Poor streets and alleys, moss green and bluestone streets.

The smoke rises into the air, and disappears into the invisible light under the bright light.

Su Xian promised to invite An Ruosu to a meal at noon, but he didn't expect An Ruosu to take him to a very inconspicuous remote alley, which is more like a slum, with white walls and gray tiles, people are silent, and there are passers-by sporadically, all of whom are people with earth-colored faces, obviously the kind of poor people who are not very happy.

As it gradually deepened, there was finally a signboard in the alley, which was replaced by a tasteless shop.

Life is boring, life is tasteless.

In this deep alley, coupled with the poor countryside, the business of the tasteless store is depressed, the ordinary plaque has the traces of mottled years, dilapidated and simple, there are two tables and chairs randomly placed in the store, the space is small, only 30 square meters, the store is stacked with stone bricks, potholes, at a glance, you know that few people usually come here.

At the door of the shop sat an old man with sparse and pale hair, his body was rickety, his skin was like dead wood, and his body exuded a faint death air, like a man half-cut into the earth.

"Grandpa, ask for a rice cake and clear water noodles. ”

Since seeing the old man from afar, the corners of An Ruosu's mouth set off a playful arc, as if she had seen a long-lost relative, her eyes fluttered, and her heart throbbed.

"It turned out to be Ruosu! Hey, I didn't expect you to come back to visit me, an old man, wait, wait, I'll do it for you." What do you want, this young man?"

The old man and An Ruosu are familiar with each other, but Su Xian is the first time he has seen him.

"Same with her. "Su Xian is not picky either.

Hearing this, the old man smiled, his eyes were wrinkled, and his dry facial skin was pulled together, but there was no kindness.

Then, Su Xian and An Ruosu chose one of the tables and chairs and sat down.

Bang Bang!

Being in a secluded alley, appreciating the customs of this place, although it is deserted, except for the sound of pots and pans, the whole world is quiet.

It's a tranquility that goes deep into the soul.

"I thought I was going out for a big meal, but I didn't expect you to bring me here. It fits your temperament very well. Su Xian was not restrained and shy, and as soon as he sat down, he smiled.

An Ruosu looked around, as if observing how the store had changed recently, and said, "It's good that Childe doesn't dislike it." This shop is the cheapest store in Aragari City, and I haven't tasted rice cakes for half a month. ”

"Hmm. ”

Su Xian nodded, and then fell silent.

In the world of cultivation, the competition is cruel, and cultivators are like carps crossing the river to cross the reckless river, chasing the other side to embark on the peak of the cultivation path.

This scenery and characters made Su Xian close his eyes and feel for a long time, and it was not until a minute later that he opened his eyes leisurely.

The practice of entering the WTO is really wonderful!

An Ruosu didn't bother Su Xian, but seeing that the latter seemed to have an understanding, she looked into her eyes and said, "So far, in my life, I have met two women that I will never forget. One is called Yue Jinse, and the other is called An Ruosu. The moon brocade represents the pinnacle, like an endless path of cultivation, leading me to chase it, and An Ruosu is quiet and picturesque, like a small bridge and flowing water, calling me to stop and rest. ”

As soon as the voice sounded, An Ruosu was stunned, this was the second time she heard the name Yue Jinse, the first time she heard it when Ye Zhiqiu was talking about Su Xian's second life, in addition to curiosity, she was also a little shy, just because Su Xian's last words made her cheeks red, and she felt that Su Xian was exaggerating.

"In the first part of my life, I chose to give up cultivation. In the second part of my life, I chose to chase the top. When I gain something, I am destined to lose something. Now, you say, what should I do?"

While cultivating in the past few days, Su Xian thought about where he would go in the future for a long time.

Su Xian had to admit that some people may have their own unique charm, that kind of magnet-like attraction, the more he thought about it, the deeper he became, in the past two days, Su Xian kept thinking about his relationship with An Ruosu, but as soon as he thought about it, he found that he had fallen into it, and it was difficult to extricate himself.

