Chapter 138: Young monk (2/2)

”Zhangjia buns, Zhangjia buns with a bite of skin and a bite of oil.”

As soon as I walked into the city, Zi Yan heard a noisy voice, which was called selling, shouting, and even more.

Stalls, selling medicine stones, selling snacks, but also everything, the level of excitement, far more than the imagination of purple.

When I first entered the city gate, I didn’t go far. Ziyan saw a booth on the roadside. Many of them were sold with herbs, and some places where weapons and weapons were sold.

On both sides of the road, all kinds of light are scattered, colorful, and the treasures are bright and colorful.

Here, elixir can be seen everywhere, and there are hundreds of years of elixir.

Nothing is idle, Zi Yan is also looking down and interested.

”Thousands of magic palms turned out to be second-rate combat skills.”

”Caiyun palm!”

A variety of combat techniques can be seen everywhere, abound, which makes the purple pipa more unexpected, apparently just entering the Cangli City, you can see this kind of goods, then those formal storefronts, obviously more extraordinary.

When I came to Cangli City, in addition to killing Lingyun, Zijing also looked for some elixir resources to make breakthroughs in their own strength.

The local medicine is everywhere, and the purple scorpion is also one by one to see if it can find some useful.

At present, he is innate, and the district's century-old elixir has not been used much, and it needs a thousand years of elixir.

The price of elixir is not expensive. For less than five hundred years, only a dozen pieces of broken yuan stones, as far as seven hundred years or less, are not less than one piece of Yuanshi.

Along the way, I saw a lot of elixir, Zi Yan was very disappointed, there is no need for him, there are many elixir here, but there is no millennium elixir.

”If you want a thousand-year-old medicine, go to the Treasure House and come here to make fun of it.” A monk who was setting up a stall, turned to look at the purple eyes.

Zixiao smiled and asked about the direction of the Treasure Pavilion.

”The first time I came to Cangli City, I went straight from here, and I could even get through two intersections.” The monk's look eased a lot.

Purple is grateful and ready to leave.

”This little donor still wants to stay.” A voice rang from behind the purple.

The purple sable turned and saw a young monk coming to this side. He was wearing a sly, full of faces, and very kind.

”Is there something?” The purple voice is indifferent, and the heart is a little greasy. The other person's age is not too big. It is absolutely beyond 30, but he is called a small donor. His current dress, how to recruit is also twenty-five or six years old. .

”The old man has a thing here, the little donor may use it.” The young monk smiled slightly, and the oversized swaying swayed, blocking his fat body.

”Daddy?” The purple cicada snorted and put on a look of old-fashioned autumn. ”Sorry, the old man does not buy anything.”

After that, don't wait for the monk to answer, turn around and leave.

”Hey!” The young monk glimpsed, and a flash of light flashed in the eye. He stepped forward and lowered his voice and said: ”I have a secret book here, I can change my appearance, change my face, and change my bones.”

The voice of the monk is very low, only the purple one can hear it.

”What do you mean?” Zi Yan stopped and looked at the young monk.

Although his own aptitude is not very good, but it is learned from the hands of the genius, no one has seen it yet, but this young monk, a pun, clearly sees that he is easy.

”Small donors don't misunderstand. I don't have any other meanings. I just got a secret book. I can easily shrink my bones. Today I have a relationship with a small donor. I decided to give it to you.” Young monk smiles and looks good. It’s a bit of a sorghum look.

“Just send it?” Zi Yan’s heart moved.

”Of course, I have to charge a small fee. After all, I have to practice in the whole grains, and the Buddha wants to scent the oil.” Young monk is still a veteran tone.

”The liar!” Zi Yan was cold and left again.

”Small donors stay, you and I are destined to have a fate, how can I lie to the old man, this is the secret you know.” The monk chased it up, and the body fleshed.

”Not interested ~~ Zi Yan waved his hand and quickly left.

This monk is not simple. He can see through his easiness at a glance. He does not want to entangle with each other.

”The little donor stays!” The voice of the monk rang behind the purple.

”Sorry, I am not interested, you still find someone else, I don't have a Yuanshi.” The purple scorpion is faster, and the whole body is already emitting silver light.

”Little friends, you and I met today, it is also a fate, the monk will save you from the darkness.” The monk still insists.

”You don't want to follow me. I said that I have no interest, and there is no Yuanshi. You can give it to me for free.” Ziqitou did not return, and the silver flashing under his feet, the thunder and lightning have already appeared.

After walking for a long time, I didn't open the other side. This monk is not very simple. Zi Zi has a bad feeling in his heart. He wonders if the other party is a tripartite force.

”Small donors stay, you and I have a fate, can save you and the dark, free to send you why?” The voice of the young monk still sounds behind the purple, and as before, just behind him.

The foot of the thunder and lightning nine, the speed of the purple cicada far exceeds the general realm, but at this moment, there is no escape from a fat monk, the other party is like a skeleton, can not open, cold sweat instantly appears, purple cicada feels no wonderful.

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