The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 95
In the early morning of the second day, Yunying walked to the door of Old Pharmacist Zhu in the morning light. She used to come and go here, but her mind was only on her own practice and blood collection, and she didn't pay attention to the scenery of this courtyard. Today But he slowed down his pace, and slowly moved forward along the Chaoshou corridor, not letting go of every carving and every piece of rockery.

In fact, it is a very beautiful courtyard, simple and quiet, not showing mountains and dews, but you can see traces of years accumulated everywhere.The old pharmacist Zhu is also such a person. His laughing and cursing, his confusion and confusion are just the open-mindedness after a long time to see through the world.

Yun Ying became more and more convinced of this, so she repeatedly thought about the skills of speaking in her heart.

Concealment cannot be concealed, but how can the old pharmacist believe that she is born with such a dharma body, and that she did not practice some magic power?

If there is no Cui Zun, she can ask the old pharmacist to explore her memory. Although the soul search technique performed by the Yuanyuan Realm may damage her spiritual consciousness, it can be cured, if she is just naked One bite, I really don't mind using this method to prove myself.

But Cui Zun can't reveal it. Her father's arrangement of all kinds of unpredictable prophets all show that her dharma body is not simply innate, and behind it may involve many secrets that Yunying can't even imagine. Yunying doesn't want others to be involved in this whirlpool among.

Amidst all these tangled thoughts, Yun Ying slowly walked to the main hall door, staring at the Bogu flowers carved on the door in a trance.

Deep down, she was still trembling with the decision she had made.

It's too dangerous, it's too dangerous to hand over one's hole card to someone who is somewhat close but has a short relationship after all.

She bowed her head and hesitated, but the door suddenly opened, and the old pharmacist Zhu sat at the table grinding spirit grass powder, without raising her head, she asked, "Why are you wandering around outside?"

Yunying walked into the room and stood by the wall, the sunlight came in through the doors and windows, like the sun's feet piercing through the clouds, but Yunying stood alone in the shadow cast by the wall, her originally beautiful eyebrows and eyes were also drooped The head looks a bit dark.

Looking at the old floor tiles, she imagined how the old pharmacist Zhu lived here for nearly 300 years.This kind of floor tile is made of black crystal ore, and it is very smooth when it is first laid, but as time goes on, the luster fades, and it will look dirty with a little dust.The floor tiles under her feet are not only easily dirty, but also have some thin cracks that are not easy to detect. This is because the old pharmacist Zhu never thought about replacing them after she moved in.

Not only are the floor tiles old, but so are the bed curtains, screens, tables and chairs. People who don’t want to replace old things may be frugal or nostalgic, but no matter what they are, they all sound like reliable quality.

Yun Ying bet that she guessed right, so she raised her head and said, "Old Pharmacist Zhu, I stole some things, you have noticed it."

Zhu old pharmacist snapped his fingers, put down the pestle and mortar and looked at Yunying, wondering in his heart that he was so careless in doing things, even such a small girl could sense his temptation.

Seeing his expression, Yunying knew that he had indeed noticed, sighed and knelt down, took out the bottles containing blood and lined them up: "Except for the blood of the outer disciples Cen Shuyue and Tao Ningqin, the rest of the blood It's all here."

The old pharmacist Zhu trembled suddenly, staring at Yun Ying in a daze: "What did you do to those two drops of blood?"

(End of this chapter)