Heavenly practice

Ning Feiyue was furious at what he said, turned around and dragged Hong Yue to the rouge gouache shop, Zhao Kongyuan followed behind.

Shen Zhuo watched them leave, and snorted pretending to be arrogant, and Long Xiang chuckled when he saw them.

"Since when did you fall in love with bullying little girls?"

"Who told her that I... like men."

"Is not it?"

"nonsense."

Long Xiang turned to look at him, "So you don't accept me?"

"Not entirely, but I can reject you so flatly because you're a man."

Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and looked at him pretending to be frivolous, "If you were a woman, I would hesitate and struggle for a while, and you might even fall in love for a long time, but you are a man... Tsk tsk, I really don't know Feel."

"Aren't you afraid of breaking my heart by saying that?"

"It couldn't be better."

"Why?"

"That way you can give up."

"Maybe I will hate you because of love."

"Others may, but you won't."

Long Xiang paused slightly, "You think you know me well?"

Shen Zhuo smiled, "I understand everyone."

"Then what would you do if one day someone you knew did something you didn't expect?"

"..."

Did not hear the answer, Long Xiang turned his head to look at the people beside him, and found that Shen Zhuo was in a daze.

"What did you think of?"

"Many, Hengyang City, your parents, the people of Zhentianmen, and you..."

Shen Zhuo smiled lightly, "In fact, everything is no longer what I understand."

Long Xiang's expression was slightly startled, he actually felt that the peace in the other party's eyes was filled with distressing helplessness and sadness.

"Shen Zhuo..."

"Ok?"

"I will stand in that position as soon as possible to realize your wish."

"what?"

Shen Zhuo was stunned, then smiled calmly, "Let it be, relying on you is better than relying on myself."

"..."

Long Xiang sighed, "You really spoil the scenery."

"I did it on purpose." Shen Zhuo replied lightly as he watched Xue Junmi walk out.

Long Xiang: "..."

Shen Zhuo didn't even look at him, walked towards Xue Junmi, and opened his mouth, "Fei Yue said you want to make a sachet for your sweetheart?"

Xue Junmi: "..."

Long Xiang raised his forehead, he felt that Shen Zhuo was extremely excited today.

"No." Xue Junmi replied.

Shen Zhuoxin said it was normal, and then began to sympathize with Xue Jianchi, "Don't be single until you die."

Xue Junmi: "..."

Long Xiang couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward and interjected, "Let's go forward, Feiyue and the others are far away."

So the three continued to walk forward, and many eyes cast their gazes on the way, making Shen Zhuo feel uncomfortable, after a while, he suddenly stopped, and said to the two, "Go first, I'm going to do some shopping. "

Xue Junmi opened his mouth to say something, but Shen Zhuo immediately rejected him, saying that he wanted to buy things alone, Xue Junmi was speechless, and even Long Xiang was rejected.

"Bye-Bye."

Shen Zhuo waved his hand smartly, there is no way, he really can't go shopping with the two big men, it makes Li angry.

Qingcheng is big after all, Shen Zhuo specially chose another old street full of rare treasures, and searched all the way there like he used to visit the antique market.

It didn't take long for him to find the grizzled mad Taoist in a corner.

Shen Zhuo walked over and squatted in front of him, the other party raised his head and glanced at him, then quickly lowered his head, as if he didn't see him.

"Hey, don't you know me now?"

Shen Zhuo shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart that he deserved to be Wu Jin, he would have known better not to leave Chunhu there.

Just as he was thinking about this, the people around him suddenly looked up in a certain direction, their cloudy green eyes almost glowing.

Shen Zhuo was curious in his heart, knowing that he had found a good treasure, so he followed him.

The two came to a stall on the side of the road. The stall was set up by a mortal who was refining Qi. When he suddenly saw the two running over, he thought it was a robbery. Although he had nothing to rob here, he was still afraid.

As a result, the two men ran over and squatted down like a pile. He was puzzled for a moment, what happened to this crazy Taoist and handsome young man?

"Two—"

"Shh!"

Shen Zhuo made a silent gesture to the man, not forgetting to put a smile on it, and the stall owner suddenly fell silent.

What the mad Taoist was staring at was a bronze vessel the size of an index finger. It looked like a whistle, but it was already rusted, and its original appearance could not be seen. There was aura, but it was very weak, so it could not be called a treasure.

But since this crazy Taoist is eyeing him, it must not be a mortal thing.

"It smells..."

The crazy Taoist moved his nose and sniffed lightly, then picked up the bronze whistle and looked at it carefully.

Seeing him asking the stall owner directly, Shen Zhuo said, "My friend has a weird personality, it's rare that your copper whistle can catch his eyes, what price do you offer?"

The stall owner was a mortal who refined Qi, and he didn't dare to open his mouth like a lion, for fear that these two would rob him directly, so he quoted a price of thirty low-grade spirit stones.

"it is good."

Shen Zhuo moved his fingers hidden under his sleeves lightly, and the spiritual energy from the world quietly melted into his fingertips, condensed into a palm-sized milky white spirit stone, and handed it to the stall owner.

The stall owner looked at the Lingshi in a daze but did not dare to accept it, "Young master... this, this is top grade..."

He didn't amplify his voice, for fear that the people around him might hear him.

"It's just above average, take it."

Shen Zhuo put it directly on the ground, and the stall owner immediately put it in his sleeve, and then he stopped setting up the stall and just rolled up the stall and left.

Shen Zhuo turned his head to look at someone, and found that the other person had gone a long way, so he had no choice but to follow up.

He followed the mad Taoist all the way to a temple in Qingcheng. The temple was dedicated to the dragon clan, probably to pray for good weather, but it was already covered with dust, the roof was leaking, and the mad Taoist disappeared after entering.

Shen Zhuo stood in the ruined temple and looked around, skipped over the mottled and fallen walls, and finally landed on the dragon statue.

He stepped forward and walked around behind the statue, there was no one but a pile of straw, but he was not surprised. He squatted down and looked at the pile of straw, and murmured, "The real treasure is not a spiritual thing, but a divine thing. All the gods and beasts can control the wind and move the clouds, and arouse the catastrophe, that god—"

There was a sudden flower in front of him, Shen Zhuo retreated fiercely, and the crazy Taoist appeared in front of him and rushed towards him.

"Fuck!"

Shen Zhuo kicked out subconsciously, directly kicking someone out, and the next moment there was a sharp pain from the kicked foot.

He said in his heart, it's over, the bone is broken.

And the mad Taoist who was kicked out by him over there also got up and ran to him, his eyes sparkling, "Where is the god? Where is the god? Where is the god..."

"To shut up!"

Shen Zhuo's face turned pale from the pain, and cold sweat broke out, but he still smiled and said, "Of course there are fetishes, as long as you can help me find a place."

"Where?"

"Shenxu."