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Chapter 58
In the end, Yan Nu and Li Xiang and the others bid farewell to each other. Both Shen Leling and Feng Junyou said that they would go to the treasury to pick up some things, and then they left Hua County and went into exile.

Yan Nu had nothing to choose, so he stood on the street outside the treasury, watching the city silently.

Recalling Zhou Shi's joyful expression as if sending away a scourge, he felt a little disappointed.

Growing up, he was working, working, working.

Always passively waiting, submissive.

Suddenly looking back, the most memorable thing was when I was a child and A Weng escaped from the chaos...

It wasn't until he made a big fuss in Chashan Castle that he finally felt happy.

That day, as if he had been ignited, he was full of energy and made up his mind to make the world peaceful, but he was actually at a loss in his heart.

This time, he finally took the initiative to do a big thing. Although he was happy to get rid of the Zhang family, but not everything went as expected.

He has no idea how the world is peaceful. This time, it seems that he hasn't changed anything.

"Brother Jiang, what are you thinking?" Huang Banyun was with him all the time, and it was the first time he saw Yan Nu contemplating so intently.

Yan Nu replied honestly: "I feel that I am too weak."

"..." When Huang Banyun heard this, he felt a bit unable to continue the conversation.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Are you still weak? You are already strong, and you can still be stronger... If you think you don't know any moves, I can teach you marksmanship."

Yan Nu asked expectantly: "Can your marksmanship make the world peaceful?"

"..." The corner of Huang Banyun's mouth twitched, regretting mentioning his marksmanship.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "If you want to bring about peace, you must first bring peace to the world. It is not enough to rely on force alone. You must have the ability to understand the world."

Yan Nu asked: "Are you?"

"..." Huang Banyun looked embarrassed and waved his hands again and again: "I am not, although I have been studying since childhood, I mostly practice martial arts."

Yan Nu was troubled and said, "Where can I find such a talented person?"

Huang Banyun was a little dizzy, and said helplessly, "They will find a way to calm the world, why should you and I worry about it?"

Yan Nu said firmly: "But I don't want to wait anymore, I want to do something by myself."

Huang Banyun took a deep breath: "Brother Jiang, all the great talents in this world are in the aristocratic family, so what if you find them?"

He almost didn't make it clear that no great talent in the world would listen to a mud-legged person like Yan Nu.

Yan Nu frowned, then suddenly stretched: "Can you teach me?"

"Huh? Teach you marksmanship?"

"Teach me how to read." Yan Nu saw that many people spoke eloquently, citing scriptures and allusions, speaking clearly and logically. He only regretted that he had never read a book.

Seeing his firm gaze, Huang Banyun nodded and said, "Of course, I'll go get some books and take them on the road."

After capturing the Zhang Mansion, a large number of books of the Zhang family naturally lost their owners. Zhou Shi had already collected them for safekeeping, so he went to ask for a few.

Yan Nu was also going back to the treasury to look for Shen Leling, but just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard someone calling from behind.

"Big brother, thank you for defeating those villains!"

The one who spoke was the little boy in front of the pharmacy, he approached Yan Nu very boldly.

Behind him was his mother, a little timid, but she still followed and bowed to Yan Nu in gratitude.

Yan Nu laughed immediately, knelt down and asked, "Are you guys full now?"

The little boy nodded heavily, and his mother said: "Thanks to you, every family has received money and food..."

At this time, there were more people in the distance, seeing that Yan Nu was approachable, they surrounded him.

"It was him, that young general who killed all the Zhang family."

"He's a monster..."

"But he saved us..."

They all recognized Yan Nu. Before that, he blew up countless shops in Dongshi City, rode horses with guns, crossed streets and alleys, and killed countless scholars. He had already left a deep impression on the people.

It's just that the rebels publicized everywhere that Yannu is a monster and is not with them, which makes the people feel palpitated. Seeing Yannu in a daze on the street, they dare not approach him.

Seeing that the little boy was approaching all right, they came up to thank him.

Yan Nu chatted with them, very happy, and lost all away.

He realized that although many things were unsatisfactory, he still worked hard to change some things.

