Gu Xuan couldn't read it, and he couldn't know what kind of person He Laojiu he was thinking about in the end.

I don't know that this medicine picker known as the old ghost head once had a good conversation with a medicine picker named He Laojiu in a tavern in Yunxi Town at the foot of the mountain.

I didn't know at all that the medicine collector named He Laojiu was chatting happily with the medicine collector in front of him.

It is said that recently, there are many people on the mountain who have intimidated them by pretending to be the children of the Taixu Sword Sect to scare off these medicine pickers and compete with them to collect medicine.

The means side is extremely hateful.

So, when he met Gu Xuan, he hesitated in his heart, but greed still occupied his reason.

He Laojiu's words, as well as the very confusing old gray shirt on Gu Xuan's body, gave him enough confidence and enough thoughts to affirm that Gu Xuan in front of him was another impostor.

The other party revealed that his background was okay, and he thought that Gu Xuan was very inward-looking.

So he fought once, and the result was that he lost.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing that this medicine picker had become a cold corpse, lying on the ground lifeless, Gu Xuan slowly let go of the short knife in his hand.

Losing support, the old ghost's body fell to the ground, and his head rolled to the side.

The corpses are separated, and the dead cannot die anymore.

Why bother?

Although it was the first time to kill someone, Gu Xuan didn't have many unusual emotions.

Maybe it's my own previous memory, or maybe it's that such a situation of the jungle is commonplace.

Murderers are always killed.

After this incident, Gu Xuan also felt more and more the importance of strength, in this world where strength is respected, it is not easy to live steadily.

In the encounter just now, if his strength is low, his reaction is slow, and there is no body protection technique to resist, the final result is still unknown.

After all, it is only the forging stage of the qi realm, and the gap with ordinary people has not yet opened up against the sky.

Glancing at the medicine picker at his feet, Gu Xuan thought for a while, and suddenly bent down and began to grope on him.

As we all know, touching corpses since ancient times is a traditional craft, and naturally it cannot be put aside.

Maybe it's just because he went out to collect medicine, and the medicine picker didn't have much on him.

A few pieces of dry food, a dozen copper plates strung together, a digging hoe, another paper bag that seemed to repel insects, and then nothing else.

The only thing worth it in his body is probably the hard bow, but this hard bow is really good, but he can't use it a little.

After searching carefully and making sure that there was nothing else, Gu Xuan raised a hand, dragged the medicine picker to the edge of the cliff, and after observing that there was no one around, he kicked him down.

With a thud, the corpse fell into the mountain stream, and the bones were gone.

The other worthless trivial things on the medicine picker were packed up and thrown under the cliff by him, cleaning up the scene clean.

Although this medicine picker doesn't look like a person with any background, it's better to be careful.

After disposing of the corpse, Gu Xuan's gaze returned to Lingyuan Fruit.

At this moment, he found that with the delay of that time, the white mist around this Spirit Yuan Fruit also had a few more chances, and when he checked it at this time, the mist on the surface surged, slowly seeping into the fruit.

That Spirit Yuan Fruit was slowly turning red at a speed that was visible to his naked eye, and it was obvious that this Spirit Yuan Fruit was really about to ripen.

When a few wisps of mist around him turned from thick to light, from light to nothing, and the last piece of cyan on the surface of the Spirit Yuan Fruit disappeared, the entire Spirit Ancient Soul matured at this moment.

Seeing that the Lingyuan Fruit was ripe, Gu Xuan didn't delay any longer, and decisively took out a piece of cloth from his body, wrapped the Lingyuan Fruit layer by layer, and then put it in his arms on the spot.

Out of the stone forest, walking down the mountain, soon embarked on a gravel path to Fang City.

And just when Gu Xuan stepped into Waimenfang City, somewhere in the disciple peak, Yu Xiaowen also stepped into a separate courtyard.

At this time, in the huge courtyard, there was a slender young man who was cultivating hard, and when he saw someone coming, his face was not worried, but he still stopped.

Now is the time when he is impacting the eightfold air path, and at this time, it is most taboo for others to come and disturb, even if the guy in front of him is his clansman.

"What's the matter with you!"

The slender young man twisted his somewhat sour neck, looked at Yu Xiaowen in front of him and asked impatiently.

In front of him is his clan brother Yu Ziming, who is an unsmiling and ruthless existence in the clan on weekdays.

He entered the Taixu Sword Sect two years earlier than him, and now he is the strength of the sevenfold airway, so there must be no pressure to deal with a Gu Xuan who is only a twofold qi.

It's not that Yu Xiaowen doesn't want to do it himself.

Instead, when he found out that every time Gu Xuan went to Elder Yu's side, he would go for a day or two at most, and a thousand silver coins would be in hand.

Elder Yu's path doesn't work, so take Gu Xuan's way.

After a few times, he finally inquired about the time pattern of Elder Yu's several alchemies.

So the last time Gu Xuan went to help with alchemy, he had the idea of discussing halfway, wanting to slow down Gu Xuan's speed, so as to make Elder Yu have a bad feeling towards Gu Xuan.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he shot and stood, but he almost couldn't beat it.

It's a bit embarrassing.

If he can't keep the other party, then all his calculations will naturally be in vain, and he can only think of another way.

He didn't want to come to the place of his clan brother Yu Ziming, but in this Taixu Sword Sect, he has only been in the beginner for two years, and he can't find anyone else to help at all.

Although Yu Ziming didn't look easy to get along with, he still came over hard.

So, he talked about that Gu Xuan, how arrogant and domineering, how he didn't take the people of the Yu family in his eyes?

This time Yu Ziming just looked at him calmly, and after he said this, he asked with a smile, then Gu Xuanzhen, is it such an insult to our Yu family?

What kind of goods are he and his brother, he still doesn't know?

As soon as Yu Ziming's flat eyes looked over, Yu Xiaowen couldn't help but tremble in his heart, but he couldn't say anything about the words that added oil and vinegar.

In the end, Yu Ziming still agreed to Yu Xiaowen's request for help.

It's just that it's not on Yu Xiaowen's face, but on the big reward, even if it's him, he's tired and tired for a month, and it's only four or five thousand silver dollars to complete some tasks.

The other party has been there four or five times, and it is still worth his hard work all day long, and it is still a little tempting for him to think about it.

He carefully inquired about Gu Xuan's background and Elder Yu's relationship, and after getting Yu Xiaowen's affirmation, he made this decision.

Of course, no matter how bad the reputation of the elder is, it is not an existence that he can afford to provoke, and he still starts with Gu Xuan.

A miscellaneous disciple who has not yet been registered, can only cry secretly under the quilt at night afterwards.

He is already very experienced in becoming an old disciple, and it is not once or twice to do this kind of thing.

As for getting Gu Xuan away, whether Elder Yu will look for him or not, he still has some confidence.

After all, he had also been an apprentice in the medicine hall for half a year, so it shouldn't be difficult for Mao Sui to recommend himself to do some work to assist in refining medicine.