As soon as Lu Zhi saw that everyone heard these words, he was speechless for a while, and then scattered away, and couldn't help but wonder: "Senior, what do the words 'you can see the head, but not the tail, and the dragon will travel in heaven and earth, and the clouds will follow'?"

Lu Zhi heard no answer, and when he turned around, he had long since disappeared from the figure of the old madman. Lu Zhiyi couldn't help but be stunned, this old madman is really weird, how can he say that if he doesn't see him, he won't see anyone? He shook his head at the moment, and it seemed that he had to go back and ask Sha Qifei again.

Seeing that it was still noon, Lu Zhiyi continued to wander around the corridor, I don't know if it was because of the spread of the news of the Heavenly Providence Flower, whether it was to set up a stall in the corridor today or to exchange cultivators, there were many fewer cultivators than yesterday, and as the sun rose little by little, there were not many people coming.

At this time, in front of a small hill ten miles outside the ruins, the man who was arguing with everyone before had extremely heavy steps, and he walked very clearly step by step, heading towards the hill. He walked very slowly and steadily, but every step out, the world where he landed seemed to be shaken by his foot, and although he walked slowly, the speed was extremely fast, a few steps fell, his body shook, and he had already disappeared.

The man looked indifferent, did not smile, and soon came to the front of the hill, not as good as ordinary people going up the mountain to look up at the road, but he still looked ahead, stepped on one foot, as if walking on the ground, the trees and flowers where he landed, they parted to both sides, making way for a big road. The man walked three steps in a row, and he had reached the top of the mountain.

At this time, there was a person on the top of the mountain, sitting on a two-wheeled wooden cart. It was facing away from him. The chariot was plain and unadorned, and the man in the chariot was dressed in a black casual suit, embroidered with gold trim, shining in the sun, and wearing a crown of hair on his head, but it was in the shape of a blooming lotus flower, and two silk silks hung down from his temples, and there were two beads on the silk silk at the ear, which could only be seen from his back. In addition, he still holds a green silk whisk in his hand. It should be resting on your lap, blown by the breeze from time to time, and hanging on the armrests on both sides of the trolley.

The man sat in the car, his breath condensed. It was very quiet. It seems to be a part of this hill. Like a mountain peak that suddenly appeared, the wind around him did not refuse, and flowed past him one after another. Occasionally, a strand of his hair was blown and draped over his shoulders.

After the man came up the mountain, he put away his supernatural powers, walked slowly to the back of the cart, and held the two handles. There were two wooden handles on the back of the cart, which were originally used for human carts.

At this time, the man in the car said, "Didn't you wait for him?" The voice was gentle and pure, like a jade interlocking stone, touching the heart.

The man replied, "He broke his appointment!"

The person in the car sighed, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's not that he missed the appointment, it's that I didn't meet him." ”

The man said no more, and asked, "Sir, where are we going next?"

The man in the car said: "Don't go anywhere, if you don't meet, you will meet!" Then, his voice changed from heavy before to light and pleasant, and said: "Brother Wuji, don't come here for a long time!"

A gust of wind struck, and the old madman fell to the top of the mountain.

Lu Zhiyi walked everywhere and saw that most of those cultivators were wandering in the realm of knowing the body, and the most of them were only in the realm of knowing the mind. Some of them held thick swords in their hands, some of them were holding a pair of sledgehammers, and they were dressed up or rough or savage, and their cultivation was only some methods of maneuvering flesh and bones, or small techniques of meditation and contemplation, compared to mortals in the human world, or they were just powerful and powerful, or they were slightly spiritual. However, almost all the cultivators were keen to discuss all kinds of things about the Providence Flower, and even if someone came to exchange items, they didn't pay much attention to it, but in a few words, they began to ask each other about some news of the Providence Flower, as if the Providence Flower was close to them and within reach. On the entire corridor, he seems to be the only one who is chic and free, looking at the elixir flowers and various utensils that have been placed.

