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Chapter Eleven, Golden Cicada wooden bag ascending dragon stone, projected to find an adventure partner(2/2)

He was dressed in black and looked eleven or twelve years old. His face was full of childishness and he looked harmless. When the bald man glanced at the meson on Zhuoyi's wrist, his pupils shrank inadvertently.

The bald man naturally knew that in the Vast Sea Continent, mesons were treasures for storing things. They usually only appeared on the wrists of those who were powerful enough to transform spirits or above, and occasionally appeared on some star-level star warriors. This convinced him that Zhuo Yi was a

He is a powerful spirit transformer. But he doesn't understand why he is so young.

"Chaoyang pepper?" Zhuo Yi was a little surprised. He just read the description about Chaoyang pepper yesterday, and someone is looking for it today.

Zhuo Yi remembered that Chaoyang pepper is an annual plant. There are some special substances in Chaoyang pepper that can temporarily hinder the thoughts and star power of the following Star Heroes or monsters. Moreover, if pepper powder is inhaled into the nose, it will also

It can cause coughing, wheezing, tearing and other uncomfortable symptoms.

"Is it possible that Mr. Star Man is also after this thing?" Seeing Zhuo Yi's expression, the bald man asked further.

Zhuoyi didn't speak, he just looked like you have the right to ask me.

As if he realized something, the bald man smiled awkwardly: "Sir Star Man, it was me who was rude! What do you think, Mr Star Man, of my previous proposal?"

The bald man knew clearly that if there was a Spirit Transformation Star Man in his team, then going to the fifth floor this time would be absolutely foolproof. Therefore, he did not want to miss this opportunity.

"Okay, although I'm not afraid of any monsters on the fifth floor, it's naturally better to have some companions." An old voice came from Zhuo's mouth.

Following slowly behind the seven people, Zhuo Yi quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead. He touched Jie Zi on his wrist and thanked his father again in his heart.

"Lord Xingxia! There is one thing that I don't know whether to talk about or not." The bald man suddenly walked to the back of the team and stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhuo Yi.

"Huh?" Zhuo Yi squinted his eyes, as if you were talking about it.

"Why is Master Xingxia still looking like a boy?" The bald man scratched his head.

Zhuo Yi smiled, had an idea, and said: "This is because of my skills. I am 53 years old this year and was born in Hanhai 2285. It was a fluke to enter the Spiritual Transformation Mirror. I came to Bury God's Shangmai this time because I wanted to

Looking for some opportunities."

"That's it!" The bald man suddenly realized.

"Slow down!" Suddenly, Zhuo Yi's face became heavy and he called out to everyone.

The bald man immediately stopped and became alert.

"What's wrong?" The bald man looked around and saw no monsters, so he asked doubtfully.

"Ahead! There is a fifth-level monster red-faced hairy monkey!" Zhuo Yi pointed to a giant tree not far away.

However, no matter how the seven people looked, they could not see the so-called red-faced woolly monkey, but they were still vigilant.

In fact, Zhuo Yi was able to pass through the seventh ring safely without encountering any monsters. The reason was not luck, but the power of his own strong will.

During his 12 years in the Tianchi Sect, Zhuoyi did many bad things. For example, Weiniu Chili was actually because he felt that long-distance running alone was too boring and he wanted to find some excitement, which might help him improve faster.

His father was very strict with his training. In addition to breaking wood with his bare hands, he would also blindfold Zhuoyi and make him walk on plum blossom piles.

I remember one time Zhuo Yi fell from a plum blossom pile and almost died. It was his father who gave him a red pill that saved him from death. From then on, Zhuo Yi was very curious about pills, so he often

While his father was not at home, he used the family's stove to randomly refine a lot of red pills. Not knowing the effect, he decided to try it on animals first. So Dahei of Aunt Li's family became Zhuo Yi's experimental subject.

What Zhuoyi didn't expect was that after taking the red pill, the dog went crazy and faced the wood outside the village. Every time he thought about this, Zhuoyi laughed in his heart.

Later, Wang Chang knew what he was thinking, and actually took the initiative to provide medicinal materials and let him do whatever he wanted. In the end, many people's pets suffered.

Although Zhuo Yi did not successfully refine any elixirs, he found that the power of his thoughts was getting stronger and stronger. It was also because of his special training methods that his physical strength increased very quickly.

However, Zhuo Yi's actions have become a sign of playfulness and neglect of business in the eyes of everyone.

"Hmph!" Zhuo Yi looked at the suspicious eyes of the group and suddenly took out a casting charm. There was a "bang" sound, and the casting charm exploded above the tree crown. This was the cast leftover from playing with Han Qian'er.

Talisman.

Zhuo Yi looked at the fireworks that were still beautiful during the day and thought of Han Qier again. He clenched his fist and said, "You stinky bug! Wait for me!"

"Ji..." shouted, and saw a huge red-faced long-haired monkey jumping out of the giant tree.
Chapter completed!
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