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Buzz ~
In the gluttony cauldron, the light surging and the recipe is rolling.
Yang Yu looked at it intently and saw that the light and shadow on the recipe were changing unstable, and it was only after a long time that it was frozen.
In the deserted mountains at night, the Taoist stepped into the air, and when he turned his hand, the giant ape fell to the ground, and blood flowers were like rain, dyeing the forest red.
"Two kills ten yuan..."
The old ape was gifted and possessed the magical power of attacking, which was definitely not easy, but was killed by the old Taoist in the mountains and forests. The martial arts he showed were moved.
It should be noted that the Taoist Master Zhenyan has lost the fruit of Tao, his realm has fallen, and his life span is less than six months, which is the lowest point.
"No wonder Taoist Yunni is unwilling to take action. Even if he is seriously injured, who dares to underestimate such an existence..."
Yang Yu was very admirable, but he turned on it and was a little solemn.
If you are seriously injured, you can kill Shidu in combination. There is no need to think that the Taoist Zhenyan at the peak of the Martial Saint must be a person standing at the top of the Martial Saint.
But even this kind of existence was almost broken in Dayan Mountain, and even after returning, he didn't mention revenge.
That old witch...
He suppressed his solemnity in his heart. Yang Yu stretched out his fingers to the old ape in the forest in the picture.
【Jiu Yao Level Recipe: Five Internal Views】
[Refining progress: First node, Demon-elimination of demons, Wanshou Mountain...]
【First node progress: 1/3】
"There are two big monsters..."
Yu Yang had some headaches.
The old ape at the forefront is already so difficult to deal with. I am afraid that the two ends will not be ordinary people, and this is just the first node.
Obviously, if you want to refine this recipe, you may not be able to do it overnight...
[The results of this refining: 81 strands of spiritual qi, a gourd of monkey wine, a half-roll travel notes, a divine seed ‘Fighting Cloud’…]
[其口]: All immortals rise in the clouds, and all the monkeys rise in the clouds, but they have to clench their fists and shake their bodies, and jump back and rotate like a windmill…]
[Source: "Monkey Demon" at the Tenth Level]
"Saying cloud..."
Yu Yang was a little disappointed.
Although the old ape's Cloud Tengyun method is similar to the legendary one, its potential is far from comparable.
Not only can it not fly high, but it also needs to be "rotated like a windmill"...
"It's also useful."
Yang Yu comforted himself, but this magical power was obviously not enough to make him abandon his last magical power position.
Wow~
As my mind turned, Yang Yu shook the recipe.
As the old demon was subdued, the light and shadow on the recipe were much more. There was an additional mountain range full of miasma in the blank space outside the Ape King Mountain.
"There is no ginseng fruit in the Ape King Mountain. I don't know if the mountain behind it is there, or if the three demons are killed, there will be traces of ginseng fruit..."
This time, Yang Yu’s harvest was actually quite good. Not to mention the half volume of Journey to the West, the spiritual energy alone was enough to return the ticket price.
The value of Monkey Wine is also not low.
However, the ginseng fruit he wanted most at this time did not find any clues...
This inevitably made him feel more anxious.
It took nine days to refine it in one go (twenty-seven days in the illusion), and the life span of the Zhenyan Taoist is less than six months.
The energy storage of the Gluttony Cauldron will take at least more than a month before it can be started for the next refining.
This must not help but worry him.
If the refining does not go smoothly afterwards...
"I don't know if that gourd wine will be useful to the real person's injuries..."
Yang sighed in his heart.
There is still a huge difference between recipes and Immortal Magic Illusion. The latter can be gained by those who enter, but the former can only make profits.
This also led to the failure of his plan to use spiritual qi to heal the wounds of the Zhenyan Taoist. The latter entered the treasure mountain but could only see...
"I can't say that I have to use the ghost baby to push it... He has a lifespan of 249 years, so he can only support one or two years..."
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It was dark, but the lights were on inside the house.
Yang Yu knocked on the door. When he came in, the old Taoist was writing quickly under the lights of beans. He greeted him casually, but he was still busy.
Yang Yu didn't bother him, and waited quietly by the side. The old Taoist wrote not some secret magical skills, but books he read in the "Wanshou Mountain Illusion".
During these nine days, whenever he had free time, he was reading all kinds of books, and when he came back, he would copy them on paper.
"Taoism emphasizes inheritance, so the font of Taoist text remains unchanged for thousands of years. The font of Taoist text is not as concise as today's text. If the text is changed, the meaning will change..."
After a long time, Taoist Zhenyan put his pen down and turned around:
"Although these are just travel notes and essays, they can be copied down and can also let future generations know about some ancient affairs...
If the world changes a lot in the future, it may come in handy..."
"The real person is far-sighted, but the younger generation is not as good as the younger generation."
Yu Yang bowed his hand and felt admiration in his heart.
Yulong Temple once collected thousands of books, most of which were borrowed and copied by the old master in front of me from various places.
He did not make a temporary decision, but always did.
Therefore, even Qin Si, who had been in danger for more than 20 years, can be called a line reading Taoist sect.
The influence of the founding ancestors on future disciples was actually far-reaching.
