v15 Chapter 53： : Divine Consciousness Technique

Zhang Hao and Lin Mingyue looked at a few silver bars and a few pieces of gold in the coat and smiled at each other. "This is not a matter of silver." Just as Zhang Hao said this, they saw a small jade under the coat of silver, "Huh. , I'll take a look at this." Reached out and held it in his hand. "Isn't this a jade slip?" Zhang Hao said in his heart, "Look at the record," swept it with his spiritual sense. "Damn. It's a method of cultivating spiritual consciousness, this can't let it run away."

"I want this jade, and this wine will be yours." Zhang Hao said to the big beard, and Lin Mingyue also saw that it was a jade slip.

"That won't work. I picked up this jade in the mountains. It's not a good jade. You can get some more money. I won't take advantage of you." Wang Hu waved his hand.

"This jade is enough, but you can only drink one or two of this wine a day. If you drink it and meditate immediately, it will be of great benefit to your martial arts cultivation." Zhang Hao no longer looked at the jade slip.

"Ah, what kind of medicinal liquor is not made? It is more expensive. Take out the gold." Wang Hu picked up a few pieces of gold and stuffed it to Zhang Hao.

"No need, you still suffer when I exchange this wine for your piece of jade, even though this jade is useless to you," Zhang Hao said. "I'll do you a favor." As he reached out his hand, Wang Hu floated the vajra leaning on the table.

"Are you a fairy?" The full house stood up, and some knelt on the ground. Zhang Hao ignored them, sent out a real fire to melt the vajra, and did not refine it, but only molded it into a ring-head knife, and then only used a sharpness technique and a strong formation, which can barely be regarded as a magic weapon, but The scum can no longer be scum, just sharp and firm, but in the secular world it is a magic weapon.

"Okay, this knife is for you. Let's go to Senior Sister." Lin Mingyue smiled and put the wine jar on Wang Hu's table, and Zhang Hao walked out of the hotel. The sword soared into the sky, and disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

"Fairy, Brother Wang, you are so lucky, this wine is divided among the three of us. This is a fairy wine, no wonder it is so fragrant."

"Okay, okay, three people, but Brother Zhang, please try your sword on the sword that the fairy gave me," Wang Hu was overjoyed from ear to ear. "Forget it, you are an immortal weapon, I still want my sword."

Zhang Haolin and Mingyue fell one mile from the small valley, and Zhang Hao didn't want Brother Zhao Heng to know his true cultivation level. "What's recorded in the jade slip of Junior Brother," Lin Mingyue walked forward with Zhang Hao's arm slung.

"It's a good thing, it's someone who cultivates spiritual consciousness. I haven't taken a closer look yet. I'll take a closer look tonight, and I'll teach you again after learning it." Zhang Hao pulled away Lin Mingyue and hugged him with his backhand. Lin Mingyue’s slender waist,

"I've never heard of such a technique for cultivating spiritual consciousness. Junior brothers should be more cautious. Go back and study with the master before practicing." Lin Mingyue was a little worried. "Well, listen to your lady,"

"Who is your wife, Luo Li is." Lin Mingyue flushed her cheeks. "So are you, you don't want to marry me, you have talked about building a foundation, that's it, hahaha." Zhang Hao gently stroked Lin Mingyue's peach cheek with his other hand.

"Don't touch it, they can see it," Lin Mingyue pushed Zhang Hao away, and Zhang Hao saw Brother Zhao Heng waiting for them by the grove on the roadside as soon as he came out of the small valley.

"Wait later, we will go to the valley to change our clothes back," Lin Mingyue said. Zhang Hao and Lin Mingyue went into the valley and changed back to Qingyunmen costumes.

"Let's go, Senior Sister Feitiansuo let it out." Zhang Hao said, "You two will eat on Feitiansuo." He handed the two chickens to Brother Zhao Heng.

"You are all ready to eat and drink," Zhao Zhen smelled the light scent of wine from the two. "Let's gnaw this dry chicken."

"If you don't eat it, give it to me. I'll be in Tokyo in one hour at most." Zhang Hao took out a small jar of wine, "This wine is strong, drink less." He took out two drinks. Two or two cups were poured per person.

"Ah, Brother Zhang, this is the Wuliang Shao that the martial art has just brewed. It's so fragrant. This small altar martial art sells fifteen spiritual stones. My brother and I have nothing to buy." Zhao Zhen took the drink and said. ; "Brother Zhang, please pour down,"

"If you are too drunk, take a sip." Zhang Hao gave Zhao Zhen a white look. "Who gave this name and paid five grains to burn."

"I know it was the name mentioned by the head himself." Lin Mingyue smiled and said: "Should you be asked to name it?" Lin Mingyue and Zhang Hao looked at Tokyo City from a distance while talking and laughing.

"Here it's here." Zhao Framed's face flushed, "Tokyo City, I'm back again, I am now a monk of the third level of Qi training. Hahaha."

"You are just a parallel importer, I don't understand, why don't you lay the foundation honestly, practice step by step, and rush to fill the third floor. That's the way you are in your life." Zhang Hao doesn't understand. . "Your Three Spiritual Roots are not too bad, I am still the Five Spiritual Roots,"

"Brother Zhang, I don’t know how you cultivated, but I don’t want to suffer that sin. As long as our royal disciples have spiritual roots, most of those who can cultivate immortals are like this. As you said, they are cultivating monks, which is really a metaphor. We will come back and enjoy it when we reach the third floor. It is enough if we can practice a few spells on the third floor." Zhao Frame said.

"It's almost here, let's fly straight to the palace, and come down before the gate of the palace." Zhao Heng said. "The palace is there, in the center of the city."

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, Feitiansuo descended. As soon as Lin Mingyue put away Feitiansuo, a group of people greeted him.

"These two are immortals of Qingyunmen, please come inside." The leader was a middle-aged man in a python robe, white face and a small beard and a veil. "The two princes are back," the man gave a deep salute to the four. ,, ..