In the hut, the gray-haired mouse bit the steamed buns wildly. After a while, it swallowed them all into the belly, and its belly became slightly bloated.

"I'm sorry, please drink."

Seeing that Wu Qi did not refuse, Yasha scooped a spoonful of water from the water tank and poured it on the ground.

The gray-haired rat was furious: "I am the Nine Thousand Kings, you dare to be so negligent!"

But when he was so thirsty, he didn't care about so much and lay on the ground and licked the water.

Wu Qi asked it: "I have never heard of the Nine Thousand Kings. Where are you from? Where are you going?"

"I'm in Shu County."

The gray-haired rat drank some water and became more energetic. He said proudly: "I am the 9,000 King, the 9,000 rats in Shu County, and all the 50,000 mice are under my control."

"The matters on Shu County belong to the county magistrate, and the matters on the ground depend on my Nine Thousand Kings. If I say that there are fewer things in the house, it will never be intact. If I say which house is going to be broken, it will definitely not be intact."

"Everyone underground monster knows that the county magistrate who is flowing water and the 9,000 kings who are fighting against each other!"

"If I get angry, it's bloody..."

Wu Qi stretched out his hand: "Tell me the point, otherwise you can go out."

The gray-haired rat was interrupted and was very unhappy: "Master Dao, although this is your territory, I am nine thousand years old and I am treated politely wherever I go. The local Taoist temple is a little too unceremonious."

"Silo, see off the guests."

“Yes, Venerable.”

Yasha raised his broom and was about to sweep the Nine Thousand Kings out.

"No, no!"

The gray-haired rat was anxious and stopped pretending: "The Nine Thousand Kings are now in exile, but they are temporarily losing power. As long as Master Dao helps me, there will be a good reward in the future!"

Wu Qi made a swear gesture.

The gray-haired mouse hid under Wu Qi's bed.

Someone knocked outside the door: "Junior brother, Elder Yan asked you to go to Fuyun Tower and have something to say to you."

It's Chen Gao's voice.

"I understand, senior brother."

Wu Qi closed the door and walked all the way into Fuyun Tower.

Two candles were lit on the table table in the hall, and the stove in the middle was sizzling. A pot was set up on it, and there was a steamer on it.

Elder Yan sat behind the stove and sprinkled water on an ancient book with a towel, and was restoring the ancient book.

The more than 300 books in Fuyun Pavilion were collected, almost all of which were copied by Elder Yan, supplemented and spliced. He also cherished the books very much.

Once a disciple rubs and destroys books randomly, he will be scolded by Elder Yan, which is one of the few times when he gets angry.

It is also because of Elder Yan that the disciples in Guanxi cherish and respect books very much.

"The book "The Book of Buddha's Relics" you copied last time also made annotations. It was well written and quite insightful."

Elder Yan put the towel aside and carefully twisted the sticky paper page with bamboo tweezers.

"I heard that you have a lot of conversation with a Shaolin monk."

"Yes, elder, Master Shiran is very strong in actual combat, he is already a half-step Arhat."

Elder Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief: "You have had an idea since you were a child, so you can take care of this yourself."

"You open the steamer and take the book "Yuezi's Works and Books of the Illusions" inside."

Wu Qi lifted the cover and accidentally discovered that there was a book called "Red Apricot Treasure Mirror" inside.

This is the first book written by the Bachelor of Yin and Yang in Qianji Bookstore. It tells the story of a woman's incompetent love after getting married. It is rarely published, and Chen Gao has always wanted to find her to collect it.

Unexpectedly, Elder Yan was bought.

But Wu Qi doesn't remember that this book is hidden in the temple, it seems to be a private treasure of the elders.

Wu Qi pretended not to see it, and found the "Anonymous Record" and handed it to the elder.

Elder Yan didn't care about the book burning and gently opened the pages: "Sure enough, steaming is easy to remove adhesions."

While sorting out the pages of the book, he said, "Previously, the two servants from Jianyouwei came to the temple to inquire, confirm the magic weapons and talismans you used, and said the treasures left to you by your mother."

"Don't worry too much, they ask, I will deal with it."

"But you have to remember."

Elder Yan raised his head and looked at Wu Qi: "When you go out, safety is the best."

This is the bad catchphrase that Elder Yan said, but it sounds particularly at this time.

Wu Qi solemnly bowed: "Disciples keep in mind the teachings of the elders."

