Staring blankly at Song Yu and Fu Li blowing gas, a bunch of different "Fu Li, Song Yu, Zhang Ke" turned into blue smoke and floated out of the window, Zhang Ke almost fell off the hotel bed, the big demons Are they all so great
"Don't worry, they are just like our clones. When they come back, what they have done will become our own memory." Fu Li thought that Zhang Ke was worried about work and explained, "They are us. The will is the equivalent of doing things ourselves.”
"Brother Fu, when I was in high school, it would be great if I could meet you." That way he could change his avatar to go to class, and he lay in bed and slept late. You don't have to do your homework at night, and you can learn magic techniques. It's just like a fairyland.
"Your cultivation base is too weak, don't try to take shortcuts by this." Song Yu ruthlessly exposed him, "Actually, I can't blame you, people today are very weak in cultivation."
"Oh." Zhang Ke looked indifferent.
Apart from being willing to lie low in front of Brother Fu and talk to other people, this acid and demon has never been euphemistic. However, the basis of strength determines the superstructure, and he chose to accept it with a smile.
After thinking about this, he changed the subject in a good mood: "Then what do we do now?" Do you just stay in the hotel, waiting for the clone to complete the registration of the cultivation world in the land of Bashu, and then go to another province
"I want to do something personal, do you want to come with me?" Fu Li asked Zhang Ke with a smile.
"Yes, yes." Zhang Ke nodded again and again.
Young people are more curious.
When he was carried by Fu Li and flew to a high mountain, Zhang Ke shivered with his arms in his arms, stepping on the snow under his feet, not daring to move. Suddenly, the wind was surging, and the clouds in the sky seemed to have turned into a huge vortex, and there was a kind of terror that the sky was about to collapse.
"Acid, sour and..."
"Call me Brother Song."
"Brother Song." Zhang Ke grabbed Song Yu's sleeve and looked at Fu Li flying in the air, his voice trembling, "Brother Fu, what is he doing?"
"I guess he might want to collect the spiritual marrow of the mountains. What does he do with these kid-friendly things?" Song Yu was puzzled. For demon cultivators, this kind of spiritual marrow is like a child who likes to drink milk. Fu Li is 4,000 years old and hasn't weaned yet
"What is spirit, spirit marrow?" Zhang Ke's upper and lower teeth were trembling, and after sticking a few talismans on himself, he didn't freeze so badly.
"It is the spiritual liquid that grows from a mountain range with spiritual energy after thousands of years of change. It is condensed for a thousand years, and if no one takes it away within a hundred years, it will turn into a milk stone." Song Yu saw that although Fu Li's cultivation was sufficient, the method was correct. But the collection action is not proficient, so I know that Fu Li should have never done these things before.
"Is there any use in turning it into a milk stone?" Zhang Ke felt that something that took a thousand years to condense must be very powerful, and it would be a pity that no one took it.
"After the tree bears fruit, no one picks it, and it eventually becomes dry and bitter. Do you think it's still useful?" Song Yu tutted, "Things that have passed their expiration date are useless."
Zhang Ke silently continued to watch Fu Li collect spiritual essence, and followed these two big monsters out, he really learned a lot.
There are many mountains and rivers in Bashu, but unfortunately, almost no demon cultivators know how to collect spiritual essence in this era, so after so many years of changes, I don’t know how much spiritual essence is wasted in the passage of time.
For Fu Li, spiritual essence was something he often drank when he was a child. After drinking it, the demon cultivators in the mountains would give him a few bottles, and no one regarded these as rare things. Two thousand years is not a long time for a demon cultivator, but Fu Li found out that the things he was accustomed to have now lost their inheritance.
"Get up!" He shouted violently, and dripping jade-colored dewdrops poured in from all directions. When the spiritual marrow leaves the mountain, it may turn into a stubborn stone in an instant, so Fu Li moves very quickly, using his own cultivation base to inhale all the spiritual marrow into the jade bottle in his hand.
Shaking the bottle, he was a little disappointed. The quality of the spiritual marrow is not as good as before, and the harvest is also poor. It is really not as good as before.
