Chapter 4

When Qi Laosan went out and saw Lu Xing's face, he immediately asked, "Lu Xing, do you have a headache again?"

Lu Xing said with a wry smile, "you don't know. It hurts every three or five times. There's no way."

After entering the house, Qi Laosan took out a bag of herbs and said, "the medicine I bought you this month has arrived. You can use it first."

Lu Xing took the medicine and said, "thanks. I'll give you the money later."

"They are all fellow disciples. Why do you say this? Remember the money first. When you do a big business next time, it's not too late to return it to me."

"Thanks, elder martial brother Qi."

"Hehe, it's not easy to hear you call elder martial brother." old Qi shouted, "sit down quickly. If you don't eat again, the food will be cold."

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Qi Laosan's face began to turn red. He spoke with some drift. Qi Laosan patted the table and sighed, "news has been sent back from the sect about your illness. Lu Xing, please relax first. After listening to me, don't think about it."

Lu Xing has long lost hope for cultivation. No matter how serious the news is, he won't think so: "Qi Laosan, don't sell off. You can directly say that I'm not as fragile as you think."

Qi Laosan sighed: "your disease, according to the master, should be born with a broken spirit. Basically, there is no medicine to cure. Unless..."

"Unless what? Is it possible that my illness can be saved?" Lu Xing was in a stagnant state of mind, and suddenly a ripple appeared. As long as there is hope, who will be willing to be a mortal? If there were no way, would Lu Xing be an inventor? Lao Tzu's dream is to become a practitioner, okay?

Qi Laosan shook his head and stopped talking. Finally, he picked up his glass and said, "it's white to say, or drink a bar."

Lu Xing immediately patted the table and said, "Qi Laosan, what do you mean? Don't say it halfway? Don't you tempt me? You can either say it today or I'll break up with you."

"You're breaking up with me again? How many times this month?"

"I don't care. I'll break up with you this time."

"Sit down, sit down, take it easy, I said."

"Hum, speak quickly."

One cup after another. After a while, the news Lu Xing wanted to hear jumped out of Qi Laosan's mouth: "You can only use juhun grass if you want to cure the disease of incomplete gods and souls. Unfortunately, juhun grass is too hard to find. The value of a juhun grass is as much as ten million yuan. The sect will not spend so much money for a registered disciple. In addition, juhun grass has a price and has no market. It is rare to see it for hundreds of years. Even if you want to buy it, you don't have to sell it."

Lu Xing said, "that's not certain. Maybe I'll invent a good thing one day and develop in an instant. I'll buy you more than one juhun grass and ten juhun grass. We'll eat one and throw one at that time. How natural and unrestrained it is."

Master Qi smiled bitterly and said, "just dream. It's best to dream that the grandmaster will open his eyes and directly connect you to the sky."

Lu Xing said, "what does juhun grass look like? Tell me about it."

"Juhun grass, few people have seen him in the world. But according to records, it looks similar to clover. The only difference is that the root of juhun grass has gray reflection. If you don't pay attention, it's easy to ignore it."

"Oh..."

At midnight, Qi Laosan found that the wine was almost finished, so he hurriedly said, "the wine is almost gone. Wait first, and I'll scald two pots. We haven't drunk for a long time, so we won't go home tonight."

Lu Xing said, "it's just that I want to go too. Qi Laosan, you burn it first. I'll go back."

Qi Laosan carried his back and shouted, "you can hurry up. Don't wait for the wine to be cold."

Everything is good in piandongling market, except for one thing. There is no public toilet here. In fact, Qingyu mountain has never considered this matter. The people who can come to piandongling are practitioners. Since Shenqi mainland was named, it has not been heard that practitioners need convenience.

However, Lu xingcai worshipped Qingyu mountain for several months. Although his physique has made great progress, his blood practice has not been completed and he has not entered the blood practice period. He is not a true practitioner.

Barely speaking, he can only be counted as half a practitioner at most.

The eastern ridge is built in a valley. Out of the market, there is a hilly area next to it. The mountains on both sides are covered with trees. It looks a little gloomy and terrible from the moonlight.

Lu Xing found a deserted place and picked a millennium old tree. At that time, he was ready to fertilize it. His belt was only half untied. Suddenly his neck felt cold. It seemed that something had been put on his neck.

"Qi Laosan, don't make trouble. I'll be incontinent."

Lu Xing waved to push. As soon as he touched his neck, he found something wrong. The things on his neck were cold, hard and extremely sharp. It seemed to be a long iron sword.

Just as I was about to turn back, I heard someone shouting behind me: "don't move, be careful to let your head fall to the ground."

"It's easy to say. It's easy to say." Lu Xing was frightened. "Sir, have something to say. I'll listen to you."

At this time, Lu Xing's heart was scared to death and depressed. He just earned a fist sized Yuan Stone today. Is this man here to rob Heng?

This is terrible! The yuan stone you got is going to be given away before you cover it with heat.

But the man didn't intend to rob, but slowly took back the long sword. Just when Lu Xing thought he was going to stop, the man put the tip of his sword against Lu Xing's back.

"There's a way to heaven. You don't go. There's no door to hell. You break in. Boy, you're a little behind today. You met grandpa and me. Don't blame me. Who calls you bad luck. It's so big that you just ran into me."

After hearing this, Lu Xing's heart was half cold.

Suddenly, someone nearby shouted, "stop! You're crazy! This is piandongling. There are too many troubles if people die."

The man with the sword said, "if this boy meets us, it will be a disaster sooner or later."

Another humanitarian: "he didn't see our faces again. Besides, he hasn't even practiced in the early stage of blood practice. Even if he is let go, he will never recognize us in the future. Think again, piandongling is the territory of Qingyu mountain. If this matter is leaked, the consequences will be unimaginable."

After listening to the game, Lu Xing quickly catered and said, "yes, yes, I'm just a mortal. Two immortals, I've never seen you. I swear I'll never mention tonight to anyone. Even my own parents, I'll never say a word."

Lu Xing was originally a begging orphan. Who knows his parents.

The man carrying the sword stabbed Lu Xing in the back with the handle of the sword, stabbed him to the ground and scolded, "if you think your life is long, go on."

Lu Xing was so frightened that he shut his mouth.

Another humanitarian: "there's not much time left. Hurry."

The man carrying the sword said, "get up immediately and go straight ahead. Don't turn back."