Master, you think too much

It turns out that the bell of the deity is still mass-produced...

I was misled, I have never heard of a magic weapon that can suppress the breath of monsters, but the magic weapon that suppresses the breath is a rotten street.

To put it bluntly, the principle is the same.

"Go, buy more, it's best to buy them all." Sangzi gritted his teeth.

"doing what?"

"Sell one bell and ten high-grade spirit stones to Canglan!"

Suffering... You can't just let yourself suffer.

It has to be a bottom line.

Jin Mo was surprised, and asked, "Why sell it to the Canglan Sect Master?"

"Let the Canglan be sold again," Sang Zi blinked and said unscrupulously.

"No, what I mean is how to find Li Ming?"

"It's not difficult." Sangzi took out a sound transmission talisman and crushed it with spiritual power.

Su Boli was curious, "What did Master say?"

"Let him come and pick us up." Sangzi said with narrowed eyes.

The sound transmission talisman is an invention of the cultivation world and its evil sects. It is a bit like the telephone of later generations...

If you have anything to say, just pinch a small note.

After a while, Li Ming replied to the message, and Liuying's words formed by spiritual power gradually spread densely in front of Sangzi.

Sangzi was startled, thinking what (⊙o⊙) is this?

"I know, I know," Yanhu explained proudly, "This is a character transformed from a sound transmission talisman. The sound transmitted by the sound transmission talisman is easily intercepted by someone who is interested in it. It will unfold. And only the person who conveys it can see it."

"Other people see naturally dimly—I can't see clearly."

Sangzi glanced at it suspiciously, "Don't fool me, it's because you can't read at all, right?"

"Master is illiterate!" Yanhu was furious.

"It's true that I can't see clearly, Master." Su Boli hurriedly intervened, "Master, quickly read what is written on it?"

If my apprentice says he can’t see clearly, then he can’t see clearly... Sang Zi stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, “Li Ming said, there are five houses in this small town that sell the bells, and four of the five houses sell the bells not kindly. , Selling fakes! I don’t know how many confident men, peeping, stealing, and cheating are carried on this fake bell, and he asked us which shop we are in front of.”

"This...how do we know." Su Boli spread his hands.

Yanhu interrupted him, "I know, since Master bought this bell here, it means this store is the real one."

Sang Zi raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and crushed the Zhang Chuan Yinfu in his hand, "In front of the shop where you bought the bell."

After a long time, three large characters finally flashed in front of Sangzi.

"look back."

Sangzi turned around, just in time to see Li Ming coming out of the shop.

He is dressed in white clothes that are as snowy as snow, with a graceful appearance like a fairy, and he is holding a delicate medicine bag in his hand. The thick mist condenses water droplets on his forehead and hair. As soon as he walks, the dewdrops immediately slide down his cheeks and sink in. clavicle……

"Have you not seen each other for a year? Sovereign Sangzi? It seems that you are doing well!"

Li Ming brushed his wet hair back from his forehead, and squeezed his eyes at Sangzi, "Ha! My eyesight is really good, this big bell suits you so well, it's high quality and cheap!"

"..." The price is cheap, this deity believes it.

"Why are you here?" Sangzi changed the subject.

"Change something." Li Ming showed Sangzi the spar in his medicine pocket and a spirit herb that looked like it was still young with Xingxu soil on it.He muttered in his mouth, "By the way, you don't stutter now, I'm not used to hearing it..."

Sang Zi ignored him, "What kind of spiritual herb is this?"

Yanhu had already turned one eye sideways, and patted Jin Mo's shoulder with his hand, "Tell that ignorant little white cat what kind of grass it is."

Lingshi Yanhu still knows a little bit, but Lingcao is completely useless. After all, Yanhu doesn't eat grass, doesn't it...

Jin Mo frowned and said reluctantly, "This is Longyuan Grass, a typical water-type spiritual grass. It is easy to plant and has great vitality, but it grows extremely slowly and requires a high concentration of spiritual energy in the surrounding environment."

"Yes!" Li Ming smiled wryly, "Longyuan grass of such a year is useless at all, only thousand-year-old Longyuan grass will do."

"Is it right? What is it?" Sang Zi noticed that there was something in Li Ming's words, and hurriedly asked.

"I have a chance to repair the artifact," Li Ming said, "The long needle you gave is really recorded in my family's history books of refining."

"It's said in the book that the long needle you gave was made by my ancestor's elder brother. That genius master uncle not only used the heaven and earth spar when refining the long needle, but also added a lot of precious and rare stones. Grass, wood, fruit, etc..."

"He's crazy!" Sang Zi couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Although both refining equipment and alchemy use furnaces to refine things, there is still a big difference in their essence.

The materials used in refining tools are dead things such as treasures of heaven and earth, while alchemy must use living things such as plants, trees and flowers.

This is a default rule in the cultivation world.

