Ji Liwei walked very simply, did not try to pretentiously promise to meet and repay in the future, nor did he pretend to be very sad, but just took the messenger of the two of them, and then waved to them, and happily ran towards the future.

Fu Yi and Zhong Yun didn't stop any longer, and set off for Aquarius Village again.

Along the way, Fu Yi was secretly thinking about the twin souls, and the more she pondered, the more she felt that the realm limited her imagination.

Why do they have to occupy their sister's physical body? My sister is now thirty out of twenty, and she can only be able to advance to the seventh level of qi refining, her qualifications are really not good, what is there to attract the two souls?

Fu Yi clearly remembered that the strange soul said that she was not calm but determined when she said that she was not a fake, and that she was not at all fake, and that she had the same serious look when she claimed to flick her sleeves.

This makes the clothes very confusing, could it be that there is just another woman named Fusleeves in this world, who happened to fall into Weiyun Island after the fall, and just happened to crash into her sister's body?

What about the other soul? And where did the power to repair my sister's body gush from? Not to mention the disappearance of the "Sleeve Brush" without warning, it was really strange to the extreme.

Fuyi allowed herself to immerse herself in a chaotic mind, so as not to think of her sister again, and to remember the regret of not being able to bring her home.

"Fuyi, is there a small market ahead?" Zhong Yun has been quiet these days, wanting to leave some time for Fuyi to meditate, until his divine sense vaguely detected that someone was gathering three miles away, and he couldn't help but ask.

Fu Yi gathered his sense and swept into the distance, nodded and said, "Yes, let's go around." ”

Zhong Yun thought that they should make a low-key detour now, but she was a little puzzled when she heard the words. "The small market is not much better, and it is not convenient for you to sell what you have here. And shouldn't we be two honest people now?"

Fuyi looked calm, walked forward without hurrying, and responded: "We are not going to the small market, but to inquire about the news." Besides, it's true that we provoked Jia Qiancheng, but we can't be like thieves. ”

"Why?" Zhong Yun had read "The Self-cultivation of Low-level Monks" before going out, and it was clearly recorded on this jade slip that if he accidentally made a feud with a high-level monk, he had to change his face or hide in Tibet, until his cultivation was high enough to compete with the other party, and then rushed up to kill the entire family.

She felt that the first half was very reasonable, and she planned to do it, as for the extermination of the family or something, it must have passed, but what Fu Yi said was completely different from what she said on the jade slip.

"First, it is not conducive to the development of the state of mind. Hiding or changing one's face is not what the monk wants, what the monk pursues is the path of freedom, and long-term suppression will only form the mentality of hiding when something happens, and besides, what is the point of cultivating if you don't live freely and comfortably?"

Fuyi cleared his throat, and then said: "Of course, if the person you provoke is too powerful, then it should be the first to exist." ”

Zhong Yun: "......" She was a little unsure if she still wanted to hear the "second".

Whether she wanted to hear it or not, she still explained it to herself.

"Second, it's actually because Jia Qiancheng's attitude is too cautious, and he obviously wants to hide this matter from the outside world, and the most important thing is to hide the existence of 'brushing sleeves'. So as long as he leaves Weiyun Island, he doesn't dare to make a big splash, in case he is known by the demon lord or high-level demon cultivator, where can he still take advantage?"

Tracking Ji Liwei can also use reasons such as violating the rules of the island and the store, and the two of them have to be worried.

Just like Song Hongyuan and the others who met in Jinghu, they would rather take the risk of exchanging information with conditions than forcibly subdue them by force.

Mirror Lake does not belong to Weiyun Island, there are two major demon beast groups across the white velvet grassland, if the fluctuation of the fighting method attracts the beast king, the matter on Weiyun Island will not be hidden.

"In the Dragon Binding Domain, there is a strange tacit understanding between human cultivation and human cultivation. When such a thing happens, whether it is friend or foe, human cultivation will do his best to conceal the demon beast side. Even those monks who witnessed the 'Sleeve Flicker' going crazy on Weiyun Island would not mention it in front of the demon beasts. ”

Jia Qiancheng said nothing about Weiyun Island, he could only be a low-key person when he left the island, and all the monks under him who built the foundation were seriously injured by the "brushing of their sleeves", and they would not be sent out in a short time.

"What's more, we have a seventh-level gas refining and a ninth-level qi refining team, so that an internal security manager like Song Hongyuan can afford us. But in fact, we will only win against Song Hongyuan, not lose. ”

Even if there is a brief fight with Jinghu, Song Hongyuan will never truthfully admit his defeat, at most he thinks that it is a momentary underestimation of the enemy that leads to injury.

"After he goes back to his life, he will definitely go out of the island again to search for our whereabouts, and he and the Qi refining guards of Weiyun Mountain Villa are not enough to scare me into hiding in Tibet and not daring to show my face. ”

Seeing Zhong Yun's expression of understanding, Fuyi suddenly smiled and said, "Don't worry about it now, right?" I once heard people say, 'As long as you are careful enough, it's okay to be a little bold', so let's go forward boldly and carefully." ”

This is what his friend Qi Yu often said in his previous life, he always does not follow the normal process of alchemy, and loves to create some strange pill recipes, and he is terrified every time he bumps into it, for fear that he will not run fast enough when he fries the oven.

Whenever she dissuaded, Qi Yu would say this sentence seriously, and to her surprise, no matter how dangerous his creation looked, he really didn't blow up the furnace, but instead obtained a lot of novel and useful elixirs.

Slowly, she understood a little, and prudence may bring safety, but it will never bring surprises and gains.

The two of them quickened their pace to the small market, and when they crossed the barrier, they felt the familiar excitement again, this time Zhong Yun no longer had expectations, but just watched and listened to all directions, vowing to be truly bold and careful.

In contrast, he was much more comfortable in brushing his clothes, pretending to buy materials all the way, squatting in front of the stall to pick and choose, and listening to what the monks in the neighborhood were chatting about.

"I said do you want to buy it?" The stall owner saw that she had been squatting for a long time without speaking, and was a little impatient.

"Uh, how do you sell this wolf horn?" Fu Yi heard someone in the distance say that the demon lord of the Seven Star Mountain Range Linglong had been killed, and was about to listen for a while when he was interrupted by the stall owner, so he hurriedly regained his attention and listened.

"One price, one hundred and fifty spirit stones, I won't sell one less. The stall owner glanced at her, and she was very imposing.

Fu Yi overheard the discussion in the distance and said, "I'm shy in my pocket, I'm sorry." After she finished speaking, she stood up and pulled Zhong Yun, who was still observing her surroundings, to continue walking.

"Hey, what do you think of fifty spirit stones?" The stall owner didn't expect her to even talk about the price, could it be that she didn't understand the routine, didn't know how to kill half of the bargain first, and then negotiate a number that was satisfactory to both parties for a long time?

"Isn't it true that Daoyou doesn't sell a single one?" Zhong Yun just heard it clearly, and thought that this stall owner is really principled, how could he change his hexagram in a blink of an eye? It's really a small market routine, who takes who seriously......

"Aren't I missing a hundred?" said the stall owner, who was not upright but also strong.

Fu Yi wanted to hear more, but the monks had already walked away, and her divine sense could not follow through the crowd unscrupulously, so she hurriedly grabbed Zhong Yun and left the stall.