Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter One Hundred and Twelve Ten Pure Yang Silks

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Watching the two leave, Yu Yinggu smiled and turned her head and said, "Are you still angry?"

A cold snort.

"This bastard is so blatant just to see that I won't refuse him in front of you."

"It's just a few genuine materials, if you feel distressed, I will compensate you!"

"I'm not distressed by the material, I am angry with the treacherous bastard. Really, I was the only one, Chen Xiaofeng, who blackmailed others, and I have never been blackmailed by others. The bird pecked!" Chen Xiaofeng exclaimed.

"This is called the back wave of the Yangtze River pushing the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach, hehe!"

The laughter of Dao Companion made Chen Xiaofeng feel depressed again.

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"Brother, I just saw Uncle Chen's face was not so good...?"

Xiaoyue asked as she opened the door of the guest room.

"Uncle Uncle's menopause is here, so he loses his temper easily!"

"What is menopause?"

Seeing Xiaoyue breaking the casserole and asking to the end, Xu Junming said casually: "Just when you menstruate with your women, it makes sense to be emotionally unstable."

"Oh, brother, you are good or bad!"

Xiao Nizi's face flushed instantly, and she turned and ran out.

Seeing her away from the back, Xu Junming had a "question mark face", but soon came to understand.

In the previous life, he was used to telling all kinds of dirty jokes with female colleagues. The sentence just now was not even drizzle. But that was the prevailing world, and there were not a few men or women who slept, and they were all embarrassed to say that they had been in love in the last life.

But this is not the Republic of China era when the affair is about to be immersed in the pig cage, the folk customs are conservative.

"Be careful in the future, otherwise you will be slapped in the face, that would be a shame!"

Although he does not intend to fall into the ‘dung pit’ of love, he does not want to be branded as a ‘disciple’ because of his negligence.

"It's a pity that this beautiful time is coming! So many beautiful and simple little Big sis!"

After shook his head, after calming down the complicated thoughts, he briefly looked at the room.

Close the door and sit down on the bed next to him.

One shot of the talisman bag, forty-nine seal talisman like arrows, flew out, sealing the whole room tightly in an instant.

He put his hand into the bag and took out the five-hundred-year Wen Yu gifted by Chen Xiaofeng.

After playing with it in his hand, a white talisman with shimmering white light and sharp as a sword emerged from his Baihui acupoint.

The "Demon Slashing Sword Talisman" in the advanced blue basic talisman stage is no longer a talisman talisman seed, but a genuine natal talisman.

When the tactics changed, an illusory blue three-foot long sword flew out of the seal, and Sword Qi, like a flying lightning, instantly cut Wen Yu in half.

The ‘chi chi ch’ sound continued because the speed of Sword Qi was so fast that dense blue Sword Qi silks appeared in mid-air like a bird’s nest.

With a bang with the sword, Wen Yu was completely broken. The surging pure Yang Qi, like a wave of anger, is surging.

But it was quickly blocked by forty-nine seals.

The yellow talisman is not really a magic talisman. Under the strong impact of the heavy yang energy, the aura flies away, and when it seems that it will not be able to support it.

Xu Junming shouted.

"Certainly!!"

A large seal-shaped magic talisman emerged from his head, and the white aura spread out in circles, but the pure Yang Qi that was enveloped by this aura instantly solidified.

Xu Junming sees sweat on his forehead, his face is solemn, his hands are like wheels, and countless handprints are derived.

At the same time as the aura flickered, the immobilized Yang Qi was little by little by him to eliminate the impact.

After all the Yang Qi was stabilized, the Six Town Magic Talisman and the Demon Slashing Sword Talisman were recovered.

He sighed in relief.

"This time spent half a cup of tea time! The Magic power of Xiantian middle stage is indeed much better than the early stage."

With his current Magic power, the natal talisman that can be used freely in the Gold Core period is really too difficult.

Seeing the pure yang energy as thick as mercury exploded after Wen Yu was broken by him for 500 years, Xu Junming took a deep breath.

After adjusting the breath for a while, the left hand tugged, and the pure yang air flew in the strands; the right hand seals, the handprints submerged in the pure yang air; the rune was derived, and a light golden filament gradually condensed into shape.

When the pure yang energy in the room was exhausted, he condensed into three pale golden filaments that were three feet three inches long and thick as hair.

Nodded with satisfaction, and opened the jade box next to it, which contained seven similar filaments.

In the past two months, apart from refining treasures for the customers of Dengzhen Pavilion, he used brocade techniques to train the pure male silk of the seven root holes with the remaining materials.

Xu Junming sighed slightly after putting the three newly refined pure Yang silks in.

It took enough to refine four or five natal treasures of Dongzhen Middle Grade Pure Yang Treasures, and then these ten "Dongzhen Supreme Grade" pure Yang silks were trained.

If you want to gather three hundred and sixty roots and make up the number he wants, you don't know how much time it will take.

Moreover, he has completed the orders for the Magical Item, which was accumulated by Denzhen Pavilion recently, to practice Chunyang Magical Item. If you want to quickly sacrifice and practice the pure male silk, you have to go to work.

However, it took half a time to practice a superb Magical Item, and the cucumber dishes were cold.

After thinking for a moment, he took out the ‘swallowing pot’ from the bag.

After more than two months of uninterrupted refining, he no longer needed the suppression of the two corpse cords, the Fumo Golden Lock and the Six Towns Talisman.

Divine Sense was immersed in the ‘Yin Swallowing Pot’. In a small space, a female ghost with deep grievances and a black face, but with a hint of golden luxury on the eyebrows, floated quietly in the center.

Around her, surrounded by seven hostile little ghosts!

As if aware of Xu Junming's Divine Sense, the female ghost suddenly opened her eyes, her pure white eyes revealing endless ferocity!

The purple-black mouth is open, the exaggerated, as if to tear down the entire chin arc, it is creepy.

"Jie...!"

The ear-piercing ghost whistle came straight to Divine Sense.

"Jie Jie...!"

The little ghosts also roared, flying like electricity, coming straight towards Xu Junming Divine Sense.

But before they got close, a layer of light black transparent mask blocked them tightly.

No matter how hard they struggle, it is difficult to break through the blockade of the mask.

Upon seeing this, the female ghost screamed, and with a heavy resentment, she ran into it like lightning.

With a ‘boom’, the mask trembled violently.

Xu Junming's expression was solemn, Magic power was input, and the light black mask was shining brightly, and the eight ghosts were locked in the town.

After about a quarter of an hour, the impact weakened.

Xu Junming took back the Magic power and let out a faint sigh.

In two or three months, he will be able to dissolve the Ghost Qi from the seven mothers and seven sons and eight Li ghosts, and accomplish this merit.

However, he had other considerations for the'Swallow Yin Pot'.

After preliminary training, it was discovered that although this jar is the perfect Magical Item of the twelve Taoist treasures, it corresponds to the "Poison One Tao", not the "Forbidden Tao" he had previously thought.

Banning more is only an aid, and the "drug path" is the fundamental.

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