Watching the lovesickness go away, Long Ji and Ji Liao had their own thoughts.
Long Ji's eyes flashed slightly, "What are your plans next?"
"I don't have any plans, just make talismans and practice." Ji Liao replied, thought for a while and then asked, "By the way, what is the Zhurong Pill used for?"
Ji Liao then remembered the elixir Xu Luning gave him. Although he knew the name of the elixir, he still didn't know its function. Since Long Ji had eaten it, he simply asked her directly.
"The Zhu Rong Dan has only one function, which is to keep your appearance unchanged forever. If you take it when you are one year old, no matter how many years you go through, your appearance will always remain the same as when you are eighty years old. If it's gone, it will look like that forever, and there is no cure for this pill. If you take one, you will be like this for the rest of your life." Long Ji responded.
"Oh?" Ji Liao snorted and asked, "Will that affect the monk's future practice?"
"Won't."
"Crack." There was a crisp sound.
"Why did you just eat it now?" Long Ji exclaimed. She didn't expect Ji Liao to be so decisive. After knowing the function of the elixir, he ate it directly.
The Zhurong Pill was broken in Ji Liao's mouth, and a strong aroma immediately filled Ji Liao's mouth and nose. After the pill was broken, the saliva in his mouth immediately melted into a clear stream, and was swallowed by Ji Liao down his throat.
Ji Liao narrowed his eyes in enjoyment. After hearing Long Ji's exclamation, he turned to look at her and said, "Why not?"
"No!" Long Ji shook her head.
She carefully looked at Ji Liao's appearance at this time. In front of her, the man was more than seven feet tall. His long black hair was draped behind his back, and his hair was tied into a bun with a green wood hairpin. He was thin and looked like He looks malnourished, but his skin is fair. Under his plump forehead is a pair of thick sword eyebrows. Below the sword eyebrows is a pair of huge eyes. His dark pupils shine brightly, twinkling like two stars. He A tall nose, slightly thick lips, it can be said that any one of these facial features looks particularly delicate when taken alone, but when put together, they look a bit simple and dull.
Long Ji recalled Ji Liao's back when he was in a daze, when he was laughing, when he was angry, and when he had his arms open.
"This appearance will accompany you for the rest of your life!" Long Ji said softly with a smile on her lips.
"I feel pretty good now." Ji Liao spread his hands and looked at it for a few times, then touched his face and said with a smile.
Long Ji nodded, "Very good!"
Ji Liao seemed to have remembered something again, and suddenly asked, "By the way, Long Ji, you said that you have taken the Zhurong Pill, so your appearance must have stayed in your youth. How old are you now?"
Hearing this, Long Ji glanced at Ji Liao angrily, "Why are you asking this? It's a secret."
"Maybe he's over a hundred years old." Ji Liao curled his lips and muttered.
"What did you say! Are you looking for death?" Long Ji warned Ji Liao.
"Okay, okay, I didn't say anything." Ji Liao quickly waved his hand to apologize.
It was already dark, and Long Ji had left here at dusk. Ji Liao was sitting cross-legged in the training room, looking at the things placed in front of him, which were the trophies he had gained from killing Old Man Li and the other three during the day.
He picked up a jade slip and put it on his forehead, and penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said lightly, "Diversion Body Tempering Technique!"
This technique was found in the storage bag of the man he didn't know. There were nine levels in it. It was a complete low-level technique. Ji Liao knew that this technique was the one that the man majored in. .
"No wonder that man's stick skills are so fierce, he turns out to be a body-refining monk!" Ji Liao said to himself.
Then he narrowed his eyes and crushed this skill directly.
The fact that he killed Old Man Li cannot be known to outsiders. He had previously given the red hydrangea he obtained from Xu Jinxiang to Xu Luning. He also mentioned in his reply that this magic weapon should not be seen in the light and should not be used lightly unless absolutely necessary.
This complete technique was of no use to Ji Liao, and it was impossible for him to sell it, so there was no need to keep it. He could simply destroy it.
Then he took away the identity tokens of several people one by one to avoid being discovered, and after taking away a few items that could represent his identity, Ji Liao then looked at the trophies that could be left behind.
The wealth of a monk who condenses gas into liquid is different from that of Meide. In Xu Zhi's storage bag, there are ten middle-grade spiritual stones and more than eighty low-grade spiritual stones. Xu Jinxiang also has a lot of belongings. , there are also seven middle-grade spiritual stones and more than fifty low-grade spiritual stones. There are also several elixirs among them, mostly healing elixirs and bigu pills, but there is a blue elixir among them.
Ji Liao probed his consciousness into it and sensed the fluctuations emanating from the elixir. He thought for a moment and said softly, "This fluctuation should be the elixir for improving cultivation, but this elixir was obtained from that man's hand." It’s here, I think it won’t be useful until you reach the seventh or eighth level of Qi, so let’s keep it for now.”
After finishing speaking, Ji Liao carefully put the elixir into the storage bag. Ji Liao expected to find a liquid condensation elixir among these elixirs, but he did not find it. Presumably, both of them were condensed. The gas has turned into liquid, so keeping the liquid condensation pill has no effect. For them, the liquid condensation pill is not as useful as the spirit stone.
