Fengshen Wendaoxing

　　 in front of the wood carving shop.

　　Shen Gongbao sent Lu Chuan outside.

　　 Lu Chuan was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, carrying a sword bag and a bag on his back, as if he was going to travel far.

　　 Lu Chuan said with a look of dismay: "Master, the disciple is gone."

　　 "Go!"

　　Shen Gongbao closed his eyes and nodded, muttering in his heart to leave quickly.

　　 Lu Chuan said again: "When the disciple is away, Master must take care of himself."

　　 "It sounds like you took care of me when you were there!"

　　Shen Gongbao curled his lips and couldn't help but slander in his heart. Then he smiled and said: "It's rare that you have this filial piety. If you are worried about being a teacher, why not open your small vault as a teacher, and improve your life of suffering for a teacher?"

"Uh?"

　　 Lu Chuan, who was still immersed in the worries of ‘Farewell’, suddenly stunned. He was still preparing to make some entanglements after brewing, but he didn’t expect that the master would make his move first.

　　 As for the small treasury, he is depressed when he talks about it.

　　 Jiang Ziya became an official, and once Shen Gongbao went to his house as a guest. Jiang Ziya talked about selling popsicles to make money, and praised him for his intelligence.

　　 The fact that he has a small vault was also known by Shen Gongbao.

　　 Later, Shen Gongbao racked his brains, changed the method to empty his small vault, and gave him a series of behaviors called: fighting with his apprentice, it is endless joy.

　　 "Oh, by the way, the master almost forgot if he didn't say the disciple!"

　　 Lu Chuan suddenly thought of something, and said, "Under the big tree in our yard, the disciple buried a small altar with the disciple’s money to honor Master."

　　 "Oh, isn't it? Not bad, not bad!"

　　Shen Gongbao's eyes lit up and he nodded, with a look of sensibility for you.

　　 Seeing that Lu Chuan coaxed Shen Gongbao to be happy, he smiled and said, "Master, can your **** tiger use me to travel?"

　　 He now understands why these immortals can fly by themselves, but they have to take a mount.

　　 Although the gods have escape techniques or the techniques of flying through the clouds and driving the fog, if these Tao techniques are to be used, they will still consume their own true power after all.

　　 But the mount does not have these problems, as long as you control the direction, then you can go where you want it to take you.

　　 In addition, the quality of this mount also seems to have something to do with the face of the owner. This is a hidden rule.

"go by oneself!"

　　Shen Gongbao said lightly, "Also, didn't you raise a bird?"

　　 "Master, what else did you say, if it wasn't for your bad idea..." Lu Chuan grumbled.

　　Shen Gongbao urged him to harvest heavy birds into mounts.

　　 He also happened to really want a horse to pull the wind, so he called the Chongming Bird from the outside to talk about it.

　　 Before he could finish speaking, he had just expressed his meaning and the bird was on fire on the spot!

　　 That guy turned his face and pecked at him with his mouth, grabbed him with his paws, spitting fire, making trouble, and chasing him for half an hour before giving up.

　　 This matter gave him a psychological shadow.

　　 "Ahem, that's because you don't have feelings, yes, you don't have feelings!"

　　Shen Gongbao almost laughed, and he took out a blue jade gourd from his sleeve and handed it to Lu Chuan.

　　 "What is this?" Lu Chuan shook, and the sound of liquid shaking came from inside.

　　 "Qiongye Yuye!"

　　 Shen Gongbao said: "Chongming birds don't need to eat or drink, just a little bit of jade pulp and jade liquid for a few days is enough. If you don't have bird food, how can it be your mount?"

　　 "Come on, I won't believe you about this anymore."

　　 Lu Chuan saw that Shen Gongbao was mentioned again, his face turned dark, he picked up the gourd and turned away.

　　 "This is bird food, don't steal it!"

　　Shen Gongbao shouted loudly from behind, attracting unsuspecting pedestrians on the street to look at Lu Chuan one after another, casting strange eyes.

　　 Stealing bird food?

　　 There is still this peculiar hobby now!

　　 Lu Chuan's face turned dark, his head lowered, and he walked faster and faster under his feet.

