My transformed system is poisonous

"Have you ever heard of Yunlai Immortal Palace?"

While walking on the road, Shi Lan suddenly remembered the invitation from before and asked.

As a native of Zhongtian Territory, Wu Lingkong should know more details than Shi Tianlu.

"Yunlai Xiangong? You know, what's wrong?"

After listening to Shi Lan's explanation of the invitation, Wu Lingkong couldn't help but be a little confused.

"Two months later... it happens to be the annual gathering of Yunlai Immortal Palace. There will be a competition among the disciples within the sect. Many people will be invited to watch the ceremony. But why should you be invited?"

In the past, most of the people invited by Yunlai Immortal Palace were prominent figures from major forces.

Shi Lan shook his head and put this matter aside for the time being. The disciple competition within the sect was held once a year. It wasn't a big deal, so it didn't matter if he went to see it.

The two of them walked along the street. Most of the places Wu Lingkong took Shi Lan walked were teahouses or street restaurants. Tian Bai's eyes focused more on the snacks sold on the street.

It is difficult for even a highly advanced warrior to cut off the desire for food and drink. First, he is unwilling to do so, and second, it is unnecessary.

The flesh and blood of some powerful creatures are no less than top-quality elixirs to warriors.

Wu Lingkong obviously liked Tian Bai very much, and she would always have a share of the food he bought. As time went by, Tian Bai's eyes looking at Wu Lingkong became much softer.

Your distinguished friends are indeed good people...

"The Baizhi Lingjiu sold in Yanjinglou is one of the best in Kamikaze City, but the price is a bit expensive, but... today is a special case."

When passing by a bustling restaurant, Wu Lingkong's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he strode in.

"Shopkeeper Yu, I'm covering all the Baizhi Lingjiang for the past few days!"

"It turns out to be Miss Wu. This requires a lot of spiritual crystals. Our store does not accept credit."

An old man with a plump figure came up to him, with a smile on his face and a somewhat surprised expression.

Normally Wu Lingkong would visit frequently, but usually the amount was only one jar at most.

Only ten jars of Baizhi Lingjiang are sold a day, which is very expensive. With Wu Lingkong's usual pocket money, he can only drink it a few times occasionally.

"There are distinguished guests at home, just bring them all."

Wu Lingkong waved his hand, walked to the counter, took the pen and paper, and the pen moved quickly, leaving the three characters Wu Lingkong.

Snapped--

Wu Lingkong put down the pen and pressed the note on the counter.

"Take this receipt and go to the city lord's mansion to get the spiritual crystal!"

"Miss Wu, wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

Hearing that a distinguished guest had arrived at the city lord's mansion, the old man stopped talking. He summoned the waiter to whisper a few words and then walked to the backyard.

Not long after, forty jars of Baizhi Lingjiao were neatly placed in front of Wu Lingkong.

Wu Lingkong raised his hand and put it all into the storage magic weapon, then shook the ring in his hand and sighed.

"My father got me one after I entered the Earthly Evil Realm. If there had been such a convenient thing earlier, my life in the Demon Suppressing Army would not have been so miserable."

"Otherwise, how can it be considered as experience?"

Shi Lan smiled slightly. Storage instruments are not easy to use, and materials with space media are not easy to find. There are not many people who can own storage instruments in the Earthly Evil Realm.

When passing by the Nishang Pavilion, Wu Lingkong picked out two magic weapon-level dresses for Shi Lan and forced them on her.

"It's okay, my dad has plenty of spiritual crystals."

Wu Lingkong smiled, turned around and picked out a bunch of accessories for himself.

"Take this receipt and go to the city lord's mansion to get the spiritual crystal."

Throwing down a note again, Wu Lingkong happily pulled Shi Lan away from Nishang Pavilion.

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…

It wasn't until dark that Wu Lingkong took Shi Lan back to his house and went straight into the backyard.

The backyard seemed a bit cold and lacking in popularity, with only a few maids passing by occasionally.

In the courtyard in the middle of the backyard, there is a towering old tree with an umbrella-like canopy. It is May and it is full of blue flowers.

The sky was already dark, Shi Lan raised his head and looked up. A sea of ​​blue flowers reflected in his eyes, and the moonlight dropped through the gaps between the leaves, making it look like a dream.

"This tree is called Zifu. It only blooms but does not bear fruit. It blooms for half a month."

Wu Lingkong walked slowly to the foot of the tree, gently stroked the trunk, and whispered:

"My father said it was planted by my mother, but it's a pity that I have never met her."

Shi Lan raised his head and looked at the sea of ​​flowers in the sky without asking any questions.

Turning his hands to take out the forty jars of Baizhi Spirit Brewing, Wu Lingkong lowered his head and began to dig a hole.

"What are you doing?" Shi Lan took two steps forward and asked doubtfully.

"You can't finish the Baizhi Lingzhi in one sitting."

Wu Lingkong smiled softly.

"It is said that this Baizhi Lingjiang needs to be hundreds of years old to reach its best taste. I have never tasted it."

"If you still want it after drinking these, let's buy new ones. I want to hide half of this batch. The one and two jars I bought before are not enough for me to drink myself, let alone hiding them."

After digging the hole, Wu Lingkong buried twenty jars of spiritual brew into the deep hole. After filling it with soil, she looked back at Shi Lan and smiled.

"If you still remember it a hundred years from now, come to Kamikaze City, and the twenty jars of Baizhi Lingbong will be half of yours."

Looking at the smile on Wu Lingkong's face, for a moment, a corner of Shi Lan's heart seemed to be touched, causing a ripple, but in an instant it turned into a pool of stagnant water.

"good."

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In the study room of the City Lord's Mansion, the elderly housekeeper held a few notes and bowed to report.

"Lord City Lord, the lady spent a total of 2.45 million spiritual crystals on her trip today."

Wu Ming, who was leaning on the desk, paused and said softly:

"Take it from the treasury."

"yes."

The old housekeeper responded, slowly backed out, and closed the door.

snap——

After a while, Wu Minglie slowly put down the brush in his hand. On the white paper in front of him was a lifelike portrait of a woman. As he looked at it, he was filled with tenderness.

call--

The window automatically opened without wind and was pushed open by an invisible force. The window faced the towering ancient trees in the courtyard in the distance.

Looking up at the Zifu flower that reflected a brilliant cold light under the moonlight, Wu Mingcai murmured in a low voice:

"It's not something that belongs in the pond..."

boom……

A secret door on the side of the study slowly opened, and the portrait floated up from the table and floated into the dark room.

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…

Shi Lan held the wine jar with one hand, lying on the branches of Zifu with his arms as pillows, looking at the bright moon in the sky, feeling peaceful in his heart.

It would be great if we could maintain our current life.

Not far away, Wu Lingkong's face was slightly red, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was lying on a branch, muttering in a low voice.

The wine jars were scattered all over the ground, and most of the twenty jars of Baihua Spirit Brewing were gone. Tian Bai had already fallen asleep in the wine jars.

"Reincarnation and entering the mortal world can really sharpen your mind?"

“There are many more ways to do it than this, it’s just a suggestion.”

"There are less than two months left. Is there still enough time?"

"I can choose a small world for you. Two months in the Lingyang world is enough for a hundred years."

"Then help me choose one. I trust your choice."

Shi Lan stood up slowly, picked up Wu Lingkong and stepped into the room.