Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 118: Yellow Rice (asking for monthly tickets at the end of the month)
ruins.

a mess.

He Dianli, with a pale face, moved cautiously among the corpses, his eyes filled with fear.

The cost of eating at Jilefang is quite high.

Most of the people who can come here are of noble status.

This time...

Heavy casualties!

The commotion in Jilefang was so loud that it must have alerted others, and people from the government office arrived quickly.

However, the current situation is obviously not something they can handle.

"grown ups."

Feng Hongda, covered in blood and with his left arm missing, knelt on the ground and unfolded the scrolls in front of him:

"The fortune teller appears noble in public, but secretly commits all kinds of evil."

"He transformed many women into paintings for others to enjoy and earn gold and silver. Here are the wives of the Wang family and the concubines of the Zhou family..."

"Shut up!" He Dianli's face changed drastically.

"Put your things away quickly!"

Ok?
Feng Hongda was stunned, and saw many people around him pricked up their ears and looked at him quietly, which made him feel panicky.

Many of the women in the scroll have special identities. If this were to be spread out, who knows what kind of disaster it would bring.

Maybe someone can bear the consequences, but not him.

He Dianli is no good either!

"Mr. Zhu."

A yamen runner asked:
"When did you come here?"

"I, Zhu, have an appointment with Xing Suanzi to see the painting of the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts today, and I have come here as invited." Zhu Ju said:
"Fortunately, I got a breakthrough by chance."

?

The bailiff immediately shut up.

A breakthrough means that the other party has become a mage. If he is a mage, he is no longer someone that an ordinary yamen runner like him can question.

"Look!"

Someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed:

"what is that?"

"Shut up!"

He Dianli took a step forward and shook off his long sleeves:

"General Wan is here."

Yidu General Wan Zhengyang!
Everyone became solemn upon hearing this, and their eyes looking towards the sky were filled with awe and uneasiness.

The night was hazy.

A red light came from far away and flew from high altitude.

Take a closer look.

The red light was actually the figure of a living person.

Fly in the air!

Zhu Ju's heart couldn't help but beat wildly when he saw this scene. This was a method that even those in the late stage of Qi training might not be able to master.

In the main world, only Taoist monks can truly fly in the air without the help of external objects.

Do not!
wrong!

Zhu Ju shook his head slightly.

The red light was not caused by a human figure flying into the sky, but by a ghost lifting the figure up, allowing it to fly high in the sky.

This method is more like using magical tools.

"My son!"

Before he landed on the ground, Wan Zhengyang let out a mournful roar, and the red light dissipated in the sky, revealing the figure of an armored general.

The man was of handsome appearance, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was wearing a suit of bright silver armor and a bright red cloak.

There was an unusual murderous intent in his majesty.

"General Wan."

He Dianli hurried forward, clasped his hands and said:

"I am Wan Youfu, a yamen official. I heard something happened at Jilefang and was ordered to come here to investigate."

"My son!"

Wan Zhengyang ignored his meaning, shook his cloak, and a gust of wind wrapped around his body rushed towards Wan Zian's body.

He cried loudly while holding the body that was broken into several pieces, and sadness filled the whole place.

"General..." The two people traveling with Wan Zian looked pale, and one of them stammered:
"It's a row operator..."

"I know you two." Wan Zhengyang looked up and looked at them expressionlessly:

"You often accompany Zi'an to have fun. Although it may seem lazy, as long as Zi'an is happy, it's fine."

"but……"

"You shouldn't have brought him to such a dangerous place."

"General!" The two men fell to their knees with a thud, their bodies swaying.

"Jilefang has always been safe."

"Safe?" Wan Zhengyang shook his head:

"Then why did my son die?"

"General!" The two men seemed to have anticipated something. They kowtowed frantically with fear in their eyes.
"Spare your life, spare your life!"

"Zi'an often keeps you by his side, he must like you very much." Wan Zhengyang said slowly:
"In that case, you should go down and accompany him."

