Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(23)

Kongqu has lived for tens of thousands of years and is born a peacock.It's hard to say what kind of poultry they are, but their eloquence is better than the other.He considers the ability of yin and yang to be the second, and no one in the world dares to recognize it as the first.

Partnering with Ji Qianshan can be described as a strong alliance, so angry that the real man blew his beard and stared, and said repeatedly: "It's unreasonable, it's really unreasonable, there is no tutor!"

"Hey, you said that your apprentice has no tutor." Kong Qu was possessed no matter what he said, and his ferocious nature was almost teased out. At this time, watching the excitement is not a big deal, and he wished he could bring the world over. when.

"Oh." Fang Yanchu answered slowly, and slowly took out a bag of candies from his cuff, "Eat one."

After picking and picking from the colorful candies, Kong Qu finally picked out a red one and stuffed it into his mouth. After smashing it a few times, his face gradually calmed down: "Your Qingxin candies in Lingyun Palace are getting more and more refined, and they are better than those on the market. The sweets sold at the store are delicious."

Fang Yanchu took back the bag of candy, pinched the package and counted in his heart: "Really? The Qingxin candy from Lingyun Temple hasn't been made yet, it's bought by Qianshan."

"It's a big bag for ten yuan." Ji Qianshan looked at Fang Yanchu counting the candies one by one with a smile on his face, and turned his head to compare the big bag with Kong Qu, "It's cheap and delicious, wait for us to go back Shall I send you the link?"

"You bought it?" The more Kong Qu licked it, the less it tasted. Even the first taste changed, from sweet but not greasy to a kind of sticky greasy, "It's a bit sticky."

"Then you don't want to eat any more." Fang Yanchu's complexion changed suddenly, and he stuffed the remaining candies into his pocket, not giving any to Kong Qu, "You don't want to use Qingxin candies from Lingyun Palace again. have eaten."

This sentence can be regarded as poking at Kong Qu's sore feet, and he hurriedly stopped him: "Don't! What will I do if I really become a big devil in the future?"

The Qingxin Candy in Lingyun Palace is also a well-known specialty in the monastic world. It cures the evil energy into the body, and one piece will be effective.

This thing is not candy at first, but the spirit of a saint under the protection of Fang Yanchu. It was originally Fang Yanchu who shot it himself to achieve the effect, but later, there was a very business-minded head of Lingyun Temple, who personally developed a candy-shaped saint. Breath, since then, healing magic energy into the body has entered the industrial age from the handicraft era.

This is like the difference between heart surgery and Suxiao Jiuxin Pills. Although Qingxin Tang treats the symptoms but not the root cause, the emergency effect is outstanding.There was a period of time when the evil way was raging, and basically everyone in the monastic world had a bottle of heart-cleaning candy.

Lingyun Temple also gained a huge amount of funds from the sales of Qingxin Candy, and bought land and resources on a large scale, so that the strength of the sect, which was already far ahead, rose rapidly like a rocket.

"It's okay." Fang Yanchu smiled slightly, "The business of eliminating demons in Lingyun Palace is also doing well."

Ordinary devils seeing the disciples of Lingyun Palace are basically like mice seeing cats. The problem is not their strength, but the problem is that there is a problem in the world of cultivation——

The young ones came and the old ones came.

This problem basically exists in all monastic sects, but Lingyun Temple is particularly prominent.According to many victims, they just poked the disciples of Lingyun Palace once, and they were wiped out by the people who arrived later.

It's okay if it's just like this, the biggest problem is that there is a sage of heaven in Lingyun Temple, if they are provoked one by one, what if one day they are unlucky and the sage of heaven is brought out?

According to Kong Qu's status, he is naturally not afraid of ordinary disciples of Lingyun Palace, but there is a big backer of Lingyun Palace standing in front of him.

This big backer is still a sage of heaven, and even Kong Qu is not sure how much humanity this sage still has.Don't look at Fang Yanchu's ability to protect himself now, it's because he can suppress his demonic nature, if one day his demonic nature becomes violent, Kong Qu also believes that this saint can cut himself off with a single stroke of his hand.

"Forget it, you can save this service for others." Kong Qu rubbed his hands, "Let's find something first, do you think there is anything worth visiting here?"

Fang Yanchu directly pointed in a direction, pointing to the place with the most people, "Southwest."

"Why? Do you feel aura?"

"No," Fang Yanchu took out a candy from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth and said slowly, "Because there are many people there."

"Pfft," at this point, the real man finally had a place to interject, "little people are small people, and they only know to gather in crowded places, but they don't know that the best stones are all in the new stone field in the northwest, this one in the southwest. The place is just to bluff newcomers."

Just now Fang Yanchu talked so much with Kong Qu, it can be said that he has uncovered a corner of the upper level of the Taoism world for him to see.It's a pity that this well-behaved real person was deaf and dazzled, so he couldn't hear the danger from their words.

Xiu Dao doesn't know Lingyun Palace, so why would such a person care about him.

