"I have met two seniors with my eyebrows."

Shu Feng's wife frowned when Chu Yi saw Zhang Heng and the others, and her face was full of surprise.

In her eyes, ordinary foundation-building monks are at least middle-aged and many are even older.

And the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators in front of them were so old that they looked about twenty years old.

And judging from the appearance of these two people, they might actually be a pair of dual-cultural companions in the foundation-building stage. The man is very handsome and majestic; the woman is gentle as water and elegant as an immortal.

As soon as he bowed to the two of them, he even felt ashamed in his heart, especially when facing Ning Xuerong, a fairy who looked like an ordinary person, this feeling became even heavier.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't need to be polite. The word "Senior" is not needed. Fellow Taoist Shu and I are also friends with each other."

Zhang Heng did not stand up, his tone slightly eased.

He frowned and was puzzled. Unexpectedly, the man in the foundation-building stage in front of him was so easy to talk, without any airs. He secretly glanced at his husband and found that he had winked at the other direction.

"Since a fellow Taoist voluntarily condescends, it is better to obey your orders than to respect your concubine."

He frowned and sat in the first seat with her husband Shu Feng, and stopped saying a word.

Zhang Heng's spiritual sense glanced at the body of the brow and found that the other party was indeed an ordinary spiritual person. The monk could tell at a glance that he had reached the stage of Great Perfection of the Qi-induced Qi stage.

The method of using his spiritual sense to spy on others' spiritual roots can only be used on people with lower cultivation than him. It is difficult to successfully spy on monks of the same level as him or higher than him. This is related to the difference in spiritual consciousness between the monks on both sides.

"Brother, just help them."

Ning Xuerong saw that Zhang Heng seemed to be thinking about something, so she couldn't help but say.

Shu Feng and his wife at the next head also looked at Zhang Heng with anticipation, but they didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhang Heng smiled hoarsely, but he didn't expect Xuerong to be more anxious than herself.

“This is no problem.”

Zhang Heng took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, which was exactly the fortune pill that Zhao Rui had worked so hard to protect.

Holding this bottle of fortune pill, Zhang Heng couldn't help but recall the scene of Zhao Rui looking at death on the flame bridge and his black hair turned red later.

Originally, Zhang Heng didn't want to take out this bottle of Creation Pill, but there seemed to be no spiritual pill in his storage bag that could be replaced. The spiritual pills left in the space ring were of high level, and they were basically spiritual pills that could only be used at the level of cultivation or above.

The only thing suitable for monks in the Qi-induced stage to take is this Creation Pill.

Fortunately, there are still many fortune pills in this jade bottle, which look like more than twenty, and ordinary monks can take one pill to work.

Seeing Zhang Heng take out a jade bottle from the storage bag, Shu Feng and his wife's eyes lit up. I believe that the spiritual pills brought out by the Foundation Establishment Cultivator will definitely not be bad.

However, when Zhang Heng took out this bottle of spiritual pill, hesitation and memories appeared on his face, which made Shu Feng and his wife very worried.

Could it be that the spiritual pills that the other party took out were very precious, and even the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were reluctant to leave?

Ning Xuerong also noticed Zhang Heng's expression change, and gently held his hand, but didn't say much.

Maybe she can understand something.

After about one or two breaths, Zhang Heng's mood completely stabilized and he returned to his usual calmness.

Soon, Zhang Heng discovered the worry of Shu Feng and his wife, and he felt funny in his heart.

A fortune pill is nothing to Zhang Heng. Compared with the Infant Transformation Pill and Spiritual God Pill, this thing can only be considered kindergarten-level.

The worse the qualifications, the more obvious the effect of taking this Creation Pill. If a cultivator with talented spiritual roots takes this spiritual pill, the effect can be almost negligible.

A crystal-clear oval cyan pill was poured out of the jade bottle. A strange smell of medicine came to my nose. The air in the room seemed to be purified at this moment, breathing was extremely smooth, and my spirit was also paused.

At the same time, a powerful but gentle aura was produced as Zhang Heng unscrewed the cap of the jade bottle.

Zhang Heng's expression changed slightly, and a silver light flashed in his hand, and immediately set up a ban in the house.

Shu Feng and his wife were completely frightened by this situation.

