Wei Jiang thought for a moment and took the demon pill into his arms.

Song Weiwei sat up and looked at the Eight Immortals table, where there was a prepared soup. Wei Jiang poured the soup from the earthen pot into a bowl and gave it to Song Weiwei.

Song Weiyi reluctantly drank it, with a complicated look on his face, he looked at Wei Jiang and said, "Jingming, who are you?"

There was no reason why Song Weiyi couldn't help but be suspicious. Jingming's physical body was already of good quality, and Wei Jiang was even more intelligent. He could learn the skills of a mere swordsman almost instantly, and once he mastered it, he became proficient.

At first, Wei Jiang would pretend, but in the past two years, Song Weiwei's body became increasingly weak, and she no longer even pretended.

She pondered for a moment and said: "No matter who I am, I will be your disciple in this life."

"Hey, it looks like the demon pill has just been taken out..." Song Weiwei raised his head and glanced at Wei Jiang: "I don't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing when I accepted you. Jingming, please don't do anything wrong."

"I know." Wei Jiang helped Song Weiwei lie down: "Master, please take care of yourself while I go buy some vegetables."

Song Weiyi stopped talking and just sighed.

Wei Jiang walked out of the room, walked out of the courtyard, walked a hundred steps in the alley and entered another courtyard.

It was obviously noon, but the yard was full of gloomy air.

As soon as she entered, the door to the main room opened, and Wei Shentong greeted her respectfully: "Miss."

"Have you finished your task?"

"It's done," Wei Shentong took out a magic seal from his sleeve: "I used the silver-armored corpse to attract chaos, and then took the opportunity to sneak into Gezao Mountain and steal this magic seal. Miss, let's see, is it still useful?

"

"Barely."

Wei Jiang put the seal away and said, "If you do this well, there must be some reward."

As he finished speaking, the demon pill appeared in his palm as he turned his hand. Before Wei Shenong could see clearly, Wei Jiang made a palm print on his Dantian.

The powerful infuriating force forced the demon pill into the sea of ​​​​Qi in his Dantian.

"Your bones are not good, and the Taoist methods you practice are also heretical. Even if you practice for a thousand years, you will not become a true immortal. This demon elixir has four hundred years of Taoism. You can use it to practice the fake elixir. At least it will give you more time.

Live twenty years.”

Wei Jiang withdrew his right palm. The Wei Shen Tong was already covered in cold sweat from the pain, and he groaned and fell to the ground. The silver-armored corpse protector was eager, and the coffin in the room suddenly opened, and the silver-armored corpse rushed out.

Wei Jiang just glanced at him, and the silver-armored corpse stopped. He just opened his mouth to whimper and threaten, but did not dare to step forward again.

"It's easy to get used to it. I'll come back and give you instructions if you need anything."

After that, Wei Jiang lowered his body and took away the money bag from Wei Shentong's body. There was only a dozen pieces of gold in it, plus a stack of silver dollar coupons.

Weighing it in his hands, Wei Jiang said, "I have no money. You can find some money later."

These days, most of the people living in the capital are Manchus. Theoretically, the person with the most good things must be the one in the palace, but I don’t know who is so wicked that he swept away the good things in the palace, so Wei Jiang was short of money.

You can only put your thoughts on those big people like princes.

After leaving Wei Shentong's place, Wei Jiang stopped at the door and thought about it, then went to Beizi Mansion again.

He sneaked into the mansion by a familiar route. The small courtyard was as usual. Wang Mintong was reading the newspaper, and there was a maid waiting beside him.

After using the concealment technique, Wei Jiang quietly entered the room and patted Wang Mintong's shoulder gently. Wang Mintong, who was already eleven years old, had grown taller and suddenly became excited. He raised his head and said, "Tui'er, I have some problems."

If you are tired, please go down."

"Gege, shall I go to make the quilt for you?"

"No need, it's not like I don't have long hands."

"Hey," Cui'er said with a smile, "then I'll go to Fujin's place first and come back later."

Cui'er walked away briskly, and Wang Mintong immediately stood up and closed the door. Turning around, he saw Wei Jiang sitting there with dignity, eating a piece of pastry.

"Master, where have you been these days?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't." Wei Jiang said coldly: "Have you been delayed in your practice these days?"

"No, I work hard every day."

Wang Mintong's face was full of smiles. In her opinion, Wei Jiang seemed to be old-fashioned in temperament, but he was about the same age as herself. Forget about being a master, he was just a playmate at most. Yes, she treated cultivation as a play.

Wei Jiang clapped his hands and punched him without any warning. Wang Mintong was startled and flew back. He kicked out his legs in a row and got a little gap. Then he stepped aside and attacked with both fists in turn.

.

There was a crackling sound, and Wei Jiang casually raised his fists and pushed Wang Mintong backwards.

Wei Jiang nodded: "Quite diligent."

"guard……"

"Um?"

"Master, when will you teach me Taoism?"

Wei Jiang glanced at him: "We'll wait until you break through the Xuanzhao realm."

"Why?"

"The little bit of Qi in the foundation building can be used up by just two spells. What's the use of learning it?"