Looking up at the cloudy sky, Fu Li respectfully bowed to the mountains and rivers. After thanking them for their gifts, he flew back to Song Yu and Zhang Ke.
"Fu, Brother Fu." Zhang Ke looked at the jade bottle in Fu Li's hand, the content was less than 100ml, and he was still struggling.
"Don't worry, I set up a barrier, and I didn't destroy nature. There are no humans here, so it's not illegal." Fu Li put the jade bottle containing the spiritual marrow into the Qiankun bag, "I won't know the law and break the law."
"That's not what I mean, I'm just curious." Zhang Ke's face full of curiosity, "It turns out that mountains can bear fruit."
"You people can't eat this, but this is suitable for you." Fu Li spread out his left hand, and there was a jade bowl on his palm, and then Zhang Ke saw countless green spots overflowing from the grass and trees, gathering into the bowl.
"What is this?" Staring at the bowl, Zhang Ke felt that his whole body was thirsty, and the green juice in the jade bowl seemed to beckon him to drink it.
"Everything has a spirit, this is their gift." Fu Li handed the bowl to Zhang Ke, Zhang Ke couldn't control the instinctive desire of his body, and he took the bowl and drank it.
As soon as the juice entered, Zhang Ke felt that the meridians all over his body were cleansed, and every pore was bearing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When he came back to his senses, he felt that his state of mind and cultivation had greatly improved.
When he opened his eyes, he imitated what Fu Li looked like just now, and respectfully bowed to the grass and trees in all directions, and then thanked Fu Li: "Thank you, Brother Fu." The mood and cultivation level have risen, and the whole person seems to have sublimated. , the world in the eyes has also changed.
Fu Li smiled: "You know thanks to them, then these things are not wasted."
The mountain wind blew, and the trees in the mountains swayed. They were silent and patient. Whether it was summer rain or winter snow, the land under their feet was their home.
Song Yu glanced at Zhang Ke and looked up at the sky. The rolling dark clouds have spread out, a boundless blue. There was one thing he didn't tell Zhang Ke, and that was this kind of spiritual essence in the mountains. Only auspicious beasts could get it. Like them, big monsters who were born beasts, if they went to get the spiritual essence, there would be gusts of wind and heavy rain. , and even more likely to be struck by lightning.
When Cai Fuli took away the spiritual marrow, the situation in the sky suddenly changed, and he felt strange. He got the opportunity of heaven, took the shape of a rabbit, and cultivated four thousand years of skill. It should not be a beast. Sure enough, everything was fine from beginning to end. It seemed that the natural weather in Bashu was changing too fast, which made him misunderstood.
"What are you looking at?" Fu Li followed and glanced at the sky, "You are not the Golden Crow, can you still fly over the earth and stand side by side with the sun?"
"Not even the Golden Crow. Those are all made up by humans." Song Yu stayed in the management office these days, and after being asked a lot of strange questions by his colleagues, he realized that there are so many bizarre stories about demon cultivation in the human world. "Boss, you are young, don't be deceived by the legends fabricated by humans."
Zhang Ke: "…"
He has lived for more than 4,000 years and is called young age, so what is his age called, a preschooler
Back at the hotel in the evening, Zhang Ke had just sat on the bed when three paper figures flew in outside the window, and the paper figures fell to the ground and turned into the three of them. Before Zhang Ke could react, he saw his avatar walking directly towards him. His forehead was cold, and there was a memory in his mind. Those memories were very real, as if he had done these things himself.
"How do you feel?" Fu Li asked with concern.
"Fortunately, just a little dizzy." Zhang Ke rubbed his temples.
"I didn't get used to it at first. It's normal for me to be a little dizzy." Fu Li glanced at Zhang Ke up and down, "When you become an immortal, these techniques will be easier to use."
As the most outstanding disciple of the Qingxiao faction in the past hundred years, Zhang Ke established a foundation at the age of eighteen and formed an elixir at the age of thirty, which is already a rapid progress. Now that Fu Li said that "forging the body to become a fairy" is as simple as going to the toilet, Zhang Ke thinks that it is a lie to cultivate a genius. He is clearly the taller among the shorts, and the word genius has nothing to do with him.
