"Speak quickly, how are you going to help me?"
When the two of them walked for a while, Shu Jin refused to run away. He didn't run away himself, and even stopped Zheng Wan from letting her run away. "That monkey in Mo Yunzong is the most cunning, and it's hard to lure out..."
Zheng Wan interrupted him:
"It's not difficult."
She looked him up and down, looked at Shujin until the hairs all over her body, subconsciously folded her arms:
"You, don't even think about it!"
Zheng Wan knew, he remembered.
In those two months of deep mist, when Zheng Wan met the little ancestor of the Haoran Sect for the first time, he was wearing a neon skirt and a hosta with ribbons. If it wasn't for the fact that his voice was tougher than a man's, she would almost have mistaken him for female.
Of course, when it comes to enchanting beauty, ordinary women are not as good as this crybaby.
"you can."
Zheng Wan propped her chin, walked around Shujin, "Go, change into the skirt you wore last time, and attract him here."
"I'm not going!"
"If you don't go, today's deal will be forgotten."
"You, you, you cross the river and tear down the bridge!"
Shujin was in a hurry, pointing at her for a long time, speechless.
"I'll take the soul-cultivating wood, you help me, and I also contribute, right?"
"yes."
Shu Jin nodded honestly.
"You want to teach that skinny monkey Mo Yunzong a lesson, I'll help you, can you do something yourself?"
"That's natural."
"Is this inconvenient?" Zheng Wan clapped her hands, "You act as bait to lure the snake out of its hole, and I'll clean him up for you, it's fair."
Shu Jin was taken aback by what was said, and scratched his head:
"Okay! I'm going! Isn't it just pretending to be a woman?"
He patted his chest and set up an isolation barrier, and poked his head out before he got through the barrier: "No peeking is allowed."
Zheng Wan said with a smile:
"dont see."
Shu Jin hid behind a tree to put on clothes, while Zheng Wan chatted with Granny Jin in her soul consciousness:
"Grandma, I got the soul nourishing wood."
On the contrary, Grandma Jin was not as urgent as before, and it took a long time to answer:
"Just get it."
The tone is a little light, and it seems that the interest is lacking.
Zheng Wan was a little strange, only thinking that she was feeling unhappy when she remembered the old things:
"Then the mother-in-law will be moved to the soul-cultivating tree?"
This time, the pause was longer than last time, and it took a long while before Grandma Jin said "Yes."
"Now, according to the formula I said, mark the soul-cultivating wood and store it in the dantian."
Zheng Wan did as she said, and felt light on her body, as if something was stripped from her consciousness and sank into her dantian.
"Mother-in-law? Mother-in-law?"
She felt a little uneasy for no reason, and a strange news she accidentally caught in the Sutra Pavilion suddenly flashed through her mind: the body of pure yin is used to nourish the soul, and half the effort will double the result. If it is supplemented with soul nourishing wood... it will be an excellent furnace...
Yes, Granny Jin is just a strand of soul. Since following him, she has been doing her best and has never harmed her heart, let alone use her as a furnace.
Zheng Wan spurned herself as a warlord, and the uneasiness in her heart disappeared, but at this moment, she thought of Cui Wang for no reason, not nostalgia, but nostalgia—
A person, after walking under the sun for a long time, can't help but miss the feeling of someone holding an umbrella for her.
Nothing to do with Fengyue, but...
Occasional weakness for it.
"Mother-in-law? Mother-in-law?"
Zheng Wan suppressed her confusion and weakness, and her soul consciousness sank into her dantian, but she saw a small man sitting on the floating soul-cultivating tree. Also from scratch, but still a little fuzzy.
The soul-nourishing wood continuously emits vitality, and the vitality is sucked into the body by the villain, constantly filling the vague soul body.
The villain gradually opened his eyes, but his voice was rough:
"Girl?"
Zheng Wan opened her mouth wide in surprise:
"Mother-in-law?"
