There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 431: The yellow robe is added to the body and the bowl is handed.

lnmao.org, the fastest update, here are the latest chapters of evil spirits!

In fact, looking at the wallet with only 13 yuan in his hand, Fang Zheng also felt a bit sour at this time.

This fortune is a bit tricky.

Burning three incense sticks in a row, this time it was indeed paid, but the money that could be given was only 13 yuan.

It’s not good to say something,

Not even the cost of making incense is enough.

It's not as valuable as the phone case given to him for the first time.

However, compared to the old **** stick, his fortune today is much better than that of the old way. He doesn't know that the old **** stick at this time is like a gambler losing a red eye, and he is a little unwilling to pick up the last hand of fortune incense. It's about to ignite.

Feel the gaze of Founder betting,

The old **** stick thought for a while, and with a bite of his teeth, he simply learned the right way this time and let the flow go.

It’s just that the old **** stick soon discovered that his obsession was too deep,

I can never calm down.

My eyes couldn't help but glance at the passersby. I could see that the passers-by were obviously in the sultry summer weather, but they felt a chill in their back, and they hurried away.

Next, the old **** stick simply turned his head away, and didn't bother to see or worry.

The constipation-like tangled expression of the old **** stick, Fang Zheng looked a little funny.

The incense burns very fast,

In a blink of an eye, there is only half of the burn left.

But the fortune of the old **** stick still did not appear, and the old **** stick suddenly became a little anxious. This time, will he not even have a nail clipper?

While he was coughing because of the smoke, he quickly fanned away the dense smoke with his hands, staring in a hurry.

Fortune incense, regardless of the mood of the old **** stick, is still burning on its own.

When it was about to burn out, at this moment, a stray dog ​​was holding a plastic bowl in his mouth and came out of the alley behind the old **** stick.

The plastic bowl is still covered with takeaway soup.

Maybe the stray dog ​​was originally intended to take it back to the den and enjoy it slowly.

At this time, the old **** stick, hearing movement behind him, turned his head to look, and stared straight up in anxious eyes, and the old **** stick, whose eyes were red from the smoke, was constantly weeping, like an evil spirit turning his head. The red and red eyes looked very vicious, and the stray dog ​​screamed in fright, and caught his tail and crawled back into the alley when it came back.

The only thing left is the old cudgel still squatting on the spot, and...a plastic bowl in front of the old cudgel.

Looking at the scene before him, Fang Zheng laughed out loud.

"The old **** stick, even the fortune incense is saying, you have the appearance of handing a bowl."

"It really deserves to be added to the yellow robe, handing the bowl, old **** stick, congratulations."

Fang Zheng said with a smile.

Don't forget to hit the old stick.

"Mother, old dog, come back to me, quickly explain what is going on with this bowl!" The old **** stick was furious, grabbed the plastic bowl on the ground, and was about to throw it back again.

However, the movement of the old **** stick to throw the bowl froze halfway.

When he threw this bowl away, wouldn't he sit down and pass the bowl more firmly? !

"Little brother, this fragrance is poisonous! Otherwise, why am I not a nail clipper! I am just a broken bowl!"

The old **** stick is making excuses for his failure in life.

"No, you still have a goddaughter." Fang Zheng said with a serious face.

The old **** stick flicked his robes with wide sleeves depressed: "Don't make trouble."

……

The old **** stick who has experienced the appearance of handing a bowl has no intention of staying in place anymore.

Fang and Fangzheng returned to the store.

After returning to the store, the old **** stick seems to have finally made some decision. The old **** stick has been unreliable. This is a rare first time to earnestly say: "Little brother, I learned from the pain this time, so I decided to continue. Improve this fortune!"

"I don't believe in the old ways. I can't get rich by picking up money and mobile phone cases in this life!!"

Fang Zheng can understand the mood of the old **** stick very much.

Three sticks of incense made him pick up 13 yuan, which hurts a bit.

I don’t know how far this fortune incense can be improved by relying on human skin scriptures to strengthen it?

Fang Zheng is naturally happy to see the old **** stick so ambitious. The better the fortune incense is improved, the more beneficial it will be.

Therefore, Fang was waiting to give the old **** stick an arduous task.

Tonight worked hard to help him rush to work overnight to produce a batch of fortune incense, he is useful.

This time the blessed land is opened, and Fang Zheng is preparing to bring his fortune into the blessed land.

However, after listening to Fang Zheng's request, the old **** stick looked embarrassed. It turns out that this handmade incense cannot be made right away.

From making to drying, it takes at least a few days. One night, the time is too tight to be too late.

Listening to this, Fang Zheng suddenly felt sore in his back alveolar.

Depressed.

I knew I just kept a little inventory, not all of them were used up.

Usually, the production of this fortune incense has always been played by the old **** stick. Founder has been focusing on cultivation and did not understand the specific production process of this fortune incense.

The old **** stick looked at Fang Zheng, with a strange expression on his face: "Little brother, do you want to use it in a hurry?"

"Why remake?"

"There is stock in the store."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng's eyes brightened.

Soon, Fang Zheng saw the real thing taken out of the counter by the old **** stick, not many, only six.

It turned out that the old **** stick was too heavy to take out together, so he divided the incense into two batches.

Looking at Fang Zheng holding the incense with joy on his face, the old **** stick continued to curiously ask Fang Zheng, what does he want these incense for so urgently?

Fangzheng didn't tell the truth, only that he was going to travel a distance tomorrow.

Finally, Fang Zheng took away only five of these six lucky fragrants, leaving a sample for the old **** stick to continue to improve.

……

In the following time, with a sense of urgency, Fang Zheng began to practice hard day and night.

The next day.

Finally, before the night, he had completely converted his innocence.

When the five zhenqi in the body were all converted and merged into the qi of the innate divine gang, Fang Zheng found that the innate divine qi was more condensed and pure than the previous zhenqi.

At least about 10% of purification.

The breath is stronger.

The power is also greater.

However, purification is not without cost. Because of compression and tempering, the total amount of zhenqi is reduced by about 30%.

It seems that the realm is lowered, but in fact the infuriating power is stronger, the light drops and the dark rises, and Fang Zheng feels that this is normal, and there is not much sense of loss.

And next, I'm preparing for the departure tonight.

Fangzheng began to come up with the "Three Lights Magical Art" cheats.

He strengthened the secrets of "Three Lights Magical Art".

The ordinary white runes on the human skin scriptures began to dim in large numbers, consuming 36 ordinary runes in total.

Become "Three Lights Magic Technique (2)".

It means that the second enhancement was carried out on the original basis.

Rather than upgrading to a higher level on the original basis.

Fangzheng was thinking about it. Maybe this "Three Lights Magical Art" is like the golden bell. After nine times, it will get a qualitative improvement and enter a higher level.