Chapter 293

"It turns out that this Mexican shark skin has such a function... I don't know how many black faced monks there are?" Ji Xiaolou thought, if there are many, can I also get a set?

Of course, Zhang De understood the apprentice's mind and said with a smile, "don't worry, how can I miss you and let me make up my mind to rob and kill this black faced little monk? One of the main reasons is that I also want to make a suit for you and Zhao Lei... Otherwise, I'm greedy for that boy, so why rob and kill him?"

Ji Xiaolou heard that he also had a share. He was overjoyed and knelt down with fists in his hands. "Thank you, master!"

"Get up." Zhang De also laughed happily, and then his eyes fell on the Mexican shark inner armor, disdaining, "I don't know who refined this thing. It looks like a top-grade defense magic weapon, but it doesn't play the real defense ability of the Mexican shark skin, otherwise how can it be scratched by the claws of a spirit beast?"

Ji Xiaolou laughed, "it must be the elder of the boy's school who refined it. How can those people compare their skill of refining with the master? Even the master of the refining sect may not surpass the master."

Although Ji Xiaolou was suspected of flattery, Zhang De was still very happy. He laughed, "Xiaolou, when you get the ink shark skin and refine a set for the teacher, you will understand how bad this ink shark inner armor is."

They were talking happily, when they heard a circle outside and found that no one was following them, so they came to the Yi family firm.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to neglect this time. Seeing ye Kong coming, he hurriedly greeted him and led Ye Kong to the second floor.

Soon, the shopkeeper ordered someone to get several herbs Ye Kong needed. But the most important one, ambergris, is still missing.

Ye Kong is very upset. There are many Yirong pills, and the consumption is slow. What he needs most now is the high-level spirit beast pill. If you can't get the snake saliva herb, you can't refine the spirit beast pill.

Being annoyed, the shopkeeper said, "there will be an auction in our store next month. I don't know if Xiaoyou is willing to participate? There will be many monks participating at that time, and maybe you can find the materials you need."

"Oh, yeah?" Ye Kong had heard of the auction, and he wouldn't have had a chance to see it all the time. On hearing this, he immediately promised and asked for the date. Only then did he leave the Yi family firm.

When things were almost done, ye Kong went to Dongcheng and wanted to go to Bai jie'er's house to see how Chen Boxuan was practicing.

When I came to East ninth street, I saw the signs of Chen Bai's women's clothing shop from a distance. Women went in and out, and yingyingyan was very lively. Although they are all ordinary women, ye Kong has no discrimination against ordinary women. Instead, he feels that ordinary women are softer than female nuns. Like pepper, it's really unbearable.

Just when ye Kong wanted to walk over, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, and a teenager even fell on his knees in front of him.

"Immortal master! Little sujiahui and other places are so bitter! You finally come!" Kneeling in front of him is sujiahui, who was beaten by Ye Kong last time. At the moment, his injury is not yet healed, and the imprint of intimate contact with the ground on his face is still there.

When ye Kong saw the boy coming again, he immediately became angry and said angrily, "sujiahui, do you really want to die? Your garrison dad, I've never taken it seriously!"

"Immortal, no, I'm not here to make trouble!" Su Jiahui was afraid of being beaten. He shrank in fear and hurriedly said, "the little one has waited here for ten days and has not harassed the Chen family mother and son."

"Wait for me? Why?"

"I heard that you accepted xuan'er as an apprentice, and I also want to worship you as a teacher!"

"You?" Ye Kong smiled bitterly, and the apprentice was addicted. Then he said, "sujiahui, it's not that I don't accept you. Do you know that cultivating immortals requires qualifications. If there is no spiritual root, it's useless for immortals to come."

Sujiahui said, "Chen Boxuan can cultivate immortals..."

"At least he is hetero Linggen!"

"I am also a miscellaneous spirit root!"

On the other hand, he is immortal. I haven't found the miscellaneous spirit root for so long, but now I don't find it, but I venture out one by one.

"Come on, put your wrist over here."

Su Jiahui was overjoyed when he heard that there was hope, and hurriedly stretched out his hand. Ye Kong is really a miscellaneous spirit root with his hands.

"Why are there so many miscellaneous spiritual roots?" Ye Kong said gloomily.

Sujiahui explained, "immortal master, you don't know. In fact, there are many miscellaneous spiritual roots. But everyone is embarrassed to say that everyone knows that miscellaneous spiritual roots have no future in cultivating immortality and are no different from waste. Therefore, people with miscellaneous spiritual roots won't publicize it everywhere, and people who are not close to them won't know it."

Ye Kong nodded, and then he understood why it was difficult to find the miscellaneous spirit root. Everyone was afraid of being laughed at, so he hid it.

"Master Xian, you can accept me! I promise that in the future, you will correct the evil, cultivate wholeheartedly, listen to the master's words, and be honest..."

Ye Kong laughed, "it's not impossible to accept you, and I want to tell you that my set of skills is most suitable for miscellaneous spirit roots."

Sujiahui was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed, constantly calling him master.

Ye Kong waved his hand and said, "don't be busy calling me master. I want to see your performance. If you perform well, it's OK to accept you."

In Chen Bai's women's clothing workshop, Bai Jieer is busy, entertaining those big girls and their little wives.

"Xiaobai, who were all those people that day? It's terrible." Sister Fang was still afraid when she thought of the scene that day.

Bai jie'er laughed, "sister Fang, don't be afraid. My xuan'er just paid tribute to a monk. He has taught those local ruffians a lesson, and those people won't come again."

Elder sister Fang wiped her high chest and said, "I wish I wouldn't come. I was really scared to death that day. Hey, the belly pocket I asked for wasn't dirty for them."

Bai jie'er hurriedly found out the belly pocket and said, "this is what I just embroidered yesterday, and that one has been used as a sample that day... After all, how can someone touch a woman's intimate thing?"

While the two were talking, the light at the door of the women's clothing shop darkened, and a man came in.

Seeing this person coming in, the woman in the store immediately panicked, especially sister Fang, who was depressed to death. I was afraid of these people, so I waited for ten days. I heard that no bad guys came again, so I came here. Who knows, I still meet these people. Are these guys following me? Why is it so bad?