Chapter 63 Three Closed

Returning to the room, Wang Cang threw out the magic chess and began to watch today's harvest. At this time, he found that the spiritual stone on his body had almost been spent.

Covered by the magic chess, it is almost impossible for outsiders to spy on the situation in the room. Even if the Mahayana practitioners can't find the situation in the room, so Wang Cang took out a lot of things at ease.

A dozen jade charms, various alchemy materials, materials for refining arrays and flags, and a pack of tobacco.

Wang Cang himself left three jade charms, the remaining seven small armors, seven Qing'er, and a total of 17 jade slips. This is the treasure they use to save their lives. Almost all their spiritual stones have been used up, and their role cannot be ignored.

The two planted jade charms were naturally handed over to Xiaojia. He asked him to buy them. Naturally, he knew the best way to use them. At least Wang Cang didn't know how to use them, while other jade charms only needed to instill spiritual power and throw them out.

All the materials are directly handed over to Xiao Jia. Anyway, Wang Cang and Li Qing can't use them. How to deal with tobacco is a problem. None of them smokes, and they don't even have a pipe, so they have to temporarily put them in Wang Cang's ring.

Wang Cang still needs to study the black chain. Although he doesn't know what it is for, the chill that seems to freeze his soul is enough to show the extraordinaryness of this chain.

Xiaojia still has to do a lot of things, refine arrays, refine new elixirs, and transform San Shaoqin. Although the effect will not be great after the transformation, it can at least cover people's ears and eyes, and will not be as conspicuous as it is now.

A small ban was imposed, and Xiao Jia began to do his own thing. This ban was not to resist outsiders' exploration, but not to disturb Wang Cang and Li Qing.

Wang Cang played with the black chain in his hand and felt the chill from above. Wang Cang didn't know what he was thinking.

Although the chain is cold, if there is no way to stimulate it, it is just a chill, and the chill is frightening at most, but it will not cause substantial harm.

Li Qing looked at Wang Cang: "Brother Cang, what are you thinking?"

"Oh, it's nothing, Sister Qinger, you practice first. I'll go out and see if I can get a pipe. You practice first. Anyway, we will stay here for a long time."

After saying that, Wang Cang carefully went out. Although he did not bring magic chess, Wang Cang's ability to cover up his breath was not low. Under what he could hide, ordinary people could not find his unique breath as a demon practitioner.

Wang Cang slowly turned around and bought a pipe. Well, while looking for the figure of the Fengqingyun Tian Gang, there should be a lot of people in a gang. Even if the number of people is small, it will not be too difficult to find in this city. However, Wang Cang has not found a trace of the Fengqingyun Tian Gang for a long time. Isn't it in this city?

Playing with the new pipe in his hand, Wang Cang lit himself casually and walked forward slowly.

Spraying clouds and fog...

Wang Cang can clearly feel that the discomfort of his meridians is slowly decreasing. Although this tobacco cannot treat the injury, it can relieve the discomfort. It is also a good thing. It should be a paralyzed thing.

A handsome young man, holding a small bronze pipe, slowly walked on the street.

Wang Cang never cares about other people's vision. Naturally, the heart is not understandable by ordinary people.

Wang Cang is the first person to smoke on the street like this. Even if he is the one who gives him tobacco, he dares to smoke directly on the street like him. Anyway, he is a repairman. He has to pay attention to his identity. What a shameful it is in case he is mentioned in the future.

Wang Cang walked to the small hotel while smoking.

While walking, he said that he was a monk, but it was better to say that he was a magic stick, no, a magic stick!

Walking to the hotel, Wang Cang was not in a hurry to go upstairs. Instead, he found a seat and sat down, ordered two small dishes, a pot of spiritual wine, and slowly drank. Moreover, Wang Cang also paid attention to the conversation of the people around him.

In places like hotels, we generally talk about irrelevant topics, and real secrets will not come here.

However, Wang Cang didn't want to hear any secrets, but just hoped to get some useful information. For example, where is this Fengqingyun Tianbang?

Wang drank very slowly. He hadn't finished a small pot of wine for half an hour, but he never got any useful information. He drank the rest of the wine directly, ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables casually, and walked upstairs after paying the bill.

"Hey, have you heard that Feng Qingyun Tianbang, the guard of Fengqing City, their boss Feng Qingyun is about to break through to the combination period."

Wang Cang, who walked to the corner of the stairs, almost fell down when he heard the news.

In the combination period, I finally found your sister, but during the combination period, he is the boss of the guard of this city, so I can't kill him. Even if I want to kill him, I can't kill him.

Think about it, he was already a master hundreds of years ago. How could he not have any strength?

After solving a heart knot, Wang Cang had nothing to do. He returned upstairs and began to heal his wounds at ease. When Xiaojia finished everything, they left here. It was only a few months, and the storekeepers would not be too anxious. They also met the practitioners who lived for two years and did not go out.

With the magic machine chess, the spiritual stone supports the operation of the magic machine chess and the formation. Wang Cang doesn't have to worry at all. Just sit on the futon and practice.

Although Xiaojia is a little tired of doing his own things at ease, it is also a kind of practice. His strength growth rate is even faster than that of Wang Cang and Li Qing who meditated.

The three of them are doing their own things, and they have never come out in the room.

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On the third day they arrived at Fengqing City, Yang Yu and the three appeared in Yanjueling.

Looking at the scorching black on the ground, Lin Xiaoyun frowned: "This man's method is really cruel. It doesn't look like an ordinary fire. Is it a spiritual fire? If you use spiritual fire to destroy traces, it's really a little troublesome."

"Is there anything else that can make you feel difficult?"

After saying that, the three couldn't help laughing.

Lin Xiaoyun sat on the ground, pinching strange marks with his hands, and his arms waved in a strange way, like a priest in prayer.

Yang Yu and Xiao Ran waited quietly on the side.

Suddenly, Xiao Yun suddenly exuded an amazing momentum, and a strange breath suddenly extended from his body, slowly covering the surrounding scorched land, as if to look for something, as if to cover up something.

Yang Yu and Xiao Ran's faces also showed a solemn look, staring around!

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