longevity road trip

But no matter how gorgeous this Huijiu's feather coat is, it's just a foreign object, Zhang Shiping waved his hand and released a blue light, easily peeled off this Huijiu's belt and feathers, without any flesh and blood.Then Zhang Shiping raised his hand again, unleashing several sword lights, he dismembered the rest of the corpse into eight pieces in two or three strokes, clearly separating the flesh and internal organs.He didn't hit a fireball directly, but burned Huijiu's body to ashes.

Although the strength of this Huijiu is comparable to that of a monster who has just entered the third level, it is still a second level after all. There is no golden core in its body, and there is not much inspiration in its flesh and blood. At least for Zhang Shiping, who is in the middle of the golden core. Cultivator, it can only be regarded as the desire of appetite.However, if it was replaced by other foundation-building monks of the Zhang family, then these monsters and flesh and blood were no less than some nourishing spiritual things, which could increase their mana to some extent.

After putting away the hundreds of catties of flesh and blood, Zhang Shiping slapped the imperial beast bag on his waist, and released three locusts the size of a millstone, covered in crimson carapaces. Judging by their aura, they were already at the late stage of the second order. Consummation.

Since Zhang Shiping obtained the phantom locust, it took more than a hundred years and a lot of effort to cultivate more than a hundred second-order phantom locusts, and he used the method of raising Gu to set up a blood formation to drive them to devour each other , and finally raised these three phantom locusts.

He predicted that in the end, among the three heads, he would pick the one with the strongest and highest potential, let it devour the other two, and then let it overcome the tribulation in one fell swoop. Years of hard work have paid off.

But right now, he's not ready yet.

As soon as they came out, they buzzed and rubbed against Zhang Shiping's thigh, very intimately.

"Eat." Zhang Shiping pointed towards Huijiu's pile of bones and internal organs, and the three phantom locusts rushed to jump on it.

Zhang Shiping sat next to him, watching quietly with no expression on his face. Soon after, he rested his head on his hands, closed his eyes and thought about why Patriarch Qingyu called him here.

After half a stick of incense passed, he suddenly heard a clanging sound, and Zhang Shiping opened his eyes.

"Buzz..."

One of the phantom locusts was biting a black thing, the size of two fists, it seemed a little puzzled, why couldn't it be crushed into powder?

It bit it a few more times, and seeing that it couldn't move anymore, it spit it out, then turned its head and bit a bloody bone again.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping chuckled, the phantom locust's jaws are so powerful that even stubborn rocks can bite it into powder.Since the black object could hold it, it might be some spiritual ore iron ore swallowed by Huijiu.

He waved his hand and raised it, intending to take it out for a look, but it didn't move at all.

"what."

Zhang Shiping stood up and walked to the black object, took out a handkerchief, bent down and picked up the blood-stained object.

His hands were quite heavy and warm, after Zhang Shiping wiped off the blood on the surface, he tapped lightly, and there was the sound of gold and stone ringing.

Zhang Shiping activated his consciousness again, suddenly his expression was a little strange, he was clearly holding it in his hand, but in his consciousness, there was no black stone, as if it didn't exist.

A monk's spiritual sense is much sharper than the five senses, but this is the first time Zhang Shiping has discovered something that cannot be detected by the spiritual sense.

Chapter 466 meet

Ordinary people perceive the outside world through eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, sound, smell, taste, and touch. After monks practice, their spirits are strengthened, and they have more means of releasing their spiritual consciousness than ordinary people.The spiritual consciousness of a monk can not only perceive tangible things such as vegetation, iron and stone, but also understand all kinds of intangible things such as aura, evil spirit, and yin energy between heaven and earth.

Among them, the most basic use of divine consciousness is the art of controlling objects, which can be used by Qi training monks. It is also the most commonly used spell for high-level monks, and it has almost become their instinct. Black Stone ingested it.

Of course, some casual cultivators who have not followed the foundation and have just stepped into practice, in order to save a little energy, will cooperate with their own mana to activate the art of controlling objects, but in this way, when the spirit is weak, it will have to to get enough exercise.Few other monks would kindly tell these casual cultivators about these small details of practice. By the time these casual cultivators found out, several years had already passed.

And how can the pills that can strengthen the soul be affordable by low-level casual practitioners? After they find out, they can only spend an extra year and a half to practice the skills with the elementary soul skills such as the Imperial Art. To strengthen one's own soul.

