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At this moment, inside the pharmacy, as the door behind him closed, the golden-robed ancestor of the Shoufeng clan with his hands behind his back looked up and looked around indifferently.
This pharmacy is not big, it looks very ordinary, and there is an iron kettle boiling water on the stove next to it, steaming slowly.
The first thing he saw was a young man wearing a coarse linen robe sitting on all sides.
This young man's expression was changeable, sometimes frowning, sometimes contemplating, sometimes proud, and he was still mumbling some messy poems in his mouth, looking like bullshit.
The other party didn't even look at his arrival.
The ancestor swept his eyes and saw that it was just a small golden pill, so he ignored it directly and looked at the second person standing there holding a long sword.
This person was also a young man, and now he was looking at himself with a smile.
"Ling'er, there is a guest!"
Ling'er, who was settling accounts behind the counter, looked up when she heard this.
The counter was too big, she was petite, she had been fiddling with the abacus with her head down, and at this moment, she looked very abrupt, after noticing this ancestor, Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she called out enthusiastically.
"This guest officer, if you want to buy something, our white pills here are particularly famous in the entire Kusheng Mountains, one spirit coin, if you buy more, you can also get a discount."
The ancestor of the Shoufeng clan frowned slightly, looked at the young man holding the sword coldly, and then looked at the girl.
For so many years, there have been few people in front of him who can be so calm.
The reaction of these people here was a little different from what they thought, fortunately, not everyone was like this, and a little monk not far away was now looking at him trembling and fearful.
This kind of behavior, in his opinion, was normal. Immediately afterwards, the ancestor's eyes fell on the person who was wiping the floor in the pharmacy.
One is a little fat man, the other is an old man, the two of them are busy, rubbing around, especially the little fat man,
He actually turned his head and shouted at himself.
"The place you just wiped is still wet, don't step on it!"
It's just an ant that can be crushed casually, just pinch it more later.
Then he turned his head to look at the old man sitting in the distance who was provoking a parrot, this old man was an ordinary man, looking like he was about to die.
After the ancestor carefully confirmed, he withdrew his gaze.
In his opinion, no matter what these people rely on, they will put on this posture when facing themselves and not take themselves seriously, but these are not important, he said calmly with his hands behind his back.
In his perception, under this step, this place will instantly be razed to the ground and wiped out, and these in front of him will also complete the transformation from life to death in the blink of an eye and become dry bones.
Especially the little fat man, he will turn into flying ashes.
But in the next moment, the old man was stunned for a moment and looked down at the ground.
The pharmacy did not react at all, and everything seemed to be like a stone cow entering the sea, with no trace or fluctuation.
Only the stove on the side, the teapot on it shook, and with a bang, it fell to the ground, and the hot ice spilled all over the ground.
The little fat man who wiped the floor suddenly looked up anxiously.
"You old guy, I just finished wiping there!!"
The ancestor was suspicious, his expression changed slightly, his consciousness suddenly scattered, he looked carefully at his feet, and then looked at the fallen teapot.
He felt that something was wrong, Tong Kong contracted, he was very sure that there was no problem with the explosion of his previous aura, and the power under his feet was also emitted.
According to reason, not only will this pharmacy be wiped out, but even the entire earthen city will be reduced to ruins.
But now, it was just a teapot dropped.
Ancestor Shoufeng felt uneasy and vigilant in his heart, and at this moment, he quickly turned his head to look at the side room, where a person holding firewood suddenly appeared.
This is a girl dressed as a maid, her face is filled with anger and murderous intent at this moment, and her whole person is about to erupt completely like a volcano, as if there is a bitter feud between herself and her.
"You old meat strip, my mother just went out to get some firewood, and you actually knocked over the freshly boiled water, do you know how difficult it is to burn without cultivation!!"
In the midst of this maid's roar, her cultivation exploded with a bang, and the fluctuation of the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Hidden Treasure was close to returning to the void, which made the ancestor's mind here instantly more solemn, and he immediately reacted, knowing why his previous kick was ineffective.
At the same time, he also understood why the reaction of these people was different from what he imagined, all because of the woman in front of him.
And the other party was obviously so strong, but he was dressed up as a maid, which made him even more suspicious, although many strong people had quirks, but he had never seen such a quirk.
At this moment, he had put away the initial exposure, so that he could calm down as much as possible, rolled up the teapot with a wave of his hand, put it back in its place, and then calmly said, "The old man is here to seek justice for the loss of my clan's holy relics.
