The dog path is immortal, it is not too late to practice immortality from a hundred years old

"Fellow Daoist, why have I been here several times, and there is no demon beast meat to sell in this market?"

"Seniors want to buy demon beast meat?

Zhang Chongyang heard what the stall owner said, and hurriedly asked: "How do you say this?" "

Don't hide it from your predecessors, monster meat is a scarce substance in winter. Because in the cold winter, ordinary hunters dare not go out of the city, some powerful hunting groups beat the demon beasts back, and the big head was divided by those family masters in the east of the city, and the small head entered the Fang City, which was also sent to Goolan. "

That is, some demon beast meat with a bad taste will be distributed to our butcher shop to sell.

Speaking of this, the stall owner glanced at Zhang Chongyang and asked with a smile:

"Seniors just came to Pingfu Town

, right?" "Hehe, yes, that's right, I just came." Zhang Chongyang smiled, he really didn't lie, he really just came here more than seven months ago, coming from the earth, the stall owner must not know where the earth is, right?"

The stall owner didn't hide it:

"If you want a lot of seniors, you can go and inquire about which hunting group is going out of the city recently, and see if you can pre-order with them in advance."

"If you don't buy much...... stall owner's

words stopped here, but Zhang Chongyang also guessed what he meant later.

If you just buy less, don't be bored, people won't necessarily care about you.

Zhang Chongyang bought ten catties of wild boar, thanked him and left the butcher shop.

He thought about the suggestion provided by the stall owner in his heart, pondered it, and rejected it.

There are three reasons for this.

First, grabbing meat with big families to eat, the risk index is relatively high.

Second, he is weak and weak, and he is easy to be slaughtered as a fat sheep by the people of the hunting group.

Three, he knows a lone ranger.

That's right, the lone ranger Zhang Chongyang is talking about is Xiao Sanniang.

To this day, he still remembers the scene of Xiao Sanniang walking through the Fang City with a brown bear on his shoulders that exudes terrible coercion even if he is dead.

'It seems that I have to go back to Cypress Hutong again...... ' Zhang Chongyang thought to himself.

In fact, he was reluctant to deal with Xiao Sanniang, because this woman gave him a mysterious feeling.

It's as if she has some secret hidden in her.

For this kind of person, unless necessary, Zhang Chongyang's attitude towards them is often respectful.

Like this time, when it came to his cultivation resources, he also had to make a decision that was contrary to his attitude.

Passing by the place where the jade talisman was lost last time, Zhang Chongyang found that the jade talisman was gone, and he didn't know if he was found and picked it up, or Changchun Gate sensed the location of the jade talisman and came to take it away.

On this matter, with his caution, he prefers to believe that it is the latter.

Just now, he bought ten catties of wild boar and spent a low-grade spirit stone, and then, he walked into the robe shop, spent five spirit stones to buy a robe that was dust-avoiding, waterproof, warm in winter and cool in summer

, and there were still ten spirit stones left, he bought two hundred pieces of rune paper and five qi and blood pills, and then left the market.

For the next week, Zhang Chongyang did not practice swordsmanship or tai chi, nor did he go to Cypress Hutong.

The cultivation time is mainly allocated to meditation and talisman making.

Bang~

In the talisman room, Zhang Chongyang looked at the talisman paper that burned again due to failure, and was so angry that he wanted to kick the desk in front of him.

These days, because he has more time to make talismans, he spends two hours more every day learning intermediate talismans.

Who knows, failure after failure.

He was now a little skeptical that something was wrong with the notebook.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be that the colleague didn't leave a note and experience on how to refine an intermediate talisman, so he couldn't enter the door, right?'

Zhang Chongyang walked out of the room rather depressed, he also realized that he was a little impetuous, thought about it, and used a meditation talisman on himself.

After calming down, Zhang Chongyang began to reflect, in the past two days, his temper seems to have become much worse.

Could it be that he was affected by

the evil qi of the Evil Sword?' No, it's only been a few days, if the evil qi of the Evil Sword is so powerful, Ma Sanye has always carried it on his body, hasn't he become a sword slave long ago?'

Thinking about it, Zhang Chongyang felt that the real reason was that he was too idle these days.

People are busy with everything, and if they can have a moment of rest, they will also cherish it.

But if you are idle for a long time, you will be bored, tired, and want to find something to do.

Zhang Chongyang had been tense for seven months before, but these days he suddenly relaxed.

It's okay for a day or two, it's okay for three or four days, but after seven or eight days, I start to panic and my heart is messed up.

'It seems that I am really a hard worker~' Zhang Chongyang laughed at himself after thinking clearly about the cause and effect.

Immediately, he pulled back his collar and looked down to examine the wound on his chest.

It was scabbed three days ago, and now the blood scab has fallen off, and the exposed wound has not only healed, but also the scar is very shallow, and it is estimated that in two more days, it will not be obvious that he has been hit by a sword in the chest.

Such a terrifying self-healing ability would have been a medical miracle if it had been placed in a previous life.

In this weird world of Xianxia, well, it shouldn't be able to make any waves.

It is estimated that only miracles such as the rebirth of severed limbs and the resurrection of blood can satisfy people's curiosity.

Zhang Chongyang couldn't wait to stand up and play Tai Chi twice.

When he was about to hit it a third time, his internal organs developed a burning sensation like a knife and an axe, and he had to stop halfway.

It was not the first time he had experienced this burning sensation, and he knew that it was not his cultivation that had gone wrong, but the mysterious factor that was refining his internal organs.

Because the internal organs are more fragile than the membrane, once they can't withstand the tempering of the mysterious factor, this burning sensation will become extremely strong.

The so-called mystery factor refers to a special energy secreted by the human body when refining the body and refining itself.

When it works, it needs a huge amount of heat to convert into its kinetic energy.

Once the calorie reserves in the body are insufficient, the qi and blood of the warrior will be consumed.

This is the main reason why most body refining martial artists don't live long.

Because when they are young, their qi and blood are vigorous, and in order to become stronger, they don't care about consuming

qi and blood; when they enter middle and old age, their qi and blood do not increase but decrease, and the willfulness of the early years will become their life-threatening talisman.

By this time, it was too late.

In comparison, the mystery factor is not too exaggerated when it is not working, but it is only to meet the calories required by metabolism.

When Zhang Chongyang took over his body, he was almost exhausted, if you estimate the value of qi and blood, ordinary people are 10, then he should be between 0 and 1 at that time.

Now that he has finally recovered a little, Zhang Chongyang is very precious to the qi and blood in his body.

I saw him take out a Qi and Blood Pill, and without saying a word, he directly put it in his mouth and took it.

After finishing, he sighed worriedly: "You can't eat too much Qi and Blood Pill, it's not a way to go on like this." He

decided that he would go to Cypress Hutong tomorrow and visit Xiao Sanniang.