The Granny Jin in her imagination should be an old man, she should have the wrinkles of an old man, the kindness of an old man, and the senility of an old man.
But in front of her, she was clearly a Taoist nun in her prime...
The facial features are still a little fuzzy, but Zhong Lingyuxiu can already be seen, but there is an indescribable sense of familiarity.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Granny Jin caressed her face, "Mortals like to say 'the color fades and the love runs away',... But most of the time, the complexion is still there, and Lang's mind has changed..."
Zheng Wan was about to ask again, but saw Shu Jin who had changed his clothes shyly stepped out from behind the tree:
"Zheng Wan, like, how?"
He pulled the hem uncomfortably, and the loose lady's gown fell on his big frame, which didn't seem to be out of place. His gorgeous face was blushing from the tip of his eyebrows to his eyes, as if he was extremely ashamed.
Zheng Wan had no choice but to press back the matter of Grandma Jin. After looking at it for a while, she felt that something was not enough, so she raised her sleeve and hit with an ice arrow. Scattered, was blown to the "fragrant cheeks" by the wind, showing a trace of amorous feelings, and then nodded in satisfaction:
"Go ahead."
After giving some instructions, the book went over to attract him, and sure enough, he attracted the lustful person. Zheng Wan captured him effortlessly, but the person was also a bachelor. When she saw it was her, she immediately knelt down. Beg for mercy:
"Grandma, grandma, please spare me!"
"Which one is your aunt?"
Zheng Wan sealed his Yuan acupoint, making it difficult for people to use his Yuan power, so he signaled for the book to come up.
Shu Jin came up and kicked him:
"Bah! You are a meaty person, and you still want to explode my ass?! I will stab your ass right now!"
He casually picked up a dead branch on the ground, the man cried with snot and tears, knowing that today would not be a good day, he hurriedly said to Zheng Wan: "Zheng Zhenren, Zheng Zhenren, I have an important message for you!"
"Important news? Let's hear it."
"I know that there is a group of people who covet the color of 'Jade Beauty', and secretly unite to give you a good look, Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng—"
Zheng Wan still didn't understand.
During the three years in Yuzhen Building, I met all kinds of people. After all, the monks have not yet got rid of the interests of ordinary people. There are people with high character and lofty aspirations, and there are despicable and shameless people. Several.
She dismissed not tens of thousands, but thousands.
"Where are they?"
Zheng Wan asked gently, but for some reason, the smile on his face made him feel more creepy than the jumping Shu Jin next to him.
"In, at the place that must be passed from the outer to the inner circle - on the Weishui bridge, set, set up an ambush."
"there?"
Zheng Wan unfolded the map and found that the Weishui Bridge was not far away a mile away.
"One hundred and fifty."
Zheng Wan signaled to Shujin that this person knew a lot, and stuffed a black thing into the person's mouth,
"What did you eat for me?"
"Sixth-order heart-eating pill." Shu Jin said triumphantly, throwing that ashes-like face, "Once you take it, if you don't take the antidote within two hours, ten thousand ants will die."
Zheng Wan put on a red face:
"Cultivator, don't worry, I, Zheng Wan, am not that ruthless person, as long as what you say is true, I will persuade Shu Jin to let you live."
"Is this true?"
"nature."
The man thought, a dead fellow is not a poor one, and he really explained the plan of "hunting jade beauty" thoroughly, from the number of people in ambush, to each person's proficiency in spells and weaknesses.
Zheng Wan signaled Shu Jin to tie him up and throw him to his group of guards, then turned to leave.
"I'll go with you!" Shu Jinxiong said arrogantly, "I can't watch a woman fight alone!"
Zheng Wan glanced at him:
"You like me?"
Beauty can't help but take other people's hospitality as flattery to herself, and Zheng Wan is no exception. Seeing that Shu Jinbai's skin had steamed into a red fruit, he stopped teasing him and used the ice concealment technique:
"Come if you want!"
