I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Without the danger of death, and no longer walking on thin ice, Feng Yuanjiu became a little more casual in his speech.

Hearing Deng Tuzi teasing him like this, Feng Yuanjiu put on that handsome face that was almost monstrous, and said flatly: "When we meet again, I will change from a stove to a pet servant, and my status will be promoted very much." quick."

Deng Tuzi laughed loudly, and the hand around Feng Yuanjiu's waist couldn't help but tighten three points: "Don't provoke me, otherwise I can't help but be tempted by you and lose my principles."

Feng Yuanjiu turned her head, looked at the Fengshen's handsome side face, trying to distinguish the truth from the falsehood from that wanton smile.

Deng Tuzi seemed to have a tacit understanding with him, and suddenly turned his face away.

The faces of the two people became very close, only two fingers separated, such a close distance made Deng Tuzi feel a beast in his heart, and he was very restless.

Dengtuzi's originally deep eyes became extraordinarily deep, Feng Yuanjiu's heart skipped a beat, and he had an inexplicable sense of absurdity that the other party wanted to kiss him.

Turning the tortoise shell involuntarily, Feng Yuanjiu wanted to divination.

Deng Tuzi laughed lightly, and distanced himself from Feng Yuanjiu: "What do you want to eat?"

After all, Feng Yuanjiu restrained himself a little, thought over and over again, and said: "I heard that the chicken in Wenxian Town's human fireworks is very delicious."

Deng Tuzi laughed: "You are not afraid of being taken away by someone."

Feng Yuanjiu took it for granted: "With you here, what are you afraid of?"

Deng Tuzi was ironing in his heart that he really brought Feng Yuanjiu into Wenxian Town, but considering Feng Yuanjiu's status as a Taiqing disciple, he didn't fly directly into Wenxian Town with Feng Yuanjiu.

Stepping into Wenxian Town again, it was a different state of mind than a few days ago.

When the diary was filled with the matter of the entry test, he was looking at the flowers on horseback, and then suddenly saw the figure of this apprentice, and fled in despair.

Now the person he avoids has become his "temporary guard", and the world is impermanent.

Feng Yuanjiu found it interesting, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Deng Tuzi glanced at Feng Yuanjiu, and asked, "What's silly?"

Feng Yuanjiu casually looked at the mortals in Wenxian Town who were struggling to survive and the monks flying in the air, and said casually: "Laughing at the green mountains and green waters, laughing at the prosperity of the world, laughing with beauties by your side."

Deng Tuzi raised his eyebrows lightly, and smiled: "Under the exquisite skin, there is a foolish and bold boy."

Feng Yuanjiu said calmly: "Why do you ask Changsheng when you are timid?"

Deng Tuzi clapped his palms and smiled: "Great kindness! From this one word, we can know that you have great promise."

Feng Yuanjiu, who has always been as cold and distant as a flower in a high mountain, seemed to have engraved the lightness of the cloud into his bones, instantly frowned, revealing a sincere smile: "Thank you for your good words."

Deng Tuzi realizes that he wants to win the favor of beauties, saying that he has a promising future is ten thousand times more effective than praising him for his beauty!

One has realized the way to please beauties, and for some reason, Meng Lang's behavior has been restrained; for harmony.

Feng Yuanjiu's facial features are as exquisite as a demon among celestial beings, and Deng Tuzi is free and unrestrained like the ruler of heaven and earth. They are all dazzling people who are even more eye-catching when they walk together.

Deng Tuzi shook the wine gourd that he had never left, raised his head and took a sip of the immortal wine, and asked Feng Yuanjiu, "Are you really not afraid that your enemy will frame you for colluding with the demon cultivator?"

Looking at all kinds of unfamiliar treasures on the stalls in Fangshi, Feng Yuanjiu was thinking about the sleeping little fox in his heart, and said casually after hearing the words: "First, they are not enemies. Second, don't scare me. Even if I have no common sense, I also know that Xuanmo is not incompatible."

Deng Tuzi laughed lowly, the sound was deep and deep, and went straight into Feng Yuanjiu's ears.