"Foresight is not a question, it is just a trivial matter. It may be useful or useless. Who knows?"
The old Taoist smiled slightly, calm and peaceful, calming down the urgency in Yang Yu's heart.
"Real person, this is the 'monkey wine' I got from the illusion. I wonder if it will be useful to your injuries..."
Yu Yang sighed:
"There are no traces of ginseng fruit in the Ape King Mountain. I'm afraid I'll continue to eliminate monsters..."
The outside world was busy for nine days and twenty-seven days in the illusion, but only he gained something, which made him feel ashamed.
“Can you continue?”
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist's eyes lit up. His interest in the ancient illusion is much greater than that of this gourd monkey wine.
"There should be two big monsters behind the Ape King Mountain..."
Prison Yang smiled bitterly.
I always feel guilty about cheating and hurting the elderly and fighting for themselves...
"How is it compared to that monkey demon?"
"It should be, it's almost the same, maybe it's a little stronger..."
“That’s all?”
The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief:
"Depending on your expression, the old Taoist thought it was so troublesome. If it were just like this, it wouldn't be anything."
"Well……"
Yu Yang was a little speechless.
"Young friend, don't worry. The old Taoist is about to die. With this illusion, you can see the ancient style. Isn't it better to wait for death without doing anything?"
The old Taoist stroked his long beard with his hand and saw Yang Yu’s thoughts:
"As for the ginseng fruit, it is better to have it naturally, but if not, what can it be? It's just life and death, the old Taoist has already understood..."
"Ginseng fruit must exist."
Yang Yu took a deep breath, and did not worry about this topic. He took out the monkey wine and handed it to the old Taoist:
"Real person, no matter what, let's try..."
"The old Taoist quit drinking for many years. After he was about to come, how could he break the precept?"
The old Taoist laughed silently and pushed the gourd back:
"If you feel sorry for it, just call Xiao Si to drink with you."
Where can Yao Yang agree?
But Taoist Zhenyan just shook his head and refused to accept it.
Qin Si, who was next door, finished washing, breaking the situation where the old and the young refused back and forth:
"Master, you have seen through life and death. What other precepts can't be seen through? If you dislike wine but not vegetables, then the disciple will arrange a few vegetarian dishes now. How about it?"
"this……"
The old Taoist was also a little speechless, but the couple was dragged into the yard without any trouble.
Qin Si went to get the chessboard and let the two of them have fun. She really went to prepare the vegetarian dishes. Soon, the fragrance of the vegetarian dishes had already floated out.
"Xiao Qi accepted a good disciple."
The old man sighed:
"It's a pity that there is no one in the sight and no money, but it's hard to get a dowry that is worth a lot of money..."
Hearing this sentence, Yang Yu immediately stood up, bowed, and changed his name: "Disciple will not let Xiao Si down, don't worry."
"Don't worry, the dowry is a dowry. This cannot be confused..."
The old Taoist showed his stubborn side again:
"Xiao Si is a marriage for you, not a person who sells herself. She has a bride but no dowry. Why should she raise her head in front of you in the future?"
Seeing him being serious, Yang Yu couldn't help but be stunned.
He is not very familiar with marriage, and he doesn't understand it very well in the past and present, nor has he taken the initiative to inquire about it.
"The children of the world may disrespect those red tape, but what they should have is indispensable..."
The old Taoist explained to Yang Yu in brief words.
When Yang Yu heard this, he was shocked.
The real wealthy family in the Ming Dynasty had an incredible amount of dowry.
That is not just gold, silver and wealth, but it is enough for the sum of all food, clothing and expenses after the daughter gets married and until her death!
Of course, ordinary people naturally do not have such financial resources, but they will always buy a dowry.
And the Martial Saint Sect, no matter where the world is placed, is a real master!
Even though there are only a few people in Yulong Temple at this moment, who dares to say that they are small families?
"My disciple is probably preparing too."
Speaking of this, the old Taoist smiled on his face, and his understanding of his disciples was naturally very deep.
Daoren Lin is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and is a person who values ​​love very much.
What else can Yu Yang say?
I can only pour wine for him while playing chess with the old Taoist.
The nine-level recipe is far more magical than imagined. Before this, Yang Yu had never thought that ordinary items in the recipes that are not Tao fruits and divine seeds can be taken out.
Later he figured it out that in fact, the monkey wine he brought out was, in a sense, also considered spiritual qi?
However, the amount is too small, and there is only one gourd.
"My friend's chess skills are really poor."
In fact, it was not long before Yang Yu had abandoned his son and admitted defeat.
He has poor chess skills but good chess quality. He is not angry, and he will not turn the table up like those bad chess tricks.
At this time, Qin Si also arranged a table of vegetarian dishes. She was going to go, but Yang Yu took her to sit down.
"This wine..."
However, the old Taoist had to take a sip. The wine was in his stomach. His eyes lit up, and he felt that his body was full of holes seemed to be improving?
"You have another drink."
The young couple was so keen. Seeing him like this, they looked at each other and began to persuade him to drink, but they didn't drink a sip.
Not long after, this old martial saint was a little sensible.
He stood up and shaking and pointed to the north of the city:
Chapter completed!