Master, you think too much

Having said that, the pseudo-young monk was still a little guilty.

This room looks gloomy and frightening. It is perfect for kidnapping or mutilating corpses... I don't know how many levels my cultivation base is inferior to "Senior".If I really started to do it, I'm afraid I won't be able to run even if I want to.

In a blink of an eye, he comforted himself, nothing happened, if senior really wanted to kill him, he could have done it long ago, why wait until now?

Don't you want something from me?

The pseudo-young cultivator whose brains were never inferior to those of Sangzi raised his head and glanced at Su Boli, who had a stinky face.

Emma, ​​why do you feel that "senior" is still going to kill me?

Thinking so wildly, he stepped into the room cautiously, Su Boli also squeezed into the room, and closed the door behind him with a snap.

The pseudo-young monk's heart tightened suddenly, and he felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and goose bumps popped up one by one.

His premonition is getting worse and worse, what is "senior" doing?

Murder and arson?Or rob money and sex?

...But with my old face, seniors shouldn't like it, right?

He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and asked cautiously, "Ex, senior?"

Su Boli responded, "...Huh?"

The pseudo-young monk heaved a sigh of relief, and followed the voice.

The heartbeat stopped suddenly.

Two pairs of yellowish-green animal eyes were staring at him faintly, one big and one small, one high and one low.

What is this monster?

The pseudo-young monk was taken aback.

Is this the purpose of the "predecessors"?Is it?

Hey!Alas!I will die at the mouth of monsters!

"Okay, okay, don't scare people..." The pseudo-young monk suddenly heard a man say this in a helpless and somewhat gloating tone.

Slightly dazed, after a "creaking" sound, the two large wooden windows at the back of the house were erected, and the sunlight leaked in through the wooden windows, making the whole room instantly bright and dignified.

It turns out that this house is not closed...

The pseudo-young monk paused in his heart, suddenly felt humiliated by being tricked, and made a gesture to leave.However, looking around, he found that he couldn't go anymore!

The room was bare, with wooden floors and no furniture.

"Senior" was leaning against the window, and was about to open the carved Ming grid on the window.A man in black with pale skin stood guard outside the door, with a cold face and thin golden pupils!

The pseudo-young cultivator thought for a while, this guy is a monster in shape, that's right!That original body is probably a lizard...

In the middle stands a glazed alchemy furnace about fifteen feet high with a round belly and two ears. Beside the alchemy furnace is a giant tiger, and on the lid of the furnace sits a majestic kitten.He squinted, Yo, isn't this the pretty little white cat that seduced him (thought he)?

Seeing the uneasiness in his eyes, Yanhu decided to say hello first, "Well, first of all, you don't need to cover your chest... We really don't think too much about you..."

"..."

"Hey, so who, we have no malicious intentions, as long as you help us do something, we will definitely not embarrass you!"

Sangzi frowned tightly, why do these words sound so familiar?

Whoops, remember, that's what mean villains say when they threaten decent people...

This can't be done, my apprentice is decent, how can he speak the lines of the villain!

The little milk cat glared at Yanhu, jumped down, and landed firmly on its big head.

Sang Zi changed to lie on the head of the Flaming Tiger, grinning, revealing eight... four white fangs, eyes half-closed mildly (I think) and howling at him faintly and full of emotion voice.

"Meow~"

What is your last name?

The pseudo-young monk trembled in fright, what did he see?

That soft, cute, beautiful, and spirited little white cat actually bared its fangs at him!

He also stared at himself gloomyly, and howled sharply at himself like a threat!

The corners of Su Boli's mouth twitched, and he walked forward and hugged Master in his arms, and asked politely and coldly, "What's your name?"

How dare the fake young monk not answer, "Li Ming."

"Meow meow."

Li Ming?

"..."

Su Boli didn't know how to express the meaning of the master, so he had to ask another way, "Why are you called this name?"

"Ah? This?" There was shyness on his face, "Because my father's surname is Li... When I was a mortal, my family was poor, and I couldn't afford a fortune teller to choose a good name, so I simply licked the name after the surname. Later, at the first birthday banquet, my father asked the teacher in the village to help me write out my name, and prepared to paste it on the banquet. The teacher mistakenly wrote my "name" as "Ming", and my father saw "Ming" "The character is several times more than the word 'name', and I was happy, so I changed the name to 'Li Ming'."

Sang Zi shook her ears, thinking that these parents are so casual...

Yanhu couldn't hear it, so he simply stopped listening, and asked directly, "Are you an alchemist?"

Li Ming nodded, but said modestly, "I'm not talented, I can practice a few pills at most, I can't be called an alchemist."

Yanhu didn't believe him. If he really didn't have much ability, would those guys from Mu Yunzong invite him?

"Oh, no talent, help me make a pill."

"..."

Jin Mo shot Yanhu a sideways glance, this guy actually talked about such an important matter like a joke.