After a pause, Wei Jiang said: "You have to step up your practice. If you don't ascend within thirty years, I'm afraid you will have to be a mortal for the rest of your life."

Wang Mintong muttered: "There is nothing wrong with being a mortal..."

…………………………

Mr. Hui was stripped of his demon elixir and his soul was completely destroyed. The descendants of the Hui family went crazy and searched for the perpetrator. However, they searched all over the country and could not find any useful information.

The Hui family keeps a low profile and is popular among the four major families. This time, neither the Hu family nor the Chang family, who are newly transformed into dragons, have ever made trouble for the Hui family. The Hui family still occupies the top of the Xiaoxing'an Mountains.

It's just that although the four families are not in trouble, the scattered wild fairies are hard to deal with. In the past two months, there are always wild fairies who have self-control and bully them up to the top of the mountain, and there have been several fights in Xiaoxing'an Mountains.

Every three to five days, you can hear news from Hu Qigu. Sometimes the wild fairy who came to bully the family was beaten away, and sometimes the Hui family was severely injured.

Fei Jingting was too lazy to deal with this nonsense and only treated it as gossip.

When school was about to start, everyone returned to Jinmen. Fei Jingting traveled all over the Yanshan Mountains and stored a large number of Yin evil spirits in jade tablets for daily practice when he returned to Jinmen.

Schools started to reopen in September, and Zhang Huaiying took Yin Jinhua to Beichen Girls' High School. That bastard Gao Da still had to spend two years in elementary school.

Fei Jingting's practice progressed slowly. That day's eye skills were not achieved overnight. On the contrary, the art of false form incarnation, perhaps because of the breakthrough in realm, has been practiced for thousands of miles. In the last few months, Fei Jingting's false form incarnation technique has

The art is complete.

What is Dacheng?

In the courtyard of the bungalow, Fei Jingting and Fu Yunzhao were chasing each other, and when they saw Fu Yunzhao taking a shortcut to catch up, Fei Jingting performed a magic trick, and his body suddenly leaped into the air and turned into a magpie. He turned around and was flown up three feet.

building.

Not to be outdone, Fu Yunzhao turned into a kite and followed Fei Jingting and flew in through the open window.

The door of the study room was closed, and behind him was Fu Yunzhao's transformed kite. Fei Jingting flapped his wings twice, and immediately transformed into a gecko, clinging to the bookcase, and in a blink of an eye he got behind the bookcase.

Fu Yunzhao picked it twice, and when he saw that the bird's beak could not peck it, it immediately turned into a small emerald green snake and got in along the hole.

The two were like gods fighting each other, and they were noisy for a while before they stopped.

Fei Jingting, who was about to regain his human form, pinched seven inches of the small emerald green snake. The snake struggled for a while and returned to Fu Yunzhao's appearance. He twisted away the hand that was holding his neck, coughed twice and said excitedly: "This is the art of incarnation.

It's indeed mysterious, right now I'm just successful, but when I practice it to a deeper level, I'm afraid even Qilin can change."

The door opened and Zhang Leyao said thoughtfully: "It's indeed magical. Maybe the seventy-two changes in Journey to the West were made up based on it."

Journey to the West is a novel. The Taoist magic in it can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, moving mountains and seas. In fact, how can the real magic be so powerful? It is just artistic processing.

The novel also says that Buddhism's Dharma is boundless, but the reality is that monks can only chant sutras and don't know any magic.

Fei Jingting looked at Zhang Leyao with a smile: "This art of disguise is very useful, Leyao, don't you learn it?"

Zhang Leyao smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, learning more is not as good as learning well. I only have thunder skills."

There was a noise from below, but it was Guan Xiyi returning from shopping.

"Food prices have gone up, meat prices have gone up, everything is going up. I think it's better to stock up on more food as soon as possible. Maybe there will be a fight in the next few days."

Ni Qiufeng, who was coaxing the child, agreed: "We should stock up on some. There are so many people in the family, so we should save some if we can."

The second Zhizhi-Fengzhi War is just around the corner.

Two days ago, Marshal Zhang denounced Zhili's attack on Zhejiang, and arbitrarily formed the Zhenwei Army in the name of assisting Lu Yongxiang, and appointed himself the commander-in-chief. The army was organized into six armies, with a total strength of 150,000.

Anyone who is not blind can see that after two years of hard work and hard work, Marshal Zhang and even the entire Fengtian faction can no longer hold back, and this time the troops are directed towards the pass.

What's interesting is that President Cao didn't take it seriously at all. He thought it was child's play to drive the Feng Clan out of the country two years ago. It would not be difficult to deal with the Feng Clique two years later. Isn't it just a war? Just fight a few casually.

Just drop it.

The common people didn't care about this. When they heard that there was going to be a war, they hurriedly stocked up on food. As the autumn harvest was approaching, the price of food in Tianjin bucked the trend and rose.

Fei Jingting went downstairs and thought that there was no need to worry about such a trivial matter with a few women, so he agreed to the suggestion of stocking up on food. In the afternoon, Guan Xiyi bought a large cart of food. The food was opened and eaten.

It will be fine to eat until next summer.

On September 15th, Fengjun suddenly launched an attack and headed towards Shanhaiguan, Chifeng and Chengde.
To be continued...