No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 16
"Huh? One hundred thousand, you can do it, Wuya!"

Shangqing Temple is the head of the small courtyard.

Bai Mei looked at the two stacks of cash that Jian Wuya had brought back, and immediately looked at him with admiration.

"Tell me, how did you teach and give you so much?"

Jian Wuya bowed slightly, and said it in detail.

After Bai Mei heard this, he stroked his long eyebrows and nodded slightly.

"Well, I have a lot of cucumbers. There are small gourds all over the mountain, and the spring water is inexhaustible. It's just a pity for those two psychic little demons."

For training effect, Jian Wuya made an exception and went deep into the mountains. He found two hundred-year-old psychic tigers and mountain deer and slaughtered them to replenish the strength of the team members. He also asked the second senior brother to refine the elixir that ordinary people can use. It can be described as painstaking.

Calculated in this way, only charging them 10 yuan is still a big loss.

But the water will flow forever, let those mortals have a taste of the sweetness, and then they will have the opportunity to make more money.

"You've done a good job, but it's a pity that we still don't earn enough, let alone Yi Fan's child who has cultivated to build a foundation, and I'm afraid it's not enough to train one level of Qi!"

Bai Mei sighed lightly.

"Is Master there?"

Outside the door, there was a wretched figure poking his head, and it was none other than Fifth Senior Brother Bu Wusuan.

"Aren't you walking in the scenic spot? Why did you come here?"

"I have seen the master, is the elder brother here?"

Bu Wusuan greeted Bai Mei with a playful smile.

"Master, I also know what happened to my junior brother. You are the leader of a sect and have lowered your status to set up a stall. This is especially true for senior brother. The peerless swordsman serves as a coach for mortals, so I also want to contribute. How can I be embarrassed? Are you hiding behind?" Bu Wusuan smiled brightly.

"Fart!"

It turned out that Bu Wusuan was the one who made the most money, but he was also the one Bai Mei disliked the most. You said that you are a high-ranking immortal cultivator, not to mention that you are as elegant as your big brother, at least you should be more prudent. .

It's good to have no calculations. Anyone who looks at it will see that he is an old, treacherous street thief.

And this came here for no reason, it was definitely not as simple as simply wanting to help the master.

Sure enough, Bu Wusuan smiled and showed his tail.

"Well, although this disciple can't understand the Tianyan divine divination technique passed down by the patriarch, he has managed to learn a little bit over the past few decades."

Bu Wusuan sneaked a cautious glance at Baimei, and then said: "Although we can't deduce the secrets of heaven and know yin and yang at present, it is very simple to deduce the misfortunes and fortunes of life and death for ordinary people. Why don't you let the disciples, also, be teachers?" Go out and do your best!"

"Hmph, you have long wanted to enter the world and enjoy the blessings, and I don't know you yet!"

Bai Mei said it out.

Bu Wusuan has no cultivation talent, but he is very interested in this derivation. Of course, the Fuxi Tianji Orb passed down by the ancestor has somehow been turned into a dice by him, and Baimei is also puzzled.

There is no way, the gods and objects have spirits, and they change from the heart. This is all a personal opportunity and avenue, and he can't forcefully intervene.

However, because of his low level of cultivation, he was unable to calculate monks of a higher level than himself. At most, he would deceive ordinary people in scenic spots, but it was all small and harmless.

But if you really want to talk about it, if you put the ability of divination in the secular world, you can be a straight-talking living god.

At the beginning, Baimei had been strictly restraining Bu Wusuan, just because he was worried that he would not succeed in cultivating immortals, and instead use what he had learned to cause disaster in the world, and then he would be killed. Baimei's little cultivation could not save him.

"I am wronged, Master!" Bu Wusuan immediately said with a bitter face: "I have earned some money from those mortals for decades, but I have either instructed them to avoid disasters or gave them an unexpected fortune. Cai, never dared to pit himself to death!"

"All right, you are old enough, you know how to measure, remember not to provoke too much cause and effect, so as not to burn yourself, understand?"

Things are in a hurry, and it's not easy for Baimei to stop him.

The key is that with this guy's ability, as soon as he enters the mundane world, he will return to the sea. The waves have no limit. If you don't beat and beat, you don't know how much trouble you can cause.

"Wuya, go and stew this tiger root and velvet antler, and send it to the little junior brother, let him mend his body, the old man will go and see if the final payment has been delivered?" After Bai Mei finished speaking, he jumped up the steep cliff. When it rises and falls, it disappears into the clouds.

"The cultivator asked, it turns out that the further you go, the harder it gets!"

In a blink of an eye, another half a month has passed, and Yi Fan has no clue since his elder brother instructed him to realize the Tiangang step on the fifth floor.

According to this progress, I will be able to learn swordsmanship from senior brother in the Year of the Monkey!

While he was thinking hard, Jian Wuya slowly walked up carrying a food box.

"Brother, you came to see me again."

Yi Fan immediately cheered, how could the elder brother show up on time every time he encountered a problem?
Could it be that the senior brother also knows the skills of the fifth senior brother, can pinch and count?
Big brother is really stable.

"Come on, your practice has reached a critical point, you must make up for it, or you will damage your foundation."

Jian Wuya gave Yi Fan a complicated look.

This kid eats the wind and drinks the dew, that is, he occasionally improves his food recently, but it doesn't matter if he can suddenly realize the great way, but where does this power of energy and blood like beacon fire come from?

Could it be that you are God's own son?
No drugs, no injections.

Where did the energy come from bouncing around on the top of the mountain all day?
Well, Master is not willing to eat such a big piece of tiger root, so I brought it here for you. Let me see what you can make up.

"Eldest brother, is this a long worm?"

With a strange expression on his face, Yi Fan picked up a long, thick white thing with chopsticks, and he didn't know why.

"Ahem, no, this is a psychic century-old tiger demon. If you want to cultivate invincible stellar energy, you must have sufficient energy and blood power, and this tiger root is a great tonic. It is suitable for your boyish body to lay a solid foundation."

"Damn it, big brother is indeed big brother, you can tell if you're single?"

Yi Fan threw himself to the ground in admiration, and when he pinched the chopsticks hard, he cut off a section, then threw it into his mouth without hesitation, and began to chew.

"boom!"

Like cooking oil in a raging fire, every time Yi Fan chewed a bite, a majestic and powerful qi and blood energy exploded in his mouth. The shock made him dizzy and tinnitus, and he felt extremely refreshed.

After being swallowed into the stomach, the hot air became even more violent, traveling through Yi Fan's internal organs and eight extraordinary meridians in an instant, making his stomach swollen and his meridians stretched round.

It didn't take long for Yi Fan's head, neck, limbs, and torso to swell bigger and rounder, and it was red and hot, like a huge ball, with blue blood vessels protruding under the skin Together, it's like a series of winding little earthworms, which are extremely terrifying and frightening.

Jian Wuya was not far away from him, and he could vaguely hear the rushing sound of a small stream from inside Yi Fan's body. Gradually, the sound became louder and louder. In a moment, it was like a mighty Yangtze River, raging and surging. The waves beat the reef, and the momentum was astonishing.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Yi Fan looked up to the sky and roared, and blood began to ooze faintly under his skin.

Jian Wuya jumped up with a "crash" and hid on the branches of the ancient pine, staring at the restless Yi Fan nervously.

"Oh my god, you must have overdone it!"

(End of this chapter)