“The sun is hot, life is boring.”

At noon, when the sun is at its strongest, the square is sitting on the cold chair in the grass shed with his legs, far away, Wang Zhi and others are busy in the medicine field, and some ethereal drugs need to be defecated when the sun is at its strongest, because when the sun is at its strongest, its flowers will automatically open, and only at this time can the insects that are parasitic in its flowers be caught.

C-3 Lingtian's old nature is not necessary to do these rough work, since that night a knife stabbed Wang Zhi, the line has become the master of the C-3 Lingtian, even every day the smelly socks have been washed clean.

Wang Zhi did not think of revenge, and the next day, he looked at the line with bad eyes.

And the line was just smiling, and a knife was stabbed in his lap, and since then, Wang Zhi has completely obeyed.

Afraid of tough!

Although Wang Zhi is known as the boss of Lingtian No. 3, he is only bullying and bullying these small children around him, when did he really move knives with people?You must know that although he is a child, he is also three generations of goodness, and he was elected.

Three generations of ancestors, can not find one more than the line, he let alone.

As for the others, they were thoroughly taken that night, and the little freckles now saw the line and shivered.

Sitting for a while is also boring, just once again to look at the blue cloud forging article, just after a while, and shaking the head closed, useless, he has tried, according to the Qingyun forging article said cultivation methods, he did not feel the so-called aura or something, after trying three times, he decided that this is nonsense.

It is not only him, these people in the third-shaped field of the C-word No. 3 are not able to sense the existence of Reiki, even Wang Zhi, the so-called sense of the air and so on, but also just to put gold on their faces, the line has long been forced to come to the truth.

However, this book is still not willing to throw away, after all, listen to Wang Zhi said that among the 10,000 children, there are still people who have cultivated the spirit of the book, and by virtue of this book, they have become the outer disciples of Qingyun Mountain.

There are not many such people, but there are rumors like this one or two days every year, which should not be false.

“The old man is not a material for training.”

Fang Guo shook his head helplessly and thought about the door-to-door qualification, which is not unreasonable, and qualification is indeed important.

Abandoned the intention to study the green cloud forging chapter, Fang Xing took out the purple-skinned book in his own burden, this booklet was given to him by his uncle, and the curse of the valley for the ghost smoke valley was also this book, on that night, Xiao Jianming stepped on an iron eagle, fell from the sky, drove a cold flying sword, and killed the three hundred bandits in the valley of the ghost smoke.

The only thing that escaped was the little bandit.

Xiao Jianming always thought that the tenth bandit who escaped was a strong man like everyone else, and probably did not expect to be just a ten-year-old child.

It is precisely because he is a child that when others decided to die, Uncle Ji gave the book to himself, let himself keep it well, and then threw himself into the secret.Fang Guo fled without hesitation, fled quickly, he knew that he was not the opponent of the cold man standing on the back of the iron eagle, and even the iron eagle under his feet could kill himself with a paw...

The purple skin is covered with five ancient words, but the line has learned the ancient words with Uncle Jiu, and it is known that it has five large characters written: the yin and yang gods.

However, after opening, there was a blank inside, facing the sun, or so.

He was sure that this was not a blank book, otherwise the Valley of the Devil's Smokers would not suffer this.

"Is it written in what potion, like the treasure maps of those fat sheep made by my uncle?"

I thought about it and didn’t feel like it.

That potion is time-limited, and this book is obviously very old, this ancient trace is not to deceive people.

Thinking so, the candid put this book on the green cloud forging article that was standing on his knees, looked up and sighed, feeling that he still had a long way to go ah, almost no hope of revenge, but at this time, he bowed his head, and suddenly surprised to find that there was a faint line of handwriting on the yin and yang gods, as if it was revealed out of thin air.

"Qingyun forging gas, congealing environment practice, refining gas, can become a magic..."

“Damn it...”

He sat up straight and looked at the few lines in the book.

On the blank pages at this time, it is the introduction of the green cloud forging chapter, which is not detailed, but few words, and the use of the Qingyun forging chapter, the principle, and even the shortcomings of this practice book are pointed out...