"Shh!"

Two red shadows jumped out from the cloak behind him, pounced on the two people, and then returned to the cloak.

The two people who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing had turned into two piles of bones in the space of a breath, and all the blood, flesh and skin in their bodies had disappeared.

This method...

Zhu Ju's eyebrows moved slightly.

Somewhat scary!
"Ok?"

Killing two people was nothing to Wan Zhengyang, but for some reason he suddenly stopped collecting the bodies.

Then his body trembled slightly, and an aura of anger, unwillingness and despair emerged from him.

"This……"

He Dianli was standing nearby, his eyes wide open:

"Parasitic Demon Bee!"

what?
Zhu Ju was stunned.

Could it be that Wan Zian also has a parasitic demon bee in his head?

"what!"

Wan Zhengyang suddenly roared to the sky, then turned into a red light and soared into the sky, heading straight for the general's mansion.

His speed was astonishing, and he passed by more than ten miles in a flash.

"Bitch!"

Standing above the side courtyard, Wan Zhengyang's expression was distorted. He shook his cloak suddenly, and red shadows pounced downwards.

This scene made everyone in the side courtyard look drastically different.

"master!"

"what are you doing?"

"General, please spare my life, please spare my life!"

"..."

The shouts and pleas for mercy from the crowd did not stop Wan Zhengyang. The red shadow quickly swept over all the living people in the yard.

Including one of the ladies who was dressed in gorgeous clothes.

"who is it?"

Wan Zhengyang's eyes twitched. The blood shadow not only brought back his essence, energy, and blood, but also brought back some remaining memories. Soon.

His gaze fixed.

"Zhushan Temple!"

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main world.

Longshou Peak.

"The grudges between life and death are endless..."

Shaking his head, Zhu Ju took out a long black whip, waved it casually and put it aside.

"But Xingsuanzi is really poor!"

As the owner of Ji Le Fang, he was said to be making a fortune every day, but in the end he did not leave a penny after his death.

No wonder people often ask him for money.

After Xing Suanzi's death, apart from some magic secrets, Zhu Ju only got a long whip with a little spiritual power, some spiritual jade, and some incomplete skills.

As for the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons...

It was taken away by people from the yamen.

This item belongs to the Tiandu Sect. If it falls into his hands, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

"It seems that all the benefits that Xing Suanzi has gained over the years have been taken away by the person behind him. He is indeed a miserable person."

Set your mind.

Zhu Ju sat cross-legged on the cushion, practicing his skills silently.

Mage!

The power of the soul far exceeds that of a sorcerer, and the perception of the outside world is more acute.

No need to open your eyes.

Zhu Ju could sense every movement within a radius of ten feet, as if he were observing the lines on the palm of his hand.

It is said.

The great wizard can sense a distance of thirty feet and can overturn objects weighing over a hundred pounds with just a thought.

"A congenital Qi cultivator perceives the outside world with their Qi and skin, but a mage seems to have opened a third eye."

"In terms of spiritual agility, he is far superior to the Xiantian Qi Refiner."

At this time, when he activated the jade hairpin again, the speed was nearly twice as fast as before, and the changes were even more subtle, almost reaching the point where it would happen as soon as he thought about it.

"For me, after breaking through to become a mage, the speed of practicing the Five Mountains True Form Energy will also increase due to the increase in spiritual power."

"Sword skills..."

"Not only swordsmanship, but all martial arts will be more powerful."

"And they are more sensitive to murderous intent and hostility, so there's no need to worry about a sudden sneak attack."

Zhu Ju smiled and gently touched his brows:

"The biggest benefit is that it's like opening an extra acupoint. The internal Qi will far surpass that of a Qi cultivator who has just entered the Xiantian stage, and the eye acupoints will be able to open earlier."

original.

He felt that it would take at least one and a half to two years to open the first eye, but now it was not necessary.

When the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows was opened, the eye orifices were stimulated and vibrated, and the progress suddenly increased dramatically.

