Mao Zhenhuang has always thought that he has no other skills than killing.

And life, born to live, to live, to live, to eat, if he is an ordinary citizen of the Great Liang country, although he has no ability at this age, but find a landlord and old wealth to rent some land, it is estimated that he will not starve to death.

But he's an immortal!

Born with a person who cultivates immortal life.

In the eyes of mortals, it looks quite lofty, but it is just a crushing class level.

When he suddenly returned to Guanlouzong from the northwest of Daliang, leaning on the Wang family's Shaohao Peak, he knew how depressed he was, if it weren't for Wang Daoning's friendship for so many years to pull him up, and go back to what Yu Yufeng didn't say, not to mention that he could fry and eat thirty years of ground ginseng as a dish, and it would be good to have half a bowl of Xianshu rice to eat in a month or two.

In the world of cultivating immortals, he couldn't even afford to grow immortal fields, and that kind of land sect with abundant spiritual energy would not let it fall into the hands of a loose cultivator.

It's that everyone is self-aware!

Therefore, after Mao Zhenhuang stayed in Shaohao Peak for half a month, the first goal he set for himself was to enter Huayang Heavenly Sect.

Only when he rises to another level can the kindness given to him by the Wang family be repaid, otherwise unless he Mao Zhenhuang sells his life to Wang Daoning and his son Wang Dongzhen.

If you have a goal in life, you have to work hard!

Therefore, he Mao Zhenhuang built the foundation here.

But this is not enough, there is no shortage of foundation building monks in the Guanlou Sect, and the Wang family is not short of him building a foundation.

Only when standing in the realm of Jindan, the kindness of the Wang family will be written off in front of him Jindan, and there will even be a day when he asks for him.

This is the best way to repay kindness in the world!

But thinking about the person he has offended in the past few days, it seems that the path he has chosen for himself is in a shadow.

It's never a good path!

But to choose this path is to have the courage to go on, and when Mao Zhenhuang held the soul ball, he found that he could completely bring this road to the end, and no one could stop him.

But there are fewer soul beads!

It was still a little short of his expectations, and the sesame-filled cake was too sweet for half a piece to fill his stomach at all.

I don't have bread to eat and I don't have the ability, but I can't go hungry, and reality will always make people crazy when they force people to a certain point.

is no exception to everyone, including him Mao Zhenhuang.

So someone decided to get back into their old business!

After all, robbery has always been a business that can get rich instantly, but it takes three points of courage to take risks.

At this time, it can be very different from the beginning, there are only a few ways out under the night of the star road, and if you meet a small fish and shrimp, you must not run away if you go down to eat a brain full of fat, and if you meet a demon in the Jindan period......

Fight for the guts!

But thinking about the sesame seeds on the cake, the madness in Mao Zhenhuang's eyes instantly crushed reason, after all, there is no such beautiful starry night sky in the world.

Turned around and glanced at the mountain range behind him, which was already Tandi, the location of this place is very good, the south side is the former Xuanjing Mountain Range, the west side is the border of Wu State, and the north side is the edge of Huayin County.

It's a crossroads!

The crossroads of life and death.

In less than half a pillar of incense, a black dot appeared in the distant sky, swaying towards the boulder where he was hiding.

Mao Zhenhuang held the crown and his eyes were full of yin owls, he didn't want Xuanyang Jingguang, and he didn't want Jindan magic weapons, just the cake in the hands of the evil ghost!

Expect this to be a monk of the Five Sects with bread in his hands.

Seeing the other party slamming on the ground and shaking up a piece of black ash, Mao Zhenhuang instantly jumped out of the boulder and shouted at him: "Bah! What kind of way dare to break into my Gu Beicong's territory? Hurry up and leave the wealth of the offering!"

Mao Zhenhuang stared at the smoke and dust with a pair of bean eyes, and was cautious for a while holding the crown, the character with the fairy bird mount must be the foundation building figure, but it is estimated that this product is also nine deaths, otherwise it will not be so embarrassing.

"Brother ~~~~"

"I'm fucking you!"

Mao Zhenhuang scolded angrily when he heard this familiar voice, turned around and wanted to leave.

It's not who Fu Lei is!

"Brother, for the sake of all my net worth, I have done charity, and I have pulled my brother up. ”

The voice was weak, and then there was a violent cough, Mao Zhenhuang felt that he had to cough to death if he continued like this.

"Damn, I've seen you so big, I really haven't seen you so big. ”

Mao Zhenhuang complained with a white eye, and very reluctantly stepped forward to see if this thing was alive or dead.

In this Xuanjing Mountain Range, you can meet this product wherever you go, and Mao Zhenhuang doesn't know what kind of evil fate it is.

It's miserable!

The whole body was burned black and green, his clothes had become strips of rags, his skin was intact and his face was as good as ever, and he was completely fainted after lying on top of the squirrel, and the corners of his mouth were still flowing uncontrollably black blood.

The foal was no better, with half of its shiny scales shaved off on its left side, a dark green wound on its bulging belly that ran through its front fin and a pair of its tail bent over its massive four-leaf plaice.

