reincarnation devil

Chapter 223 A Fragrance

"Your cultivation still hasn't improved, Ziegler!" The young man heard this voice as soon as he stepped into the simple room.

"Brother Lu made fun of you!" Ziegler smiled, only to see Lu Wenchao sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, expressionless, with an orange crown hanging on his head, and above the crown was a layer of misty fog. The black air made the stars above the crown particularly ugly.

"Sit!" Lu Wenchao said coldly.

Ziegler looked around and found nothing sitting. He was slightly embarrassed, and Lu Wenchao opened his eyes, "Eh...then stand!"

Hearing Lu Wenchao like this, Ziegler was even more embarrassed. Even so, Ziegler was very dissatisfied, but he didn't show the slightest sign. Ziegler knew that the middle-aged man in front of him had a higher level of cultivation than the eight emperors. By a hair's breadth, this time I came to talk to him only for his help.

"This time, I'm afraid you are not only here to help Yuanmeng win!" Lu Wenchao said flatly.

"Hey!" Ziegler chuckled, "Brother Lu is the best!"

As he said that, Ziegler paced on the ground and said, "Brother Lu is still so outspoken after all these years, and speak out! This time, we do have other goals, and we need your help!"

"What's the matter?" Lu Wenchao hummed without raising his eyelids.

"This time, my brother is also here." Ziegler said.

"Oh?" Lu Wenchao opened his eyes, then slowly closed them, and said, "Are you talking about Naijiajie or Boyan?"

"Second Senior Brother!"

"What is he doing here?" Lu Wenchao asked, opening his eyes suddenly.

"Second senior brother came here this time because of a hidden illness in his body." Ziegler said with a smile.

"Underlying illness?" Although Lu Wenchao's tone was steady, he sneered secretly in his heart, "Can he still have unrecognized illness?"

Boyan is the old man in the group of Guoshitang. He is the younger brother of Yuanmeng Guoshi Nai Jiajie and the second master in the Guoshitang.

The reason why Lu Wenchao was like that was also because he was a little jealous of Bo Yan. Bo Yan and Lu Wenchao were on par with Lu Wenchao. There was a conflict between Lu Wenchao and the National Teacher Hall. Just opened it.

Lu Wenchao can conclude that Bo Yan's cultivation level is only one step away from the Eight Great Emperors, and compared with himself, it is absolutely high or low!

"Yeah!" Ziegler sighed, "Second senior brother has been suffering from a secret illness for a long time. This time, we heard that there was a flood of frogs in the forest of reincarnation. We hurried over after hearing about it!"

"Frog tide? What does this have to do with hidden diseases?" Lu Wenchao turned his head and asked, "The barefoot golden toad?"

"Not bad!" Ziegler nodded.

The bare-footed golden toad, a low-grade spirit beast, the highest is the seventh-grade, lives in groups, appears in groups in the early spring and late autumn, and almost sleeps in the rest of the time, has excellent medicinal properties, and the high-grade ones are better, but generally only For ordinary people, ordinary doctors are somewhat useful, what is the use for spiritual practice, let alone an emperor?
"What do you want me to do?" Lu Wenchao turned his head, but kept his eyes open and asked straight ahead.

"I just need a little bit of your aura!" Ziegler still replied with a smile, but Lu Wenchao was a little puzzled, "You want my aura? Why?"

"It's... hard to say, but if Brother Lu is generous and helpful, we will definitely be grateful!" Ziegler clasped his fists in plea.

Each spiritual practice absorbs spiritual energy from the world through breathing, and replaces the spiritual energy that has already absorbed the essence with new majestic spiritual energy, and the absorbed essence is stored in the dantian tendons of the spiritual practice. The spiritual energy of each spiritual practice is With its own breath, each one is different.

Lu Wenchao didn't speak, and Ziegler didn't speak either. The two of them just stood in a stalemate, as if the air had frozen, as if they were feeling each other's breath. Lu Wenchao was secretly thinking about whether he could help or not, and which choice he should make. Do yourself no harm?
Ziegler seemed to see what was on Lu Wenchao's mind. He put away his fists and smiled softly, "Hehe, it seems that Brother Lu doesn't want to? If so, Ziegler is being abrupt..."

After finishing speaking, Ziegler took a few steps back, and lightly placed a small interspatial ring on the table, "By the way, before Eldest Brother left, he specifically asked me to leave this to Brother Lu, so farewell!"

After finishing speaking, Ziegler turned around and left. Lu Wenchao frowned slightly, "What is it?"

"Brother Lu, just look at it!" Ziegler said without turning his head.

Ziegler went out of the room, before closing the door, suddenly there was a strong smell of decay in the room, the wind howled, Ziegler took it reflexively, it was a sphere condensed with spiritual energy, Ziegler saw it After looking at it and waving it, the ball of spiritual energy turned into nothingness, he closed the door gently, and the smile on his face was even bigger...

……

Long Qi walked with great fanfare along with the Yaohun Sect. He was full of smiles, holding the jade bottle Jiao Yang gave him. Lord, I wouldn't be so stingy, thinking of this, Long Qi felt a burst of excitement.