With the avatar technique, Fu Li and the three of them quickly completed the work of one standard and three realities in Bashu and Qian'an. After coming to Nanzhao Province, because of the pleasant climate and beautiful scenery, Fu Li and Song Yu, two monsters who had never seen the world, had to look around, so Zhang Ke had to resign behind them to buy tickets. pay.
Yao Xiu's physical strength is endless. Zhang Ke looked at Fu Li and Song Yu who were wearing local national costumes in front of him, and panted, "Brother Fu, sour, Song Yu, we will have a meal and then go for a walk."
These two uncles walked for a whole day without even stopping.
"Are you tired?" Song Yu looked back at Zhang Ke with a face full of regret, "As a man, my physical strength is so poor, tsk tsk tsk."
Zhang Ke: "Haha."
I can't beat you, so I don't know you in general.
After dinner, there was a light rain, and the stone road was wet. From time to time, couples walk by holding hands, whispering softly and feeling affectionate. Song Yu and Zhang Ke were bickering, and Fu Li said to them, "You two will discuss slowly, I'll go out for a walk."
Under the gorgeous lights, the quaint building has a unique flavor. Fu Li was not far away, and a few girls stopped him and wanted to take a photo with him. After he agreed, the little girls covered their mouths and snickered. After taking the photo, they ran away blushing like happy birds.
A small sparrow stopped on the willow tree next to it, its wings were soaked in the rain, and its wet feathers were drooping together, looking very pitiful.
Fu Li stopped and looked up at it. The little sparrow seemed to notice his gaze and jumped on the branches, but did not fly away.
One person and one bird just stared at each other stupidly until the sound of footsteps came from behind, the little sparrow flapped its wings, flew over the creek, flew over the blue tiles on the opposite roof, and disappeared into the night.
Fu Li turned around and saw a handsome man in a suit and bow tie.
"Hello, we meet again." The man walked in front of Fu Li, and his leather shoes were wiped clean, so the few drops of muddy water on the shoe surface became more conspicuous, and Fu Li couldn't help lowering his head to look twice.
Thinking that Fu Li didn't think of himself, the man showed a gentle smile: "My name is Fu Si, I met you when I was in Yuanyue Hotel."
Fu Li suddenly remembered that when he was about to leave the office, there was a bachelor party held by a rich second generation. At that time, the floor was full of garbage, and only a human with outstanding appearance picked up the garbage at his feet, as if it was this man: "Hello. "
Seeing Fu Li remembering himself, the smile on Fu Si's face brightened a bit: "I don't know why, when I saw you for the first time, I thought you were very eye-catching. Later, I went to the hotel to inquire about your name, I know you've left. I didn't expect it would be so coincidental that we would meet at a place more than 2,000 kilometers away from the capital. "
This is a very elegant man, who seems to have received the best education since he was a child. Even standing on the streets of the ancient city where people come and go, he seems to be out of tune with the surrounding passers-by. He looked very good when he smiled, and the girls passing by the road even looked at him secretly from the corner of his eyes.
"You may find some words ridiculous, and even I find it a little unbelievable." Fu Si put his hand in front of Fu Li, "Mr. Fu, can you make a friend?"
Fu Li didn't shake his hand, but said, "It doesn't matter, no matter what you say, I won't laugh."
Fu Si retracted his hand and turned to look at the running water in the stream: "I seem to have seen you in a dream. We stayed in a big cave, talked a lot, and did a lot of things..."
He looked at Fu Li with some embarrassment: "I wonder if Mr. Fu has ever had such an experience?" He looked at Fu Li with burning eyes, as if looking for an answer.
Fu Li quickly shook his head: "No."
The two looked at each other silently again, and Fu Si's face showed a bit of disappointment. After a long while, he squeezed out a smile again: "Well, it seems that I think too much. I wonder if Mr. Fu can leave me a phone call, and later... "
"Brother Fu!" Zhang Ke ran over, "The room is booked, should we go to rest first?"
