Longevity Gourd

Xiao Ping dug up all the roots, hid them in a secret place, and buried them in the soil.

Take water and mix it with green liquid to dilute it, and water it little by little.

After half an hour, the roots were noticeably thicker...

An hour later, the broken part of the root began to glow blue!

Xiao Ping breathed a sigh of relief and was overjoyed:

"The root of the condensed grass can indeed differentiate into other parts and grow into a complete condensed grass..."

A day later, the fragrance of the spirit grass was overwhelming!

The condensed grass is completely mature, and there is no sign of continuing to grow!

Xiao Ping nodded in satisfaction, crouched in front of him and started digging for the elixir.

When digging out the last root, he hesitated for a moment, and finally cut it off and buried it in the soil.

As a person who has become a cultivator, it is not advisable to exhaust the lake and fish. When this piece of root beard grows into an elixir in the future, the descendants will have a trace of immortal fate.

Xiao Ping has already obtained the dew grass, so he doesn't need to search around for the elixir any more.

The country of Chiliang is vast and incomparably vast, and the weather is good, the food is harvested every year, the people are stable and the population is dense.

Xiao Ping got off his horse and looked at the bustling Baiyun Town, frowning slightly.

"The location of Fangshi, someone in this town should know..."

A point on the map is a large area in reality. He has been there for several days, but has not found the specific location.

Although I couldn't find Fangshi, I heard a popular legend nearby.

According to rumors, there is a Baiyun Temple nearby. Whether it is for divination or asking for medical advice, it is very effective. It is a real fairy temple!

But this White Cloud Immortal View can only be seen by people who are predestined.

Countless arena experts, dignitaries and wealthy people have tried their best to find them in the vicinity, and even threatened to pay 10,000 taels of gold... But in the end, all of them returned without news and disappointed.

Because of this legend, there have been countless cottages of "Baiyun Temple", but only Baiyun Town is the most prosperous.

Xiao Ping has already guessed.

Perhaps the White Cloud Temple really exists, and it is also true that those people can't find the White Cloud Temple, because the White Cloud Temple only entertains immortal cultivators!

This legend is likely to be told to the cultivators, leading them to Baiyun Town to find the market.

"One thousand taels of gold is worth a spiritual stone. Ten thousand taels of gold is a huge wealth in the eyes of mortals, but it is nothing to a cultivator..."

Moreover, gold is far less useful than spirit stones. Whether the cultivator is willing to accept it or not is a matter of choice.

When Xiao Ping arrived, there were many people waiting outside Baiyun Guan, including many martial arts masters, dignitaries, rich landlords and businessmen.

"Although this White Cloud Temple is not as good as the legendary one, it is not worse than other Taoist temples!"

"Yeah! I heard that Guan Zhu's martial arts are unfathomable and have entered the innate!"

"It's a pity that I see only one person a day!"

Xiao Ping waited with everyone.

Naturally, his wind-fighting technique can be seen grandly without being discovered by mortals. But he couldn't be sure whether the spectator was a monk, so he couldn't act rashly.

At noon, the door of the Taoist temple finally opened, and two Taoist boys each came out holding a fortune-teller.

"It's still the old rule, one person only draws one lottery, and those who win the red lottery are today's destined people who can meet Master!"

The crowd suddenly sighed.

"With so many wooden signs, it's really hard to win the lottery!"

"The red sign only has a red dot at the end, and it's still staring at the bottom of the sign tube! No matter how good your eyesight is, you can't tell which is which!"

"That's right! Even the innate martial arts masters are here, if you want to win the red lottery, you have to rely on luck!"

Xiao Ping is an immortal cultivator. He has divine consciousness and extraordinary eyesight. No matter which item he uses, he can easily recognize the red sign.

It is extremely difficult for others and depends entirely on luck, but he can guarantee that he will definitely win.

Xiao Ping discovered the red sign in just an instant, and when someone was extremely worried, he pulled it out.

The plump wealthy businessman was stunned for a moment, then immediately widened his eyes and exclaimed:

"Red sign!"

"Who is this young man, he was chosen so easily!"

"It seems random, but it's almost impossible to win in one fell swoop! I definitely don't believe he got lucky!"

"Son, did you see it? That person must be a master of the world! If you see him in the future, keep away from him..."

The last moment, Xiao Ping was an ordinary person unnoticed. In a blink of an eye, he became mysterious and assigned countless identities. The entire crowd retreated a foot in fear!

Xiao Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly.

However, at most, these people only want to get the chief killer, the martial arts alliance leader and even the relatives of the Guanzhu family, but no one guessed that he is a cultivator.

Under the leadership of Daotong, Xiao Ping entered the Taoist temple and waited in the lobby.

When the footsteps came, Xiao Ping had already "seen" the other side with his divine sense.

The watcher seemed to have a feeling, and was stunned in place for a moment. The original aloof and arrogant appearance was shattered in a blink of an eye, and it turned into big drops of sweat, which flowed down from the pale face.

"It turned out to be just a mortal..."

Xiao Ping breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his consciousness.

Mortals are much safer than monks, and he is more willing to deal with mortals.

"Den! Deng! Deng!" There was a rapid sound of footsteps.

The Guanzhu did not return to the original leisurely and light pace, strode quickly to the front of the hall, and knelt down with a thud:

"The immortal forgives his sins! The villain has lost his way, and letting the great immortal wait here is really a sin that deserves death..."

Xiao Ping was a little stunned. He obviously only released his spiritual sense and did nothing else. How could the other party be so frightened?

But as an immortal cultivator, naturally, he cannot show any strangeness in front of mortals:

"Have you seen a monk before?"

"Hui Xianren! The villain and the immortal have met many times! There are some powerful immortals, and this is how I feel..."

The "powerful immortal" in the other's mouth, since he can release his consciousness, he should be practicing Qi at the fourth level or above. And this watcher has seen it many times, and it is still safe at this time. Most of UU reading www.uukanshu.com has some connection with Fangshi.

"You don't have to, get up."

After a while, the cold sweat of the spectator turned into a small beach.

It is true that Xianfan is not the same thing, but Xiao Ping is still very surprised that a congenital expert can be afraid of such a thing...

"Thank you Daxian!"

The Guanzhu slowly got up, stroked his beard, wiped the sweat from his face, and initially heaved a sigh of relief.

Immortal cultivators are aloof and incomparably powerful. Life and death are only between the other's thoughts, far from being something he can provoke, so they must be careful to serve...

Xiao Ping was in a hurry to find Fang Shi, and didn't want to talk nonsense:

"The legendary Baiyun Temple is actually yours, right?"

"Daxian is wise!"

"You have seen an immortal cultivator and you are the watcher of the White Cloud Temple. You should know the nearby market."

In addition to being terrified, Guan Zhu couldn't help but admire the young cultivator in front of him. He could see through his own details in just a few words. Even among cultivators, few people could compare!

Thinking of this, Master Baiyun replied more and more cautiously:

"Back to Daxian, Xiaoxian is the mortal guide in Luoyingfang City! If Daxian comes here for the first time, Xiaoxian can lead the way!"

Xiao Ping nodded expressionlessly.

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On the second day, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the Taoist temple finally opened again.

"What's the origin of this person! How could he stay for a whole day!"

"Look! The spectator seems to be very respectful to him!"

"Whether it is Jianghu or Chaotang, who doesn't know the prestige of Baiyun Guanzhu? Who is not afraid of three points? But it's like this for this young man..."

Xiao Ping glanced at Baiyun Guanzhu lightly, and the other party took a deep breath and quickly led him out of the town...