"Can you confirm?"

Yun Zhongjun's voice was obviously a little excited.

Ever since the "Broken Xuan" cultivated with the five internal organs of the contemporary Guigu was taken away by Gai Ming Weilong, Yun Zhongjun began to raise the next set of materials for refining the "Breaking Xuan".

Among them, the main medicine, Yun Zhongjun has already decided.

This flavor main medicine is definitely only better than the Ghost Valley Cangya, because the day he enters the scorching sun from the clouds, he is preparing for this flavor medicine.

Originally, Yun Zhongjun planned to break through the Xuanyou Grand Master and then take this flavor medicine to try to break through a higher limit, but now he can only use it in advance.

But in fact, the auxiliary medicine is the most headache for Yun Zhongjun.

The last set of auxiliary medicines, Yun Zhongjun spent countless financial and material resources, and it took nearly ten years to raise them, and many of them were already lonely, and they couldn't find a second one if they wanted to find a second one.

But if you have a "Heavenly Spirit Body", then you don't need to look for any lonely traces, just use this "Heavenly Spirit Body" as an adjuvant.

"Subordinate personal test."

Shao Si ordered a pair of eyes without waves.

"But you said that his realm has reached the level of a little grandmaster, and his strength is even more comparable to the extreme way."

"The body of the heavenly spirit cannot be cultivated."

The so-called "Heavenly Spirit Body" is just a rare physique, and since the Warring States period, there have been three people in the records, and the most recent one was a hundred years ago.

But anyone who lives in this world, even if it is an ordinary person who does not cultivate at all, will still have that strange aura of heaven and earth in his body, after all, you always have to breathe.

However, the "Heavenly Spirit Body" does not have the slightest strange aura left in its body.

However, because of this, having the "Heavenly Spirit Body" means that you can't practice, at most you can exercise muscles, keep your body healthy, and so on.

In addition to the pervert Yun Zhongjun cares about, the so-called "Heavenly Spirit Body" is just a waste of waste in the eyes of people in the world.

"Because of this, subordinates dare not make arbitrary decisions, and it is up to the king to decide."

Shao Siming lowered his eyes slightly.

Her purpose was to make Yun Zhongjun interested in Chu Ci.

"In this way, Benjun is looking forward to tomorrow."

The eyes of the king in the clouds charmed all living beings with a strong sense of expectation.

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An hour later.

Night, sub-hour.

Dengxian Tower, the fourth floor.

Shao Si Ming stood on the side of the lookout, and the wind blew through the green silk.

"Shaojun, the tea is ready."

Cuong, wearing a whiteboard mask, stood beside him, his voice like a subwoofer.

Shao Siming's eyes swept over the tea table in the house, where there was a pot of tea, which was prepared for tomorrow.

"Shaojun, when that person was refining in the Danlou in the palace, he had always drunk Ah Zhen's tea, and he already had Ah Zhen's burial heart Gu in his body, this kind of Gu worm, even if it was a fire refining, could survive, and he would definitely be able to enter the Dan with it."

"It's just that tomorrow before he meets Yun Zhongjun, Shaojun invites him to tea, will he be deliberate."

Cuong said with a little thought.

"Benjun wants to see him drink it with his own eyes."

Shao Si Ming's voice sounded ruthless and cold.

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Following.

Early in the morning.

Snow fell all night, and the treetops of the sycamore trees were covered with snow.

Chu Ci had already gotten up early and practiced swords in this courtyard.

Xiaobai swings on the swing, and with every return and forth, the branches will tremble slightly, and the snow on it will shake off a little.

If the sword flies, every time the sword falls, the tip of the sword will drop a piece of snowflake.

Qing Ya leaned on the door frame of the east room like this, wearing Chu Ci's sable coat, watching quietly, her face was involuntarily full of smiles.

How she wished that time could stand still forever.

There is no national hatred, no family hatred, and no hope of thousands of people in the country.

Only, each other.

When the set of swords was finished, Chu Ci raised his head slightly, letting the snowflakes fall on his face.

