Teacher's life is hard to violate

The explanation is not as good as seeing the reality with your own eyes. After walking through the area of ​​the Four Elephant Sect, Feng Shuyu directly led people to the destination.

Yinshi Bridge is the largest trading market, and there are mixed fish and dragons inside. It used to be a barren place, until one day when people pay attention to this place again, it is already a trading market with a small scale.

It didn't take long for Yinshiqiao to squeeze out the famous local trading market and become the largest black market in Xiazhou.

The so-called black market means that there is no law and order, and everything can be traded, even human beings are also sold. Up to now, Yinshiqiao has become an aboveboard black market, and everyone turns a blind eye. You must know what you can get in the black market There are too many things.

Mu Wei took Feng Shuyu's clothes and walked past the slave trading market. Among them, there were not a few people of Mu Wei's age, curled up in cages one by one.

Feng Shuyu suddenly said: "The slaves here are all the lowest."

Mu Wei was stunned, feeling very sad.

"It's because they are not strong enough." Feng Shuyu's eyes were still indifferent, and his tone was a little mocking.

"...If you are strong enough, can you do anything?"

"As long as you are strong enough, you can do whatever you want." Feng Shuyu replied casually.

Mu Wei pursed her lips and remained silent.

Feng Shuyu knew that a child would not dare to take revenge even if he had the ability, because he only had weakness in his heart, and no matter how strong his body was, it would be futile not to dare to use it.

Thinking that the future will be long, Feng Shuyu simply sneered, but did not get angry.

A sallow and emaciated woman lay numb in a cage, she didn't show any expression in the face of other people's pointing fingers. They were all low-level slaves, not good enough in appearance and nothing special, and they were bought back as handymen.

Mu Wei looked sideways at the woman until she disappeared from his sight.

"Come and buy it, come and see it, real man, take a look, this is a mid-grade talisman that is rare to see in a hundred years."

"Look here, this is a magic weapon with great aura, it can fly at low altitude, it only needs thirty low-grade spirit stones."

The bazaar was too complicated, and it frightened Mu Wei into a fool. He had never seen so many people so close to him.

Feng Shuyu stood in the market, even though he was indifferent, he couldn't help feeling that this Yinshi Bridge was really the same, selling things blindly and asking for money casually.

Where did the child come to the Yinshi Bridge, and his eyes were envious when he heard that a flying magic weapon cost only thirty low-grade spirit stones.

Before she could put away her envious eyes, she was slapped on the head, and Mu Wei covered her head and looked at Master pitifully.

"All the good things in Yinshiqiao are in the auction venue. The ones here are either fake or not worth the price at all."

"...I remember it."

As soon as Feng Shuyu finished speaking, he stopped at one of the stalls within a few steps, causing Mu Wei's curious eyes.

"My fellow daoist, how do you sell this elixir?"

Seeing the business coming, the elixir seller immediately cheered up: "This fellow Taoist has a good eye. To tell you the truth, I am the only one out there that is real."

Feng Shuyu didn't want to talk to him at all, so he said coldly, "Talk about the price."

Choked by the other party's coldness, he said a number casually, but he didn't expect this person with strange hair color to actually buy it.

Feng Shuyu went to many places in the outfield and bought some genuine but low-grade herbs.

Although Mu Wei was curious, seeing that Master didn't want to speak at all, he could only swallow the words in his stomach.

"Come here." Feng Shuyu hooked his fingers, and there seemed to be murderous intent in his eyes, Mu Wei didn't dare to delay this time.

When Mu Wei stood behind Feng Shuyu and smelled the fragrance of the master's clothes, he realized that the master's killing intent was not directed at him.

Feng Shuyu stood where he was, even his fingernails were trembling. No matter how prepared he was, he was not as shocked as he was when he saw the people from the Qingxu Sect.

That was the sect he devoted all he had to protect, and it was also the beginning of pulling him into hell.

The disciples of the Qingxu Sect always dress gorgeously, and the more noble the people, the more complicated their clothes are. The light fabrics do not hinder people's mobility, but add a bit of etherealness to the complexity.

The people surrounded by a group of disciples were wearing white clothes with cranes embroidered vividly. Around their waists was a belt inlaid with gold-edged runes, and a drop of emerald green fat was hanging from the side of their waists.

The visitor also looked indifferent, but he didn't have the sharp killing intent of Feng Shuyu, he was elegant and refined, but he still had the remnant nobleness of Longwei.

Feng Shuyu could tell at a glance that this person was a descendant of a prince or noble.

Because of Feng Shuyu's special gray hair, Jun Wen paused for a moment and met the other's eyes, feeling that there seemed to be evil spirit flowing inside.

I thought that two people who were equally indifferent standing together would have some similarities, but those who thought this way felt that they were completely wrong.

Although the gray-haired man was not as good-looking as the other party, normal people would not dare to raise their heads under his majesty. On the contrary, in comparison, the black-haired man had a sense of weakness.

Mu Wei rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was too afraid of Master and misread it.

magic repair?Jun asked with some doubts in his heart.

The other party was wearing a thin black dress, the neckline was torn apart casually, revealing the edges of the white lining and a tight and smooth chest. There was a blood-red braid around the waist, which looked a bit like a demon.

Cultivators have always been a bit of a fairy, and it is rare to wear such clothes. Coupled with the bloody aura on the opponent's body, Jun Wen frowned slightly and secretly guarded.

