Chang Siguo looked like he was thinking about it. He and Mr. Meng had a few hot meals of dry food. Everyone was paying attention. Naturally, they could guess that he could open the Xumi bag as he still had the strength to be a body trainer.
Grab, grab, grab. The three round-faced monks were in a state of confusion. Opening the Sumeru bag required a lot of energy. They were worried that the other party would refuse or put forward more excessive conditions. However, there was only one person in the space who could open the Sumeru bag. semicolon.
They saw the horror of the sinister wind eroding their bones, and had no choice but to beg for help in a low voice.
"Forgive me, fellow Daoist Shi."
Chang Si thought about something that almost made the three of them despair, and then said, "The food, elixirs, spiritual wine, jade coins, and medicinal materials in the opened Xumi bag can be divided equally, but the other treasures must all belong to me. If Taoist Fellow Shi agrees, I can try."
Shi Yi burst into tears, please don't say half of what you said, I'm scared to death.
It's already great to be able to share half of his elixirs and food.
There were other things that he couldn't eat if he was hungry, and he couldn't clothe himself if he was cold, so it was useless for him to ask for them.
Shi Yong immediately nodded his head, with a flattering smile, "Okay, just do what Brother Chang said, I'm sorry to bother Brother Chang."
He took out a gray-black Xumi bag from his cuff, held it in both hands and handed it to Chang Siguo.
Meng Lao turned his head as if nothing had happened, holding back a smile in his eyes.
Chang Xiaozi is not a stingy person in life, but he is extremely shrewd and caressing about business. If he dared to bargain with him like this in the outside world, he would have been slapped to death. Of course, after getting along with him, he is an interesting little guy.
Chang Siguo pretended for a while, a light flashed slightly on his hand, and then he poured the Xumi bag onto the ground.
It was a Xumi bag left behind by a Jingxinjing monk, and it didn't cost much of his true energy.
There were a lot of bottles and cans, and the round-faced woman next to him yelled "Wow", and then he woke up and quickly covered his mouth with shame, and his face turned red. The others pretended not to hear, and opened their eyes wide to look for food and pills first. Medicine and the like.
After a while, the medicines and food were distributed, and both parties were very satisfied with the transaction.
昘戅b120120戅. Chang Siguo collected most of the remaining items in a Xumi bag, handed the three round-faced monks with smiles to each other, and left. He turned around and handed the two porcelain bottles and two spiritual wood boxes to Mr. Meng without covering his head. .
With this transaction as a starting point, in the evening, after eating the soulless fruit for digestion, one after another monks came to talk to Chang Siguo about the transaction, and took out the Xumi bag and asked Chang Siguo to open it.
Changsi will not refuse anyone who comes over, so of course the rules must be followed.
Many monks who had picked up Xumi bags before and then discarded them when they saw no use for them were so regretful that their eyes were red.
Items dropped to the ground in the ghost space can only be kept for about a month, and then disappear.
After opening the four sumeru bags, Chang Si thought about it and put it away. He pretended that his face was pale, his forehead was sweating, and his feet were shaking, and he made an agreement with other monks to come back at this time tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. It was too much. He couldn't bear it.
Those monks who have stayed for a long time usually have two or three Sumeru bags around them.
For a time, Chang Siguo became a popular figure in the ghost space.
While walking, all the monks I saw greeted me with smiles and offered greetings.
Faced with this false prosperity, Huang Tian, who was walking beside him, secretly poked fun at him. Chang Siguo responded indifferently and returned the gift. It was all just business.
Peace brings wealth, how can you do business with a straight face?
"You don't have a high-profile temperament, why did you suddenly change?"
"Meng Lao said that after this incident, based on his past experience, the pond will erupt in about half a year. He needs a large amount of elixirs and medicinal materials to recover his body. If he doesn't keep a high profile, he won't be able to get enough medicine."
"Oh, that's how it is."
Seeing that there was no one nearby, Huang Tian hesitated for a moment, stopped, and whispered, "Can you tell Mr. Meng that when I go out, I only have one friend left to help me. It's not easy for everyone."
He finally couldn't help but raised this difficult question.
Chang thought that after a while, he felt dizzy. If it were someone else, he would have rejected her outright, so there would be no need to be so embarrassed.
