The woman was slightly startled, Ben Yao held the young man's figure and actually took half a step back, and said with some surprise:

"I don't know what happened to your guests, on the top of the third floor is a humble dwelling, and there is no decent living room. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info If there is no secret matter, why not talk about it here?"

The young man smiled, didn't speak, suddenly pointed, and pointed to a velvet feather fan on the shelves in the store, only to see the fan "click" wipe the shelves, suddenly rose into the air, and flew straight into the young man's hands. The feather fan shook lightly, and the young man asked with a smile:

"I'm here to ask about this feather bitter master, I don't know if you have time......"

With such a subtle and magical hand, the proprietress stood on the spot early and understood after a few breaths.

"Immortals, immortals...... It turned out to be an immortal master. If you are free, how can you not be free...... Please go upstairs, please go upstairs, we will entertain, this will entertain......"

As he spoke, he led Zhu Jue upstairs, and turned his face to shout at the workshop on the back of the shelves on the first floor:

"Those who have suffered a thousand knives are still busy with a fart job, so hurry up and leave them all behind...... Immortal Master, I don't know if the Immortal Master is here, go up to the third floor to entertain the guests......"

No wonder the hostess was surprised. The monks are mostly secretive and do not like to be restrained, so it is difficult to see them even in the capital of Dayi for many years.

But if you can't see or hear, it doesn't mean that there are no legends about them on the rivers and lakes.

The monk is elegant, white-clothed and snowy, high and high, fluttering like flying. But if you are angry, you can also bleed and drift, ambush millions of corpses, and destroy cities and countries!

Although the woman's mortal eyes can't see Zhu Jue's cultivation, she is already extraordinary with the hand of the imperial object. How can you not tremble and treat each other respectfully. She knew in her heart that in the minds of most monks, mortals like her were like ants, and they could be killed if they didn't agree with each other!

Anyway, the world is so big, the six fans patrol and even the Royal Forest Forbidden Army can't do anything. Even if there were hidden immortal masters in the imperial dynasty, they would never track down other monks for the sake of these mortal ants......

Hurriedly cleaned up in the small hall on the third floor, and the woman smiled and asked the young man to sit down. At this time, the stairs on the second floor "dong dong" sounded, and a person climbed on the ground with a rolling belt, in his fifties, short and fat, with black paint on his hands, and he was still wiping between his sleeves.

"Where is the immortal master, which one is the immortal master?"

When he saw Zhu Jue sitting on the main seat, he immediately understood. Hurriedly half-knelt down and said:

"The little Baijin Commercial Bank's shopkeeper Qian Wenzhong has seen the Immortal Master. ”

Zhu Jue nodded, and with a slight support, Qian Wen's heavy body naturally stood up, as if he had gotten up by himself. The shopkeeper became more and more frightened. At this time, the young man had thrown the fan to him, and asked:

"I wonder you've seen the owner of this feather?"

"The owner of the feathers, does the immortal master mean the swan?"

Qian Wenzhong stared at a pair of mung bean eyes and asked cautiously.

"Yes, I heard that three months ago, your account received a white swan with an arrow, but is there such a thing?"

"This ......"

That Qian Wenzhong obviously hesitated, and after some consideration, Fang gritted his teeth and said:

"That's right, I really don't dare to hide from the immortal master...... Although the swan was hit by an arrow that day, it did not die of wounded wings, and we were reluctant to make a feather fan at first, thinking that after the injury was healed, we would sell this live to those rich ladies as a pet, and we could also make a small profit...... Who would have thought that a few days later, an immortal master would come, and he didn't take a fancy to this swan, but he took a fancy to a piece of petal crumbs on its wings...... Later, we were afraid that the swan would cause trouble again, so we killed and made a fan. ”

I see, the immortal master that Qian Wenzhong said must be from Ziyun Pavilion. Just right......

Nodding, Zhu Jue said leisurely:

"Yes, it's good, but I don't know who sold you this arrow swan in the first place?"

"This ......"

Seeing that the shopkeeper was hesitant again, Zhu Jue smiled slightly, took out a hundred taels of gold ticket from his waist, and pointed lightly, the golden ticket was firmly fixed on the table, "A little heart, I hope to smile." ”

These scattered golden tickets were exchanged for spirit stones by Zhu Jue in Dacheng before. It's not that Zhu Jue is reluctant to give the spirit stone. Since you have entered the mortal world, you should follow the customs of the country. Otherwise, they may not spend it directly on the spirit stone, and they may even harm others.

The so-called "three-year-old children, holding gold in the city", is this reason.

Qian Wenzhong swept the face value of the golden ticket, and sure enough, his eyes lit up. It's just that he was afraid of Zhu Jue's majesty, so he didn't dare to put it directly into his arms, looked at it, and smacked his mouth.

"Don't hide it from the immortal master, sixty miles southwest of this town, there are a few hunters. Three months ago, it was he who shot down the swan and sold it to me, and I also gave him three taels of silver, which is not a disadvantage to him in this small place......"

He wanted to go down, but the boy got up and didn't look back downstairs. But the words came from the shopkeeper's ears:

"The golden ticket is yours, but don't talk about it to others again, otherwise you know the consequences......"

Qian Wenzhong hurriedly nodded yes, but he couldn't see the young man for a long time.

......

Sixty miles, Zhu Jue, who is practicing the art of resisting the wind, will only arrive in a quarter of an hour.

In the past month, the young man who was in a hurry did not delay his cultivation, and he closed his eyes at night to recuperate his mind and circulate Zhou Tian, and even a Qi Nourishing Pill never fell for three days. Because of his extraordinary qualifications, he had a series of adventures, starting from refining his heart, to taking the Supreme Condensing Pulse Pill, to cultivating the Heavenly Demon Immortal Body, and was also dedicated by the Dan Yi of the Yin and Yang Quenching Body Pill in the third life...... All kinds of things are breakthroughs in the realm one after another during this period. At this time, it was already the sixth layer of condensation! The aura had reached an astonishing thirty tripod powers, almost on par with the other eighth-layer condensation layers.

Even so, because his realm is not stable, there is still room for improvement. If you reach the bottleneck in front of the seventh layer of condensation in a few days, it is estimated that you can reach an even more amazing forty tripod power!

With the support of sufficient aura, the little aura consumed by the Wind Resistance Technique is not as fast as its own recovery. Therefore, after dozens of miles, Zhu Jue's face was still as usual, and his breath was symmetrical.

At this time, I saw three or five families in the distance among the mountain passes. Zhu Jue hurriedly slowed down. Lowered his figure.

Although it was already afternoon, the sun was a little down, but the food of the mountain people was obviously different from that in the town, and it was the time for them to eat "noon", and a few cooking smoke curled up, but it added a lot of life to this remote mountain.

Carrying the "breathing technique", the young man quietly approached. There are not many people here, only three households, so in less than a moment, it has been secretly turned around.

Zhu Jue already knew it in his heart. Through eavesdropping on the conversations inside, only one of the three families surnamed Cai was born. It's the first one on the right!

The young man is about to reach the late stage of condensation, and the five senses and six senses are not the same as ordinary people, and they can no longer be described by deafness and vision. The reason why he is so cautious is because Zhu Jue knows:

A hunter like this in the mountains, not as good as the business in the town, seems to be enthusiastic about the living, but he is more cautious, and he can't pry his mouth when he uses money easily.

At that moment, he pretended to be a scholar who was lost in the wilderness, and came to the door and knocked on the door:

"Is the host at home, borrow a ......"