It took a long time for Wang Zhi to get out of the joy of a breakthrough in cultivation.

The second layer of gas refining!

It's still exciting to think about!

At this moment, Wang Zhi recalled his experience of doing chores, cultivating, and risking cultivation of unknown magic techniques day and night in the past two months, and these were finally rewarded at this moment.

"Whew!"

Wang Zhi exhaled deeply and began to calm his mood.

After all, I've been through so many things, and it's a bit of a ...... How do you say that?

Oh, the landslide is in front of you and the face does not change!

In short, I should be a bit of a second-layer qi refiner, and I can't shout at everything when I encounter it, cheesy!

Wang Zhi quickly found his new position.

An immortal cultivator at the second level of qi refining, and a cultivation wizard buried in miscellaneous labor......

Thundered!

A purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed into a meadow in front of the Treasure Pavilion, directly splitting the green lawn into a large piece of black coke, and at the same time, raindrops dripping from the sky.

Wang Zhi, who was still self-absorbed in the pavilion just now, was suddenly frightened by this thunder, and he couldn't even maintain his posture when he meditated, and his face turned pale.

This...... It can't be for me, is it?

As Wang Zhi, who had just cultivated the "Demon Dao" method and had broken through a layer of qi refining and cultivation, he had no bottom in his heart at this time.

Could it be that the Heavenly Dao sensed that someone in the Demon Dao had broken through and sent down a thunderstorm?

The king shuddered, and hurried under a table, muttering with a nervous voice.

"Fairy father-in-law, fairy sister, I haven't done anything hurtful! You can't split anyone to me! If you really want to split...... Just help me chop that bastard of Zhao Qian to death!"

Wang Zhi, who had just stepped into the realm of cultivating immortals for less than half a year, didn't know that the place where the aura gathered was frequent, and there were many auspicious clouds, rainbows, and even purple thunder.

And this Treasure Pavilion, although it is in tatters on the surface, is a real place where the aura in this Imperial Sword Sect gathers!

It's like Uncle Jin, who collapsed on the ground and fell asleep, even if the thunder exploded in his ears, he just turned over and continued to sleep.

I'm sure I'm used to this kind of thing.

But Wang Zhi didn't understand, so he stupidly hid in the attic, and didn't dare to poke his head out until it was sunny outside.

"No more thunder?"

Seeing that the sky outside was cloudless, with only a rainbow hanging in the air, Wang Zhi's heart finally fell.

"It's okay...... Not for me. ”

Wang Zhi, who "escaped the catastrophe", was in a good mood, and quickly wiped the mud spots splashed on the door panel because of the rain, probably because Xiuwei had just broken through and was excited, so this time it was quickly cleaned.

Thinking carefully about this breakthrough, Wang Zhi seemed to understand something.

"It seems...... You can use food to increase your cultivation. ”

Thinking of the abnormal changes in his stomach and the refined pure aura, Wang Zhi slowly had a plan.

"As long as you have enough spiritual ingredients, you can rush to the third layer of qi refining in a short period of time!"

Thinking of this, Wang Zhi suddenly remembered something and took out a porcelain vase from his arms.

"Qi Nourishing Pill ......"

Wang Zhi silently read the handwriting on the bottle and slowly uncorked it.

I saw that in the white bottle, there were two cyan pills the size of cat's eyes, and a fragrance permeated the tip of Wang Zhi's nose. Just one breath of it shook the aura in his meridians.

"Two ...... Counting the one you just took, there are three Qi Nourishing Pills in a bottle. It's not enough......"

Wang Zhi weighed the aura he needed to cultivate to the third level of qi refining, this qi cultivation pill, he wanted at least ten bottles!

"Alas, poor!"

Wang Zhi couldn't help but recall that when he was in the village, Mr. Dong often went to Zhang Yuanwai's house to borrow money, even though Zhang Yuanwai generously said that he didn't have to pay it back, and signed the note with a resolute face.

