"Hmph, the incense burned by my dignified weapon refining sect is all top-notch Feixia incense, but it's not like the ash used by small families like you, which makes you sick to your stomach when you smell it." In fact, the best incense is undoubtedly You Hongxiang from Yaowang Sect. , but since you want to harm others, you can't increase others' ambition and destroy your own prestige.
Hearing this, Xiao Qingshui immediately jumped to his feet: "A small family? Since you said that we should have a good fight with each other, back then you said that I couldn't give you gifts and caused a storm in the city. Are you embarrassed?"
"Hmph! I taught you how to make weapons, and you managed to get one, but you didn't give it to me. Tell yourself, should you do it?" Zhong Shan blew his beard and choked immediately.
"I really...shouldn't do it." Xiao Qingshui whispered, paused for a few seconds and drank again: "Because a narrow-minded person like you doesn't deserve a gift at all!" After saying that, he swept the teacup away, Just left.
"Hmph! Let's go! I'll give you the Soul Gathering Mirror, but you don't know how to use it. Don't beg me when the time comes." After saying that, Jing Jing waved his sleeves and made a gesture of leaving.
"Wait...how to use it?"
"Can't understand."
"Old man, if my disciple cries to death, I won't be able to live anymore, hum!" After losing his temper, he left completely, leaving Zhongshan alone was not a matter of leaving, nor was he staying.
"Obviously it was you, an old man, who attacked people first." Even after tens of thousands of years, his bad temper has not changed.
As soon as he entered the hall and saw his master alone, Li Mo asked: "Master, where is Senior Xiao?"
At this moment, Zhong Shan was choking whoever he saw, "Who knows where he went, where is the mirror?"
"The disciple has been handed over to Ling Yun. He said he was going to the Wangyou Hall at the back. Master, I have borrowed all the things. Senior Xiao is probably there too. Master, let's go and have a look together." If you miss tonight, I guess two Zong never had a chance to reconcile.
"Hmph! Lead the way."
"Yes, please, master." Li Mo quickly extended his arms to let go.
In Wangyou Hall, Wuyou had gathered his mood and was waiting in front of the Da Dao Pharmacopoeia. "Come on, come on." With a high-pitched voice, Ling Yun walked in holding a dark gold mirror.
"Senior brother, did you really borrow it?" Wuyou didn't expect it to go so smoothly. She was already ready to keep vigil.
In the hall, Ling Yun noticed the master's aura and immediately said loudly: "The master of the weapon refining sect personally sent it, master borrowed it from his old man." After saying that, he put the Soul Gathering Mirror into the fog curtain. At this time, Xiao Qingshui happened to Also walked in.
"Master, senior brother, thank the seniors of the Weapon Refining Sect for me. Thank you, senior brother. Master, thank you." As he spoke, the tears kept falling.
Fengqi was busy collecting tears again, Wuyou always felt the wind blowing in front of her face, thinking that Fengqi was comforting her, and cried even more sadly.
"Baby, you should be happy. Why are you crying? In time, they will all come back to life, and they can still practice in the Soul Gathering Mirror, which is also a different kind of opportunity for them. What do you think? Don't cry anymore... ok? ?” If you cry again, there will be no more empty bottles to hold your tears.
Seeing his disciple crying, Xiao Qingshui also felt a sore nose, "Yeah, don't cry. Master will thank them properly for you. Stop crying." Could it be that this girl is made of water? Why can't she shed all her tears? Na!
"How can I thank you?"
Zhong Shan happened to walk in at this time. He just heard the old guy said he wanted to thank him, so he couldn't help but ask.
"It's up to you, tell me how to use it, disciple." Xiao Qingshui was even more angry when he saw Zhong Shan's forgetful face.
"How can it be used? Put it in the place where they were killed, and their souls will be collected in the mirror." At this time, Zhongshan told Wuyou how to use it with a generous look. He didn't want to lose it in front of this little girl. identity.
"Thank you, Senior Zhong, I'll go and get busy first." After saying that, he ran out again like a gust of wind, this time Zuo Yang didn't follow.
"Master, Senior Zhong, and two senior brothers, please open your mouth." No one asked, they all opened their mouths in a daze.
Here, Zuoyang's hands together flicked four crystal clear teardrops into their mouths.
It tastes tasteless in the mouth, but the limbs are indescribably comfortable. Especially Zhong Shan, who has been fighting with Xiao Qingshui for thousands of years, often feels so angry that his chest hurts, but now it miraculously heals.
"Boy, what did you give us to eat?"
"Master, I seem to be about to break through." Ling Yun's cultivation has been lingering at the seventh level of the Spirit Master Realm for two hundred years.
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"Me too." Li Mo also echoed excitedly.
"Hurry up and meditate." The two of them sat down quickly and channeled the momentum that was flowing in the sea of qi into their cauldrons.
"This is You'er's thank you gift, master. I will take back the Qinglingwan silk bag as soon as the sun rises. Is there anything else I want to say to you, master?" Sure enough, in a higher interface, the healing and auxiliary functions of tears will increase significantly.
"Wait a minute, you said the Qinglingwansi bag is in your hand?" Isn't it in that girl's hand?
"Of course it's in his hand. It's a token of love given to him by my disciple, hum!" Xiao Qingshui said goodbye, not wanting to communicate with Zhong Shan.