　　……

　　 "Let's go, let's go, I'm just clean alone after I'm gone, saving me someone practicing boxing every morning and disturbing me to sleep."

　　Shen Gongbao stared at the tall figure slowly disappearing into the crowd, and suddenly he was in a daze, and a thin figure emerged.

　　 He did not expect that when he first met a young man who did not have a good impression of him, he would be able to get along so well with him later.

　　 "Is fate such a wonderful thing?"

　　Shen Gongbao smiled and murmured, standing alone in front of the woodcarving shop for a long time, no one knew what he was thinking.

　　 After a long time, he turned around and returned to the shop.

　　 While passing by the big tree in the courtyard, Shen Gongbao suddenly stopped, glanced under the big tree, smiled and said: "The stinky boy wants to be a teacher again."

　　 I just said that, but his hand opened his eyes, and he couldn't help being stunned.

　　 I saw a small jar really buried under the big tree.

　　 "Isn't it black dog blood again?"

　　Shen Gongbao was about to dig it out, but suddenly his hand stiffened and he muttered suspiciously.

　　 black dog blood, **** tiger hair, Shige Ming Toba...

　　 Lu Chuan's collection addiction with such a heavy taste makes him, the master, sometimes feel very headache and sad.

　　 No one can understand how happy he was when he found the wooden box and wooden box he had hidden while searching for Lu Chuan's small vault.

　　 But after opening the box, what he saw was not white silver, but a box of yellow tiger feathers or colorful bird feathers flying out.

　　 A box!

　　 Then he flew all over the sky, and finally fell to the result that his head was covered with tiger feathers and birds.

　　 "I don't know when this kid had this collection addiction."

　　Shen Gongbao muttered to himself, but his strong curiosity still drove him to dig out the small jar.

　　 Then he held the jar straight with one hand, hiding as far as possible, and opened the other hand carefully.

　　Shen Gongbao glanced inside, and was suddenly startled.

　　 This time, there is no black dog's blood in it, and there is no tiger feather or bird feather to ward off evil spirits, only silver.

　　 The white silver that Lu Chuan has hidden that he has been looking for.

　　 An ingot of silver, almost full of a small altar, but it is not three hundred taels, but at least two hundred and sixty taels are still there~www.NovelMTL.com~ Shen Gongbao was silent for a moment.

　　 "It's so easy to get it, there is no challenge or meaning at all."

　　 Soon, he happily covered the jar again, put it in the tree pit and covered it with soil, and bury it seriously.

　　……

　　 After Lu Chuan came out of Chaoge, he found a place where there was no one, and he twisted his body into a ball of flames and rose into the sky.

　　 After taking the Chongming God Blood Pill, his Fire Dao spells are easy to use, and there is no need to recite the incantation and find the source of fire when using Huo Dun.

　　 This is a lot more convenient, and the chance of escape in the future is also much greater.

　　 Because in those real crises, you don't even have time to chant the spell.

　　 With his current cultivation base, he can control the escape light to walk up to seven or eight hundred miles a day, and then he has to stop and rest for the whole night to regain his true energy, and then do it again the next day.

　　Although he has the Qiongye Yuye given by the master, he dare not think about letting the Chongming Bird be a mount. In the future, I will find someone who is docile and has a better temper!

　　 According to the map, Lu Chuan drove the escape light for five days before reaching Yuquan Mountain.

After 　　 fell, Lu Chuan saw a mountain standing on the ground in front of him, and there were a lot of peaks, which was very beautiful.

　　 The verdant trees in the mountains are lush, full of aura, and light clouds are misty, and the scenery is very beautiful.

　　 "This is Yuquan Mountain?"

　　 Lu Chuan took a breath of the sober air in the mountain, and said with some surprise, the heavy bird above fluttered its wings and looked towards the mountain, also very happy.

　　 "It seems that you also like my uncle's Yuquan Mountain!"

　　 Lu Chuan smiled. After tidying up the blue robe on his body, he raised his hand to unlock the sword bag behind him, revealing the Zixiao sword.

After 　　, he followed a path to the mountains.