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Just like the feeling of "transmitting" into the trial site, Zhang Jiao found that he had reappeared in the living room of the luxurious mansion with his clothes intact and his injuries recovered, and the medicine basket at his feet. The broken armor and some other scattered items obtained in the "illusion" were not brought out.

If it is different from before entering, there are three extra books in the hand, and the pointed stick is interrupted like a knife.

In addition, the eyes of Zuo Ci and Yu Ji's "fairies" also changed from "ignoring" to "ungood", and the atmosphere in the living room was temporarily frozen.

"You two don't have to think about grabbing," Tai Ping Yao Shu "has already reached him, so only he can see it, even if someone else grabs it, he can only see a blank space." Lin Hao holding a snow-white animal said Interrupted this stagnation.

"Oh, the poor Dao will never do anything to **** the chances of others." Yu Ji flicked the dust, "However, the three-year-old child, holding the gold in the city, is afraid of not being lucky."

"It's not a small student who talks a lot, but this scholar has no cultivation qualifications, and the heavenly book falls on his hand like a pearl." Zuo Ci also said.

After confirming that the force is invalid, began to use words to stimulate? Zhang Jiao didn't hear it, and said nothing.

"Any" surgery "in the heavenly book is allowed to be taught to others, but after that, you cannot practice it yourself. Similarly, if you have learned some kind of" surgery ", you cannot teach again." Lin Hao added.

This is a limited protection for the holder of the Heavenly Book, Zhang Jiao thought, even if someone wants to snatch, they must leave their lives.

However, given this opportunity, is it not the husband who does it if he does not work hard and instead relies on asylum?

"I want to study this book now, I don't know where the room is?" Zhang Jiao ignored Zuo Ci and Yu Ji and asked Lin Hao.

"Well, any house here can choose to live at will, don't worry about bumping into me, I'm not on the same level as you." At the same time, the fairy girl and the little fairy beast turned into a breeze and disappeared.

Level ... Zhang Jiao judged the meaning of this word and thoughtfully looked out at the huge canopy of the sky that covered the sky.

Because of Lin Lin ’s words before leaving, the faces of the two Taoists were not good. Yu Ji Yi left his robe and left the meeting room, while Zuo Ci left but stopped a little in front of Zhang Jiao: " , Xiaosheng is willing to exchange some "arts" with cultivation methods. "

"Thank you Zuodao for your kindness." Zhang Jiao just bowed his hand, but did not express his attitude.

Although he has not read it yet, Zhang Jiao speculates that most of Tian Dun's book is a powerful, earth-shattering method, and the cultivation conditions are extremely harsh. Therefore, neither of them is interested, but the Dun Dun book should be ineffective, but it is clear. The technique of immortal characteristics, Yu Ji should have the cultivation conditions, but Zuo Ci is still a little worse. As for the human escape book, it contains a large number of trails that can be used in front of people at will.

So, after Yu Ji and Zuo Ci left, Zhang Jiao carried his medicine basket on his back, lifted two broken rods, and left the parlor with three volumes of heavenly books, planning to find a relatively secluded room.

Because he went directly to the parlor when he entered, he didn't watch the manor carefully. At this time, Zhang Jiao realized that it was more "fairy" than he expected. Many exquisite houses and courtyards are located between the living water and the small lake. On the "islands", the vegetation is lush, and they are connected by white jade-like stone water promenades.

He was wondering why there were no servants in the manor, and he saw a broom that was being cleaned by himself ... It was indeed a fairy home.

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Zhang Jiao successfully found a secluded room in the corner of the manor. However, since the woman who claimed to be an old fairy in South China did not seem to live in this manor, all rooms except Yu Ji and Zuo Cixuan's residence.

As for the two Taoists who do not know where they came from, but they have a lot of means, Zhang Jiao feels that if he does not master some immortals, he should not meet them.

After burning incense and bathing-the related supplies in the room are complete, Zhang Jiao solemnly began reading three volumes of heavenly books.

With a bit of fluke, he first opened the Tian Dunshu, the blank silk surface, showing vertical lines one by one.

"[Tiangang Fourteenth Law, Anti-Knowing the Future: You can appoint someone or something, and know the situation around them by pinching, the Taiyi Sanxian can be used, each additional level, an additional ten-year period, Below Da Luo Jin Xian, if you want to intervene, the consequences will be at your own risk.] "

Zhang Jiao was at a loss, every word was readable, but the words of his combination were completely unsolved, so he turned to the ground to escape the book.

"[Dishsha 43rd Art, Pseudotype: Manipulate your own phantom art, you can leave phantom stealth, you can move phantom as a substitute, and you can also call out a" phantom warrior "that can damage the enemy without touching. 】 "

"This ..." Zhang Jiao shook in his heart: "If this book had the ability to recognize the human heart, it would be the means by which the reader could grasp it."

As he continued reading, he wrote in a diligent way: "[Unskilled practitioners are easily drawn by the phantom to get angry in their mouths, causing severe coughing and giving up their predecessors. The recipe for the" Shunqi Pill "to suppress this situation is-] "

Every time the gold word on the book shows an item, Zhang Jiao couldn't help but glance at his medicine basket, yes, yes, all the materials that helped him greatly are in his medicine basket, although it can The explanation is that the materials it needs are relatively ordinary, but Zhang Jiao has no doubt that this is the favor of immortals-of course, it does not refer to the two Taoists who are old and young.