"Okay." Fu Li nodded and nodded to Fu Si, "Farewell."
Fu Si smiled gently, without the annoyance of being rejected: "Go slowly."
Zhang Ke felt that this man was a little familiar, and after walking a distance, he suddenly said, "Brother Fu, I remember, that man is a famous young entrepreneur in our country. How do you know him?"
"I didn't know each other before." Fu Li shook his head, "The aura on this person is a bit strange, is it possible that he is a demon cultivator who was transformed into a human form by the fate of heaven?"
"Impossible. With his status in the human world, if he is a demon cultivator who has obtained the fate of heaven, he would have already been registered. Moreover, Chu Yu can see at a glance that you are not human, and there is no reason to see him clearly." Zhang Kedao , "I think the way he looks at you is strange. Did he discover your true identity?"
"That's not true, he thinks we've met in a previous life."
"I didn't expect a famous entrepreneur to strike up a conversation in such an old-fashioned way." Zhang Ke shuddered and joked, "Maybe he wasn't joking, he really met you in his previous life."
"Impossible." Fu Li shook his head affirmatively. "When a person dies like a lamp goes out, everything returns to dust and dust. The human being I came into contact with has already been reincarnated, and I don't know how many lifetimes it has been in reincarnation."
"So sure?" Zhang Ke glanced back in surprise, Fu Si was still standing in the same place, and seemed to be looking at them all the time. He quickly retracted his gaze, "Is there nothing similar in appearance?"
Fu Li stopped abruptly, the expression on his face a little subtle.
"What, what's wrong?" Zhang Ke was a little nervous. Could it be that he said something wrong.
"It's okay." Fu Li looked a little embarrassed, "I forgot what he looked like."
Zhang Ke inexplicably made up an affectionate human being who has a grudge against the scumbag.
"Actually, you can't blame me. Usually in the mountains, everyone lives in their original form. At that time, I had little contact with humans. In my eyes, you all have two eyes and one nose. Except for the difference in height, short, fat and thin, other not much differences."
Zhang Ke glanced at Fuli's beautiful human face, and then touched his own face, there was not much difference.
Fu Li tried very hard to justify himself. He wanted Zhang Ke to believe that it wasn't because he had a bad memory, but because the recognition of human appearance was too low: "Cats of the same breed, can you humans distinguish who is who? Years, can you still remember their appearance?"
This... seems to make sense
Zhang Ke remembered that he raised a hamster when he was a child, and then the hamster died. He cried and buried the hamster. After more than 20 years, he only remembered that the pet he kept was a hamster, but if he really wanted to tell the difference between him and other hamsters of the same breed, he might be a little fatter
In the second half of the night, Zhang Ke woke up from his sleep and suddenly sat up from the bed.
"Brother Fu actually raised humans as pets?!"
That's the point, why did he forget to ask before going to bed
With the help of the avatar technique, Zhang Ke's waist and legs are no longer sore. When other colleagues were still walking around the streets, the three of them had already bought souvenirs and stuffed them all into Fu Li's Qiankun bag. , easily get on the train back to Kyoto.
I disliked Song Yu's bad food on the train, so I didn't forget to turn on the live broadcast on my mobile phone and show everyone a packed lunch. While giving rewards, netizens praised him as a local tyrant.
Not a local tyrant, who is willing to spend money to buy so many lunch boxes on the train, and live broadcast with traffic.
At the end of the live broadcast, Song Yu said to Fu Li: "Humans are so boring now, they can be so excited watching others eat."
"Haha." Zhang Ke covered his face, he had no face to meet the surprised eyes of other passengers.
"Boss, Brother Fu is back!" Chu Yu happily rushed into Zhuang Qing's office, snuck away a bag of Da Hong Pao from Zhuang Qing's tea box, turned around and ran away.
Zhuang Qing heard cheers from outside and the voices of greetings one after another, and shook his head helplessly. Turning his face to see the tea box that he had secretly opened, the smile on his face suddenly became lighter by five points.
His Wuyi Dahongpao!