Just eat chicken with a weasel, and a rabbit gnaws a radish. Everyone is familiar with the matter. Suddenly one day, your rabbit threw away the radish, opened its big teeth, and took a bite at the weasel's neck... I can't believe it when I say it .

Unless that rabbit is crazy.

"He's not crazy," Li Ming interrupted Sangzi, "He's trained seven needles that are two feet long and one inch thick, which is what you have in your hand—threading needles."

"Thread a needle?" Lead?Is your master uncle okay with this?

"Well...it seems to be called this." Li Ming nodded, not feeling anything wrong, "It is recorded in the book that the needle is very hard, and has the ability to deny all laws of physics, and can penetrate layers of defenses. A monk's head."

So cruel? !Sang Zi was a little surprised, "Your uncle who can't beat you has tried it?"

"Of course, it was precisely because he tried that he was assassinated to death by the Zongmen's pursuit order. At that time, he seemed to be in the Golden Core stage... bastard!" Li Ming cursed suddenly while speaking, "That sect didn't kill him because they wanted to snatch his newly released artifact, right? A young genius who can refine an artifact is more cost-effective than an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, right?"

"That sect has no reason to hurt him." Sangzi spread his hands.

"Oh, it's his own fault," Li Ming sighed, "That master-uncle was flamboyant and rebellious, he showed his talent before he could protect himself, and the sect refused when he offered to subdue him...Who wants to put the future at risk? The scourge that may threaten the position of power is dangling in front of my nose... I can only kill."

Yanhu listened thoughtfully for a long time, finally waited for the two to calm down, and took the opportunity to say, "Say, can we go back and talk? This steamy place makes me... so uncomfortable, ah-choo!"

Li Ming laughed, "The water mist is filled with spiritual power, just to prevent you outsiders from breaking into this place. Forget it, come with me."

Li Ming leads the way, Jin Mo and Yanhu follow closely behind, and Su Boli and Sangzi hang to the end.

Seeing that the group of guys in front would not notice him, Sangzi took a few steps and then turned into a cat shape and jumped into Su Boli's arms. Squat down and pick up Master's two big bells.

The crisp sound of the bell immediately made the three people walking in front turn around.

Yanhu grinned, and suddenly grabbed Jin Mo's neck. Jin Mo was startled, and immediately turned into a thin black snake three feet long and thick as a cat's claw.

Yanhu smiled, and hung the thin black snake around his neck like a necklace...

Under Li Ming's stunned eyes, he complacently followed.

This idiot...

Sangzi covered her face with her paws.

Li Ming's home is more elegant than Sangzi imagined, with green tiles and vermilion eaves, a log entrance, and a bluestone road in front of the door.

Li Ming pushed open the door and called Sangzi to come in and have a look. There was a bed in the room, a nest made of half a large bamboo basket beside the bed, a table with the Eight Immortals, two stools under the table, and a mahogany wardrobe .

The distribution of furniture is extremely messy, and there is a thick layer of dust on it.

Li Ming scratched her head in embarrassment, "This is the only guest room in my house. According to the last time someone came to live in it... It's been more than 800 years, so it's a bit dirty."

In 800 years... Monkey Sun has made a fuss in the Heavenly Palace and returned from learning scriptures.

Li Ming pointed to the bed and said, "That bed is for Su Boli."

Move your fingertips forward, "That mat is for Yanhu."

"What about Master and Jin Mo?" Su Boli asked.

"I'm really sorry..." Li Ming apologized without shame, "There are only these in the guest room."

"However—" he continued to say with joy, "Sovereign Sangzi can sleep on the belly of the Flame Tiger, and if Jin Mo gets smaller, he can sleep on the belly of Sect Master Sangzi!"

"..."

"Let's talk about the sleeping problem at night, little white cat, don't you have something to ask Li Ming?" Jin Mo came out to smooth things over, picked up the little white cat from Su Bo's arms, and whispered to its furry ears, "If you are not afraid Cold, I can hover you on the belly of the flame tiger."

Sang Zi trembled all over, afraid!This deity is most afraid of the cold!

I'm even more afraid that you will swallow the deity in one gulp.

Sangzi struggled a bit, turned into a human form and dodged aside, then Li Ming who was standing beside him grabbed his wrist, "I didn't notice just now, what happened to your hair? Didn't you cut it?"

"No." Sang Zi struggled away from him, clutching her hair that hadn't recovered yet.

Most of Sangzi's black hair is long and smooth like silk and satin, but a small part is yellow and short and curled up like rags.

"It's a bit like rubbing on the ground... You can't roll on the ground, can you?"

You just rolled on the ground!

This deity, this deity obviously only rolls on the mat!

"Let's not talk about that for now," Sang Zi showed Li Ming the box containing the remaining six needles, "here are the remaining six needles, see how these needles are refined, and show it to the deity Refining one."

The author has something to say: Thank you Qingqun and Miss Zhang Xiaocai for mine~

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