The Little Purification Pill, the Six Desire Pill, is not a good thing, but the person from Liyang Mountain is hard to make a conclusion. It is like a knife made by a blacksmith. Only those who really use a knife to harm others are guilty and should not be counted on the blacksmith.

The little purity pill fell on the hands of the Golden Immortal, and used it to dissolve the original Taoist intention of the Ghost Grandma and reconstituted a piece of Jin Earth Immortal. How could he harm others?

"Who is the owner of Duobao Pavilion?"

"It is also a few companies jointly organized by them. There are more owners than Qizhen Pavilion. I can't calculate that there are still people behind it!"

After breathing a long sigh, Shang Saner asked the fan: "How much is the remaining Shenyi Pill?"

"You and I, the Wasteland Immortal, will eat it as fried beans, and I will not be able to reach the level. What did you ask?"

Shang Saner hummed: "Can I give it a favor?"

He held the fan and said, "Finish! Three hundred and two, I will sell one for you!"

The big thug tried hard on his hand: "What is one worth? To be honest, how much is left?"

He held the fan and bared his teeth and sucked his breath: "Hiss! It's three parts poisonous, and the true pill is the same. One pill at a time. Don't ask for more. Eating more is harmful and useless! Ouch! Fuck the dog and let go!"

Shang Saner didn't care, and even more vigorously, cursed: "It's not my son, eating mine and sleeping in my house, it's not useless to buy a pill, so much nonsense?"

But soon, with a "bang", the fan disappeared, and only a large grinding-like gourd was left on the spot.

Shang Saner held the big gourd and shook it hard: "One person at a time. If you live in my house for so long, should you calculate once a day?"

There was no sound in the gourd, and he said again: "The little bastard really doesn't sell it. I'm sure I'll soak the gourd in the edible pit!"

Still, there was no sound, Shang Saner changed her words and coaxed: "Abide by the rules and lose some merits when you are so good. If the master comes, will he scold you?"

Finally, he spoke out in the gourd: "I'm fucking dog, three hundred and two one, I won't pay any credit!"

Shang Ba smiled and said, "How many left?"

"Seven!"

In the past few days, the city's grocery shops, wineries, tea shops, and rouge shops have made great profits, but the merits are either handed over to me first or still in the store, and they don't have them at hand, so they have to rely on Ah Chou to support the gambling.

The principles learned by Jiashan City and things that Ye can determine merit, don’t make the person with good intentions. Shang Saner turned around with a look of shame: “Brother!”

Ah Chou said in time: "Borrow two thousand for brother!"

After the fan appeared, he put away the gourd, bought the seven divine spirit pills, and asked Ah Chou again: "Do you want one?"

A Chou shook his head: "It's useless to me!"

Shang Saner then asked about the fan again. The wonderful uses of other elixirs are mostly healing or other uses, and they have nothing to do with practice. They are small in quantity and expensive in price. If you don’t have to buy merit, you won’t have to buy it for the time being.

The more divine elixirs, the better. After asking, Shang Saner motivated him again: "You have not learned the ability to refine alchemy for more than two hundred years?"

"I learned it!" Zhifan blinked: "But it's hard to make a ten-day furnace, and it's not wasteful of materials!"

"Oh, if you don't have the ability, you can practice more. Forget it if you cheat and harm others. You shouldn't be so fun as Divine Idea Pill?"

He held the fan and rolled his eyes: "Don't have that skill, and do you pay for it?"

The income from selling pills is now considered his own, so why bother buying materials to slap them? It’s not good to keep them for gambling?

I don’t know when the people from Liyang Mountain will come to take them away. They are not their own sons. Shang Saner is unwilling to be a sect and pay for their capital. She just wants to buy more elixirs in the future and is kind and tempted: “If your own abilities are refined, or if the immortals in the world will be told that the people from Jiguanshan are better at practicing alchemy than his master!”

"Hanghuo, do you think I'm stupid?"

"Stay up, I will look for something fun with you again!"

"What's the matter? Tell me, I'm going to be a burden to you?"

I coaxed all the way back to the backyard.

But I didn't hear anything that really moved. When I took the fan and followed Ah Chou to Xingyuyuan, I didn't let go.

Shang Saner couldn't care, so she went back to the Shishuang Courtyard to take a rest.

He had a happy night, and he had to take some sleep during the day. Mingyue, Mei'er and others did not have the blessing of doing things. The guests left one after another, but they were also taking some sleep. They had to prepare some more seats to wait until they could leave after eating.

Aunt Shang sent an order early in the morning to ask Tian Yu to lead the soldiers of the yamen and call people from Baishan Sect to release two white pigs at the west gate.

He was put down and put on his clothes. Cao Xuan had no shame to leave the green willows. He asked the teachers and commanders and left at that time.
Chapter completed!