That being the case, he just needs to keep working hard.

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On the other side, Shen Leling was in the treasury, looking at the cultivation resources hoarded by the Zhang family, picking and choosing.

"It's mediocre, nothing good."

"Most of them are materials for alchemy, which are useless to me."

Shen Leling murmured, but in the end only took fifty catties of chalcedony and twelve red ganoderma.

All kinds of materials, except for jade, only plants and trees can be directly absorbed by monks without processing.

"You are really ignorant..." Feng Junyou pointed to a jar and said, "This is the best Songling wine!"

"Songling wine? What's the use?" Shen Leling smelled nothing special except for the smell of wine through the jar.

Feng Junyou smiled: "This wine was invented by Liu Ling, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove. He found a thousand-year-old pine in the mountains, put the high-quality medicinal wine in a pottery jar, buried it under the ancient pine, and brought it back nine years later. dig it out."

"On the wine urn, the 'guizang array' should be drawn with gold powder and wax lacquer. This combination of ancient pine and deep mountain wine will form the trend of five elements returning to Tibet. In this way, the essence of ancient pine, sun and moon will be absorbed into the wine. "

"Songling wine is amber in color, and its aura is restrained. Most people can't smell it. It has the effect of prolonging life. A catty of monks drinking it can equal one year's cultivation."

Shen Leling was very pleasantly surprised, drinking one catty would be worth a year, isn't this more powerful than chalcedony?

She looked at the big urn: "Okay, okay, such a big jar must weigh at least forty catties!"

Unexpectedly, the most precious thing of the Zhang family is such an ordinary jar of wine.

Drinking all of it, and refining all the medicinal power, that is 40 years of cultivation.

This is different from the vitality provided by Yannu's water talisman, which only adds mana.

This wine is the growth of Yuanshen, Yuanqi, and Yuanjing. Shen Leling only has 20 years of cultivation. After refining this wine, it can reach 60 years, which is tripled.

"It's a good thing I have you, otherwise I would have missed this good thing." Shen Leling rushed forward to open the seal, sucked as soon as he opened his mouth, and poured the wine into her mouth like a bunch.

Feng Junyou said complacently: "Of course, I am a Hongnong alcoholic, and I am definitely not in vain."

He had the best wine in his life, even if he hadn't drunk it, he still had to ask someone about it.

Except for some rare immortal brews, he knows most of the wines in the world, including many medicinal wines and spirit wines that are comparable to elixir.

"Hey! Don't drink it all! Leave half of it for me!" Feng Junyou saw that Shen Leling was about to swallow it all by himself, so he rushed to suck it wildly.

It's not that he covets these cultivation bases, it's mainly because he was a former alcoholic who has been imprisoned for 50 years and hasn't even touched a drop of alcohol.

"Whoosh!"

The two swallowed desperately, and the jar of wine was quickly exhausted.

Feng Junyou had tried his best to absorb it, but Shen Leling's water control skills were so exquisite that he couldn't grab it.

A total of forty catties, Shen Leling drank thirty catties.

However, if the effect of the medicine is not digested, then the thirty catties of alcohol cannot be digested.

At this moment, Shen Leling's weight soared by thirty catties, and his whole body became plump.

Her eyes were dazed, and she was suddenly a little drunk.

"You woman is so greedy! You still want to keep the treasure I'm looking for?" Feng Junyou felt sorry for this good wine.

"Don't worry, will I give you all the chalcedony?" Shen Leling giggled, her voice as charming as silk.

"..." Seeing her like this, Feng Junyou couldn't help asking, "Have you never drunk?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" suddenly cried out again.

Feng Junyou's scalp is numb, this banshee is actually drunk!

I thought to myself: She won't go crazy with alcohol and tear up my copper deed, right?
"Okay, okay, just drink it." Feng Junyou quickly comforted her, not daring to provoke her, and immediately involved the chalcedony in his body.

Chalcedony is only fifty catties, and one catty is worth half a year, which can also increase one's cultivation by 25 years.

Counting the ten years of drinking, Feng Junyou has earned another five years!

