Miao Congshu was quite worried: "I am now the one who relied on his parents."

He is just a pretty face and looks handsome. In fact, he has no background in guarding the hollow mountain, and his sarcastic personality is completely a lunatic.

He gave him a lot of spiritual weapons, herbs and money to his current employee, but he gave him a broken stone.

Wu Yaoli felt magical after hearing this. He hesitated and asked: "You are the Five Elements Jade when you give it away at your disposal?"

He didn't know what kind of defensive spirit weapon it was, but he just relied on it recently, so he heard Miao Congshu shout "Five Elements Jade".

If you remember correctly, the Lost Spiritual Artifacts Records records a kind of spiritual jade that is born and nurtured, which automatically contains and absorbs the qi of yin and yang and five elements, and is used by powerful people in ancient times.

Later, the spiritual energy was unbalanced, and many treasures of heaven and earth gradually became extinct due to insufficient spiritual energy, and were recorded in various famous and lost chapters. Among them, the "Five Elements Jade" is among the top ten chapters of the spiritual weapon list.

If you want to give away the Five Elements Jade, you will be a young man who has no ability to sit in the empty mountain. Please make him so poor too.

Miao Congshu took out the black stone hanging on his neck and raised his chin to let Wu Yaoli see: "Is it worth it?"

"The Five Elements Dao Jade has a price but no market." Wu Yaoli pinched the black stone and looked at it, then put it down and said, "You are just an ordinary stone. It is engraved with defensive formations, and a little Taoist technique is also integrated."

Apart from its extremely strong defensive formation, Black Stone only has a small amount of spiritual energy, and it seems to be a carrier of defensive formations.

Wu Yaoli suddenly lost interest, and he thought it was the real Five Elements Jade.

"It should be Heishe Jade." Wu Yaoli said: "It is a substitute for the Five Elements Jade. It cannot actively absorb spiritual energy but can preserve spiritual energy. Some black-hearted monks poured spiritual energy into the Heishe Jade. They pretended to be the Five Elements Jade, and then released it to deceive fools who have money but have no place to spend but have little knowledge."

Miao Congshu: "Oh." So that's the case.

He stuffed this fake "Five Elements Jade" back into his clothes, and at the same time extinguished the unrealistic idea that "the current person may be hidden in his deepest position and is a second generation of cultivators."

Forget it, anyway, the family he has saved over the years is rich enough. He can afford to be a little white-faced person.

Wu Yaoli was about to say something else when he suddenly felt the fluctuations coming from the air. He immediately stood up and said, "I'll leave first, uncle, I'll leave first." After that, he ran away like a burning butt.

Miao Congshu put away the storage bag, and Deng Qizhi just walked in.

The blue and white crane patterned Taoist robe passed by the table like a flowing cloud, with one or two drops of dizzy blood stained at the corners. The sleeves blocked the blood, but were quickly moved away. Deng Qizhi sat down and looked at Miao Congshu with a deep expression.

Miao Congshu took out the peaches from the mustard seeds and wiped them, and then sucked them. He thought he would leave one or two defensive spirit weapons for the current person, and bring some medicinal seeds back to Kunlun seeds.

People in the cultivation world think that Kunlun has a god master, and think that Kunlun is full of rare birds and beasts, strange flowers and plants. In fact, Kunlun is full of ordinary ingredients, and there are all kinds of fishing in the mountains.

——This little guy is equivalent to his current position.

Miao Congshu set an example to prove that his current position is not the Lord of Kunlun.

If so, then the Kunlun God Lord is really not qualified.

"Why don't you look at me?" Deng Qizhi's face suddenly appeared in Miao Congshu's empty sight. Because his face was so handsome that it was too impactful, it quickly grabbed Miao Congshu's attention. "I'm injured."

Deng Qizhi lifted her sleeves, but saw three deep bone-looking scars on her right wrist, emitting black blood.

Miao Congshu ate a bite of peach meat, looked at the three scars, raised his eyes and faced the silver-gray vertical pupils of Dengqizhi, and suddenly felt that the peach meat was not that sweet anymore.

