Jiuxiao

The man looked indifferent, looking at each piece of magic weapon, different from other people who showed admiration and admiration, he seemed a little careless, as if he didn't pay attention to those things, but he looked very carefully.

But after a while, seven or eight magic weapons have been presented.

The head of the Yongning Hou Mansion took a small box and gently opened it.

A plant of green grass in the box is as fresh and tender as new. On the branches and leaves, there are several bean-like pearl-like fruits, as white as milk. There is a layer of cloud and mist around the green grass, which will linger even if the box is opened.

Everyone gasped, and one of them asked, "Could this not be white jade smoke grass?"

The master said: "That's right, this is white jade smoke grass, living dead, flesh and bones, no matter how intractable an injury is, it can be cured after using this thing, and if a monk takes it, it can also increase cultivation. After identification by Mr. Du , is indeed genuine, although it is not a treasure, it is also a rare panacea."

Mr. Du is the Dandan monk who was in charge of guarding and screening at the gate just now, and he is also a distinguished guest invited by the Marquis of Yongning.

Behind the curtain on the second floor trembled slightly, a maid came out and gestured to the master, who immediately asked, "May I ask who is the owner of the white jade smoke and grass?"

"It's me." A middle-aged man stood up, a monk in the early stage of alchemy.

"Master Hou has an order. He is willing to pay 80 yuan for high-grade spirit stones and accept the white jade smoke and grass. Are you willing? If not, you can return the original."

White jade smoke and grass are rare, but the 80 yuan high-grade spirit stone is indeed worthy of the price, so the other party naturally agreed without thinking.

"The one in front of me is called Qianhonglian..."

Thousands of rainbow curtains, as the name suggests, once hung up, if there are thousands of neon lights, colorful clouds, even if they are ingenious, they are just a decorative treasure, not even a magic weapon.

Zhou Yin glanced at it a few times, but was not very interested. When he looked in the original direction again, the man was no longer there.

Zhou Yin was not interested in the next magic weapon. He was used to seeing countless rare treasures in his previous life. Naturally, he didn't pay much attention to these things. Sword and Lingshi, and then leave Peach Blossom Villa.

Zhou Yin found a place to live in Luzhou City at random, and was not in a hurry to go back.

Even if I go back, I'm afraid that people will go to the empty building now. I don't know what it will be like when I arrive at Shangxuanzong. Now that he has completed the middle stage of foundation building, if he retreats and practice, he will be promoted soon, so he simply plans to go out of the city to find a secluded place Retreat.

There is a Yangliu River outside Luzhou City, which is named for the weeping willows planted along both sides of the river. After staying here for a few days, Zhou Yin often sat in a teahouse. Come again, although I still value power, but I don’t come and go as hurriedly as in the previous life, and occasionally I know how to stop and enjoy the scenery.

On the second floor of the teahouse, you can see the scenery on the river clearly. In the evening, the afterglow shines on the city wall, and the light boats pass by on the river, sparkling and the willow colors are like smoke.

There are very few guests, and some of them are just ordinary tea drinkers. It has been two days since Zhou Yin left the villa. many.

Zhou Yin himself can not say a word for a whole day, but there used to be Zhou Chen, no matter what he saw, he could babble, he was always noisy, slept late, was greedy, cheated, pretended to be stupid, and had no teacher in everything Self-taught.

The fragrance of the tea was faint, so he took a sip from the teacup.

There was a commotion at the stairway, four or five monks came up and talked about it.

One person said: "There are countless cultivators in Peach Blossom Villa, and the other party dares to pick this time to strike, it's really audacious!"

Another person said: "It's Sima Liang who died, it's none of our business, we didn't kill him, why even shut the city gates and impose restrictions!"

The companion hastily said: "Keep your voice down, you didn't notice this incident and even alarmed the Qinggumen. It can be seen that Sima Liang has a very close relationship with them, maybe the other party is going for the Qinggumen!"

The man was still angry: "I think they are guarding against people like us. If they are not good enough to seal and prohibit monks from leaving the city, I don't believe it. They dare to stop those alchemy masters!"

The monk who spoke first said: "Don't talk about Jindan monks, even Yuanying masters, they were not always the guests of Peach Blossom Villa. If this kind of thing happens, unless they openly tear themselves apart with Qinggumen and Nanjuguo , otherwise I wouldn’t have left on my own!”