"It's okay, go."

Elder Yan waved his hand: "You young people have their own path. You don't have to learn from us old people. Do it if you want."

...

Wu Qi closed the door and felt much more relaxed.

What I said just now was not only an elder's advice to his disciples, but also an elder's care for his younger generations.

Although the view of Floating Clouds is poor, the relationship between people is actually sincere and pure.

Wu Qi returned to the hut and found that the gray-haired rat Nine Thousand King was massaged by Xuan Mao's back, looking pleased.

Seeing Wu Qi come back, it immediately let go and returned to its previous appearance of holding its head up and chest.

"Master Dao, where did I say it?"

"I remembered it. When it comes to my anger, it's bloodshed from the corpse..."

Wu Qi's shuriken was unsheathed, and the tip of Qingyin's sword poked the forehead of Jiu Qianwang.

The Nine Thousand King was stiff all over and said quickly: "Master Dao, the little demon was imprisoned by an alien demon. He finally escaped from the Huiling Underground Palace and went into exile all the way. He happened to find this spirit cat and asked Master Dao to help me restore it."

The tip of the sword slowly left the top of its head.

Wu Qi said: "I am not interested."

"Master Dao, there are benefits, and if there are benefits, you will never let Master Dao take action in vain."

The Nine Thousand King quickly said: "The little demon has been operating for many years and has little savings."

"The little demon saved 100 taels of silver, nine pieces of foundation-building pills in total, and one of the three treasure pills left by his father. I wish to offer them all to Master Dao. I just want Master Dao to help Master Dao kill the foreign demon!"

Wu Qi is interested.

It is easy for disciples of the five great Taoist sects to break through to foundation building. They also practice "Introduction to Qi Practice", but they have regular rations for Foundation Building Pills. As long as their talent is not bad, they can build foundation.

After the foundation-building period, the Five Daomen Gate will continue to provide the Three Treasures Pills to help build the pills.

The so-called Three Treasures are the essence, energy, and spirit. The Three Treasures Pill can mobilize the essence, energy and spirit in the body to condense into the dantian, and then wrap the three treasures with spiritual energy to gradually form a leakless pill. In this way, the three treasures do not leak, and the elixir is formed and turned, which is a elixir.

There are still small sects that can provide the foundation-building pill, but only the Three Treasure Pills are vowed to the disciples of the five great Taoist sects.

Taoist priests are all rushing to the five great Taoist sects, which is one of the reasons.

Wu Qi thought about it.

If you can get these three bottles of foundation-building pills and one Three Treasure pill, you can quickly approach the elixir.

Wu Qi was determined, but asked, "There are two major sects in Qingcheng Emei in Chengdu. Isn't it more confident to ask them for help?"

"Master Dao, Xiao Yao has also asked them for help before."

The Nine Thousand Kings began to pour bitterness into the water: "The Qingcheng Mountain Changdao Temples are all above the top, and they must first pay tribute and become a subordinate of their sect. That is equivalent to selling their body contract, which is not as good as it is now."

"The Puxian Temple in Mount Emei is not so harsh, but it is better to kill the little demon into the temple to practice and learn Buddhism and distinguish scriptures."

"The little demon just wants some freedom. Is this wrong?"

King Jiu Qian raised his head and looked at Wu Qi: "You are different, you are different. Before the little demon came, I heard the demon ghost in Shu County talk about it. He said that Dao Master helped You Gui Li Qian and Wu Chong, and then convinced Deng Xiaoyi that terrifying shadow charm. Dao Master also drew his sword to the street for the Taoist boy..."

"Brother Xiying also said that if the little demon is desperate, he can try it with Master Dao, but he can't let Master Dao take action in vain."

"Brother said, Master Dao is a true Taoist."

Speaking of this, the Nine Thousand King Rat's eyes dim: "Brother Xiying is dead too... The little demon can't find a credible person."

Wu Qi was a little dazed, and the unrestrained vine demon seemed to be still in front of him.

"I will introduce myself again. My name is Xi Yan, a man from Jianghu, and a lying twelve demon."

"It was not like this before. At that time, the law was useless. There were only rules, morality and grudges in the world."

"It's a pity that sometimes you can't turn around if you take a wrong step."

Although they only had a few encounters, the two had a wonderful tacit understanding.

Wu Qi closed his eyes for a moment.

"Speak and listen."
Chapter completed!