The shopkeeper stared at the traces of the two people breaking out of the window with a look of hatred, and clenched his fists.
"Let's go back and report to the king, waiting for the next action."
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Fang Zhe took Jiang Su and ran all the way from the west to the east of the city.
Stopped at the wall of a tall mansion.
"Okay, Fang Zhe, put me down." Jiang Su patted the man's arm and dangled a yellow talisman in his hand.
The yellow talisman spontaneously ignited, and a barrier rose up around the two of them. The barrier was gradually filled with the scent of some kind of rich spiritual material. The next moment, the barrier broke open and the scent suddenly disappeared.
"Soul-removing grass... I want you and me to be obedient. Haha, it's really interesting. He poisoned the medical practitioners. Where did this person come from? He has such a big heart."
After Jiang Su stood firm, he patted his clothes and stretched his muscles.
"There was no need to run, but after I smelled the Soul-Removing Grass, I subconsciously thought of Zhongdu, the place where the Soul-Removing Grass is produced, and I couldn't help but think it was Chu Lin's method..."
Thinking of this, Jiang Su's consciousness crystallized into a monk with white clothes, white hair, and even his eyelashes.
The man's expression was cold and cold, as if he were a god in the world. The autumn moon and the shadow of the sword were reflected in his pair of glazed eyes. His lazy and casual posture seemed to be far away from the world, and he really looked like a jade from a stranger.
He sat high next to the dragon chair, accompanied by the young man in yellow, and hundreds of officials worshiped him.
At a certain moment, when a middle-aged official was talking about the method of controlling floods in a certain place, the corners of his mouth slightly raised and he chuckled calmly.
All the pictures in the sea of consciousness collapsed at this moment.
Jiang Su immediately covered his head with both hands and squatted against the wall, leaning on the wall with his shaky body.
Fold it up and help it.
She pushed the red monk away and hit her head against the wall.
"Bang - bang bang bang -"
"Damn it... Sure enough... Chu Lin's cultivation level is already a veritable ceiling in the world of cultivation. Others' investigation of him... is tantamount to peeking into the sky..."
"Incarnate spirit...Old monster, the difference in cultivation level of the first level is as big as the sky."
"I am now in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and I can't even notice where the bottleneck is when I practice. It can be seen that it will take several years, even ten or even decades, to accumulate the cultivation in this area before I can touch the middle stage. This period
The rapid growth of my cultivation in the past few days is like a dream gone by now."
"How could my cultivation level grow so fast? In just half a year, I went from foundation building to golden elixir to Yuanying. After entering Yuanying, it seems that the speed of my entire cultivation has returned to the time when I first established foundation."
"Why...it's so unbelievable...it has advantages, but also a lot of disadvantages."
"I am just like Ye Zhou on the sea, drifting without any roots. When I encounter those huge boats, any stone thrown at me can sink me."
"The foundation of cultivation is unstable, and the earth is shaking. Now that I haven't refined elixirs and diagnosed illnesses for a long time, my heart will not be at ease."
Jiang Su clenched her fists and pounded her temples hard. She didn't pause until blood was stained on her joints.
The headache in the sea of consciousness was as if something was about to burst out of her skull, the pain in the top of her head, and her brain was thrown into chaos.
"Huh..." She gasped loudly, like a dying fish on the shore.
Fang Zhe saw this and wanted to get her medicine from the storage bag, but Jiang Su grabbed her wrist the next second.
"No need...it's not the previous illness."
Jiang Su breathed in the cold air and forced himself to use spiritual power to pour into his head.
Every time Fang Zhe encountered the pain of the sea of consciousness, he could get through it with his own perseverance. There was nothing wrong with me, Jiang Su.
"Chu Lin..." the girl gritted her teeth.
"I was negligent this time. Sure enough, my sudden blindness is related to the way of heaven. I can see what I shouldn't see, but I can't see what I should see."
"If I give up opening my eyes to see the blooming flowers in this world, I will close my eyes to see the truth of everything."
She took out a glass bottle filled with spirit-storing pills, opened her mouth and bit the mouth of the bottle, raised her head, and drank the whole bottle.
One bottle was not enough, so she spit out the empty glass bottle and held another bottle in her mouth.
After a full stick of incense, the turbulent sea of consciousness finally subsided. The girl in green turned sideways, leaning her head against the wall, and the ups and downs of her chest gradually weakened.
She put one hand around her knees and stretched her other hand forward.
"Um?"
"It feels wrong. Fang Zhe, when did your legs become so thin? Huh? Silk belt? The hem is also symmetrically embroidered???"
"Fang Zhe, you... where did you kidnap a child... from a wealthy family?"
Jiang Su's hand rubbed back and forth on the man's ankle. Based on the feel and the shape of the bones she sensed after transmitting spiritual power, she judged that the man's bone age should be almost the same as her own.
A girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
"Susu, long time no see!"
This voice...yes, the heads of the Western Region Sword Sect have been named Qi for generations, and this is the territory of their Qi family.
Qi Zhizhi blinked, bent over, and looked at Jiang Suzheng's hand rubbing his ankle with a puzzled look on his face. His face was slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed.
She pulled back the hem of her goose-yellow skirt and pursed her tender lips.
"It's itchy... Susu, it's a little itchy. Your hands are so cold." She said coquettishly in a coaxing tone.
"It's been a long time indeed." Jiang Su didn't take it seriously. He retracted his hand casually and sat down on the ground.
"Qi Zhizhi, Western Region Sword Sect, I actually forgot that I still have some of your old friends here." After she finished speaking, she chuckled a few times to herself.
Qi Zhizhi raised his eyes and glanced at the monk in red who was staring at Jiang Su not far away, then looked down at the girl in green, and softly discussed: "Su Su, our sect is behind you, come and sit down! It will take a long time.
No! I miss you so much!?"
The girl in a goose-yellow dress looks like a small yellow flower that has just sprouted in spring, exuding warmth and fragrance in every move she makes.
Jiang Su was silent. She didn't have the pleasure of meeting old friends in a foreign country. They were just people who met by chance. How could they be destined to meet each other thousands of miles away?
Qi Zhizhi was not scared away by Jiang Su's cold attitude. Instead, he stepped forward and held the girl's hand, rubbing the two pieces of catkins together to make the cold and hot become warm:
"I just heard the news from my senior brother. He heard from the vendors on the road that there will be a female medical fairy from the Shifang Sect at the Taoist seminar in a while. Many people are planning to try their luck to see you for diagnosis.
disease."
"That's why I couldn't wait to climb over the wall at night to find you! I didn't expect that I would run into you as soon as I climbed out! I'm so lucky!"
"Hey, Susu! What's wrong with your eyes?"
"Just now I saw that you had a splitting headache. I thought you had a relapse of an old illness and you are feeling groggy again. Could it be that you are weak? We have a lot of the best spiritual materials from the Western Regions at home, and there are also a lot of tonics among them.
Come with me and I’ll pick some for you!”
With that said, Qi Zhizhi picked up Jiang Su who was sitting lazily on the ground.