Zaipei 1243, Yunchang County.

At this time, it has been a year since the Duanwangfu case, and Jiang Sinian's milk tea shop has also laid a foundation in Dazhao under the protection of King Ji.

It's noon, and the streets are bustling with foreign merchants and local vendors.

The sound of horses' hooves galloping from outside the city was a convoy of red-brown dragon horses.

A red-brown fire dragon horse is worth hundreds of high-grade spirit stones, and the value of a group of red-brown fire dragon horses is simply unimaginable.

Wearing a graceful and luxurious golden brocade hat and mink fur, the boy with a wild and evil expression on his face naturally stood at the forefront, not caring at all about the strange looks cast by the local residents on the side.

I saw him calmly tasting the wine that had just been opened in the morning, and suddenly the carriage stopped.

Looking down at the car, it turned out to be the subordinate who had been sent to deliver invitations to the county lord's mansion.

"Back to the eldest prince, the county lord's mansion is not far away."

The servant knelt under the car, his face was embarrassed, and he said, "But the county lord rejected your kindness and tore up the invitation in front of our subordinates. ”

"Huh!" Brother Childe cranked the folding fan in his hand, half of his face was full of ridicule and half of his face was full of joy, like a mask that brought together two different emotions at both ends of his face.

"Interesting, since the county lord doesn't want to see him, then I won't bother too much."

Brother Gongzi looked at the county lord's mansion not far away, sighed slightly, and looked lost.

As the descendant of the Yanguo Mansion, even ordinary feudal kings dare not slack off easily, and today they even ate a closed door in this place before they entered the door.

The sales of the milk tea shop in Yunchang County in Dazhao are very hot, and his great-grandfather, who is now the Duke of Yan Guogong of the Great Song Dynasty, took a sip when he discussed things with the king of Dazhao and returned to China.

After he came back, he asked him to prepare things and come to visit the county lord of Yunchang.

To be honest, this made him very puzzled, according to rumors, the Yunchang County Lord and the Duanwang Mansion were very discordant, and their Yanguo Mansion was wise to protect themselves in the face of this kind of clan dispute, and they would not rush forward.

If the Lord of the Zhao Mansion is unhappy all of a sudden, isn't it just nothing to find trouble for them?

Zhao Muqi was jealous of his ability, and his reputation for bullying the small had already spread all over Yanjing, and at this time, his great-grandfather asked him to visit Jiang Sinian, didn't he push him into the fire pit?

It's really brain-breaking.

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The Mansion of the Lord of Yunchang County.

Jiang Siniantuan sat on the futon, his hands pointing to the sky, his eyes glowing with purple light, and the purple aura on his body was like a mist.

"Back to the county lord, I have already rejected the post of the Yan Guo Mansion."

Outside the door, the maid who had just opened the door and refused the invitation said.

Jiang Sinian lowered his arm and poured a glass of water for the maid, "Sister Wu, I said it a long time ago, here we are called sisters." ”

It turned out that this maid was Wu Qingzhu before, because there was really no way out, Jiang Sinian saw that she was pitiful, so he recruited her into the mansion and took her in as his personal maid.

"Slaves don't dare."

Seeing this, Jiang Sinian couldn't say anything.

Wu Qingzhu had already worn out her courage because of her previous encounters, but the psychology of avenging her master had supported her to the end, making her look very strong.

Now that there is no cultivation, in this cruel world of cultivation, she has no capital to settle down, and now she has always subconsciously thought that she is a patient under the protection of Jiang Sinian, and has always had a sense of indebtedness to Jiang Sinian.

Jiang Sinian asked her to retreat and stay alone in the house.

The purple bowl poked out the snake's head from the cuff and looked at its master.

Looking at her unsmiling expression, Ziwan got back again with great interest and continued to sleep.

Although she could travel three thousand miles a day just by relying on her master's aura cultivation, the experience of being tied up before was still fresh in her memory.

She didn't want to be tied up with rope by Jiang Sinian anymore.

In this year's time, Jiang Sinian consolidated his spiritual platform and condensed his own golden pill, according to the conjecture of the second senior brother Song Siyang, if he continued to temper his golden pill during the golden pill period, although it would be a little slow compared to other monks in the realm, but the spiritual energy reserve would be much higher than others, and the energy consumption would be much less.

Song Siyang encountered some accidents during the Jindan period, and was hunted down for several years, so he didn't temper his Jindan too much, so this matter remained at the conjecture level.

Originally, he wanted to rot this matter in his stomach, but who knew that his notes recording his cultivation experience were picked up by Jiang Sinian.

Although this cultivation experience was only a dangerous and wonderful conjecture in Song Siyang's heart, it was still unknown whether it could be successful.

Jiang Sinian, who had infinite trust in his senior brother, practiced on his own.

In the early months, I couldn't see the difference between her Jin Dan and the ordinary Jin Dan, but as Jiang Sinian continued to condense, the Jin Dan continued to become smaller, and the color became more and more purple.

Even the aura used by Jiang Sinian became very condensed, almost forming water droplets.

