Comprehension Recovery Evolution

Chapter 89

Ji Mengyao took over the light bulb that uses cultivation to generate electricity, and was at a loss as to input cultivation. She watched the light bulb turn extremely bright and then extremely dim, and blinked: "It's a very low-level magic weapon, it's meaningless, isn't it?"

Zhang Yang opened his mouth, intending to blame her for not being a genius, but he couldn't blame her, so he just said, "I'm going to visit this fellow Taoist, Mengyao, will you come with me?"

"Let's go together?" Ji Mengyao asked uncertainly, and straightened Zhang Yang's face: "Look at you, you don't even care about your appearance."

Zhang Yang: I was stunned.

Feeling moved, Zhang Yang took a rose from the gold coin shop and handed it over: "I saw a beautiful one on the side of the road just now, I will give it to you!"

"What kind of flower is this? A rose?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before."

"It's such a beautiful flower, maybe it can grow alive if you graft it."

"Do you know how to grow flowers?"

"what?"

"Very good, to cultivate sentiment."

The two went to Zhang Yang's destination side by side.

It didn't take long for Zhang Yang and Ji Mengyao to find the cultivator from Tianji Peak.

He was wearing a patched monk's robe, which made him easily identifiable.

When the two found him, this white-haired, unshaven, unkempt, and very poor monk was holding an iron box with a cylindrical strange thing with a pacifier-like cover attached to it. He took a sip, Spit out a large cloud of smoke, smack your lips: "No, the concentration is still a bit high, adjust it again."

The patched monk took out a bottle of dark green oil and mixed it with another bottle of pink oil, took a small wooden stick like a toothpick and stirred it, took off the cylinder that resembled a pacifier, and twisted it. After a few strokes, the thing was disassembled into five parts, exposing the thumb-sized container inside, pouring that kind of grease into it, and then splicing it together again. A strand of cultivation in my hand entered the iron box, and I inhaled at the same time.

"Huh!" The monk was surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairy!

"It's almost done this time." The cultivator nodded in satisfaction, stood up, continued to input his cultivation, and then spewed out another mouthful of thick smoke.

Zhang Yang pondered for a while, isn't this something like a hookah?

"Wizard!" Seeing a cloud of mist gradually go away, Zhang Yang hurriedly shouted: "Wizard, please stay!"

But obviously this title is not recognized by others, and the lingering clouds and mist are still going further.

Zhang Yang thought about it, and had no choice but to change his words: "Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

The lingering clouds and mist paused for a moment, and walked even faster.

Zhang Yang had no choice but to yell angrily: "The one in front with the patches, stop! It's the one who exchanged the light bulb for the elixir just now!"

Hearing this, the cultivator ran wildly, and shouted: "Why should I return the elixir that I exchanged with my heart and blood for you! I won't return the elixir that I got if you killed me!"

Brother Patch disappeared in an instant!

Zhang Yang: Stop!
Immediately Zhang Yang shouted: "Stop! Two bottles, your things are worth two bottles!"

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In the clouds and mist, Brother Patch ran back in an instant, with a surprised expression on his face: "Really? My things, do you approve of my things?"

He threw away the iron box, grabbed Zhang Yang's shoulder and shook it, crying and laughing: "Great, great!"

Zhang Yang took out the light bulb silently, and said, "Do you still dabble in this kind of thing?"

"No contribution value! A lot of ideas can't be realized!" Brother Patch took Zhang Yang as a confidant for a moment, and he almost confided in excitement: "For example, my latest achievement."

He picked up the iron box, opened the panel, and revealed the two cylinders inside: "I found out that the cultivation level can be directly converted into lightning after transformation, so I hollowed it out with lightning wood, and supplemented it with the help from the peak master. The remnants of the useless lightning-type spirit stones were obtained, and I made a very gentle lightning that was stored and transformed. I call it Lei Neng. Unfortunately, I am too poor and have no contribution value, so I can only make two. The function can only be made like this 'Cloud Converter', I later found it useless, so I changed it and used it to inhale it."

He took out the dark green grease and pink grease from before: "This is the ointment that has been prepared and prepared. I don't have any contribution to buy medicinal materials, so I have to squeeze out the juice of some spiritual herbs I collected and squeeze them to make this ointment." A kind of medicated oil, mixed with resin, mixed into such an oil, and used as a elixir through this 'cloud converter'."

"Here, little brother, if you can see it, these two bottles of medicated oil, and these two lightning energy pillars, all of which can be counted as a contribution value? Please!" Nervously asked Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang looked at his whole body, and carefully glanced at Ji Mengyao.

Ji Mengyao nodded and said nothing.

Zhang Yang slapped the task token on his hand: "If you don't dislike it, if there is mine, Zhang Yang, there will be yours!"

"Ten! 15!!!" Brother Patch was stunned, his eyes slowly turned white, and with a thud, Le passed out.

Borrowing Yichen's house nearby, Zhang Yang looked at Brother Patch lying on the bed, explaining to Ji Mengyao.

"I won't listen!" Ji Mengyao was angry.

Zhang Yang anxiously scratched his head and tried his best to explain: "His ability has infinite possibilities! Aren't I cherishing talents!"

"I don't care!" Ji Mengyao gave Zhang Yang a blank look.

Zhang Yang was so anxious that he just opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He took a last breath: "If he can be subdued, he will be the master!"

"That's none of my business!" Ji Mengyao didn't even look at him.

Zhang Yang recalled it, looked at the task card, suddenly said: "Meng Yao..."

Zhang Yang spoke with goosebumps all over his body.

The main reason is that Zhang Yang's expression of this patch monk is too important.

In the end, Zhang Yang was decisive: "No one in this world is important except you!"

"Value—!" With a loud roar, Brother Patch woke up, crying and laughing and shouting: "Don't say 15! As long as you agree with me, 1 contribution value, Yi Jiuneng will follow to the death!"

Brother Patch sat up and looked at the environment, feeling at a loss.

Zhang Yang patted his thigh and said with a smile, "Okay! Change this suit, and you will belong to me in Siwangfeng from now on!"

Zhang Yang took out a set of brand-new monk uniforms from the gold coin store, and left the house chatting and laughing with Ji Mengyao.

As soon as he left Yichen's house, a beautiful female cultivator came straight towards him. Zhang Yang glanced at her and said to Ji Mengyao with a smile: "Your friend?"

"Not your friend?" Ji Mengyao locked her eyes on this beautiful nun until she stood in front of Zhang Yang.

The female cultivator looked at Zhang Yang: "Are you finally willing to come back?"

Zhang Yang: I was stunned.

He looked at the sullen look in Ji Mengyao's eyes, and hurriedly said, "Wait, wait a minute! Listen to my explanation!"

"Explanation is just a cover-up!" Ji Mengyao slapped Zhang Yang on the face: "You bastard!"

After speaking, her angry figure disappeared in a flash.

Zhang Yang looked blank, turned his head slowly, and looked at Qingli, who seemed to find it very interesting, with a playful face: "Big sister, who are you? Why are you cheating on me? Do I have any grudge against you?"

"Yo!" Nv Qingli had a funny face on her face, "Not only have I become a Taoist partner in this life, but this mouth has finally opened up and can speak?"

Zhang Yang blinked, lowered his head in thought, and suddenly raised his head: "Girl, you have mistaken me! I'm not that Guang'an!"

(End of this chapter)