Legendary Pharmacist

When the cultivators of Lingcui Mountain unloaded supplies from the back of the giant beast, and then led the giant beast to the back mountain, Jin Liuer and Ke Cheng realized that this giant beast was raised by Lingcui Mountain.

Jin Liu'er swallowed her saliva, and complained to Ke Cheng in a low voice: "Damn it, there are still mountain guard beasts in this place. Even though the people on the mountain are so low-level, how could there be such a thing?"

Ke Cheng pulled Jin Liu'er back so that she wouldn't be found too far out: "It's definitely not brought by these people on the mountain.

I guess either Yunyou or Zheng Qiu did it, and only the two of them have this kind of strength.

Let's stop watching, go back quickly, this kind of mountain guard will not reason with us. "

After seeing the Jiaoma Treading the Wind, Jin Liuer and Ke Cheng became much more honest, and obediently obeyed Lingcui Mountain's arrangement the next day.

One learns how to sell medicinal materials, and the other makes a list of materials for repairing the sky boat, and leads Brother Roar to find the sky boat that crashed outside Harvest Town.

On the other side, Mo Junrong disguised himself to cover up his identity after meeting the star official in the left palm of the Destiny Palace, and went to the post station to take the sky boat with some cultivators from small sects.

In order to reach the destination faster, Mo Junrong did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to board Qian Yunzong's fast skyboat.

It took a total of two and a half days, and he finally arrived at the destination of the trip, the Yuexi Mountain area.

When he arrived, the heaven and earth crystals on his body had been spent on the journey.

But Mo Junrong was not worried. With his own cultivation, it was not a piece of cake to make money in an area like Yuexi Mountain where there were no strong men.

He took the light and flew to the upper reaches of the Yuexi River, where there is the largest town in this area, Zhongxian Town.

Today is the semi-annual Puppet Festival in Zhongxian Town, every house in the town will make wooden puppets.

And engrave your wish for the next six months on the doll's chest, and at the same time engrave the name of the wisher on the doll's forehead.

According to the saying passed down from generation to generation in Zhongxian Town, it is said that the wooden dolls engraved with wishes are used for sacrifices and finally burned.

The gods hiding in the clouds in the sky will choose dozens of the most beautiful collections among the wooden dolls, and fulfill the wishes engraved on the dolls.

It is rumored that this method is very effective, and every time someone in the town wishes to come true.

Therefore, there is a saying in Zhongxian Town that the gods in the sky are different from the practitioners on the mountain. The gods are more powerful than the practitioners, knowing everything and knowing everything.

Mo Junrong flew across the sky with Liu Guang unabashedly, and landed on the busiest street in Zhongxian Town.

At this time, the streets were crowded with common people, and there were many low-level practitioners among them.

They were in groups of three or five, holding puppets of different sizes in their hands, and were slowly walking along the flow of people towards the center of the town.

Mo Junrong looked left and right, and did not see anyone with a face similar to Zheng Qiu's.

So he reached out and grabbed the nearest man, and asked, "Have you heard of Zheng Qiu? Is there anyone named Zheng here?"

Inexplicably being grabbed by the collar by a stranger for questioning, no one would be in a good mood.

The man was a head taller than Mo Junrong, he slapped Mo Junrong's hand away, put his waist on his waist and roared aggressively: "Boy, are you courting death? How dare you talk to your grandpa like this!"

The hand was slapped away by the opponent, and Mo Junrong noticed that when the opponent slapped, there was a wave of vigor.

I didn't expect that I would catch someone casually, but I was still a cultivator.

But how could Mo Junrong care about a cultivator of this level.

He suddenly raised his hand to grab the opponent's throat, and the energy flowed along the meridian to the fingertips, tightening it little by little with the force of crushing stones and iron.

The man was attacked suddenly, without seeing what Mo Junrong was doing, his throat was choked.

Instinctively, he raised his arm and pulled Mo Junrong's fingers with all his strength, with the vigor and light flickering on his body, trying to break it apart.

But no matter how hard he tried, these five fingers were as indestructible as the giant pillars of Optimus, without even a slight shake.

The heart beats violently, but the blood pumped cannot reach the brain,

His chest heaved wildly, but he couldn't take in a breath of air.

The scene in front of him was rapidly turning black, the man panicked now, frantically pushing his energy to his head to prevent himself from suffocating to death.

But the hand on the throat is still tightening, he can even hear the cartilage crackling, if this continues, his neck will be cut off.

So he kept making gestures, clasped his fists and begged Mo Junrong for mercy, expressing his willingness to answer questions.

The neck suddenly loosened, fresh air poured into the chest, and fresh blood flowed into the head along the neck veins.

The man fell to the ground, clutching his throat, gasping for breath, and coughing violently.

Wiping his hand to his mouth, he found that his hand was stained with blood, which was caused by coughing.

It seemed that his throat had already been injured. Fortunately, he begged for mercy quickly enough, otherwise his life would be lost.

Mo Junrong looked at the man sitting on the ground, and asked coldly: "Have you ever seen someone named Zheng Qiu, or someone surnamed Zheng?"

The man gasped for a while, shook his head and replied, "I don't know a guy named Zheng Qiu.

As for whether there is a family surnamed Zheng in Zhongxian Town, you have to ask the school in the town. There are many children who study there, including the names of the children's family members. "

Mo Junrong frowned, the content of the man's answer did not satisfy him.

He rubbed his hands carelessly, as if wiping off the stains on his skin, and at the same time said slowly: "So, you don't know anything.

Since you don't know anything, it's useless to me, and continuing to live is just a waste of resources. "

Speaking of this, Mo Junrong casually wiped his right hand over his waist, and the sharp dagger was immediately untied from his waist.

A cold light flashed past, and the man felt the light dazzled in front of his eyes, and he screamed in his heart that something was wrong.

He wanted to stand up and retreat to escape, but found that he could no longer control his body, and he didn't feel any sensation from his body.

"It's over, I'm really over!"

He was full of despair, and there was only one explanation for all of this, that is, his neck had been severed by a sharp knife.

The world was spinning in front of his eyes, and he felt his cheeks, forehead, and back of his head constantly bumping against the ground.

Finally, the whirling stopped, and his gaze was fixed again. He opened his eyes and tried to look forward, and the last thing he saw was his body that lost his head.

Baba, the blood spurted out from the neck under the pressure of the pumping heart, and a half-foot-high red firework bloomed into the sky.

"Ah... ah... killing... killing..."

The bickering and quarrel at the beginning did not attract the attention of others, and everyone was still focused on the festival, rushing to the center of the town to worship the puppets.

But the head fell to the ground, and the blood spattered three feet. Such a sight immediately frightened the surrounding crowd.

There were countless screams and cries from the crowd, and people pushed each other and spread out in all directions, crazily moving away from the location where the tragedy happened.

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