Jiang Weiyu hung high on the R boulder and fell to the ground, her eyes couldn't help but roll, she remembered another thing, and asked timidly: "Brother Gui, how are you going to go to Taizhou?"

"What's the matter? Weiyu, why are you asking some stupid things today?" Zhong Bugui shook his head helplessly, "How else can I go?" Naturally, I passed through Canaan City and went directly to Taizhou! This is the closest way to Taizhou!"

When Jiang Weiyu heard this, her face turned a little pale as she bit her lower lip. She didn't forget that in her previous life, the female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect was infatuated with her brother Gui in Canaan City, and used the pills of the Hehuan Sect that could not be used to entangle him shamelessly, and her father died. If it weren't for the death of her father and the backstage of her father, Yang Dongyuan would never dare to bully her like this!

A trace of sadness flashed in Jiang Weiyu's eyes, and then he secretly said in his heart: "No, you can't take the road of Canaan City! Since you are reborn, it is the favor of God, if you still take the old road, won't you live in vain?"

Thinking like this, Jiang Weiyu lowered her head and thought for a while, and then said to Zhong Bugui: "But I heard that the spirit mussels in the Ning River are ripe! I heard that those spirit mussels can all produce beautiful mussel beads, and those mussel meat with spiritual energy taste also very good, and the skills of cooking these things are said to be quite good! Isn't it okay!

In the last sentence, Jiang Weiyu almost tried her best, and the sound of "return to brother" made Zhong Bugui, who had always been warm and cold, feel a little sad in his heart, and after thinking for a long time, he finally rubbed her forehead hair, and sighed helplessly: "I really don't know what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd?

"I, I ······" When Jiang Weiyu heard this, her heart suddenly cooled. The excuse she had thought about for a long time was full of loopholes in Zhong Bugui's eyes, and I have to say that this recognition made her very uncomfortable

"Forget it!" but Zhong Bugui still compromised and said, "Although I don't know what you want me to do in that Taizhou City?

As he spoke, he quietly swept the Jiang Weiyu in front of him again with his divine sense.

His appearance has not been disguised, at least not by his cultivation. There is no problem with cultivation, he has already started the path of battle intent, and he can naturally perceive that the spiritual power between her gestures is no different from usual. As for the Yuan Shen, Zhong Bugui secretly shone an appreciation mirror at Jiang Weiyu! There will be no mistake, the Yuan Shen is also the Yuan Shen of Weiyu. Since the person in front of him has not been replaced, whether it is outside or inside. Then she is bent on going to Taizhou City by herself, and there is only one explanation for going to Ninghe, isn't she knowing something?

Zhong Bugui thought like this, burying his doubts in his heart. But the face was not revealed at all, but fully showed the performance of a male cultivator who couldn't do anything with his childhood sweetheart.

Seeing that although Zhong Bugui was aware of his abnormality, he still agreed to himself, Jiang Weiyu's eyes were hot, and he unconsciously shed tears, and suddenly threw himself into Zhong Bugui's arms. He buried his head deep in his arms and said with a crying voice: "Brother, believe me, I can't tell you what happened now?" But, believe me, I will never harm you!"

Sensing the taps on his back one after another, Jiang Weiyu seemed to have walked out of the confusion and found her direction, and the sorrow of her past and present lives was suddenly vented. Buried in his arms and cried, but he didn't see the complexity in Zhong Bugui's eyes: What does she know about Weiyu? Forget it, looking at her appearance now, she must not be willing to say it, take one step at a time, but in the end, you still have to keep an eye on this girl, be careful!

Mo Wuyuan, who was following behind, looked at the two people in front of him crying and laughing for a while, and he didn't mind hugging and hugging at all, the entanglement in his eyes was even worse, what if he went back to the little junior sister to ask, what should he say?

As soon as the final word was made, everyone headed in the direction of the Ning River. Among the group, Jiang Weiyu's interest was the highest. It's like I've never been out to practice.,I'm curious about everything.。 In order to meet the occasion, a small painting boat was specially rented and everyone started sightseeing along the Ning River.

Compared with this kind of sightseeing, Jia Jia and his party were obviously more interested in the alchemy conference of the destination, Taizhou Jinding Villa, and spent most of the day lying in the painting boat.

Seeing that Jiang Weiyu and Zhong Bu returned to the painting boat and brought up a large number of spirit mussels, the two "busy" monks naturally threw this job to the monks who looked very leisurely in Jia Jia's line.

Jia Jia and his party found a small stool and sat down, looking at the pile of their loot in front of them, and now they don't have to use their brains and are comfortable with opening mussels. Jia Jia only felt that their group did not look like monks at all, but more skillful than those fishermen who stayed on both sides of the Ning River all year round. After the three-way flexibly opened a mussel, he threw the mussel beads aside, took out the mussel meat and said with a smile: "Chen Hua, Ye Stuffy, Senior Sister Lian, I see that we are in this position, we can completely serve those fishermen to sell the spirit mussels themselves!