The companion smiled bitterly and said: "That's true, in the end, it's not all us low-level monks who have no backers and backgrounds who are unlucky. They managed to catch up with the Treasure Appraisal Conference and thought they could pick something cheap. Such an unlucky thing, according to me, since that person can kill Yongning Hou, he might have left early, why would he stay here and wait for someone to interrogate him?"

While talking, those people walked past Zhou Yin, glanced at him, didn't care, sat down on the other side, and talked about the strange event of a high-level monster appearing in Lingzhou City not long ago.

"I heard that half of the sky was reddened by the flames at that time, and it looked like a strange ancient beast like a unicorn and a phoenix."

"Don't be kidding, those high-level monsters have long since disappeared. Even if there were, they would not easily appear in front of people. How could they show up in Lingzhou City? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"That's right, besides, I was also in Lingzhou at the time, why didn't I see it?"

"I heard that all the monks present at that time died, and only the people nearby saw it in the entire Lingzhou City."

"It's a joke, we monks haven't seen it, those fools have always exaggerated, how can we take it seriously?..."

"..."

When Zhou Yin got the information he wanted, he stopped staying. He got up and left the teahouse and walked towards the city gate.

When I arrived at the gate of the city, I was stopped as expected, and I was told that in today's Luzhou City, only entry is allowed, and no exit is allowed, and the imperial court has learned of the sudden death of Yongninghou, and will soon send imperial envoys to investigate thoroughly.

The city gates were not allowed to enter and exit, ordinary people were at a loss and complained quite a lot, but no matter how bribery those merchants and rich households tried, the soldiers guarding the city would not let them go.

Not only that, from the city gate upwards, there is a layer of brilliance flowing enchantment, which also restricts the monks from going out of the city.

Zhou Yin didn't try to break through forcefully. After being intercepted, he walked around the city wall and found that the person who built this barrier was at least above the Golden Core Stage. left.

If, as those few people said, Sima Liang and the Qinggumen are inextricably linked, and with the intervention of the Nanju court, it is unknown when the city will be closed.

But compared to others, Zhou Yin is obviously not the one who is in the most urgent situation. Right now he doesn’t have any particularly important things to do, and the retreat is about to advance, but the environment of the inn is not suitable for practicing without distraction, so he decided to go back and tinker with those things first. Talisman, when the city gate is opened, leave the city immediately.

Compared with the state of martial law and panic in the whole city, Zhou Yin's mood was not greatly affected. He Shi Shiran returned to the inn, took a hot bath first, then took out the cinnabar talisman paper, and began to draw talismans.

In his opinion, talisman basically has two purposes, one is for self-defense, and the other is for selling money.With the gradual improvement of the cultivation base, a lot of spiritual stones are required to be spent in each retreat, and the latter's needs are more urgent.

Except for the ancient forbidden spell talismans that have been lost, Zhou Yin is basically familiar with other runes.It's just that the making of runes is also linked to spiritual power. With his current cultivation, even if he can draw talismans with the power of Jindan stage or even Nascent Soul stage, without the corresponding spiritual power when drawing talismans, it is still difficult to draw them. It can only be a waste talisman.

Therefore, adding up so many high-level talismans before, can only be sold for the price of one high-grade spirit stone and dozens of middle-grade spirit stones, because the power of these high-level talismans will not exceed the golden core period at most, and the price is relatively low. It's cheap. When he forms a golden core, the price of the talismans he sells at that time will probably increase several times.

The long hair was not dry yet, Zhou Yin wore a single shirt and let it hang loosely on the back.

On the specially made yellow talisman paper, the cinnabar on the tip of the pen swims with the owner's flowing brushwork.

Soon a beacon talisman was completed, and because of his spiritual power attached to it, the talisman glowed slightly red, flickering indefinitely.

He stopped writing and picked up his teacup.

The rim of the glass stopped on his lips, and with a flip of his wrist, the water in the glass splashed towards the window.

Almost at the same time, with a bang, a blue gust of wind swept in from the window, the original menacing force was slightly avoided by the cup of tea infused with spiritual power, and he stood still in the corner, turning the imaginary into reality.