Chapter 21 Dispute
"idiot!"

Seeing Jiang Wenshu about to fly down, the woman next to him frowned and said in a cold voice.

"A guy whose origin is unknown wants you to waste your cultivation to pick this Dustless Grass. Have you cultivated for so many years and achieved nothing?"

The woman, dressed in white, flashed up to Jiang Wenshu and stopped him, then looked at him with a cold face.

If she hadn't seen that the other person was also a demon like her and was about to pass the tribulation, she would have been too lazy to pay attention to him.

If you waste your cultivation at this critical juncture, you will be waiting for death when the heavenly calamity comes!
Jiang Wenshu was stopped by the other party and was immediately annoyed. How could she not know whether the other party was an immortal?
It has only been a short time since she stayed with the other person, but the aura of the heavenly tribulation has become much weaker. If she stays with him for more than ten years, the power of the heavenly tribulation will probably become even weaker!
In her opinion, the other party's attempt to stop her was already hindering her cultivation!
"Step aside!"

Jiang Wenshu did not argue. He shouted coldly and continued to rush towards the edge of the cliff.

The woman was immediately infuriated when she saw Jiang Wenshu was so stubborn. Seeing that he was so ungrateful, she stopped trying to stop him.

When the other party's heavenly calamity falls and he is reduced to ashes, he will regret it!

With this thought in mind, she stood on the cliff and watched the other party fly into the mountain stream. Then she stood in the air and stretched out her slender hands to grab the dust-free grass on the cliff.

Dust-free herbs do not get any dust on them. Even if you grab them with your hands, they will slide away like a loach.

However, where this kind of grass grows, the soil becomes extremely hard, and it cannot be picked without consuming magical power.

Jiang Wenshu's hands flashed with intelligence. She suddenly grabbed the Dustless Grass and pulled it out from the cliff bit by bit. After spending a lot of effort to pull out this Dustless Grass, she started to pull out the second Dustless Grass.

The woman on the cliff looked coldly at Jiang Wenshu below, with a gleam in her eyes. She wanted to yell at him, but seeing the other party's current appearance, she thought he would not listen.

After spending most of the day, Jiang Wenshu's hands were covered with several bloodstains. After the Dustless Grass was stained with some blood, a few drops of blood quietly slid down.

At this moment, Jiang Wenshu had already picked the Dustless Grass, and the Dustless Grass in her hands was enough for her use.

Seeing the clusters of dust-free grass in her hands, a look of joy appeared on her face.

After flying back to the cliff, he was ready to leave, but when he looked at the woman in white who was still standing beside him, a hint of hesitation flashed across his pretty face.

Finally, she couldn't help but say, "If you know you can't make it through the tribulation, why not go to Qingfeng Courtyard in Dongyang County to find the immortal? Maybe he can save your life."

The other party had obstructed him a lot before, but Jiang Wenshu also knew that the other party did it for his own good.

So, at this moment, she also gave the other party a message, perhaps this message could save her life in the future.

The woman in white sneered when she heard this, Immortal?

She had spent much more time practicing than the other person, and had traveled to many places. She had seen some of the inquirers, but how could she talk about immortals?

It was this little devil who was ignorant of the ways of the world and was deceived.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, Jiang Wenshu didn't say anything more. He turned around and turned into a wisp of green smoke and flew away.

"Lady in white."

Jiang Wenshu had just left when a huge animal covered with scales on the cliff came over.

The woman didn't look back, knowing it was a pangolin.

"What's the matter."

The pangolin crawled up to him slowly and looked at Jiang Wenshu, who had just left, with some suspicion.

"My Lady, are there really immortals in this world?"

"Do you believe it?"

The woman in white did not answer, but asked a question instead. Pangolin thought for a long time after hearing this, then shook his head, "I don't know."

"Maybe," the woman thought for a moment and sighed after seeing the pangolin's answer, "but even if there is, it's not something that little demons like us can see."

After saying this, she turned around and walked to the side, ready to continue practicing.

I practice hard today, hoping to survive when the heavenly calamity strikes.

In Qingfeng Courtyard, it was already sunset in the afternoon when Jiang Wenshu came back with a bunch of Dust-Free Grass.

After carefully returning to the yard, she quickly tidied herself up and prepared to crush the dust-free grass. Then she could take out the silk and soak it to make clothes.

I think the immortal will definitely like the clothes she sews.

At this moment, Song Yunyuan also left the county government office.

The main reason he went to the yamen this time was that he had bought some silver on Earth and was now giving it to the other party.

If you don't have silver, you won't have money to buy wood later, and you will also have to pay the hired carpenter.

As Song Yunyuan walked towards the yard, he was thinking about his next plan in his mind.

But on the way back, I smelled a very strong fragrance. Following the fragrance, I saw several layers of steamers on the street not far away.

There are steamers like this lined up everywhere. Judging from the aroma, they should be filled with steamed buns.

"Chang Immortal!"

Seeing that it was Song Yunyuan, the cook next to him immediately became nervous and bowed and called out.

Song Yunyuan nodded slightly and was about to say something when the cook quickly opened the steamer to reveal the white steamed buns inside.

"Master, I just steamed them. Would you like some?"

When he said this, his face was full of anticipation.

"You are stupid, immortals would never eat these things, they are used for offering incense!"

After hearing this, a companion next to him immediately slapped the other person on the forehead and said, "If you don't know what to say, don't say it!"

Song Yunyuan found this scene a little funny. After thinking for a while, he said, "Take a few. There's a maid in the yard. She wants to eat."

At this moment, he suddenly thought that during the days when he was away, this girl might have gone out every day to get relief food, and he didn't know if she felt uncomfortable.

By the way, I said I wanted the other party to change his clothes, but I didn’t give him any money.

"Okay, okay, I'll get it for you right away!"

The cook's face immediately lit up when he heard that. He quickly wrapped a few big steamed buns in oil paper and handed them to Song Yunyuan with both hands.

Song Yunyuan took it, nodded, turned and left.

The cook's face was filled with joy when he saw this scene. Although it was not the immortal who ate his steamed bun, at least the immortal took it, so he naturally felt very happy.

When Song Yunyuan returned to the yard with the steamed buns, he happened to see Jiang Wenshu who was crushing something.

Song Yunyuan didn't think much about it and handed the steamed bun he brought back to the other party.

(End of this chapter)

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