I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

"Such pure Thunder Tribulation Wood!" Luo Han was a Venerable and knowledgeable. He recognized the origin of the wood at a glance and was shocked.

Luo Han's eyes were burning - if he used this piece of wood as compensation to buy Gongsun Xiaotao's life, it would not be impossible.

"This is a 6,600-year-old thunder wood, but it's not for you. It's a prize sponsored by the Jiuzhou History Museum for our village." Jiang Ke'er said.

Under the other person's distressed gaze, Jiang Ke'er casually took the wood and spun it around on her fingertips.

She took Luo Han to sit down in a small shed at the entrance of the village. The shed was newly built and looked very simple. It could only provide basic rain protection. If the wind was strong enough, the entire roof would be blown away.

There was a wooden board at the entrance of the shop with the name of the shop written on it - the best dumpling shop in the Novice Village.

This name was jointly recommended by the whole village because it is true, especially after Aunt Zhao got a brand new rolling pin, the taste of all the noodles she made was beyond the reach of the whole village.

"Aunt Zhao, give me a bowl of wontons!" The dumpling shop also sells wontons. Jiang Ke'er ordered it with ease and asked Luo Han, "What do you want?"

"I don't eat these dirty things." Luo Han said disdainfully, "It will only pollute your Taoism."

"Okay." Jiang Ke'er didn't force it. She just watched Aunt Zhao rolling the noodles quietly. While watching, she played with the small wooden stick in her hand.

Luo Han didn't understand why Jiang Ke'er was watching so intently, so he glanced over curiously.

——It’s very ordinary.

The woman rolling the dough was just an ordinary villager with no cultivation. Although her technique of rolling the dough was skillful and pleasing to the eye, there was nothing worthy of the monks' attention.

It seems just...wait!

Luo Han's eyes suddenly fixed.

Something is wrong! Something is wrong!

He began to observe the woman's movements carefully and attentively.

Although the woman's movements were different every time the rolling pin rolled, the thickness of the dough being compressed was exactly the same!

They were so identical that even his extremely fine eyesight couldn't tell the difference!

This... is simply impossible! Not to mention an ordinary person without any cultivation, even a venerable like him can't do this!

With the help of some magic weapons, Luo Han could do it more than ten times in a row with the same force. But this is only the same force. According to the composition of the dough, the thickness of the compressed dough is still different. It is impossible to make every dough rolled out completely the same like the woman in front of him!

Aunt Zhao, this ordinary village woman, suddenly became mysterious in Luo Han's eyes.

This is a mysterious and powerful person that he cannot see through.

Even using an ordinary rolling pin... huh? A rolling pin?

The rolling pin was covered with white flour, so Luo Han couldn't see its appearance clearly.

Only through the gaps in the white surface could Luo Han barely see that it was a rolling pin with a slightly brown color. If he really wanted to find a similar color... the piece of thunder wood in Jiang Keer's hand was quite similar in color.

"..."

Luo Han was struck by lightning.

But if you think about it carefully, this kind of thing is extremely unlikely. How could the thunder wood that can buy an entire city be used to make a rolling pin?

What's more, there is not a single rune engraved on the rolling pin.

"Lend it to me!"

Luo Han was shocked. He stood up suddenly and rushed to Aunt Zhao's table, grabbing the rolling pin.

But just as his palm was about to fall on the rolling pin, a terrifying rebound force emerged from the rolling pin that prevented him from closing his palm! His hand was immediately bounced away!

"Don't touch it with your dirty hands! How can people eat it if you touch it?" Aunt Zhao angrily picked up the rolling pin and hit the back of Luo Han's hand. After hitting him, she realized that she had still dirty the rolling pin.

So she had to run to the well angrily to wash her stick.

Luo Han swallowed his saliva, and now his whole body felt numb - he couldn't dodge. Even a venerable like him couldn't dodge that attack just now!

It has built-in protection, control, and air lock functions...

Super eighth-grade magical weapon!

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(After careful review, I am very dissatisfied with my recent chapters and status, so I decided to temporarily slow down the update speed and adjust my status.)

(However, there is still a guaranteed update every day, and I will try to update more depending on the status of the day.)

56. Rohan's Choice

Ahahaha, I must not have woken up yet.

A super eighth-grade rolling pin, made entirely of high-grade thunderbolt wood...

Even a fairy with a hole in his brain would never make such a thing!

I never thought that such a treasure was hidden in this seemingly dilapidated little village.

Moreover, anyone who can use this kind of treasure must be extremely powerful!

Luo Han's gaze towards Aunt Zhao had completely changed. In his eyes, Aunt Zhao had now turned into a super strong person who rarely showed off her abilities!

You can't judge a person by his appearance. I never thought there would be such a senior hiding in a poor little village and opening a dumpling shop.

Moreover, I just offended her unintentionally...Is she going to kill me in an instant?

Luo Han hurriedly bowed deeply to Aunt Zhao: "I'm sorry, senior! I didn't recognize you, and I'm sorry for offending you just now. I hope you can forgive me! I will prepare a generous gift to apologize in the future!"

Aunt Zhao was stunned: "What do you mean by senior and junior... You want to learn how to make dumplings?"

The completely incompatible train of thought made Luo Han's mind race.

Is this some kind of code? Could it be that the senior wants to take me in as his disciple?

Or is it a trap? I heard that some powerful people like to eat the human flesh of high-level monks, thinking it is very nutritious... Could it be that the senior wants to use himself to make dumplings?

Luo Han quickly fell into a state of panic and anxiety.

“The wontons are ready!”

Aunt Zhao enthusiastically brought the wontons to Jiang Keer herself, and Luo Han didn't dare to move the entire time.

