Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　"Ah, Mage, what do you mean, Xiaoqian is a little confused." Nie Xiaoqian blinked.

　　His expression was a little dazed.

　　He listened indifferently, but didn't answer.

　　Instead, he turned his head, quietly operated Tianyantong, and looked back again.

　　His eyes fell not far away.

　　This time, I saw an old man with a long beard and a Taoist robe, looking like an old urchin.

　　At this time, he was quietly groping for the location of the pangolin.

　　Needless to say, this person is Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals of Shangdong in the future.

　　This opportunity is not so much for the pangolins, but for Zhang Guolao.

　　Otherwise, with pangolins, this is just a little bit of Taoism at the level of profound understanding.

　　Where can there be a chance to arrest the exotic treasures of the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum and the ten thousand-year-old ginseng essence?

　　I really thought that such a heaven and earth spirit, with no one to take care of it, is really an ownerless thing.

　　It was clear that some people disliked Zhang Guolao's cultivation progress, which was too slow.

　　I want to use this method to quickly help him become an immortal.

　　……

　　For this kind of thing, Wuxin didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

　　But, become a fairy, become a fairy.

　　Send treasure, send treasure

　　It would be disgusting to have to do this.

　　If nothing else, at least this pangolin was tortured.

　　Wuxin thought about it, and looked at the pangolin not far away, and his expression was a little sighed.

　　Recall the relevant plot of Journey to the East.

　　The pangolin in front of you can really be said to be a public experience pack.

　　Basically, among the Eight Immortals, any one who becomes an immortal cannot get rid of him.

　　And he himself, with the help of various forces, gradually changed from a silly white sweet who only wanted to cultivate and become an immortal, and was forced to continue to blacken.

　　Became the so-called big devil in the people's mouth.

　　……

　　"Where is there any justice, but it depends on the backer behind him, whether it is tough enough."

　　Heartlessly sneered a few times.

　　I was thinking about it.

　　There was an accident in the field.

　　Nie Xiaoqian watched and spoke at the right time, reminding her.

　　"Master, look, the ginseng essence, they have all run away!"

　　"Ok?"

　　Carelessly listen.

　　The eyes are also condensed.

　　He raised his eyes again and looked towards the field.

　　Sure enough, I saw the two ginseng essences tied to the tree by the pangolins, and they broke free at this moment. ,

　　They turned their heads in unison, and ran away from the ban.

　　And the direction of this run is actually not to die, which is where he hides.

　　……

　　Wuxin naturally has nothing to hesitate about such a good thing that is delivered to the door.

　　between waving.

　　Leifeng Pagoda flew out.

　　The two ginseng essences were collected directly.

　　This is a great opportunity to become immortal.

　　Pangolins are on all sides, and naturally there are restrictions.

　　So at this moment, although Wuxin moved quickly, it immediately caught the pangolin's attention.

　　He turned around and noticed something.

　　After discovering that the ginseng essence was missing.

　　He turned around immediately, with a vigilant face, and started to ask questions behind him.

　　"Who is hiding there, sneaky, come out for me!"

　　Unintentionally seeing this, he didn't let it go.

　　I heard pangolins drink and ask here.

　　Instead, he really took a step and walked out of the darkness.

　　Salute towards each other, and said again.

　　"The little monk is unintentional, he has seen the donor."

　　"Monk?"

　　The pangolin looked at the black-robed monk in front of him for a moment.

　　Obviously, I never thought that there were actually outsiders hidden in this dark place.

　　And feeling the energy in the other party's body, it is much higher than his own realm of Tong Xuan.

　　This made the pangolin, who was overjoyed because of the chance to become immortal, feel a sudden sink in his heart.

　　After all, this is a world where demons are rampant.

　　No matter how idiot a pangolin is, it is impossible for him not to know the truth about wealth and silk.

　　Otherwise, it would not have been around here at the beginning, and the lower layers of the cloth would be banned.

　　So when I saw Unintentional showing up at this time, my first reaction was to think that the other party was going to kill people and steal money.

　　Although he knew that his best choice at the moment was to run away immediately.

　　But after all, this is a chance to become immortal.

　　And his elixir is half boiled, this is really a duck to the mouth.

　　Right now, the cooked duck is flying.

　　How can pangolins be reconciled?

　　So at this time I was in a state of unease.

　　Still unable to hold back, he opened his mouth to Wuxin's side and asked, "You monk is so rude when you do things. We have never had any injustice in the past, and we have never had any enmity recently. Why do you steal people's things as soon as you come up?"

　　"Steal your things?"

　　"Yeah, don't tell me that the two ginseng essences are not in your hands." The pangolin said again.

　　"The ginseng essence is naturally in the hands of the poor monk, but it was not stolen by the poor monk, but they took the initiative to run towards me." Wuxin replied.

　　"Hehe, according to what you said, in a while, are you planning to return the ginseng essence to me?" Pangolin sneered.

　　Wuxin calmly said, "It's natural to return it to you. But now the poor monk wants to remind the donor that what you should be most concerned about right now should not be ginseng essence, but your thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum."

　　"Millennium Polygonum multiflorum?"

　　The pangolin was naturally taken aback when he heard it.

　　For the first time, I didn't realize what it meant.

　　Subconsciously turned back and looked back.

　　And it's okay not to look at it, take a look at it.

　　It was really stunned, and the whole person jumped up from the ground with anger.

　　Because right now, when he was arguing with Wuxin.

　　There was an old man in a white robe, with a wretched smile, who quietly slipped to the stove where he boiled Polygonum multiflorum for thousands of years.

　　At this moment, Lao Dao was holding a spoon in his hand, and he planned to drink it directly. He had never completely boiled the shaped elixir!

　　"Thief!"

　　"Both of you are thieves!!"

　　Seeing this, the pangolin jumped in anger.

　　Just as he was about to chase Zhang Guolao, who saw that the situation was wrong and was about to run away.

　　I never thought about it.

　　Wuxin's speed is actually a few points faster than him.

　　It was only the effort of dodging, and it was directly in front of Zhang Guolao, blocking his way. .

Chapter 49

　　47. Words are like knives. 【For Huahua, For Collection~】

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