"The thunder charm is strong and the blue fairy grass builds the foundation into a ......"

Jun Cha walked on the road in the city, and the small stalls and vendors on both sides shouted their goods.

The longer he stayed in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the more Jun Cha could feel that the difference between a monk and a mortal was only in strength and insight.

Just like setting up a stall, a mortal setting up a stall is to shout to attract customers, and a monk is setting up a stall to attract the attention of others.

The previous understanding of the immortal cultivation world was always limited to the description in the novels of the previous life, what to say about putting a piece of cloth, putting a few goods, closing your eyes and recuperating, and having your own fate.

That's a fool who doesn't care about the spirit stone, and those who care about the spirit stone are all desperate to shout and attract customers.

No one came to see first, how could there be a possibility of spirit stones coming in. Sometimes the aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys.

If you really close your eyes and wait for customers to come to your door like a peerless master, I am afraid that there will not be one in a day, and the fees paid for setting up a stall in the city will cost you a person in a few months.

This time, Juncha left the sect in order to accumulate experience and lay the foundation for building a foundation in the future.

I still remember what the master said when he asked the Xuzong after he recovered from his injury.

"It's so useless, I didn't even look at the special place of the peerless good spirit weapon I gave, go out for a walk, don't come back without building a foundation. ”

His master was still entangled in the fact that he looked down on the spiritual weapon he gave.

In fact, Jun Cha later studied the spiritual weapon given by the master, and it was a low-level spiritual weapon, and the only special thing was that it was inlaid with a stone.

Panshi has a very strong defense, and it can be said that the spirit weapon attack given by the master is not good, but it is definitely a solid turtle shell, which is difficult to break.

According to Jun Cha's understanding, this spiritual weapon was personally refined by Gu Li Daojun when he was learning refining weapons from Huotian Daojun.

I wanted to refine it into an extremely strong defensive and offensive integrated spirit weapon, but in the end, I created such a thing, and at that time, Huotian Daojun also fiercely laughed at Gu Li Daojun for refining a pot lid.

Gave a review.

A pair of sword-wielding hands pick up a sledgehammer, it's just different.

Jun Cha originally planned to go all the way north to the Extremely Cold Ice Plain to find some Dao orchids for the green lotus in his body.

Since the Qinglian Secret Realm, the Qinglian in his body has been in a withered state, and it doesn't seem to be in good spirits.

Even in his own body, which is full of life, it does not get better.

What Jun Cha didn't know was that the green lotus in his body was still a young green lotus when he recognized the lord.

In the secret realm, helping Jun Cha trapped the evil qi in the body, and was sacrificed to eliminate the evil qi, which was unbearable for a while, and hurt a little bit.

The Dao orchid that grows in the extremely cold ice field contains the cleanest breath of the ice field, and it is the best to supply Qinglian with these breaths mixed with ice spiritual power into mild medicinal power.

The city where Juncha settled today is a small city under the Qianwu Sect, called the City That Never Sleeps.

Entering an inn, Juncha asked for a room.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, a group of people dressed in the costumes of the disciples of the Thousand Wu Sect came in.

The leader didn't know what he whispered to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper handed him a storage bag, and then went out with a huge group of people.

"Ha, you're all right, it's just that the Qianwu Sect has sent someone to collect taxes. ”

The shopkeeper snorted a haha.

Jun Cha didn't look much, raised his legs and went upstairs step by step to find his room.

In the evening, Jun Cha stopped meditating and went downstairs to ask the shopkeeper that the store in the sleepless city received the price of the talisman was more reasonable.

After coming out of the Asking Void Sect, Jun Cha would draw a few talismans in the place where he stayed, and when he arrived in the city that never sleeped, he had already filled a whole storage bag.

At present, Fu Zhengjun tea below the second grade can be said to be very skillful, and it can be drawn even with your eyes closed.

Coming to the knowledge pavilion introduced by the shopkeeper, Jun Cha originally planned to exchange a part of the spirit runes for higher-grade runes, and some of them were directly exchanged for spirit stones.

As a result, the talisman full of storage bags made by himself was not enough to exchange for a few four-rank talismans, and he had to paste the spirit stone upside down.

After handing over a part of the spirit stones, Jun Cha chose a few five-grade talismans and four-pin talismans, plus a six-pin talisman that he bought with pain.

If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, with a high-level talisman, at least the way to the extremely cold ice field is somewhat guaranteed.

The power of a six-rank talisman is equivalent to a blow from a monk in the middle and late stages of Jindan.

It's enough for me now.

Plus some small spells in the jade slip of the Ibo storage bracelet, it was enough to escape for your life.

As soon as he stepped out of the Know-how Pavilion, a familiar figure rushed into Jun Cha's eyes.

Hwa?!

I saw Ah Hua being pushed and insulted in the corner by a group of disciples of the Qianwu Sect.

The spirit beast on the side, Xiao Bai, grinned and warned the group, but Ah Hua himself was indifferent, sitting on the ground like a wooden man, his eyes empty.

A gorgeous costume stained with dust and stains.

The person who took the lead saw that he had scolded enough, but Ah Hua was indifferent and bored, so he left with a group of people.

A pair of cyan cloth shoes appeared in Ah Hua's eyes.

Xiao Bai saw that he was a poor egg who was smashed by himself in Jingshui Peak before, so he didn't look very fierce and took his sharp teeth back.

"Senior Sister Ah Hua. ”

Juncha helped Ah Hua up and patted the dust on her costume.

Jun Cha didn't drive away the people who insulted Ah Hua in the first place, after all, he generally wouldn't take action if he didn't know something, so as not to please both sides when he got it, and in the end he became a villain.

And with Ah Hua's strength, it was enough to deal with that group of people.

Ah Hua still looks like a wooden man, with empty eyes.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Juncha was thinking about whether to take her back to the inn.

Suddenly, Ah Hua hugged Jun Cha and cried.

"Mother, Ahua is not a play, and mother is not a play. ”

In an instant, Juncha was embarrassed, she was still a big girl with yellow flowers, and she was suddenly hugged and shouted to her mother, she was still a senior sister older than herself.

Jun Cha regretted a little why he didn't go directly.

Juncha found an inn and asked Ah Hua for a room, and Xiaobai followed behind him with a disgusted face.

After paying for one night's spirit stones, he planned to go back to his inn.

Along the way, Jun Cha was thinking about Ah Hua.

Ah Hua's way is different from anyone else, and even her way is unique.

A unique path is the most difficult to walk, after all, there is no one before and no one after you, only yourself.

Even the immortal cultivation world is not very tolerant of Ah Hua's drama, otherwise there would not be the group of people who insulted Ah Hua's drama just now.

Ah Hua has no shortage of talent and understanding, but what is lacking is the understanding and tolerance of her Tao in this world.

Maybe he is asking about the madness of Xuzong Ahua, who likes to sing big operas, is disguising himself.

Like an awkward child, desperate to let others know how precious a treasure he has.

Sure enough, the heavens will descend on the Si people, and they must first suffer their minds, starve their muscles and bones, and work their bodies and skin.

As for why Ah Hua didn't resist, it was Ah Hua's business, and he didn't need to take care of it, after all, he was just a fellow disciple of Ah Hua, and he wasn't even a friend.