"Ghost Valley..."

Since the true transmission of the first sword, Chu Ci has gradually had a unique understanding of the Guigu vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, which is a mysterious feeling produced by combining Wei Long's sword.

The vertical sword is sharp, and the horizontal sword is domineering.

And if the sharpness of the vertical sword is combined with the domineering of the horizontal sword, then what?!

Chu Ci had a whim, the strongest sword move in this Guigu vertical and horizontal swordsmanship may not be 'Flying Rainbow Through the Sun' and 'Floating Ten Thousand Blades'.

On top of this, there may be a stronger one, which is a sword move that perfectly integrates vertical and horizontal.

However, the current Chu Ci only has an extremely vague concept, and it is foreseeable that it will be a long road to fully understand it.

Putting away the sword, Chu Ci looked at Qingya.

"You will live in this small courtyard for the next few days, and in a few days, I will send you to a place."

After that, Chu Ci turned around.

"Young Master Chu, where are you going?"

Seeing that Chu Ci was leaving, Qingya couldn't help but get nervous.

"There are some things to deal with, you can stay here with peace of mind, with Xiaobai's protection, you will not be in danger."

After Xiaobai turned on the Four Swords Stream, coupled with his own demonized body, his defense and attack power far exceeded the human body, and he was almost invincible at the extreme.

After that, Chu Ci left the small courtyard directly.

A quarter of an hour later.

Dengxian Tower, the fourth floor where Shao Si Ming is located.

This time, the conversation was not on the lookout, but on the side of the tea case, and Shao Si ordered him to kneel and sit opposite Chu Ci.

As for Chu Ci, he didn't like the kneeling way of sitting in this era, sitting cross-legged with his legs crossed.

Ah Qiang on the side, carrying a pot and pouring tea.

Chu Ci calmly looked at Shao Si Ming.

"This gentleman said before that he will inform you of the plan to destroy the clouds."

Shao Si Ming spoke.

"Hmm."

Chu Ci bowed slightly.

He was indeed curious about what this young priest wanted to do.

"Ben Jun searched all over the world and found a medicine, as long as Yun Zhongjun takes this medicine, his strength will be reduced by seventy percent within a stick of incense, and this stick of incense is an opportunity for you and me to kill him."

"All you have to do is find a way to get Yun Zhongjun to take this medicine."

After that, Ah Qiang next to him put a palm-sized blue-purple wooden box on the tea table at the right time.

"Yun Zhongjun refines the elixir dedicated to the First Emperor, and he will take it himself, you just need to refine this medicine into it."

Listening to Shao Si's words, he looked at the blue and purple wooden box on the tea case.

Chu Ci's face did not change, and in his heart, he smiled.

At this moment, Chu Ci concluded that this young master was playing tricks on himself.

What an international joke.

In Lao Tzu's last life, he went from an orphan to the VP of a group executive in the top ten Internet factories, and the eyes that he played with when he climbed up were not much less than the court's scheming.

Shao Si Ming's words sounded very reasonable at first glance.

But there is a loophole.

If you just want to poison Yun Zhongjun, then why do you have to spend so much effort to pull yourself up.

Since the pill taken by the First Emperor, Yun Zhongjun will also knock a copy, then even Luo Zhiyu can ensure that the poison is refined into the pill sent to the First Emperor, Shao Si Ming has been mixed in Dengxian Tower for so many years, it is impossible to even be inferior to Luo Zhiyu.

If he hadn't come into contact with Luo Zhiyu, maybe Chu Ci wouldn't have thought of this layer, but the fate of the world is so wonderful, Chu Ci has experienced it himself.

This alone can be concluded that not a single word of what Shao Si Ming said can be believed.

"I wish you success."

Shao Si Ming picked up the tea in front of him, lifted the corner of the veil, and took a sip.

Then, he calmly looked at Chu Ci.

The warm sun has risen, and the light is shining on the lookout, which just happens to shine on the side of this tea case, and the cup of tea that falls in front of Chu Ci is sparkling.

This cup of tea.

To drink, or not to drink.

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