"How much can you earn by opening a spirit mussel?" Chen Hua took over the conversation, the corner of his eyes skimmed to the side, his movements were crisp and neat, and Ye Lingfeng, who was already piled up like a hill in front of him, couldn't help but be surprised by the flexibility of his hands and feet, and clapped his hands and praised: "Good guy! Ling Feng, if you hold a 'mussel opening competition, I think there is a chance that this top prize will be yours!"

"Huh?" Jia Jia also put down the spirit mussel in his hand and looked at Ye Lingfeng's hands: they were not at all like them like a professional fisherman. On the contrary, this frame is more like a set of exercises with doors and paths.

The three of them looked at it for a long time, and finally Chen Hua patted his head and shouted: "I said, why are you so familiar! Isn't this the Wanye Flying Flower Recipe that all of our inner disciples can learn?"

The Manyo Flying Flower Recipe is a set of exercises that will be uniformly distributed by the sect as soon as you enter the inner door. The sword recipe, the knife recipe, the stick recipe, the whip recipe, the gun recipe and other weapons are all involved. In fact, if you really say that these articles can be said to have the same goal, but they are just a set of the same exercises, slightly modified, suitable for people who use different weapons, and what Jia Jia practices is the sword technique.

This is the same as the previous Kunlun outer disciples can be learned, the victory lies in the purity of the exercises, and most of the exercises in the world will not clash with each other, but the attack power is not so strong.

Of course, as an inner disciple, what you can learn is naturally better.

Jia Jia followed the sound and fixed his gaze on Ye Lingfeng's hand again, no matter how many words everyone said, he seemed to be unaware. At this moment, the weapon in his hand is the knife that opens the mussel, and he can walk with ease, and the pen walks the dragon and snake, almost every knife and every stroke is the same force, and it is drawn in the same place.

The three of them looked at Ye Lingfeng's gestures, and for a while their eyes were a little stupid, as if they had entered the barrier

It wasn't until Ye Lingfeng held more than a dozen round mussel beads of almost the same size and stretched out in front of Jia Jia that Jia Jia suddenly woke up. Looking at the more than ten mussel beads with some surprise, he tilted his head to look at Ye Lingfeng: "Senior Brother Ye, this is ......"

"Take it!" He didn't wait for Jia Jia to finish speaking, and then stuffed the mussel beads into Jia Jia's hand, "She has a lot, you can take these!"

Jia Jia couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth when she heard this: these more than ten mussel beads are almost the same size, and even the brightness of the color is almost the same.

But although she likes it, she really rarely wears these things on weekdays. First, this round top on the head is really troublesome to fight; Second, although these mussel beads are claimed to be produced by the spirit mussels, they are really made into jewelry, and they are really not even the lowest magic weapons, and the nuns buy them to look good and fresh. It's really popular, but it still has to be in the mortal woman.

"Fairy Jiang said before getting off the painting boat, you can take half of it and leave half for her. There are hundreds of mussel beads here, and if you take more than a ten, it is considered less. Wu Santong shouted nonchalantly, "Besides, the money to buy this spirit mussel is calculated carefully to at most a medium-grade spirit stone, and it is not a rare thing." There are a lot of them in this Ning River. I'm waiting for a man who is five big and three thick, and I don't need it, and I don't have a Taoist couple to buy it back to play. Senior sister is also a female cultivator, I will wait for you to use it, I have been busy for a long time, is it a loss to have nothing?" he said as he squeezed his eyes at Jia Jia.

As soon as these words came out, Jia Jia smiled helplessly, thinking that there was some truth in this, so she accepted the more than ten mussel beads and continued to open the spirit mussel.

Outside the city of Canaan.

A monk dressed in black with a heavy black veil on his face looked at the words "Canaan City" on the top, and a smile flashed in his gloomy eyes.

The corners of his lips were hooked, and just as he was about to walk towards the gate of Canaan City, he put a hand on his shoulder.

Then came a chuckle: "Liu Zheng, your business is done, why don't you go back to the Lord to resume your life quickly?"

The corner of the masked monk's eyes skimmed the monk behind him, and sneered: "Chen Qi, haven't you fallen? Why have you come back to life again? This is the first time I've heard that people outside the Gate of Life and Death can come back from the dead!" If you like this work, you are welcome to come (iacm) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. P: Finally drove out the three watchbirds, covered his face and shot va~br>p: Thank you very much ki, kitten Yuxian sister paper drop reward and Ling Keren, Champs Flower Pavilion girl, trace cat sister paper drop powder ticket, crawl away, sleep to the bird ~~~