This kind of spiritual plant is of the fire attribute, and it is used to refine the glazed fire prevention pill. After eating it, it can resist the real fire of samadhi.
Today's luck is good, if you go to the street, you can meet good things on the side of the road.
I carefully dug out the fire-preventing glazed grass and put it in the Qiankun bag.
At this moment, I noticed the bench tens of meters away. A teenager was lying on it, curled up into a ball.
It was already October now, and with the cold snap a few days ago, the capital city was already very cold. The young man was still shivering with the cold wrapped in a dirty and torn cotton wool.
I narrowed my eyes slightly and walked over slowly.
When I approached the bench, he jumped up like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.
"Are you here to insult me too?" The boy was like a black cat with its teeth and claws open, its whole body was dirty and exuded a disgusting sour smell.
I took a look at his face by the street light. His face was dirty, but he looked very handsome. He was snarling at me and baring his teeth, really like a stray cat.
Of course, he attracted my attention not because he looks like a cat, but because his forehead has a faint golden light in the night!
Just now, when he was sleeping, I saw that golden light, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.
A thought suddenly flashed through my mind: Luck.
That was the boy's luck.
It is recorded in He Ning's memory that many people with strong spiritual sense can see other people's luck.
If you are unlucky, your forehead will be black, and your body will seem to be wrapped in a cloud of black mist. This kind of person will get stuck between his teeth when drinking water, and will stumble when walking.
The luck of ordinary people is a touch of white.
If you're lucky, it's red, which is what we often call a red face.
Only people with extremely high luck will shine golden light on their heads!
The young man in front of him is a man of great luck.
However, looking at his down-and-out appearance, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like it.
However, after thinking about it again, he is homeless, and he can meet me while sleeping in the park. Is this considered good luck
"Who are you?" He glared at me angrily, and said, "I don't know you! Could it be that you are one of those nightclub women? Even you are going to laugh at me, to add insult to injury?"
He seemed to have thought of something, pointed at me, gritted his teeth and said, "Li Lan and the others called you here? You go back and tell Li Lan that they had better kill me. If I don't die, they will come to find me one day. They settle accounts!"
After all, he ignored me at all, turned around and lay down on the bench, wrapped in the torn quilt he picked up from the garbage dump, and continued to sleep.
I was silent for a moment, then strode forward and grabbed his head.
He yelled and struggled to his feet. As soon as I pressed his chest, he couldn't move immediately, staring at me with anger and fear.
I searched his body with my spiritual sense, and I was secretly startled.
This young man's health is very bad, all the meridians are blocked, not to mention cultivation, I am afraid that after he is over forty years old, his body will gradually have problems, many problems will arise, and he may even be in danger of being paralyzed.
However, he turned out to be an extremely rare mutated earth spirit root.
This is the first time I have seen such a spiritual root with my own eyes, and I have only seen it in some ancient books before.
It suddenly occurred to me that I had obtained a local top-grade secret book in the Buddhist scripture pavilion in the giant tree secret realm - the formula for the evolution of all things.
Everything in the world comes from the soil, and the soil nourishes all things and is the mother of all things.
The power of this art of derivation of all things is very powerful, once it is practiced to great success, it can manipulate all things.
However, in order to cultivate to that level, besides savvy and diligence, the most important thing is talent.
Mutated soil spirit root is the most suitable for practicing this technique.
I'm a little speechless, how could it be such a coincidence
Could it be that there is a mysterious force in the dark that has already arranged everything
I couldn't help but look at this wild cat-like boy, his luck is really against the sky.
It is very beneficial to be with this kind of person whose luck is against the sky, otherwise why so many families want to marry the daughter of luck.
Moreover, Tu Shengmu, if he forms a Taoist couple with Li Muzi, it will also be of great benefit to Li Muzi's practice, and the double cultivation of two people will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
I thought happily, and suddenly froze, wait, what about Ashin
That boy Ashin is usually glib, but I can tell that he has feelings for Li Muzi. He looks at her with a hint of admiration and a hint of pampering, like a pool of water that cannot be melted. spring water.
As for Li Muzi's treatment of him, he couldn't tell, the child had been hurt emotionally before, and it was not easy to open her heart.
Forget it, fate is determined, who will that girl be with in the end depends on her own fate.
I took my hand back, his face was full of anger, and as soon as he got free, he rushed up and wanted to hit me. I waved my hand, rolled a few somersaults on his ground, and fell to the ground.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you the one they sent to kill me?"
I smiled and said, "What? Are there many people who want to kill you?"
He gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "If you want to kill, kill it, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"
"What's your name?" I asked.
He sneered and said, "Why, they sent you to kill me, didn't they tell you my name?"
I looked him up and down, he was eighteen or nineteen years old, probably not yet twenty.
"I didn't come to kill you, I was sent by heaven to save you." I said.
He sneered and looked at me like an idiot, obviously not believing it.
I sighed and said, "You are a mutated earth spirit root. Such a spirit root is rare in a hundred years, and it is a good material for cultivation."
His eyes flickered, and he said, "You're lying. When I was young, my parents invited an expert to show me. He said that my body is weak, I have no talent, and my meridians are blocked. I can't practice at all."
I said, "Your meridian is indeed blocked."
The light in his eyes gradually dimmed again, and I continued, "Your meridians are blocked, not by nature, but man-made. Someone deliberately blocked your meridians to prevent you from cultivating."
He showed a shocked expression, as if he had thought of something, and the hatred in his eyes was even stronger.
I said, "Now, can you tell me your name?"
He glanced at me, gritted his teeth, and said, "My name is Xiang Dongyang."
Xiang Dongyang, I thought about it, I have never heard of this name, but there seems to be a Xiang family in the capital city.
"Are you from the Xiang family?" I asked again.
His eyes became more angry, and he said viciously, "I'm no longer Xiang's family."
"You were kicked out by Xiang's family?" I poked his scar mercilessly.
He said angrily: "The Xiang family deserves to drive me away? It's my young master who looks down on the ruthlessness of the Xiang family. It's not that they don't want me, but I don't want the Xiang family anymore."
Well, it was indeed kicked out.
"Do you want to practice?" I asked.
He was silent for a moment, swallowed his saliva, and said, "My meridians are blocked, so I can't practice."
"Do you know who I am?" I asked.
He shook his head and said, "I don't know you."
"I'm a horror anchorwoman." I said.
His eyes lit up immediately, and he said in surprise: "You, you are the famous horror female anchor? I have tipped you before!"
"Then you should know that I am a ninth-rank alchemist." I said, "Is it a problem for me if your meridians are blocked?"
He clenched his fists, his face was full of excitement, but he couldn't believe it, and said, "Why should I believe you?"
"You don't have to believe it." I said, "but this is your only chance to turn around. It's up to you whether you can seize it."
After that, I turned around and left. He hesitated for a few seconds, then strode up to catch up, knelt down in front of me with a plop, and said loudly, "Please help me, let me do whatever I want!"
I turned my head and took a deep look at him. The young man's eyes were full of hatred, but they were clear. He was not a sinister or cunning person.
"Come with me." I said.
"Yes." His face was full of joy.
I took him back to the hotel where he was staying, asked him to wash himself in the bathroom, and then called Yun Yongqing, asking him to use his contacts to help me look up Xiang Dongyang.
Before the boy's bath was finished, I got Xiang Dongyang's information. (to be continued)