Big Data Cultivation

If Feng Jun really wants to fool people, there is still a bit of tricks.

He stopped discussing the exercises and turned to other things, "Then do you know, are there any spiritual resources nearby?"

Lang Zhen saw that he did not answer positively, and knew that people did not want to undertake this matter, but he was not disappointed.

It is not a trivial matter to invite others to cultivate immortals. It should not have been a hasty decision. Ge Feng's reaction was normal.

In fact, the other party did not turn over or blame in the first time, it is already considered to have good intentions.

But for Feng Jun ’s question, he was still a little ignorant and could only shake his head, “What resources, do you say spirits?”

Where do I know what resources? Feng Jun hummed inwardly, but his face was quiet, "Is there a spirit stone?"

"Spirit Stone?" Lang Zhen was ignorant again. To be honest, he was more stunned today than in the past year. "What is that?"

Feng Jun is already very familiar with his state, so he changed the noun altogether, "Or ... Xian Shi?"

Lang Zhen continued to be forced, "Xian Shi ... what is that? I have heard people talk about Xian Shi."

Feng Jun scratched his head depressedly, and then found a cigarette to point, "So ... Energy Stone? Xian Bao? Spirit Crystal? Xian Jing?"

He could not get the exercises temporarily, but he knew that it was useless to be anxious.

He has been in and out of the space more frequently recently, and he finds it particularly convenient to do so. However, the long charging process has made him very crazy. He hopes to get a few pieces of spirit stones. This gadget is converted into energy points, which is really fast. Convenience.

When the time is full of energy, I want to enter, enter, exit, enter, exit, enter and exit ...

How does it feel ... This idea is a little dirty?

"Fairy Crystal," Lang Zhen whispered, and his eyes lit up, "So the spirit stone you said is the fairy crystal?"

Feng Jun heard that his spirit was shocked, "Why, have you seen it?"

"No," Lang Zhen shook his head sternly, "This is the resource for cultivation ... walkers, how could I ever see it? I heard someone talk about it."

Feng Jun's eyes rolled back, "So what color is the fairy crystal you heard about?"

"Where do I know this," Lang Zhen smiled and shook his head, then tentatively asked, "What color is the spirit stone you are talking about?"

"You don't even know," Feng Jun waved his hand and spoke lightly.

As for the color of the spirit stone, he directly ignored this question, and naturally, those who cultivated immortals should have the style of those who cultivated immortals.

As expected, Lang Zhen's mouth moved, and finally he dared not continue to ask.

In any case, for Feng Jun, the gains tonight were great. Not only did he know that lone wolf is a ridiculous and funny, but he was also glad to learn that there is a cultivator in this plane.

At the end of, it was more than four o'clock in the morning, and the sky was already bright. The people of the three villages had got up, and after picking up the stop, taking advantage of the coolness of early wake-up, they hurried on their way.

Xiaohu Village has a slower speed because of the huge two-wheeler of God Doctor. Pushing a motorcycle on this dirt road, I really want to be unable to get up fast, and even not as good as those who carry goods with a pole Go fast.

Of course, the weight of the motorcycle is too heavy, Feng Jun put too much on the car, this is very relevant.

But after walking forty or fifty miles, the benefits of having a car are still reflected. People in Xiaohu Village can put things on the car, and then take turns to push the motorcycle, and others can walk empty-handed.

Only Jia Xingwang, because he hated Feng Jun in his heart, would rather carry a basket, rather than greedy those conveniences.

When it was almost noon, the sun was getting more and more poisonous, but Shuangxi Town was ahead.

Everyone put their efforts together and rushed to the town.

This town is really very small, that is, two streets and one vertical street, the most lively section is near the intersection.

The place to catch Daji is not at the crossroads, but on the south side of the town, on a large flat ground next to the road.

This flat ground has a full area of ​​100 acres, the ground is leveled, and there are rows of large trees with thick bowls in the middle, which can protect the wind from the rain and the sun.

Tomorrow is the day of the rush, and those who come today are early arrivals, you can first occupy the shady ground under the shade of the trees.

Feng Jun also wanted to occupy a shady place. He was most afraid of the heat, but after seeing the fierce competition, he simply looked for a shady place, took out the bracket to build the pergola, and then propped up the camp bed.

He had just sat on the camp bed for half a minute, and he saw Lang Zhen walked around.

Once the image of the master is shattered, it is really that the widow has lost her chastity.

He nodded to Feng Jun carelessly, "Looking at you like this, also planning to set up a booth?"

"Yeah," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, "Since I come to the market, I must try to set up a stall, this is also a rare experience."

He wanted to say that he came to this plane, he just wanted to feel the fun of the stall.

