I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

There is no change between the sun and the moon in the small square world.

The sky is always a gray cloud, as gloomy as water.

Song Siming stared at the people in front of the dilapidated warehouse.

Because he was reluctant to buy the condensed light stone, Song Siming could not see clearly the figures of Song Yantong and others.

Ever since that day five years ago when he was poisoned by the spirit of a dragon, Song Siming's six senses had greatly weakened.

Can't see or hear clearly...

But Song Siming never mentioned it to Song Yantong and the others.

I only feel scared occasionally when I think about Master.

When I think of Master's disappointed look.

Song Siming couldn't help but shiver.

Therefore, he has not returned to the Wild Meteor Mountains in the past five years.

He was afraid of seeing his master, afraid that his master would say that he was useless.

Five years later, the realm is still at the late stage of pill formation.

How can I have the nerve to go back...

But after today, everything may change.

"Senior Sister Song, could you please come with me?

I have a friend I want to introduce to you. "

Song Siming came closer and said to Song Yantong.

At the same time, he nodded to Zeng Qing and others.

Originally there were dozens of disciples here, and most of them went out to do odd jobs.

Everyone wants to earn some spiritual stones to subsidize them.

Song Siming sometimes went out to help others make elixirs.

He also didn't expect that his talent for alchemy was so great.

The quality of the elixir produced was surprisingly good.

However, Song Siming focused on cultivation.

Usually they only practice for three or four days, and then stop after earning one or two hundred spirit stones.

Don't dare waste too much time on the alchemy path.

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

Song Yantong said without hesitation.

It can be said that he has absolute trust in Song Siming at the moment.

"Senior sister, do you think these two can be together?"

Seeing Song Siming leaving together, a female disciple stepped forward and asked Zeng Qing with a smile.

They are bored on weekdays, this kind of topic is their favorite.

Just now Zeng Qing said that as soon as Song Yantong opened his mouth, one of the three sentences must be from Song Siming.

When I saw him just now, it was as expected.

"It's hard to say. I don't think Junior Brother Siming means this."

Zeng Qing shook her head. She always felt that something was pressing on Song Siming's heart.

She didn't think Song Yantong could move it away and occupy it.

I don’t know what Zeng Qing and the others are doing behind them.

Song Siming led Song Yantong all the way to the center of Waifang District.

There are people coming and going here, and it is very lively.

The reason why Waifang District is called Waifang is just because the business people in Waifang are all Nascent Soul cultivators and below.

The business of Neifang is above the transformation of gods.

As we all know, Nascent Soul cultivators and below account for more than [-]% of all cultivators in the Xiaofang world.

Therefore, the market in Waifang District is the busiest.

The further you go into the center, the more goodies there are and the more expensive things are.

Song Yantong saw Song Siming bringing her here.

I couldn't help but have doubts in my heart.

I casually glanced at the price of the spirit sword in the cabinet next to it.

6666!

A very auspicious number.

But Song Yantong was speechless.

The spiritual swords produced by the Qinglian Sword Sect in the past only amounted to more than a thousand spiritual stones.

How dare you sell it so expensively here?

However, the sword was full of spirituality, and it looked like it was made by a master of weapon refinement.

If it is carefully cultivated for many years, it is very possible to raise a sword spirit.

It's really worth the price.

Along the way, Song Yantong gradually became numb to the price.

Anything costs thousands of spirit stones.

For them, who all have only a few thousand spirit stones, this is simply a high-end luxury product.

Just take a look, I really don’t have the money to buy it...

"Sixth Master...Fellow Daoist Song, you are here."

At this time, a voice fell into Song Yantong's ears.

She looked around and saw a golden turtle the size of a copper basin, looking at Song Siming happily.

I think this is the spirit turtle that asked Song Siming out not long ago.

"Xiaosong, I'm here."

The moment Song Siming saw the spirit turtle, he immediately leaned over and picked him up, with a smile on his lips.

The relationship between the two seems to be very good.

Song Yantong on the side couldn't help but become slightly shocked when she saw this.

She had never seen Song Siming smiling so happily in the past few years.

Just like a child.

"Haha, come and sit inside."

Xiaosong saw a human monk standing next to him.

He quickly asked Song Siming to put him down.

He motioned for the two of them to follow him into the store.

After hearing this, Song Yantong raised her head and looked at the building plaque in front of her.

"Dahuang Pill Making!"

It turned out to be a pill shop selling pills everywhere.

It's just that this vast wilderness looks familiar.

Just as Song Yantong was thinking about it, Song Siming walked in chatting and laughing with the turtle.

Seeing the two of them talking about everything, Song Yantong suddenly felt a little envious.

Then she shook her head violently, put her thoughts away, and hurried in.

There were many customers in the store at this time.

Most of them are gorgeously dressed and have extraordinary temperament.

At first glance, he is a disciple of a large sect.

Otherwise, it would easily be thousands of spiritual stone elixirs.

In poorer sects, few people can afford it.

"Fourth level holy essence essence pill: 666 spirit stones."

"Fourth level holy product calming pill: 999 spirit stones."

"Level 8888 Holy Grade Tribulation Pill: [-] Spiritual Stones."

"Fourth level holy product to recreate the golden elixir: 9999 spirit stones."

"..."

Song Yantong glanced at the pills placed in the magic circle.

Seeing that none of the elixirs were of holy grade, I was filled with shock.

What is the origin of this "Dahuang Pill Making"?

Why haven't I heard of such an alchemy family or sect before?

Song Yantong was puzzled.

But what was even more strange to her was that Song Siming seemed to be a close friend of this turtle.

But ever since Song Siming entered the Qinglian Sword Sect, Song Yantong has been looking at him.

Why is there such an extra friend?

Never heard him mention it before.

And it seems that this friend is not an ordinary rich man.

Just giving Song Siming a pill here can make everyone in Qinglian Sword Sect feel comfortable for a while.

"You two go to the tea room on the second floor first. I'll be there after I finish handling these orders."

When Xiao Song saw Song Yantong looking around, the smile in his eyes not changing, he invited the two of them to sit upstairs for a while.

Song Siming nodded with a smile and took Song Yantong up to the second floor.

As soon as they reached the second floor, two scantily clad puppets walked towards them.

After bowing respectfully to Song Siming, he began to lead the way.

Song Yantong took a look and found that the cultivation level of these two beautiful female puppets was actually at the pill-forming stage.

At the moment, I was secretly shocked again.

It can create a puppet in the realm of pill formation, and its shape is so perfect.

Needless to say, it must have been made by the master of puppet control.

I don’t have [-] to [-] spiritual stones, so I can’t afford it.

The two beauties brought Song Siming and Song Siming into the tea room and motioned them to sit down at the table.

Then he took the initiative to make tea for the two of them.

Song Siming looked at the black and white leaves used to make tea.

His expression was a little excited for a moment, but then turned gloomy again.

All this was captured by Song Yantong, who paid close attention to him.

So I also set my sights on the leaf.

At this glance, Song Yantong seemed to see the boundless avenue passing by before his eyes.

A mysterious and mysterious feeling welled up in my heart.

Looking at it again, I could only feel the slightest trace of charm coming from the leaves.

There is no more shock like when we first met.

Song Yantong suddenly felt as if she had missed something by a hundred thousand, and began to feel distressed.

If only I could catch that ray of feeling just now.

I'm afraid it won't be possible to achieve Tao fruit directly!

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