After drinking, is this woman unable to settle the bill?
"Let's go!" Feng Junyou had a bit of a headache: "There is also a 'dog master' who may come out at any time. His magic weapon is very good, and he is willing to give it to the dog. He is either superb or good at refining weapons."

"Even if the strength is not very good, there are still monks from the Zhang family in Mount Jiuhua."

"Other small repairs are nothing, but that Zhang Tong is a great power in the catastrophe period. No matter who the Zhang family destroys me for, Zhang Tong killed me with his own hands and enslaved me for 50 years..."

"I'm not qualified to seek revenge from him now, so I can only take one step at a time."

Shen Leling skipped and left the treasury, and laughed wildly when he heard this.

"What are you doing?" Feng Junyou said speechlessly, "What's so funny about this?"

Shen Leling giggled and said: "Zhang Tong died a long time ago, even Yan Nu knew about it, but you didn't?"

Feng Junyou froze for a moment, then his pupils quivered: "Zhang Tong is dead?"

He didn't bother to ask, seeing Yan Nu in the distance, he immediately called out.

Yan Nu reluctantly bid farewell to the common people, turned his head three times at every step, and waved his hands with a smirk desperately.

When he got to Feng Junyou's side, the old ghost pulled Yan Nu and asked: "Zhang Tong, the patriarch of the Zhang family, I heard that he died? Is it true?"

Yan Nu said: "He is dead. Back then the Zhang family held a large-scale memorial ceremony and killed a lot of cattle and deer."

Feng Junyou was shocked, the large-scale memorial ceremony was intended to make Zhang Tong a ghost cultivator!
"and then?"

Yan Nu recalled: "Then they cried and cried, and then wore sackcloth and mourning for a long time."

Feng Junyou heard it and realized that Zhang Tong might really be dead!
It is not so easy to become a ghost cultivator. If you are killed to death, you don't even have the qualifications to be a ghost.

Even if a ray of true spirit escapes, it must be sacrificed within seven days, otherwise it will completely dissipate in the world.

"Where did Zhang Tong fall?" Feng Junyou's tone was extremely excited.

"Nine Dragons Devil's Cave, where else can it be..." Shen Leling jumped onto Yan Nu's back, hugged him, and lay on Yan Nu's shoulder with his eyes closed as if wanting to sleep.

Yan Nu was puzzled, so she bent down slightly to let her sleep well.

Feng Junyou cried with joy, "Dead... dead..."

He really didn't know about it, the Zhang family kept hiding it from him, and Zhang Quan also told him that he was gaining supernatural powers, bullshit!It turned out that Zhang Tong was dead!
The old thing is dead, he is finally dead!How did he die?

Feng Laogui secretly relieved his hatred, but at the same time regretted that he did not have the regret to take revenge with his own hands.

Agitated, a tear suddenly fell from the corner of his eye and fell into his palm. It was ghost tears.

Ghosts don't have tears, unless they have a big obsession that can be resolved.

And this teardrop, condensed but not scattered, can last forever in the world, and it is one of the core materials for practicing the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.

Nine-turn golden elixir, if you take it, you can ascend to immortality.

But this matter, the extraordinary monks know that the formula of the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir is only fragmented among many great powers, and only the six great immortal sects have complete ones.

Feng Junyou lowered his head and stared blankly at the drop of ghost tears. He only realized that this thing might be a precious treasure, but he didn't know how to use it.

"What's wrong with her?" Yan Nu carried Shen Leling on his back, smelling the smell of alcohol.

Feng Junyou's big obsession was resolved, he just felt open-minded, and said casually: "She? She's drunk, but luckily she's just sleeping, not drunk... Otherwise, she can't be allowed to drink in the future."

At this moment, Huang Banyun came up on horseback with a box of books on his back.

Feng Junyou nodded: "Let's go to the east first, and wait for this banshee to wake up before thinking about where to go."

"Then go to the north." Yan Nu said.

Feng Junyou spread his hands, saying that it doesn't matter.

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　PS: sorry.Luo Yan, don't worry, all the original manuscripts have been scrapped, and I am going to write a short containment story, and then I will let you appear.

　　
　
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