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Chapter 44
I stared blankly at Song Yu and Fu Li's blowing air to transform people, a bunch of different "Fu Li, Song Yu, Zhang Ke" turned into blue smoke and floated out of the window, Zhang Ke almost fell off the hotel bed, big monsters Are they so powerful?
"Don't worry, they are like our clones. When they come back, what they did will become our own memory." Fu Li thought that Zhang Ke was worried about work, and explained, "They are us. Our will is equivalent to that we do things ourselves."
"Brother Fu, when I was in high school, it would be nice if I could know you." Then he could transform into a clone to go to class, and he would sleep in bed. There is no need to do homework in the evening, and learn the spells, it's just like a fairyland.
"Your cultivation level is too weak, don't want to take a shortcut by this." Song Yu broke through him mercilessly, "In fact, you can't blame you, people are very weak now."
"Oh." Zhang Ke looked cold.
This sour and demon has never been euphemistic except for being willing to stay low in front of Brother Fu and talk to other people. However, the basis of strength determines the superstructure, and he chooses to accept it with a smile.
After figuring this out, he changed the subject with a good mentality: "Then what are we doing now?" Could it be that he stayed in the hotel, waiting for the clone to complete the registration of the cultivation world in the land of Bashu, and then went to another province?
"I want to do something private, do you want to come with me?" Fu Li asked Zhang Ke with a smile.
"Yes, yes." Zhang Ke nodded repeatedly.
Young people are more curious.
When being carried by Fu Li to a high mountain, Zhang Ke trembling with his arms, stepped on the snow on the soles of his feet, not daring to move. Suddenly the wind was surging, and the clouds in the sky seemed to have turned into a huge whirlpool, and there was a terror that the sky was about to fall.
"Sour, sour and..."
"Call me Song Brother."
"Brother Song." Zhang Ke grabbed Song Yu's sleeve and looked at Fu Li flying in the air. His voice trembled, "Brother Fu, what is he going to do?"
"I guess he might be collecting the spirits of the mountains, these kidding things, what did he collect for?" Song Yu was puzzled. This spirit is like a kid who likes to drink milk. Fu Li is four thousand years old and hasn't been weaned yet?
"What are the spirit and spiritual marrow?" Zhang Ke's teeth trembled, and after putting himself a few charms, he didn't freeze so much.
"It's the spiritual liquid that the mountain range with spiritual energy has grown through thousands of years of change. It has been condensed for thousands of years, and if no one takes it away within a hundred years, it will turn into a milk stone." Song Yu saw that the Fu Li cultivation base is sufficient and the method is correct. But the collection movement is not proficient, knowing that Fu Li shouldn't have done these things before.
"Is it useful to become a milkstone?" Zhang Ke felt that something condensed only a thousand years ago must be very powerful. It's a pity that no one took it away.
"After the tree bears fruit, no one picks it. In the end it becomes dry and bitter. Do you think it is useful?" Song Yu sighed, "Things that have passed the shelf life are useless."
Zhang Ke silently continued to watch Fu Li collect the spiritual marrow, following these two big demons out, he was really knowledgeable.
There are many mountains and rivers in Bashu, but in this era, almost no demonic cultivator knows how to collect spiritual essence, so after so many years of changes, I don’t know how much spiritual essence was wasted in the passage of time.
For Fu Li, the spirit marrow was something he used to drink when he was a child. After drinking, the demon cultivators in the mountains would give him a few bottles. No one regarded these as rare things. Two thousand years of time were not long for Demon Xiu, but Fu Li discovered that the things he used to take for granted had already lost its heritage.
"Get up!" He yelled violently, and drops of jade-colored dew poured from all directions. The spiritual marrow may turn into a stubborn stone in an instant, so Fu Li moved quickly, using his own cultivation base to suck all the spiritual marrow into the jade bottle in his hand.
Shaking the bottle, he was a little disappointed. The essence of the spirit is not as good as before, and the harvest is also poor. It's really not as good as before.
Looking up at the clouded sky, Fu Li respectfully bowed to the mountains and rivers. After thanking them for their gifts, he flew back to Song Yu and Zhang Ke.