At this time, Zuo Yang felt that his entry point was good, and the two of them had something to talk about again. Seeing that he had nothing to do, Zuo Yang bowed to the two old naughty boys and left silently.
The Soul Gathering Mirror spent the whole night collecting souls, and the others were also busy, boiling water and tidying up the clothes of each dead person.
"Baby, don't worry, just sleep for a while, there are cloud guards watching over you, it'll be fine."
"Thank you, husband. If I were alone, I really don't know what to do." Her tears fell uncontrollably. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
"Fengqi also wiped my tears, he was so good..." As he said this, tears were about to well up in his eyes.
this……
Well, this girl's mind is as simple as a blank sheet of paper, "Don't cry, don't cry. Feng Qi is indeed very good. Come, my husband will take you back to sleep for a while."
The tents were all destroyed, and Zuo Yang approached the underground palace holding Wuyou who fell asleep instantly. A mattress was prepared for the wind. Although it was not as warm as in the tent, it was a good place to take shelter.
Moreover, in the underground palace, there were many gadgets that he and Wuyou had collected together, as well as different cultivation methods.
"You, silly girl." Zuo Yang was also very sleepy at the moment, and soon lay down next to Wuyou and fell asleep.
In less than two hours, it was dawn. Wuyou stood up from the bed like a carp and ran directly outside the underground palace without putting on his coat.
"Girl, slow down, slow down."
The black gold Soul Gathering Mirror originally had an amber spirit stone, but this time the Soul Gathering Spirit Stone was actually filled with dazzling red light.
"Husband, does this mean that the collection has been completed?"
"Yes", why is it red light? It seems to be affected by Wuyou's demonic energy. Forget it, just let fate take its course!
"Husband, I'm going to entrust the Soul Gathering Mirror to the master for safekeeping. You hurry up and take Chang Ping back."
"Baby, remember to ask senior brother to place the mirror in the most righteous place of Yaowang Sect. This can improve the progress of their cultivation." Zuo Yang warned.
"Yeah, you'er took note of it." Seeing her skipping away, Zuo Yang was completely relieved, so he summoned Bao Ri and left the camp.
But... Huo Yifei's depressed look made everyone waiting feel their hearts sink.
"Coward, don't be discouraged. You go have something to eat later. I'll beg the old man to give you another chance." Liu Huo promised, patting his chest.
"Who told you that the elixir was not finished?" Huo Yifei raised his eyebrows.
"You're done! You're done!" Seeing Huo Yifei nodding, everyone threw him into the sky excitedly, "You are so awesome, brother, hahaha..." Huo Yifei experienced the power of these "bandits" for the first time. A unique way to celebrate and enjoy it.
"Master, I will never call you a coward again! Wait, why did you look so lifeless just now?"
"Brother, do you think it's easy to make alchemy? All it consumes is my own spiritual power. I'm almost starving to death, and you don't even prepare anything to eat." If he doesn't enter Nanqi, he may never have another chance in this life. , this pill almost exhausted his spiritual power.
"The food is here." Sirius came over carrying a red sandalwood tray with a bowl of delicious food on it.
Suzuxing looked at Sirius in shock: "Boss, what did you do?" The boss didn't seem to know how to cook.
"Don't worry, Captain Sha made it. Eat it quickly."
"Okay." Huo Yifei looked at the poor-looking bowl of noodles in front of him, picked up a mouthful and put it into his mouth. Suddenly, his face turned blue, it was so salty!
However, he still endured and ate one bite after another. These people couldn't find an exit, and they were willing to wash their hands and make soup in order to leave.
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Everyone was squeezing their heads trying to get through the air to protect them.
In three dimensions, Zuo Yang looked down at Chang Ping's mess, took out the beads from his pocket, and the two beads instantly moved downwards with the force of electric light, bursting out two different beams of light, and soon a moon-green purse It fell into Zuo Yang's hands.
The crooked flat surface on top was also dirty and messy at this time, "What a pity."
Looking at the world below, there is no longer Changping, nor any excess. Boryeong City and Jiwon City, which were originally separated by Changping, are now closely side by side, as if Changping has never appeared.
"Go back." Bao Ri happily jumped down from the clouds, caught Zuo Yang, and flew towards the underground palace.
Underground Palace, "Madam, I'm back." Seeing Wuyou standing outside waiting for him, Zuo Yang hurriedly took her hand and walked into the underground palace, "Did everything go well?"
"Well, look." He spread out his palms. The worn Qinglingwan silk bag had long lost its former luster. She remembered that this bag could reflect light of ten colors. At this time, there were holes the size of pinholes everywhere. , and broken threads.
"Girl, let's ask the master if it can be repaired. Let's go." The two walked into the depths of the underground palace together.
"Master, the Qinglingwansi bag is broken." As soon as he approached the stone room, Wuyou cried sadly to Xiao Qingshui.
"My little You'er is good, don't be sad, let the master take a look first." As soon as the purse was sent over, it was snatched away.
"Tsk, tsk, this embroiderer is so..." Before Zhong Shan could finish his words, he saw Xiao Qingshui looking like he wanted to kill someone, and he immediately swallowed back the ugly word.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run. Only in this way can you survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
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For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo ho, ho ho!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and search me for me."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the credit of the ten of us."
