Chapter 63

the middle-aged Confucian scholar did not have time to take care of Yi Heng's indifferent look. He picked up the jade bottle and opened the lid gently. The more intense fragrance of Dan medicine rushed out. He was scared to close it, for fear that he would lose the medicine.

Holding the jade bottle tightly, the middle-aged Confucians are in a state of panic. The Chinese medicine can have the effect of hitting the bottleneck. If you are stuck in the 11th floor of gas refining, you can't break through, but you don't have much confidence.

It's hard to find Chinese pills. It's hard to make them, let alone sell them.

"Do you want to sell As a businessman, he shouldn't be so eager, but obviously he can't control so much.

"Take it out and sell it. Shifu has kept these two bottles for decades. If it is not for the stone, how can it be taken out?"

"Yes, that is. How about these two bottles of five hundred spirit stones?"

Yi Heng is surprised and immediately wants to get back the pill. He turns around and walks away. The middle grade spirit stone is so valuable. This is still reckless.

"Yes, Daoyou, trade quickly."

For a moment, Yi Heng went out of the judan pavilion with a gloomy face. The middle-aged Confucian scholar had been following him and talking endlessly about something.

After getting rid of the middle-aged Confucian scholars, Yi Heng hides in a gong FA shop, but he can't calm down.

At this time, in the judan Pavilion, middle-aged Confucian scholars are also entangled. Should we report this matter to the higher authorities? He has the intention to keep the Chinese medicine, but this is of great importance. If he is found and reprimanded, he can't run away.

"Chen Daoyou must be a member of the three major sects. There is no such alchemist in sanxiu. You can't get a chance. You can report it next time." With a wipe of the right hand, the two jade bottles disappeared.

Yi Heng in the Kung Fu shop temporarily let go of his mind and began to ask if there was any skill to cover up his accomplishments. There was really a skill called the method of gathering breath. Although he could only cover his two layers of breath, it was better than none.

After spending ten spirit stones, he hurried back to his residence with the method of breathing. Today, he decided not to go out.

At the time of Mao, Yi Heng wakes up from meditation. Overnight, he has already figured out the method of restraining breath. It is not difficult to practice it.

If you only need a weak aura to maintain the breath holding method, you can cover up your two levels of state. For example, if you use the spirit eye technique to check, you can only see that you are a monk of five levels of Qi refining.

But in the eyes of a higher realm than yourself, it has no effect.

Of course, if you are only refining Qi, you don't need to cover it up. However, if you practice with the eight trigrams, you will have to cover it up.

From the top of the mountain, it's still a cloud. Occasionally, monks come and go in a hurry.

On that day, a friar in gray came out and chose the direction to leap down. It was Yi Heng who was full of spirit stone and miraculous medicine in his bag.

After three days, he finally replaced the elixir with the spirit stone, and bought 30 pieces of poly spirit elixir and 10 pieces of healing elixir.

It's very difficult to exchange the elixir with the thin friar of Qizhen Pavilion in the door, but as long as there are spirit stones here, it's not a problem to buy dozens of them.

But to that day in the judan Pavilion revealed the Chinese medicine, he did not dare to take out a large number of top-grade pills are not even dare to sell.

Even so, he still felt that he had been watched, but he didn't know whether he was guilty or really. For two days in a row, the same person was vaguely following him.

He was dressed in hemp cloth. His face was brown and his face was not clear. He was about nine layers.

Therefore, Yi Heng didn't come out at the first time. Instead, he stayed at his residence for two days. At a very early time today, he quickly came out and directly flew down the mountain.

The city is not afraid of it. There are three major sects that send elders to sit in the town. No fighting is allowed.

However, it's hard to say when you are out of the market. Many monks die every day because they are fighting for resources.

Yi Heng didn't dare to stay all the way. Although no one saw him when he came out and there was no warning on the Bagua plate, it was always good to be careful.

On the way down the mountain, he changed directions several times in half an hour, but nothing happened.

"Is it that I am too thoughtful? At this time, it is halfway up the mountain. The more we get to the back, the more difficult it is to pursue. " Yi Heng is secretly happy.

Looking for a remote place, he was quietly flying in the woods.

But at this time, the soul suddenly throbs again.

Is the Bagua dish warning again?

Yi Heng stops on a tree, covers his body and looks at his back carefully.

"Jie Jie, you are very careful, but what's the use of it?" The sudden voice made him feel tight. He turned around and looked up along the voice. A linen friar flew towards him from the front.

"Why at the foot of the mountain? Does this person know that I am going to pass by here and ambush here Yi Heng represses his panic.

A moment later, the man flew to ten feet away. He was unprepared for Yi Heng and was looking at him carefully.

When Yi Heng sees his face clearly, he is more flustered.

"This is definitely not the one who followed me in the city."Although he didn't see the man clearly, though he was also dressed in linen.

This shows that they are a group of people. It means that there are people guarding every direction. If this person can resist flying, it must be more than eight floors.

"The second said that there is a young alchemist. It must be you. I hope you can really make alchemy." The man looked at Yi Heng as if he were looking at a baby.

"But if you don't, you have to hand over your belongings and send you on your way."

How many of you Yi Heng is extremely anxious. He can't imagine that the world of cultivating immortals is so dangerous. If he doesn't pay attention to it, he will have a life and death relationship.

"I'm enough alone. Don't force me to do it. It's not good to hurt you." The man was not taken in.

Yi Heng knew that he had only one shot and had to make a quick decision.

"Why do friends of the Tao force each other?" He wanted to enter the purple mansion, and the villains began to hold the Dharma.

"How can we force each other? I don't owe you for refining pills for us. Our name is very famous here. " The man tried to persuade.

"Are you not afraid of the three sects?"

"Are you from three major sects? Yes, only the three schools can cultivate such young alchemists. " The friar was obviously a little wary.

"Yes, it's not too late for me to leave now. My master is a foundation builder." Seeing his hesitation, Yi Heng began to bluff him.

Maybe they are used to being arrogant and arrogant. Maybe they think that with alchemists, their accomplishments will increase rapidly. Moreover, many ordinary disciples of the three major sects have been killed in recent years. Are they safe?

Thinking of this, the monk laughed and said, "although I have some scruples, I can't control so many. The disciples of the three major sects are always arrogant. It seems that I should do it."

Yi Heng heard here, a cool heart, it is inevitable.

Purple house villain method has been pinched, small hand move, that looming Bagua plate will slowly and nimbly rotate.

Then, the villain skill of sitting in the pan works, and a soul force is lost to the Bagua plate, and the Bagua plate disappears in the purple mansion.