Cultivation Of Immortals Begins With A Funeral Scripture

Yu Congwen was noncommittal, although forty gold bars are very tempting, but compared with Zhudingbao medicine, it can only be regarded as an appetizer. If the practice is delayed because of the forty gold bars, and the opportunity to compete for the medicine for casting the tripod is missed, then the stupid thing of picking sesame seeds and throwing watermelons will not be done by oneself.

"Give them a whole morning at most, if you can't make it, then you can only blame yourself for being unlucky!"

Jia Xiaosa took Mo Lian and the two of them to the Grand Great Master camp wearing stars and the moon. The bright moonlight shone on the white snow, and the sight was excellent. The three rode their horses and whipped their whips forward.

At first things went well, but in the middle of the night the cold wind made people shiver, and the three of them had to slow down. Unexpectedly, the temperature at night is getting lower and lower, and the snow melted during the day condenses into ice again, and people and horses fall to the ground every now and then.

Even as a Grand Great Master cultivator, he couldn't bear it after falling four or five times in a row. In addition, the horse was also bruised and bruised, no matter how hard the three of them whipped, they still couldn't get up fast. In the end, the three had no choice but to walk quickly on horseback.

By the time the three of them arrived at the Grand Great Master camp, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning, and Jia Xiaoyao had already fallen asleep by this time. Even with Jia Xiaosha's hundred courage, he still dare not disturb people's Qingmeng, let alone his own fault, who made him so rough that he didn't even know that the price of the four-color elixir had increased?

Along the way, the three of them complained to each other, and they had quarreled countless times. Coupled with the cold and starving weather, they finally broke up.

Jia Xiaosa took advantage of the moonlight to touch Jia's house in the Grand Great Master Camp, and found a bed to spend the night casually.

After finally waiting for dawn, Jia Xiaosa came to the door of Jia Xiaoyao's single-family villa where Jia Xiaoyao lived, with two dark circles under his eyes and a tired expression.

At a glance, Mo Lian and the other two were standing outside the door waiting for a long time ago, but they looked tired and listless, and they didn't look much better than themselves.

Jia Xiaoyao hadn't gotten up yet, none of the three dared to knock on the door, they waited at the door for an hour before they heard any movement from inside.

"Dage, are you finally awake?"

Jia Xiaoyao opened the door, and saw three people sticking to the door like pillars, and asked happily:

"I can't wait to announce the good news. It seems that you have won a big victory? Yu Congwen was not injured by you, right?"

Jia Xiao smiled awkwardly, and explained rather embarrassingly:

"The gold bars are missing and there is no trade."

Jia Xiaoyao's smile froze instantly, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he asked coldly:

"A gold bar of the four-color elixir is a catty. This is the market price of the apprentice camp for hundreds of years. His four-color elixir has been stored for such a period of time. After drying, it may be less than twenty catties. Give him twenty The price of gold bars is already high, why is he still not satisfied! Besides, the three of you are going to fight, can't you even distinguish between sentences?"

"Captain, you don't know something. Ever since you announced that there will be a Pang surname apprentice's competition for casting potions at the end of the year, all the Pang surname families are gearing up to prepare for the battle, and they have already doubled the price of the four-color elixir. You Think about it, as long as there are children from the Grand Great Master realm in the family, which family doesn't want to fight for it?

But in such a short period of time, if you want to break through to the Grand Great Master perfection, how can you do it without the four-color elixir? So now the four-color elixir basically has a price but no market, not to mention two gold bars for a catty, even if it is sold for ten gold bars for a catty, no one is willing to sell the four-color elixir! "

Seeing that Jia Xiaoyao blamed Jia Xiaoyao in Lianzhu

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Thinking, so scared that he hurriedly explained.

Jia Xiaoyao groaned for a moment, never thinking that he had been cheated by himself, so he had no intention of pursuing responsibility. But letting myself take forty gold bars to gamble with Yu Congwen's four-color elixir, I feel very uncomfortable. I had been the vice-captain in the apprentice camp for four or five years, and I had only saved more than a hundred gold bars, so I was hesitant to take out one-third of it all at once.

Jia Xiaosa knew that his family Dage was reluctant to let go. If he continued to delay like this, once noon passed, Yu Congwen would definitely play tricks.

Cutting through the mess quickly, I didn't have time to spend with him, so I brought out Yu Congwen's words:

"Dage, you have to hurry up, our Jia Manor can't be looked down upon by people like Yu Congwen! He even mocked you yesterday—"

"What are you mocking?"

"He said that you have to collect 20 gold bars for four or five days, and Yu Yueyue wants 1,000 gold bars as a dowry gift. Let me ask, are you going to leave the order at the age of ten?"

"Fart! Who said I can't get it out?"

Jia Xiaoyao snorted coldly, glanced at Mo Lian and the two, fearing that the two would be misled by Yu Congwen, he simply took out twenty-one gold bars, threw them all to Jia Xiaosa, and said as if angry:

"A total of forty-one, I see how this little bastard is still talking! Let's go, I'll wait for your good news!"

Jia Xiaosa took the gold bar, happily led Mo Lian and the two to the Martial Master camp. After only driving half a mile, it faded away. It turns out that the ice on the road is still as smooth as a mirror, let alone riding a horse, even walking with caution. If you accidentally kick it, you will fall to the dog and eat shit.