"Eh? How did I become such a money addict? I'm so happy with such a small favor?" Long Qi suddenly realized that he seemed to have become stingy. He didn't realize it at first, but now that he has the status of Zhang Sibo, he seems to be stingy. The essence of .

Seemingly hearing Long Qi's inner voice, Dian Ling sneered, "I just realized that this is Pixiu's nature! Huh? Hahahahahahaha..."

Long Qi's face darkened when he heard Dian Ling's words, his image of being wise and mighty...

Long Qi was walking, when someone behind him gently touched him, Long Qi turned his head in displeasure, only to see a flattering figure standing behind him, clasping his hands together, as if about to say something.

"Why?" Long Qi asked in a bad tone.

"It's nothing..." The man smiled with his big yellow teeth, "I just want to remind you, don't just focus on having fun and forget about the mission."

Hearing what this person said, Long Qi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know what the mission was. The man saw Long Qi remained silent for a long time, and had some doubts, "What's wrong with you? Do you have any questions?"

"Slap!" Long Qi slapped the man's face firmly, the man was slapped suddenly, his head was stunned, and he looked at Long Qi blankly with his face covered, not knowing what he was doing. What's the matter, I saw Long Qi said with a stern look on his face, "I see, I see, it's really a disappointment, that's all, you go back and rest more, you don't need to follow!"

After finishing speaking, Long Qi left on his own, leaving only a group of demon soul disciples looking at each other in blank dismay.

The person who was beaten didn't react until everyone around him came over, and then he realized, "What is the sect master doing? If you don't agree with me, just give me a shot, obviously he asked me to remind him." what!"

The other person patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay, the master of the third sect has always been like this, it's not like you don't know it, besides, you also deserve a beating, when the master of the third sect is excited, you interrupt me Old man, don’t you owe a beating?”

"I..." The person who was beaten could only bear it while covering his face without tears.

But they didn't know that Long Qi had found a reason for himself to leave.

"I'll go, I don't know what mission the Demon Soul Sect has?" As soon as Long Qi returned to the room, his spiritual sense escaped into the Nine Dragon Palace and cursed, "When I killed Zhang Sibo, no one told me that there was a mission. Ah, I should have guessed it, the Hidden World Sect is a person with no profit, how could they come to help Yuanmeng so obediently?"

"There should be something on Zhang Sibo, I have to take a look!" Long Qi slammed around like a headless chicken, closing his eyes and meditating, and said ethereally, "Give up, Zhang Sibo has been searched all over by you boy , and he is dead now without even the scum, have you forgotten? You threw him into the real dragon's internal inflammation with your own hands."

"Damn it, how did I forget this!" Long Qi slapped his thigh and rubbed his head annoyed, "Forget it, let's talk about it later, the soldiers will cover up the water and soil, now let's see what's in the bottle."

After finishing speaking, Long Qi looked like a miser, carefully took out the jade bottle, opened it slowly, Dian Ling rolled his eyes.

"Damn it! Jiao Yang's only son is too much!" Long Qi seemed to be greatly stimulated, and cursed, "One of the majestic Scorpion sect masters, how many pills did you give?"

Long Qi's voice not only aroused the curiosity of the palace spirit, but also attracted Huangfu Xingchen who was taking care of the three stems of grass not far away. The two came together and saw a dozen or so reddish-brown mobile phones neatly arranged on Long Qi's mobile phone. Seeing the two people coming, Long Qi quickly asked, "Take a look, is this some high-grade medicine?"

As he said that, little stars appeared in Long Qi's eyes, and Dian Ling rolled his eyes, "Don't ask me, ask Lao Huang, he knows a lot."

"My surname is Huangfu...don't call me Lao Huang..." Huangfu Xingchen was still speechless.

"Okay, old Huang, no problem, old Huang..." Long Qi agreed, "Do you recognize him?"

Huangfu Xingchen took a few glances, then looked at Long Qi's expectant face, and said indifferently, "It's just a few healing pills...it's not a good thing you think..."

After finishing speaking, Huangfu Xingchen floated away, and Dian Ling also left as if he didn't do anything about me, but Long Qi could clearly see the uncontrollable smiles on the faces of the two of them.

"Hmph! What about the healing medicine? Once the healing medicine is used, it will be of great use!" Long Qi thought about it slightly, and came up with a plan...

"Send it!" Long Qi stood in front of the Yaohun Sect members with a dignified face, all the thirteen members of the Yaohun Sect were called by Long Qi, Long Qi took out the jade bottle from his bosom, and took out the healing medicine inside , handed it to the person who was beaten, and said majesticly.

After the man took the elixir respectfully and distributed it, everyone looked unbelievable when they received the elixir, thinking in unison in their hearts, "Damn it, the three sect masters gave benefits for the first time?"

"This is the holy medicine for healing that our sect master treasured. For your injuries, I took it out. For those who are injured, you can heal your wounds, and for those who are not injured, eat it!" Long Qi said with a righteous face, and everyone who heard it curled their lips.

When Long Qi was secretly laughing, he suddenly smelled a scent, it was a scent, a scent that shouldn't appear here, a weird scent...

(End of this chapter)