Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 187: Little monkey

The calf ignited with flames.

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

The gold ingot becomes hot.

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

A glimmer of light flashed on the gold ingot, quickly becoming cold.

After nine changes of heat and cold.

He clicked on it for the tenth time, and a layer of translucent gold as thin as cicada wings faded away from the surface of the gold ingot.

A faint golden light lit up.

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

Hidden pattern.

It is just a very ordinary medium yellow stone without any hidden patterns.

With hidden patterns, there is gold.

Lu Tongyun gathered his magic power, wrapped the gold ingot, and practiced "Three Yuan Jia".

As you breathe in and out, the hidden patterns light up and darken.

A golden energy that is invisible to the naked eye is introduced into the body and refined into the five internal organs.

After a long time.

The hidden patterns disappeared completely, leaving only a bright yellow stone in the cauldron.

He looked at the stone ingot with complicated eyes.

It looks like nothing has changed, it's the same as before.

Unfortunately, I dare not spend it.

Jieshui Lake in the north and Jinchi Lake in the south;

Leize in the west and Baiye Icefield in the east;

No matter where you go, any sect or monster's realm, gold, silver, and copper coins, all flow freely.

And I have never seen any fake ones on the market.

Small sects can’t do it.

Big sects can’t do it.

The eight hundred fairy boats in Jieshui Lake seem to be a long way off when added up.

Lu Tong had a guess in his mind.

Such a great ability should be related to immortals.

……

Early in the morning.

Lu Tong got up, washed himself, and then went downstairs to practice killing methods.

In a life-and-death fight, sometimes victory or defeat is only a matter of seconds.

The more familiar you are with the technique and the faster you strike, the more chance you have of winning.

In the hall.

A strong smell of blood.

He frowned and looked left and right, front and back.

At the door, a small black shadow moved.

"Crossing the clouds?"

The little black shadow is not big, but its arms are very long,

Lu Tong walked over.

I saw Chuanyun sitting on the ground, covered in blood, leaning against the door with eyes blank.

"I lost."

Lu Tong squatted down and said: "My life is still alive, I can win it back later."

He tore off Chuanyun's robe.

On the chest, a large piece of medicinal powder was soaked with blood and turned into a paste.

Wipe off blood and powder residue.

Two **** holes as big as soybeans were exposed, but fortunately the bleeding had stopped.

He checked other places.

The arms, ribs, and knees were broken in seven or eight places in total.

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

The injury was serious.

Lu Tong took out the medicine for the wound, filled it with a bucket of cold water, and worked for a while while burning incense, and finally finished treating the wound.

During the process, Chuanyun was like a dead pig on the chopping board, letting it be manipulated.

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

Chuanyun remained motionless, sitting naked on the ground.

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

Chuanyun raised his head.

Stand up, take out a robe, and put it on casually.

Go out of the yard.

Four beggars gathered at the door.

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

Exit three alleys.

There is a stall selling noodle soup on the roadside, with five tables arranged along the wall.

Chengdong is very quiet and doesn’t like noise.

The stall owner did not dare to shout loudly.

The two sat down.

"Boss, two big bowls of pork offal soup noodles, add more vermicelli, more blood clots, and more sesame oil."

"Okay."

Sit quietly for a moment.

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

Chuanyun's breath was weak, he nodded slightly and said: "Okay."

"This matter has something to do with the Immortal. Don't let her know about it yet, I will handle it then."

"OK."

"What do you want? Money, skills, pills, anything."

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

Soon, two bowls of noodle soup were served.

The powder is very white.

Six or seven pieces of dark red pig blood, but the powdered intestines cannot be found.

Lu Tong picked up the chopsticks, drank soup and noodles, and finished the meal in several big mouthfuls.

Chuanyun didn't move at all.

He took the bowl from Chuanyun and started rumbling again.

Since practicing "Three Yuan Armor", the inner armor has only been refined with less than one hundred taels of gold.