The expression on his face did not change, and he stopped, thought for a moment, and said, "I suggest you wait a moment. Until Mr. Meng's body has recovered to the Lingfu state, don't mention it for the time being. Don't worry, since you told me, I Find an opportunity to talk to Meng Laoti."
Huang Tian cupped his hands and said nothing more.
Chang Siguo told Huang Tian about Meng Lao's reminder. He guessed that when the pond erupted, the impact and pressure on the monks who entered the pond to escape must be extraordinary. He asked Huang Tian to find him when the elixir was finished. He also gained a lot from the second-level and third-level elixirs that Mr. Meng no longer looked down upon.
After finishing the conversation, Huang Tian was asked to go back first, while Chang Siguo continued walking to an empty and deserted place.
After a while, he escaped into the gray fog.
Chang Siguo squatted in front of a puddle and pulled out his long sword. There were only a few soulless fruits in the puddle. I don’t know how they were formed, but Mr. Meng couldn’t tell me. The name of the soulless fruits was also It was passed down by word of mouth and there was no way to pursue it.
He fished out five fruits with his long sword and used his skills to evaporate the gloomy water on them. Chang Siguo picked up the slightly shriveled fruits and put them in his mouth to swallow them.
Meng Lao dissuaded him from eating more, which was based on Meng Lao's experience in the past. He was worried that he would often think about his mistakes and not understand the seriousness of them, leaving hidden dangers.
However, Chang Siguo noticed that his physique could digest more soulless fruits, and he was not afraid of the erosion of the ice-cold evil energy in the soulless fruit. Now that there was a trace of original sword energy in his body, he needed a lot of ice-cold evil energy for energy nourishment. He would definitely have to Try one or two.
214342143732081997925991233983298120119120469911132214342143712290 Coldness went down the throat, the coldness rose from the stomach and spread uncontrollably throughout the body.
It's amazing. Two soulless fruits have completely different effects than five soulless fruits.
His clothes, skin and hair were instantly covered with a thin layer of frost. Chang thought about it but was not alarmed. He accelerated the circulation of his true energy in his body, the hot mist rose and the frost flowers melted. He used his mind to control the silk that still looked The weak sword energy traveled through his chest and abdomen, swallowing up wisps of pure ice-cold evil energy. The remaining energy was used as a drizzle to silently strengthen his spiritual and soul power.
After about a word, Chang Siguo left the puddle and walked back.
The soulless fruit is of great benefit to his original sword energy and soul power. The ghost space is a hellish torture to other monks, but it is a treasure for him. He is guessing that it is not the deliberate arrangement of the veteran.
He always felt as if there was an invisible hand pushing all of this.
Although he could get great benefits, Chang Siguo didn't like the feeling of being so obscured.
You have to decide your own path.
There is nothing you can do, just do it and cherish it.
Returning to Mr. Meng, he did not disturb the old man's meditation practice. Chang Siguo also took the time to meditate in order to cope with the double painful enjoyment that was about to begin at midnight tonight. The sinister wind corroded the bones and the sword energy tempered the body. I really looked up to him.
I am a wild wolf from the north. The greater the pressure, the stronger I will be.
Chang Siguo quickly fell into cultivation after howling nondescript folk songs in his heart and enjoying the hardship.
No matter how meager the spiritual energy in the air is, it is still necessary to resist the evil wind. Minimize consumption as much as possible and meditate more to absorb the spiritual energy, so that you can stay alive for a long time.
This is the survival trick that Mr. Meng taught him.
The new monks who had experienced the pain of a sinister wind corroding their bones no longer dared to wander around and cause trouble, and they all meditated and practiced honestly.
Occasionally, I heard splashing water and human voices coming from the pool, but no one took a curious look.
In two days, the new monk was devastated by the sudden change and had to accept the reality.
There is no shame in bowing to the cruel world.
At the right time, the cold wind and mist chilled my upper body, and the pain of being cut into pieces came as expected. Chang Siguo couldn't hold it back for a moment, groaning in pain, and then shut up tightly, using his true energy, trying his best to repair the wounds on his body. and pain.
The original sword energy was also released, allowing it to swallow the cold evil energy on its own.
Chang Siguo feels that under the double tempering, the pain of the body is particularly refreshing and refined.
It’s also extremely long and difficult
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