Don't think that a year or a half is very short. A monk is fighting for his life with the sky. Maybe this little time is the difference between Qi training and foundation building.Cultivators with inheritance backgrounds such as sects and families will try their best to pay attention to these at the beginning, and their souls will be more or less stronger, and their future roads will be a little smoother. This is the shadow left by the predecessors.

In Zhang Shiping's long-term impression, some things that cannot be detected by the five senses are usually invisible under the spiritual consciousness.If you can't detect it, it's because your soul is not strong enough.But only this black stone in his hand is obviously in his hand, it has a very texture, but in his consciousness, he can't detect it, it's empty.

He flicked it twice, and the sound was as crisp as a bell, no different from fine jade.

Zhang Shiping took the black stone and turned back to the quiet room, put it on the stone table, and stroked his chin with great interest.He carefully recalled the classics he had read in the past. After a while, he sat up and frowned. He seemed to think of something similar to it. There are no fewer than ten thousand books of all kinds, and there are so many things recorded in them, I really can't remember what it is for a while?

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Shiping opened his eyes, flicked his finger, and a very slender red-yellow flame emerged from his fingertips, and slowly fell on the black stone.

This ray of flame fell on the black stone and soon went out. Under Zhang Shiping's attention, the flame seemed to be absorbed by the black stone instead of being extinguished due to exhaustion of mana.Seeing this, Zhang Shiping narrowed his eyes and lit several flames, but it was still the same.However, Zhang Shiping was not disappointed, on the contrary, he looked confident.

He tapped the stone table a few times, and after a few breaths of thought, he flipped his hands and sacrificed the real fire of the golden core. The fireworks curled up in a pale golden color, completely covering the black stone on the stone table.After an hour or so, the black stone was a little bigger than before, and it was much more translucent, and the surface was covered with cracks like spider webs. Zhang Shiping did not withdraw his mana, and maintained it calmly.

At this time, the sky outside had completely dimmed.

Several hours passed by, and at five o'clock, the cave where Zhang Shiping was staying was still as bright as day, but now he had dissipated the real fire, the black stone was gone, and there was a fiery red warm jade box on the stone table, There are hundreds of deep purple prisms the size of a cat's eye inside, with strands of silver light spots on the surface, slowly circling and flowing on it, like a vast starry sky.

With a sound of 'click', Zhang Shiping closed the jade box, and put out a silver amulet to seal the spirit, and pasted it on it, and then he put away the jade box contentedly.

After a night of sacrificial refining, Zhang Shiping finally confirmed that this black stone is a precious and rare spiritual object called Wanguang Xingyinsha.It's just that it's quite difficult to refine this kind of spiritual sand. The deep purple prism the size of a cat's eye is only the most preliminary refining. To refine it into the final silvery fine sand, you have to go through nearly ten more steps. The refining steps take as long as several months, and are extremely cumbersome and troublesome.

Now that the sky is clear, Zhang Shiping still has to go to see Patriarch Qingyu, but he doesn't have that much time.

He stretched his waist and walked out of the quiet room slowly. The three fiery red phantom locusts were crouching quietly in the corner, their long tentacles were still swaying slightly in vigilance. A little blood was left, and a few puppets were cleaning up.

Zhang Shiping took good care of his appearance and changed into a new set of clothes.Although he has met Qingyu Patriarch many times, but some of the etiquette that should be given should not be lost because of this. This is not only respect for himself, but also a respect for the seniors in the world of cultivating immortals.

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An hour later, Zhang Shiping appeared in front of a rather old attic.

Outside the attic, there were two young-looking monks in Tsing Yi who established the foundation on duty, Zhang Shiping didn't know him.There are so many foundation-building cultivators of Xuanyuanzong, how could Zhang Shiping recognize them all, and besides, he didn't need to waste all his energy.And these two Foundation Establishment disciples obviously knew the Jindan Elder Zhang Shiping, and when he approached, they respectfully called out "Elder Zhang."

Zhang Shiping nodded, and said lightly: "Please report to the ancestor."

"The patriarch has already ordered that when Elder Zhang is here, you can go in directly, no need to report, please!" The foundation disciple greeted the voice with a smile on his face.

After hearing this, Zhang Shiping walked into the attic, and saw two old people talking in the lobby on the first floor.