The two of them were locked in the pill of creation in Zhang Heng's hand.

"What kind of advanced spiritual pill is this? It can actually cause this abnormal state?"

The brows' breathing became rapid, and Shu Feng's face showed a look of surprise.

"Do you know what kind of elixir this is?"

Zhang Heng asked indifferently.

"This...we don't know."

Shu Feng and his wife looked at each other. They had never seen this kind of spiritual pill. The spiritual pills they took were usually the lowest-level and the worst-quality ones.

"I don't know the best."

Zhang Heng thought to himself that the value of a Creation Pill is absolutely unimaginable among casual cultivators. If others knew that Shu Feng and his wife had Creation Pill, they might bring death disaster to them.

"I will give you this elixir now, but please give it to Mrs. Shu immediately and do not mention it to other casual cultivators in the future."

At Zhang Heng's instructions, Shu Feng stretched out his slightly trembling hand and took over the Pill of Creation.

"Fengmei, listen to Fellow Daoist Zhang's words, please accept it quickly."

Shu Feng handed the Creation Pill to Ningmei again.

Neimei did not hesitate and immediately surrendered the Pill of Creation.

After taking this Creation Pill, Ningmei felt a strange spiritual energy in her body. This spiritual energy was scattered and flowing around her body.

"You can help her into the house for a resting rest, it will take about ten days to complete it."

Zhang Heng could see the situation of his eyebrows clearly as he was comparable to the spiritual consciousness of the Jindan stage and ordered Shu Feng.

“Yes yes…”

Shu Feng was very excited and hurriedly carried his wife into the side room.

Zhang Heng sighed lightly and put the bottle of Creation Pill into the storage bag.

The brow-glossing situation reminded him of the defunct spirit root disciple he accepted in Dutian Castle.

"After the exercises are completely stable and several magical powers are cultivated, it is time to go to Dutian Castle and Fang Yunshan to take a look."

Zhang Heng made up his mind secretly. At this moment, he was not afraid even when facing ordinary cultivators in the Kalpa Stage, and there was a lot to go to the entire Three Star Domain.

After a while, Shu Feng walked out of the side room with excitement.

"Pu" and Shu Feng knelt in front of Zhang Heng: "Fellow Taoist can give such a elixir that is against the will of heaven, which is equivalent to Shu's benefactor."

"Bang bang bang!"

Shu Feng kowtowed three times in a row on the ground.

Zhang Heng frowned and quickly helped him up:

"It's a fate to meet you and me. A elixir is nothing to Zhang."

In the world of immortal cultivation, I don’t know how many people use any means to kill, burn and rob. People like Shu Feng are very smart and have a way of dealing with people, but they have not fallen into such a situation.

Zhang Heng is willing to give a pill of fortune for those who like him. Even if he doesn't like him, he will not do any charity even if he kneels in front of him and begs.

After chatting with Shu Feng for a while, Zhang Heng quietly began to change the topic:

"Zhang has always been practicing in remote places, and has been in seclusion for three consecutive months recently. I don't know what major events have happened in these three-star domains. Fellow Daoist Shu lives in Heishui Town where scattered cultivators gather, and he is very popular. Can you tell me about it?"

Shu Feng smiled and said, "You have to ask the right person. Shu's cultivation is in the Qi Refining Stage, so it is difficult to make progress. He usually works as an ordinary deacon in the Heishui Town Living Cultivation League, and often chats with some living cultivators who travel south and north, and knows a lot of information."

"Then please tell us about it with fellow Taoist Shu."

Zhang Heng was happy that the reason why he looked for Shu Feng was because he was attracted by his popularity in Heishui Town.

"Then I will talk about something that has been going on for two years."

Shu Feng pondered for a moment and then told him vividly. His excitement was no less than that of a storyteller in a secular world.

"...The Nanyuan lay Buddhist is worthy of being the first casual cultivator in the Three Stars Realm. He stopped three cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage with his own strength, and finally allowed the "Yingui Shura Sect" to return in vain, allowing the "Qingyuan Zixia Sect" to escape this disaster. But the grudge between the two super sects in Zhao State became even deeper."

Although the other party has not mentioned the matter about the Blood Killing Cave for the time being, some of the deeds told still attracted Zhang Heng's curiosity. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in.readnovel., more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
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