Everyone who was tortured by Kunpeng's spirit, when they saw Fu Li, it was like seeing the sun in winter and seeing popsicles in summer, and they felt comfortable physically and mentally. Although Kunpeng never troubled them, they couldn't help but be afraid as long as they thought that he lived in the management office.
And the whole management office has the best relationship with Kunpeng, only Fu Li. So as soon as Fu Li came back, they felt a sense of security.
Fu Li thought that these colleagues liked the souvenirs he brought back, and decided to buy more when he went next time. After joking with his colleagues, he took the tea that Chu Yuduan gave him. He hugged the teacup and turned around and walked towards Zhuang Qing's office.
The door of the office was not closed, and when Fu Li walked to the door, he saw Zhuang Qing holding a tea box in a daze, with a bitter expression on his face. He knocked on the door, "Zhuang Qing, can I come in?"
"Well, come in." Zhuang Qing put down the tea box and sat upright, "I just got used to these jobs, are you still used to it?"
"It's good, it's all simple things." Fu Li prepared a letter for Zhuang Qing. He put down the teacup in his hand and reached into the Qiankun bag to take out a gift.
Zhuang Qing sniffed, stared at the fragrant cup of tea in front of her, and then looked at Fu Li, her expression... still expressionless.
"This is a letter for you." Fu Li took out a large bag and put it on the table. Zhuang Qing glanced at it, as if there were some flower cakes, watercress, tea and the like.
"You're a rabbit, and you gave me rabbit meat?" Zhuang Qing pulled out a bag of vacuated spicy rabbit heads from the letter.
"Don't you all like to eat rabbit meat?" Fu Li looked inexplicable, "Anyway, if the rabbit meat is there, if you don't eat it, others will eat it. I am a very tolerant demon. As long as you don't let me eat it, you can eat the rabbit however you want. how to eat."
"Thank you." Zhuang Qing looked at the pile of things on the table, his face was quiet, and he climbed up a little, only a little bit of red.
"You're welcome." Fu Li took a sip of the tea Chu Yu gave him, "Then I'm going out."
He walked to the door and turned back.
"What's wrong?" Zhuang Qing, who was about to unpack the spicy rabbit head, quickly took his hand back.
"This is for you." Fu Li gave him a gourd-shaped jade bottle, "You can taste it first and see if it suits your appetite."
Zhuang Qing took the jade bottle, opened the lid and hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and took a sip. He couldn't describe the taste, but after drinking it, his soul seemed to be delighted.
He couldn't help drinking the bottle of strange things in one breath, and reluctantly licked the mouth of the bottle with the tip of his tongue, remembering that Fu Li was still there, he hurriedly put the bottle down, and said casually, "What is this?"
It turned out that Zhuang Qing had never seen or drank this thing.
The dragon family has not broken the inheritance, and it is impossible not to know the existence and collection methods of the spirit marrow, but Zhuang Qing has never drunk it, or even seen it. What kind of hard life did this dragon live when he was a child
"Spiritual marrow, something suitable for underage demon cultivators to drink." Fu Li didn't dare to say too much, for fear that Zhuang Qing would feel sad when he heard it, "If you like it, I'll pick it up for you next time."
"Minor?" Zhuang Qing lowered her face, "Fu Li, did you take this thing to tease me on purpose?"
"Okay, why are you losing your temper again?" Seeing that Zhuang Qing's face was wrong, Fu Li rushed out of the office in three or two steps and stretched his head at the door, "How many times have I told you, don't be so angry at a young age, I collected this specially for you, and it is good for your body. It is normal for no adult demon cultivator to drink this. I drank the spirit essence back then, and I broke it when I was over two thousand years old. Drinking this will not lose the demon. "
"Let me go!" Zhuang Qing waved his hand and slammed the door, shutting Fu Li out of the door.
Drinking a spiritual essence, how could he say that it is like drinking milk
He stood in front of the desk for a long time, formed a barrier on the door, made sure that no one outside could break in, then moved his hand forward little by little, and finally slowly held the gourd jade bottle.
Then he put the jade bottle into his Qiankun bag with lightning speed.
He sniffed, as if the air was still filled with the sweet fragrance of spiritual essence.
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