Martial arts crossing rivers and lakes

Chapter 240 Xuanmen, a girl like a cat
On this day, Jiang Hu followed the disciples of "Biyunmen" led by Mo Zhilan to an island called "Fangmen Island".

This island, as its name suggests, is rich in "alchemists", and many famous masters of alchemy have emerged.

The so-called alchemy includes astrology, geomantic omen, dragon hunting, and qi...

Xin Ruyin taught Jiang Gourd the experience of the formation method, which included some alchemy techniques, but they were all feng shui techniques to assist in arranging the formation method.

Along the way, Mo Zhilan led the disciples of the "Green Cloud Sect" to subdue the foundation-building monks they met along the way, and used tough methods to forcibly accept them as so-called "dead warriors".

From the moment Jiang Hu joined their team, the entire team has seven or eight "dead warriors".

Mo Zhilan's attitude towards these "dead men" was extremely bad, which was completely different from her attitude towards Jiang Hu. If there was any dissatisfaction with the performance of the "dead men", she would beat them severely with a whip.

Jiang Hu was also slightly apprehensive, thankful that he had the rare formation technique by his side, and Mo Zhilan had something to ask of him, so she respected him as a "formation master".

Of course, he knew very well in his heart that once his formation skills were no longer scarce, or if they were all learned by Mo Zhilan and the others, then his treatment would probably be no different from those "dead soldiers"...

The reality of the world of cultivating immortals is sometimes so cruel. The status of people without any background in the eyes of others often depends on their own strength or the value of their skills.

The value of skills is naturally related to practicality and scarcity.

When they arrived at "Fangmen Island", there were twenty or thirty "dead men" under Mo Zhilan's control.

Mo Zhilan ordered two juniors and juniors from the alchemy stage, and a dozen elite junior disciples who were at the peak of the foundation stage to guard the [-] or [-] "dead men", and she took others to the island to find a master of alchemy. .

Jiang Hu was naturally taken by her side, asking some questions about formations from time to time.

"Fangmen Island" is a medium-sized island, smaller than the three big islands of Kuixing Island, Sangxing Island, and Weixing Island, and much larger than small islands such as Qiongling Island.

After everyone landed on Fangmen Island, they crossed a large grassland and a grand canyon before finally arriving at Fangmen City on Fangmen Island.

Although this is not a very big city, it is very bustling and bustling. There are many immortal cultivating families and sects composed of alchemists in the city, and various secret alchemy techniques are passed down in it.

Every day, many sects and clans of cultivating immortals will come to this city to visit the alchemists in Fangmen City.

Whether it is the site selection of a new branch, or going out to explore the ruins of the ancient sect, the cave, etc., you need to use alchemists.

Mo Zhilan led the crowd, bypassing many conspicuous sects and families of alchemists and cultivators, and went to a very mediocre small shop.

This small shop looks just like any ordinary old small grocery store in the world.

However, although the small shop is small, the plaque hanging in front of the shop is not small.

I saw four wild cursive written on it, and I could vaguely make out the four big characters "Xuan", "Men", "Zheng" and "Zong".

"Senior Sister Mo, are you sure it's here? Why don't I feel like it?" Wan Jiacheng looked at the inconspicuous, even dilapidated small shop in front of him, and couldn't help frowning.

"Junior Brother Wan, don't be rude!" Mo Zhilan scolded Wan Jiacheng and said, "Master, the old man said that this is the place, and there is a real alchemy master dormant here. The alchemist is like a charlatan in front of him!"

Wan Jiacheng was reprimanded by her, so he didn't have the slightest temper, he only dared to mutter in a low voice: "Hehe, I think the guy here is like a charlatan... He made such a bad appearance and called himself 'Xuan Menzhengzong'... pretending to be a ghost..."

Mo Zhilan's originally charming face was as cold as ice at this moment, and said: "What did you say?"

Wan Jiacheng didn't dare to admit it, and hurriedly said, "No...it's nothing..."

Mo Zhilan snorted coldly, ignored Wan Jiacheng, turned around, and knocked on the door of the shop.

She first knocked three times, then stopped for a while, then knocked twice, stopped for a while, finally knocked four times, and then stepped aside respectfully, looking very obedient and demure.

Wan Jiacheng and Jiang Hu were slightly startled by her appearance.

It's just that the former is more amazing, I just feel that my senior sister looks so cute and cute for the first time, which is a look that I have never shown in front of my master and other old people.

In Jiang Hu's heart, the fear of Mo Zhilan deepened, and he felt that he had seen a new face of Mo Zhilan. This Mo Zhilan was simply exquisite and multi-faceted, and it was terrifying.

Just when the two of them were surprised, the door of the shop in front of them creaked and gradually opened.

A girl poked her head out of the door like a cat, and everyone saw that delicate and lovely face, and suddenly the whole dark and dilapidated shop seemed to be a little more lively.

On this delicate and lovely face, there is a small and delicate nose, and a pair of quite agile eyes.

At this moment, those agile eyes were sizing up strangers like Jiang Hu, Wan Jiacheng, and Mo Zhilan.

When she looked at Jiang Gourd, her eyes were full of curiosity, like a cat that wanted to test, its little paws were about to be stretched out.

And when his eyes turned to the gloomy Wan Jiacheng, the "cat" frowned involuntarily.

This pair of beautiful eyebrows frowned even more after turning their eyes to Mo Zhilan, especially when seeing the proud mountain on Mo Zhilan's chest, the eyes of this "cat" seemed to be ignited with jealousy...

"Who are you, what are you here for? If you have nothing to do, hurry up and leave!" The girl said angrily, her attitude was quite unfriendly, as if someone who woke her up from sleep was woken up by someone, her cheeks hurt Puffy like a groundhog.

Wan Jiacheng has been flattered by many people over the years, except for the elders of his own sect and Mo Zhilan, who else would dare to talk to him with such an attitude, immediately became angry, and shouted: "You little girl, how can you talk? Rude, do you know who we are?!"

The girl didn't like his tricks at all, she gave him a blank look, and said: "I don't care who you are, the king of heaven is here, my aunt will still talk to him like this."

"You..." Wan Jiacheng was about to continue to say something, but Mo Zhilan stretched out her hand to signal for silence, so she obediently shut up and held her breath back.

"Excuse me, this concubine is the grandson of Daoist Miaohe of Biyun Sect on Qiyuan Island, Mo Zhilan, and I'm here to pay a visit to Senior Ding from the 'Xuanmen'." Mo Zhilan smiled sweetly.

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