Xilu City is lively as usual, the first floor of the day is still a hot business, the shop hall is full of people, smiling faces are staggered and talking, a large number of spiritual materials and spirit crystals have exchanged owners. Some people are happy and satisfied, some people are depressed and sighing and disappointed, and all kinds of things in the world can be seen on the faces of these monks at this moment.

It's just that no one seems to have noticed that a teenager who grew up here since he was a child and played among the spiritual materials under these counters every day has left the first floor of the sky and gone to another place.

Shen Tai returned to the front hall of the shop again, and walked slowly with his hands in his hands, although his clothes were ordinary and ordinary, and he did not have the aura of an outstanding king, but faintly, looking at this shop, there was also a bit of the appearance of a lion on the wilderness inspecting his territory lightly.

Everywhere he passed, those guys who were busy, whether men or women, nodded respectfully to him, and Shen Tai did not look arrogant, with a smile on his face, and nodded slightly. There are a lot of casual cultivators, because they often come to the first floor on this day, and they also recognize this fat boss, and they all greeted Shen Tai with a smile, and Shen Tai also responded with a smile, and he was kind and angry, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

After turning around like this, Shen Tai turned around, walked to the long counter on the west side to buy spiritual materials, and whispered to one of the old men with white hair for a while, his face looked quite relaxed, and then he told the old man a few words, and after the white-haired old man nodded in agreement, he turned around with a smile and walked out of the back door and walked towards the back hall.

The lively noise was left behind, gradually low and inaudible, and the smile on Shen Tai's face gradually converged, and his face became a little indifferent. As he walked past the edge of the pavilion in the small garden, his steps paused slightly, his eyes lingered slightly among the pavilions for a moment, silently thinking about something, and then he took another step and walked deeper into the courtyard.

In the spring light, the shadow of the flowers flickered, gently covering his short and fat figure.

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On the long horseshoe street, the monks of the past are hurrying, and in this season that is supposed to be a bright spring, everyone seems to have a good vision and hope for their future. On the long street, shops of all sizes are still open, and in the smiling faces of countless guys, they earn a lot of spiritual crystals that have been earned by those scattered cultivators, and the two most popular among them are naturally the branches of the Tianyi Floor and the Immortal Society in Xilu City, which are faintly facing each other on both sides of Horseshoe Street.

Different from the Tianyi floor that has only risen in the past ten years, the immortals who have galloped through the Hongmeng Continent for a long time will look at it from the appearance, and it has a little more heritage, and the branch in Xilu City on Horseshoe Street is not as magnificent as the Tianyi floor opposite, but there is a solemn meaning in the thickness, and the first thought after seeing it is to recall the glorious and long history of this huge chamber of commerce. In contrast, the first floor of Tianyi on the opposite side really has a bit of a nouveau riche flavor.

At this moment, a seemingly ordinary plain white note was sealed in a blank envelope, and passed through the back door of the branch of the Immortal Society, and the person who took it only glanced at a chrysanthemum-shaped mark in the corner of the envelope, and immediately strode up the stairs, through a secluded and uninhabited path to the highest third floor of the house, knocking on the only door here.

The envelope was handed over, the door was closed again, the footsteps were hurried, the figure swayed, and in a few moments, the humble letter was quickly handed to a man standing by the window of the street, silently looking out.

This is a strong but quiet woman.

Her hair is piled up with sideburns, the phoenix hairpin is holding beads, the thin lips and nose are thin, the eyes are flashing, her back looks demure and elegant, but once she sees her face, she finds that this woman is calm, and she has a heroic spirit as sharp as a knife. She is no longer a seventeen or eighteen-year-old still immature girl, but she is the most mature and beautiful time in a woman's life, with wavy eyes, a slender figure, standing in a bisaro skirt holding the window, revealing a little white on her chest, and faintly visible the plump deep groove that belongs to a woman.

In this perennially gloomy city, she is as beautiful as a splendid peony, strong and dazzling, making people dare not look at it directly.

With white hands, she opened the small note, her eyes swept over the simple words on it, the woman took a deep breath, raised her head again, and looked at the lively shop opposite her.

Then, she slowly showed a sneer, and at that moment, her beauty was like turning into a cold blade, quietly flashing in this bustling street.

At the same time, the short and fat man who had personally created the current prosperity on the first floor of the sky was not in the shop at the moment, but quietly arrived at an inconspicuous street and alley a few streets away from Horseshoe Street, with his hands on his sleeves and his face indifferent, looking like an ordinary and inconspicuous mortal, quietly walking towards the depths of the alley.

At the end of the front, there is a secluded courtyard, with a wooden door and a faint smell of blood.

The hustle and bustle of Xilu City seems to have quietly disappeared in this secluded alley, as if it were in another world. And Shen Tai, who came from that bustling place, stood at the door of the butcher's house at this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was carefully looking at everything here, and then gently pushed open the hidden door and walked in.

As soon as the wooden door opened, the smell of blood seemed to be stronger, standing at the door, on the bluestone floor in the courtyard of the courtyard, although it had been washed with water, but in some stone crevices and corners, there were still dots of blood, with a dark and dazzling red.

