"Brother Liu, do you feel that there have been fewer monsters recently?" Mo Qianli asked.
Liu Qinghuan nodded: "It started to decrease half a month ago."
At this time, they were shuttled over a patch of water reeds, looking for traces of the monster.
"Half a month ago?" Mo Qianli scratched his head. He didn't feel anything before. It's just that they didn't encounter a monster in the past two days, which was strange: "Were they all killed by our monks?"
"How is it possible?" Liu Qinghuan said: "If the number of monsters were only this small, Qushang Swamp would not have existed for so many thousands of years. They probably retreated to the depths of the swamp or escaped to other places."
The monsters have begun to respond to the monks' large-scale cleanup, and it seems that the situation in Qushang Swamp will change again.
Liu Qinghuan looked at the gray sky: "I think we should go back to Haoyuan City."
The two of them had been hunting monsters together for almost two months, and they were already extremely tired. It was time to return to Haoyuan City to recuperate.
So they changed direction and ran all the way. If they encountered monsters on the road, they would deal with them easily; if they were difficult to fight, they would avoid them. After half a month, the two of them finally arrived outside Haoyuan City.
Mo Qianli said in surprise: "This wall is built so high!"
Standing in front of them was Haoyuan City's newly built city wall ten miles outside the city. It was now more than a foot high and an astonishing width of twenty or thirty feet!
However, they could only see a small section that was exposed, and the rest of the area was covered up by the magic circle so that nothing could be seen.
Liu Qinghuan looked carefully and found that every brick on the exposed city wall had some strange patterns.
The two passed through the gap left in the city wall, walked another ten miles, and entered Haoyuan City.
Liu Qinghuan said: "Let's go back to each sect's base first, and replenish the supplies we need for a few days."
"Well, when you're done, send me the message. I'll leave first." Mo Qianli waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the Xingyue Palace.
When Liu Qinghuan saw him walking away, he was ready to send a reply to the station.
At this time, an uncertain voice came from the side: "Yes, is it Fellow Daoist Liu?"
Liu Qinghuan turned around and saw a monk with only the second level of Qi training standing not far from the city gate, looking at him hesitantly.
Liu Qinghuan identified him and saw that he was nearly middle-aged, with a trace of worry and exhaustion in his eyes, so he smiled and said: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Wu."
The middle-aged monk came forward in surprise: "It's really you, Fellow Daoist Liu!"
The person who came was none other than Wu Tianyong. Liu Qinghuan, who was twelve years old when he first arrived in Haoyuan City, hired him as a guide for a day, and the two actually had a conversation.
Liu Qinghuan said: "Fellow Daoist Wu, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you?"
"Okay, okay." Wu Tianyong smiled with a smile on his face: "It's a coincidence. I told Chun Niu a few days ago that there are so many sect monks coming to Haoyuan City these days. I wonder if you can
Coming."
Liu Qinghuan cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry for you, fellow Taoist. I have been using the several magic tools I bought from you for many years. Originally, I thought I would come to you when I was free and buy two more magic tools. I
Remember your father-in-law is an intermediate weapon refiner, right?"
Wu Tianyong glanced at him and was even more surprised: "Fellow Daoist Liu, have you successfully established the foundation?"
Fellow Daoist Liu smiled and nodded. Wu Tianyong congratulated him repeatedly and said with emotion: "Back then, I knew that Fellow Daoist would be extraordinary in the future! It's just..."
He was silent for a moment before saying: "My father-in-law passed away a year ago, and the few spiritual weapons he left behind have been almost sold, and there is only one left. If Fellow Daoist Liu wants it, come with me to see one.
look?"
Liu Qinghuan thought that there was nothing important to do next, so he said: "Then it will be hard work."
Wu Tianyong led the way, and the two chatted while walking.
Wu Tianyong said with emotion: "When I first met Fellow Daoist Liu, you were still a teenager. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and I am already old, but Fellow Daoist Liu is still in his prime."
Liu Qinghuan was also a little touched. The two of them chatted while walking through the streets and alleys of Haoyuan City. After a while, they arrived at the small shop from back then.
Compared with the past, the decoration in the store has not changed much except for a boy of about ten years old standing behind the counter, as if time has frozen the place.
Wu Tianyong pointed at the boy and said, "This is my eldest son, his name is Wu Jiabao. Jiabao, please call him Uncle Liu."
