On the bed, Wuming's whole body was filled with light, lingering in the rays of clouds. Yesterday, after seeing Long Qianzhang away, Wuming entered the state of cultivation.&1t;/p>

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As for the matter of "Master", Wuming felt that it depends on fate, so he planned to go out and make a move after the practice today to see if he could spend money to find a cheap master.&1t;/p>

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"Hu..."&1t;/p>

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Slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, Wuming's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of lightning shot out, like a dragon and a snake.&1t;/p>

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"The degree has slowed down." Chen Shen sensed the body, and Wuming's brows frowned slightly. Obviously, he was not satisfied with the results of this cultivation.&1t;/p>

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"It seems that I thought it was too good before. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. How could it keep flying? It seems that if you want to get fast, you still have to rely on the body of poisonous disaster." Wuming touched his chin, and his eyes suddenly lit up.&1t;/p>

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For others, slowing down the level of practice is undoubtedly a difficult problem to solve, but for Wuming, that is really not a problem. Isn’t it just taking poison? Is it true that I can eat enough and it’s okay to eat as a meal.&1t;/p>

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You know, in the past life, he was also a terrifying Breaking Badman, in addition to the title of the Immortal Emperor of Reincarnation. It is a terrifying Breaking Badman to him. The only thing that may make him feel troubled is the material problem of the poison.&1t;/p>

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"So, when I was looking for my master today, I would also buy some poisonous elixirs equipped with poison. I can't waste my excellent quality poisonous body in vain." After clapping his hands, Wuming got out of bed.&1t;/p>

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Deciding to buy materials for poisoning outside is also the result of his consideration. Since his poisonous body was almost destroyed, it means that someone has secretly targeted him.&1t;/p>

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To be on the safe side, he can't get some materials to Wanxiang Garden anymore, otherwise he would only blatantly tell the enemy that my poisonous body is getting better again, come and harm me.&1t;/p>

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Sorry, Wuming is not that stupid!&1t;/p>

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After taking a shower, I felt refreshed. Wuming took the money bag and prepared to buy the master. No, I should have gone to find the master.&1t;/p>

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Along the way, Wuming met many people, and the sarcasm was still the same, but Wuming ignored them. The best way to do this is to ignore them. The final result will tell them how superficial their current actions are.&1t;/p>

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"Oh, isn't this a great genius Wuming? Get up so early, where are you going!"&1t;/p>

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However, when Wuming saw Xiao Jian, he still felt that he was in a bad mood. When he met once a day, there was no one else in this "fate".&1t;/p>

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"It's all your business, my face is itchy again." Wuming sneered.&1t;/p>

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"Wu Ming, you..." Xiao Jianqi's face turned red and he couldn't speak smoothly. He really wanted to rush up and beat Wu Ming up, but because of the duel, he was not easy to do now.&1t;/p>

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Because the Shangguan family has an iron rule, that is, private fights are not allowed before duels.&1t;/p>

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But the rules are dead, people live. Originally, Xiao Jian would not have any major problems even if he really took action, but it was bad that Long Qianzhang had come back. In this way, even if he gave him ten more courage, he would not dare to do it.&1t;/p>

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"All right, nothing is wrong, just play. I don't have time to pay attention to you now." Wuming waved his hand, and his disdainful attitude made Xiao Jian feel that he and Wuming had changed his identity, and an extremely embarrassing look suddenly appeared on his face.&1t;/p>

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Now who is the waste and who is the old man? Xiao Jian was completely shocked by Wuming's attitude. In a trance, he actually felt that Wuming had become taller.&1t;/p>

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"Wu Ming, just be arrogant. In a month, I want you to look good!" Xiao Jian said viciously.&1t;/p>

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"If you don't have to worry about it, I'm pretty good-looking, so I won't be as ugly as you, so ugly that it's not like you!" Wuming said disdainfully.&1t;/p>

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"Wu Ming, you you..." Xiao Jianqi was completely defeated by Wu Ming in this verbal battle.&1t;/p>

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After all, he is just a little guy who has not grown up. How can he compare with Wuming, an old fried dough stick who has lived for many years? The two are simply not on the same level.&1t;/p>

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"Silly, even if I can't beat you now, my words are like a knife, and I can still fuck you alive. I'll die!" Wuming looked at Xiao Jian coldly, and then left here silly. He looked like a general who had won a battle, which made many people around who were preparing to watch the fun stunned.&1t;/p>

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"Are you sure that was Wuming just now, when did you speak so well?"&1t;/p>

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"It should be him, otherwise, why are Xiao Jian going to find him?"&1t;/p>

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"But it's not like it. Didn't you even see Xiao Jian jumping at the foot?"&1t;/p>

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"That's right, I'm really angry."&1t;/p>

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After Wuming left, there were whispers among the crowd watching the fun. They all felt that Wuming was different from before, but if we were to say that it was different there, people couldn't say it.&1t;/p>

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He is so polite, he can't count it!&1t;/p>

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"Hu..."&1t;/p>

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After leaving the Shangguan family, Wuming breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Shangguan family was rich and prosperous, he felt deep depression. If Gu Yu's adoptive father Long Qianzhang was still here, he would have left long ago.&1t;/p>

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Based on the route I remembered, Wuming quickly turned into a densely populated street with people coming and going, with monks and mundane people, and it was very lively.&1t;/p>

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Wuming shuttled through the crowd, like a ghost hidden in the night. Almost before others could react, he had already walked away, leaving only a chic back for people.&1t;/p>

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In order to prepare poison, he decided to go to the monks' street to visit, which was the place where monks gathered the most, and most of the items bought and sold there were used by monks.&1t;/p>

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Of course, don’t think about those precious and abnormal items. Not to mention that someone sells them, even if someone really sells them, they won’t be sold in such places.&1t;/p>

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"How much does this rotten bone grass cost?" Walking through the crowd, Wuming suddenly squatted in front of a stall, pointed to a medicinal herb that looked like grass gray and asked.&1t;/p>

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"No bargaining for one hundred gold coins!" It was also because Wuming was young, and the stall owner ignored him and said a lion.&1t;/p>

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"It's too expensive, it's a bit cheaper!" Wuming asked.&1t;/p>

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"If you like to buy, buy it. If you don't buy it, you won't be in the mood to pay attention to you." The stall owner had a hot temper. When he spoke, his eyes were covered with blood, as if he was filled with blood.&1t;/p>

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"Boss, if you don't control your temper, be careful that your life will be lost." Wuming glanced at the stall owner meaningfully, and then, without saying much, he turned his attention back to the rotten bone grass, as if it was just what he said casually.&1t;/p>

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To be continued...