After walking for a short time, Lu Zhi's mind flickered, and he suddenly felt that there was an unremarkable stone in the stall next to him that caught his attention, so he walked over. The cultivator who set up the stall was a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his face was full of black flesh, and his voice was surprisingly loud, and he was arguing with another cultivator who set up a stall next to him about whether the Heavenly Providence Flower would fall into the hands of Lei Zong. Lu Zhi screamed a few times in a row, but he didn't respond, so he picked up the stone himself and looked at it.

I saw that this stone was only the size of a fist, and it was covered with moss, but it was extremely heavy to weigh. Lu Zhi sensed his divine thoughts, and found that his divine thoughts could not be cut into, and the whole stone had an invisible repulsive force that blocked his divine thoughts. Seeing so many things on this corridor, Lu Zhiyi sensed them with his divine thoughts, and it didn't take long for him to clearly sense the physical properties in them, but this stone was an exception, which couldn't help but make him feel curious. What is it in this stone that can repel one's own divine thoughts?

So he took the stone and asked the cultivator with a black face, "Brother, what kind of stone is this?" asked twice, but the old man still ignored it, and finally the cultivator who was talking to him saw it and reminded him that someone wanted to exchange things with him, so he turned his head very impatiently, glanced at Lu Zhi, and opened his mouth to say: "Three Returning Yuan Pills, don't pull them down!" As he spoke, he was about to turn around and continue to argue with the man, but it happened that the cultivator who set up the stall also had someone to exchange, and he was not available for a while. This man with a black face was talking about it, and he wiped his mouth, so he had to press it temporarily, and said to Lu Zhi: "Hey, do you want to change it, don't change it, don't block your uncle's sun!"

Lu Zhiyi didn't get angry, and said, "I want to ask what kind of stone this is?"

When the black-faced man heard this, he rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Hey, look at how you are dressed, you don't even have this knowledge." This is the Breath Stone, have you heard of it?"

Lu Zhiyi frowned and said: "I know that after refining, the spirit breath stone is ground into powder, which can be used as a pill to condense medicinal properties, but the spirit breath stone is not like this......"

He wanted to say that the Spirit Stone couldn't stop his divine thoughts, but he didn't expect the black-faced man to interrupt with a loud voice. Sarcastically laughed: "You kid knows a fart, all the spirit stones you have seen have been stripped of the stone skin, this is the original spirit stone dug out of the ground! A bunch of spirit stones are now left with this piece that has not been peeled, I said you talk so much nonsense, do you want it?"

Lu Zhiyi suddenly knew that this black-faced man must not know what kind of stone this was, and mistakenly thought it was a spiritual breath stone, since this stone can isolate his divine thoughts, it must be a great thing, and of course he had the intention of exchanging it in his heart. And the other party asked for three Yuan Dan, which was no different from giving it away for nothing. But God is sorry. Lu Zhiyi, who has nothing. Not to mention three Yuan Dan, even half of it can't be taken out!

The black-faced man looked at Lu Zhiyi with an embarrassed expression, although he was rude, he had been in the corridor for many years. I like things to those. But he was shy. The expressions of the cultivators who were powerless to exchange had not seen a thousand, but had also seen eight hundred, and their faces immediately turned cold. Said: "You can't even take out the three Yuan Dan? What are you doing here in this mountain ruins? I really treat you as a person! Roll on! What a fool to delay Lao Tzu's work!" As he spoke, he snatched the stone from Lu Zhi's hand and turned his face away, ignoring it again.

Lu Zhi wanted this stone in his heart, but he really couldn't take out the Yuan Dan, and wondered if he would go to Sha Qifei to borrow a few, presumably he might have it on him, and he could find Hu Liu'an no matter how bad it was. But for now, I have to tell this black-faced man first, let him keep this stone, otherwise if he is exchanged for someone else, it will be a waste of effort.

"Dude!" Lu Zhiyi called out to the black-faced man.

The black-faced man said impatiently: "What do you want to do if you don't return Yuan Dan? ”

Lu Zhiyi explained: "Brother misunderstood, I want to tell you ...... below."

"Hey, this piece of Danpo is good! Oh, it's a pity, there are too many impurities, the physical properties are not pure, and it takes too much effort to refine and purify it. Dude, how much are you going to want?" Lu Zhiyi was about to say his request, when another cultivator came over to the side, grabbed a palm-sized red stone from the black-faced man's stall and looked at it for a while, and then said.

