Yipin Danxian

Chapter 44 Winter Bamboo Shoots
Just as he was about to reach for the lightning strike wood, there was a sudden noise at the door.

I saw an old monk with white beard and hair was knocked down to the ground by several strong men, and he was beaten so hard that his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and tears flowed down his face.

The hook-nosed and bald-headed Chaoshou who were playing chess outside the pavilion just now stood by the side, and said viciously: "Fight, beat to death! You old bastard, dare to use fakes to switch bags, do you really think my brother is blind? Put Get something..."

A strong man strode up to Wu Sheng, stretched out his hand and took the lightning strike wood from the shelf, and handed it to Hooked Nose. Hooked Nose's left hand was holding a similar-looking tree root from the old monk's arms. Right after a while, he said: "It's pretty similar!" Breaking the fake tree root into two pieces, still on the face of the old monk: "Kill him and throw it out and bury it!"

Wu Sheng couldn't help being stunned, the broken tree root was exactly the one he had chosen to buy.

Can this be fake?

Seeing that the old monk didn't argue, just protecting his head with his hands, he let those strong men beat him. After drinking half a cup of tea, he hooked his nose and waved his hands. Several strong men carried the old monk like a dead dog out.

Wu Sheng didn't dare to go up to intercede, although he really wanted to know the origin of the fake lightning strike wood, but if he really went up to save people, he was afraid that he wouldn't be recognized as an accomplice of the old monk?

Therefore, he just cautiously asked someone beside him: "Who is this old man?"

The man smiled and replied: "Master Dongsun under Dongsun Peak, don't you know? Don't look at the loud name, claiming to be a master, in fact, he is a useless Qi refiner, and don't even think about it in this life." True essence conjugation... An old habitual offender, he often traded defective products for good ones, if he hadn't had an affair with Shenyin Peak Master, he would have been beaten to death."

Wu Sheng asked: "This time... he won't be beaten to death, right?"

The man said: "Don't look at the brothers of the Ying family who speak harshly, it's still not easy to do black hands. Besides, the old guy is also rough and thick, and the big guys say that he practiced the magical art of tortoise shell, haha..."

After talking for a while, Wu Sheng thanked him gratefully: "Thank you, brother!"

The man patted him on the shoulder: "You are all fellow daoists when you are away from home, so why be polite...you are new here?"

Wu Sheng quickly denied it, and didn't dare to talk any more. He went to wait and see the newly replaced authentic lightning strike wood, but he was very disappointed in the result—the spiritual power was very abundant, but it was not the spiritual sand that Qingling Pill needed, so he had to move and continue. Take a look at the rows and rows of goodies on display.

The hard work paid off, and in the evening, two more alternative materials were found, and the blanks that needed to be filled in the form were reduced to 29—the premise is that the fake lightning wood can be obtained repeatedly.

Asking about the prices of these two kinds of spiritual materials, they are indeed extremely cheap, and they can be bought for only three hundred dollars in total.Wu Sheng opened the package to pay, only to find that there was an incision the size of a fingernail on the package, and after counting it, more than [-] yuan was missing at some point!
Bald Eagle II, who collected the money, smiled immediately: "Fellow Daoist, pay attention to the money in the future, otherwise you will really have a hard time living in Langshan!"

The boss doesn't care, Wu Sheng can only catch the thief himself, Wu Sheng looks at the monks in the house, how can he tell the difference?You can only suffer from being dumb.

After meeting the bill and taking away the spiritual materials, Wu Sheng went back to the mountain to continue his cultivation, absorbed and transformed the two kinds of spiritual materials, and obtained more than one hundred grains of spiritual sand.

Today's trip was very rewarding. Not only did I visualize nearly two hundred grains of spiritual sand, but I also found several kinds of spiritual materials that could replace alchemy. This trip was really worthwhile.

The next day, Wu Sheng woke up early, set off with chirping birds, climbed several mountain ridges, and arrived at the foot of Dongsun Peak.

This mountain is shaped like winter bamboo shoots, each section is worthy of its name, but unfortunately the spiritual power is thin, like Wu Sheng's Songzhu Yayuan, it is not an ideal cave for cultivation.

There is a thatched hut at the foot of the peak, and some vegetables are planted in the front and back of the hut. Is this the Dongfu of Master Dongsun?