"Brother Jun Wen, these two seem to be from the Four Elephant Sect." Seeing Jun Wen's interest, the disciple who followed him whispered.

Four Elephant Sect.Jun Wen immediately remembered that the Four Elephants Sect was a powerful sect attached to the Qingxu Sect.

The person who spoke just now pointed to Feng Shuyu's hair and Mu Wei's clothes: "That child is wearing the clothes of an inner disciple of the Four Elephants Sect, and that gray-haired man seems to be the Tianling who was fought by the various sects back then. body."

Speaking of the body of the heavenly spirit, Jun Wen has never seen this person when he was young, but he has heard of it.

After the birth of the Heavenly Spirit Body, there was constant scrambling among various sects. Later, when they found out that this person was naturally dull, he stopped thinking.

Since the other party is not a demon cultivator but his own affiliated sect, Jun Wen's expression softened a bit, looking at the medicinal herb in Feng Shuyu's hand that had not yet been put away in the future, he said: "I offended you just now, I would like to ask, fellow daoist is going to make a washing machine?" Marrow medicine bath?"

The disciples who followed Jun Wen were a little surprised. When will their senior brother ask others questions in a friendly manner, and usually talk to people without even looking at them.

"Since I know that I'm taking the liberty to ask more questions." Feng Shuyu has never had a good face towards people from the Qingxu Sect.

Being choked by someone for the first time, Jun Wen was slightly silent, wondering if he was too presumptuous just now, he just hadn't seen such a strange hair color before, so he just took a second look, which is really not in line with the style of a gentleman.

He has never been interested in anything since he was a child, so he did things that did not conform to his image for a while.

"...Sorry." Jun Wen held back for a long time, only these two words came out.

Island, Xi, regiment, team, independence, home.The others didn't know what their superior senior brother was thinking, and thought that the two had offended their senior brother, so they immediately cursed.

"Do you know who we are, this is Senior Brother Jun Wen, the eldest disciple of Qingxu Sect, a rare alchemy genius, but a small Four Elephant Sect, don't be too arrogant, the point of understanding, hurry up and apologize to Senior Brother Jun Wen !"

The sound was so loud that the whole street could be heard, Mu Wei hid behind Feng Shuyu in fright, and then stood in front of Feng Shuyu holding her arms.

Feng Shuyu hated his apprentice's cowardly behavior, he was merciless in grabbing the opponent's wrist, and he didn't care about Mu Wei's expression that he wanted to cry but didn't dare.

I don't know if it was because the disciples from the same school were too loud, or because he had never seen such an education for his disciples, Jun Wen lowered his eyes halfway, and only raised them after a while, looking unfathomable.

"Back off." Jun Wen gave the disciple in front of him a cold look, and the person who had shouted just now quickly rolled back, with sweat on his forehead, as if he knew that he was flattering him in the wrong place.

How could a noble person like Senior Brother Jun Wen get angry because of one or two words.

Feng Shuyu had already adjusted his emotions during this period. He hated the Qingxu Sect only because those who persecuted him at that time were his closest people, but he didn't see one and hated the other, it was too much of a waste of energy.

This Jun Wen hadn't been accepted as a disciple by the Qingxu Sect in his time, and he was too lazy to spend more time.

"Let's go." Feng Shuyu let go of Mu Wei's wrist, and Mu Wei followed carefully after touching his swollen wrist.

As for Jun Wen, who was angered by him, Feng Shuyu couldn't feel a trace of guilt. When he chose to become a demon, his conscience was also eroded by the demon energy.

As much as he has paid for cultivating immortals, he has been so deep in cultivating demons.

Looking at the big and small figures in front of him, Jun Wen flicked his fingers, "This is for you."

Feng Shuyu turned sideways, and quickly grabbed a small pill with two fingers, impartially, neatly, and the blood-red braid around his waist swayed smoothly, like fresh blood flowing.

What is held between the fingers is a medium-grade pill of washing marrow, and there are only three pills of this pill in the Four Elephant School.

"Thank you." Feng Shuyu nodded slightly, her gray eyes did not fluctuate.

The disciple of the Qingxu Sect saw the senior brother so casually sent out a medium-grade marrow washing pill, his mouth could swallow a duck egg: "Brother, senior brother, you can't do this well."

"Don't call me senior brother." Jun Wen said seriously: "Although I am a member of the Qingxu Sect, I am only a guest."

"But, but."

"I don't think I have the qualifications to be the master of the elixirs I have practiced."

The disciples who followed shut up immediately, don't offend an alchemist if you offend anyone, besides, senior brother Jun Wen is also loved by the master.

As for the phrase "I'm just a guest", everyone chose to forget, whoever asked the acting head to cherish his talents, said he was a guest, and recorded him in the list of disciples.

Regarding this matter, although Jun Wen felt uncomfortable, it was impossible for him to make a big reaction with his personality, so he put his mind on alchemy soon, and over time it became the current situation.

Hearing the word "thank you" from the other party, Jun Wen's heart moved slightly, he did not lose the marrow washing pill, and sure enough, this person was as cruel as he perceived, to the point of bluntness.

Not only kind people are pure, some people may be easier to perceive and get along with, he just wants to make alchemy quietly, he doesn't want to be entangled with people all day long, and talk about honey and swords.