No improvement can be noticed in the five internal organs and six internal organs.

However, the appetite has increased, and no matter how much food I eat, I can’t hold it back.

A few breaths later.

He put down his chopsticks, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "Tell me, what's going on? Isn't Tian Qianmu very weak?"

"Not him."

Chuanyun turned around and looked at the beggar squatting in the distance, and whispered: "I have never seen a stranger before, he is very powerful."

"Hired by Tian Qianmu?"

"I don't know."

Chuanyun had several wooden boards tied to his body to fix his broken bones. He couldn't sit comfortably, so he stood up and leaned against the wall.

"How about I help you kill him?"

"No need."

Lu Tong has never agreed to take action despite Chuanyun's several requests.

Lu Tong took out a pot of spiritual liquid.

Rinse your mouth and swallow.

"I don't want the money or the pills, so I can't let your work go in vain. Let's talk, Sha Tian Qianmu is still the same face, you choose one."

"Friend Lu, what a loud tone!"

A strange voice suddenly came from behind.

Lu Tong looked back.

Next to the stall.

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

Behind him, stood a burly man.

"A thousand acres of land?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Friend Lu, you, an outsider, had better not get involved in the grudges between our father and son."

Lu Tong's heart skipped a beat and his eyes widened.

Chuanyun actually has a father?

Half-demon, most of them have no father or mother.

There are some who have mother but no father.

It is extremely rare to have a father but not a mother.

As for the son killing his father.

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

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

Chuanyun's face was gloomy and his teeth were clenched.

The wooden board wrapped around the body made a "squeaking" sound.

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 do you call fellow Taoist?"

"Can be equal."

Neng Ping, wearing short-swinging clothes, is rounded by muscles.

The two arms are like two copper pillars.

The eyes are bright, containing a pool of yellow light.

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

Neng Ping looked calm, nodded, and said: "I was entrusted by the Immortal Chief of Yiyi Sect to save his life."

"Okay, see you later."

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

……

Night.

Canxiang Tower.

Lu Tong sat on a chair and held a pipe.

"Why are you so interested today?"

Mrs. Ninth sat opposite ~IndoMTL.com~ with empty hands, exposing half of her bare feet.

He put his pipe to the tiger's paw, burned it with fire, and said, "I have to kill someone."

"Who?"

"Thousands of acres of land."

"Beggar leader? Behind him is a great Jindan monk from Yiyi Sect. Why kill him?"

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

The backer behind him has been figured out by Madam Ninth.

Lu Tong bit the cigarette holder and took a puff. Instantly, a sweet taste filled his mouth, nose and throat.

After the sweetness.

A light smoke penetrated into the head, like a palm caressing the soul, which was very refreshing.

He narrowed his eyes and said: "The person from the Chamber of Commerce has been found. He wants to kill Tian Qianmu."

While speaking, white smoke filled the air from his mouth.

"Can you change someone else?"

"Can't."

Mrs. Ninth took out a pack of tobacco leaves, threw it into Lu Tong's arms, and said, "You deal with the people you are looking for. I am only responsible for the Chamber of Commerce."

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

"One more thing. The profits of the chamber of commerce in the dark must be included in the mirror, and the two of us cannot afford it."

"How much should I give her?"

He stood up, spread his arms, stretched his muscles, and said: "You should think about it first, not too little. This time, we will eat the Yan family's share together."

Madam Ninth's eyes flickered, she stared at Lu Tong, and said, "Is it enough? It's not worth spending so much effort for something that is only 10% or 20%."

He smiled and said, "That's enough for you."

Madam Ninth retracted her eyes, her face darkened, and she said bitterly: "Old man, you are really willing to give up on those naughty hooves!"

The rest of the Yan family, 30%.

And Madam Ninth, 20%.

"Yan Ziqiu has been in a hurry these days. It should be time soon. Let's wait until he leaves before we take action."

Lu Tong threw the pipe and bag back to Madam Ninth and walked outside.