In the place that the group is looking for, there are a few dilapidated houses on the side of the mountain, and everyone can stay by repairing them casually. It's easy for the Yuanying monk to do this.

Not far away, there is a small lake formed by flowing water, which is now cold, but clean, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

Although there is a heavenly guardian on his head, it is tall, above the clouds. Most people don't feel it.

A flat area by the lake, where a group of people dozens or hundreds of years old play in the mud.

Jin Jiawen looked like she was forty or fifty years old, and she also wanted to eat Zhuyan Dan, but the young sect master didn't. The young sect master didn't dare to stay at the age of three, and there was a problem at first glance. Anyway, Jin Jiawen is an elder compared to the young sect master, so it's okay for everyone to be like this.

It's all the fault of Yan Dan. Look, a person in his hundred years old looks like a twenty-year-old, which is weird compared to a girl like Yan Xiao.

Yong Mi was a little angry, and said generously: "Wouldn't it be bullying you to fight with you." ”

Jin Jiawen threw a talisman casually.

Yong Mi was idle, calmly taking out a small shield to block it.

The crowd saw that she had been blown up. Staying away from the point does not affect the construction of the city here.

Jin Jiawen threw the talisman again.

Ji Meiyin looked at it, Yong Mi should be able to stop for a while. She asked Jin Jiawen curiously, "How many talismans do you have?" ”

Jin Jiawen responded politely: "We don't sell talismans, we usually do other things, and we save some casually." ”

But there are also quite a few over the decades. Everyone is working hard, no one is idle.

Another nun said, "You don't seem to use the same talisman. ”

Jin Jiawen responded: "The young sect master asked us to find the way we liked. It is necessary to save the aura and exert its power. Fu cultivation should last longer, and the physique should not be bad. That's why we're tossing around. ”

Everyone saw her as modest. Everyone continued to build the city and chatted at the same time.

Sun Wei is a core member of the younger generation of Wanbao Commercial Bank, and he is also an authentic Fu Xiu, looking at Jin Jiawen's talisman, he shouted excitedly: "Can the King Kong talisman be drawn like this?" ”

Jin Jiawen was still honestly building the city, and said: "The young sect master painted it like this, and the effect is good. You can try. ”

Sun Wei didn't dislike her for being a low cultivator, and it wasn't because of the name of the young sect master, it was purely because of the talisman. Try it, take a pen and paper and draw by the lake. The first time failed, the second failed.

Jin Jiawen understood at a glance, and pointed unhurriedly: "You should be more mellow in your transformation." ”

Sun Wei quickly calmed down. This strange vajra talisman starts from the wood spirit root, turns to fire, and finally to earth. It's not complicated, it's a little simpler than others, but the effect is at least twice as strong! Sun Wei drew it and looked at it carefully. Wood has a business, improve the ability to sustain, and wood also has soft attributes, making the charm more flexible. Fire is naturally earth.

This talisman made Sun Wei open a door and have an epiphany.

Chen Zejun was very calm.

Jin Jiawen was also calm. Most of the guests who came were relatively good, and they didn't bring bad students to visit. The talent is so good, if you can't have an epiphany, then you have to suspect that you are following the ancestor. If you can't have an epiphany when you come to Xiyue Sect, it's not that you suspect that you've lost your name, but that you suspect that it's an evil cultivator, it's so serious.

Others continue to build cities, anyway, it's a game, and they don't care about one less person.

Several sword cultivators and Chen Zejun discussed.

Chen Zejun is generous, just say what he can say.

A sword cultivator ran away, took the sword and began to practice, and he realized it.

Even Yang Shu understood. Although there are not many swordsmanship in Xiyue Sect, she is not rare, and it is still the way after practicing the basic swordsmanship.

Ji Meiyin was surprised: "You guys are a little strange. ”

Yang Shu said with a smile: "The young sect master said that he was poor and happy. And poor and generous. ”

Yang Shu can also sing a few strange words: "This life is short and tired, and there is wine today and drunk today." In order not to cry and laugh out loud, in order not to annoy loudly. Little people, the wind and water are thriving, and they love poverty and happiness every day. The soul of the free, fake and not serious, hehehehaha, we are poor and happy. ”

Ji Meiyin sounds strange enough, but it's quite cheerful. There are some things that you can think about a little less and be happy.

Qu Lu is in the noon group, and Tu Pan and Qiang Zundao are also in this group. Everybody get ready to make a big one!

Everyone is about two feet square, and on one side is a very high mountain, which is not difficult to pinch, anyway, it is playing with mud.

When the mountain is bigger, there are more famous halls. There are caves, restaurants, and auction houses on the mountain. There are simple and extremely luxurious. Even if it's pinched in the soil, it's just a few more pinchs.

Tu Pan and Qiang Zundao refiners all came in handy.

There is a street in this city where you can buy the spoils of the demon, such as furs, etc., which is particularly atmospheric; There is a street where things are sold, and all kinds of things are brought out of the secret realm.

Everyone used clay to deceive people and pinch them to the point of addiction. Especially this is a small one, which is more interesting and can be played casually.

Tu Pan pinched a short sword and showed it to everyone: "How is it?" ”

Qu Lu held a pot wrapped in mud for everyone to see.

It's so similar! Qiang Zundao asked, "Have you paid or bought it?" ”

Qu Lu said with a smile as he put it down the street: "I found it in the soil." ”

Qiang Zundao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took it back from the stall to take a closer look.

Several teammates were surprised: "This is not true, is it?" ”

Tu Pan said: "I can't say. We picked up things quite a few times. "Although it is usually picked up for the young sect master.

Qiang Zundao carefully removed the mud outside, revealing a small pot inside, black like a toy.

Qu Lu took it and looked at it again, and said in surprise: "Isn't it?" What can be loaded with such a small one? ”

It feels a bit like it, but maybe it's a toy. Although the spirit weapon can also be small but has a large capacity, it must also be considered to be easy to hold and will not be too small. It's about the same as a finger, the workmanship is exquisite, and it has ears, like it was custom-made for a city-building game.

Tu Pan felt: "To be on the safe side, let's ask the young sect master to find the ancestor to see, right?" ”

The great-ancestor of the curved road is Shaoyuan Daozun, and he may also be able to see it.

A few people put Jiancheng down and took a small pot like a child to find the young sect master.

Long Panxi is forming a panel of judges. There are a lot of exercises and spells handed over one after another, although there is a mentality of playing, but the judges can't play, they must be serious and responsible. The judges can't be single, they can't just look for the ancestor, is the ancestor annoying?

It's not easy for Tu Pan and the others to find the ancestor, so let's find the young sect master.

Qu Lu looked at it, the small pot was placed in the young sect master's small hand, not to play, but to make the young sect master's hand dirty?

Long Panxi didn't care, but was extremely shocked, looking at the winding road, this luck is really amazing!

The beautiful Daozun drank a lot of wine and ate a lot of chicken legs, came to take a look, and said in surprise: "Immortal pot? ”

She tried to open a crack, and the thick aroma wafted from it, and she almost got drunk, and hurriedly closed it.

Zhirou Ancestor was attracted and let her take a look.

Roulu Daozun gave her the small pot.

Zhirou Ancestor controlled it and opened the small pot, but still couldn't control the aroma.

Roulu Daozun was close and drunk on the spot.

The winding road is a little far away, and he is still drunk.

Long Panxi staggered, as if he was unwilling to see it.

(End of chapter)