When going to the Weishui Bridge, I couldn't help but think of the first time I met this little coward in the clouds.
The eldest is a man, wearing women's clothes, crying while hugging a big tree. He is also afraid of cockroaches and ghost shadows. Zheng Wan has never seen anyone who can cry better than herself. Seeing the novelty, she saved him once——
Unexpectedly, this coward now has some courage.
Men always want to show a little masculinity in front of the woman they love.
Thinking of this, Zheng Wan couldn't help being a little complacent, but after all, he didn't care, and the complacency was blown away by the wind in a while.
Shu Jin lost a sentence at the back:
"Don't follow me."
"Be sure to find the secret key."
The corners of Shu Jin's mouth curled up, and the expression on his face was a little different from before, a little sinister, his charming peach eyes narrowed, and seeing the graceful figure that would disappear in front of him, he used the lightness spell, followed by up.
When Zheng Wan was approaching the Weishui Bridge, she stopped in her tracks.
Using the trees on the side of the road to hide his figure, his soul consciousness spread over, and he couldn't help but let out a "huh" when he saw the situation over there. But I saw that the bridge was falling all over the place, one, two, three, four... eight.
eight people.
All of them closed their eyes tightly, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.
Judging from the appearance, it is exactly the same as what the Mo Yunzong disciple described just now.
Zheng Wan glanced past the fallen Fang Tianji, Kuoyun Dao, Bai Fuchen, etc., and felt suspicious.
Shu Jin also followed, and was taken aback when he saw this:
"You... solved it?"
"Of course not me."
Zheng Wan used the ice concealment technique and landed on the Weishui Bridge.
There is a bridge connecting the inner and outer sides, with gurgling water on both sides, green grass on the outer side, and barren hills and boulders on the inner side. Zheng Wan leaned over and probed: "Not dead, not hurt."
"The acupoint is sealed."
Shu Jin followed.
With a flick of Zheng Wan's sleeve, a breath of Yuan Qi was struck, falling into the dantian of a red-chested face. With a muffled snort, the red-chested face woke up leisurely.
When she saw Zheng Wan, her red face was as miserable as gold paper:
"Jade, jade beauty?!"
"Who hit you?"
The red face also seemed confused:
"Not you?"
"not me."
Zheng Wan thought that she didn't have the skill to seal people's acupoints without hurting others, "Didn't you see anyone?"
"no no-"
With a frightened expression on his bare face, he covered his head, "When a gust of wind comes, I lose consciousness. Ghost, maybe it's a ghost, ghost—"
Seeing that she couldn't find anything to ask, Zheng Wan woke them up one by one and tied them up: "Since you have the heart-eating medicine, do you have the aphrodisiac?"
Shu Jin hurriedly waved his hands:
"No, no, Aye will kill me!"
"it's a pity."
Zheng Wan yelled that it was a pity, but she took out something from the storage bracelet with her right hand and handed it to him: "Go and serve them."
Shu Jin asked:
"What is this?"
"You don't have to know."
Zheng Wan smiled badly and cheerfully. When she met such attractive people during her missions, she would not hesitate to reward them with a "no medicine". Depending on the seriousness of the situation, she decided whether it was short-term or long-term.
Speaking of which, the Xiao Er in Qibao Pavilion is really a treasure.
Such medicines can also be obtained for her.
They were given medicine one by one, and Zheng Wan didn't untie their acupoints. She ordered Shujin to strip them naked and tie them to a tree, and continued walking to the inner circle amidst a series of yelling and cursing.
The planting and refining materials in the inner circle are obviously more precious than those in the outer circle. Zheng Wan is like a little mouse that has fallen into a rice bowl, working diligently and never letting any of them go.
Shu Jin followed behind her, and for a moment, the two were extremely harmonious.
But Zheng Wan was not free for long, and received a summons from the second senior sister—
This special communication talisman is far away and cannot be received.
