Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 188 Little Monkey

On the calf, a flame ignited.

Lu Tong took out a small tripod, put it on his lap, and threw the gold ingot into it.

Gold ingots get hot.

He stretched out a finger, tapped on the gold ingot, and poured mana into it.

A shimmer of light flashed across the gold ingot, which quickly cooled.

After changing hot and cold nine times.

He tapped it for the tenth time, and a layer of translucent gold as thin as a cicada's wings faded off the surface of the gold ingot.

A faint golden light lit up.

A layer of fine lines emerged on the surface, like the thin feathers on a feather.

Hidden lines.

There is no hidden grain, just a very ordinary middle Yellowstone.

With hidden patterns, it is gold.

Lu Tong used mana, wrapped the gold ingot, and practiced the "Three Yuan Jia".

With the breathing out, the hidden lines light up and then darken.

A stream of golden energy that cannot be detected by the naked eye is introduced into the body and refined into the five internal organs and six internal organs.

After a long time.

The hidden pattern disappeared completely, leaving only a shiny middle yellow stone in the tripod.

He looked at the stone ingot with complicated eyes.

It doesn't look like anything has changed, it's the same as before.

Unfortunately, dare not spend.

Shuishui Lake in the north and Jinchi Lake in the south;
Lei Ze in the west, White Night Icefield in the east;

No matter where you go, any sects, monsters and beasts, gold, silver, and copper coins are all unimpeded.

And there are no fake ones on the market.

Small sects can't do it.

Da Zongmen can't do it.

The eight hundred fairy boats in Jieshui Lake seem to be far short of all of them.

Lu Tong had a guess in his mind.

Such a great ability should have something to do with immortals.

……

Early in the morning.

Lu Tong got up, washed alone, and went downstairs to practice the method of killing.

Life and death fight, sometimes victory or defeat is only a moment.

The more familiar you are with the method, the faster you move, the more chances you have to win.

in the hall.

A strong smell of blood.

He frowned, looking left and right, back and forth.

At the door, a small black figure moved.

"Cloud piercing?"

The little black shadow is not big, but its arms are very long,
Lu Tong walked over.

Chuanyun was sitting on the ground, covered in blood, his eyes were resting on the door panel blankly.

"I lost."

Lu Tong knelt down and said: "You still have your life, you can win it back later."

He tore off Chuanyun's robe.

On the chest, a large piece of medicine powder was soaked in blood and became a paste.

Wipe off the blood and powder residue.

Two blood holes the size of soybeans were exposed, but luckily the bleeding had stopped.

He checked other places.

Arms, ribs, and knees were broken in seven or eight places.

One and a half of the two long eyebrows hanging down to the corners of the mouth were broken.

Not badly injured.

Lu Tong took out the wound medicine, poured a bucket of cold water, worked hard for a stick of incense, and finally finished treating the wound.

During the process, Chuanyun was like a dead pig on the chopping board, allowing him to be manipulated.

He threw the blood-stained dirty clothes to the corner of the yard and said, "Let's go out and eat something."

Chuanyun remained motionless, sitting naked on the ground.

"It just so happens that I have something to ask you, so I'll talk while eating."

Chuanyun raised his head.

Standing up, he took out a robe and put it on indiscriminately.

Get out of the yard.

Four beggars surrounded the door.

Lu Tong glanced at them, ignored them, and walked straight outside.

Walk out of three alleys.

There is a noodle soup stall on the side of the road, with five tables arranged along the wall.

The east of the city is very quiet and doesn't like to be noisy.

The stall owner dared not shout loudly.

The two sat down.

"Boss, two big bowls of pig offal soup powder, put more rice sausages, more blood clots, and more sesame oil."

"okay."

Sit still for a moment.

Lu Tong looked at Chuanyun, and said: "I need someone to come forward to set up a chamber of commerce. There is someone to take care of the business, so don't worry about it, just need to recruit some people and settle the accounts. What do you think?"

Chuanyun breathed weakly, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay."

"This matter has something to do with the fairy head. Don't let her know, I will deal with it when the time comes."

"Row."

"What do you want? Silver, exercises, pills, anything."

Chuanyun paused for a moment, raised his head to look at Lu Tong for a moment, then lowered his head again, and whispered: "No."

Soon, two bowls of soup noodles were served.

The powder is very white.

Six or seven pieces of dark red pig's blood, I couldn't find the powdered sausage.

Lu Tong picked up the chopsticks, ate soup and rice noodles, and hulued after a few big gulps.

Chuanyun didn't move.

He took Chuanyun's bowl, and started snoring again.