When he returned to his residence, he sighed and said to Wang Zhi: "Alas, as a scholar, I have been worried about this yellow and white thing, and I have become a scholar in vain! Xiao Zhi, you see, I will definitely pass the examination this time! When the time comes, I will be able to repay the money I owe to Zhang Yuanwai!"

However, Wang Zhichang is so old, Mr. Dong rushed to take the exam three times, and failed once......

On the contrary, it is an IOU, and the more you owe, the more you owe!

Once Wang Zhi went to Zhang Yuanwai's house to play, and saw that the stack of paper at the foot of the table at their house seemed to have Mr. Dong's name on it......

Don't mention it, it's all tears!

Mr. Dong's words and deeds have taught Wang the importance of money!

Even if it is in the immortal cultivation realm, it is just that the money is exchanged for spirit stones, it is no different.

Just as important!

But where to get spirit stones?

Wang Zhi squatted on the stone steps in front of the Treasure Pavilion with a sad face, holding his chin, and carefully thinking about earning spirit stones.

At this time, a gentle footstep came from a distance, getting closer and closer, and Wang Zhi couldn't help but look up.

"Huh? It's not ...... The Immortal?"

I saw a fairy surnamed Jane in a plain white fairy robe strolling over, as if his whole body was wrapped in a layer of hazy mist, looming, which could only be viewed from a distance and could not be blasphemed.

Wang Zhi hurriedly got up to greet him, this senior sister's status in the sect is only comparable to a few people, if he accidentally offends this one, he can dig a pit and bury himself, saving other people's hands.

"Miscellaneous disciple Wang Zhi, meet my senior sister. ”

This immortal, who had originally planned to go straight into the Treasure Pavilion, somehow stopped because of Wang Zhi's ordinary greeting.

Looking at the handyman in front of her, Jian Xinyi suddenly remembered his name.

"Wang ...... To?"

"Yes, Senior Sister remembers the name of her disciple, and it is an honor. Hearing this, Wang Zhi raised his head and stopped his waist, but he still couldn't reach the shoulders of this Immortal Senior Sister, so he could only look up at her face.

Jian Xinyi suddenly remembered that two days ago, it was this ordinary handyman who was favored by Elder Wu, and not only was he exempted from responsibility, but also awarded a bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill.

Even this Treasure Pavilion's errand was designated by Elder Wu.

Elder Wu, who had always been indifferent to the affairs of the sect, took care of an unruly handyman like this, which made Jian Xinyi rise up a little curiosity.

"You just broke through the second layer of Qi refining?"

"Senior Sister Hui, yes!"

It's nothing more than that this immortal can see that Wang Zhi has just broken through, and he can't control his own breath freely, and the gap between the two cultivations is too big, so it is normal to be seen at a glance.

Jian Xinyi thought silently in her heart, breaking through the second layer of qi refining so quickly in the miscellaneous servants, this kind of talent can be said to be good. However, if that bottle of Qi Nourishing Pill is included, it can only be regarded as ordinary.

Although it was foreseeable that this miscellaneous servant would be promoted to the outer gate in a year, it could not escape a result that was not seen by everyone.

It seems that there is nothing special about it.

Jian Xinyi retracted her mind and asked, "Is Uncle Jin inside?" I came this time to use a material to strengthen my flying sword, and I need Uncle Jin's help to find it. ”

Hearing this, Wang Zhi hurriedly said, "Uncle Jin is inside, but ...... I haven't washed up yet! I still wait for the disciple to tell me in advance, so as not to make Uncle Jin unkempt and make my senior sister unhappy. ”

"Hmm. ”

It was not the first time that Jian Xinyi had come to this Treasure Pavilion, so she naturally knew how unkempt that Uncle Jin was, and she was naturally not dissatisfied with Wang Zhi's arrangement. However, the reaction of the handyman surprised her, and she could see that she was a well-versed person.

Maybe Elder Wu wanted to recruit a boy to take care of his daily life?

Jian Xinyi thought about it and felt that this possibility was still very high.