"Fu, Brother Fu." Zhang Ke looked at the jade bottle in Fu Li's hand, the content of which was less than 100 ml, and he was so tossed.
"Don't worry, I set up a barrier and didn't destroy nature. There are no humans here, so it's not considered an illegal operation." Fu Li put the jade bottle containing the spirits into the universe bag, "I will not know the law and break the law."
"I didn't mean that, I was just a little curious." Zhang Ke was full of curiosity, "It turns out that mountains can bear fruit."
"You people can't eat this, but this one is suitable for you." Fu Li spread out his left hand, with a jade bowl on his palm, and then Zhang Ke saw countless green spots overflowing from the vegetation and gathering into the bowl.
"What is this?" Staring at the bowl, Zhang Ke felt that he was thirsty all over, and the green juice in the jade bowl seemed to beckon him to drink it.
"Everything has spirit, this is a gift from them." Fu Li handed the bowl to Zhang Ke. Zhang Ke couldn't control his physical instincts, so he took the bowl and drank it.
At the entrance of the juice, Zhang Ke felt that the meridians all over his body had been cleansed, and every pore was bearing the aura of heaven and earth. When he came back to his senses, he felt that his mood and cultivation base had greatly increased.
Opening his eyes, he learned the way that Fu Li was just now, and respectfully bowed to the vegetation of the four directions, and then thanked Fu Li, "Thank you Brother Fu." The mood and cultivation level rose, and the whole person seemed to have sublimated. , The world in his eyes has also changed.
Fu Li smiled: "You know that you are grateful for them, then these things are not wasted."
The mountain wind blows and the trees in the mountains are shaking. They are silent and patient. Whether it is summer rain or winter snow, the land under their feet is their home.
Song Yu glanced at Zhang Ke and looked up to the sky. The tumbling dark clouds have dispersed in all directions, an endless blue. One thing he didn’t tell Zhang Ke was that this mountain spirit was only available to the beasts. The great monsters like them who were born to be fierce beasts, if they were to get the spirit, the wind would roar and the rain would pour down. , Even worse, will be struck by lightning.
When Fu Li took away the spirit essence, the situation in the sky suddenly changed, and he felt strange that he had obtained the opportunity of the heavens to transform into a rabbit and cultivated four thousand years of skill. How could it not be a fierce beast. Sure enough, everything was fine from beginning to end. It seems that the natural weather in the land of Bashu was changing too fast, which made him misunderstand.
"What are you looking at?" Fu Li looked at the sky a few times, "You are not the Golden Crow, so you can fly over the earth, shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"
"Even the Golden Crow can't work. Those are made up by humans." Song Yu stayed in the management office these days. After being asked many strange questions by his colleagues, he realized that there are so many bizarre stories about demonic cultivation in the human world. "Boss, you are young, don't be fooled by legends fabricated by humans."
Zhang Ke: "..."
He has lived for more than four thousand years, and he is called young. What is his age, preschooler?
Back at the hotel in the evening, Zhang Ke just sat on the bed, three paper people flew into the window, the paper people fell to the ground and turned into the appearance of the three of them. Before Zhang Ke could react, he saw his clone walking directly towards him. His forehead was cold, and there was a memory in his mind. Those memories were very real, as if he had done these things himself.
"How do you feel?" Fu Li asked with concern.
"Fortunately, just a little dizzy." Zhang Ke rubbed his temples.
"It's normal to be a little dizzy at first." Fu Li looked at Zhang Ke up and down. "When you become immortal, these techniques will be easier to use."
As the most outstanding disciple of the Qingxiao Sect in a hundred years, Zhang Ke built the foundation at the age of eighteen and formed a pill at the age of thirty. He has made rapid progress. Now I heard that Fu Li said that "forging the body into a fairy" was as simple as going to the toilet. Zhang Ke felt that cultivation genius was a lie. He was clearly a tall man among short ones, and the word genius had nothing to do with him.