Since practicing "Three Yuan Jia", Neijia has only refined less than 100 taels of gold.

There is no improvement in the five internal organs and six internal organs.

However, the appetite has increased, no matter how much you eat, you won't be able to hold on.

After a few breaths.

He put down his chopsticks, took a long breath, and said, "Tell me, what's going on, isn't Tian Qianmu very weak?"

"not him."

Chuanyun turned his head to look at the beggar who was squatting in the distance, and said in a low voice: "This stranger, who has never seen him before, is very powerful."

"Tian Qianmu hired?"

"I do not know."

Chuanyun had several wooden planks tied to his body to fix the broken bones, so he sat up and leaned against the wall uncomfortably.

"How about I kill him for you?"

"Need not."

Chuanyun asked several times before, but Lu Tong never agreed to make a move.

Lu Tong took out a pot of spirit liquid.

I rinsed my mouth and swallowed.

"I don't want money, and I don't want pills. I can't make you busy. Let's say, Killing Tian Qianmu is still the same face, you choose one."

"Fellow Daoist Lu, what a big tone!"

Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind.

Lu Tong looked back.

booth side.

A middle-aged man in a black robe with a round belly and a black scar on his face.

Behind him stood a burly man.

"Tian Qianmu?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "You Daoist Lu, it's best for you, an outsider, not to intervene in the grievances between our father and son."

Lu Tong's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Chuanyun actually has a father?

Half-demon, the most without father and mother.

Some have mothers but no fathers.

It is very rare to have a father without a mother.

As for the son killing his father.

He wasn't too surprised, after all, bad guys can be fathers too.

Tian Qianmu smiled and said, "Little monkey, you didn't tell him that you are my seed?"

Chuanyun's face was gloomy, and he clenched his teeth.

There was a "squeak" sound from the wooden board wrapped around his body.

Lu Tong stood up, put his hand on Chuanyun's shoulder, and slowly shook his head.

Turn around.

He stared at Tian Qianmu, looked at the burly man behind him, and asked, "What's your name, Fellow Daoist?"

"Nengping."

Neng Ping, dressed in bunt clothes, was rounded by his muscles.

The two arms are like two copper pillars.

His eyes were bright with a yellow light.

"Friend Daoist, do you want to protect this person?"

Nengping looked calm, nodded his head, and said: "I was entrusted by Yiye Zongxian head to protect his life."

"Okay, bye."

He threw out a bunch of copper plates, reached out and lifted Chuanyun, and left in the air.

……

night.

Fragrant House.

Lutong was sitting on a chair, holding a pipe.

"Why are you interested today?"

Madam Nine was sitting opposite with empty hands, showing half of her bare feet.

He put the pipe on the tiger's claw, lit it with fire, and said, "I have to kill someone."

"Who?"

"Tian Qianmu."

"The beggar leader? Behind him is the Great Golden Core cultivator of Yezong. Why kill him?"

On the previous screen, Tian Qianmu also had a place.

The backing of the mountain has long been figured out by Mrs. Ninth.

Lu Tong bit the cigarette holder, took a sip, and suddenly his mouth, nose, and throat felt sweet and greasy.

After the sweetness.

There is a light smoke penetrating into the head, like a palm caressing the soul, very refreshing.

He narrowed his eyes and said: "The person who runs the chamber of commerce has been found, and he wants to kill Tian Qianmu."

When speaking, white smoke filled the mouth.

"Can you change someone?"

"No."

Mrs. Ninth took out a pack of tobacco leaves, threw it into Lu Tong's arms, and said, "You can deal with the person you are looking for. I am only in charge of the chamber of commerce."

Lu Tong didn't take it seriously, and knocked off the smoke residue on the tiger's claws.

"One more thing. The income of the chamber of commerce in the dark has to be included in Jingxin, and the two of us can't swallow it."

"How much for her?"

He stood up, stretched his arms, stretched his muscles, and said, "Think about it first, it can't be too little. This time, let's eat the Yan family's portion together."

Ninth Madam's eyes flickered, she stared at Lu Tong, and said, "Is it enough? It's not worth spending so much effort for one or two percent."

He smiled and said, "It's enough for you to eat."

Madam Nine withdrew her eyes, her face sank, and said in a hateful voice: "Old man, I really don't want to part with those brats!"

Thirty percent of the rest of the Yan family.

And Madam Nine, [-]%.

"Yan Ziqiu is in a hurry these days, and it should be almost time. We will do it after he leaves."

Lu Tong threw the pipe and pouch back to Madam Nine and walked outside.

(End of this chapter)