The three of them sat on the ground and got angry for a long time. In the end, Lianzhu was quick-witted and decided to go around the mountain and wait until the sun came out and the ice melted before galloping.

The three of them had no choice but to lead the horse over the mountains and ridges. There was knee-high snow under the woods. Although it was difficult to walk, fortunately they did not slip and could barely move forward. It's just that the short hills around the apprentice camp are steep and steep, and there are a few narrow cliffs, requiring three people to go up with horses on their backs. Jia Xiaosa was so angry that he cursed:

"Horses are for riding! Not for riding me! I think you might as well throw them away."

"Throw them away now, what shall we ride when we get down the mountain? It's more than 150 miles away from the Martial Master camp. We'll walk there then? It's almost eight o'clock now, and there's no time!"

Lianzhu Pao also wanted to throw a horse, but because of Yu Congwen's four-color elixir, he had to swallow his anger.

"I have an ominous premonition that even God is against us everywhere, and Yu Congwen's four-color elixir may not be destined for us."

Mo Chuxin murmured worriedly that he felt cold last night, dizzy, chest tight and weak all over. This situation might not be Yu Congwen's opponent. But this kind of secret can't be revealed at will. If you become a Grand Great Master cultivator, you still have a cold, and it's easy to be laughed at if you tell it. Moreover, this Jia Xiaosa is greedy and ruthless, once he is useless, maybe he will kick me out like he did with the eight Grand Great Masters before, so that he can share the elixir equally with Lianzhu Pao.

"Old Mo, if you are timid, you can go back home, I will never force you to stay!"

Lianzhupao also lost his temper, since he came up the mountain, he was often complained by Jia Mo and his wife. When I asked for opinions below, I nodded one by one like smashing garlic, and showed me a bad face when I encountered a little difficulty in going up the mountain. Jia Xiao

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Sa is a child of the Jia family, covered by a big brother who is the captain, staring at me, I can't bear it, what kind of onion are you, Mo Chuxin?

"Who do you look down on? Isn't it just a horse? Can it stop me, the Grand Great Master cultivator?"

When Mo Chuxin saw that Lianzhu Pao was also thinking about kicking people, he absolutely must not let their tricks succeed. Grasping the hooves of the horse with both hands, he carried a steed on his shoulders, and said provocatively:

"I carry my own horse, and it's my grandson who needs someone to help me!"

After finishing speaking, he climbed to the narrow cliff. Lianzhu Pao did the same. Calabash picked up the horse and ran away, while Jia Xiaosa stayed where he was dumbfounded.

Yu Congwen and the six instructors waited quietly until eleven o'clock, but Jia Xiaosa and the others were nowhere to be seen. The six mentors urged Yu Congwen to quickly swallow the four-color elixir to advance to the Grand Great Master perfection state.

"There's still an hour left, no one can stand without faith, I can't let them look down on me!"

Yu Congwen has practiced the Cultivation Technique several times to adjust himself to the best state. According to his past experience, as long as he takes enough elixir at this time, he will definitely be able to advance to the Grand Great Master perfection state smoothly!

However, Yu Congwen believed that Jia Xiaosa was a man who kept his promise, and would definitely attend the meeting as promised and deliver forty gold bars to him—no, he came to clean up himself.

Time flows slowly like a quiet river, and another half an hour has passed before you know it, and the apprentices of the Martial Master camp have gone home for dinner one after another, only Yu Yueyue and Lin Xiaoyu are staring at the gate of the Martial Master camp expectantly .

Just as Yu Congwen was about to run the Cultivation Technique again, suddenly hurried footsteps came from afar. Mo Chuxin took the lead and ran in in a hurry. The Grand Great Master cultivator took a step of ten meters, moving like the wind, and rushed to the opposite of Yu Congwen in less than a minute, and said out of breath:

"Jia Xiaosa is on his way with the gold bars. His steed fell into a ravine. Lianzhu Pao and him are riding on the same horse. They don't run so fast!"

Yu Congwen stared at Mo Chuxin who was out of breath for a long time, it didn't look like he was lying. asked curiously:

"Fell into a ravine? When did you go out?"

Yu Congwen thought that the three of them were eager to win the elixir, and they set off before dawn. It was probably too dark to see clearly and fell into the ravine.

"I—cough cough cough!"

Mo Chuxin was about to explain a few words, when he suddenly saw a lot of people surrounding him one after another, he immediately realized that telling such embarrassing things as being ridden by a horse would only bring shame on himself. It happened that my throat was so itchy that I couldn't control it and coughed for a moment.

"Brother Mo, speak slowly if you have something to say, don't worry, there's still half an hour left! I'm relieved to see you coming—you really are honest gentlemen who keep their promises."

Yu Congwen complimented with empathy, as the saying goes, you don't hit the person who gives you money, and you came here in a hurry at this time, which shows your sincerity! I wanted to comfort Mo Chuxin, but Mo Chuxin couldn't stop coughing, squatting on the ground and coughing for about ten minutes. This made Yu Congwen very worried. In case Mo Chuxin fainted from coughing, would he still be able to engage in martial arts competitions? I couldn't help but walk over and want to pat him on the back.

Before Yu Congwen could make a move, another figure came running from a distance. Compared with Mo Chuxin, who was in the Grand Great Master realm, his pace was much slower. shouted from afar:

"Keep people under the knife—keep people under your hands!"

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