Mortal Immortal Gourd

In recent days, Er Gouzi found something wrong, as if someone was secretly spying on him.

A few days ago, he met an old man on the street, and he passed by him. When he turned around, the old man disappeared out of thin air.

But this person should be much stronger than himself. He used his spiritual sense to find him many times, but he couldn't find his trace.

It was a very uncomfortable experience to have a powerful master hiding beside him, but he couldn't find him. He always felt uneasy.

He was thinking about this matter every day. When he was eating, he was worried that the master would poison him.

When he was sleeping, he was worried that the master would suddenly jump out and cut him in the waist.

When he was pooping and peeing, he also spread his spiritual sense, worried about being spied on...

Because of his worry and anxiety, he was ready to escape at any time, thinking about countermeasures every moment.

At present, the only way he could think of was to escape or trap.

He always believed in the words of the old man Qianji: There is no powerful enemy in the world that cannot be defeated, but you have not found an effective way yet.

It is still impossible to tell whether this hidden master is an enemy or a friend to him. He must make some preparations in advance and cannot rely on luck.

Er Gouzi reflects every day on what he can do and what means he has.

First of all, when he encounters danger, he can get into the gourd to save his life.

In addition, he also knows how to use formations. He has a large number of puppets that can self-destruct, a large number of explosive thunder particles, and thin threads and spider silk that cannot be detected by divine sense...

The various means in his hands are more than enough to deal with Jindan cultivators, but it is difficult to deal with Yuanying strongmen.

He has only seen the power of Yuanying strongmen when fighting, and the residual power emitted alone is not something he can bear.

Er Gouzi deduced and pondered in his mind for a long time. That night, he slept until midnight and quietly got up.

First, he used his divine will to carefully observe the surroundings. There should be no other people.

He started to work, first using the flying sword to dig the soil on the ground and dug a deep pit.

Thousands of thunder particles were put into the pit.

After the cultivation and cultivation in Yushan during this period, he has planted several acres of Bengleizi.

Now they are gradually maturing.

After putting the Bengleizi, he was worried that the power was not enough, so he took out a jade bottle, uncapped the bottle, and poured the black liquid inside on the Bengleizi.

These black liquids were the juices he collected from the Hongyan Baigu poison strain. They were more effective when taken internally, and could also be used externally to kill the enemy.

After pouring the poison, Er Gouzi was still not satisfied and worried that the power was not enough.

He quietly slipped out of the door again, went to the toilet, and moved two large buckets of feces to pour into the pit.

It is said that weapons are more powerful after being covered with feces.

Some armies would smear a little feces on the blades and arrows before fighting, and even the army defending the city would pour gold juice under the city.

He didn't care whether it was useful or not, because Yuanying was too powerful, so he used everything he could.

After arranging these, he covered the pit with a thin layer of soil.

However, because of the two large buckets of feces just poured, even if the soil was covered, a foul smell could still be smelled, making the room smelly.

This is definitely not okay. Not only is it easy to be exposed, but it is also uncomfortable to live here every day.

He took out some jade and other materials for the formation, placed them in the eight directions of the house, and carved runes on the ground.

After installing 10 spiritual stones, a small concealment formation was completed, which can not only hide the underground collapse thunder child, but also isolate the stench.

This is not enough, he then took out a group of filaments that could not be detected by the divine sense, and wrapped and pulled these filaments in the room.

In order to completely cover up these filaments, he carved in the room for a long time and arranged an illusion formation.

And the illusion formation has another function, which is to temporarily delay the Nascent Soul strongman, giving himself time to escape and stimulate the hidden collapse thunder child.

But there is a problem with the illusion formation. Before entering the formation, experienced cultivators can see the abnormal fluctuation of spiritual energy in the room from a distance.

In order to cover up the fluctuation of spiritual energy emitted by this illusion array, Er Gouzi set up a spirit gathering array on the surface of this array.

The spirit gathering array is a common array in the world of immortal cultivation. Many people will set it up in the place where they practice. This array can gather spiritual energy and speed up the practice.

In order to set up this trap, Er Gouzi worked for several nights before finally completing it.

After everything was arranged properly, in order to wait for the fish to take the bait, he used the excuse of closed-door cultivation for a period of time to hide in the house every day and stay indoors.

However, he waited at home for more than ten days, and no one came to visit him every day except Zhu'er.

Is it because he was too sentimental?

Who cares? Anyway, the trap has been set up, keep it first, maybe it will be used one day.

Er Gouzi waited for the hidden master to come to the door at home every day, but he didn't wait for half a shadow, but waited for another happy event.

On this day, a team of imperial envoys came to Liusha County.

The leader of this team of imperial envoys was someone Er Gouzi had met once before. He was Ji Cang's master Chen Hongye.

"Sanyang County Magistrate, Zhongyong Earl, accept the order!"

Er Gouzi hurriedly led a large group of subordinates to greet and salute.

"By the will of Heaven, the Holy Emperor Longxing proclaimed:

Sanyang County Magistrate, Zhongyong Earl, is loyal and brave, has the skills to govern the people, and has made many great achievements...

Zhang Ergou is now appointed as the General of Cavalry...

He is also the Magistrate of Liusha County and Xiaoyi County...

Reward: 5 Golden Pills, 10 Purple Gold Pills, 500 Foundation Building Pills, 100 Xuanyuan Pills..."

Er Gouzi felt a little dizzy when he heard Chen Hongye read out the items one by one. This reward was far beyond his expectations. It was too generous.

There were five Golden Pills, plus one that he had been rewarded with before, so there were a total of six in his hand. If he operated well, he could cultivate six Golden Pill cultivators, including himself.

And the Purple Gold Pill could expand the width of the Dantian Sea.

Those grassbags with poor foundations only need to take one pill to become little geniuses.

I heard from Fatty Chen that this kind of Purple Gold Pill is extremely rare. It was good enough to be rewarded with one pill.

Last time, he was rewarded with a purple gold pill, and the sea of ​​his dantian increased by a few inches.

This time, the emperor directly rewarded him with ten pills.

Er Gouzi's dantian sea is now eight feet and five inches. If he eats these ten purple gold pills, it will probably be ten feet wide.

There are also 500 foundation-building pills, but the number of Xuanyuan pills is very small, only 100, which seems stingy.

I heard from Sima Yi that the treasury is very empty now, probably because the Xuanyuan pills have been consumed.

Er Gouzi was so happy that he immediately stood up and took out a handful of spirit stones from his arms and stuffed them into Chen Hongye's hands.

"Hahaha... Lord Zhongyong, you don't have to be polite. Give these spirit stones to others. I don't need them. "

Chen Hongye refused the spirit stones himself, but asked Ergouzi to distribute them to his entourage.

While Ergouzi was happily distributing spirit stones to people, Xia Mingyuan, wearing a demon mask, stood on the roof in the distance and witnessed everything.

Seeing Ergouzi receive such a grand reward, he felt worse than eating shit.

These rewards should have belonged to him, but now they were all given to Ergouzi.

He would feel uncomfortable for a day until this person was eliminated.

They were all his own things, even if they took several turns, they would eventually fall into his hands.