Feng Yuanjiu scratched his ear, pointed to the sword on the stall beside his feet, and asked Deng Tuzi, "Should you pay me a sword?"

The sword is three feet six inches long and one inch and eight inches wide. It is completely black, with only a golden tassel hanging from the tail of the sword.

Deng Tuzi glanced at the sword in Feng Yuanjiu's Nine Phases with his spiritual sense, he was a little speechless, he sent a voice transmission to Feng Yuanjiu to ask - what are you going to do with Fantie?

Feng Yuanjiu stroked the tortoise shell in his palm, and replied with a smile in his eyes - the secret of heaven must not be revealed.

Deng Tuzi didn't say yes or no, he picked up the sword among the nine phases of Fengyuan and weighed it, and gave the stall owner a low-grade spirit stone.

The stall owner was a ten-year-old girl who was very happy to receive the Lingshi, and hurriedly sold other items on her stall to Feng Yuanjiu.

Helplessly, those are all ordinary objects, which did not catch Feng Yuanjiu's eyes.

Feng Yuanjiu fiddled with the newly acquired sword, flicked the blade lightly with his fingers, and heard a clear buzz: "The sword is returned, when will the spiritual pet and straw mat pay me?"

Deng Tuzi couldn't help laughing, he was really in a happy mood, as if he had never been so happy in his life: "You are used to it."

Feng Yuanjiu put away his sword, squinted at that extremely bewildered face, and curled his lips.

Deng Tuzi smiled, and casually took out a handful of black clay from the Qiankun bag, kneaded it three times, and kneaded it into the shape of a one-eyed stone ape.

A green bead was stuffed into the eye socket of "Mud Ape", and it was burned with real fire.

One after another, the magic circle sank into the body of "Mud Ape".

In a moment, the one-eyed stone ape with the big fist stood in Dengtuzi's palm, lifelike.

The only fly in the ointment is that this one-eyed stone ape is black and shiny, like a monster drilled out of a magic eye.

Deng Tuzi imprinted his soul mark on the green bead, and casually stuffed the little black monkey into Feng Yuanjiu's hands: "Spiritual pet."

The corner of Feng Yuanjiu's mouth twitched, because of the rare bead, he still took the little black monkey.

Satisfied with Feng Yuanjiu's obedience, Deng Tuzi held Feng Yuanjiu's wrist and walked towards the southeast, and made a domineering decision: "The straw mat will not pay, I will take you to eat chicken."

Feng Yuanjiu struggled for a moment, but finally did not refute. After all, he is really, really greedy for chickens in fireworks.

The fireworks in the world are in the southeast corner of Wenxian Town. It is just a mortal restaurant. From a distance, you can see Taoist light falling in front of its door. It can be seen that its food is delicious and its business is booming.

With delicious food close at hand, Feng Yuanjiu curled his lips lightly, and was in the mood to speak again.

Seeing groups of monks being led into the restaurant by Xiaoer, Feng Yuanjiu made a pun: "Human nature is indeed the most difficult to figure out, no matter how high the realm is, it is difficult to abandon this human fireworks."

There was a touch of sarcasm in Deng Tuzi's words: "I can't cut off the mortal world, and I can't get rid of the greed for food, sex, and it's no wonder that no Taoist monk has successfully ascended for tens of thousands of years."

Feng Yuanjiu curled his lips: "The one who is ruthless and ruthless is the way of ruthlessness. Besides, how do you know that no one has really ascended for tens of thousands of years?"

Deng Tuzi sneered, and did not argue with Feng Yuanjiu. After all, the story of no one ascending is just hearsay. The earth soared to the upper bound.

So he just asked Feng Yuanjiu: "Are you cultivating the ruthless way or the sentient way?" This is indeed something he is more concerned about.

Feng Yuanjiu turned his head, met the other party's sharp eyes that were covered with a soft smile, and said truthfully: "I practice the way of longevity, and I ask about the way of heaven."

"Why?"

"Cultivating the way of ruthlessness, I can't give up family affection, give up the desire for food and drink, and can't be ruthless and selfless; I can't be compassionate to others when practicing the way of love. I'm just such a layman. It is still firm to have a heart towards the Tao, so I only ask my longevity to prove my Tao."

