Luckily, this time the two flew for most of the day in a Fu boat, and encountered a thunderstorm in Shichong County, which is under the jurisdiction of the Ping Demon Mansion.

After the Aoki Thunder Bead was recharged, the two immediately went home.

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Zhou fell in Jiuxuanlou.

After saying goodbye to Ding Xiu, Wang leisurely went to the honey house to look for Bai Zi, with the poems given by his uncle, he will definitely be able to make a splash at this Moon Lake Poetry Meeting.

Leisurely, the opportunity, Uncle Shi has already helped you create it, whether you can hold the beauty or not depends on yourself.

Ding Xiu retracted his gaze and went to Ye Zhiqiu to get the equipment.

The first-order high-grade gloves are for the little golden retriever.

A complete set of first-order top-grade horseshoes was prepared for Bai Ye.

The first-order high-grade Taoist treasure armor, the first-order high-grade treasure sword, and the first-order high-grade sword were prepared by Ding Xiu for himself.

"Senior brother, after the news of your exit spread, the Jiaqian Medical Center has now been surrounded by people looking for you to see a doctor, to be honest, you used the power of Aoki Thunder Bead to treat people and earn silver taels, you are really blind to the treasure of Aoki Thunder Bead."

"If you want to earn spirit stones, you might as well use the power of Aoki Thunder Bead to go to the secret realm of Xiaoyin Mountain to kill demons and ghosts."

"Thank you for the reminder, I can save it."

With the improvement of Ding Xiu's strength, in the same period of time, the copy coins earned by receiving commissions have far exceeded the copy coins earned by sitting in the museum to see a doctor.

It seems that the Jiaqian Medical Center can close its doors.

Coming out of the Jiuxuan Tower, Ding Xiu found a no-man's corner, put on a Wutu cloak, quietly avoided the patients who were surrounding the Jiaqian Medical Hall, and slipped in over the wall.

After a stick of incense, a black ape eight feet tall walked out and said to the patients who were blocking the gate: "Everyone, from today onwards, my master will concentrate on cultivation, and this medical hall will not be opened in the future, please go back!" ”

After finishing speaking, he took off the plaque with the words "Jiaqian Medical Center" written on it and entered the courtyard and closed the gate.

"How can this be, Doctor Ding, you can't be like this, I came all the way from Jiangzhou to see you!"

"Doctor Ding, add money, we can add money!"

"Add money, hey, Ding Daoyou is a disciple of Xuanwu Peak of Jiuxuan Mountain, how can he lack your money."

"Yes, Ding Daoyou is carrying the Aoki Thunder Bead, and the Aoki Thunder Bead is a treasure that can make people get the thunder bone of the day after tomorrow. Ding Daoyou now chooses to concentrate on cultivation, and the day after tomorrow Lei Gu is afraid that the transformation has been completed. ”

"It's scattered, it's all scattered, the plaques of the Jiaqian Medical Center have been removed, Ding Daoyou will not treat people again in the future."

……

Bai Ye said: "Big brother, this medical hall is not open?" ”

"No, come on, put on this set of horseshoes." Ding Xiu took out four horseshoes and threw them to Bai Ye, and then took out the first-order high-grade boxing gloves and handed them to the little golden retriever.

Bai Ye kicked off the ordinary horseshoe on the horse's hooves, put on the new one, ran around the yard, and found that his steps were getting lighter and lighter, and if he ran with all his might, his speed could be increased by at least one percent.

Bai Ye's heart moved: "Big brother, you suddenly gave me such a good horseshoe, what are we going to do?" ”

When the little golden retriever who had changed into a new boxer heard this, he also raised his head, and looked at Ding Xiu with his eyes, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I'm going to take you to the secret realm of Xiaoyin Mountain to have some training, and earn some money by the way."

Ding Xiu said and took out the communication flying sword given by the white-haired old Tao, said to the flying sword, and then threw his hand, and the communication flying sword paused slightly in mid-air, and the next moment rushed to the sky.

Ping Demon City, Lingshi Fang.

Shout! The Messenger Flying Sword descended from the sky and hovered in front of the white-haired old man.

The flying sword trembled, and Ding Xiu's voice came out: "My side is ready, you tell your employer, and you will meet in front of the gate of Jiuxuan Tower tomorrow morning." ”

Nine Xuanlou!

Could that young martial artist be a disciple of Xuanwu Peak of Jiuxuan Mountain?

Mostly, yes.

