The poor monk who wears books will not go to hell

Zhang Shuhua was anxious, and blushed and said angrily: "Ji Lin! Why are you talking like that? And you!" He pointed at the man who burst out laughing, and said, "What's so funny?"

"I didn't find you in the valley, so I just wondered if you would come here, and it was exactly as I expected." The man smiled at Zhang Shuhua as he walked up to the two of them.

He is dressed in black and has black hair, his appearance is imposing, and his face is extremely handsome. In He Jilin's view, his appearance is comparable to that of Lu Qiuming, but the two belong to different types, and there is no distinction between good and bad.

The female cultivators all took a step back, their faces slightly shy.

"Hmph!" Zhang Shuhua gave him a displeased look.

The man smiled nonchalantly, looked at He Jilin with star eyes, and said: "Li Jinglan has long admired the name of Jilin in the lowly sword sect. When I saw him today, he really deserves his reputation."

Li Jinglan?He Jilin searched in Jilin's memory and found that this person turned out to be Ren Huaying's last uncle, with good talent, but I heard that when he was young, he was relatively rebellious and didn't like to practice. received little attention.

"Ji Lin met Senior Li." Although the two of them were also at the out-of-body stage, in terms of seniority, Li Jinglan could be regarded as his senior.

Li Jinglan smiled "haha", then turned to the female nuns and said, "Are the fairies interested in exchanging for pills? If not, we'll just close the booth and go back."

"Hey! Why do you make decisions for me?" Zhang Shuhua jumped angrily.

Several female cultivators gathered together and laughed in a low voice, one of them stepped forward and said: "We don't buy beauty pills, just some wound medicine."

Zhang Shuhua smiled happily and narrowed his eyes. He took out a lot of bottles and jars, and said, "You have everything you want, so take a look!"

Li Jinglan laughed in a low voice, Zhang Shuhua glared at him, then turned his head to do business with a smile.

"I heard that Jilin and you were together with Lu Qiuming, why are you alone now?" Li Jinglan asked.

He Jilin replied: "Where is not the place of cultivation?"

Li Jinglan was stunned for a moment, then smiled heartily, and couldn't help but patted his shoulder with his big hand, saying: "Well said! Jilin is worthy of being Jilin!"

He Jilin smiled lightly and said, "I don't dare to be a poor monk."

Li Jinglan put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Since you have become a casual cultivator, why not go to the Valley of Spirit Medicine with me!" After finishing speaking, he took He Jilin towards the Valley of Spirit Medicine.

"Hey, hey! Wait for me!" Zhang Shuhua hastily put the medicine bottle into the medicine bag, "These are all given to you!" He dropped all the beauty pills and caught up with the two of them.

"Ji Lin, do you know why he gave you the medicine?" Li Jinglan glanced at Zhang Shuhua and asked Ji Lin.

Zhang Shuhua covered Li Jinglan's mouth all of a sudden, and said, "How dare you talk nonsense!"

Li Jinglan held his wrist, with a smile in his eyes, and lightly licked his medicinally scented palm.

Zhang Shuhua immediately widened his eyes, retracted them like an electric shock, and then turned his face away and strode forward.

Li Jinglan approached He Jilin with a smile and said, "He, besides refining medicine, his biggest hobby is beauties, haha."

He Jilin couldn't help laughing, dare he live on his face?

The Spiritual Medicine Valley is located in an extremely wide valley. The reason why the land is taken here is because it is surrounded by mountains, with abundant water and spiritual energy, which is suitable for planting spiritual herbs and spiritual medicines.

The disciples of the Spiritual Medicine Valley generally don't like to go out, unless they want to go out to exchange for spirit stones and some uncommon spirit herbs and elixir, they will only stay in the house to study the elixir.

Zhang Shuhua is the last among the younger generation of disciples, and his masters and brothers love him more, so he is more lively and active, and he often goes out to sell medicine and relax.

He Jilin followed the two into the elixir valley. The elixir valley was relatively loosely guarded, and the three of them entered without alarming others. Zhang Shuhua waved Li Jinglan away, and brought He Jilin back to his yard.

Li Jinglan shook his head helplessly and left with a smile.

Zhang Shuhua led He Jilin to a room, excitedly said: "Jilin! Will you live here from now on?" He looked at He Jilin with bright eyes.

He Jilin only saw appreciation from his eyes, without any obscenity, so he smiled slightly and said: "The poor monk thanked the benefactor Zhang."

"Hey," Zhang Shuhua scratched his head shyly and smiled, "Jilin, let me show you my medicine garden, okay?"

He Jilin was also quite interested in this, so he followed Zhang Shuhua to the hillside behind the house.

"Benefactor Zhang, why is Benefactor Li in the Spirit Medicine Valley?" He Jilin asked as he walked.

Zhang Shuhua snorted softly, "He! He said he was going to visit various places, but since he came to the Spiritual Medicine Valley two years ago, he has never moved to the ground. He is not doing business every day and disturbing my medicine refining. It is really unreasonable! "

Seeing his duplicity, He Jilin thought it was funny, but he didn't break it, just smiled.

The two of them walked to a medicine garden, and a fragrant smell of medicine came to their nostrils. Zhang Shuhua was very happy to see the herbs he had planted, and rushed over to fiddle with them, even He Jilin was left aside.

However, he suddenly found a problem, stood up suddenly and shouted: "Ahhh! Who moved my baby?"

