Holding the mentality that the fertile water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, Hu Qingyi led Wei Qiqi to the shop opened in the Shanze Palace, a three-door shop, and the plaque under the eaves reads "Shanze is as one", the strokes are fat, childish, and self-contained.

There were also loose cultivators who said nothing, laughing at the four words that were written by children, Hu Qingyi was afraid that he would say the wrong thing, so he preemptively said: "Shan Ze is as one, this is what I personally mentioned by the master of Peng Hall of Shanze Palace." ”

Wei Qiqi nodded, and stepped into the kitchen, the layout was no different from ordinary shops, except that the shopkeeper was replaced by the doorman of Shanze Palace, which was a little less kind and a little more reserved.

Standing behind the counter is Hu Qingyi's senior brother Pu Shiru, about forty years old, with a Chinese face, two thick eyebrows, and a red mole in the center of the eyebrows. The person Pu Shiru greeted was a big fat man, with a visual inspection of more than three hundred catties, three layers of flesh on the back of his neck, his robe was tightly wrapped around his body, he held an ancient jade in his hand, and asked in a low voice.

Wei Qiqi turned his head sideways and asked Hu Qingyi: "That is ......?"

Hu Qingyi said: "It's Senior Brother Cheng of the Wind and Thunder Palace." She pointed to the corner of the other party's clothes, Wei Qiqi looked intently, only to see a small word "wind" embroidered on the corner of the clothes, he subconsciously lowered his head, and sure enough, he also found a "mountain" word in the corner of Hu Qingyi's clothes.

Wei Qiqi remembered that the disciples of the Kunlun lineage were different according to the cultivation of swords, and the colors were divided into green, zhu, white, and xuan, green was Qingming, Zhu was red lotus, white was candle yin, and Xuan was chaos. The disciples of Taiyi Sect are not so particular, only embroider a word on the corner of the clothes, to show the distinction, even the Tao Seven Palaces, the corners of the clothes are connected by a word, it is "Tianfeng Lingshan Shen Douyu", like a poem.

While thinking about it, the fat senior brother of the Wind Thunder Hall couldn't talk about business, put away the ancient jade, turned around and left, the fat trembled all over his body, and he shook three times in one step, accompanied by a wheezing breath. Bian Ci lowered his eyes and stood aside demurely, Bian Ya stared at him intently, half-open mouth, looking very surprised, Hu Qingyi stepped on half a step quietly, blocking her sight, and smiled at Cheng Fat.

Wei Qiqi didn't have so many taboos, his gaze swept over his face, Cheng Fat grinned, said hello, turned sideways, and carefully crossed the threshold.

Pu Shiru saw that the Bian sisters personally brought people to the door, where did they dare to slack off, and greeted him with a smile, Hu Qingyi introduced a few words in the center, Pu Shiru became more and more attentive, and beckoned the little servant to bring tea and water. That little guy is a mortal, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his appearance is very clever, but when he asks, he is a registered disciple of Shanze Palace, which is equivalent to the outer disciple of Kunlun side branch.

Wei Qiqi looked up, there were not many things on the shelves behind the counter, most of them erected a white strip, the name of the book, and only after asking did he know that the magic weapons and pills were also stored in the inner library, placed outside, and the aura was dissipated, but it was not beautiful.

"Senior Brother Wei came from afar, I don't know what I like?"

The Tibetan Snow Sword is as fast as wind and thunder, the five-color divine light is nothing but brushed, and ordinary magic weapons can't enter Wei Seventeen's eyes at all, as for the elixir, Kunlun's Qiankun One Qi Pill, Yellow Cantile Pill, Wannian Zhili, and Replenishing Heaven Pill, he has eaten them all, and the goods in the inner city are at most only Yin Void Pill and Purple Gold Pill, Pu Shiru is so boastful that Wei Seventeen can only laugh.

He tapped his index finger lightly on the counter and asked, "Is there a Zhuyan Dan?"

Pu Shiru's face was bitter, and he said: "This is really not there, not only we don't have it here, but in the entire inner city, we can't find a Zhuyan Pill." ”

"But why?"

"Don't hide it from Senior Brother Wei, the Danfang stationed in Yan Dan has been lost for a long time, and there is not much left in the sect, and one less is in the hands of the hall masters. ”

Wei Qiqi regretted a little, he used the two-phase ring to kill Xu Lingguan, which was quite suspected of killing chickens with a knife, except for the Yuehua Wheel Mirror, he didn't get any benefits, maybe he had a Zhuyan Pill hidden in the leopard bag, and it was destroyed along with the two-phase ring, but it's a pity.

