Chapter 317 Did Shijiu quarrel with Changkong?
“Little monk, let me lean on you.”
Shijiu approached Changkong, tilted his body, and was about to lean on him.
Chang Kong clasped his hands together, pursed his lips and took a few steps aside. His tone was distant and indifferent, "Donor Shi, please respect yourself."
"...Gan!"
Shijiu's steps staggered slightly, the tip of his tongue pressed against the tip of his teeth, and Chang Kong laughed in anger.
"Pusheng, be careful on the road."
Su Jiechen was reluctant to give up, but he didn't show it on his face.
"You too, practice harder, and when you reach the fifth level of Breaking the Mortal Realm, I will give you a gift." Xu Pusheng hugged Su Jiechen reluctantly.
Unexpectedly, not long after they reunited, they would be separated again.
"What gift?"
Su Jiechen asked curiously.
Xu Pusheng smiled, patted his shoulder, and said mysteriously: "I will tell you after you break through to the fifth level."
After saying that, he jumped on the carriage. .
“Drive!”
Liu Yueci glanced at the subordinate driving the carriage behind him, and then left Feng'an Village on horseback.
"Youyuan, that mortal is gone. It seems that he really has nothing to do with the demon spirit." Ruoxian looked at Liu Yueci who left Feng'an Village and shook his head in disappointment.
"Youyuan?"
After a long time of waiting for Youyuan's response, Ruoxian glanced at her strangely, "What are you looking at?"
As he said, He followed Youyuan's gaze and happened to meet the eyes of a woman.
Shijiu crossed his arms across his chest, tilted his head, and looked at Ruoxian and Youyuan with a half-smile.
This is spiritual power delivered to your door! ?
Ruoxian's heart palpitated, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The way this woman looked at them looked like she was looking at two prey about to enter her mouth! ?
It must be his illusion! ?
"Let's go."
Youyuan withdrew his gaze, glanced at Ruoxian lightly, grabbed his collar, and left quickly.
……
At midnight, Feng’an Village was covered with dark clouds. Shijiu sat cross-legged on a high roof, with a brush glowing with a faint golden light suspended above his head.
The drizzle of rain started falling at any time, and a muffled thunder resounded throughout Feng'an Village.
In the inn, Su Jiechen huddled under the quilt, covering his ears in fear.
Wuxin heard the thunder, opened his eyes, and stood up from the futon.
"Uncle Master, it's raining in Feng'an Village."
Wu Xin closed the window and said to Chang Kong who was meditating on the other side.
I don’t know why, but my uncle suddenly said tonight that he would meditate and practice at his place.
This should have been a normal thing, but he felt a little weird for no reason...
He also felt a little uneasy for no reason...
Should Uncle Master? Could it be that he had a quarrel with the female donor?
This is the guess that Wu Xin came up with after thinking about it all night.
"Yeah."
Chang Kong responded indifferently.
Seeing that his uncle was so taciturn, Wu Xin lay down on the soft couch beside him with his mouth bulging, "Uncle, I'm ready to rest."
Chang Kong This time, Wu Xin didn't even get a response.
Wu Xin: “……”
I always feel that my uncle tonight is extremely indifferent!
Did you really have a quarrel with the female donor? ?
“Tsk, tsk, tsk~”
Shijiu raised his head and glanced at the brush above his head, his eyebrows curved, “This brush is really good. It can transform my spiritual power. It’s a good one. Something!”
This is the magic weapon found from Dan Hua.
The attack power is not high, but to Shijiu's surprise, it can store spiritual power and convert these spiritual powers that are extremely repulsive to her into spiritual powers that she can use.
Although there is not much spiritual power that can be converted every day, at least she no longer needs to sleep and has a source of spiritual power.
(End of this chapter)