For a moment, birds and beasts were startled, and the whole valley was trembling.

"Zhang Shuhua! You son of a bitch! Why are you yelling? My elixir is ruined! It's ruined! You pay me!" A middle-aged alchemist with disheveled hair and red eyes rushed out of the room filled with smoke, Point at Zhang Shuhua and start cursing.

Immediately afterwards, more and more alchemists also ran out, criticizing Zhang Shuhua for interrupting their alchemy.

Zhang Shuhua raised his eyebrows, his eyes were wide open, and he put his hips on his hips and asked, "Who stole the treasure I managed to get a few days ago? If you don't talk about it, I will disturb you so that you can't make pills!"

"Who has nothing to do with your worthless things?"

"That's right, they're all busy making alchemy! Stop talking nonsense!"

"If anyone really takes it, just stand up obediently, and don't make everyone feel uneasy!"

"What's the matter? Shu Hua, what are you throwing your temper at?" A alchemist who looked about 50 or [-] years old asked as he walked.

"Master!" Zhang Shuhua stepped forward, calling out with a full face of grievance.

Yao Changyun nodded at him, then looked at He Jilin.

He Jilin saluted, "Amitabha, junior Jilin, I have met senior."

Yao Changyun was taken aback for a moment, and then Nian Xu smiled and said: "It turned out to be little friend Ji Lin, how is that old guy Zhan Xing doing now?"

He Jilin looked ashamed, "This junior has been expelled from the sect, and I haven't seen Master for a long time."

Yao Changyun's eyes widened immediately, and he couldn't believe it: "Why haven't I heard of it? Zhan Xing is willing to do it? Ten years ago, he even bragged to me about how good his apprentice is, why did he suddenly..." At this point He also felt a little embarrassed, so he pretended to be calm and smiled, "It's okay! Your master doesn't want you, so you live in the Spirit Medicine Valley, haha."

"Master..." Zhang Shuhua couldn't help rolling his eyes, why is his master not stable at all?

"The junior thanked the senior." He Jilin saluted solemnly.

"You're welcome!" Yao Changyun waved his hands proudly, "Since you were brought to the valley by Shuhua, then you will live with Shuhua, and the two of you will have a companion."

Zhang Shuhua nodded viciously at He Jilin, and then said to Yao Changyun: "Master, the resplendent grass that I finally obtained is gone!"

Yao Changyun comforted: "Maybe someone accidentally took it by mistake. Don't be too sad. It's not a big deal to look for it after it's gone. Is it worth disturbing the whole valley?" Touch Zhang Shuhua's forehead.

Zhang Shuhua took a step back, covered his forehead with a bitter face, and said with red eyes: "Master, it was the apprentice who worked so hard to support it, and it just disappeared. There must be an explanation, right?"

Apart from alchemy and medicine cultivation in the Spirit Medicine Valley, it was quite boring. When everyone saw this matter was tricky, gossip ignited for a while.

"Junior brother, don't think about it, maybe the second uncle took it away." A young man came to Yao Changyun and said to Zhang Shuhua.

Zhang Shuhua's heart suddenly "thumped", if it was really taken away by the second uncle, it would be useless for him to cry to death!

Second Master Uncle is crazy all day long, thinking about refining the elixir to improve his cultivation. He himself is too lazy to take care of the medicine garden. He often goes to other people's medicine gardens in the valley to get medicine, and everyone just stares blankly. Close one eye.

This second uncle is very old, but his cultivation base has been unable to improve. On the one hand, he is anxious that if his cultivation base cannot increase, he will not be able to refine higher-level pills. to.

Therefore, he has been frantically trying to refine a elixir that can really improve his cultivation, but until now there has been no result.

Although the other elders in the valley also wanted to refine this kind of elixir, they mostly just let the flow take its course and were not as crazy as Second Master Uncle.

"I'll ask Second Martial Uncle!" Zhang Shuhua walked towards Second Martial Uncle's yard.

Everyone followed him for a while.

At this time, Li Jinglan suddenly appeared beside He Jilin, patted his shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Jilin, do you think there is such a pill in the world?"

He Jilin was also skeptical about this question, and replied: "The poor monk doesn't know either."

Li Jinglan looked up at the blue sky, and said: "Cultivation is for longevity, and alchemy is also for longevity, but sometimes I feel that longevity is so easy? How many people can live forever? It's not as good as being unrestrained and painful. Living happily in the previous life is not in vain, what does Ji Lin think?"

He Jilin nodded and said, "Not bad."

"I didn't like to practice before, and I was always punished by my master and ridiculed by my brothers. Even my brothers and sisters thought that I was not good enough to support the wall, so I forced myself to practice hard. Finally, one day, I found that my cultivation could no longer improve, and I was discouraged for a while, and left the sect to travel on my own, but I didn’t know that I made a breakthrough during the travel.”

Although He Jilin didn't understand why Li Jinglan would say these things to someone he just met for the first time, he still listened quietly.

"Later, I traveled to Spirit Medicine Valley and thought it was very good, so I stayed here for two years." Li Jinglan watched He Jilin seriously, and said, "Jilin, actually..."

"Ah! Second Martial Uncle! Second Martial Uncle! What's wrong with you?" As soon as they walked outside the Second Martial Uncle's courtyard, they heard Zhang Shuhua's scream.

Li Jinglan immediately rushed into the house.