He picked up Xu Zhi's long stick and weighed it in his hand a few times. He found that it was extremely heavy, weighing more than three hundred kilograms. If Ji Liao's physique hadn't been strong, it would have been really difficult to pick up this long stick. Take some effort.
"Spiritual stone..." Ji Liao's eyes lit up as he looked at the long stick, and then the light flashed and he put it into his storage bag, hoping to find an opportunity to sell it in the future.
Then he picked up the small jasper sword used by Xu Jinxiang. The sword was only as long as the palm of his hand. It was made of emerald green jasper. There were looming stars in it. Ji Liao raised his hand and the small jasper sword circled around the room. , and then gradually grew in size, turning into a three-foot-long sword.
Ji Liao pointed at the long sword again, and the long sword circled and danced above his head.
"This one should look much better than that stick, so I'll keep it for myself first." After that, he put it into the storage bag.
Then there is Old Man Li's storage bag. Old Man Li can be said to be very miserable. He only has more than ten broken spirit stones on his body, and his magic weapon is only the low-level small sword distributed by the sect. Although Old Man Li is miserable, Ji Liao is still there. He found a few things in his storage bag that he urgently needed now, namely talismans.
Old man Li can draw talismans, and he always carries talisman paper with him. Recently, because of Ji Liao's incident, old man Li has come up with the idea of drawing mid-level talismans, but he did not expect that these things are cheap for Ji Liao.
Ji Liao looked at the talisman papers placed in front of him. There were about thirty low-level talisman papers among them, but seven or eight of them had been destroyed by Old Man Li, but Old Man Li did not touch the five mid-level talisman papers.
Now the mid-level talisman was exactly what Ji Liao wanted. After thinking about it, he put away the talisman paper, put the talisman drawn by Old Man Li in the palm of his hand, poured spiritual power into it, and threw it out the window.
Within a moment, there was a loud explosion outside Ji Liao's small courtyard, and various lights lit up. The talisman made by Old Man Li was actually set off by Ji Liao as a firework.
Ji Liao didn't like Old Man Li's talisman at all. It was useless to keep it in his hands. He might encounter a useless talisman and put himself in danger, so he simply threw it away.
After killing three people, Ji Liao made a small profit, but Long Ji didn't want any of the trophies he got.
After he left, he told Ji Liao that if Old Man Li's concubine caused trouble, he could tell the law enforcement hall about it, and Ji Liao could put all the responsibility on her and ask the law enforcement hall to find her.
This made Ji Liao look at Long Ji with admiration. He didn't expect that Long Ji, a woman, could have such a sense of responsibility. His previous hostility towards Long Ji was wiped out and he regarded Long Ji as a true friend.
After a few months, this little turmoil passed like this, and Old Man Li's concubine did not cause any trouble to Ji Liao.
Ji Liao thought about it and understood the reason. Old Li was already in his seventies or eighty years old. Even if his eyes were blind, no one could look down on such a sloppy old man. Presumably, the female disciple of the outer sect saw that Old Li could draw talismans and make a living. Yes, I was willing to commit myself to him. At most, I just wanted to live a better life, but I had no real feelings for Old Man Li. Old Man Li's life and death was not important to such a woman. If Old Man Li died, it would not matter to her. Just look for one in a few years.
Ji Liao didn't care about this kind of person. Since she didn't cause trouble for him, Ji Liao certainly didn't want to cause trouble and went to find her. They just wanted to live in peace with each other.
In the past few months, Ji Liao has been painting talismans like crazy. After a long period of physical training, his physical strength has increased a few points. The strength of his physical body alone is no weaker than that of a monk at the seventh level of Qi. And his The power of his mind has also increased rapidly, which is reflected in the fact that he can easily make more than 500 low-level talismans in a month.
Ji Liao's reputation is also increasing day by day in the Purple Air Sect, almost to the point where everyone knows about him. More and more people are familiar with him, and people begin to visit his residence from time to time, but this Long Ji seems to be... Like a demon, he would come every three or five, and it would annoy him endlessly. Ji Liao had nothing to do. He couldn't just chase Long Ji away. He had no choice but to follow her.
Although Ji Liao was drawing talismans, he did not delay his cultivation for a moment. In the past few months, Ji Liao continued to breathe in spiritual energy, and he was about to reach the peak of the sixth level of spiritual energy. Now he has begun to prepare for the formation of spiritual energy. Liquid, breaking through the seventh level of Qi.
He had inquired before that the market price of a liquid condensation pill requires two hundred medium-grade spiritual stones, which is an astronomical figure. Even if Ji Liao earns a lot in a month, if he wants to buy a liquid condensation pill, based on his current It is estimated that it will take several years to save the income.
On this day, the snot wolf that had been sitting in Ji Liao's hut suddenly made some movement.
At this time, Ji Liaozheng was staring at the big cocoon with his eyes motionless.
The fluff of the big cocoon has withered and turned yellow, like a ball of straw. The heartbeat of the snot wolf inside is getting more and more violent, and it keeps ringing. It looks like it is about to break out of the cocoon. .
"Come out quickly, little baby." Ji Liao looked at Snotlout Wolf's current state with an anxious expression and kept mumbling.