One of them was dressed in a soap-colored Taoist robe, with a sapphire hairpin stuck in a bun, and his silver hair was like frost; Wrinkles, but overall looks much younger than True Monarch Sapphire.Other than these two, there were no handsome maidservants waiting in the attic, which seemed a bit deserted.

After entering the attic, Zhang Shiping walked a few steps, then bowed to the two old men and said: "Junior Zhang Shiping pays homage to the ancestors, and sees the seniors!"

"Come here, it's hard work to call you here from all the way. Brother Mu, this kid is Zhang Shiping." With a smile on his face, True Monarch Qingyu introduced to the friend beside him.

Zhang Shiping felt a little helpless when he heard Qingyu Patriarch calling himself a kid. He had lived for two hundred years, but in the eyes of Yuanying Zhenjun who was one or two thousand years old, he was still very young. It's normal to call him a boy.

However, Zhang Shiping did not show this emotion. He walked slowly in front of the two elders, and heard Patriarch Qingyu point to the chair beside him and say, "Sit down."

Zhang Shiping didn't shirk, he thanked him and then sat down, straightened his body, waiting quietly for the reason why Patriarch Qingyu summoned him.

"Don't be nervous. Your affairs on Xiaofeng Island are also cumbersome, and you shouldn't have to run around like this." Qingyu Patriarch said gently, and then he turned to look at the long-bearded old man beside him, "Brother Mu, now you can say Alright."

Chapter 467

"I don't want to introduce you to my little friend, old man Yu Jisan. This time, I asked Fellow Daoist Qingyu to find you." Look closely at Zhang Shiping.

"I've seen Zhenjun Yuji." Zhang Shiping said to the old man with a serious face, but he wondered in his heart why this old monster came to him?

"My friend, you should know this insect. The phantom locust, which is ranked 973 on the list of strange insects, only feeds on the green grain spiritual rice. It sucks juice and swallows spirits. It likes fire and hates water; its eggs are like yellow, and it melts when it melts. It is an illusion. The soul is like a falling ghost, so it is called the phantom locust." A light red aura rose from the palm of the old man surnamed Mu, and within the aura was a locust the size of a fist, and he said without changing his expression.

Zhang Shiping's face changed slightly, he still dare not say about the other spirit insects, but he is the only one who is very familiar with the Phantom Locust, after all, he has cultivated it for nearly 200 years since he got it shortly after foundation establishment.

Seeing this Yu Ji Sanren's eyes flashed brightly, he said with a smile: "It seems that my little friend really knows this insect."

Yuji Sanren took out a section of the spirit bone that had already turned into jade, and put it into the spirit light. After smelling it, the phantom locust, which was restless at first, calmed down a lot, hugged the bone and gnawed, and then he watched quietly. Zhang Shiping.

"I think seniors already know that this phantom locust is indeed from this junior, but I don't know where this phantom locust in senior's hand came from?" Zhang Shiping watched the phantom locust gnaw on the jade bone, and said It has been understood to [-]% or [-]% that it was cultivated by itself, and the general phantom locust still feeds on the juice of green rice instead of bone meal, and the habits of the two are very different.It's just that his last sentence shouldn't have been asked, but when the words came to his lips, he wanted to swallow but couldn't.

Zhang Shiping once handed over this phantom ghost locust to the younger generation of the clan to raise it, and the Zhang family's foundation-building monks and some clan members in the late stage of Qi training all know about it.However, because the magic weapon of the imperial animal bag is not cheap, not many people carry it with them.

"This old man Chong'er got it from the younger generation of Foundation Establishment, so he should be a member of the younger generation. But don't worry, the old man didn't make things difficult for him, otherwise Fellow Daoist Qingyu won't let the old man go. On the contrary, the old man saved the junior One life, I won’t say much about it, my little friend, can I show the phantom locust you have raised?” Yu Ji Sanren was not angry because of Zhang Shiping’s words, but explained patiently, his eyes were fixed on the phantom locust. Wearing Zhang Shiping's imperial animal bag hanging on the side of his belt.

Hearing this, Zhang Shiping smiled wryly in his heart.However, the Yuanying Patriarch of our school is here, and this Yuji Sanman is so upright, so he doesn't have any other thoughts, and he shouldn't be in any danger.Besides, the phantom locust that I have cultivated for so long is only a second-level top-grade so far, and there is still some gap between the third-level and the third-level, so it won't cause a Nascent Soul cultivator to covet it.

