The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Guapi Mozun felt that the information provided by Jiang Liuyue was of great value.

There are quite a few limitations to relying on driving the forbidden magic circle to make the skeleton of the ancient powerful re-grow five internal organs and fleshly bodies. In addition to requiring tens of thousands of vigor to be used as the energy source to drive the forbidden magic circle, there is also a crucial condition that the tens of thousands of vigor must be absorbed at the same time as the magic circle is opened.

So, this is an excellent opportunity.

Before, the old devil had been having a headache about this. But now, it has finally been resolved.

Jiang Liuyue pursed her lips: "No matter what, Lord Mozun still has to be careful. After all, the killing Taoist is already in a state of sanctification..."

"The fleshly body is sanctified? It doesn't exist! The exclusive fleshly body of this seat was actually a little bit closer to being sanctified in the flesh. As long as that fleshly body can be recovered, and this seat is tempered a little, it can also be sanctified. Cultivating the Holy Body. By then, who else in this world will be able to bear me?"

Above the boundary pillar, the old devil in the face of the stone ghost sneered: "Before, I let that junior get a little bit of a bargain. But it's okay, everything is under the control of this seat... Speaking of which, before I let that Is there any news about the auspicious three treasures you went to inquire about?"

"The golden rope is not there yet." Jiang Liuyue shook her head: "But the Seven-Star Sword is said to have fallen into the hands of the dead senior. Back then, in front of that convenience store, someone came to collect those takeaways. The soul-stirring pharmacist is the one under his command."

"Well, this matter needs to be paid more attention." The old devil nodded and said.

He was planning a plan to collect the three auspicious treasures. When Immortal Zhenyuan asked the world to find these three treasures, no one had been able to successfully collect them.

In fact, the Zijin Gourd has always been in his own hands. As long as he can collect the remaining two pieces, the old devil will be able to witness the respect of the Zhenyuan Immortal with his own eyes.

What does the legendary Zhenyuan Immortal look like? This is something that the old devil is more curious about...

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Speaking of which, it had been a few days since Rou Xie received the order from his master, Old Antique, to find his senior brother. I don't know if it's because of the change in the character of the senior brother, Rou Xie always feels that his senior brother has become a lot more mysterious than before. In the past, as long as the flower pants were hung outside, the senior brother would be able to come to the door in a few days. But now, Thief Xie felt that the flowery pants were no longer his senior brother's weakness.

Because the whereabouts of the Daoist who killed were uncertain, it took several days for Thief Evil to find the nearest foothold of his senior brother.

There is an old town in Jinghua City, which was built when Huaxiu Kingdom was just founded, and there are large tracts of cheese-shaped buildings in it. On this day, in front of an already quite old tube building, a tall young man in black long-sleeved jeans appeared here. The young man wore a black peaked cap and suppressed his white hair.

There is a saying that the masters are among the people, and this is not true at all.

The young man looked at the dilapidated Tongzilou in front of him, and had a nostalgic feeling. Back then, he and his senior brother were selected in this cakehouse, and then followed the master to practice. They have no relatives and no reason, they are all orphans, who knows that so many years have passed in the blink of an eye...

The young man stood in front of the tube tower with a little emotion in his heart.

Entering the Tongzilou, the young people could see the daily life of the residents here. Most of the residents of the Tongzilou are poor people, not cultivators. However, according to Huaxiuguo's investigations over the years, the happiness index of these ordinary people in the Tongzilou is the highest, even far exceeding those of the cultivators living in the luxury villa area.

You must know that there are many cultivators who spend money like dirt and regard money as dung. Just like the immortals of Toya and Sansheng, who bought a house and a building at any time, they spent thousands of dollars in a wave of their hands. However, the vast majority of cultivators will feel emptiness and anxiety, especially when the state reaches the bottleneck, this anxiety will become more and more obvious.

The young man used his spiritual sense to search for a while in the cupcake building, and finally felt a familiar breath in the herb garden behind the cupboard building.

The young man smiled slightly and moved closer to the past. He saw from a distance at the end of the path along the Hundred Herb Garden, there was an old wooden square. The plaque on the square was a little cracked. , you can see the words "Sanwei Shuwu" written on it. This is a public library that can rent books to all the residents of Tongzilou nearby.

In front of the Sanwei Bookstore, a middle-aged man was sitting. The middle-aged man was a bit Mediterranean with a few scars on his scalp. He was leaning on a bamboo chair and reading the newspaper. When he came to the bookstore, he saw that this man was picking his feet...

The young man pretended not to know, lowered his head and leaned over slowly, his breath instantly hidden.

"Whoosh!" A silver needle as thin as a hairspring was ejected from the fingertips while the young man passed by the middle-aged man.

After a few seconds of silence, the middle-aged man leaning on the bamboo chair put down the newspaper, holding a silver needle in his mouth.

"Junior Brother... I haven't seen you for such a long time, and your skill has regressed again?" The middle-aged man never spoke, relying on ventriloquism to speak.

The young man pointed at his feet, and the middle-aged man suddenly realized, looking at his feet, he found that his pair of flip-flops had disappeared, and when he looked back, he was being carried by the young man in his hands.

Both suddenly laughed.

"Junior Brother, your finger strength has declined a lot, but your kung fu has improved a lot." The Daoist Killer smiled, got up from the bamboo chair with bare feet, and fixedly looked at the young man in front of him: "What do you want me to do? ?"

"Master has something to entrust us with. I've been looking for senior brother for several days... I didn't expect senior brother to read books here?"

"My royal intelligence spy is working as an administrator in this Sanwei Bookstore, and he went to help me spy on intelligence. That's why he only watched the scene for a few days in the past two days." The Daoist Killer said.

Thief: "What information?"

Daoist Killing: "I found out that someone has been impersonating me!"

Thief: "..."

Daoist Slaughter: "I've been aware of this for a long time, but I've been looking for clues. The kid who pretended to be me was quite skilled... I couldn't find any clues. The incident of the takeaway's disappearance two days ago , It is said that someone pretended to be me to investigate... I hope this impostor will not be caught by me!"

"..."

Robbery: "Speaking of which, Senior Brother...Are you immune to flowery pants now? You would appear when you hung your pants on the drying rack a few times before."

"Hey, Shizun really thinks that wearing pants can threaten me for the rest of my life? As a top killer, I have already overcome this weakness!"

The slaughtering Taoist smiled slightly, and then pulled down his pants: "Haha... see? Now, I choose not to wear it!"

Rou Xie silently covered his eyes: "..." He felt that his retina had collapsed!

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