Song Siyang is very keen, and when he was a guest, he found that Jiang Sinian's luck was not smooth, as if the sewage was not clean.

First, he simply reprimanded Jiang Sinian for rashly using unexperimented ideas to practice, and then convened a seminar on Qingfeng Temple according to Jiang Sinian's current situation.

Gathered scientific research talents such as himself, the fourth, fifth, and seventh together, and started a half-month-long seminar specifically for Jiang Sinian's situation, and finally came to a conclusion.

After shrinking the golden pill, Jiang Sinian's spiritual platform also opened up a lot of space, so he simply asked Jiang Sinian to try a few more golden pills.

As the old saying goes, a golden pill is an immortal. It shows the image of the Jindan period monks in the eyes of ordinary people.

Although the Jindan monks only opened up their spiritual platform and gave themselves a place to condense the Jindan, this also proved the difference between them and mortals.

After Jiang Sinian condensed his own Jin Dan, the Lingtai at this stage was enough to accommodate the Jin Dan of the same size.

Therefore, she once again followed her past cultivation method according to the gourd and condensed a golden pill in her spiritual platform, but because of the viscous aura produced after condensing the golden pill, it only took her a month to condense this new pill.

With the blessing of the two golden pills, although her cultivation speed did not speed up much, she could still maneuver for a while if she met Li Yixia's Yuan Infant Stage again.

Now she is condensing her second new pill.

Jiang Sinian only felt that the aura in the spirit platform seemed to be emptied in an instant, but there was no pain, Jin Dan continued to shrink and condense under her control, wanting to condense it to the same size as before.

After a stick of incense, Jiang Sinian exhaled a breath of purple gas.

There was an unconcealable joy on his face.

"It really works! My aura has returned to its normal state! ”

With the condensation of the second golden pill, Jiang Sinian's aura, which was originally like a mist, gradually returned to normal.

The spiritual platform was empty again, but this time Jiang Sinian did not rush to condense the third golden pill, but frowned and thought.

"I was able to condense the second golden pill in such a short period of time all thanks to the previous mist aura, and now that these auras have returned to normal, does that mean that I should also do what I can?"

For her symptoms, Song Siyang specially compiled a special exercise book for her with several senior brothers, and she may have the answer she wants on it.

Jiang Sinian opened the book that Song Siyang gave her, kept flipping through it, and found the relevant narrative in the middle pages.

[After research, after the condensation of the golden pill, it will lead to a period of time that the state of the aura is rich, the harm is unknown, the benefits are unknown, and if you want to solve this problem, you need to condense the second golden pill and rely on the double pill to maintain a stable aura.

Remember, don't condense the third golden pill, otherwise you will have a retrograde aura and explode to death. ----Su Sishang]

At the end of the book, a video of the test product exploding and dying is also intimately attached.

"Smack!"

After closing the book, Jiang Sinian sighed a little.

The fourth senior brother's natural ability is good! It is simply the natural selection skill of studying new exercises.

Su Sishang's innate ability is called a flesh and blood clay puppet, which can simulate all the states of a normal monk, and if there are any uncertain exercises, as long as they are added to it, they can definitely measure the good or bad.

According to Su Sishang's research, Jiang Sinian did not continue to condense the third golden pill.

At this moment, Wu Qingzhu anxiously pushed the door in.

"The county lord is not good!" Wu Qingzhu shouted anxiously.

"Don't worry!" After letting Wu Qingzhu slow down first, Jiang Sinian blinked his eyes and said in a daze: "What happened?" ”

Wu Qingzhu opened the gate, and a corpse that felt a little purple after being soaked for more than ten days was lying in the courtyard.

Jiang Sinian was taken aback immediately, and his fingers unconsciously pointed and exclaimed, "Where did this come from?" ”

"The slave didn't know either, just when the slave came back from washing the dishes, she found that the corpse had appeared in the yard."

"Is that so?" Jiang Sinian got up and went to the courtyard to see the corpse.

It's a young man's appearance, judging from the way he dresses, he should be a little guy from a wealthy family.

Suddenly, the corpse stretched out its arm and grabbed Jiang Sinian's foot.

"Corpse!" Jiang Sinian hurriedly broke free and took half a step back.

But on second thought, the conditions for the formation of zombies should be in a place with thick yin qi, but now that the weather is at noon and the sun is scorching, the corpse clan who can block such weather will definitely not be stupid enough to offend her mansion.

Tiger Da once fought against an ancestor of the Savage Hundred Domains Corpse Domain, and the sunlight could still cause a lot of damage to him after he turned into a god.

"Save. Help me! ”

What sound does it seem to have?

Jiang Sinian looked around, looking for the source of the sound.

When she saw that it was the corpse talking.

He's talking? Jiang Sinian exclaimed, "This person is still alive!" ”

"Sister Wu, you wash him and put him in the firewood room." Jiang Sinian summoned a letter and sent it to the mountain, and then said to Wu Qingzhu: "I will interrogate him after he wakes up." ”