from the fast-wearing self

Chapter 440 No.15 Mission: Cannon Fodder Counterattacks Cultivation of Immortals ([-])
The old man did not reply her.

This large section of information is all about the Frost Art.

The formula of the Frost Art is very simple, it is just the few sentences the old man recited just now, but to refine it to a great success, it is necessary to open up all the meridians of the body.

And this piece of information is the distribution of the meridians and the formula for opening up the meridians.

The direction of the meridians of each layer of Ice Art is different from the formula, but at this stage, Feng Buyu can only read the direction of the meridians on the first layer where the water condenses into ice, and the others are all in a fuzzy state.

But Feng Buyu didn't care about these things, she only cared about whether the questions she asked would be answered, but the information in her mind was nothing other than the formula of the Frost Art, and the old man didn't answer her.This recognition made Feng Buyu feel like being scratched by a cat in an instant, and his whole heart was in a mess.

After a while, she asked again unwillingly, but the old man still didn't give her a half-point answer.

Feng Buyu felt a little lost.

She originally thought that she would be very happy after opening the third-level treasure chest, but after experiencing the old man's incident, she knew that she would not be able to calm down to practice today.

So Feng Buyu took a deep breath, and began to draw talismans. Since she had become a third-level talisman master, Feng Buyu used the talisman drawing materials that Xiao Shi had prepared for her.

Wind, rain, thunder, lightning, water and fire barrier, quick talisman, bad luck talisman, good luck talisman...Feng Buyu spent half a day drawing all the talisman seals on the talisman encyclopedia, swaying all the negative emotions through pen and ink.

After all these talismans were drawn, Feng Buyu folded the talismans and put them all into the Bai Lingyu, took out some gold, silver and jewels from the soul space, and left Liu's mansion.

Feng Silently prepared to go shopping.

She has been here for so long, except for walking around the next day, the rest of the time she is either practicing or staying in Yufu. Today she has broken through to a third-level talisman master and has drawn so many third-level talismans. With security guaranteed, you can look around.

There are many treasures in the practice world, and there are also many strange exercises. Like the blindfold method she saw last time, she felt very envious. In addition, there are alchemy formations for her to learn.

Of course, she is not interested in refining tools, she just wants to learn alchemy and formations. After learning these two things, she can refine some pills and formations and put them in her soul space before leaving the Great Void Realm That's right, no matter what the task is, even if her body doesn't have the talent to practice spirit control, she still has medicine pills to use.

It's like opening a golden finger.

Thinking of this, Feng Buyu's mood improved a lot, and his steps became lighter.

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The most prosperous street in Huyue City is called Tai'an Street. There are many shops in Tai'an Street, and there are many small vendors selling all kinds of spirit beasts and pills. Herbs and little girly gadgets...you name it.

Feng Buyu didn't go to the street next to Yu's house, but hired a carriage for five taels of silver and went to Tai'an Street. The horses here are different from the common world's horses, with an extra horn growing on their foreheads, and their limbs are very He is strong and runs faster, and in a short while, he arrives at Tai'an Street.

The sun was very strong, and without saying a word, she jumped out of the carriage and merged into the crowd, and followed the others into Tai'an Street. As soon as she entered, she saw a stall with various scrolls not far away.

It turned out to be a scroll!
Feng Buyu's eyes lit up, he became interested immediately, and walked towards the direction of the scroll with his short legs.

The stall owner who sold the scrolls was a middle-aged man, about 50 to [-] years old, wearing a sky blue brocade suit, and looked very energetic.

Standing in front of his booth was a young man wearing a patch, with a thin figure and a somewhat shabby appearance.

At this moment, the stall owner was talking to the young man, with an impatient expression on his face: "I said what do you want! My scroll is at this price. If you think it's too expensive, you can buy it elsewhere."

"It's true that you don't have that much money, kid." The young man said pitifully, "Can you have less money, please, I beg you."

"Are you a little less?" The stall owner raised his eyebrows: "The price you paid is no different from free gift."

A look of embarrassment flashed across the boy's face, but he continued to plead quickly: "The boy knows that the price is a bit unreasonable, but the boy really has no extra money, and the boy really needs a roll of fire." Heart-to-heart method, please sell it to me."

"Sell it or sell it, I'm not a philanthropist."

"The stall owner..."

"I said I won't sell it, so get out of here quickly, and if you don't, don't blame me for being rude." The stall owner started to chase people away, and the expression on his face became a bit fierce.

Feng Buyu arrived at this time, and the stall owner quickly put on a smiling face when he saw her: "Little girl, what do you want to buy?"

Under the sun, the scrolls glowed with colorful lights, including red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Feng Buyu glanced at the scrolls, and knew that the colors of these scrolls should be related to the attributes of the exercises. Thinking that this body was a water-type spiritual root, she He looked at the stall owner, and was about to say that he wanted a volume of water-based exercises, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted:
"Stand owner, I beg you, just sell it to me. If you sell it to me, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

Feng Buyu was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, and subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, only to find that there was a young man standing beside her. After seeing the young man's face clearly, her pupils suddenly shrank.

Isn't this... Qi Muyuan who killed the original owner again and again?

How could he be here?

No, why is he like this?

Feng Buyu was so shocked that he forgot to hide his gaze for a while, but fortunately there were not many people around, and the stall owner was talking to Qi Muyuan again, so no one noticed her.

"Hey, let me tell you why you are so annoying. I, Chen San, sold the scrolls. Although they are not peerless treasures, they are still skills. If you want to take them away with more than a dozen taels of silver, you might as well go back and daydream."

The stall owner said viciously, his voice was loud, causing some people around to look towards them.

"I'm sorry." Feeling the gazes coming from all directions, Qi Muyuan almost didn't cry, his eyes turned red: "I'm really really sorry, but I really need this scroll, I beg you, I beg you to sell it to me, and I will definitely repay you in the future."

"Repay me? No need, just stay away from me now."

"Please..."

"No."

"I really need this scroll."

"You need to find a way on your own, it has nothing to do with me."

"I beg you, as long as you are willing to sell me the scroll, you will treat me like an ox..."

"I don't need you to be a cow or a horse, so get out of here!"

"The stall owner..."

"roll!"

"The stall owner..." Qi Muyuan was relentless.

The stall owner took a deep breath, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, and he was on the verge of getting angry. He stood up and raised his fist at Qi Muyuan, and said with a grim face, "Will you go? If you don't, I will I'm really being rude to you, don't think that I dare not hit you because you are still young!"

Qi Muyuan didn't dodge or dodge, even took two steps forward, raised his head and said with red eyes: "You hit me, as long as you can sell me this scroll after you hit me, then you will be considered a I was disabled, and I didn't make a sound."

"you…"

The stall owner was completely helpless, his fists were tightly clenched, his face was red and his ears were trembling. After a while, he finally couldn't help but yelled: "I said you bastard, you want to buy mine for only a dozen taels of silver." The scroll, let me beat you, and sell you the scroll when I finish playing, what do you think you are? Just want to offset a few hundred taels of silver by beating you up?

Let me tell you, with your poor appearance, I won’t even pay for the medicine if I beat you, I’ll…”

(End of this chapter)