Chapter 117

TianChao didn't dare to delay. He made a decision. The red gourd collected zixiayan, the sleeve robe and the corpse pill of ten thousand years.

"Boy, you and I are predestined to each other. You are the first one to taste my craftsmanship. You will have the best of the world!" A jade slip flies in the air. Feng Yimo reaches for it and catches it. TianChao has disappeared without a trace. Feng Yimo knows that he is looking for a place to dissolve the poison in his body. Otherwise, the poison will break out and the realm of transforming the spirit will not be maintained!

The lost abyss regains its former tranquility, and the Miro smoke condenses again. The place frozen by the Yin cold of the corpse pill for thousands of years begins to melt slowly.

Feng Yi Mo moves in his heart and comes to the dividing line between blazing heat and Yin cold. He floats in the air, Yin in his left hand and Yang in his right hand. He begins to run the Yin Yang formula and absorb the waste heat of zixiayan and the Yin cold of Wannian corpse pill!

Half a day later, the heat subsides, yin and cold disappear, and Feng Yi ink falls on the ground with satisfaction. Half a day's work is worth a month's hard work. The two extremes of heat and cold are just suitable for the Yin and Yang method of yin and Yang formula!

Now that it's safe below, Feng Yimo sends out red and black and golden rat, and orders red and black to watch golden rat search for treasures, especially black diamond, which is one of the purposes of his trip.

After red and black left with the unwilling golden rat, Feng Yimo came to the location where the corpse mandrill exploded. There was a deep pit on the ground. In the pit, he found five complete black nails. He was very happy that they were the magic weapon of the corpse mandrill. They had great power. Put them away!

After checking again that there was nothing else, Feng Yimo went straight to Xu's nest. He said that he had a lot of treasures. He was just cheap! It's a pity that this man's storage bag is also turned into powder by the light of the sky, otherwise the treasure will belong to him!

Feng Yimo walked several miles to the west, and suddenly found a dark cave, which still had the smell of corpse mandrill corruption. Instead of rashly entering, he sacrificed the fallen leaves, cut them in front of him, and walked slowly inside.

The cave has a large area, with many bones scattered on the ground. I don't know how many people died here.

After walking a few feet inside, a stench came. Feng Yimo saw several rotten bodies, maggots crawling around, which made his scalp numb. He almost didn't spit out.

There was no storage bag around the body's waist, indicating that it had been searched away. Feng Yimo pointed a little, and the fallen leaves were chopped on the ground. A big pit was blown out. With a brush, the body rolled into the pit and buried.

Feng Yimo continues to walk deep into the cave, and the smoke of Miluo suddenly thickens. With the sound of the wind, it seems that someone poured it in. Feng Yimo doesn't dare to move on, and quickly exits. Next to the burial tomb, he sees a black jade pendant, grabs it and escapes from the cave.

"It's bad luck to get only one jade pendant!" The wind Yi Mo spat a mouthful, see the smoke inside the cave more and more, dare not continue to stay, straight to come and go, and call red and black.

When they come to the entrance, red and black have come with the golden rat. The little guy is holding a piece of black crystal in his arms. Without time to look at it carefully, they put it into the spirit beast bag and fly up.

Feng Yimo has just left the abyss of loss, and the dense smoke of Miro fills the abyss, which makes him deeply afraid and rush back to the ancient moon city. Fortunately, the Miro smoke only lingered over the lost abyss and did not spread further.

Back at the inn, Feng Yimo takes out the jade slips presented by TianChao and looks serious.

An hour later, Feng Yimo put down the jade slips and marveled. TianChao was worthy of being the master of Huashen period. He even made a lot of tricks in all kinds of food, which made him a gourmet.

Simple, ordinary tofu, he added a variety of seasonings, can make endless taste of delicacies, can be called a miracle! In addition, there are many pasta practices, but also unique, a noodle was made by him 20 Zhang long, more than a dozen kinds of taste, the technique is already the third alchemist Feng Yi Mo admiration.

What the jade slips introduce is a kind of "hand brushing" technique, which has many changes. Feng Yi ink is overjoyed and can't help imitating it. Ten fingers are like butterflies in flowers, flying up and down, fingertips trembling, waves rippling, which is amazing.

After waiting for an hour, Feng Yimo completely mastered the thousand Buddha hands, and realized that this technique is not ordinary. How can the thousand Buddha hands be regarded as the tempering technique of refining spirit tools and magic weapons!

After a while, Feng Yimo takes out the only jade pendant he has and looks at it carefully.

The jade pendant is only two inches in size and half an inch thick. It's carved from unknown wood. It's not so much a jade pendant as a flat wood carving. It looks very strange. It's a monster with eight arms and three heads.

Feng Yimo's divine sense sweeps it. It's nothing unusual. It's just a wooden ornament. Disappointed, he throws it into the storage bag and takes out the black crystal held by the golden rat. He is overjoyed. It's really the top refining material black crystal drill!

The golden rat is looking at Feng Yimo. A pair of mouse eyes are full of prayer. It means that I have found the treasure for you. Can you let me go.

Wind Yi Mo can't be so kind-hearted, directly put the gold rat back into the spirit beast bag, let red and black slowly clean up.After a night's rest, Feng Yimo came to the world to gather together. That day, the young man came up with a sad face: "young man, our shop is closed today. Please have dinner elsewhere."

With a faint smile, Feng Yi Mo motioned for Xiao Er to sit down and said, "from today on, you are the boss of our store. If your boss has something to do, he will entrust the store to me, and I have no time to take care of it. I will entrust you with the full power to run the "world gathering". If you have any ability, just use it. Well, I'm leaving. The title deed is in the third drawer in the middle of the first left cabinet in your boss's study on the third floor. Go through the formalities as soon as possible. Goodbye

Feng Yimo leaves the stunned shopkeeper and leaves Guyue city. He goes straight to the direction of the trade road alliance.

It's a long way to go. Feng Yimo stops and goes. After browsing countless scenes, he becomes more and more peaceful and completely forgets that he is a monk!

On this day, Feng Yimo hid in a broken temple in the heavy rain. This is the first temple he saw except in the mysterious place.

The temple covers an area of only mu. There is a main hall and a side hall. The niche in the main hall is cut off, leaving only the lower part of the body sitting cross legged. The upper part of the body becomes hundreds of pieces, scattered all over the ground. Spider webs are hanging all over the ceiling. Spiders are busy hunting, and they can't care about him.

Feng Yimo picked up some dry firewood and lit a bonfire in front of the shrine. The shabby courtyard door was opened and a carriage came in. The coachman had been drenched by the heavy rain. When he saw Feng Yimo, he was stunned and then jumped down. He said in a loud voice: "this little brother, the road is slippery and we can't make it. Can you give our master a clean place?"

Feng Yi Mo said with a smile: "I just arrived. I'm all foreigners. Please help yourself!"

"Thank you, brother!" The coachman gave a thank-you, raised his umbrella, lifted the curtain of the car and helped an old man down. The old man went down to the ground and came back to hold a six or seven year old boy.

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