On the bed, Wuming's whole body was filled with light, lingering in the glow. After sending Long Qianzhang away yesterday, Wuming entered a state of cultivation.&1t;/p>

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As for the matter of 'Master', Wuming thinks it depends on fate, so he plans to go out for a walk after practicing today to see if he can spend money to find a cheaper master.&1t;/p>

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"Huh..."&1t;/p>

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Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Wuming's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of lightning shot out, like dragons and snakes.&1t;/p>

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"The speed has slowed down." Shen Shen sensed something inside his body, and Wuming's brows couldn't help but frown slightly. Obviously, he was not satisfied with the results of this training.&1t;/p>

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"It seems that I thought too well before. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. How can I keep making progress? It seems that if I want to go fast, I still have to rely on the poisonous body." Wuming touched his chin, and his eyes suddenly changed.

Bright.&1t;/p>

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For others, the slowdown in spiritual practice is undoubtedly a problem that is difficult to solve, but for Wuming, it is really not a problem. Isn't it just taking poison?

Question.&1t;/p>

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You know, in his previous life, in addition to his reputation as the Immortal Emperor of Samsara, he was also a feared Breaking Bad Master. Preparing poisons was trivial to him. The only thing that might cause him trouble was the ingredients for preparing poisons.

It's just a question.&1t;/p>

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"Simply, when I'm looking for Master today, I'll also buy some toxic elixir mixed with poison. I can't let my high-quality poisonous and evil body go to waste." After clapping his hands, Wuming got out of bed.&1t;/

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The decision to buy the materials for preparing the poison outside was also the result of his careful consideration. Since his poisonous body was almost destroyed, it meant that someone was secretly targeting him.&1t;/p>

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For the sake of safety, he can no longer go to Wanxiang Garden to collect some materials. Otherwise, it will only blatantly tell the enemy that my poisonous body is healed again. Come and harm me.&1t;/p>

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Sorry, Wuming is not that stupid!&1t;/p>

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After taking a bath and feeling refreshed, Wuming picked up his money bag and prepared to go buy the master. No, he should go to the master.&1t;/p>

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Along the way, Wuming met many people, and the cynicism remained the same, but Wuming turned a deaf ear to it. The best way to deal with these people is to ignore them. The final result will tell them how superficial their current actions are.&1t;/

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"Hey, isn't this the great genius Wu Ming? He got up so early, where are he going!"&1t;/p>

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However, when Wuming saw Xiao Jian, he still felt that he was not well. Seeing him once a day, this kind of 'fate' was really unparalleled.&1t;/p>

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"None of your business, my face is itchy again." Wuming sneered.&1t;/p>

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"Wu Ming, you..." Xiao Jianqi's face turned red and he was speechless. He really wanted to rush up and beat Wu Ming, but because of the duel, he couldn't do it now.&1t

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Because the Shangguan family has an iron rule that no private fights are allowed before a duel.&1t;/p>

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But rules are dead and people are alive. Originally, even if Xiao Jian really took action, nothing big would happen. But the bad thing was that Long Qianzhang came back. So, even if he was given ten more courages, he wouldn't dare.

Go do it.&1t;/p>

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"Come on, I have nothing to do. I'm just going to play. I don't have time to talk to you right now." Wuming waved his hand. His dismissive attitude actually made Xiao Jian feel that he and Wuming had switched identities.

An extremely embarrassed look suddenly appeared.&1t;/p>

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Now who is the waste and who is the master? Xiao Jian was completely stunned by Wuming's attitude. In a daze, he actually felt that Wuming had grown taller.&1t;/p>

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"Wu Ming, just be arrogant. In one month, I want you to look good!" Xiao Jian said fiercely.&1t;/p>

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"You don't have to worry about it. I'm already good-looking. How can I be like you? I'm so ugly!" Wuming said disdainfully.&1t;/p>

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"Wu Ming, you, you, you..." Xiao Jian was furious. In this verbal dispute, he was completely defeated by Wu Ming.&1t;/p>

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After all, he is just a little guy who has not yet reached adulthood. How can he compare with Wuming, an old man who has lived for countless years? The two of them are simply not on the same level.&1t;/p>

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"Silly man, even if I still can't beat you now, my words are like a knife, and I can penetrate you alive. I'll kill you!" Wuming glanced at Xiao Jian coldly, and then left here with a look like that.

He was like a general who had won a battle, which made many people around him who were ready to watch the excitement dumbfounded.&1t;/p>

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"Are you sure that was Wuming just now? When did you become so talkative?"&1t;/p>

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"It should be him, otherwise, why would Xiao Jian go to him?"&1t;/p>

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"But it's not like that. Didn't you see that Xiao Jian was so angry that he jumped up and down?"&1t;/p>

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"That's true, I am indeed very angry."&1t;/p>

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After Wuming left, there were whispers among the crowd watching the excitement. They all felt that Wuming was different from before, but when it came to specifically what was different, people couldn't tell.&1t;/

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You are so talkative, you can’t count it out!&1t;/p>

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"Huh..."&1t;/p>

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After leaving Shangguan's house, Wuming breathed a sigh of relief. Although Shangguan's family was rich and glorious, he felt deeply depressed. If Gu Yu's adoptive father Long Qianzhang wasn't still here, I'm afraid he would have left long ago.&1t;/p>

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According to the route in his memory, Wuming quickly turned into a crowded street. People were coming and going on the street, including monks and ordinary people. It was very lively.&1t;/p>

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The nameless person shuttled among the crowd, like a ghost hidden in the night. Almost before others could react, he had already walked away, leaving only a handsome figure behind.&1t;/p>

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In order to prepare poison, he decided to go shopping on Monk Street. It was the place where most monks gathered, and most of the items sold there were only used by monks.&1t;/p>

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Of course, don't even think about those extremely precious items. Let alone someone selling them, even if someone does sell them, they won't be sold in a place like this.&1t;/p>

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To be continued...