Spirit Planter

Chiyang City.

"Crack-"

A spirit sword broke in two, fell to the ground with a bang, and broke again.

"You can't do this spirit sword. You can't resist the attacks of the foundation building stage. Are you here to be funny?"

"That's right, your spirit weapon is too bad, it was broken so easily, who dares to use it against the enemy!"

"The spirit weapon was so good before, how did it become like this now?"

"Don't sell it in the future, it won't be sold anyway."

The onlookers were chattering away, without paying any attention to the pale man in black in front of the stall.

Cen Ande came over and said contemptuously: "Zhu Xinjiang, you are a waste now, you were so high-spirited before, why are you like this now?"

Zhu Xinjiang ignored Cen Ande and went to pick up the fallen spirit sword on his own, but as soon as his fingers touched the spirit sword, Cen Ande stepped on it.

Zhu Xinjiang became a little irritable, "Are you so interesting?"

"Of course it's interesting." Cen Ande reached out and poked Zhu Xinjiang's shoulder, very arrogantly, "Isn't it uncomfortable to be a waste? Think about how you treated us before? Greeting you face to face, you didn't even look at us , Now I also feel the feeling of ants?"

Zhu Xinjiang just looked at Cen Ande without saying a word, heaven has turned into hell, he realized it.

"Why don't you talk? Do you still disdain to talk to us ants?"

Zhu Xinjiang pursed his lips. If he had changed his previous temper, he would really disdain to talk to such a person, and if he dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, he would have been crippled long ago!

Cen Ande stepped up and sprinkled salt on Zhu Xinjiang's wound, "Zhu Xinjiang, don't put on airs, look at what you have become now?"

Zhu Xinjiang opened his mouth to say something...

At this time, a man in white clothes Shengxue walked in from the crowd. With a move of his cultivation base, the aura of golden core spread out, shaking away all the people around him, and then helped Zhu Xinjiang up.

The people who were shaken away wanted to curse at him, but when they saw Lan Xuanxi, they couldn't curse at all, and they didn't even dare to look directly at him.

Seeing Lan Xuanxi, Zhu Xinjiang was startled, "Why are you here?"

"I have something to ask you." Lan Xuanxi looked around, there was a small stall selling spirit weapons, he secretly wondered, why is his friend so downcast?

Zhu Xinjiang was very happy to see his friends, "Although you say it, you will not refuse if you can help."

Cen Ande couldn't help but said: "Senior, Zhu Xinjiang has become a waste, what can you do for him?"

Lan Xuanxi's eyes darkened, "Let's all leave within three breaths, otherwise..."

No one dared to disobey the words of a Jindan cultivator. Before he finished speaking, the crowd scattered like birds and beasts, and there was no one left immediately.

Zhu Xinjiang looked at this scene, faintly envious, if he didn't have any problems, he would probably have reached the golden elixir stage.

Seeing people leave, Lan Xuanxi asked, "What happened?"

Zhu Xinjiang sighed, his face darkened, "I failed in promotion, and my cultivation level fell to the early stage of foundation establishment."

Sanwei's eyes immediately showed sympathy. The failure of promotion and the fall of the realm meant that it would be difficult to cultivate in this life, and the genius turned into a waste.

Lan Xuanxi felt sensitive when she thought of Feng Yunzhang being plotted against, "Is someone plotting against you, or..."

Zhu Xinjiang looked sleepy, shook his head slowly, and said helplessly: "No one is counting on me, it's just a natural promotion failure, let's not talk about me, let's talk about you, what did you want me to do just now?"

When Lan Xuanxi saw his friend like this, it was not easy to ask him to help, but when he came, he still said: "Let you help to see if there is a person in a space artifact."

Zhu Xinjiang cheered up, and simply agreed, "Yes, wait a moment, I will close the stall."

Lan Xuanxi nodded, "Okay."

After closing the stall, Zhu Xinjiang took Lan Xuanxi and Sanwei home.

Zhu Xinjiang returned to Zhu’s house, but he entered through the side door, the most remote courtyard where he lived, the spiritual plants were withered and yellow, and the yellow leaves that fell on the ground were gently blown away by the wind, looking a bit bleak and desolate.

Zhu Xinjiang said embarrassedly: "Xuanxi, don't be disgusted, the current me..."

Lan Xuanxi didn't care about these things, but her friend was really down and out, "It's okay, we don't talk about these things."

Zhu Xinjiang brought Lan Xuanxi into the hall, "Sit down."

Lan Xuanxi sat down on a chair casually, took out the red meteor gourd and handed it to Zhu Xinjiang, "Xinjiang, this is it, take a look."

Zhu Xinjiang took the red meteor gourd in his hand, and immediately pinched a few tricks on the gourd.

The gourd flashed red for a while, and then a wisp of red mist flew out of the gourd, revealing a violent figure.

Seeing this scene, Lan Xuanxi stood up excitedly, "Yunzhang..."

It was just a phantom, Feng Yunzhang couldn't hear it at all.

Lan Xuanxi lost her composure, and asked eagerly: "Xinjiang, can you rescue the people from Hulu?"

Zhu Xinjiang said apologetically: "It could have been done, but I can't do it now, but you can kill the owner of the gourd directly."

Lan Xuanxi thought about the possibility...

Sanwei suddenly wrote a line in mid-air, "No, the other party has placed a restriction in the gourd. If he dies, the gourd will explode."

It has studied the restriction of the gourd, otherwise it has been untied.

