is worthy of cultivating immortals, and his physical fitness is good. Even this Song Wan'er, who didn't know where she came from, was safe and sound.

The girl lowered her eyes and carefully observed the appearance and figure of the woman in orange. I am very sure that the bride who married Chen Zexing that day is called Song Wan'er, and her figure is not much different from this person.

But the bride is the daughter of a high-ranking official, a mortal woman. and this monk who claims to be in the Eastern Regions in the dungeon, in terms of identity, can be said to be the south and the north, and the two have nothing to do with each other......

She was also casually tempted in prison at the time, and her reaction didn't seem to be fake, there was something hidden in it......

It should be interesting......

Jiang Su hooked the corners of his mouth, for those who want to grab the little sister with him, he naturally starts first!

"As the saying goes, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road......"

The girl's fingertips pressed on Song Wan'er's eyebrows, and her spiritual power entered her body, following the meridians. She also drew her divine consciousness to hide around the sea of this man's consciousness.

If I'm not mistaken, this person's cultivation is just a foundation.

"I am Jin Dan now, and it is not difficult to crush her divine sense."

Thinking of this, the girl did not hesitate at all, and the huge divine consciousness suddenly wrapped the sea of consciousness tightly around this person, strangling and annihilating.

"But not everyone is called Fang Fold, and they can break the thread."

Jiang Su's divine sense continued to compress her sea of consciousness, and Song Wan'er's expression began to appear in pain, her fingertips continued to bend back, and the toes of her legs were also straight, gently trembling and rubbing against the ground.

Leave traces of shallow soil on the land.

"What's wrong with me?" A familiar male voice sounded in front of him.

It's not good, most of Jiang Su's divine sense is in Song Wan'er's mind.

She barely controlled her eyelids to rise, looking for the source of the sound, it was Shen Yunyang who regained his senses, opened his eyes in a daze, and was talking.

Jiang Sumian did not change his color, and his divine sense suddenly withdrew. She felt her brain ache again, and she fell to the ground after being uncontrollably tilted and forked.

Dong Yiyi, who was contacting the sect, looked over here when he heard the voice, and saw that Senior Brother Shen had regained his senses, and was lying on the ground on all fours, one leg pressing Qi Zhi next to him, and one leg bent like Qi Wen's knee.

And the little junior sister Jiang Su was looking exhausted and fainted.

"Susu!" Dong Yiyi immediately got up anxiously and squatted beside Jiang Su.

On the other end of the note, a crisp juvenile voice sounded: "What's going on!" We're over the forest in no time! ”

The color of the transmission notes has reverted to dimness.

Dong Yiyi rummaged through the storage bag on his waist to find the spirit storage pill, but it was unsatisfactory. She forgot for a moment that she had used up all the pills for the battle of the dungeon at night.

Now there are only empty glass bottles of various colors left in her own storage bag, all of which come from Jiang Su.

"Oops......" Dong Yiyi hurriedly went to Jiang Su's sleeve to grope again, "Su Su should have a lot of pills in his sleeve." ”

So in the next moment, Dong Yiyi took out a red glass bottle +3, a blue glass bottle +2, a pottery bottle +17, a white jade bottle +14, a simple wooden box +233, and a small and inconspicuous rosewood box +1 from the wide pipa sleeves of the girl in green like digging coal.

“……”

Shen Yunyang on the side was already able to walk independently, completely unaware that all this was caused by him, he swayed left and right to Dong Yiyi's side, squatted down and pointed to the small rosewood box and affirmed: "What this thing contains is definitely not a spirit pill, exclude it." ”

As he spoke, he casually pulled the wooden box aside, and helped Dong Yiyi open them one by one in the many glass bottles, and put his nose to the mouth of the bottle to smell it.

The elixir refined by Jiang Su always has a bamboo fragrance, which is clear and faint, and it can hardly be smelled if you don't smell it carefully.

These "old customers" always ate the spirit storage pill she refined, and finally found that this spirit storage pill was actually the strongest bamboo fragrance among the many pills Jiang Su shot, and they sweated together after a bunch of sword cultivators and even compared with each other whose spirit storage pill was the most fragrant.

They suspected that Jiang Su had added spiritual bamboo to it.

Otherwise, what did she do when she planted a large piece of precious spiritual bamboo in the back mountain, the little junior sister is kind-hearted and bodhisattva-hearted, it must be for the benefit of us, and it will be added to the cheapest spiritual elixir!

Shen Yunyang also believes so!

But Jiang Su usually doesn't have to smell when looking for pills. She has an extraordinary ability in this kind of medical practice.

It is to be able to accurately classify and distinguish which color contains which medicine in crimson, magenta, pink, begonia red, silver red, vermilion, jujube red, and red.

This is also why, every time Jiang Su can glance at a pile of red and blue glass bottles, he can know which incense to use and what poison to use.

They haven't realized this yet, and they always think that others are too stupid to have long eyes, and they have told them the color and the name of the medicine, and they can't find which one is which.

Sometimes they felt that the monks next to them were illiterate.

Dong leaned on the ground and sat on the ground, putting his legs under the neck of the little junior sister and letting her pill her thighs.

Immediately afterwards, he was busy with Shen Yunyang, overwhelmed...... Smell.

Yes, she couldn't tell the difference.

After five breaths.

A monk, also dressed in green clothes, edged his sword in the sky above several people, and instantly landed beside them. Later, one after another, like dumplings, a bunch of monks, large and small, including men and women.

The city gate was bustling with activity in an instant.

"Eh, this is the red cloud, it's really only in the middle capital." The green-clothed monk looked at it.

"The emperor of this Jing Dynasty doesn't want to do it, right? The few old immortal things around him didn't want to get better either. An old man with a long, thick white beard drooping from the ground said.

"Shhhh This is a gray-haired old man with slightly white sideburns, deep peach blossom lines at the end of his eyes, and still handsome appearance.

He shook the folding fan in his hand, and his demeanor was not inferior to that of the young talents of the time.

Gu Chentong is the one in Tsing Yi, and he is also the highest cultivator among the three elders of the Ten Directions Gate this time, and he has already entered the early stage of transforming into a god.

is Elder Jianfeng, it is the Uncle Gu that Dong Yiyi and the others said.

Three years ago, in order to deal with the thunder tribulation of the God Transformation Period, this Senior Uncle Gu mistakenly used an elixir bought from the Northern Regions, and after being promoted, he went into retreat and cultivated.

Three years is not a long time, and the consequence of his promotion and taking the pill by mistake is that he will become a child from time to time.

In addition, he was originally a genius among the Tianzhong geniuses in the dusty generation, and at a young age, it only took seventy years to become a monk in the Transformation Period, and he became famous. Therefore, whenever he got sick, the disciples in the Shifang Sect liked to call him Uncle Xiaoshi.

Today, he came to Zhongdu to deal with major matters related to demon cultivation, and he had to discuss with many old monsters of the sect, so he took the pill that Jiang Shui Liu gave him in advance to avoid suddenly becoming a child.

At this time, he walked towards Dong Yiyi and the others with great momentum. Tsing Yi, who has no accessories, shows the heirloom quality of his sword cultivation, "Poor." ”