After half an hour, the line raised the yin and yang god's book, and sure enough, the handwriting soon disappeared.

He put it down again, and made contact with the blue cloud, and the handwriting appeared again.

Fang line a little excited, busy four in the middle of the look, a thought, put the next side of their own half of the watermelon on the book.

Without reaction...

“Is it too ordinary?”

Fang line and four miles and turned around, suddenly remembered that he was holding the cigarette pot in his arms, according to the four uncles who were given to himself at that time, this is a good baby, the smoke released inside the general people can not stand, and even can dump a cow.

The cigarette pot was placed on the book, and after half an hour, there was a faint handwriting showing:

"The device, can be used to keep the fog, not graded..."

Just such a simple ten words, wait half a day and see no more.

"It's a legal device, it's a good thing, the fourth uncle is really the most real of the nine uncles, although a little **..."

Fang line groaned, tried back and forth a few things, but there was no way to react to the book.

"Boss, this is a naive hot, a whole wine to relieve the heat!"

Not far away, Wang Zhi came over while rubbing his hands, and shouted from a distance.

After being hit with two knives, he thoroughly took the line, but the relationship with the line gradually improved, according to his words, is not to fight, although he was hit by two knives, but met a ten-year-old really good man.

Fang quietly hid the book and laughed and scolded, “Your grandmother knows that he drinks, is he busy?”

“Almost, the rest of them are done, I’ll buy some wine!”

Wang Zhi came over, picked up a piece of watermelon and ate, but he was slow to move.

“How much money can you have for you, poor man?”

Fang Xing scolded a word of contempt, threw a piece of shredded silver past, and said, “More pork!”

“Good huh...”

Wang Zhi's eyebrows smiled and took the broken silver, and as soon as the watermelon was thrown, he ran down the mountain.

Although this ethereal field belongs to the assets of Daomen, but responsible for the care of the children, it is said that it is mortal, everyone does physical work, so they can't help but drink meat, even under the hillside of seven or eight miles away, there is a small town, you can buy a lot of things inside, but more expensive than ordinary, most of its patrons are these children who manage the medicine field.

Fang is not a bad person, should give a little sweetness when you give a little sweet, such as often asking these people to drink.

Tao children every month will have three or two silver wages, but before the line, these money are Wang Zhi, after the line came, the money has become the line, good that the line is not a person holding the money, although the money is snatched, but bought the meat, but everyone eats and drinks together, will not be like the previous Wang Zhi, closed the door to enjoy.

To put it bluntly, he robbed him of the money in order to show his position.

After Wang Zhi left, he began to think about the yin and yang gods and demons, and the more he thought about the wonder, he guessed that this book should have some kind of identification ability, but not everything can be identified, from the current test, it seems to be useful for things related to Daomen or spirituality, such as cultivation methods and spiritual tools...

“No problem, can I still be a treasurer?”

Fang thought for a while, and felt a little depressed, this book is no more powerful, it is not very useful to yourself!

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At this time, not far away came a laughing voice, and it was the little freckles and the hanging ghost came back.

The little freckle also held a few verdant herbs, full of smile, very proud.

This is a kind of spiritual medicine field of accompaniment grass, called the essence of grass, also known as the treasure in the house, belongs to a kind of weed in the spiritual field, found to be removed, because this grass is of little use to the people in the practice, but it is not small for people in the red dust, because the role of this grass, that is, the blood is refined, after taking it, it will make people become that...

It is for this reason that people in the red dust are very welcome to this herb, and the drug children have taken this grass and often take it out to sell it.

“Blood is refined... refines the gas...”

Fang was just swept away, did not care, he paid attention to this thing only because his uncle preferred it.

But suddenly, he thought of something, suddenly sat up, his eyes straight at the little freckles.

“Boss, I’m not lazy.”

The little freckle was startled, his ass sank, and he almost sat on the ground.

The hanging ghost was also startled, and thought that he and the little freckle had caused a fang, and they did not dare to move.

“Bring me that stuff...”

The little freckles remained, and the trembling handed over.

Fang line from the small freckle hand tugged over the refined grass, hesitated, suddenly put into the mouth mouth and mouth to eat.