Jiang Zu

"Boy thank you senior!"

Cai Liao's eyes turned red and he almost cried.

Cai Liao originally thought that it would be impossible to go back to the treasure hunt. After all, in the practice world, the strong prey on the weak, and there is no benevolence, justice and morality in the true sense.

When he was young, Cai Liao joined the Tianpuppet Sect, one of the ten sects of the Immortal Sect, with high spirits. He fantasized about creating his own Taoist Puppet in the future.

However, the hardships of practice continued to wear down Cai Liao's will as the years passed, and his goal began to decrease to be able to touch the puppet of the Tao, and finally the will was completely exhausted, so it would be good to be able to see the puppet of the Tao in this life.

The world of practice, the place of wealth and law, is very important!
You don't just have talent, you also have to have resources.

"Wealth" alone stumped Cai Liao!

For this treasure hunting mouse, Cai Liao lived frugally, did chores, and did sect tasks. In the end, the materials he got to refine the puppets were not enough for other people's leftovers.

These so-called others are the sect's second-generation ancestors, those elders' children, who are related to the inner sect.

Their puppets are all described by their heads, only the puppets of Cai Liao and other outer disciples are called with the pitiful "only".

A puppet elephant and a puppet mouse consume different amounts of puppet materials.

"It seems that this treasure hunting mouse is really important to you!"

Looking at Cai Liao's appearance, Jiang Hua seemed to see the difficulty of countless low-level monks.

"This kind of puppet that can specialize in treasure hunting must be very expensive. How can it have no money if it can hunt treasure? Father, he is just teasing you to fool you."

Jiang Xiayu has seen too many vicious and cunning people in the martial arts world, and such tricks are everywhere.

"Injustice!"

Cai Liao quickly untied the storage bag at his waist to prove his innocence.

Jiang Hua waved his hand to stop him, and said to Jiang Xiayu, "When you were young, your father took you shopping. When you saw beggars on the road, you gave them money without hesitation. Why didn't you give them money when you grew up?"

"At that time, people were careful and kind. They felt that beggars were really pitiful, so they gave them money. When they grew up, they realized that many of them were liars, and even had hands and feet.

Jiang Xiayu thought for a while and replied.

"Giving and not giving is not a right or wrong relationship. When you care about whether the other party is a real beggar or a fake beggar, it will only increase your troubles. Don't care about the other party, but care about your own heart. Give everything or not. It all depends on your financial resources. Similarly, the practice world is the same, whether you are deceived or not depends on your strength, you are strong enough, and you are still worried about being deceived?"

Jiang Hua educated Jiang Xiayu, and continued: "Under the probe of Yuanshen, the other party's spirit fluctuations, emotional changes, and any small movements can't escape the father's perception, and even the faint imprint of spiritual consciousness on the storage bag is very important to Wei. It's just a display for my father, as long as I want to know for my father, it only takes one thought to suppress the other party's divine thoughts and control his thinking."

Jiang Hua seemed to be educating Jiang Xiayu, but he was actually beating Cai Liao in a disguised form, telling him not to play tricks.

"Isn't this the theory of the jungle of the jungle?"

Jiang Xiayu seemed to understand but didn't understand.

"The law of the jungle of the monster race is the law of the jungle. This is not the way of human beings. But the truth and kindness of humanity need strength to defend! It is human nature to be careful and kind, but you can't lose this kindness when you grow up. This kindness depends on your strength to maintain it!"

Jiang Hua turned to Jiang Xiashun and said: "Confucianism and Taoism have theories of self-cultivation, family harmony, state governance, and peace of the world. How can we support justice when we are not strong enough?"

"You can only be alone!"

Jiang Xiashun bowed and embraced the salute. This salute is not a son's courtesy to his father, but a Confucian student's worship to his teacher's teachings.

"Thank you senior for your trust!"

Cai Liao was both afraid and grateful to Jiang Hua, knelt on the ground, and explained: "Although my treasure hunting mouse is unique, it is useless in the outside world, so it is no different from chicken ribs. But in this ancient battlefield, it really makes me I have gained a lot, but because of my low strength, several treasures I discovered before were snatched away, and the storage bag also jingled."

"The chance of a person, no one can say for sure, the mechanism treasure hunter that is useless outside, but here is like a fish in water, this is chance!"

"You don't have puppet materials and can't refine a large battle puppet, so you can only choose such a small and special puppet. One drink and one peck, this is a chance."

"You met this old man today, it's my good fortune, and even more so, your good fortune! This is also a chance!"

Jiang Hua pointed to the sea of ​​flowers gathered by star flowers and said again: "It's due to chance, then you can pick it yourself, and then it depends on the performance of your mechanism treasure hunter."

The combination of kindness and power can make people give up their hearts.Jiang Hua's methods of manipulating people are summed up by the business empire established in the early years.

"Yes!"

Cai Liao's eyes were bright, and he poured his nose and tears into the sea of ​​flowers, and pinched his cheek from time to time, obviously not believing it was true at all.

Several months passed.

A puppet mouse on the ground is hunting for treasure, and a blue cloud in the sky is harvesting behind.

"This is the crape myrtle flower!"

"This is yacon!"

"There's also red heart dragon fruit!"

"Ivory Jade Mango!"

"Earth core condensed milk!"

"Snow Spirit Water!"

"Heaven Patching Pill!"

"Nine Curves Spirit Pill!"

"Cold Marrow Pill!"

"Magic Cloud Spear!"

"Kirin Staff!"

"Giant Spirit Axe!"

"Five-color Flame Cover!"

Everyone on Qingyun is counting the harvest during this period. There are spiritual fruits, elixirs, and various magic tools, some of which still retain their spirituality, and they are genuine magic weapons!

"Senior, there is a sea of ​​fire in front of us!"

Cai Liao said through the information fed back by the organ Treasure Hunting Mouse.

"The fact that the Treasure Hunter can find this place means that there must be treasures in this sea of ​​flames."

Jiang Hua nodded, and ordered Jiang Xiashun to fly over to take a look.

Jiang Xiashun controlled the height of the Qingyun, and when he saw a sky of burning clouds from a distance, he felt that it was too hot, and the Qingyun under his feet couldn't maintain it, and would evaporate at any time.

"What kind of flame is this?"

Jiang Xiashun wiped his sweat and said.

"This is the real fire of the sun, which cannot be covered by soil and cannot be extinguished by pouring water. Ordinary people will be blinded if they look directly at it, and monks will be destroyed by a ray of flames!"

Through the system investigation, Jiang Hua already knew about it, and continued: "This real sun fire is the unique fire of the holy beast Jinwu!"

The Golden Crow is a holy beast!
A holy beast does not need to practice, as long as it is an adult, it can grow into an existence comparable to a saint.

Adult holy beasts are called demon saints according to their cultivation level.

This is the horror of the blood of the holy beast!
Of course, it takes a very long time for a holy beast to grow naturally. Only through cultivation can the speed of growth be accelerated. The most important thing is that cultivation can maintain the continuous transformation and evolution of the blood.

"I got it! I got it!"

Cai Liao suddenly thought of something, and said excitedly: "Do you know the story of the ancient ten days turning the sky?"

"An allusion that a three-year-old child knows."

Jiang Xiashun rolled his eyes and replied.

Wu Wushang patted his head, and said doubtfully, "I don't seem to know..."