The flowers and dust waves sweep the day, and gradually change to a late cloudy day.

The rain is murmuring outside the window, and the autumn is beautiful.

The autumn wind rises, and the beaded curtain rolls.

Yun Zhongjun's left hand was slightly raised, and a jade finger was tapped, only to see the ashes in the three bottles of incense burners, as if being pulled away, floating out in a line, hovering above the furnace ding.

The eyes that were enough to charm thousands of sentient beings opened slightly, looking at the three wisps of incense ash.

It's like seeing something.

A sly smile appeared at the corner of Yun Zhongjun's mouth.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps, coming from outside.

"Senior brother."

The body is graceful, and the red dress is fluttering.

The chief priest stepped into the house and stood in front of the jade couch.

At this moment, the hanging incense ashes all fell into the furnace, and the three disciples holding the ashes of the incense burner also bowed down and retreated in unison.

"I heard that Shao Si Ming recommended a person to his senior brother to assist you in refining the emperor's alchemy."

Da Si Ming frowned slightly.

In the Dengxian Tower, there are four people under Yun Zhongjun.

The eldest young man is the commander, the left yang and the right yin, these four people are all deputy owners.

If there was one more, it would be five.

"Displeased?"

Yun Zhongjun smiled coquettishly, and his smile was like a flower, which was enough to make the hearts of thousands of men excited.

"If it's Senior Brother's decision, of course I have no objection."

After the Great Priest finished speaking, his tone was slightly lowered.

Obviously, she didn't come to see Yun Zhongjun this time to ask about the young master's recommendation.

"Senior brother, what was the result of this trip to the capital city?"

Yun Zhongjun's eyes condensed slightly.

"With my current strength, I can control at most thirty percent of the monsters in Xudu City, which is far from enough."

"Only by breaking through to the Great Grandmaster of Xuanyou can we completely reach the realm of commanding ten thousand demons as described in the "Ten Thousand Demon Introductions."

Yun Zhongjun's words were at this point, and the great priest continued in a loud voice.

"Last time, the Gai Ming Weilong of the Ghost Valley took advantage of the weakness of the senior brother's alchemy and took away the "Breaking Xuandan" that the senior brother had spent several years refining to refine, if it weren't for this, the current realm of the senior brother would have already reached the unprecedented Xuanyou Great Grandmaster, so why be so troubled."

"The auxiliary medicines for refining the 'Breaking Xuandan' are all priceless, and many of them are lonely, and it took seven years to collect them in the Immortal Tower."

"What's more, there are only a few half-step great masters in the world, how can the body of the half-step great grandmaster be so easy to obtain, if the ghost valley cangya does not voluntarily disperse half of the internal force of Fengqiwu, it is impossible to fall into the realm of serious injury and be captured by us."

Yun Zhongjun remembered that night a few years ago, Gai Ming and Wei Long, the two strongest swords in the world, as if they had been agreed on a long time ago, suddenly appeared in Dengxian Tower, taking advantage of the fact that he had just finished refining the Xuandan, and was weak.

Vertical and horizontal, the sword is like a flying flower, and in the moment when Wei Long dragged himself, he snatched the "Breaking Xuandan" that had exhausted countless efforts.

Every time he thought of this, Yun Zhongjun gritted his teeth.

"One day, Benjun will skin these two people and cramp them and swallow them raw."

The ferocity is revealed in the beautiful face that charms all beings.

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Dengxian Tower, the fourth floor.

The House of the Young Priest's Life, the Lookout.

"Shaojun, the three bottles of incense burner have been presented to Yun Zhongjun, and Yun Zhongjun must have seen it at this time."

Ah Qiang, wearing a whiteboard mask, stood next to Shao Siming and was silent for a moment.

"Hmm."

Shao Si Ming looked at the rain in front of him, his eyes were like ancient wells, and there was no ripple.

She didn't seem to care if Yun Zhongjun would find the catty in the ashes of the incense burner.

"Shaojun, are the three bottles of incense burner enough? What if the clouds are not suspicious? ”

A magnetic voice came from under the whiteboard mask.

