[Wearing Books] Those Years When I Was a Heartthrob

Zhenqixuan has a very good reputation. It is a thousand-year-old store with high quality and low price.

Yi Zhizhou took a fancy to the protective cover of Zhenqixuan, and there was a small porcelain bottle on the shelf.The protective cover is already the treasure of the town store, and it must be a good thing to put together.

"Boss, what is this?" Yi Zhizhou pointed to the ordinary little porcelain bottle.

"This is the Purple Jade Pill. This medicine is very good. All monks below the stage of transformation can heal minor injuries. Even if you hurt your life, this medicine can keep you alive for three years."

"But this medicine is also tasteless, because the raw materials are too expensive, and the expensive ones will die. Where can monks below the transformation stage afford it, and it has little effect if it is above the transformation stage. It has been in my place for two years, but it has not been sold. .”

"It's the elixir of Palace Master Shen's early years. If it's not too tasteless, it won't be unsold."

Yi Zhizhou thought, that suits me!

Although I am just a cannon fodder, the difference between me and the majority of cannon fodder comrades is that I have money!

Erotic pictures make a fortune, you are worth having.

And this is Shen Xuzhou's work, even though he is a pervert.But in the early stage when the protagonist is not strong enough to cover the sky with one hand, he is the only master of alchemy.

Produced by Shen Xuzhou, the quality is guaranteed!

Yi Zhizhou happily put the bottle of Ziyu Wan and the protective cover into the newly bought storage ring.

Extremely resistant gold and jade texture, high-quality protection, a must for wealthy monks in the new era.Yi Zhizhou looked at his equipment and thought it was really cool!

When they returned to Xiaoyaomen, the sect competition was coming to an end, and there were only seven people left on the stage.

"Zhizhou, come here as a teacher." Daoist Qingsong waved at Yi Zhizhou who was far away, and asked him, "Why don't you go? There is no way to be indifferent to fame and wealth."

"Usually I'll go, it's like this every year, but it's boring." Yi Zhizhou poured tea for Master Qingsong.

"My little friend's words are wonderful. Wouldn't it be more interesting if you don't care about life or death?" Shen Xuzhou's voice was indifferent.

Only then did Yi Zhizhou have the opportunity to raise his eyes to look at him, Shen Xuzhou loved to wear red, the red was too strong, an ordinary person would be overwhelmed by this color.

Either old-fashioned or gaudy.But he looks good in clothes, his complexion is very beautiful, and he is all over the country.

"No way!" Yi Zhizhou shouted anxiously.

Shen Xuzhou raised his eyebrows, and said gently: "Then forget it."

His bones are amazing, and his eyes are moving, which should be touching and ambiguous.But he has a stern temperament, and when the two get mixed up, it becomes a silent scrutiny.

Yi Zhizhou didn't dare to look at him, but turned his head away, pretending not to see him.As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard that old rascal Chu Zeyuan say: "Reverend Qingsong, I don't know if all of you Xiaoyaomen disciples like to act like a baby?"

Chu Zeyuan was looking at him, but Yi Zhizhou hurriedly avoided his mocking gaze, not daring to grab the master's talk.

Fortunately, Master Qingsong only thought that Chu Zeyuan was suffering from a daily illness, and said flatly, "Of course not, the suzerain is thinking too much, isn't he taking medicine?"

Chu Zeyuan ignored the thorns in his words, touched his chin and looked at Yi Zhizhou, smiled at Yi Zhizhou with malicious intentions, and said meaningfully: "Really?"

Yi Zhizhou was going to be pissed off by this big hooligan!

What does it matter to you!Acting like a baby and eating your rice, you have such wide management, are you an urban management? !

Seeing that he was angry like a kitten with fried fur, Chu Zeyuan smiled happily, and turned to watch the fight on the stage.Yi Zhizhou also went to see it, but his heart skipped a beat.

Obviously, it's obviously not like this in the original book!

The original book only said that although it was difficult for the junior brother to win, but because of his solid cultivation, he didn't suffer any injuries.

But here, it was covered in bruises.

The noise of people, the clashing of metals, the crackling sound and the conversation of lowly disciples.

Even though it was so noisy, Yi Zhizhou saw his little junior brother at the first time.He stood on the stage, drenched in blood, but still looked at each other from a distance, talking softly.

"Brother, don't worry." Yi Zhizhou heard the boy who swung a sword in the distance say.

Where there was a deafening thud, Yi Zhizhou pressed his heart, it can't be like this.

Meng Xingtan watched his senior brother frown and said nothing, he knocked down Shen Chaosui with a sword, and the three sticks of incense had arrived, Meng Xingtan came to the stage to receive the reward.He looked at Yi Zhizhou, showing a gentle smile.

Daoist Qingsong also felt distressed, didn't say a few words on the scene, and hurriedly asked Yi Zhizhou to support Meng Xingtan to rest.

Seeing his heartless smile, Yi Zhizhou was angry and anxious, and helped him back to Haitang State.

"Why is the injury so serious?" Yi Zhizhou looked at the slightly hideous wound on his back, fed him a purple jade pill, and then ground the elixir into powder and applied it on the wound.

Fortunately, Shen Xuzhou is a man of real talent and learning, and after a while, Meng Xingtan is fine.

"Brother, I feel pain." Meng Xingtan whispered.

"It hurts, hurts, but I'm embarrassed to talk about it. Is this your usual strength? Seeing a beautiful girl, did you show mercy?" These words were so sour that he didn't even think of it.

"I didn't, I -- I changed to swordsmanship." Meng Xingtan lowered his eyes and argued aggrievedly.

Revise the way of the sword? !There is such a thing. In the original book, Meng Xingtan practiced the way of unfeeling at first, but he is a stallion novelist after all, and the stallion writer majors in the way of unfeeling.

His mind was unstable, so he changed to swordsmanship.

It's just that this was the first time Meng Xingtan's double cultivation had been backlashed after the treasure hunt in the secret realm.

Is Meng Xingtan tempted so quickly?