He thought about it and gave a pertinent suggestion: "Why do you always move your fingers slightly and pinch your healing formula?"

The lamp squid drooped his eyes, and his silver-white eyelashes were neatly arranged like small leaves. He said, "I don't know."

Miao Congshu: "..." He remembered that the dragon clan had thick skin and thick flesh and would not be injured easily and had excellent self-healing ability. "I don't know how to heal the formula, and there are no healing herbs. Why don't you look for Wu Yaoli?"

“I have medicine.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a bottle of healing medicine appeared on the table out of thin air.

Deng Qizhi said: "Miao Shu, help me treat my wound."

This is a big move if he doesn't help with the wound, the other party may let the bleeding in his arms continue.

Miao Congshu had to touch his nose and pick up the medicine bottle, pour out a grass-green pill, crushing it and sprinkling it on the wound of the lamp quid.

The medicine is a spiritual medicine. Once it is poured out, there will be a fragrant smell of grass and trees. Once the medicine is sprinkled, the wound will soon stop bleeding and scab, and it may recover as before after a while.

"Good medicine." Miao Congshu praised.

Deng Qizhi: "If you want it, I will give it to you."

"No." Miao Congshu refused. He and the current employee were not aggressive and could not use particularly good medicine. "You can use it yourself."

Dengqizhi is a dragon clan, so it has the combative attributes of the dragon clan. In the past, he often fought with people when he was in Dongting, so it was common to be injured.

Miao Congshu would care about him and his injuries at that time, but now he doesn't feel anything.

He picked up the peaches and crunched them again, wondering whether to plant a peach forest again?

Deng Qizhi saw his indifference and indifferentness, and the faint smile on his face faded away like a tide. He sat next to Miao Congshu, stared at his side and said softly, "Your cultivation has not improved."

Miao Congshu's cultivation level is in the Golden Elixir stage, hundreds of years ago, and hundreds of years later, and even his cultivation level is in the Golden Elixir stage.

Deng Qizhi used to be with him, often urged him to practice. He was very dissatisfied with his salty attitude and always regarded it as not seeking progress.

This seems to be the real reason why he was kicked?

"I am not a good-looking person and lazy. I haven't fallen into the realm of Golden Pill, which proves that I have tried hard."

Deng Qizhi: "A secret realm appears on the edge of the eight hundred miles of mountain range of Taixuan Sect. It is estimated that it is an ancient secret realm. There are several entry quotas for Wanfa Taoist Sect. I will take you in to find opportunities at that time."

Miao Congshu: "No, no, no."

Deng Qizhi seemed to have not heard his rejection: "I will protect you. Miao Shu, you need to improve your cultivation level as soon as possible." He paused and said: "In the near future, the cultivation world will usher in a great revival of spiritual energy."

Miao Congshu scratched his cheek, "It's a good thing." But he wondered what does not have to do with the resurrection of spiritual energy and a salted fish?

Deng Qizhi stepped forward, reached out to hold Miao Congshu's shoulder, and put his forehead against his neck, as close as they were when they were together two hundred years ago.

He missed his youthful recklessness, and Miao Congshu was so scared that he had goose bumps.

The current person who was full of sinister and terrifying thoughts found that he was hooking up a man outside, so he became jealous and went crazy with a hatchet and killed all the guinea fowls raised on Kunlun Mountain, large fruit tree plants planted, and even cruelly blew up all the silverfish raised in the lake.

When Miao Congshu thought of this scene, he was immediately sad. He quickly pushed the lamp and Qizhi to the side and jumped aside: "Dongting Longjun, you can help you heal your wounds, and other things are not discussed, especially emotional matters."

He became a good person.

real.

Deng Qizhi looked at him with his lips pursed, not knowing whether it was the sky or the light and shadow. Anyway, when he saw Miao Congshu's obvious repulsion, his silver-gray eyes couldn't help but dim.

