Chapter 83 Deja vu, one by one
Gu Changsheng slowly closed a book in his hand.
He remained silent for a long time, his face heavy.
This is a book of various routines compiled by people in the world of cultivating immortals.
He thought he was careful enough.
But if you try to introduce yourself to the various routines in this book.
It is very likely that he will fall into it without even realizing it.
Terrible!
I don’t know how the monk who compiled this book felt.
What kind of difficult and tortuous life allowed him to create such a masterpiece!
Gu Changsheng was not stingy and expressed his deep admiration, which opened his eyes.
“Fellow Daoist Qiye, where is my sister?”
As soon as he closed the book, Mu Daodao walked in and looked around the store, but found nothing. Mu Wangyue's figure, and then asked him.
Gu Changsheng glanced at him and said, "Where is your sister? Why are you asking me?"
How did he know where Mu Wangyue was?
"Doesn't she often come to you? Oh..."
The two looked at each other and said in unison: "The stall area!"
Looked at each other and smiled.
The stall area is not just about various monks setting up stalls and selling things.
There are also many kinds of snacks from the world of immortality.
They are generally made with spiritual objects, and the varieties are very rich.
And Mu Wangyue may be the most loyal customer at these food stalls.
Gu Changsheng picked up a washed spiritual fruit from the plate in front of him.
"Do you want to eat the spirit fruit?"
Gu Changsheng took a bite himself, waved his sleeve, and threw a spirit fruit in front of Mu Dao.
Mu Daodao took the spirit fruit, gulped it down in several gulps, scratched his head, and said, "Then I will go find her now, fellow Taoist Qiye, see you later."
After that, people Fengfenghuo left the store again.
Gu Changsheng looked at his quickly leaving back, shook his head, and laughed dumbly.
Sitting in a talisman shop, watching the people coming and going outside, taking a bite of the non-level spiritual fruit in my hand from time to time, there is an indescribable feeling in my whole person. temperament.
It’s hard to describe, it’s hard to tell what it feels like.
It's like, this man seems to be here, but he shouldn't be sitting here.
Looking at mountains is not mountains, looking at water is not water.
......
More than half a year ago, Mu Wangyue and Mu Daodao bought a first-class defensive talisman from him. Later, they used this talisman to fight against the monsters in a thrilling battle. After a chase, he successfully escaped back to Fangshi.
Gu Changsheng and the siblings are becoming more and more familiar with each other.
These two are not biological siblings, but they are not much different.
The blood relationship between cultivating families is somewhat complicated.
Generally, people of the same age judge seniority based on age.
For example, Mu Daodao and his thirteenth brother who loves to visit the "Drunken Ying Pavilion" are both alchemists in the Xingyan Dan Pavilion.
These messages can be learned naturally through daily interactions.
"Qiye...Qiye Daoist fellow!"
Listening to this voice from a distance, Gu Changsheng lowered the book in his hand and raised his head slightly.
I saw a goose-yellow figure holding two bunches of colorful candied haws.
Well, Mu Daodao just left and went to find her.
Mu Wangyue is here, it’s perfect to miss!
"It's very sweet and delicious." Gu Changsheng gave his own evaluation after taking a bite.
Mu Wangyue licked a red hawthorn fruit with a small mouth, her crescent-like eyes were crooked, and she turned her head and smiled at him.
That smile... seems to be much sweeter than this candied haws. Gu Changsheng was stunned and said, "Your brother is looking for you, don't you know?"
"Who? Did you ask?" Mu Wangyue couldn't help but take a small bite. He picked up a candied haws and said with a bulge in his mouth: "It's okay, don't worry, it won't be a big deal if he comes to me anyway, and it will be the same later."
"As long as you're happy." Gu Changsheng shook his head and tried not to complain.
Although Mu Wangyue is not an alchemist, he is also a talent in the cultivation of immortality and a hundred arts, and an indispensable spiritual beast master.
The so-called spirit beast master is a person who controls and cultivates spirit beasts.
The combat effectiveness will not be too weak, it will even be very strong.
But most of a person's strength also depends on the spiritual beast he cultivates.
Within the territory of Guijian Sect, there are many sects and families that are famous for their spirit beasts.
A spiritual beast that was cultivated by a great monk and then left behind can even protect a sect and family for one or two hundred years without declining!
It’s just, like this, a spiritual beast that can be successfully cultivated in the end.
It is still very rare.
Otherwise, the way of the spirit beast master would have long become the mainstream in this world of immortality.
Instead of being like now, insect control, body cultivation, etc. are all the ways of a small group of monks.
Gu Changsheng had just finished eating a sugar-coated spiritual fruit hawthorn. When he looked up again, he saw that Mu Wangyue had finished eating the bunch of candied haws in his hand.
He was standing on tiptoes, looking at him with a pair of big eyes.
When their eyes met, she suddenly smiled sheepishly.
He turned his head slightly.
This scene seemed familiar...
Gu Changsheng's eyes were inexplicably gentle. He took off the spiritual fruit hawthorn from the top of the bunch of candied haws in his hand and put it on the fruit plate.
"Now, let's eat it for you."
This tone was inexplicably gentle.
“No, I gave this to you, how can I get it back?”
Mu Wangyue shook her little head, stretched out a small white hand, picked up the hawthorn fruit in the fruit plate, and whispered:
"I will only eat one (billion) more of these." One pill... is enough.”
It’s really just one hundred million pills! !
......
"Fellow Taoist, friend, are you collecting treasures?"
"What treasure?" Gu Changsheng looked at the monk who came to the door in confusion.
"Second-level elixir, Nirvana grass!"
The monk lowered his voice and said.
Gu Changsheng looked at him in slight astonishment, and was speechless for a moment.
Nirvana grass is famous among second-level elixirs.
There are few monks who do not know it.
According to legend, Nirvana grass is a strange grass that grows in the Phoenix's lair.
Although the rumors are just rumors, in fact, as long as the fire attribute is very strong, Nirvana grass may grow.
The reason why Nirvana Grass is called a strange grass is because it is really useful in treating monks’ injuries. It is included in the Foundation Establishment Pill!
The combination of Nirvana grass and some elixirs can ensure that the monks will not die if they fail to build the foundation.
But would such a precious elixir be sold directly to your door?
Gu Changsheng didn't believe it, shook his head and said: "I won't accept it!"
The monk left with an expression of "You have suffered a big loss".
"Why don't you harvest the Nirvana grass?" Mu Wangyue asked curiously.
"Since we have Nirvana grass, where can we sell it? Why come to a small shop like mine?" Gu Changsheng asked her in return.
Anyway, he would never believe in such a pie-in-the-sky thing.
Mu Wangyue blinked, thoughtfully.
(End of this chapter)