"Junior sister, hurry to Gengjin land."
Gengjin land
Zheng Wan took out the compass, fiddled with it for a while, and found that the pointer on the compass was spinning around, completely useless. Just thinking of asking, looking at Shang Shujin's ignorant eyes:
"never mind."
Although it is not a straw bag, it is still a bit worse after all.
She walked forward for almost a mile based on her memory, and finally met someone at a barren rock.
Zheng Wan was stunned, and realized that he had collided with the hemp bamboo pole again, but at this moment, he was walking forward alone, and the wind blew the cloak "swish", revealing a pair of black and bony hands with blue veins. revealing.
The man glanced at her, then walked forward in silence, as if the quarrel caused by the soul-cultivating wood did not exist at all.
"This monk, where is he going?"
Zheng Wan didn't know why she asked that sentence so recklessly.
Probably those dry well-like eyes were too silent.
"The Land of Gengjin."
A voice hoarse than Grandma Jin's came out of the mouth of the black-clothed hemp, each word was a bit slow, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
Zheng Wan said "Oh" and offered the invitation with a smile:
"I am Zheng Wan from Yuqingmen, can monks go with me?"
The man glanced at her, then turned his head away:
"Can."
The place of Gengjin was not far away, Zheng Wan and Shu Jin followed the casual cultivator in black for less than a quarter of an hour, and saw a crowd of people ahead, as if all the cultivators who came in had gathered here.
There is a clear distinction between sects.
Yuqing Gate was squeezed to the outermost edge, and Zheng Wan's soul consciousness went over, and found that there was one person from each faction standing in front of the queue, as if they were discussing something with each other.
Where the soul consciousness passed, and where the front was surrounded, a faint light and shadow appeared.
"Little Junior Sister! Come!"
The second senior sister was watching her from a distance, and hurriedly called Zheng Wan, "Fortunately, you are here!"
"what happened?"
The second senior sister shook her head:
"I don't know, those people... excluded my Yuqing Sect."
Fourth Senior Sister snorted:
"The appearance of visions in the secret realm is either a great benefit or a great disadvantage, but if you think about it, there are more benefits."
Zheng Wan was pushed to the front by the second senior sister:
"I am Captain Yuqingmen here!"
Seeing this, the other sects couldn't help thinking about it. The rest of the Yuqingmen were insignificant, but this Wuya list leader of Yuchengjing... If she came to share a piece of the pie, it would be difficult for others to get those benefits.
But no matter how he cares in his heart, his face is still kind:
"Zheng Zhenzhen, I have discussed it, and each of three people will be sent to go in and have a look first. If it is too dangerous, they will withdraw immediately."
Zheng Wan looked at the blurred light and shadow in front of her:
"Can you go in directly?"
Zheng Wan happened to know the captain of the Beast Control Gate, and Gui Jing laughed at her: "My worm goes in, the connection is still there, you can go in."
"That works."
It's okay for the Zhengmeng side to discuss the candidate after a short while, but the Sanxiu side started to make noises, and no one would accept the other and set up a battle.
"Tch! A mob."
"If it wasn't for the presence of the lord of Yunshui City, we wouldn't have let them in to share the benefits."
"Hey, the black and thin one..."
The Zhengmeng monk who was still showing disdain suddenly said:
"There are ways."
Zheng Wan couldn't help looking at the loose cultivator.
It turned out that the monk in black who was leading the way for her and Shujin held a peach branch with dew in his hand, and with a single touch, he forced the late-stage monk to retreat.
The romantic, freehand, melodious and graceful movements are completely different from the thin and withered body.
"Really Zheng, Haoran Sect sent me!"
Shu Jin jumped to her side.
Zheng Wan didn't turn her head back:
"Is it."
She said with a smile.
Seeing that the black-clothed man retracted the peach branch, he took a step back:
"Accepted."
The sound is so rough that it almost cuts people's ears.