With the avatar technique, Fu Li and the three of them quickly completed the one-standard and three-real work in Bashu and Qian'an. After coming to Nanzhao Province, because the climate here is pleasant and the scenery is good, Fu Li and Song Yu, two monsters who have never seen the world, have to look around, and Zhang Ke has to follow his fate to buy tickets. Pay money.
Demon Xiu's physical strength is infinite. Zhang Ke looked at Fu Li and Song Yu, who were wearing local national costumes, panting and said, "Brother Fu, Su, Song Yu, let's go shopping after eating."
These two uncles walked for a whole day without stopping.
"Are you tired?" Song Yu looked back at Zhang Ke, full of regret, "As a man, his physical strength is so bad, tut tut."
Zhang Ke: "Haha."
I can't beat you, so I don't know much about you.
After dinner, there was a light rain and the stone road was wet. From time to time, there are couples walking by holding hands, whispering and affectionate. Song Yu and Zhang Ke were bickering, and Fu Li said to the two of them: "You two discuss it slowly, I'll go for a walk."
The quaint building was illuminated by gorgeous lights, and it had a special flavor. Fu Li hadn't walked far away, and a few young girls stopped him and wanted to take a photo with him. After he agreed, the little girls secretly laughed, covering their mouths, blushing and running away, like cheerful birds.
A little sparrow stopped on the next willow tree, its wings were soaked in the rain, and the wet feathers were drooping together, looking very pitiful.
Fu Li stopped and looked up at it. Little Sparrow seemed to notice his gaze, and jumped on the branch, but did not fly away.
One person and one bird looked at each other stupidly, until the sound of footsteps came from behind, the little sparrow flapped its wings, flew over the creek, over the blue roof tiles on the opposite side, and disappeared into the night.
Fu Li turned his head and saw a handsome man in a suit and bow tie.
"Hello, we're seeing each other again." The man walked to Fu Li, his shoes were polished clean, so the few drops of mud on the upper became more conspicuous, Fu Li couldn't help but look down twice.
Thinking that Fu Li didn't think of himself, the man gave a gentle smile: "My name is Fu Si. I have seen you when I was in Yuanyue Hotel."
Fu Li suddenly remembered that when he was about to leave his job, there was a bachelor party held by a rich second generation. At that time, the garbage was all over the floor. Only one outstanding human picked up the garbage at his feet, as if it was this man: "Hello. "
Seeing Fu Li think of himself, Fu Si's smile brightened a little bit: "I don't know why, when I first saw you, I thought you were particularly eye-catching. Then I went to the hotel to find out your name. I know that you have resigned. I didn't expect it would be such a coincidence that I would meet at a place more than 2,000 kilometers away from the capital."
This is a very elegant man, as if he had received the best education since he was a child, even standing on the streets of the ancient city with people coming and going, he seemed out of place with the people around him. He looked good when he smiled, and the girls passing by the road even looked at him secretly from the corner of his eye.
"Some things may be ridiculous to you, even I think it is a little weird." Fu Si handed his hand to Fu Li, "Mr. Fu, can you make a friend?"
Fu Li didn't shake his hand, but said, "It doesn't matter, no matter what you say, I won't laugh."
Fu Si retracted his hand and turned to look at the flowing water in the stream: "I seem to have seen you in a dream. We stayed in a big cave, said a lot, and did a lot..."
He looked at Fu Li with some embarrassment: "I wonder if Mr. Fu has ever had such an experience?" He looked at Fu Li with scorching eyes, as if looking for an answer.
Fu Li shook his head quickly: "No."
The two of them were speechless again, and Fu Si showed a bit of disappointment on his face, and after a long time he squeezed out a smile again: "Yes, it seems that I have been thinking too much. I wonder if Mr. Fu can leave me a call. Later..."
"Brother Fu!" Zhang Ke ran over, "The room is booked, should we go to rest first?"
"Good." Fu Li nodded, then nodded to Fu Si, "Farewell."
Fu Si smiled softly, without the irritation of rejection: "Go slow."
Zhang Ke felt that this man was a bit familiar, and after walking out of a distance, he suddenly said, "Brother Fu, I remember, that man is a famous young entrepreneur in our country. How do you know him?"
