Like a speck of green among thousands of flowers, a unique character suddenly appears among all kinds of people.
There was nothing wrong with the mask being one sold by the Merchant Alliance, but what was incompatible with ordinary people was the big bald head revealed behind the mask.
"moon."
"dragon."
Their eyes met invisibly, and even though they were separated by masks, the two recognized each other's identity immediately.
Although they have not known each other for a long time, they have the most special relationship with each other.
He Wenlong is the only person in the world who knows the reincarnation of Ling Qingzhu.
Ling Qingzhu is the first person in He Wenlong's hundreds of thousands of years as a demon cultivator who can let go of all wariness and get along with each other without any intrigues.
After not seeing each other for three months, the two people who are special to each other looked at each other at a distance of one meter.
"Welcome back." Ling Qingzhu said with slightly narrowed eyes behind the mask.
"Yeah." He Wenlong nodded.
"Also,..." Ling Qingzhu said again.
"Yes." He Wenlong nodded again with a smile on his face like a virtuous monk.
"Can you still put on your cloak?" Ling Qingzhu asked, squinting her eyes slightly.
"Um?"
He Wenlong was puzzled by Ling Qingzhu's request. Now that he had put on a mask, he should no longer have to worry about his identity being exposed.
"It stung my eyes."
"..." After reacting, He Wenlong silently took out the cloak he thought he wouldn't need and put it on again, feeling heartbroken.
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With He Wenlong, an emperor-level warrior, by his side, Ling Qingzhu immediately felt that he had a lot of confidence, and the plan that had been temporarily delayed due to fear of being targeted could be started.
The two of them walked around Fangquan City. During this period, Ling Qingzhu bought a lot of elixirs, packed a meal and two bottles of sake, and then returned to the inn.
"Don't mind it. In fact, I don't hate bald men, nor do I dislike monks. It's just that a few bald donkeys in my previous life left a big psychological shadow on me. Now that I think about it, I still feel like I want to sharpen my knife because it's dull."
Ling Qingzhu gritted his teeth as he recalled the memories of that period in his previous life.
To make someone with such a calm mind like her so angry that she doesn't care about her image, God knows what kind of heartbreaking things have happened to her.
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"Amitabha, female donor, you are too murderous. The poor monk advises you to put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
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"Amitabha, although this man has committed extremely evil crimes, he has now recovered completely. I would also like to ask the female donor to find mercy and forgive me."
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"Amitabha, I am compassionate and ask the female benefactor not to commit any unintended crimes."
"Bald Donkey, they want to kill me, why should I let them go?"
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"Bald Donkey, I have tolerated you for a long time. I have never killed innocent people indiscriminately. Everyone I kill has a right to death."
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"Bald Donkey, it's my fault that I fell into Avici Hell. It's not your turn to take care of it."
"Amitabha, the female donor once extended a helping hand to the poor monk when they did not know each other. How could the poor monk watch the female donor fall into the Abi Hell? Therefore, the poor monk made a great wish that if he did not save the female donor in this life, he would not become a Buddha.
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"Bald Donkey, I can't beat you, why don't I hide?"
"Amitabha, the Buddhist divine foot power is the top magical power of speed in the heavens. If the moon donor wants to learn it, the poor monk can teach it to him."
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"Amitabha, all donors, listen to the advice of the poor monk. When is the time for retribution? Only when you put down the butcher's knife can you become a Buddha. The sins of the moon donor will be shouldered by the monk. If you want revenge, come to the monk." Facing the Heaven Realm.
Although there were hundreds of god kings and monks alone, they still said calmly.
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"Ahem, Yue, when will the injustice be repaid? Let's end the grudges here with the poor monk. This is the poor monk's own choice. I have no regrets. Can you promise the poor monk to put down the butcher knife?"
"..., bald donkey."
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"No one said a word except for the waiter who came once in three months to collect the room rent. To welcome you back, let's have a drink."
That's what he said, but recalling these past events buried deep in his heart, Ling Qingzhu set out the food and drinks and started drinking.
Although the previous life only lasted a few hundred years, which was nothing compared to the long lives of other God-Emperors, those few hundred years experienced the entire life of other God-Emperors' cultivation.
Others see her as an unparalleled evildoer whose cultivation realm has improved rapidly. No matter what she learns, she understands it as soon as she learns it and becomes good at it as soon as she practices it. However, they don't know that she has never stopped to rest for hundreds of years.
When awake, he explores secret realms everywhere to find opportunities, and runs around avoiding enemies. In his sleep, he continues to practice in the spiritual world, digesting the opportunities gained while awake into strength.
After He Wenlong saw that Ling Qingzhu was obviously in a bad mood, he naturally sat down and started pouring wine to accompany the wine.
With the strength of Ling Qingzhu's soul, the anesthesia of alcohol on her body has long been unable to affect her consciousness, and it is naturally impossible for her to get drunk.
After the meal, seeing that Ling Qingzhu had returned to her usual state, He Wenlong followed his curiosity and asked: "Yue, how do you manage to drink and eat without taking off your mask?"
"Nothing? Just a small way to use the way of space." Ling Qingzhu waved his hand indifferently.
After Ling Qingzhu's mood returned to normal, he took out the various elixirs he had purchased before and started busy again.
Half an hour later, Ling Qingzhu came to He Wenlong with a potion and a formula full of detailed elixirs and said: "Go and give the potion and the formula to Liu Qi, and tell him that this potion is for him to use.
Yes, the medicine in the formula is a commodity requested by the Merchant Alliance, and he knows what to do with the rest."
After three months, the development of the business alliance has been on the right track, and Ling Qingzhu should naturally provide the support he deserves.
There are two types of potions in this formula. One is the Pulse Condensing Spirit Liquid, which can increase the speed of the Pulse Condensing Realm in absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth tenfold within one day after taking it.
The other is the repairing spirit liquid that has been improved by Ling Qingzhu himself. It complements the Pulse Condensing Spirit Liquid and can perfectly repair the hidden dangers left by the body's meridians after taking the Pulse Condensing Spirit Liquid for cultivation.
Of course, the role of the repairing spirit liquid cannot be just to repair the hidden dangers left by using the pulse condensing spirit liquid for cultivation. Its real purpose is to repair the body.
For example, the hidden dangers accumulated by monks after years of recovery from injuries, or hidden injuries that cannot be cured, or even the body's vitality is depleted and the organ function is weak due to some reasons, these can also be repaired with the repairing spirit liquid.
Originally, these two medicines were elixirs. After being refined into elixirs, they are easier to carry and can be stored for a longer period of time.
However, considering that it would be too troublesome to train alchemists, Ling Qingzhu changed it to potions.
Anyway, as long as the potion has a formula, even an ordinary person who doesn't know anything can prepare it after measuring the mixing ratio of the elixir.