Wu Jiabao looked smart and clever. He quickly walked out from behind the counter and saluted in a decent manner: "My dear, meet Uncle Liu!"
Liu Qinghuan helped him up, pulled him and said, "I didn't expect Wu Daoyou's son to be so old."
He could tell at a glance that the child had no spiritual roots. After thinking about it, he took out a jade pendant and put it in Wu Jiabao's hand: "It's our first time meeting, so I didn't prepare any gifts. If worn all year round, this piece of spiritual water jade can ward off evil spirits and eliminate cold."
, to promote blood circulation and nourish the body, you can play with it."
Wu Tianyong was surprised and quickly declined. Seeing that Liu Qinghuan really wanted to give it, he asked Wu Jiabao to accept it and thanked him repeatedly.
"Jia Bao, where is your mother?"
"Mom is taking care of my sister in the room."
Wu Tianyong asked him to continue looking at the store, and while leading Liu Qinghuan to the small courtyard behind the store, he shouted: "Chun Niu, Chun Niu, look who I brought back!"
Liu Qinghuan walked into the small backyard and saw a middle-aged woman with a haggard look walking out of the side room of the main room. When she saw him, she was stunned for a moment, and then she shouted in surprise: "Master Liu!"
Wu Tianyong described the situation when he met Liu Qinghuan, and then said: "Go and prepare a table of good wine and food. Today I want to have a good drink with Taoist friend Liu."
He turned around and looked at Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Daoist Liu, would you like to have a drink with me?"
Liu Qing said with a smile: "It's time to have a drink."
Chun Niu happily agreed and went into the kitchen next to her.
Wu Tianyong let Liu Qinghuan into the main hall. He turned around and entered the room on the right. After a while, he took out a box, opened it and placed it on the table.
Liu Qinghuan looked around and saw a jade pendant inside.
"This is the spiritual shielding pendant, but it is not a spiritual weapon, but a middle-grade magic weapon. It was the last thing my father-in-law made before his death. It can hide the monk's own spiritual power fluctuations, and it can also hide the true realm of cultivation.
.Even in front of someone whose cultivation level is two levels higher than yours, the other person won’t be able to tell."
Liu Qinghuan touched his chin, which was a good use: "How many spiritual stones are needed?"
Wu Tianyong said with an expression of embarrassment: "This spirit-shielding pendant is absolutely good in function. But because the price is too high, it has never been sold. If Fellow Daoist Liu wants it, just give him 20,000 spirit stones."
Twenty thousand? This price is indeed high. The average magic weapon only costs more than ten thousand spiritual stones.
Liu Qinghuan only has about seven or eight thousand spiritual stones, but he has a lot of elixirs: "Fellow Taoist, can you take the elixirs? How about I give them to you at 80% of the market price?"
Wu Tianyong felt something in his heart and nodded thoughtfully.
As a substitute for spiritual stones, elixirs are more popular than spiritual stones themselves. Liu Qinghuan would not think that Wu Tianyong would have objections, and he said that at 80% of the market price, it was also because Wu Tianyong also wanted to take out.
This can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous act.
Liu Qinghuan first took out eight thousand spiritual stones, and then five bottles of Peiyuan Dan. The market price of Peiyuan Dan is one hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones, and the 20% discount is one hundred and twenty. Each bottle has twenty pills, which is enough for two
Wanling Stone.
Wu Tianyong took the elixir and spirit stone, his mouth moved a few times, his expression was a bit complicated.
Liu Qinghuan glanced at him, and a glimmer of light quickly flashed in his eyes.
At this time, Chun Niu also brought out the food and wine one after another, and said with a smile: "Master Liu, the food is simple. I hope Master Xian can use his chopsticks a little."
Liu Qinghuan and Wu Tianyong sat down and chatted while eating wine.
Wu Tianyong is very talkative. He knows Haoyuan City very well and has good information from various channels. Liu Qinghuan was trying to understand the trends in Haoyuan City since the Qushang Swamp was cleared, but he got a lot of information from other sources.
News that is absolutely impossible to know.
It's just that Wu Tianyong seemed a little absent-minded and lost his mind from time to time.
While the two were talking, they suddenly heard the sound of breaking porcelain coming from the side room of the main room.