At this point, it was useless to think about it, so he said again: "Forget about the Zhuyan Dan, can there be an introductory technique for the art of talismans?"

Pu Shiru was full of apologies and said: "The seven halls of Liantao, Wind and Thunder, Shanze, Tianfeng, and Shenyu belong to the first vein, Ling Xiao, Bullfighting, and Yulu belong to the first vein of Fu Xiu, and the art of Fu Zheng needs to go to the three halls, but I don't have it here." ”

Hu Qingyi said with a smile: "If it is a talisman or something, it doesn't hurt to adjust it, it involves exercises, and there are indeed many inconveniences, please forgive Senior Brother Wei." ”

"It's me who doesn't know it, it's abrupt. Wei Qiqi said politely, knowing that the cultivation of the Taiyi Sect is quite mustard, not that you and I are happy.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, such as the immortal capital, Kunlun, and the Taiyi sect is not exempt from vulgarity.

After a few sips of tea, Wei Qiqi asked about the ancient jade in the hands of the senior brother of the Wind Thunder Palace, and Master Pu sighed slightly and said a few more words.

Senior Brother Cheng has a good name, he is a registered disciple of the master of the Chu Hall of the Wind and Thunder Palace, just now he took a piece of ancient jade over, and said that the quality library was bet on the side, and the price was twenty yuan "one eye", if it was absolutely deserved, it could be added to ten yuan, he felt that it was a loss, and he took it to Pu Shiru's side, and offered three pieces of "double eyes".

Pu Shiru looked at the ancient jade, it was indeed a good material, and it was made into a "fixed talisman" in the hands of Fu Xiu, and it was also a high-grade magic weapon. The price is fair, and it is not an exaggeration to say that fifty or sixty yuan is "one-eyed", but it is difficult for a strong man to have "two eyes". In recent years, the number of fisheye stones mined, the number of "double eyes" is scarce, the quality warehouse is only in and out, and the huàn is exchanged in private, and thirty pieces of "single eye" can not be exchanged for a "double eye".

Wei Qiqi vaguely expressed his interest in that piece of ancient jade, and asked where to find Senior Brother Cheng Houcheng, Pu Shiru shook his head and didn't know, Hu Qingyi interjected, Senior Brother Cheng has always cultivated in the Sanqu Cave of Axe Peak.

After sitting for a while, Wei Qiqi got up to say goodbye, and Pu Shiru sent him outside the door and told Senior Sister Hu to accompany him and go shopping more in the inner city.

Seeing the four of them go away, Pu Shiru lowered his head and pondered for a moment, ordered the little servant to take care of the wanton on his behalf, and left the inner city in a hurry, heading to the Yueyu Peak Mountain Temple.

After the Asking Heart Pavilion, Pu Shiru turned to the right, his body shook, his speed suddenly accelerated, and he hurriedly climbed to Yueyu Peak, and entered the Shanze Hall to ask to see the master.

He has been worshipping under the door of Peng Dingyue, the lord of the Shanze Palace, for more than 30 years.

The little Taoist boy on duty led him into the side hall, and Pu Shiru knelt on his knees and knocked on the master.

Peng Dingyue sat upright on the cloud-sweeping couch, holding Tie Ruyi in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, waving his hand to summon his apprentice, and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Pu Shiru told the Bian sisters and Wei Qiqi about their appearance in the inner city, and Peng Dingyue said lightly: "This matter has long been known to the teacher, Wei Qiqi is a disciple of Kunlun and a guest of the head of the family, you have dealt with it very well, don't worry about him." ”

Pu Shiru hesitated and said, "Master, why did he specifically ask about Cheng Hou?

Peng Dingyue smiled dumbly and said, "Do you know the origin of Chenghou?"

Pu Shiru said in a low voice: "But death?"

Peng Dingyue said: "In the dead room, Wei Seventeen recognized it. Cheng Hou concealed his true face, I don't know how much work he put in, who knew that he still saw through it at a glance, the instinct of the beast should not be underestimated!"

"...... over there in the Wind Thunder Palace"

"Don't worry about it, let him go. ”

"Yes. Pu Shiru retreated, and when he closed the door, he faintly heard the master say "A drink and a peck, there is a fixed number."

He didn't understand the meaning of the sentence.