It was Jiang Ke'er who pulled him back, and only then did he relax a little.

"When... do we leave?" Luo Han felt uneasy.

"Don't be anxious, wait until I finish this bowl of wontons." Jiang Ke'er lowered her head and blew slowly on the boiling hot wonton soup in the bowl.

Luo Han felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Every second he spent in front of Aunt Zhao was extremely painful. He felt like he could be slapped into a pulp at any moment.

Finally, when Jiang Keer finished her bowl of wontons and drank up all the soup, Luo Han felt as if he had been pardoned.

"Let's go and take a look at Uncle Wang's vegetable garden."

Jiang Keer stood up and continued walking towards the village with the distracted Luo Han.

Uncle Wang didn’t have any special skills, he only had a small vegetable garden and a small orchard, so he took advantage of the tourism boom and opened an orchard where people could pick their own fruits.

However, just like Aunt Zhao, business is very poor because the people coming and going from the Novice Village are all cultivators who are used to eating immortal meals and look down upon these mundane foods.

Ten pounds of cherries are not as valuable as a pebble picked up from the beach - the monks love to gamble on stones, always thinking that they can cut out a treasure from the next piece.

So Uncle Wang took on a part-time job of mining and selling stones.

He cleared a piece of land in his own vegetable garden and buried many large stones underneath, allowing the monks to experience the fun of treasure hunting.

If the monks were too lazy to dig, Uncle Wang would pick up the hoe himself and throw a piece out of the ground.

"What's so interesting about this charlatan's business?" Luo Han sneered. He could see through the tricks of this stone selling job at a glance.

There is no treasure that can be found in any stone. All of this is just a scam that takes advantage of people's gambling nature.

"Try it again."

Jiang Ke'er was not in a hurry either.

After Jiang Ke'er's reminder and the previous experience with Aunt Zhao, Luo Han was soon frightened and his face turned pale.

"Hoe... hoe..."

It seemed that the farmer was swinging the hoe with all his strength every time, without leaving any spare strength, but the hoe did not leave any traces of impact on the stone.

Every time the stones were dug out, they were intact, just like the auntie from the dumpling shop before, it was amazing!

How many masters are hidden in this small village? !

"Keep going," Jiang Ke'er patted Luo Han's shoulder heavily, "After we finish our tour, you can go home."

Venerable Luohan nodded tremblingly.

If it was just Aunt Zhao, he might have the intention to kill her and rob her, but as he continued walking, he had completely given up the idea.

Having evil thoughts is simply seeking death.

By the time Jiang Keer finally took him around the Novice Village, it was already getting dark.

During this period, the champion of the dragon boat race had already been decided. He was even forced to attend an award ceremony and watched Jiang Keer hand the small piece of wood to the champion - Miss Luya.

Luya's cheerful look reminded Luo Han of the wooden rolling pin that was brought to him by thunder.

Just this small piece is worth a fortune, which makes the monks in the world excited. If they knew that the rolling pin was actually a whole piece of thunder wood...

"They won't know," Jiang Ke'er said with a smile, "No one will pay attention to the rolling pin in a village woman's hand. Even if they noticed it, they wouldn't believe it. Even if they believed it, they would be beaten to death."

Luo Han was instantly horrified.

Now that I have discovered the secret of this secluded village, I am afraid I will be silenced.

Since the other party dared to show these to me, they must be absolutely sure that I cannot leak the information.

Silencing someone is the easiest way.

After Luo Han and Jiang Ke'er had visited the entire village door to door, Jiang Ke'er finally stopped and took him to the gate of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Standing under the four big characters of Qinglian Sword Sect, Jiang Keer asked, "Do you know the secret of this village now?"

"I know..." Luo Han said in a trembling voice.

"No, you don't know." Jiang Ke'er said, leading Luo Han into the yard.

He took out a crystal studded with buttons and pressed them twice quickly.

There was a flash of light in front of Luo Han, but he still captured the scene in front of him at that moment.

The dilapidated courtyard suddenly turned into a magnificent immortal mansion, and the sharp sword intent soaring into the sky even poked a hole in the sky!

Luo Han stroked the scar at the corner of his eye. It was a tiny wound caused by the sword energy just now. Because it was just a warning, it did not hurt any vital parts.

"Even if you add these, it's just the tip of the iceberg of the Novice Village," Jiang Ke'er said, looking at the stiff Luo Han, "Now, you know what you should do."

Luo Han knelt on the ground without hesitation.

Then he took out a small white porcelain bottle, tilted his head back and swallowed all the medicine in the bottle.

Then he stretched out his hand.

"This is the Soul-Splitting Poison. If the poisoned person does not receive the master's true energy within a month, the poison will cause him to die suddenly. Now you only need to give me a wisp of true energy, and from now on I will be your slave."

Jiang Ke'er knew about the Soul-Splitting Poison and knew that Luo Han did not have any ulterior motives and that he had taken real poison.

clever.

"No need," Jiang Ke'er threw another small porcelain bottle to Luo Han, "It will cure your soul-splitting poison. This is the antidote I developed myself."

The antidote to the soul-splitting poison? !

Luo Han held the bottle of antidote in horror, his brain instantly shut down.

Everyone knows that there is no antidote for the soul-splitting poison, so poisoned slaves will never be able to get rid of it for the rest of their lives, and may even be buried with their masters.

But the person in front of him was so powerful that he even had the antidote for the face-splitting soul poison!

What on earth am I facing? !

Jiang Ke'er smiled faintly: "Take the antidote quickly, open your heart later, let me cast a father talisman on you, and you will gain strength..."

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57. Return to the Temple

"The power of the ancient gods will make you more complete."