But Lang Zhen was obviously distracted, he nodded slightly, "Yes, experience, everything should be experienced ... What are you going to sell?"

Feng Jun thought about it and replied, "Is it good to sell lighters?"

"This thing is a bit extravagant in Shuangxi Town," Lang Zhen commented. "In fact, it is no better than Flint. Generally, people don't need to spend a lot of money to buy it. It's a pity to sell it for a cheaper product. ... I think chocolate is good. "

Chocolate is also a luxury, but this thing has a unique taste, there are no substitutes, there is not much money in Shuangxi Town, but that is only a little lower. In terms of absolute quantity, it is still quite a lot. Chocolate is so delicious that it must be sold. It's not bad anymore.

Feng Jun answered frowningly, "The weather is too hot, this thing will melt."

He thought about it and decided to change to another kind of goods, "Will I sell cigarettes better."

Evening party that day, there were more people in the market, some people have even started to do business, some sell herbal tea, some also sell snacks, noisy is very lively.

Sister Lang took Brother Lang, and the two sisters shuttled through the crowd, stopping from time to time, telling people something.

Feng Jun did n’t have to look at it, so I guessed that the sisters and brothers must be selling Yaling ’s bamboo shoots in the crowd-this kind of good thing ca n’t be sold in the booth, only through private contact, first to get a few Guys who are interested in buying.

At the moment, Lang Zhen was again a kind of demeanor. He sat on the camp bed and smoked silently while holding a cigarette pot. The red dot on the head of the cigarette pot was dark and dark, reflecting the expressionless face. face.

It was about the early hours of the Hai, which was more than nine o'clock in the night. A dozen people walked in from outside the field. The head was two fast catchers, and behind them were all sturdy men. Road number.

The two arrested and looked around for a while. After seeing Feng Jun, their eyes suddenly lighted up, and they walked past.

Feng Jun didn't have to think about it, just by looking at this posture, he knew that these two guys were definitely looking for the ballast.

The people in this space are doing things, it really does not cover up very much, the two arresting people do not go to other people to pretend to go to the subject.

After came over, a strong catcher said aloud, "Where are you from? What are you doing here?"

Feng Junbaya smiled, "I just passed by, I heard that there will be a big collection tomorrow, so let's take a look."

"Passing by?" Gao Zhuang's eyes quickly looked up and down, and stretched out his hand. Ruohong Zhong said, "I see your strange appearance, clearly a spy from a thief ... I'll bring the identification!"

Where does Feng Jun have identification? However, during his stay in Xiaohu Village during this time, he was quite rewarded, so he answered indifferently, "I didn't plan to set up a stall. What kind of identification do I need?"

The management of this plane is much looser than that of the earth. Identity certification is important, but if you do n’t do some important things, it does n’t matter if you have an identity, otherwise, there can be so many hidden or escaping households.

Like Xiaohu Village, there are still many people who do not have an identity. This does not prevent them from coming to the market. Do n’t set up a stall. If you set up a stall, the government is qualified to investigate your identity.

Another example is that Sister Lang can kill the middle-aged man without hesitation-if everyone's identity is registered and the destination is clear, how dare she kill people so casually?

However, although Feng Jun's words are in line with everyone's cognition, these people have taken the initiative to come to the door, there must be a reason ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The strong catcher sneered, "Hey, who said to you, no stall Can't check your identity? Are you catching fast, or am I catching fast? "

Next to a white body holding his arm, his eyes were glared, and he said in a nasty voice, "Boy, the official checks the fugitive, who cares if you are a stall!"

Say this ... Of course, there is no problem. It is politically correct to check the escaped households at any time.

But looking for it directly, and then checking the fugitives, it was intentional.

"Play 3rd Brother," someone shouted in the distance and then ran over, not someone else, but Ding Erji.

He arched a white body and smiled, "Sixth brother, this is Feng Shen doctor, saved a child's life, I am willing to guarantee him, so I don't need to check it?"

The second child Ding said that he knew some friends in the town.

The third brother is a stout man. He looked at Ding Eryi up and down, frowned, and said, "Who are you?"

Ding's eyes glared, "I'm the second child of Ding in Xiaohu Village ... Third brother, you fell out, but I still ..."

"Oh, think of it," Brother Sanxi interrupted his words, and then spread his hands. "Youngest, you know, I'm just a white body. I can't help you in this matter ... Come, let me follow You elaborate. "

He dragged Ding Er to the side, and then whispered, "This is someone who wants to mess with him. You ask me to say it's useless, let's say ... This costume of the magician is also too strange.

His vomiting really makes a lot of sense. If Feng Jun's costume is not so weird, he may be able to help.

Ding Er heard the words, his face was black, "Who wants to get him?"

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