"Since the senior said so, the junior should follow his orders. It's just that the phantom locusts reared by the junior have undergone some mutations, which are quite different from what is recorded in the classics." Zhang Shiping said on the gray imperial beast bag at his waist. With a touch, three phantom locusts the size of a millstone fell out of thin air on the open space in the hall in front of the three of them. As soon as they came out, they fluttered their wings and buzzed immediately. They looked at Zhang Shiping, thinking that it was time to eat.

The phantom locusts recorded in the classics are the purest ones with a bluish-yellow color all over their bodies, but the three in front of them have scales that are as red as blood jade, with more than a hundred large and small scales growing on each leg. The barbs on his body, and the stubby and thick jaws open and close from time to time, at first glance, he looks extremely ferocious.

Yu Jisan looked at it attentively, then turned to look at Qingyu and said with a smile:

"Everything in the world is naturally selected. After the extinction of green rice, there are no pure phantom locusts. The ones that survive have more or less been mutated. Over the past hundred years overseas, the old man has I have also found several kinds, and after breeding, I have bred more than a dozen different kinds of spirit insects, but none of them are very satisfactory. I thought I didn’t know how long it would take to cultivate the spirit insects I wanted. Chonglai, I don’t want to come to Fellow Daoist Qingyu’s place, but it’s a bit of a windfall instead.”

Qingyu Zhenjun stroked his beard, glanced at Yu Ji and said, "This bug is not yours, what can you be happy about?"

"Little friend, I have the audacity to ask if I can part with you. Of course, I will definitely satisfy you." Yu Ji Sanren said with a smile, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more obvious.

He put away the fist-sized phantom locust, then opened his mouth to spit out a red light, which gradually grew in the wind and turned into an awl several inches long, round at the front and pointed at the back, mixed with red and purple, and about one-third of the top end One place is engraved with runes as thin as hair.As soon as this object appeared, it emitted a billowing heat wave. The old man tapped lightly, and a ray of spiritual light merged into the short cone, and a fiery red-white fire wave suddenly dispersed.

However, there were no low-ranking monks present, and Zhang Shiping felt hesitant as he felt the oncoming heat wave.In the past 200 years, he has been on the phantom locust one after another, throwing millions of spirit stones, and now he has these three phantom locusts that are close to advancing.That Yu Ji Sanren's intentions couldn't be more obvious, he wanted to exchange the short awl magic weapon for the phantom locust in his hand.This short cone is indeed full of spirituality, judging by its appearance, its power should be good, but if one is exchanged for three, Zhang Shiping will be in a panic again, feeling that all his hard work for so many years has been wasted.

Seeing that Zhang Shiping didn't respond immediately, the old man flipped his hands and took out a small yellow leather drum.

He tapped lightly, and there were bursts of sound, not loud, but it reached Zhang Shiping's ears like thunder, which shocked him. Fortunately, Zhang Shiping's spirit was a little bit stronger than the average Jindan mid-stage, two or three breaths Immediately came back to his senses.

"This purple fire awl is a magic weapon refined by the old man with purple flame spirit iron. It has not been refined by blood, and my little friend can recognize the master as long as a drop of blood. After a little sacrifice, the power is definitely not weaker than the magic weapon of life. As for the small drum is This ancient treasure, the old man got it from the Nanfa Temple, and you should know its usefulness, it has a miraculous effect on the soul. The old man exchanged these two for my three spirit locusts, how about it, my little friend, think about it?" Yu Ji Sanren took a deep look at Zhang Shiping.

"This... Senior, can you allow this junior to think about it?" Zhang Shiping originally thought that Yu Ji Sanren wanted to exchange one for three, but he didn't want to be so generous.Only in this way, he didn't even have an excuse to shirk.

"Let him think about it!" Qingyu Zhenjun said with a smile, and asked Yuji: "Why are you so generous, old fellow? Didn't you say that you want to keep your disciples? Still in hand?"

"That little guy is too greedy. While the old man was going to the Nanfa Hall, he stole several elixir and fled. The old man cleared the house and made fellow Daoist Qingyu laugh." Yu Ji Sanren shook his head and sighed. Said.

Chapter 468 Weighing

"That friend Yuji is really unfortunate." Patriarch Qingyu said lightly.