Kong Qu followed Fang Yanchu without turning his head, and threw Jiji Daoist on the spot, and while chasing after him, he asked, "Can you really find the essence of the East China Sea in a place that doesn't even have aura?"

"Not necessarily." Fang Yanchu shook his head with candy in his mouth.

It has been tens of thousands of years since I saw the spirit of the East China Sea last time, and Fang Yanchu is not sure whether the spirit of the East China Sea has had any adventures in these 1 years.In case of cultivating a kung fu technique that can shield aura, even if Kong Qu is a natural spiritual creature possessed by demons, it will be of no use.

Still have to rely on eyesight.

Fang Yanchu has good eyesight, at least better than Kong Qu.

It was only when Fang Yanchu actually walked to the quarry that he realized how Kong Qu had spent the 300 million yuan.He didn't even choose stones when he bought them, he just left after choosing them, just like those rich women who go shopping in the mall.

"This, this, this..." Kong Qu pointed out a dozen or so stones, scratched a pile, then pointed to this pile and said, "I don't want these, I want the rest, let your Master help me untie the stone."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at the process of relieving stones, he left behind and went to Fang Yanchu's side to join in the fun: "Is there anyone you can take a fancy to?"

Fang Yanchu probably knew what it was like to bet on stones, that is, to select rough jade stones and analyze them on the spot, and then see whether he would win or lose based on the price of the jade that was solved.These rough jade stones are almost all low-quality products, just like the real person Jiji said, the real good ones are all in the northwest corner.

But even those good ones in the northwest corner, the aura inside is like a mosquito's leg, and in Fang Yanchu's eyes, it doesn't look the same. Instead of spending effort to find that piece of jade, it's better to leave your fate to luck. Draw a prize.

"That's it." Fang Yanchu said casually, pointing at the crooked melon in front of him.

Kong Qu spent 300 million yuan, carefully selected and did not learn, but he learned a lot of the ways of many veteran stone gamblers.He pinched his chin and turned around the stone Fang Yanchu had chosen, and said very experiencedly: "This one doesn't look like it can be shipped."

"Just cut this.——Qian Shan carried it over."

The stone he chose was not big, with a diameter of more than ten centimeters, it would definitely be able to be moved by ordinary people, let alone ascetics.

Ji Qianshan squatted in front of the stone and looked at it curiously, poked the stone with his finger, rolled his eyes, started to hold his hands together, and said a scream as straight as if he was reading a text: "Oh, I was hit by the stone." Bite."

Just behind him, a guest who had picked out a stone walked past. As he walked, the guest fixed his eyes on Ji Qianshan and looked back, obviously saying in his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Fang Yanchu stood two steps away and watched his performance, and cooperated with his performance, he said, "Come here and let me see my hands."

"Oh." Ji Qianshan stepped out, stepped on the stone that bit his hand, and stretched out his hand to catch Fang Yanchu's hand.

The accident happened in an instant. The moment Ji Qianshan stretched out his right hand and touched Fang Yanchu, his eyes suddenly blurred, and when he came back to his senses, Fang Yanchu was no longer in front of him.

He touched the cold mirror.

Thousands, no, maybe more mirrors stood in front of him, filling the huge space beside him.There are also mirrors under his feet, as well as above his head, and the mirrors around him are constantly interlaced.

His figure was reflected in the mirror, and after hundreds of thousands of reflections, countless himself appeared in this space.

It is even difficult for Ji Qianshan to distinguish which one is his real body and which one is the virtual image reflected in the mirror from so many selves.

Ordinary people should have panicked when they saw this change, but Ji Qianshan didn't change his face, he touched the mirror beside him, and walked straight in the direction of his right hand.His figure kept appearing and disappearing at the corner of the road, and his right foot was raised and lowered.

This feeling that everyone is synchronized with oneself can be frightening, as if one is drowned in a vast sea of ​​people, slowly getting lost until one can no longer find oneself.

"Don't go, the front is empty." A voice sounded, Ji Qianshan stopped and looked back.

Behind him is a huge mirror, this mirror almost reaches the sky, even if you look up, you can't see the end.There is a small portrait in the middle of the mirror, Ji Qianshan knows without looking, that figure has a face exactly like his own.

"What's the matter? Why don't you look at me? Do you also think that you were ugly a thousand years ago?"

The person in the mirror was covered in blood, and the blood turned into darkness fell drop by drop from his hair onto his shoulders.He didn't have a complete piece of skin all over his body, leaning against the mirror and covering his chest with a bleak smile: "How many times have we met?"

"210 and eight times." Ji Qianshan replied without thinking.

"It seems to be going well this time?"

"There are no mistakes so far." Ji Qianshan replied, "It would be great if it can go on smoothly."

"Why did he die last time? Heavenly Tribulation?"

"Yes," Ji Qianshan closed his eyes, his expression full of pain, as if he was forced to recall some scenes he didn't want to see, "The merging of heaven and earth sages will inevitably trigger a catastrophe, and there will be no bones left under the catastrophe."