Hearing this, Jiang Su hurriedly checked his body, and the aura was activated, and sure enough, there was a spheroid body in the lower dantian.

The size of this sphere was like the pill he usually refined, and the whole body was black, black with purple in the middle. At first glance, I thought she had become a personal meat alchemy furnace by herself.

"What does your Jindan look like?" Jiang Su was expressionless, and turned his head to ask.

Xiao Shiyu grinned, put down the hand that hooked Jiang Su's shoulder, paced beside her and said, "Of course it's golden, otherwise how can it be called Jindan?" If it's silver, it's called a silver pill. Why don't you remember this common sense? Yudan is stupid? ”

Jiang Su rolled his eyes when he heard this, turned his head and left, not very much thinking about him.

Xiao Shiyu hurriedly caught up with her again and said, "Okay, okay, second boss, where are you going in such a hurry?" "The arm gestured and wanted to hold Jiang Su again.

Jiang Su bent down slightly this time and rushed out from under Xiao Shiyu's arm. Without looking back, he said, "Go to the corner of the wall outside to set up a stall." By the way, don't tell anyone I'm married. ”

Xiao Shiyu stopped, and the light and darkness in his eyes intersected. He looked at Jiang Su's figure walking out, and he only said strange in his heart.

Although Jiang Su's attitude towards him has always been very lively on weekdays, that soft temperament can't be seen at all today, but it still gives him a sharp feeling.

Wouldn't it really be like Fu Fengchuan, she is in the anti-bone stage?

And her Yudan. At that time, the spiritual power surged towards her like a whirlpool, and the entire forest trembled, and it disappeared quietly after just a few breaths.

He had indeed heard of some characters in the cultivation realm who had never rained down heavenly thunder all the way up, but those were all legendary figures.

But...... This junior sister is only fifteen years old.

Fifteen-year-old knots are rare!

Don't...... His junior sister is ...... Son of Luck?!

Xiao Shiyu opened his mouth wide in shock, and hurriedly covered it with his hands so as not to scream.

He usually likes the book of words sold among mortals, and mortals write the ups and downs of love and hatred in the cultivation world from their perspective, and the protagonists of those stories are all called the sons of luck.

Xiao Shiyu thought about this, and immediately his eyes widened, and the surprise on his face was never fake.

"Then isn't my Yusutang going to be developed! One person has ascended to heaven with a chicken dog, and I, Xiao Shiyu, am too good at making friends, hahahahaha"

With that, he happily turned and walked to the pantry.

Jiang Su came to a magic shop in the west of the town, found a familiar corner and put things down. She doesn't sell medicine at the door of Su Yutang, otherwise she will earn half of Xiao Shiyu's spirit stone.

She expertly took out her old red cloth from the medicine box and spread it flat on the ground. He also put on the various low-grade pills that had been prepared.

The low-grade pills are the red and blue pills that are the lower grades of the cultivation realm, and because the prescriptions have been thoroughly studied by various generations of medical cultivators, they are relatively cheap.

Dan Xiu and Yi Xiu prefer to refine some innovative pills, such as Jiang Su's watermelon-flavored Bigu Dan.

Jiang Su put his own guise against the wall. On the front it is written "Helping the world to save people, ten texts at a time", and on the back it is written "Building a foundation for medical cultivation, and the spirit stone is easy to seek." ”

Looking at the word Zhuji in front of him, Jiang Su realized that he should change the disguise. The fees for Jindan medical cultivation can't be charged ten wen and a few spirit stones.

Her worth has gone up! She wants more money!

"But it's not a good thing to look at the black Jin Dan, so you still can't make a noise."

Jiang Su took out the futon, closed his eyes and meditated. She also needs to think about her own golden pill, this matter is too strange.

"Senior brother, this is a medical practice! She also has a spirit elixir."

A beautiful woman, holding a lantern-shaped magic weapon in her hand, walked towards Jiang Su. Brocade and jade robes, dark charm inlays. As she walked, she turned back and tugged at the sleeve of the other male cultivator.

Jiang Su opened his eyes when he heard this, and said in his heart: Rich people, good slaughter.

The two stopped in front of Jiang Su's stall: "The Spiritual Cultivation Pill, I don't know how it compares to our Spiritual Cultivation Pill?" Hearing this, his senior brother asked himself in a low voice.

He lowered his head slightly, looking down at Jiang Su's elixir, with the pride of a young monk in his eyes.

The monk leads the aura of heaven and earth to the length of man, and he can go to the sky and move the mountains and the sea, and he can enter the ground to hook the fire and send the spirit. People who become monks at a young age naturally have pretentious ideas.

Especially those who are new to the Tao.

The female cultivator grabbed her senior brother's hand, looked up at his senior brother's eyes, her eyes were full of smiles that could not be concealed, and praised, "Naturally, our Dan cultivation is more powerful."

Jiang Su does not say that since ancient times, medicine has not been separated, and medical cultivation has attracted the aura of heaven and earth, and the operation of the five elements of all things has been diagnosed. Dan Xiu channeled the aura of heaven and earth and reshaped the five elements in one Dan. One of the two is indispensable.

The monk realized that it was inappropriate to say this in front of the stalls, so he simply dragged her sister away. The voice is not small, and Jiang Su can still hear it from afar.

"Senior sister, let me tell you, although these Ten Fang Sects have some medical immortals and sword immortals, they don't have any great power in the Dan Dao. Even if it is the water of the medical immortal river, when you see our ancestors, you have to call the immortal venerable. The young monk deliberately let the people around him hear, and the smugness on his face was almost overwhelmed.

This female cultivator smiled skillfully, and said with a delicate disgust: "Then why are we coming to this Red Maple Town, isn't it because of the face of the ancestor in vain." With that, he rested his head on the male nun's shoulder.

Suddenly, a firewood knife slashed at the outer wall of the shop beside the monk. The blade sank deep into the white wall, and the monk felt a chill on his scalp, and subconsciously reached out and touched it, and his hand passed through the hair and scalp.

The top of his head was shaved off.

"Ahhh He no longer pretended to be mature and steady, he was scared like a jumping monkey, he looked left and right and shouted angrily: "Who did it!" Whose knife! Who's going to kill me! ”

There was silence in the market.

Her junior sister looked at her brother's smooth head in disbelief, and it even faintly shone in the sun.

"Senior brother......" She hurriedly covered her hair, for fear that she would also be injured by someone else's flying knife.

"Are you dead?" Jiang Su asked indifferently. She was still leaning against the corner, her dark green robe blending in with the shadows of the wall.

The young monk looked at Jiang Su and glanced at the Zhuji written on the banner on her wall, "Is it your sword?" You attacked me! ”

Jiang Su straightened his power, his face was blocked by the soap veil, he chuckled lightly, and said:

"If a Dan Xiu does not know medical science, then it is like a blind man walking at night, and he will not get in the way. But if a medical practitioner does not know pharmacology, it is two knives to cheat people out of money, and there is no virtue at all. She spoke sharply and penetratedly.

"I'm a general Dan refiner, and I only know a thing or two about pharmacology, so what do you think of my second "knife"? Jiang Su hooked the corners of his mouth, but his eyes stared at this person through the soap veil.

A seven-inch silver needle floated in the air, and in the next second, it suddenly stabbed at the center of his eyebrows.

Since it was thought that he was going to kill him, wouldn't it be a disappointment if he didn't really do it.

If you can't keep your mouth open, you should never open it again.