There was a cold smile on the corner of Yu Ji Sanren's mouth, he didn't say anything more, after more than ten breaths, seeing that Zhang Shiping still didn't speak, a trace of impatience flashed across his face.He looked at Zhang Shiping with deep eyes.

As his eyes fell, Zhang Shiping suddenly felt a pressure, but it disappeared like a spring breeze in an instant. True Lord Qingyu picked up the teacup on the table, brewed it lightly, and said lightly, "Brother Mu."

The latter froze at first, then suddenly laughed without saying a word, quietly playing with the short awl in his hand.

Zhang Shiping secretly groaned in his heart, he also saw that the relationship between Patriarch Qingyu and this Yuji Sanren was not that good.And this Yuji Sanman has been pointing at him ever since he saw his Phantom Locust.He may have been looking at Xuan Yuanzong's face before, and just now he exchanged magic treasures for phantom locusts in a good manner.Zhang Shiping believes that as long as he refuses, this Yuji Sanman will definitely not say anything at this time, but he must always be careful in the future. Worry about life.

The formation of Qinghuogu can't prevent a Yuanying monk with ulterior motives, and Yu Jisan is still in the middle stage of Yuanying.In the world of cultivating immortals, even in the Yuanying period, they still use their strength to speak. If Yuji Sanren's cultivation base was not as high as that of Qingyu Patriarch, then Qingyu Patriarch would not call this Yuji Sanren Brother Mu.

Facing such a mid-Yuanying cultivator, even Xuan Yuanzong would not dare to offend easily. It's not that Xuan Yuanzong is afraid, but that it's not worth it.Especially this kind of Nascent Soul Loose Cultivator, who lives in the remote sea islands all year round and has no relatives or friends to worry about. He has always acted unscrupulously. Can't tear it off.

"How about this, brother Mu will exchange one magic weapon for two, okay?" Patriarch Qingyu took a sip, put down his teacup, and said softly.

After being silent for a while, Yu Ji Sanren slowly replied: "Okay, just like what fellow Taoist Qingyu said, let's choose one, my friend, the purple fire cone or the thunder drum. Both of them are of similar value. However, compared to rare spirit insects like phantom locusts, the value is slightly lower. I am not lying to you. These two mixed thunder beads were refined by the old man who intercepted the thunder. Although there are some flaws, their power is not enough Compared with the full-strength strike of a late-stage cultivator after entering Jindan, let's take it as a bonus."

He flipped his hands and took out two more black iron balls, and then placed the purple fire cone, mixed thunder ball, and thunder drum on the table in turn, staring at Zhang Shiping with an unchanged expression.

"Thank you for your understanding, senior. The junior will choose the Leiyin Drum." Zhang Shiping revealed a tinge of joy, pointed at the small drum, and immediately muttered loudly. Cooperating with the formula, he hit one of the phantom locusts one after another. Dozens of blood-colored auras released the blood restriction on it. He moved quickly and cast it again, releasing the second Phantom Locust.

He knew that if he refused again, he was afraid that he would really annoy this Yuji Sanman, and he would be in danger for his life.Patriarch Qingyu can't be by his side all the time, and he can't hide in the secret realm of the sect and not come out.After all, the spiritual stones, various panaceas, and spiritual objects needed for practice will not fall from the sky.

Seeing this, Yuji Sanren showed satisfaction, and the Phantom Locust, who had untied the blood restriction first, shook his head. The compound eyes on both sides of his head seemed to have some doubts, and he sensed the aura of the three people nearby, making him feel a little nervous. fear.Its tentacles shook a few times, and its powerful hind legs were slightly bent.

It's just that when he was about to jump up and escape, he suddenly stopped moving. With a wave of Yu Ji Sanren's sleeves, the two phantom locusts that had untied the blood restriction disappeared instantly.Then he tapped lightly, and the Leiyin Snare Drum on the table and the two Thunderballs flew steadily in front of Zhang Shiping and stopped.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyu, then Mu will leave first." Then with a wave of his sleeve, he put away the purple fire awl, and then a dazzling aura flickered, and his figure disappeared from the chair in the hall out of thin air .