However, if the imprint of the owner of the gourd can be directly erased, people can be rescued directly regardless of the restriction.

In an instant, I fell into a dilemma...

Feng Yunzhang, who was in the gourd, sat blankly among the rocks and had given up struggling.

This shouldn't be Sanwei's prank, Sanwei won't make herself feel so uncomfortable.

After thinking about it randomly, he should have been kidnapped.

Just who would kidnap him?

"Xuanxi!"

"Three tails!"

"Where are you? I need your help now, do you know that I was kidnapped?"

Feng Yunzhang shouted with all his strength, and then the strange sound waves were bounced back, all attacking him.

This time he was more experienced, so he quickly circulated his spiritual power to form a defense around his body, so he didn't hurt him this time, it just formed bursts of impact, echoing continuously, and it took a long time to calm down.

Lan Xuanxi asked Sanwei, "Is there any way to restore Xin Jiang's cultivation?"

"Yes." Sanwei's tone was very affirmative, "Take the spirit pill."

Lan Xuanxi, "..."

I wish Xinjiang to actively think of a way, and after thinking about it, "Well, I will ask the elders of our family to help you."

Sanwei asked: "Will they be willing?"

Zhu Xinjiang hesitated and said: "Should be selling Xuan Xi's face, after all Xuan Xi is the young city lord of Xilan City."

Lan Xuanxi said: "Then you go and try, we will wait for you here."

Zhu Xinjiang got up and walked out, "You wait for me here, and I will come back to tell you as soon as I have news."

Lan Xuanxi gratefully said: "It's troublesome."

"You're welcome." Zhu Xinjiang waved his hand and walked towards the main house.

Sanwei was worried, stretched his neck to look outside and said, "Xuanxi, I'll follow and have a look, you wait here for me."

"Okay." Lan Xuanxi looked at Feng Yunzhang in the red light. It was obviously only two days since he hadn't seen him, but it felt like it had been a long time.

Sanwei disappeared, flew up to the roof, followed Zhu Xinjiang, and went to the main house together.

Zhu Xingyang came from the other end of the corridor, his voice was piercing, "Hey, the young master Zhu is here, a rare visitor?"

Hearing this, Zhu Xinjiang immediately became expressionless, he didn't want to pay attention to Zhu Xingyang, staggered his body, and continued to move forward.

Zhu Xingyang did not intend to let Zhu Xinjiang go, he reached out to stop Zhu Xinjiang, "Isn't the young master now, or is he so defiant?"

Zhu Xinjiang scolded in a low voice, "Get out of the way!"

Zhu Xingyang is not afraid of Zhu Xinjiang now, "No, how are you?"

Once in a family refining competition, Zhu Xingyang was crushed by Zhu Xinjiang everywhere. At that time, he was dissatisfied with Zhu Xinjiang.

It's just that at that time, Zhu Xinjiang was the head of the young family, with a high level of cultivation and the support of his elders. He didn't dare to say anything. Now that Zhu Xinjiang has fallen from the clouds, he can be considered to have found a chance to regain his position.

Zhu Xinjiang glanced at Zhu Xingyang indifferently, "My cultivation level has dropped, but that doesn't mean I can be bullied."

"Hehe, how about..." Before Zhu Xingyang finished speaking, a red light flew over and sent him flying.

Zhu Xingyang was so angry, "Zhu Xinjiang, you are shameless, you sneak attack!"

Zhu Xinjiang looked back, and then continued to walk forward, ignoring the fleas that ran out from time to time.

Seeing that Zhu Xinjiang ignored him, Zhu Xingyang clenched his fists in hatred, and secretly vowed that he must take revenge on Zhu Xinjiang!

Zhu Xinjiang came to the courtyard where the Patriarch lived, and saluted, "Patriarch, Xinjiang has something to see."

The servant came out of the house, "The head of the family has gone to retreat, please go back, Young Master Xinjiang."

Zhu Xinjiang straightened his body, looked at the servant, "Where are the other elders in the family?"

There was contempt in the boy's eyes, "They are not free."

Zhu Xinjiang clenched his fists tightly. Even though he had fallen to the bottom for a long time, he still couldn't adapt to the current downfall, which was too uncomfortable.

Helpless, he could only turn around and leave sadly.

The servant snorted coldly, "You still think of yourself as the young master? If you want to see the Patriarch, you will see the Patriarch? Hehe!"

Zhu Xinjiang went to the courtyard of the Great Elder, but this time he couldn't even enter the courtyard.

The same is true for the second elder and the third elder.

It has always been easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to give charcoal in the snow.

At this time, an old man stood in the corner and waved to Zhu Xinjiang, "Xinjiang, come here."

When Zhu Xinjiang saw the old man, the gloomy look on his face immediately dissipated, "Uncle Ba."

Uncle Zhu looks like a bamboo pole, and the clothes on his body are empty, and he seems to be able to blow away when the wind blows. He has always loved Zhu Xinjiang very much, but he went on a trip during this period. When he came back just now, he happened to meet To Zhu Xinjiang.

"Xinjiang, why are you so sad?"

Zhu Xinjiang didn't even know how to explain to Bashu Zhu, so he went straight to the point, "Uncle Ba, are you free now?"

Uncle Zhu Ba happily asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Xinjiang said vaguely, "I want you to help me with something."

Zhu Bashu said bluntly: "Tell me, if Bashu can help, I will definitely help you."

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