If one day, someone suddenly tells you that you and someone are a lifelong couple, and they also tell you a lingering and sad story, Rao is Su Xian can't help but think about it no matter how much he stops his heart.

Past life, this life.

The more Su Hyun resisted, the closer he found himself.

This feeling is very similar to a poem called "A Thousand and One Mirrors".

The more I escaped, the closer I got to you.

The more I turned my face, the more I saw you.

I am an island, in the waters of lovesickness.

On all sides, cut off my way to you.

A thousand and one mirrors reflect your face.

I start with you and I end with you.

......

If he thought about it again, Su Xian was about to hold back his demons, so he simply picked up with An Ruosu today, and wanted to refer to her thoughts.

And An Ruosu was suddenly asked by Su Xian.

After being stunned for a moment, An Ruosu finally sorted out the wording, brushed a strand of hanging green silk to the root of her ear, and said clearly: "Childe, Ruosu was born a mortal and knows that he is a layman, even if there is the foreshadowing of those two stories, Ruosu does not feel that he is a person who can be loved by Gongzi." Childe's future is at the pinnacle of this world, if I delay Childe's great future because of me, then Ruosu will inevitably apologize for the rest of his life. ”

An Ruosu is not a selfish person, and she is also afraid that she will be caught in this emotional whirlpool, so she wants to cut off the love thread as soon as possible before everything happens, and give Su Xian a bright future.

This answer is decent, in short, it is to let Su Xian chase the peak that belongs to him, and Su Xian is just a distant passerby in her life.

Hearing this answer, Su Xian was stunned, but he laughed dumbly and sneered, "Is this your true thought?"

Su Xian's heart trembled a little when he was stared at, but in the end, An Ruosu nodded stubbornly.

Although Jun is intentional, Nai is ruthless.

Touching the ash of his nose, Su Xian also came to his senses for a long time, nodded and said, "When the time comes, I will leave this place." ”

It's kind of an agreement.

For some reason, when she heard Su Xian's resolute and blunt words, An Ruosu's nose was sore, her heart ached like a knife, she wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound, and her tears blurred the world in front of her, but she was finally squeezed back, and it was difficult to fall for a long time.

An Ruosu suddenly felt that it was not only Su Xian, but also herself who had fallen into this fertile soil of emotion.

But she can't speak, she can't keep it, she can't be the fetters of his life anymore, she has to let go of her hand, she has to stand in that lonely and deserted corner, and she has to watch him leave, until his back disappears in the sky, dimmed in his mind.

The two of them will eventually be separated by a city, then a mountain, then countless continents, and finally a dream.

In the store, both of them were silent.

Just when the atmosphere fell into silence, rice cakes and Shimizu noodles came.

Because the two of them have their own hearts, the soft and glutinous sweet rice cakes have lost their original taste, and even the plain and ordinary clear water noodles have been eaten a little salty.

After about a stick of incense, the two of them finished the lunch full of emotional entanglements, Su Xian handed the old man a low-grade demon stone, and calmed his excited emotions, the two of them got out of this alley, returned to the road side by side, and under the guidance of An Ruosu, walked towards the medicine shop market centered on the fourth-order Medicine Emperor Building.

When he came to a pharmacy, Su Xian said directly: "Pick the dead branches from the decaying wood for thousands of years, give me 100,000 roots." ”

"I'm sorry, this boy, the stock of the small shop is only 9,000!"

This induces dead branches, which can barely be regarded as a first-order medicinal material, but the effect is barren, and there is almost no pill to use, so the inventory in the pharmacy is very small.

"Let's start with nine thousand. How many demon stones?" Su Xian frowned slightly, and then he was relieved, looking at the crowded pharmacy market, it was a big deal to sweep away all the inducing dead branches in the pharmacy.

For such a big customer, the shopkeeper didn't dare to slack off, and said hurriedly: "Childe, a dry branch is considered a low-grade demon stone, and nine thousand roots are ......."