From Ah Qiang's words, it can be heard that Shao Si ordered to do something to the three bottles of incense burner ashes, not to hide from Yun Zhongjun.

Instead, it was to make Yun Zhongjun suspicious of the three bottles of incense burners.

It's just that...

From these three bottles of incense burner ashes, apart from knowing that Chu Ci had practiced the three volumes of the Earth Sect in advance, what else could it contain?

What is the purpose of Shao Si Ming doing this?

"Ah Zhen's tea, how did that person drink."

Shao Siming didn't answer Ah Qiang's question, but asked instead.

"Every time Ah Zhen went to the Dan room to collect the tea set, she drank it all."

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Ten days ago, the Dan Building of Lieyang Palace, the No. 7 alchemy room.

"Brother Chu, the new tea in this Danfang is very delicious."

"If it's good, drink more."

"Why doesn't Brother Chu drink it?"

"I don't like drinks."

"Drinks?"

"According to Brother Chu's hometown, then I love to drink."

“…………”

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At this moment.

Chu Ci small courtyard, under the plane tree.

'I love to drink' Luo Zhiyu's whole body shrunk into a ball, his face flushed, and he let out a terrible cry every two seconds.

"Ugh..."

Chu Ci sighed helplessly and looked at Xiaobai.

For Xiaobai's curious behavior, Chu Ci didn't know whether it was good or bad.

will be 'curious', which means that Xiaobai's emotions are richer, which means that he has further improved, but this curiosity is a little strange.

But blame this Luo Zhiyu, sleep when you sleep, do what hand-to-hand fight mountains, bravely fight the dream of torrents.

"Stop howling."

Chu Ci really couldn't listen to it.

With a flick of his sleeves, several silver needles flew out and landed on several numb points on Luo Zhiyu's waist, temporarily stopping his pain.

"Huh? It doesn't hurt anymore? ”

Luo Zhiyu, who was curled up on the ground, suddenly sat up with a look of surprise.

However, after only a moment, it seemed like something had come to mind.

I saw Luo Zhiyu loosen his belt, turned his back and fiddled for a while, then turned around and looked at Chu Ci with a loveless expression.

"Chu, Brother Chu, I, my brother is unconscious!"

"Help, save him!"

Luo Zhiyu got up and wanted to come up to Chu Ci, Xiao Bai shook the tail of the arrow and blocked in front of Chu Ci, and Luo Zhiyu, who was startled, instantly weakened his legs.

He's kind of scared of this little devil.

"I've only temporarily sealed that part of your consciousness, and it's still usable."

Regarding Chu Ci's medical skills, Luo Zhiyu is naturally convinced.

When I heard that it could still be used, I immediately exhaled a long breath.

I thought that I was still a young man in his prime, and if he was not strong, it would break the hearts of many flower-like girls.

"What's going on."

Chu Ci looked at Luo Zhiyu and frowned slightly.

"What happened?"

Luo Zhiyu was stunned, completely unaware of what Chu Ci was talking about.

Seeing Luo Zhiyu's eyes so confused, Chu Ci's brows furrowed even tighter.

Raised his hand again, and a silver needle disappeared in an instant.

Chu Ci was in Luo Zhiyu Heavenly Gate, and he clearly felt an undissipated qi, and it was the existence of this qi that forcibly erased a certain part of Luo Zhiyu's memory.

He has read a lot of books over the years, and there are indeed such mystical methods in the world, but there are not many, and many of them have disappeared from the world.

The only one that has appeared in a hundred years is an unknown method in the seventeen secret collections of Zen masters outside the territory.

"Nothing."

Chu Ci withdrew the silver needle.

The man left a limerick poem, but erased Luo Zhiyu's memory, obviously wanting to limit this matter to himself and him.

That being the case, then Chu Ci will wait and see for the time being.

Sooner or later, the man will come again.

"What are you doing in my yard?"

Chu Ci was going to go to the Tower of Babel today, and he didn't have time to take care of Luo Zhiyu.