At critical moments, it has to rely on gold and ink to support the scene.

So it said, "Have you ever refined a golden elixir?"

This shapeshifting monster looks too dangerous!Being stared at by it like this, Li Ming always felt as if his throat would be bitten off in the next second.

Li Ming rubbed his arms unconsciously, and answered honestly, "I've practiced."

"I can't tell, but he's still a ruthless character." Yanhu interjected.

"Shut up!" Jin Mo snapped back.

"No, it's not what you think." Li Ming hurriedly explained, "I didn't take the pill from a living body...some guy brought the corpse of a Golden Core cultivator to find me to refine it!"

"How many times have you practiced? How many times have you succeeded? How many times have you failed?"

"Practiced six times, failed six times..."

"..." You were lucky not to be beaten to death!

Su Boli worriedly patted the little milk cat's head, "Master, let's change."

Substitution, who to replace?

This guy is playing with them!

Sang Zi jumped down from Su Boli's arms, circled around Li Ming twice, and finally stopped at his feet.

Li Ming's hands were itchy, and she was about to hug it.Sangzi showed the tip of her claws, and scratched three deep scratches on the log floor with a "chi la chi la".

"..."

Seeing this, Li Ming shrank her hands in embarrassment.

Sangzi stared at him closely, and tickled Su Boli on his left with his little paw, "Meow—"

Su Boli understood, and took out the ebony box about one and a half feet long and tied with golden silk thread that he had prepared earlier from the space bracelet and handed it to Li Ming.

Li Ming looked at the box suspiciously, but did not reach out to take it.

Su Boli squatted down and presented the box in front of Master.The furry little paw flicked the box, raised the tip of the claw to push away the golden thread tied to the box, and then pretended to lick the paw casually.

Li Ming's eyes widened. This box contained the Ice Spirit Fruit, First Baby Fruit, Spirit Cultivation Grass and several high-level crystals that he wanted!

Then the box snapped shut.

Then Su Po said without changing his expression, "This is part of the thank you gift. If you help us complete this matter, you can also ask the owner of the inn for 80 high-grade spirit stones."

"I, I, I..."

"If it wasn't for the teacher... the little milk cat appointed you to do it, I would find another person... Well, if you really don't want to, forget it."

"I'm willing! I'm willing! It's just refining a golden elixir. I've even refined it for a Nascent Soul cultivator!" Li Ming said confidently, patting his chest badge.

Su Boli was overjoyed, "Successful?"

"Failed."

"..."

Master, should we switch to someone else?

After Li Ming carefully packed the ebony box, he turned his head and asked Su Boli with a smile, "Are you going to be a monk at the alchemy stage? Or at the Nascent Soul stage?"

Why does this sound so uncomfortable... Sang Zi frowned.

Just ask, do you want to eat children?Or eat adults...

Su Boli said, "Is it okay for those who are in the stage of transforming gods?"

Li Ming blinked, and his face became more and more serious, "I've never tried it before, how would I know... No! Where did you get the body of a cultivator in the transformation stage? Are you from the Muyun Sect?"

Sangzi turned her head slightly, and squeezed her eyes hard at Yanhu.

Yanhu slapped his forehead, and nonsense seriously, "Yes, yes! The person in front of you is the most senior elder of Mu Yunzong, nicknamed "Wuzhi"...Because he has been practicing in closed doors all year round and doesn't care about human affairs, you may not have heard said."

Li Ming suddenly realized, "So...how about you, brother?"

"Of course I'm his blood contract monster!"

"What about it? It looks weird..." Li Ming pointed to Jin Mo who was leaning towards the door expressionlessly.

"Oh, recently my master raised cats and ran into a financial deficit, so he just caught this monster in shape and is going to sell it—at least 180 high-grade spirit stones!"

"All right, can you sell me?"

Yanhu was surprised, "Drink with wine?"

"..."

Before the topic got to "the specific way to eat gold ink", Sangzi scratched three scratch marks on the log floor with sawdust...

Shut up one by one.

After walking to the burner, Su Boli flashed into the hut in the portable space and carried the master's body out of the space by the waist, and then carried it out from behind the burner.

"This is the cultivator at the transformation stage who blew up Mu Yunzong a few days ago? I heard that he is still a cultivator of Yunzong...Let me take a look on the ground."

Silently, Su Boli held the dead body halfway to the shoulder with one hand, and slowly tore off his clothes with the other hand and spread it on the ground, carefully placing the dead body on it.

Li Ming stepped forward and tore open the lapel of the corpse, apparently ready to strip the corpse naked.

"Stop! Don't be rude!" Su Boli was shocked.

"Alas?" Li Ming got up and quickly spread his hands to defend, "Don't look at me like that, what can I think about a half-cooked corpse - just to check whether his corpse is complete or not."

Su Boli didn't think much of it, for him, the master's fart was delicious...even if it was a half-cooked corpse...it was very familiar!