Within a few months.

When there is hope open.

"The powerful power of the soul can refine the essence of heaven and earth and the flesh of monsters faster, increasing your cultivation."

"If I become a great wizard..."

Not to mention the mysterious spells in the world of magic, the collateral benefits brought by the breakthrough are enough to be gratifying.

I thought about it.

Zhu Ju stood up and walked out of the courtyard.

…………

"Senior Brother Ge."

"Junior Brother Zhu."

Ge Wen is an inner disciple of the Dragon Head lineage. He is over seventy years old and has the ability to break through the three orifices.

With his talent and strength, he shouldn't be admitted into the inner sect.

However, he is gifted in alchemy, and currently nearly half of the elixirs of the Dragon Head lineage are produced by him.

Such an achievement.

Not to mention an inner disciple, even giving him the status of a core disciple would not be excessive.

"In less than half a year, I can already see spiritual energy flowing through Junior Brother. This is a sign that his spiritual orifice is about to open."

Ge Wen stroked his beard lightly and exclaimed:
"Junior brother is so gifted, so enviable!"

"Brother, thank you for your praise." Zhu Ju bowed.
"It's all thanks to the help of the sect."

When it comes to martial arts practice, his talent is far inferior to that of magic, and this progress is also a side benefit of the breakthrough in magic.

Well……

There is also frequent consumption of monster meat.

"Brother, do you have something to ask me?"

Ge Wen blinked:

"Junior Brother Zhu is a renowned ascetic monk. If he had nothing to do, he wouldn't have come to my house."

"Brother, you're joking." Zhu Ju coughed dryly and took out two prescriptions from his pocket:
"It's true."

"Junior brother, I accidentally got two ancient prescriptions. I am a little confused about the medicinal ingredients and pharmacology, so I came to ask for your advice."

"Oh!" Hearing it was an ancient recipe, Ge Wen became interested and sat up straight, reaching out to take it.

"Let me see."

"Bright Soul Soup, Clear Spirit Pill..."

"The name of this herb seems a little off, but since it's an ancient recipe, it should have been renamed."

He muttered a few words to himself, and his rough fingers slowly moved across the formula, sometimes frowning, sometimes showing a look of realization.

a long time.

Ge Wencai slowly put down the pill recipe in his hand.

"Junior Brother, there are many herbs in these two ancient recipes with strange names. I have never heard of them before, so I can only guess and use medicines with similar effects as substitutes."

Zhu Ju nodded.

These two prescriptions come from the world of magic, and the medicinal ingredients inside them would be strange if you had heard of them.

"But medical principles are common, and the reason is not difficult." Ge Wen continued:

"The ancient recipe states that it should be effective in strengthening the spirit and soul. If Junior Brother wants to make it, it is not impossible."

"that is……"

“It’s worth a lot of money!”

"Oh!" Zhu Ju frowned:
"Expensive?"

"Of course." Ge Wen nodded.
"Strengthening the spirit and soul is useless for most Xiantian Qi cultivators, but it is extremely important for Daoist cultivators."

"So most of these medicinal herbs are very expensive. Junior Brother Anshenxiang must have used them before. Among them are the residues of the medicinal herbs that Senior Daoji used to refine."

Is that so?

Zhu Ju looked disappointed.

It seems that the plan to fleece the main world is not feasible. The Taoist monks here also need to nourish their souls.

Than wealth,
How can he compare with that kind of people?

"However, Junior Brother's prescription is not very effective. If you want to achieve the same level of efficacy, there is no need to be so complicated."

Ge Wen said again:

"There is a kind of rice called yellow millet, which can also nourish the spirit when consumed."

"Although the price is not cheap, it is relatively good. This thing is grown in many places. You can ask around."

Zhu Ju's eyes lit up.

He will not forget what his roots are. He will definitely stop practicing the Five Mountains True Form Power in the main world. It is best to increase the power of his soul by taking medicine.

(End of this chapter)