"Follow the heavens, don't stick to the vulgar, don't seduce others, Yin and Yang are the key points, and the four seasons are the disciplines, that's right." Deng Tuzi smiled, and his sincerity complemented his extraordinary handsomeness, "I will surely be able to prove the Dao."

Feng Yuanjiu knew that this was flattery, but he still enjoyed it in his heart, and humbly said: "Don't dare to compare with saints."

Deng Tuzi was quite arrogant: "A saint is also a human being. As long as the road to sanctification is not broken, you and I may not be able to become sanctified."

Feng Yuanjiu was surprised, but soon felt that it was appropriate.

Not to mention that Moxiu is a lawless person, but if you talk about this person alone, it is not difficult to see that it stems from the pride in his bones and his disdain for the world.

The chatting room has reached the gate of fireworks in the world, and they stopped their previous conversation when a little girl greeted them.

The little second brother who greeted them was not tall, about twenty, wearing a clean gray cotton robe.

I think it's because I see a lot of monks of various colors on weekdays, and there is no fear and fear of ordinary ordinary people seeing monks, but there is just the right respect.

When the second elder brother approached them, he lowered his eyebrows and asked pleasingly: "Do you need some food, the two elders?"

Deng Tuzi nodded his head in disbelief, at this time Fang showed the arrogant and ruthless attitude of a great monk.

Feng Yuanjiu, who was always cold, responded directly: "I heard that the chicken here is very good."

The little second brother relaxed a little, and immediately moved to Feng Yuanjiu's side, and said respectfully: "Xianchang Huiyan, the chickens in our store are steamed, boiled, fried, braised in soy sauce, fried in spicy sauce, Smoked, grilled, white chopped, all kinds of flavors are available, so you can eat comfortably.”

Feng Yuanjiu was a little curious: "You guys can really make a chicken into thousands of tricks?"

The second brother led Feng Yuanjiu and Deng Tuzi to the restaurant: "Don't dare to lie to the elder, a chicken in our shop can't make a thousand kinds of tricks, but can only make 998 kinds."

Wu Zang Temple, which had been neglected by Bigu Dan for several months, was a little anxious for a moment. Feng Yuanjiu looked at Deng Tuzi and said, "My mother made that moonlight straw mat for me before she left home."

After thinking about it, I emphasized again: "There is only one."

Deng Tuzi smiled, and said to the younger brother: "One chicken has one method, one for each method."

So proud!

Feng Yuanjiu was very satisfied.

Although the fireworks in the world sell ordinary food, the boss behind them is not an ordinary person. There are many monks in the restaurant, such as the scenery where flowers flow from boiling water, such as the dishes with unlimited space, such as the rootless fire under the pot.

Therefore, although Deng Tuzi arrogantly ordered 998 chickens, in the end there were only two pots, four dishes and four bowls on the table, but they were classified according to the method and taste. See a variety of chickens.

Feng Yuanjiu was satisfied after eating a book, but Deng Tuzi didn't move his chopsticks, he just took his wine gourd and drank the immortal wine slowly, watching the beauty gracefully use chopsticks to sweep away the wind.

At the corner of the table, the picked out chicken bones piled up into a hill.

Feng Yuanjiu slowed down the speed of eating chicken, and said: "I wish I could invite this cook back."

Deng Tuzi smiled casually and said with a casual smile: "There are rumors that the boss behind this place is the number one business alliance in the cultivation world——Lingbo Terrace. It's a mortal, I'm afraid you won't be able to offend him."

Feng Yuanjiu twitched her lips, staring down at the chicken.

When it was almost noon, Deng Tuzi made an account—a total of 750 Lingshi: "It's almost time."

Time is naturally the time to resolve the pull of the soul.

The method of pulling the soul and drawing such darkness needs to be solved with the help of the energy of the sun at noon, and Deng Tuzi directly took Feng Yuanjiu to the highest mountain nearby.

Swinging the halberd lightly leveled the top of the mountain.

Deng Tuzi pointed to the freshly baked platform, and said something that fit his identity: "Take it off."