You should know that Deng Qizhi has always been lonely, cold and arrogant, especially her appearance is different from ordinary people. She has both the beauty of the demon clan and the majesty and self-pride of the Dragon Lord. Such a cold and luxurious beauty showed surprise and subtle sadness in an instant, which could easily make people feel soft-hearted.

If it were others, no matter how you didn’t understand the mercy, you would soften your heart and say a few good words to coax.

But Miao Congshu was just a sloppy sea king, and his heart would never be restless for his ex.

So he said, "See if you sleep here or go back to your own room? Of course, I don't mean to drive you away. The yard and the house are all yours. You are the master and you have the final say. I can sleep outside in the middle of the lawn, trunks and flowers."

Deng Qizhi stood up suddenly, fell a tall figure in front of Miao Congshu and caged it in the shadow. His expression was not good or bad. He just pinched Miao Congshu's back neck and leaned against his ear. The breath he exhaled was sprayed ambiguously in his ear and said, "I'll wait for you to adapt."

"But Miao Shu and Long's patience are not good."

After saying that, he stared at Miao Congshu deeply, with the persistence and burning and suppressed desire in his eyes.

He gently touched Miao Congshu's broken hair with his lips, and then he left.

Miao Congshu thought he couldn't stay anymore, so he went down the mountain to escape in the late night.

As soon as the idea was formed, there was a voice transmission from a lamp in the air: "You can try to escape. Dongting's thirty-six lakes and seventy-two lakes are all my eyes and ears, and there is water in the land that is convenient for me."

The little spark that escaped was extinguished.

Miao slumped back to the bed lazily, changed to dried fruits and chewed them while recalling whether there were any exercises or spiritual tools in his mustard seeds that could hide his body.

As he thought about it, he fell asleep.

Although the snoring sound was so small that it was almost inaudible, the unique rhythm between breathing and breathing showed his extraordinary sleep ability.

After he fell asleep, the black stone wearing a neck emitted a faint light, and the black stone became transparent like fat jade, soft and clear. The light was bright and weak like breathing, and it was crazy to absorb the spiritual energy in the surrounding air.

The transparent and clear black stone is like a black jade of excellent quality, and the patterns inside the jade run on the five elements and yin and yang.

If Wu Yaoli was present, he could recognize the piece of Heishe Jade, which he mistakenly thought was worthless. In fact, it was the spiritual jade, the five elements, which had been lost in the rumor.

..

Kunlun Mountain.

Jinghu.

The Mirror Lake on the top of the mountain is as clear as a glass, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. The lake surface is so large that it looks endless, the lake water is clear and clear, and the silver-white fish in the lake are grouped in groups to play in the water.

A small boat is in the center of the lake, like a canfly in the sky and earth. The black falcon spreads its wings and soars in the sky. The falcon sings like a cry, flying up and down in the clouds, and suddenly dives down three thousand feet.

He quickly retracted his wings, circled three times, and stood at the head of the boat.

The long beak penetrated into the water and pecked a silverfish quickly and accurately. Before she could swallow it, she was hit by a water drop. The silverfish fell into the water and turned over and ran happily, shaking its tail.

The splashing water seemed to mock the stupidity of the Black Falcon.

The black falcon opened its long beak twice but did not dare to speak. She shrank her head aggrievedly and combed her feathers. She used her not very smart head to think that this psychopath's owner was still so stingy.

I refused to let the birds and animals nearby eat even a silverfish. There were thousands of silverfish in the lake, let alone the number of small fish there were.

Next to the boat, a yellow and thin fishing rod moved. The fish in the lake hooked and dragged the fishing rod to slide quietly into the water. Just as the fishing rod was hanging on the edge of the boat, an evenly fleshy hand stretched out from the curtain of the boat. By chance, he held the fishing rod and hooked it up with light force.

The fishing line drew an arc in the air, and a century-old silverfish the size of an adult's arm was caught in the water.

Before the century-old silverfish fell on the board, it was sent into the bamboo basket next to it by an unknown force. The black falcon next to it knocked and found that the bamboo basket was filled with dozens of precious century-old silverfish.
To be continued...