"My mother doesn't care what kind of holy relic you are or not, it has nothing to do with my mother, you hurry up and boil the water for me, otherwise I will eat you!"
The maid sneered.
The ancestor frowned, he originally planned to be more polite, but the other party was so rude that he really thought he was afraid.
So his consciousness dispersed, and after careful exploration, he found that there was indeed no power to return to the void here, so his eyes became cold and he looked at the back room.
"Little thief, get out of here!"
As he spoke, the ancestor took a step forward and went straight to the back room, he no longer intended to waste time here.
At this moment, in a flash, he arrived in front of the back roof curtain where his consciousness sensed Xu Qing.
His right hand was raised, and when he grabbed it, the thin curtain swayed gracefully, and in the next moment, the ancestor's expression changed, he felt the shaking of the curtain, a strong force suddenly backlasheed from the inside, and before he could react, it enveloped the whole body in the roar, the ancestor's whole body shook, took a few steps back, his internal organs were churning, he turned his head to look at the maid, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he opened his mouth coldly.
"You want to protect him"?
The maid gave him a roll of his eyes, impatient.
"Kill if you can, it's best to kill the man holding the sword at the door, I thank you."
As he spoke, the iron kettle on the stove chirped, and the water was turned on.
The maid immediately went over, picked up the iron kettle, and walked quickly towards the ordinary old man who was fiddling with the parrot, and his steps became slight when he approached.
He saw with his own eyes that the Taoist friend who had the same cultivation as himself seemed to have changed at this moment, and the hostility in his expression dissipated cleanly, revealing an extremely well-behaved meaning, making tea for the ordinary old man.
This scene made the ancestor chuckle in his heart, and while feeling strange, he also secretly took out a jade pendant and concentrated on probing the old man.
This jade pendant is also a treasure of their clan, and it can accurately judge all cultivation fluctuations below the Yun Shen, and at this moment, the jade pendant feedback is normal.
The ancestor was a little puzzled, but he instinctively felt that this pharmacy was right, very wrong, and when he hesitated in his heart at this moment,
He looked at the man wiping the floor, then at the young man holding the sword, and at the dripping cultivator.
Finally, he glanced at the counter again, and everything was as usual for them.
This gave him a very weird feeling.
The ancestor hesitated, and at this moment, he suddenly saw that the ordinary old man could no longer tease the parrot, but picked up the teacup and took a sip.
In the exposed left hand, there seemed to be a bead coiled, and if you look closely, there is a terrifying painting hole in the bead, which he knows, it is Master Heitong.
Although this master's cultivation was not high, but now that he was held in his hand, the horror of this scene immediately made the ancestor's scalp tingle and his steps slowly retreated.
He wanted to leave, he felt that this pharmacy was a bit scary, because he thought of another possibility that his jade pendant did not respond.
Although this possibility was extremely slim, he looked at everything around him at the moment, and he felt that this impossible thing did not seem so impossible.
This thought made his forehead sweat, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his heartbeat accelerated wildly.
He felt careless and sloppy, and he took the initiative to walk into the small pharmacy impulsively.
"If my guess is true, then how could this be not a small pharmacy, this is a Nine Netherworld Hell!"
When the ancestor shivered, Ling'er sighed.
"Are you really not buying pills, we have good pills here."
The ancestor was silent, took out the storage bag, sent it to the counter, and opened it in a deep voice.
"Buy!"
Ling'er was happy, put away the storage bag, took out a white pill, and handed it over.
The ancestor took it silently, stepped back slowly, stepped on the ground where he had walked before, trying not to get dirty as much as possible, and instinctively glanced at the ordinary old man who was drinking tea.
The old man also looked up slightly at this moment, looking at each other for a moment, the ancestor's mind suddenly roared, as if a million heavenly thunder exploded, making his body tremble even more, and the sweat all over his body soaked the golden robe in the blink of an eye.
"Yun Shen!" The panic in the ancestor's heart turned into a giant wave of nine days, bombarding the mind and flooding the mind, and every inch of flesh and every joint in the body seemed to be screaming, trembling to tell the danger.
This dangerous cognition, as if possessing independent life, was biting at his flesh and blood, his soul.
He regretted it, regretted it incomparably, regretted it like never before, he felt that the biggest mistake in his life was to walk into this ordinary little pharmacy.
"How could this happen" The ancestor was sweating and raining, and with a pop, he instinctively knelt down.
At the same time, the prince said softly, "Come."