"I didn't know him before." Fu Li shook his head, "The aura on this person is a bit strange. Is it possible that the demon cultivator who got the heavenly fate into a human form?"
"Impossible. Given his status in the human world, if he is a demon cultivator who has obtained the Fate of Heaven, he would have already been registered. Moreover, Chu Yu can tell at a glance that you are not a human being, and there is no reason to see him." Zhang Ke said , "I think the look he looks at you is strange. Did he discover your true identity?"
"That's not true, he thinks we have seen it in a previous life."
"I didn't expect a famous entrepreneur to strike up a conversation with such an old fashioned way." Zhang Ke shuddered and joked, "Maybe he didn't make a joke, he really met you in his previous life."
"Impossible." Fu Li shook his head affirmatively, "People die like a lamp, everything returns to dust, and soil returns to soil. The human being I came into contact with has already been reincarnated, and I don't know how many lives have been reincarnation."
"Is that so sure?" Zhang Ke looked back in a ghostly manner, Fu Si was still standing there, seeming to have been looking at them. He quickly retracted his gaze, "Is there nothing similar in appearance?"
Fu Li stopped abruptly, with a subtle expression on his face.
"What, what's wrong?" Zhang Ke was a little nervous. Could it be that he said something wrong.
"It's okay." Fu Li looked embarrassed, "I forgot what he looked like."
Zhang Ke inexplicably made up for an affectionate human being and his grievances with the scum monster.
"In fact, I can't blame me. Everyone lives in the original form in the mountains. At that time, there were few human beings. In my eyes, you all have two eyes and one nose. Except for the difference in height, short, fat, thin, other things not much differences."
Zhang Ke glanced at Fu Li's good-looking human face, then touched his own face, there was not much difference.
Fu Li tried very hard to defend himself. He wanted to convince Zhang Ke that it was not that he had a bad memory, but that his human face recognition was too low: "The cats of the same breed, you humans can tell who is who? Years, can you still remember their looks?"
This... seems to make sense?
Zhang Ke remembered that he had raised a hamster when he was a child, and then the hamster died. He cried and buried the hamster. After more than 20 years, he only remembers that the pet he raised was a hamster, but he really wanted to distinguish how he was different from other hamsters of the same breed. Maybe he was a bit fatter?
In the middle of the night, Zhang Ke woke up from his sleep and suddenly sat up from the bed.
"Brother Fu actually raised humans as pets?!"
This is the point. Why did he forget to ask before going to bed?
With the help of avatar technique, Zhang Ke's waist is no longer sore, and his legs are no longer sore. While other colleagues are still walking the streets, the three of them have already bought souvenirs and stuffed them all into Fu Li's Qiankun bag. , Easily get on the train back to Jin City.
Disliked Song Yu, whose food on the train was not delicious, I didn't forget to open the live broadcast on the mobile phone and show everyone a boxed lunch. Netizens praised him as a local tyrant while rewarding him.
It's not a local tyrant, who is willing to spend money to buy so many boxes of lunch on the train to eat, and use the data to broadcast live.
At the end of the live broadcast, Song Yu said to Fu Li: "Humans are so boring now, and I can be so excited to watch others eat."
"Haha." Zhang Ke covered his face, he had no face and looked at the surprised eyes of the other passengers.
"Boss, Brother Fu is back!" Chu Yu rushed into Zhuang Qing's office happily, sneaked a bag of red robe from Zhuang Qing's tea box, turned and ran.
Zhuang Qing heard cheers coming from outside and greets one after another, and shook her head helplessly. Turning his face to see the tea box that he had secretly opened, the smile on his face suddenly became lighter by five points.
His Wuyi Dahongpao!
The people who were tortured by the Kunpeng spirit, the moment they saw Fu Li, it was like seeing the sun in winter and popsicles in summer, and they felt comfortable physically and mentally. Although Kunpeng had never troubled them, they couldn't help being afraid as long as they thought of him living in the management office.
