Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 23

Su Zimo stepped out of the cave, and the monkey was waiting outside for him.

The monkey smiled, pointed to the inside of the cave, squeezed his eyebrows at Su Zimo, looked strange, and shook his body a few times.

Su Zimo laughed and cursed, "You dead monkey, you know everything."

In fact, although Su Zimo had not heard of Hehuan San, he also vaguely guessed the usefulness of this medicine.

After reading for more than ten years, Su Zimo did not bother to do such a dangerous thing, let alone the two just met.

"How about the wound?" Su Zimo asked.

"Oh."

The monkey monkey waved his hand casually, indicating that it was all right.

Spirit monkeys have amazing physiques and strong flesh and blood healing capabilities, so they can recover in a few days.

Quietly, Su Zimo whispered, "I'm leaving."

"Oh?"

The monkey stared with big eyes, full of doubt.

In the linguistic monkey's cognition, Su Zimo thought that like him, he lived in the Canglang Mountains, without help and care.

Su Zimo Yao pointed to the direction of Pingyang Town and said, "There is a town dozens of kilometers away from the Canglang Mountain. My home is there and I have to go back."

The monkey no longer yelled, blinked, his mood was a little low, turned over, and licked the wound silently.

Su Zimo's mood is also a little complicated.

In the eyes of Su Zimo, the spirit monkey is no longer the original life-saving benefactor.

The monkey is eating and living with him, and is also a sad partner. Su Zimo also thought about taking the monkey away from the Canglang Mountains, but this is not realistic.

On the one hand, Su Zimo was worried that the monkey could not adapt to the outside world. On the other hand, he was also worried that he could not protect the monkey.

A monkey is taunted and arrogant. When you go outside, you don't know how much trouble it will cause. It may not be safer and happier than it is in the Canglang Mountains.

"Taoyou, come in."

At this moment, the gentle voice of the woman came from the cave, breaking the silence of the cave entrance.

Su Zimo patted the monkey's shoulder and walked into the cave first.

Although the night was dark, after practicing the Yijin chapter of the twelve demon kings of the Great Wild, Su Zimo's eyesight was very good. When he saw Yao Xue's appearance, he couldn't help but look a little.

Yao Xue's appearance is very beautiful, and she is better than Shen Mengqi, and she is not more lenient than Butterfly Moon, but she lacks a unique temperament on Butterfly Moon.

Yao Xue had just come out of the cold pool, and her silk was still wet. Like the beauty just out of the bath, she added a touch of softness to her body, which was very touching.

Su Zimo was a little lost, and he resumed as usual.

Looking at Yao Xue's appearance, the medicinal properties of Hehuan San are no big deal.

Su Zimo nodded to Yao Xue, came to his usual rest position, and found out the small cloth bags of Huan Xi Zong from his arms, and played with them curiously.

"Dao You, don't know your name yet?" Yao Xue asked with a smile.

"Su Zimo."

Su Zimo said a word without raising his head, and continued to fiddle with the cloth bag in his hand.

Looking at Su Zimo not far away, Yao Xue recalled the embarrassing appearance of acacia in his body before, a flush of redness appeared on his cheeks, his expression shy.

Yao Xue bit her shell teeth lightly, her eyes fluttered, and she looked around, asking seemingly casually: "Only me ..."

"The girl just passed out, and nothing happened." Before Yao Xue finished speaking, Su Zimo took it.

"Oh."

Yao Xue frowned, and found that Su Zimo didn't seem to want to care about her at all, and had been tinkering with the storage bag in his hands, and couldn't help feeling annoyed.

After looking at it for a while, Yao Xue couldn't help but asked again, "Taoyou, you don't seem to be a cultivator?"

Su Zimo's movements in his hands were raised. He looked up, looked at Yao Xue's eyes, and said lightly, "I don't have a spiritual root."

Hearing this sentence, there was no contempt in Yao Xue's eyes, but a flash of surprise and regret flashed.

This subtle change gave Su Zimo a little favor for Yao Xue.

When Yao Xue came to Su Zimo, he didn't feel too dirty on the ground. He just sat down and joked, "I can't call you Daoyou, I must call you Su Gongzi."

"With you." Su Zimo smiled.

Yao Xue pointed at the cloth bag in Su Zimo's hand and said: "This thing is a storage bag. It is very common in the field of cultivation. Almost everyone will wear one. It has a lot of things inside and can store many things."

"Oh?"

"However, the storage bag has to be activated with aura to open it."

While talking, Yao Xue took a storage bag, and patted his palm on it, and a pile of things fell on the ground, mostly bottles and jars, and dozens of fist-sized stones.

"This is a spiritual stone, an essential consumable for a practitioner, divided into three grades of upper, middle and lower. Of course, there are also superb spiritual stones on top.

"The spiritual roots can be roughly divided into five categories: pseudo spiritual roots, ordinary spiritual roots, superior spiritual roots, earth spiritual roots, and the rarest spiritual spiritual roots ..."

Yao Xue was very clever, and it seemed that Su Zimo was curious about the practitioners, so he confessed some knowledge about the practitioners.

These things are rarely mentioned by Butterfly Moon, and Su Zimo is unavoidable to hear.

One side humbly asked for advice, the other knew everything, and before it dawned on, the night passed.

Even if you are a spiritualist, you will be tired after a night without sleep.