The black-faced man immediately didn't listen to what Lu Zhiyi said, and turned to the cultivator: "A hundred Returning Yuan Pills or something else that Lao Tzu has in his eyes can also be." ”

The black-faced man was not disturbed by what the cultivator had just said, and the cultivator who came to exchange things didn't first depreciate what he wanted to change, so that he could exchange the least amount of things for what he wanted the most. It's just that what this cultivator said is also true, his piece of dampa is indeed as the other party said, there are too many impurities and impure physical properties, and it is the part of a large dampo stone that is almost adjacent to the stone layer at the very edge.

When the cultivator heard this, he frowned and shook his head, "Danpo is the best material to use to refine the flying sword, I recently wanted to refine a flying sword, but a hundred Yuan Dan is too much." Your piece of Danpo has been refined to the point that it can be used, but I'm afraid that even half of it won't be left, or else, fifty Yuan Dan, what do you think?"

When the black-faced man heard this, he snorted in his nose, turned away, and didn't pay attention to the cultivator anymore. When the cultivator saw him with this attitude, he also became angry, and stamped his feet and left.

At this time, the cultivator who set up a stall next to him, who was originally chatting with the black-faced man, turned around and said, "Fifty Yuan Dan is good, and the one you got in exchange for this Danpo is only twenty Yuan Dan, why do you want to eat it in one bite and become fat?"

The black-faced man said: "Uncle, I am willing, just a hundred Yuan Dan, love can not be changed." Isn't it just a cultivator who is about to become a confidant, refining a flying sword in front of Lao Tzu or something. Since you have the ability to refine the flying sword, then you can afford to return the Yuan Dan to change! By the way, just now I said that the Sect Master of the Lei Sect was shocked, that is a character, I have seen him with my own eyes, you know it?......"

Lu Zhi was amused when he heard it, it turned out that the black-faced man felt that the cultivator had a sense of self-show, so he said an unreliable exchange, deliberately disgusting the other party, no wonder the other party was so angry and left, it must have come back to his senses. Seeing that the black-faced man was about to start chatting with someone again, he hurriedly shouted: "Brother, brother, I'll discuss something with you!"

The black-faced man was interrupted from chatting, his face was black and fleshy, and he shouted: "Why haven't you left yet!

Lu Zhiyi: "I don't have the Yuan Dan, but I can help you refine this piece of Danpo here as an exchange, do you think it's okay?"

The black-faced man first heard Lu Zhiyi say that he didn't return the Yuan Dan, and was about to scold, but when he heard it, he was taken aback, and then looked Lu Zhiyi up and down, and finally couldn't help but sneer, and stretched out his hand to Lu Zhiyi: "What? Just because you want to refine this piece of Danpo on the spot? You can't take out the three Yuan Dan, you want to refine this piece on the spot...... Hey, hey, what are you doing, do you want to grab something, find a dead boy...... My Danpo!ah, this is refined!"

Lu Zhi knew early on that it was absolutely impossible for him to believe himself, and just as he was sneering, he couldn't help but say, and raised his hand to grab the piece of Danpo in his hand with the method of imperial objects. The black-faced man was immediately shocked, thinking that he was going to grab his own things, so he immediately jumped up, just like Lu Zhiyi to pounce over, and the cultivator who set up a stall next to him saw this scene, and also grabbed a big knife from the ground and held it in his hand. You must know that in the ruins, there has never been a cultivator who dares to grab things with open fire, so it's worth it!

But at the moment when the two of them stood up in surprise, a burst of seven-colored light flashed away on the piece of Danpo, and a few wisps of green smoke suddenly drifted away on the piece of Danpo, which was more than half smaller than the original, and Lu Zhi casually threw back the remaining piece of Danpo, and said, "Okay, brother, take a look for yourself!"

The black-faced man was busy taking Danpo in his hand, only to see that the original palm-sized Danpo could only be a small half of the palm at the moment, but the color changed from the original dark red to obvious blood red, and it also exuded Danpo's unique breath, held in his hand, warm and moist, there is no one (to be continued......