The magic weapon stood in front of the gate of the courtyard, and his face turned into a righteous attitude. He gently buckled the door and called out with a loud voice: "Master's wife, open the door."

The magic array on the gate fluctuated slightly, and even if the people in the yard did not use their spiritual sense, they could easily know who the person was. The magic array also had certain defensive capabilities. If it was the power of the magic weapon at the peak of foundation building, if you wanted to break the magic array on the gate, there would be no movement for a while. At least the meridian-condensing cultivator had to attack with all his strength to completely destroy the magic array.

"Call me again!" A crisp and moving voice like a lark came from the courtyard, with a strong youthful and vitality atmosphere. Just listening to this sound makes people feel refreshed.

The magic treasure hurriedly called "Master's wife" several times in a flattering tone. The laughter like Yaoyao's silver bell in the inner room was very touching.

"The pills are almost gone, you go and guard them." Yaoyao said in the inner room, continued to clean up Yizui's room, and by the way, she dug out Yizui's little secret to satisfy her curiosity, but she did not show up. Every time she went out, she would clean up. Sometimes when she saw the interesting gadgets made by Yizui, she would domineeringly declare ownership, and then happily put her hips on her hips, staring at her big watery eyes and tell Yizui: "You are mine!"

"Oh, okay!" The magic weapon agreed readily. There was a simple alchemy room in the courtyard. The great and great power Vajra Pills came from there. Because they were relatively large, it took two days to make pills each time. The magic weapon was always held at the right time. Yizui was not as patient as he waited for the furnace.

The magic weapon was familiar to the simple alchemy room. There was a bronze furnace and cauldron placed alone in the room. The vigorous fire did not mean that it would decrease. The walls around were the hardest rocks. You could vaguely see the metal scratches from these slightly blackened rocks, which were profound and messy, just like a master of swords here who used an immature Wanjian Return to the Sect.

Magic weapon looked carefully at the bronze furnace and cauldron, and the muscles were tight. There were no masters here to practice Wanjian Return to the Sect. The scratches were scratched by flying metal during the furnace frying! It can be imagined that if the magic weapon did not run out in time at the moment of the furnace frying, it would be in danger. However, in order to preserve the medicinal power of Dadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadadada

The magic weapon stared at the furnace and cauldron with eyes, and didn't even dare to blink. After about half a stick of incense, he saw the fire in the furnace and cauldron jump violently a few times. The magic weapon's eyelids jumped involuntarily. The slightly thick body burst out with powerful maneuverability. He turned around and fled, quickly rushed forward, and threw himself to the ground with his head in his arms.

Although there were rocks to resist, it would not hurt the people outside, but the lessons of the car were still deeply imprinted in my mind. When I thought of the terrible scene when the entire alchemy room exploded, the magic weapon's face turned pale, and the rumbling sound behind him made his whole body tremble. But he quickly reacted keenly and rushed into the alchemy room quickly, put a pill the size of a head emitting heat and spiritual energy in the middle of the room into the bronze treasure chest that had been prepared long ago. He coughed vigorously and ran out of the smoke-filled alchemy room. The magic weapon, which was extremely embarrassed by the black smoke, held the bronze treasure chest, felt the heavy weight inside, and felt extremely satisfied.

This is called a pill, big, very large, very large. It is many times larger than those pills in the small jade bottle. Although it is not very round, it is a big one to cover up all the ugly things. It is because the pills are too big. When the pills are formed, ordinary bronze furnace cauldrons could not withstand huge fluctuations of spiritual power, so they were frying the furnace. The name of Dada Dali King Kong Pill is good. The magic weapon thinks that a few more big ones should be added to show the strength of the pills. However, it is too difficult to pronounce a few more big ones, so I can only give up.

The satisfied magic weapon cleaned up the messy alchemy room, bid farewell to Yaoyao, who was in a daze in the drunk room, and turned around to their base with a bronze treasure chest in his arms, thinking about the distribution of weight. It is not easy for more than 200 disciples to distribute fairness and justice. Perhaps, should we cut the pills into thousands as Master Yizhu said?

Behind Yichuan's courtyard is the Zen house of the old monk Yihai. Today, there are a few distinguished guests in this pure and elegant house. If you are drunk here, you will have to open your mouth and widen your eyes, because the visitor is the owner of the brocade boat that was knocked over by the big-headed fish and fat, Gu Mingyue and her maid Taohua, and Jin'an, who stood beside him, had no sense of existence.

"Master Yihai, when my father came, I specifically told me to say hello to you. A mere polite courtesy would not be respectful." Gu Mingyue smiled with her eyebrows, and her graceful demeanor made people feel heartbroken. Jin An looked at Gu Mingyue's decent and generous manner in dealing with people, and a smile of old comfort came from her eyebrows.

"Please." The old monk Yihai was so sophisticated that he didn't even raise his eyelids. He took the jade box handed over by Gu Mingyue like a ghost and placed it next to the table. It did not affect his tea-pouring rhythm. Just looking at this flowing craftsmanship was pleasing to the eye, and he looked like a master monk. However, his casual attitude towards Gu Mingyue's father gave him a gift, he could tell his nature.

Gu Mingyue was not pretentious, and she opened her red lips slightly. She sipped it. Her eyes naturally showed a stunning look. It has to be said that the tea art of the old monk Yihai is indeed very good, especially the tea contains a hint of slight drifting Zen meaning, which adds a bit of flavor to the tea level.

"To be honest, Mingyue came here just to see my husband who had made a marriage contract with her own eyes. I heard from my father that the son of King Liang was worshipped by Master Yihai. I wonder what the master felt?" Gu Mingyue said that the master had a sincere tone, and hesitated to tell her purpose, looking at Yihai's eyes without blinking.