After waiting outside the pavilion for a while, the Uncle Jin ran out with a red face, his clothes were disheveled, but he didn't show his breasts bare. After seeing this immortal, he immediately showed a happy expression.

"Senior Nephew Jian is here, come in quickly! What materials do you need this time?" Uncle Jian promises, as long as this Treasure Pavilion has it, I will be able to find it for you right away!"

Jian Xinyi walked into the pavilion and said, "Trouble Uncle Jin, this time I came to find two taels of deep sea sinking silver ......"

When this Uncle Jin heard this, he immediately patted his chest and said, "It's wrapped up in Uncle Shi, it's just that the Hundred Flowers Brewed ...... I said last time."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Jian Xinyi's hand, and a gourd appeared in her hand and handed it to Uncle Jin.

The latter took it tremblingly, his eyes full of excitement, as if this was some peerless treasure.

Opening the cork and taking a deep breath, the burgundy on Uncle Jin's face became even stronger.

"Good wine!

Uncle Jin hurriedly put away the wine gourd, for fear of bumping it, and then said to this immortal.

"Master Jian and nephew really know me, this thing is my heart! Don't worry, the deep sea is sinking silver, right? I remember that there is such a piece on the third floor, it should be enough!"

"Then it's troublesome Uncle Shi. Jian Xinyi nodded and smiled, she often came here and knew that this uncle was a heavy drinker, so she naturally liked it.

At this time, Wang Zhi, who was standing on the side, saw this scene and felt a little familiar for some reason.

"Like...... Mr. Dong sent tea to the housekeeper of Zhang Yuanwai's house, and it feels quite similar!"

Slowly, an idea emerged from Wang Zhi's head, and it became clearer and clearer.

If it can be done, maybe you won't have to worry about the spirit stone in the future!

After this senior sister of the Immortal got the things and left the Treasure Pavilion, Wang Zhi immediately rushed to the front of Uncle Jin, and hurriedly said before he could drink and fall unconscious.

"Uncle Jin, you ...... Want spirit stones?"

"Nonsense, who doesn't want this thing? If I have a spirit stone, am I still worried that I don't have any wine to drink?" Uncle Jin, who just wanted to take out a hundred flowers to brew a drunken Fang Xiu, was interrupted by Wang Zhi like this, and he didn't have a good temperament.

Wang Zhi didn't care about the boredom in Uncle Jin's words at all, and continued.

"Uncle Jin, I suddenly thought of a plan to make a fortune, do you want to hear it?"

"Huh?"

Uncle Jin, who had just handed the gourd to his mouth, suddenly paused, thought for a while, and then said, "Tell me, this is a big plan to make a fortune." I can tell you, there are a number of things in this treasure pavilion, and you can't take them out and sell them!"

As the sole caretaker of the Treasure Pavilion, Uncle Jin naturally knew that he was guarding a treasure house, but he could only look at it, not take it.

In vain!

Wang Zhi naturally knew this, and leaned into Uncle Jin's ear and whispered about his entire plan to make a fortune.

And Uncle Jin's face went from doubt, to joy, and in the end, it was already ecstatic.

"Good boy! When we earn spirit stones, we will be half of us!"

ps: Seeing that Wang Zhi was immersed in endless fantasies, the author's god felt the need to let him understand who was the best. So he raised his hand and lowered a Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to deter Xiaoxiao.

Wang Zhi: Where is the author's old yinbi? Look at the master, I beat him to death with a fist the size of a casserole!

Me: Don't talk about it, I'm going to flash someone. Look at me as light as a swallow......

Syllable!

Wang Zhi: Hmph, light body? Haven't you been caught by me with a brick?

Wang Zhi looked at the unconscious author on the ground, let out a smug laugh, but then turned to the other side.

Wang Zhi: And you! Who else participated in the thunderstorm just now? Stand up, and the master promises not to kill you!

The onlookers looked at the author, who did not know life and death on the ground, and shook their heads in unison.

......