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Chapter 4 Deduction again

It wasn't until Wei Yangfeng returned, and Jiang Fusheng's heart really let go.

It wasn't until then that he felt a little dizzy, and he fell asleep on the ground for a while.

Just now, he had suffered light injuries with Li Wushuang, and then forcibly used the fire seal, which was even worse. He could run back to Weiyangfeng.

Jiang Fusheng was awakened by the sun, and opened his eyes slowly.

His!

Looking at the wound of blood scabs on the arm, this was scratched by Li Wushuang. I didn't feel it yesterday. Today, the pain came up, and the arms hurt a little.

Sit on your knees well, apply some golden sore medicine for the wound, take out a spirit stone, and follow the meridian route of the five elements to return to the Yuan Dynasty, and slowly start to restore the spiritual power in the body.

Huo ~

After spitting out a turbid air, Jiang Fusheng's eyes flashed with a trace of light, and finally he restored all the spiritual power in the body, and it was still refined, but the injury was still not good. It is estimated that he had to cultivate for a few days.

After all, the golden sore medicine is just a special product. If there are Ling Dan who entered the order, even if it is a first -order spiritan, it is estimated that he is intact at this time.

However, even if the first -order Lingdan is in the entire Jiang family, it is also scarce resources. Jiang Fusheng has taken Peiyuan Dan since he was a child.

Although Peiyuan Dan is only a first -order spiritual Dan, for the monk of Qi, it is a rare treasure.

A Peiyuan Dan can be able to withstand the hard work of Jiang Fusheng for half a month.

Gossip: Jiang Fusheng (host)

Xiu Wei: Four layers of Qi Qi

Shinto: Tianyan

Fun: 320

Three hundred and two!

Jiang Fusheng looked at the figures unbelievable. You must know that he was almost bald in order to have a hundred points of luck in order to have a hundred points of luck.

Now just killing one Li Wushuang, I got 320 points of the luck point. It seems that Li Wushuang is quite valuable!

The previous one -hundred -point gas transport was obtained from people with white gas, and Li Wushuang was red. It seems that this red gas should be more valuable than white gas.

And the monk who died in the mouth of the leopard beast before, with black in the white gas transport, and then died. Then this black gas transport is a sign of mildew or death, or both.

Jiang Fusheng could not be inferred for a while, and there were too few examples. The study of gossip seemed to continue, especially about changes in transportation.

320 points of the luck point can continue to be deduced. It is the last word to continue to increase strength. There is no need to keep it like guarding the pilly.

[Do you start to deduce?]

"start!"

As the gossip arrays in my mind rotate quickly, the two hundred points of luck disappear instantly.

"Two hundred points, is it because of the improvement of Xiuwei, or because it is the second deduction, it will not double the growth after that!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Fusheng's heart was tight, but he knew the story of the n -side side.

"May 16, the Yuanyue is empty, the foot of Qingmei Mountain, Xuanxin hidden."

Xuanxin hidden?

Jiang Fusheng watched these two sentences a little bit puzzled. Seeing time on May 16th, the circle was empty, and the fifteen moon was sixteen. This should refer to the middle of the night.

As for the place of Qingmeishan, it should be said, but this place is a bit too big.

How big is Qingmeishan, until now, Jiang Fusheng does not know, let alone Qingmeishan's feet.

Fortunately, there are two months before May 16th, and he still has time to slowly solve the puzzle.

There are one hundred and twenty points, and then continue to be deduced.

[Insufficient luck point, do not meet the deductive conditions.]

Jiang Fusheng said: "It really can't be deduced."

Since he can't continue to be deduced, Jiang Fusheng simply stood up and started to clean up himself. He didn't wash himself a day. He was really uncomfortable. Although he would not sweat with oil now, once he was used to it, he would not wash it for a day.

A little awkward.

After washing, Jiang Fusheng had a mind to deal with the leopard fierce beasts on the ground. I didn't care about it before, but now I have time.

Use the bottle to put the blood of the fierce beast into the bottle, and then peel the bones. His movement seems to be very skilled.

The fierce beast is a treasure, its skin, bone can be refined, its blood can make symbols, and even the fierce beast meat is also a rare dish. Not only is it delicious, it can also assist in fixing.

In the cultivation of the Immortal Realm, in addition to the four major auxiliary techniques of the Datsuha Formula, the spirit kitchen is also one of them.

The spiritual food made by the spirit kitchen, which is not only a delicious dish, but also the superior pitch, which can be directly promoted.

And more important things, taking Lingdan and Danxia, ​​you need to polish and detoxify, but spiritual food does not need, because the spiritual food basically has no impurities.

The spiritual food can not only satisfy the appetite, but also improve the cultivation. It can be described as the skills of every monk's dream.

Unfortunately, the spirit kitchen not only needs extremely high talents, but also has to have the inheritance of the spirit kitchen and the teacher's teaching, which also makes the spirit kitchen very scarce.

The Jiang family did not have the inheritance of the spirit kitchen. This fierce beast Jiang Fusheng could only do it by itself, but the taste and role were much worse.

After handling the corpse of the leopard beast, Jiang Fusheng sorted out the debris found from the cave.

Finally, take out the things searched from Li Wushuang, a handy spirit sword, twenty pieces of spiritual stone, three Peiyuan Dan.

It is indeed the leader of the Li family's new generation. There are really a lot of good things on their bodies.

Lingshi.

The monk who had died in the mouth of the leopard beast before, the whole body was the three pieces of spiritual stone and a disabled.

However, the mosquito legs are also meat, and Jiang Fusheng has not disliked it, but these two gains are indeed not small. These materials are enough for him to cultivate for two or three months.

Lingdan Lingshi is fortunate to say, but this spirit sword is not easy to show up. Otherwise, it is discovered by the Li family. It is not only difficult to protect, but it is also easy to cause the Li family's difficulties and recruit disasters in the tribe.

After collecting the spirit sword, Jiang Fusheng walked out of the room. Before taking a few steps, he saw that Jiang Fulong and Jiang Fowei walked over with each other.

"Five Brother ~ Nine Brother ~"

"Seven brothers (seven brothers), are you okay?"

"It's okay, what's wrong?"

Jiang Fusheng was confused, but he knew in his heart that this should be the incident of Li Wushuang.

However, he did not intend to tell Jiang Fulong. When he told them that they could not play any role, they also made them worry, and he was afraid that Jiang Fuwei would miss his mouth.

Jiang Fulong is old when he is old. After all, Jiang Fuwei is still young, and he can't hide his face.

"It's okay, do you hear Jiu, Li Wushuang disappeared yesterday, I heard that it was dead. The Li family was looking for the murderer today.

Looking at Jiang Fuxing's disaster, Jiang Fusheng touched his head and said with a smile: "You also pay attention, don't talk nonsense recently, be careful of the disaster."

"I see."

Looking at him, Jiang Fusheng knew that Jiang Fusheng didn't go to his heart, but Jiang Fuwei was generally in the ethnic group, and there would be no big things.

"Seven brothers, where are you going?"

"Go and see my father."

"Then go first, let's go first."
Chapter completed!
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