The white-haired old man put away the flying sword, and then took out a small emerald green sword engraved with the word meditation from the storage bag and said: "Qingsong, your commission has finally been taken over, it is a young martial artist, most likely a disciple of the Xuanwu Peak of Jiuxuan Mountain, he asked you to go to the gate of Jiuxuanlou tomorrow morning to meet." ”

After finishing speaking, he shook his hand, and the emerald green telecommunication flying sword suddenly rushed into the sky.

In Shichong County, there is a Taoist temple in Baiyun Mountain, and the Taoist temple is called Jingxin Temple.

Meditation is a non-streamed practice in the country of Tianshui.

The contemplation of the master, the five elements of the miscellaneous spiritual root, after the cultivation reaches the ninth layer of qi training, it will not be allowed to advance an inch.

Jing Xinzi went down the mountain in his early years to collect more than a dozen apprentices, died and died, ran away, and voted for his faction, and now he has not much life, and when he is dying and dying, only the little apprentice Zhang Qingsong, who was raised by one hand, is waiting for him to serve around him.

Shichong County, Baicaotang.

"Qingsong Daoist, give it, this is your medicine."

"Thank you, Mr. Li."

Zhang Qingsong took out a silver ticket worth five hundred taels from his sleeve and handed it to Shopkeeper Li, made a mockery, and left with herbs.

The master is old, his body is not as good as day by day, and in his early years, he went down the mountain to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and was plotted by powerful ghosts, and fell into the root of the disease, and his body was getting worse and worse.

When he was young, the master was physically strong, vigorous in qi and blood, and could still carry it.

Now I can't bear it, I feel cold all over my body every night, and it's useless to cover more quilts, so I can only keep my eyes open, grit my teeth and work hard until dawn, and wait for the sun to come out before I can sleep.

If you encounter weather without the sun, you will suffer not only at night, but also during the day.

In just one year, the master's body is aging faster than the previous ten years.

Seeing that the master was dying and suffering like this, Zhang Qingsong felt very uncomfortable.

I wondered if there was a way to solve the master's illness, so that the master could spend his old age safely.

After some inquiry, Zhang Qingsong learned that there was a rare flamingo in the secret realm of Xiaoyin Mountain, as long as he could get seven hundred and forty-nine flaming ghosts' ghost teeth and grind them into powder with flint powder, and give them to the master, he could completely remove the root of the disease on the master's body.

It's a pity that he is also a five-element miscellaneous spiritual root, sixty-six years old, and his cultivation can reach the seventh level of qi training.

Fortunately, in these years, he has traveled north and south, catching ghosts for others, saving a lot of silver, and the master also has some savings.

So Zhang Qingsong found a friend who was a middleman who set up a stall in the Lingshi Workshop of Ping Demon City, and put up a commission, hoping to find someone to escort him to the secret realm of Xiaoyin Mountain to hunt flamingos.

It's a pity that his commission has been hanging in Lingshi Fang for almost two months, and no one has taken it.

"Hey, it's all my fault, I took all the spirit stones in my hand to buy magic weapons, and now I can only use silver to pay the bounty, if no one really accepts the commission, then I can only go to the secret realm of Xiaoyin Mountain by myself!"

Zhang Qingsong was raised by Jing Xinzi, and for Zhang Qingsong, Jing Xinzi is not only his master, but also his father.

The grace of nurturing and teaching cannot be repaid, but only by death!

"It's decided, wait for three more days, if there is still no one to accept the commission, I will go to Xiaoyin Mountain by myself."

Zhang Qingsong secretly made a decision in his heart, and suddenly there was a sound of a flying sword breaking through the air in his ears.

Before Zhang Qingsong could raise his head, an emerald green telecommunication flying sword had already appeared in front of him.

Zhang Qingsong was overjoyed, the communication flying sword in front of him was the communication flying sword he gave to his old friend, meditate.

"Qingsong, your commission has finally been accepted, it is a young martial artist, most likely a disciple of the Xuanwu Peak of Jiuxuan Mountain, he asked you to go to the gate of Jiuxuanlou tomorrow morning to meet."

Young Takefu!

It is very likely that he is a disciple of Xuanwu Peak of Jiuxuan Mountain!

Zhang Qingsong clenched his fists violently.

That's great!

If it was really a disciple of the Xuanwu Peak of Jiuxuan Mountain who accepted the commission, then his plan to go to the secret realm of Xiaoyin Mountain to hunt the flamingo would be guaranteed.

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