Wu Sheng intentionally made some noise, and walked to the hut. The old monk with white beard and hair had appeared in front of the door yesterday. The bruises on his face had long since disappeared, and there were no scars. It happened, a good appearance of immortality.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes yesterday, Wu Sheng would have been terrified when he saw him suddenly, thinking that he had met an expert.

Venerable Dongsun stood leaning against the door, and asked, "Little friend, what is the purpose of coming to my Dongsun Peak?"

Wu Sheng said: "Of course I need to consult the Venerable Master."

Venerable Dongsun sized Wu Sheng up, stroked his beard and said, "Your face is tight, you're not from Mount Lang, but you've heard of my old man's name?"

Wu Sheng said a few words: "The Venerable Master's name is like thunder, I've heard of it a long time ago, so I don't take the liberty to bother you."

Master Dongsun smiled: "My friend is here! I know a thing or two about medical divination, astrology, geography and scenery, and I can answer your questions. Moreover, I know all about the fellows of Langshan. If you have any difficulties, please feel free to contact me." The old man can also solve the problem, the comrades have to sell the old man a face, hehe...Of course, the old man here, the rules are indispensable..."

As he said that, seeing the look of astonishment on Wu Sheng's face, Master Dongsun added even more: "Little friend, do you know the name of the Lord of Shenyin Peak, that is my dear friend..."

Seeing that the old man was still out of breath and hinted that the fee would be expensive, Wu Sheng was of course surprised, did he treat himself as a newcomer?He said unceremoniously: "I met the Venerable Master yesterday at the Yingting Pavilion, and out of curiosity, I inquired about the Venerable Master's deeds, hehe...so I worship the mountain..."

Being exposed by Wu Sheng on the spot, Master Dongsun couldn't hold back anymore, and sat down in front of the door on the spot, drooping his head and asking, "Then what are you doing here?"

Wu Sheng got straight to the point: "The fake lightning wood you used to switch bags yesterday is very similar to the real one. Where did it come from?"

Master Dongsun said angrily: "What fake lightning wood? The old man never said it was lightning wood! It is obviously a good thing, but the old man spent a lot of effort to refine it. It is full of spirituality, and it is very good. People do not know goods!"

Wu Sheng asked, "What's the use?"

Master Dongsun said: "Although its use is unknown, but its spirituality is overflowing, it can be said that it is undoubtedly a precious spiritual material!"

Wu Sheng asked: "Then why did you pass it off as the original Thunderbolt?"

Venerable Dongsun said awkwardly: "People in the world don't know the beauty of this thing, so they put it in it, waiting for a fate... Aren't you a destined person?"

Wu Sheng didn't have the intention to investigate Master Dongsun's true intentions. It doesn't matter whether he faked the package or really wanted the world to try it out. What he cared about was Master Dongsun's words just now, "refined." , this is good news, which means that this fake lightning strike wood can be obtained repeatedly!

"A business?" Wu Sheng asked directly.

"What are you doing?" Master Dongsun asked.

Wu Sheng held up two fingers: "Two options, or tell me the method of refining fake products, I will pay, but you have to extend the period, the extension means to pay in three years, this is to ensure that you give There is no mistake in Fang Zi; the second option, you directly refine the fake product, and I will buy it."

Master Dongsun suddenly said, "Are you planning to sell it outside the mountain?"

Wu Sheng said: "Don't worry about it, if you agree or disagree, I'll count to three! Three, two..."

Master Dongsun immediately caught it: "The second one! The old man has refined it and sold it to you, one piece of gold!"

Wu Sheng was amused: "The real lightning strike wood is only at this price, so you sell it to me as the real thing?"

Master Dongsun heheed twice, and changed his tune: "Five hundred yuan! You can double the profit if you sell it!"

Wu Sheng said: "It's more likely that it won't be sold, or people will see through it when it's sold, just like you did yesterday. At that time, I have to pay for my people to eliminate the disaster, or simply gather people to fight, and you know what it means Is it? The wear and tear of magic tools and elixir, pension expenses, rewards, etc. are all a lot of money, do you think if I just double it, I can make a profit?"

Venerable Dongsun sighed: "I understand now... Fellow Daoist, please make an offer." He dared not call Wu Sheng "little friend" anymore.

Wu Sheng stretched out a slap: "Fifty money!"

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