Zhang Jiao, who has speculated, no longer went to the Heavenly Dunshu and Earthly Dunshu. Instead, the letter-handed person unfolded the person's Dunshu, seeing the above:

"[One-hundred-and-fourty-fourth door of Outer Road, moving door: Promising and doing something, balancing Yin and Yang, pushing the palace to promote blood circulation, hunt for recipes, burning Maoding and Dingding, entering lead smelting sand, stone milk healing, and Fushui to cure disease. 】 "

Fu, Fushui cure disease? Why have these deceptive methods proven to be deceptively placed behind a group of seemingly powerful words? Even Wudou Midao and Tianshi Dao disdain to do these stupid things that only bluff the ignorant.

When Zhang Jiao looked at it again, see the follow-up of that clause: "[Note: When Fushui cures the disease, you must confirm that the written fairy name is correct, and that the fairy is free and willing to treat those who drink the water, otherwise it is equivalent to drinking A bowl of dirty water.] "

"..." Zhang Jiao was speechless for a while. It turned out he knew it was drinking paper dust.

Since refining the "Shunqi Pills" almost uses all the herbs that I have collected, the only way to cure Zhang Liang is this, but at least it must be confirmed that it is effective, otherwise even if I don't refine the Shunqi Pills, Leave the herbal medicine to the younger brother to treat the injury.

Zhang Jiao found the yellow paper, Zhu Mo and the water bowl, but hesitated for a while, not knowing what kind of spells to draw. Although he had painted some "acquired symbols" for Youfang Taoist in Julu County, the specific pictures and texts were not known. General, if not, then draw a "congenital symbol" formed by a stroke?

After making a decision, Zhang Jiao drew a pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote the word "Lin Hao" on a yellow paper. Fortunately, he had few strokes and was able to get it all in one go. Then, he turned to take the broken pointed cane and rolled it up. The sleeve made a wound in the arm.

He was about to ignite the simple "innate symbol", but he saw it float up and burn on its own, but no paper dust fell in the process, waiting for it to burn out, with a clear wind blowing, holding "Fu Fu" in one hand, Lin Hao, who was holding a dark green cane, appeared inside the house with a shadow of petals.

When she saw Zhang Jiao's arm wound, she raised her eyebrow and waved her hand slightly. The wound on Zhang Jiao's hand disappeared without warning. Then she said, "What's the matter with calling me so urgently?"

"Uh, no ..." Zhang Jiao gaped.

"It turned out to be so," Lin Hao pinched his fingers a few times and nodded. "If you want to experiment with the effect of water, write the name of" South China Old Immortal ". The behavior of your only talent, it sounds resounding to me. 'Help'."

"Thank you Fairy." Zhang Jiao bowed his hand embarrassedly.

"You broke the cane in the previous trial, and you will be given a 'nanxian wand'." Lin Hao threw the dark green staff in his hand to Zhang Jiao, and the cane flew through the air at an unusually slow speed, Zhang Jiao Quickly grabbed his hand and nodded his thanks.

"It doesn't limit how long you live here, but there are people in the outside world who are waiting for you to go back, you can decide for yourself." With the voice, Lin Hao disappeared again with the breeze and petals falling.

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In the early morning of the second day, Zhang Jiao carrying a medicine basket, carrying a book and a cane, quietly left the fairy mansion. After passing through the "Fairy Forest", he returned to the familiar and ordinary Julu Mountain.

With the resurgence of Reiki, Wushuang Warriors appeared, the world has long speculated whether there is a fairy, but now confirmed this, Zhang Jiao is not happy.

From the short experience, it can be seen that the gods are not desperate, but on the contrary, they will do whatever they want for what they seek, and regard mortals as ants and grass.

That "South China Old Immortal" is okay, but if Yu Ji and Zuo Ci have the means like her, how could they quietly hide in the mountains? Even without guessing, he heard what Zuo Ci said, and went to the world to find the words of the Ming Lord.

At this time, although the court was dim and the relatives were in power, they had not reached the level of chaos in the world. Could it be that they wanted to follow the example of King Zhou Wu?

No, think about it for a long time, the fairy tales and legends of the kings during the period of King Wu's cutting might not have been fabricated, but were left over by the battle of the gods.

"Even if the world is about to be in chaos, with this situation, I will never follow the waves." Zhang Jiao clenched his cane and thought to himself.

"Woo--" As a wolf howl, a huge brown wolf and three slightly young wolves stopped the way.

"Hehe ..." Zhang Jiao laughed: "Wait for me for a day here? Did you take time to kidnap the she-wolf back?"

"Roar—" The Brown Wolf never answered, and slowly lowered his body and approached Zhang Jiao slowly.

"Do you want to compare with the quantity?" Zhang Jiao didn't look scared. With a wave of Nanxian staff in his hand, three "selfs" with the same short stick in his hand appeared instantly. They did not hesitate to rush towards the wolves.

The brown male wolf opened his mouth to bite. Although the "horns" were bitten, they did not break and disappear as before. On the contrary, the giant wolf was completely bitten empty, and he was directly hit by a short stick before he could understand it. Over head.

The male wolf is still able to deal with it, but the female wolves who have been attacked by the sticks for several times have failed, and they only fled for a moment. The brown wolf had to give up the strange scholar in front of him and chase his subordinates and spouses. Them.

"Think carefully ..." Zhang Jiao sighed without moving one step from beginning to end: "I am a fairy now."

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