Su Zimo apologized, and stood up and said, "Girl Yao, these cultivations, thank you for your enlightenment and benefit a lot."

Yao Xue laughed: "If you want to thank you, give me three wolf skins. This is the purpose of my trip."

There were hundreds of blue wolf skins in this cave, and Su Zimo waved his hand, saying: "Take whatever you want."

Yao Xue said: "In fact, the spirit beast is full of treasures, and the fur is a must for the rune master. If you sell many of the spirit beast skins in the cave, you can exchange a lot of spirit stones."

Fang Caiyao Xue told Su Zimo that in the realm of cultivation, there are four kinds of cultivators who have a very special status, even higher than ordinary cultivators.

The alchemist can make elixir. The elixir has many types and is widely used. It is indispensable for practitioners.

Refiners can craft different grades of magical tools, and spiritual tools are the most obvious and necessary for improving the strength of the spiritual master.

The spell-maker, making the rune, Yao Xue was the type of rune that resisted the siege of the happy seven sons. If there was no such rune, Yao Xue would have been defeated and captured.

The cloth warrior, who is proficient in the formation method, has some guardian formations for some major gates. If the cultivator falls into the formation set by the opponent, he will be restrained everywhere, and even his life will be worried.

Of course, if you want to be one of these four types of practitioners, you must have a spiritual root and become a practitioner.

Su Zimo shook his head and said, "Even if I can change the spirit stone, I can't use it."

"How can it not be used."

Yao Xue immediately said: "You have to know that a good spirit stone is worth a lot of money. In some businesses in the cultivation industry, there are many things sold, and you want to buy them with spirit stones. If you have enough Lingshi can even publish some tasks and hire gas trainers to complete them. Of course, the higher the level of gas trainers, the more expensive it will naturally be. "

Hearing here, Su Zimo's heart felt vaguely that the spirit stone itself might really be useful.

After a little groaning, Su Zimo asked again, "What is the realm of Qiqi who is the Seventh Son?"

Yao Xue said: "The two guarding the monkeys are the weakest. They are five-tiered qishi. The one who escaped and the fat and big ears are the strongest. They are eight-tiered qishi. The other three are seven-tiered. Gas. "

Su Zimo nodded.

After a year of training, after all, it was not in vain, and now even the eight-tier training Qishi is not his opponent.

Su Zimo even had a feeling that even if the ninth-layer Qiqi was approached by him, it would be fierce!

Of course, this has a premise, that is, the opponent will not be vacated in the first moment.

In fact, the flying of the Royal Sword is to consume the aura. In the battle of slaughter, whether it is a practitioner or a building monk, they will save the aura as much as possible and use it for attack.

Even if your Royal Sword flies, the opponent can attack you by stepping on the ground to control the Flying Sword.

Therefore, in the fight for killing, almost no one who practiced gas and monks would attack the sword while flying.

Not only will this distract you, the consumption of aura will also increase greatly.

Of course, when it comes to the real world of Jin Dan, it is another matter.

Jin Dan's real person's ability is very different from the previous two. One of them is that Jin Dan's real person can vacate the ground without relying on foreign objects at all!

"If you want to sell these things, where are you going?"

Su Zimo's harvest was not small yesterday. There are six storage bags in total, and there are more than 700 pieces of substandard spirits in it, as well as other flying swords and elixir.

Yao Xue said: "In the Da Zhou Dynasty, the largest business name would be Tianbao Pavilion. Among the cities where the practitioners gathered, Tianbao Pavilion would establish branches in them, most of which are in the royal cities of the vassal states.

"Tianbao Pavilion?" Su Zimo said with a frivolity, frowning: "It seems that there is one in Wolf City."

Before studying in Canglang City, Su Zimo had accidentally heard of Tianbao Pavilion. It is said that it is more mysterious than the main city.

Gathering of practitioners? Youlang City, Tianbao Pavilion?

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully.

"Since you are a cultivator, why did you enter the chaos of the rivers and lakes and intervene in the matter of the earth?" Su Zimo asked again.

Yao Xue explained: "The longevity of Shouyuan is not much different from that of ordinary people. Even if it is a foundation monk, Shouyuan can only be more than 100 years. Dan is so difficult. Seeing that there was no hope in Dan Dao, the monk would worship in the chapel and enjoy the glory and the rest of his life happily. "

"Of course, even among the vassals, there are practitioners who are almost all practitioners. However, it is said that in the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was an army composed of monks, and even some gold in the dynasty. Dan Zhenren sits in town. This is the foundation of the Da Zhou Dynasty's dominion over all vassal states! "

Like the Daqi Kingdom and the Great Yan Kingdom, they belong to the vassal states and pay tribute to the Da Zhou Dynasty every year.

Su Zimo said sternly: "No wonder the Zhou Dynasty rarely intervened in the wars of the various vassal states, because no matter which vassal country died or rose, it would not threaten the rule of the Zhous dynasty."

"Good." Yao Xue nodded.

After a pause, Yao Xue smiled again and said meaningfully: "Canglang City is just a city under the vassal kingdom, but it has a Tianbao Pavilion. It seems that the masters of this city are not small."

Only in the place where the practitioners gather, will Tianbao Pavilion establish a branch, which means that there are many practitioners in the wolf city!

What do Youlang City do?

Will it be related to the Su family?

Su Zimo faintly felt that the Su family is likely to be involved in a huge vortex, and if it is inadvertent, it will break down!

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