This is not an injury caused by Weiqiu, you can see by looking at the miserable green aura of the wound, but it was scratched by the ghost star that fell at night in the star path.

"I understand a sentence, to be a man must accumulate virtue, otherwise sooner or later you will have to pay it back. ”

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the miserable man and fish and sighed, and finally reluctantly dragged the squirrel, Fu Leitu to the boulder, and took out the nine Sumeru rings that were robbed from the other party to rummage for medicine.

There are really a lot of good medicines, there are more than 10 neem pills, more than two bottles of wind and dispersion, among which there is a bottle of precious Liu Yanqing, the main ingredients of these medicines are nepeta, madder, long pepper, flea rest, Qin Gang and other 73 precious and rare medicinal materials are secretly made, its main treatment is yin and evil burns, to die and regenerate, to reconcile the body's yin and yang disorders, to his body injuries are rare to have the right symptoms.

If you want to buy this kind of medicine, it will cost four digits, and it is difficult to find a medicine that can cure the yin burns of the six palaces, like this bottle of Qin Gang in Liu Yanqing, which is only produced in the Western Regions of the Great Jin Dynasty, and how can the six palaces let this medicine flow out.

It's hard to think that it's not expensive!

"Count your luck, without this bottle of Liu Yanqing, your grandfather is second only to He Jitong, the sect leader of the soap sect who died two sons. ”

Mao Zhenhuang smeared this bottle of Liu Yanqing on the wound of this product, and he didn't dare to waste it even more carefully, after all, there was a butterfly-tailed Long Qing next to him who had turned his belly, which was much more seriously injured than him.

A big bottle of willow smoke is just right!

If there was a little less medicine, he Mao Zhenhuang would be able to yell in front of Chun Yuzi to protect people or fish.

After wiping the medicine, he took out the remaining two Tsukuji Dan in his pocket, crushed them and still put them into the mouths of one person and one fish, and then poured a large sip of wine into each of them.

Zhuji Dan is a good thing, not only can build a foundation, but also speed up the operation of the aura in the body, which is a process of self-recovery, but when he can wake up is not something he Mao Zhenhuang wants to care about, after all, someone has already sent him a "cake" at this time.

This is a Heavenly Mandate Cultivator, or from the Guanlou Sect!

Mao Zhenhuang had a pair of overcast eyes, his steps were light, the crown in his hand flashed with lacquer, and a head with a stunned expression had already flown into the sky.

【Provoke the thunder and run with the quick cache】

Just take one quick word!

But this knife is not chasing the opponent's Dashu Shinto position, but the head of the neck.

Mao Zhenhuang turned around and put away the knife, swept up and down with one hand towards the opponent's headless body, and the two Sumeru rings were in his hand, and then the crown in his hand was against the earth, and two cross-knife qi split out of a big pit, kicked the opponent's body into the pit with one kick, and went up to the nearby earth and stones, and two knives directly buried the opponent's cold corpse After that, the body directly escaped back behind the boulder.

Kill people with a knife, destroy corpses and destroy traces, all in one go, without delay, just a dozen breaths of time.

Xuanjing, clothes, medicines, books, and a bunch of miscellaneous items, there are a lot of things in the two Sumeru rings, but at this time, Mao Zhenhuang, who is extremely wealthy, has no interest in these rags, and after moving Xuanjing into the wine gourd, he focuses on staring at the rune paper and jade bottle in it.

There weren't any good talismans, not a single blue talisman, but he saw a Qi Youshu Death Talisman in it!

Mao Zhenhuang took out this yellow talisman and looked at it carefully, and then went directly to the bottles and cans.

Sure enough, among them was a jade bottle with a Qi Youshu death charm!

Mao Zhenhuang excitedly took out this jade bottle, and his divine sense swept it into it frantically.

A bunch of strong negative emotions such as coldness, rage, irritability, sadness, and grief impacted his divine consciousness, and this evil ghost also wanted to pull his divine consciousness into a fantasy realm, Mao Zhenhuang made a cold face, and controlled his divine consciousness to stab towards the other party's crippled soul.

"Shhhh

A painful ghost roar instantly wailed, and even more of a golden light burst out of the Qi Youshu Death Spell on the shocking jade bottle.

Mao Zhenhuang didn't care about the pain of this stupid ghost, but swept his divine sense around him again.

No!

It's an empty-handed ghost.

Mao Zhenhuang frowned and thought for a while after withdrawing his divine sense from the jade bottle.

But before he could figure out what was going on, he was interrupted by a strong popping sound, and Mao Zhenhuang looked back in the direction of the boulder.

The squirrel's foal woke up before Fu Lei, and it seemed that humans were much more resistant than beasts.

At this time, the squirrel's foal was listlessly pushed through his belly, and he blinked his huge fish pupils at Fu Lei, who was still steaming black on the side, and then slowly swam until Mao Zhenhuang spit a large mouthful of water bubbles at him.

"Haha~~~ is a hundred times better than your pit master. ”

Mao Zhenhuang laughed, grabbed a handful of Xuanyang Jingcan's big mouth towards it and threw it in.