Before the shopkeeper could finish speaking, Su Xian threw away a medium-grade demon stone, and then said: "Blood primer, corpse poison clover, sticky blood glue, bring as much stock as you want." ”

These three things are not required much, only 10,000 copies are enough, but in addition to the blood glue is a second-order medicinal material, the blood primer and the corpse poison clover can support the third-order things, and the price is not expensive, and this small pharmacy is estimated to not have many goods.

Su Xian really wanted to ask, what about the common medicinal materials that he said?

If you really want to buy so many things, especially the blood primer and the corpse poison clover, this is definitely the rhythm of emptying his money bag!

Previously, after killing Mao Qitian and Wu Ya, Su Xian picked up their high-grade storage bags, and he also harvested more than a hundred high-grade demon stones, and other things were not worth mentioning at all.

Even if there are more than 9,000 high-grade demon stones, they can't withstand such consumption!

Buying medicinal materials for alchemy is an act of burning money, and the value of the pill is invaluable, so the price of the ensuing medicinal materials will also skyrocket.

How else to say that the alchemist is very noble?

Respect in status, you are at home!

If it weren't for the fact that Su Xian had obtained a fourth-order essence blood dispersion passed down by Ji Fushi in his mind, he would never have done such a ridiculous act.

Back then, Ji Fushi's popularity was extremely poor, he was hunted down and killed all day long, he couldn't ask for a fourth-order essence blood pill even if he had money, and he was suffering from not being able to refine the pill, so in a hurry, he went against the grain and researched this rare fourth-order essence blood powder, which was also one of his top creations as a blood path giant, not only the cost was low, but the effect was only weaker than the fourth-order essence blood pill.

In addition, Ji Fushi is very picky, belonging to the kind of iron rooster that does not pull out a hair, even if it is placed in the Great Demon Era, there are no more than three people who know the formula of the fourth-order essence blood dispersion, as for whether it has been handed down, it is obvious, even if it has been handed down, it is regarded as a treasure, and there is no sign of public sharing at all.

Seeing that Su Xian's hand was so generous, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy was about to laugh, and hurriedly asked his men to prepare, and the efficiency was also very high, but in five minutes, he packed all the things that Su Xian needed and put them in a low-level storage bag, there were seven hundred copies of blood glue in this store, but the blood primer and corpse poison clover were not more than a hundred, and it was still far from the goal that Su Xian needed.

After calculating the price, after deducting the odds, you still need a hundred high-grade demon stones.

Su Xian's heart was dripping with blood, but he still obeyed the rules, put those storage bags into the storage ring, and then walked to the next pharmacy.

The demon stones spent in this moment were worth two days of Su Xian's cultivation.

After an hour of shopping, An Ruosu was already used to being numb to Su Xian's abundant wealth, and more than 9,000 high-grade demon stones were rushing out like flowing water, how many books could this buy?

However, An Ruosu only dared to think about it, and did not expect extravagance, after all, it was Su Xian's money, not hers.

Including the Medicine Emperor Building, Su Xian had already swept away the four things he wanted, and now the 100,000 inducing dry branches had arrived, and there were 10,000 copies of the blood glue, but the blood primer and the corpse poison clover only reached 5,000 each, according to Ji Ukiyo, so that only five copies of the fourth-order essence blood scatter could be made.

"Five parts are five parts! Damn, I have more than 800 high-grade demon stones left in my pocket, and when I first got a piece of hard spirit jade, I thought I could not work for several years!"

Su Xian wanted to cry without tears.

Using the highest third-order things to make a fourth-order rare thing can only be imagined by Ji Fushi.

A piece of essence blood powder, which is comparable to the fourth-order essence blood pill, is generally a rare treasure for the demon king, at least worth ten hard demon jade, that is, 100,000 high-grade demon stones.

As long as one copy is made, Su Xianyi resells it, isn't that beautiful?

Thinking of this, Su Xian felt a little comforted, and vaguely saw the dawn of Qiantu.

"I just said that the medicinal herbs are enough, and you haven't gotten those three kinds of beast blood yet!" Ji Fushi reminded with good words.

Burst!

As it turns out, you survived one darkness, and before the light came, the next darkness came unexpectedly.

......