And the only one with the best relationship between the management office and Kunpeng was Fu Li. So when Fu Li came back, they immediately felt safe.
Fu Li thought that these colleagues liked the souvenirs he brought back, and decided to buy more when he went next time. After joking with his colleagues, he took the tea that Chu Yuduan gave him, and he turned and walked towards Zhuang Qing's office holding the teacup.
The door of the office was not closed, and when Fu Li walked to the door, he saw Zhuang Qing holding a tea box in a daze, looking bitter and bitter. He knocked on the door, "Zhuang Qing, can I come in?"
"Yeah, come in." Zhuang Qing put down the tea box and sat down in a precarious manner. "Is just getting used to these jobs?"
"Very good, it's all simple things." Fu Li prepared a souvenir for Zhuang Qing. He put down the teacup in his hand, and reached out to Qiankun's bag for a gift.
Zhuang Qing sniffed, stared at the scented cup of tea in front of him, and looked at Fu Li again, with expression...still expressionless.
"This is a souvenir for you." Fu Li took out a large bag of things and put it on the table, Zhuang Qing glanced at it, as if there were some flower cakes, watercress, tea leaves, etc.
"You a rabbit, give me rabbit meat?" Zhuang Qing pulled out a bag of vacuumed spicy rabbit heads from the letter.
"Don't you all like to eat rabbit meat?" Fu Li looked inexplicably, "Anyway, rabbit meat is there. If you don't eat it, others will eat it. I am a demon. As long as you don't let me eat it, how do you want to eat rabbit? how to eat."
"Thank you." Zhuang Qing looked at the pile of things on the table, her face quietly climbed a little bit, only a little bit of Hongxia.
"You're welcome." Fu Li took a sip of the tea that Chu Yu had given him, "Then I'm going out."
He walked to the door and turned back.
"What's wrong?" Zhuang Qing, who was about to unpack the spicy rabbit head, quickly retracted her hand.
"This is for you." Fu Li gave him a gourd-shaped jade bottle, "You taste it first, if it suits your appetite."
Zhuang Qing took the jade bottle, opened the lid and hesitated for a while, then raised his head and took a sip. He couldn't describe the taste, but after drinking it, his soul seemed to be happy with it.
He couldn't help but drank the strange thing in one sigh, and reluctantly licked the mouth of the bottle with the tip of his tongue. Remembering that Fu Li was still there, he hurriedly put the bottle down, and said nonchalantly, "What is this?"
It turned out that Zhuang Qing had never seen this thing, nor had he drank it.
The dragon clan hasn't cut off the inheritance. It's impossible not to know the existence and collection method of the spiritual marrow, but Zhuang Qing has never drunk it, or even seen it. What kind of hard life did this dragon have when he was a child?
"Spirit, something suitable for underage demon cultivators to drink." Fu Li didn't dare to elaborate too much, for fear that Zhuang Qing would feel sad after hearing it, "If you like it, I will help you pick it next time."
"Underage?" Zhuang Qing said with a deep face, "Fu Li, did you deliberately tease me with this thing?"
"Okay, why are you losing your temper again?" Fu Li saw that Zhuang Qing's expression was wrong, and he rushed out of the office three or two steps, sticking his head out at the door, "How many times have I told you, don't be so tempered when you are young. This is what I specially collected for you, and it is good for your body. It is normal for an adult demon cultivator to drink this. I drank Spirit Essence in the past, and I stopped it until I was more than two thousand years old. Drinking this does not lose the demon. "
"Let me go!" Zhuang Qing waved to the door, shutting Fu Li outside.
Drinking a spirit, why is he said to be drinking milk?
He stood at the desk for a long time and formed an enchantment on the door. After making sure that people outside could not enter, he moved his hand forward little by little, and finally slowly held the gourd jade bottle.
Then he put the jade bottle into his universe bag with a thunderous momentum.
He sniffed, as if the air was still filled with the sweet fragrance of spiritual marrow.
The author has something to say: Fu Laoli: Children must drink milk obediently to grow taller.
Zhuang Xiaoqing: Get out (ノ`Д)ノ