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075 A group of blood-sucking leeches

Fu Yu kept sitting there and talking about it, as if he had done something terrible, which annoyed Wen Yi.

"Fish roe."

Hearing the fish roe, Fu Yu woke up instantly, "Oh oh oh, yes yes."

Such big commotion here would definitely attract people from Zixia Pavilion. Wen Yi wanted to rummage through the ruins to see if he could find anything useful, but finally chose to leave.

She is a foreigner.

The appearance of a foreign monk in Qingzhou will definitely attract the attention of Zixia Pavilion.

Wen Yi and the master of Zixia Pavilion had an unbearable past, and she didn't want the people in Miao Miao Huan Mansion to know that she had come to Qingzhou.

Liu Xinci must have known that she had run away, and he might have become furious at the station, saying that she was restless and unruly.

To Wen Yi, the word "keeping one's own integrity" is equivalent to restraint.

She reached out and unhooked the shopkeeper's storage bag. There were quite a few items inside, most of which were used to ward off evil spirits. What pleased Wen Yi the most was that there were at least two thousand spiritual stones inside.

For some reason, Wen Yi likes the feeling of going through the storage bag after killing someone...

"Come with me, I'll help you get fish roe."

After saying that, Wen Yi walked away.

"Okay...wait for me."

Wen Yi found an inn near the sea. She looked at Fu Yu standing outside the door with a restrained look on her face and said, "Come in."

Women's boudoir cannot be entered casually.

But she called me eh.

"Okay...Okay, fairy." Fu Yu took a deep breath and walked in holding the fish roe.

Wen Yi returned the thousand spirit stones to Fu Yu, and then opened the frozen jar.

"I don't have this spiritual stone..."

Fu Yu opened his mouth, and inhaled the rotten stench from his nose and mouth at the same time. His whole body was covered with tears, and tears flowed all over the floor involuntarily.

Wen Yi brought a basin of mountain spring water, poured the fish roe into it, used his spiritual power to eliminate the rotten smell bit by bit, and then melted the White Jade Chiyang Pill into a glass of water and poured it in.

These fish eggs are only about the size of a little finger, round like small marbles, turbid in color, and in the middle are pure black fish eggs that contain spiritual power.

Caviar is the egg of the sturgeon, which contains spiritual power and is the food of the young sharks.

After the water in White Jade Chiyang Dan melts, the fish roe absorbs it like crazy and expels its own dirt and carrion.

Half an hour later, the clear spring water turned fishy and black.

"Change the water." Wen Yi directed Fu Yu to rinse and change the water.

This time, the fish roe in the copper basin became crystal clear.

"It's done." Fu Yu smiled happily, "Thank you so much, fairy. I don't know her name yet."

"Wen Yi."

There are thousands of people with the same name and surname in the world. Wen Yi only plans to slightly change his appearance, not his name but not his surname.

"Wen Yi?" The appearance of the seventh elder of Piaomiao Huanfu appeared in Fu Yu's mind, and he breathed a sigh of relief after comparing it with the person in front of him.

Fortunately, he was not the seventh elder, otherwise senior brother would definitely punish himself severely.

"Thank you, Fairy Wen Yi." Fu Yu thought of the battle just now, "Thank you for your heroic deeds. How am I doing?"

Will the fairy think I'm paddling?

Next time I should rush forward with my sword and let the girl protect myself. It really doesn't make sense.

Wen Yi didn't understand why he asked, "Not bad."

Not bad indeed.

The two of them didn't have a tacit understanding at first, but Wen Yi was cautious enough and had the natural advantage of the Ruthless Killing Sword's ability to sense danger.

Fu Yu's untimely teleportation almost sent Wen Yi away.

"The female fairy is injured." Fu Yu took out a piece of talisman and handed it to her, "This healing talisman is very useful. Burn it into ashes and smear it on the wound. You can also mix the talisman ashes with water and take it orally. It won't take half a day to heal your injury."

You will be cured."

"Call me Wen Yi, you don't have to be so harsh." Wen Yi was about to light the talisman when a teacup appeared in front of him.

Fu Yu's handsome face looked a little flattering, "The spring water is warm. Do you want to drink something hotter? Or something cold?"

Wen Yi: "..."

The care was so meticulous.

She was a little uncomfortable with it.

"That's good." Wen Yi drank the talisman water and taught him how to wrap fish roes in ice one by one.

Fuyu is the spiritual root of water and fire.

Spiritual roots that are mutually reinforcing and incompatible are very rare in the world of immortality. Talisman Yu mainly controls fire and serves as water, so it is not difficult to condense water into ice.

After Wen Yi demonstrated it, he knew how to do it.

...

Two major events happened in Qingzhou City today.

The first one: The nameless alleyway collapsed inexplicably.

The second incident: an inconspicuous shop collapsed.

The only connection between the two is that the deceased were both at the Golden Core level or above.

The master of the Ziwei Pavilion, dressed in a fiery crimson robe, stood in front of the nameless alley, his robes rustling in the sea breeze.

"Pavilion Master, there are three golden elixirs in total." The disciple handed the golden elixirs to Fu Yun, the master of Ziwei Pavilion.

Fu Yu looked at the three golden elixirs in the box. The elder beside him looked shocked, "Pavilion Master, when did such a master come to Qingzhou and kill three golden elixir realm ghosts in an instant without taking away the gold?"

Dan, I don’t know what the other party means.”

There was not much expression on Fu Yun's handsome face. He lined up the golden elixirs in a straight line, "Check the number of foreigners who have come to Qingzhou this month... no, in the past six months."

"Yes!" The elder nodded, "Pavilion Master, can these three golden elixirs be kept? There are several disciples at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm in the sect who may be able to break through if they obtain the golden elixirs."

The Yuan Ying realm elder of Fu Sect, the master sect of Ziwei Pavilion, is in charge, so he naturally wants to 'respect' this powerful man.

"We can't hide the big commotion in Qingcheng. Send these three golden elixirs to Elder Fu Qing." Fu Yun closed the brocade box and said to the elder: "Send them over in person."

The elder gritted his teeth and said angrily: "The main sect regards Qingzhou as a training place for its disciples, but has never provided any protection. Whenever the sect has a new disciple of the Golden Core Realm, or an elder of the Golden Core is promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm, he will

After being taken away by them, we in Qingzhou still have to protect so many people. This is Qingzhou where monsters gather! The main sect is just a bunch of blood-sucking leeches!"

How hateful!

So irritating!

If the seventh elder of Piao Miao Huan Mansion had not bothered, Ziwei Pavilion would have left the Fu Sect long ago.

Fu Yun's handsome face was expressionless, "Go and send it off."

The elder was heartbroken and said, "Yes."

This response was feeble, unwilling, and filled with countless grievances.

Fu Yun's eyes darkened.

Ziwei Pavilion has paid too much for Qingzhou and is extremely kind to the main sect. He will not let those people continue to dictate to him. Qingzhou people do not need those superior people to show their sense of superiority.

He will definitely take Ziwei Pavilion out of Fu Zong's control.

It won't take long.

Soon, you will succeed soon.

"Go to the second collapsed place." Fu Yu looked at the blue sea in the distance, "Find someone to repair the wall and make it exactly the same as before."

Soon, Fu Yun and a group of disciples came to the shop.

Lying on the ruins was a master of the Golden Core Realm. Fu Yun's pupils shrank, and he saw in the deceased Ziwei Pavilion's best fire control technique.


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