The small courtyard is not large, there is a hall in front and a hall on the right, and the butcher who used to kill pigs in this courtyard does not see a human figure at this moment, and he does not know where he has gone.

Shen Tai paused at the door, didn't say anything to call anyone or hesitate, and walked towards the room on the right. The doors and windows of the house are open, and the sunlight shines in from the outside, making it look very bright.

In the middle of the room there is a round table, a chaise longue, and two or three round stools next to it, all of which look a little old, but they are still sturdy and durable, and there is a hint of mortal life in the simplicity.

Shen Tai walked over, sat down on the recliner directly, and then leaned his fat body back, and the recliner made a few "squeaks" ** sounds, swinging back and forth, shaking with the fat man. Shen Tai closed his eyes, revealing a relaxed look.

At this time, footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the house, and then a tall and strong figure appeared at the door, it was the butcher who had talked to the young Shen Shi here not long ago to kill pigs. When he saw that there was suddenly a fat man on the recliner in the room, he didn't show any strange surprise on his face, just frowned slightly, walked over without saying a word, pulled a round stool next to Shen Tai, and sat down.

"Slap", there was a soft sound, but it was Shen Tai who casually threw over a small cloth bag and landed on the table, and the fat man's eyes didn't seem to have opened yet, and he was still lying with his eyes closed and lazy like that, only said lightly: "What about my son?"

The butcher glanced at him, reached out to take the bag, opened it casually, and a crisp and pleasant sound like a beautiful jade striking each other accompanied by a magnificent light, sprayed out of the cloth bag, under the beautiful glow, there were dozens of the most important spirit crystals in the cultivation world, one by one, crystal clear, flawless like the most precious gem, exuding a moving color.

The butcher stretched out his big rough calloused hand, grabbed a handful of spirit crystals and held them in his hand, and a rare smile of satisfaction appeared on his somewhat fierce face. After a while, he put the spirit crystal back into the cloth bag, glanced at the fat man on the chaise longue, and said, "I killed two pigs just now, I'm a little tired, I'll let him go back and wash his body and rest, and I'll come over later." ”

"Hmm. Shen Tai closed his eyes, and his body swayed gently up and down on the recliner.

The butcher snorted, his voice still sounding a little low and hoarse, as if he was making a drum in an urn, and it sounded a little weird. Perhaps thinking of something, the butcher's eyes swept towards the courtyard of the courtyard, and after a long silence, he suddenly spoke:

"What a good boy, why do you want me to secretly approach him all these years and teach him all these bloody and murderous things?"

The recliner under Shen Tai suddenly fell silent.

The butcher glanced at him, his face remained unchanged, but he still said to himself: "Those vassal families under the Xuanyin Sect are far inferior to you in terms of financial and material resources today, but if there is a child with similar qualifications in the family, which one is not protected as a pearl in the palm of the hand." You are such a lone seedling son, why don't you raise it well, but you have to let him be involved in these things since he was a child, and force him to learn this and that, look at the goods and materials, even if he can't practice the Tao before the age of twelve, he must be forced to draw what Yin and Yang Five Elements Runes, those are obviously not into the stream. ”

Shen Tai slowly stood up from the recliner and glanced at the butcher, who looked back at him without the slightest evasion. After a while, Shen Tai turned around, put his hands behind his back, walked to the door and looked out, in the small courtyard, four walls surrounded a small sky at the patio, he was like a small frog at the bottom of the well, looking up at the boundless sky, as far as the eye could see, there was only that small cloud and blue sky.

The stocky man smiled suddenly, then turned to look at the butcher and said, "Because I'm too weak." ”

The butcher frowned.

"I'm too weak, so weak that even with the current situation, I'm still precarious, for fear that once I wake up, everything in my hands will be easily taken away. Shen Tai's face was flat, as if he was talking about someone else's business, quietly and with a hint of a smile, he looked at the butcher and said,

"I have a little bit of family business in my hands, and I can't get on the table, but I still want to pass it on to Xiaoshi, so I'm very worried that this little thing will be taken away, so I often can't sleep. So I thought, Xiaoshi must not be as weak as me in the future. He has seen blood, killed life, although it is not murder, but he will always be more courageous and stronger; he knows a little more things, and he knows more spiritual materials, although he looks inconspicuous and is not very useful, but in the future, he will always be more or less useful. ”

The butcher suddenly sneered and said, "Those who are sent by famous families, or the genius children of the family who have never seen the killing of blood, in the same realm, I can kill two or three of them alone." ”

Shen Tai smiled, disagreed, and only said lightly: "My Taoism is too poor, I can't teach him anything on the way to cultivation, and that's all I can do." ”

The butcher was silent for a moment, but suddenly sighed again, and said: "You do have some truth in what you say, but the things you have done to your son openly and secretly over the years have gone too far for a child, and even I can't stand it a little, and sometimes I am worried about whether this child can survive." ”

Shen Tai walked to the table, stretched out his hand and picked up a transparent and shining spirit crystal, his expression seemed to be a little gloomy, and it seemed to be a little more relieved and loving, he laughed lowly, and said to himself:

"Fortunately, he has finally made it to this day. The hardships he has endured in the past days only hope that one day in the future, he will repay himself a little. ”

(Tomorrow will be updated at 10 a.m.) ）