"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Li Shiming was walking slowly onto the official boat when he heard a voice behind him.

If it wasn't for the government-run pier, surrounded by officers and soldiers, when he heard this suddenly, he almost took out a 'white phosphorus bomb' from the computer room and shot it behind him.

Hearing this familiar sentence in the world of immortal cultivation made him feel extremely bad.

He turned his head and looked at the speaker.

The speaker was a round-faced man in his thirties who was wearing a green robe.

Li Shiming's eyes swept across the round-faced man's waist, and he immediately understood why the other party called him a daoist friend. A storage bag could be seen on his waist.

This round-faced man turned out to be an immortal cultivator, and the immortal cultivator he imagined would not ride an ordinary boat.

Not only do immortal cultivators say that they can fly in the sky, but they should also be able to walk like flying, and they won't look down on slow official ships.

"I don't know what's going on?" He didn't call the other party a daoist friend. Siqin, Mo Yan, and the four guards were not far away. The name of the daoist friend was really strange.

"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Fan Yiyang. I have the predestined fate to take this boat together, so I came here to say hello!" The round-faced man replied with a strange look in his eyes.

Fan Yiyang was of course strange, obviously Li Shiming was wearing a low-grade defensive robe and a low-grade long sword magic weapon on his waist. There was a faint bulge at the back of the waist, which should be a storage bag.

Doesn't this dress clearly tell others that you are a monk?

Besides, Li Shiming still has undisguised spiritual power fluctuations.

Fan Yiyang was very puzzled as to why he was afraid that people would know his cultivator's identity.

"Li Shiming has met Brother Fan. Since we have a predestined relationship, why don't we have a cup of tea together!" Li Shiming saw that the other party's attitude was very good, and he had to be on the same boat, so he told his name.

This is the first time he has dealt with immortal cultivators after he has successfully cultivated qi, and he is very willing to communicate with Fan Yiyang.

"Haha, harassing!" Fan Yiyang answered with a smile as he had this in mind.

The two walked on the official ship and came to the third floor of the official ship. Half of the third floor was Li Shiming's residence for more than ten days after that, and the other half was Fan Yiyang's residence.

It can be seen from this that Fan Yiyang's identity is extremely difficult.

The two sat down. Li Shiming didn't let Siqin and Mo Yan come to serve him. He took out the tea leaves from the storage bag and poured the rainwater from the "Spring Breeze into Rain" that he had previously kept into the kettle.

Fan Yiyang did not speak, watching his movements, but the expression on his face showed that he was very happy.

Li Shiming put a cup of tea in front of Fan Yiyang and made a gesture of please.

"This tea is considered the ultimate in the world!" Fan Yiyang took a sip and said with enjoyment.

In these secular days, Fan Yiyang has long eaten up the spiritual food in the storage bag, and now he has been using Bigu Pill to maintain it.

Bigu Pill can only fill one's stomach, and in addition, Bigu Pill is still a little expensive for monks in the early stage of qi refining.

This tea is nothing in the world of immortals, not even the edge of spiritual tea, but in the world, being able to taste tea with spiritual energy, and the water in which this tea is brewed also has spiritual energy, it is really rare.

"Fellow Daoist Li, forgive me Meng Lang, I smelled the smell of Lingmi from my fellow Taoist. I wonder if you can sell me some of your Lingmi?" Fan Yiyang didn't shy away from anything, and directly stated his thoughts.

Li Shiming was slightly startled when he heard what he said. He sniffed his body, but he didn't smell any special smell.

"I have practiced scent-related spells, and I am very sensitive to smells. Please rest assured, fellow Daoist, I will buy it at the market price, and I won't let fellow Daoists suffer!" Fan Yiyang explained with a smile when he looked at him.

"I do have Lingmi. I don't know how many friends you want?" Li Shiming entered the computer room consciously and prepared the 'white phosphorus bomb'.

None of the immortal cultivators he met before were easy to talk to, and almost never put mortals in their eyes. Even among immortal cultivators, meeting was killing.

This made him have a strong sense of vigilance towards the world of immortal cultivation.

"Do you have a hundred pounds in your hands?" Fan Yiyang's eyes lit up and he asked quickly.

The reason why he took the initiative to greet Li Shiming was because he knew that Li Shiming smelled of Lingmi.

He has no idea of ​​robbery, which has something to do with his strength.

From the fluctuations of spiritual power revealed by Li Shiming, he can judge that Li Shiming's strength is the second level of Qi refining.

And he himself has the strength of the second level of qi refining. In addition, Li Shiming has defensive magic tools and attack magic tools on his body, and Li Shiming's age shows that Li Shiming has a background.

"Yes, but I also have a request. Fellow Daoist, tell me about the world of cultivating immortals!" Li Shiming agreed after a little thought, and made additional requests.

"Haha, the trip just happened to be boring, so I should go!" Fan Yiyang said with a smile when he heard this was the condition.

Li Shiming mobilized his spiritual power on the storage bag, UU reading www. The storage bag uukanshu.com only contains spiritual rice and a small amount of spiritual water and tea leaves.

Now he no longer eats worldly things, he drinks only spiritual water, and he eats spiritual rice.

Although I lost my appetite, everything was worth it compared to my body being polluted.

A rice bag appeared on the table. Fortunately, it was on the third floor, and there was no third person present. Otherwise, the sudden appearance of the rice bag would have shocked ordinary people.

Fan Yiyang didn't even need to check it. From the aura emanating from the rice bag, you could tell that the quality of the rice was good.

"Fellow Daoist Li, I'm welcome. I've been out for a while, and I've already run out of food!" Fan Yiyang said with a smile and put away the rice bag.

With a wave of his hand, a hundred luminous stones appeared on the table, and then he took out a book and placed it on the table.

"I didn't expect the quality of Daoist friend's spiritual rice to be so good. I took advantage of one spiritual stone and a pound, and this book of "Breath Conditioning" will be given to Daoist friend!" He said with a smile.

He gave the breath-holding technique, of course he didn't choose it at random.

Li Shiming's spiritual power fluctuates unobstructed and unobstructed, so it can be seen that he has never learned the breath-holding technique.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the breath-holding technique is not an important technique, and most sect cultivators will learn it.

Fan Yiyang's book "The Art of Restraining Breath" didn't come from the sect, but he got it unexpectedly and used it to sell his favor.

"Fellow Daoist!" Li Shiming suppressed his fast heartbeat and praised with a smile.

He recognized the hundred luminous stones, which were the same kind of stones that consumed the spiritual energy on the Spirit Gathering Plate.

It turns out that this is the spirit stone. It seems that the Xiuxian world uses spirit stones as currency.

The breath-holding technique was an unexpected gain. No wonder he saw that Fan Yiyang did not have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power. It turned out that he had practiced such a spell.