However, Yihai still remained calm when he heard Gu Mingyue's problem. He looked at Gu Mingyue with a plain look to show respect. He did not take Gu Mingyue's temptation at all, but he had already turned several thoughts in his mind. If Yizhu is the one who knows the situation of Yizhu, it is of course his fault. When Yizhu was born, King Liang invited guests to have a banquet. Hualien Mountain was from Yihai who went to congratulate him in person. He was weak and should not practice Qi or physically. He was destined to not enter the country on the road of cultivation. Yihai was grateful to King Liang for his great kindness to Hualien Mountain. After discussing with other brothers of the first generation, he took Yizhu to Hualien Mountain.

Yihai still remembers that day when he walked into the Buddhist temple with a little timid Yizhu in his hand, the whole Buddhist temple was shining brightly. The ancestor who had become a Buddha for thousands of years in Hualien Mountain was forbidden to a hundred miles and personally lowered the Buddha's order. Yizhu was the golden body of all ages!

He only told Yizhu about this when Yizhu was fourteen years old, but Yizhu didn't understand the golden body of the world at all, and he didn't explain it to Yihai, so Yizhu might not take Yizhu himself in his heart. Over the years, Yihai was willing to be free from Yizhu, and he only tried to make Yizhu good in his nature. Yizhu's strength was as Yihai thought. Every sudden enlightenment made rapid progress, and the profound Buddhist teachings seemed to be imprinted in his bones.

During this period, Yaoyao, who was adopted by Yihai, fell in love with Yizhu again. The two little guys can be regarded as a pair of childhood sweethearts. Yihai is also happy to agree. So when Gu Mingyue asked him about Yizhu, the slightly black-bellied old monk Yihai had already thought about dealing with it in his heart and said as usual: "Yizhu has a deep relationship with Buddha and is extremely intelligent. In recent years, he has made great contributions to the development of Hualien Mountain and has lived a good life in Hualien Mountain."

The highest level of lying is to tell the truth. The old monk Yihai said it really, but he did not talk about Yizhu's cultivation at all. He seemed to avoid this point intentionally, but he deliberately or unintentionally pointed out that Yizhu has no prospects in cultivation. It is reasonable to hear Gu Mingyue and Jin'an. If Yihai said Yizhu's cultivation is profound, it would make them suspicious. After all, so many Yuanying monks at that time confirmed Yizhu's talent. The old monk Yihai dug a pit for Gu Mingyue in a few words. In the cultivation world, strength is the hard truth. Liang Guo is in a turmoil and Yizhu's strength is low. Gu Mingyue's wisest choice is to give up decisively. It is best to be able to break off the engagement immediately. In that way, Yizhu and Yaoyao can be together smoothly.

In addition to being surprised that the son of King Liang could have the name "一" as "一", Gu Mingyue also felt disappointed and relieved. Thinking of King Liang's great kindness to Hualien Mountain in the past, the powerful name "一" was also skipped by her. Moreover, Yihai also clearly told her that Yizhu lived well in Hualien Mountain, which eliminated a lot of her concern and would not be burdened by the name of being careless and righteous in the future.

On the vast South China Sea, Yizhu would not have thought that his nominal fiancée had been misled by the old monk Yihai. He was tilting his head and pouring the last drop of wine from the wine gourd into his mouth. Two pieces of redness were slightly red on his face, looking unsatisfied. He was thinking in his heart: Should we buy a wine fairy gourd? But the wine fairy gourd is too expensive, and in this way, he would have to buy a lot of wine and drink it poorly. He touched the small purse with a lot of crystal stones, and Yizhu was full of entanglement.

The Wine Fairy Gourd is a three-grade magic weapon, which can be large or small. When placed at the maximum, it can be compared with a small boat. It can even be used as a boat in the water. Compared with the wine gourd with a magic circle in Yizhu, the capacity is more than a little or two. It is really a must-have for veteran wine lovers. Of course, if you buy a bad wine for a few hundred jars, you won’t get many crystals. However, after so many years, the taste has been tricky. Although you can’t talk about high-quality wine, it is also medium-grade.

He casually took out a handful of Wufangzhai’s food pills from his little purse, gave one to the Pirate and Xiao Zixuan, ate two more, and gave the rest to the big eater Xiaopang.

Whenever Xiaopang is the happiest time, he just swallowed a lot of Qi-enhancing pills and was warm all over. He immediately could eat a lot of Wufangzhai food pills. How could this enjoyment be compared to a thousand angelfish? And this time Yizui bought braised pork flavored food pills. Compared with vegetarian food pills, Xiaopang naturally prefers meat flavored food pills.

Xiao Zixuan squinted her eyes and licked her lips, experiencing the taste of the gourmet balls. She was curious about how Wufangzhai used spices and Linggu to make braised pork-flavored gourmet balls. It was really amazing, especially you can imagine how attractive this gourmet balls are to monks.

While thinking, Xiao Zixuan almost couldn't stand firm with a "bang". Fortunately, Yizui put on the handle, otherwise she would become a water-falling pig when she fell into the sea. Yizui stroked her forehead with her palm, and her face was full of helplessness. A voice roared in her heart: "Xiaopang, do you dare to be stupider? How many times have you hit this reef?" The pirate also learned Yizui's head and shook his head in humane manner, and felt a sense of superiority that was smarter than Xiaopang, and he snarled twice with pride.

The big-headed fish Xiaopang, who was so dizzy that it continued to swim forward with a confused head. It was nothing to hit it. God knows whether Xiaopang's iron-headed skills were practiced in this way.
Chapter completed!