Zhang Shiping's eyes were fixed, he didn't see what kind of evasion method this Yuji Sanman was using.When Yu Ji san left, the small drum and two black beads floating in the air immediately fell down, Zhang Shiping stretched out his hand to catch them one by one.Then he looked at Patriarch Qingyu with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Put your things away, I'm sorry for you! Don't worry, then Yu Ji won't trouble you again. The reason why he wanted the phantom locust should be for Nanfa Temple 20 years later, this kind of spiritual insect Although the ranking is extremely low, it is extremely restrained when it comes to certain spiders, and your three phantom locusts tend to be fire-oriented, presumably it is the Scarlet Flame Purple Spider, which is ranked 37th, and you have to stay away from it." Qing Yu Zhenjun sighed and said softly.

The cultivation of spirit insects is extremely difficult, and the phantom locust itself is not a high-level spirit insect, so it cannot be used directly to fight.Its innate limitation is there. After adulthood, it is only a first-order spirit worm. If it wants to be cultivated to the second-order, or even close to the third-order level, the patriarch Qingyu knows that Zhang Shiping has spent a lot of effort on it.

The reason why the Phantom Phantom Locust is on the list of strange insects is due to the phantom poison contained in the eggs.Some monks who are proficient in the way of refining poison can even refine some strange poisons that even the jade body of the monk who transforms the spirit can't resist.It's just that this kind of poison has already been extinct with the demise of the purebred phantom locust, but it may not be certain where Yu Ji can be found again in the ancient monk's cave, so pay attention, the ancestor Qingyu secretly warned in his heart .

This is not what Zhang Shiping wanted to ask, but he didn't want to delve into it, he understood the difficulty of Patriarch Qingyu.Besides, after he obtained the Thunder Sound Drum and the Mixed Thunder Orb, he was able to save a phantom locust in the end, which made him a lot of money.Just how should I put it, Zhang Shiping has a gloomy air in his heart, which cannot be dissipated.

"Shiping, apart from the remaining one, there are other second-order phantom locusts." Patriarch Qingyu asked after considering it.He wanted to use this to find out how poisonous the phantom locust was, and he had a bottom line in his heart.

"There are still a dozen or so, but they are all just entering the second level." Zhang Shiping nodded.

After tea time, Zhang Shiping strode out of the attic.

It's just that Zhang Shiping didn't know that after he left, True Monarch Qingyu sat on the chair with a gloomy face, and after a while, he suddenly waved his hand away, and the teacup clanged loudly, crisply in response.

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After Zhang Shiping left from the attic, he went around the city in the middle of the city and bought some urgently needed common practice items. The prices of these items in his own store and other stores were not different, and he didn't need to go to Zhang's store to buy them. .Then he wandered around the market again, until he stopped in front of an unremarkable crafting shop.

The shop was only about two feet wide, and there were only three people inside. One of them was a white-haired old man, who was sitting in front of the counter, frowning as he looked at nearly a hundred different parts scattered on the counter.There is also a thin boy of seventeen or eighteen, who is accompanying a monk with a bald head.

It's just that the monk kept shaking his head, as if he thought it was too expensive, and then no matter how the waiter tried to persuade him to stay, he turned around and walked out in three or two steps, and then walked towards other nearby shops.The waiter was left sighing, but even so, the shopkeeper did not look up.

Chapter 469 Guihai Pavilion

When the big man walked past Zhang Shiping after he came out, he looked helpless and a little angry, and muttered in his mouth, 'How can there be such a business. Hearing this, Zhang Shiping shook his head with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then walked towards the crafting shop.

The waiter in the store who was still depressed saw another customer coming to the door, and immediately greeted the door with a shocked smile, while the old shopkeeper in the counter was still lowering his head and fiddling with more than a hundred puppet parts on the counter.

"Fellow Daoist Guihai, are there any other fellow Daoists upstairs today?" Zhang Shiping ignored the guy, and didn't talk to the old man at the counter, but looked at an empty place in front of him.

"Senior, are you asking about the small ones? It's just that this small shop doesn't have a second floor?" The clerk asked cautiously with a puzzled expression on his face.

The old man who was fiddling with puppet parts at the counter raised his head upon hearing this, looked at Zhang Shiping and smiled, "Senior, are you looking for someone?"

It's just that Zhang Shiping still turned a blind eye to these two people, and he walked forward without a single pause in his footsteps. The refining shop was not big at all, and it was only five feet long. He walked to the wall in a few steps, and then continued to walk towards the wall .

'Clap. '