Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

"Isn't that my master?" Lin Zhaochi patted his chest and suggested to her: "Master, if Cangxuan Sect doesn't help, I will use the spirit stone to place a commission to find someone."

As long as you take out enough spiritual stones to complete tasks in the "Tao Alliance", many casual cultivators will take over, and even disciples of sects who go out to experience will participate.

In the "Dao League", you can not only find people, but also beat people and monsters. You can also ask people to refine suitable weapons, as long as you produce enough spiritual stones.

Can it still be like this? ?

Tingqiao had no idea that there would be such a convenient place as "Dao League" ten thousand years later.

...Well, even if she knew before this, she couldn't do anything. To find someone in such a large world of cultivation, it would probably cost a lot of spiritual stones.

But now, she has no spirit stone.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have used the ubiquitous bamboo to make flying swords.

There was also the space bracelet, which was originally a bargain she found at a stall. It took a lot of effort to make it into a small space for storage.

If she didn't want to find him as soon as possible, she would probably find a place to set up a stall to make a lot of money...well, she probably wouldn't think about making money first, because all her belongings belong to him.

Finding him is equivalent to finding those rare treasures of your own, and you won't be sure at all then.

But now...hey.

Tingqiao looked at the sky, feeling infinite melancholy for the spirit stone in her heart. She never thought that she would also be poor.

By the way, shouldn’t the real blessing from heaven be when you go out and directly encounter the spirit stone mine?

Seeing her depressed expression, Lin Zhaochi thought she was worried that he would consume too many spirit stones, so he said, "Master, don't worry, I picked up a vein of spirit stones last year and am quite wealthy."

Tingqiao: "...?"

Ha, are you really going out to pick up spiritual minerals?

Lin Zhaochi explained honestly: "I was still in the Qi refining stage at that time, and I tried flying with a sword on a whim... As you can imagine, I fell directly from the sky, and happened to hit the mineral vein at that time."

That's why he was so seriously injured and spent three months in bed.

Ah, this...she didn't know whether to say he was lucky or unlucky. Could it be that misfortune and good fortune depend on each other?

In short, in order to avoid irritating him and her, Tingqiao decided to drop the topic.

"There shouldn't be any need for your spirit stones. I actually have a hunch that there will be great gains from this trip."

The monk's premonition is not like that of ordinary people.

"Then I wish Master that he will get what he wants."

He turned around and said: "My uncle is currently practicing in Cangxuan Sect. I can ask him for help when the time comes..."

He was forced to come to Cangxuan Sect by his parents because he had an uncle here who could take care of him.

Of course, the premise is that he can enter the eyes of Cangxuan Sect and enter the mountain gate.

With an additional apprentice, the road ahead was not so boring. When he landed to rest, Tingqiao also gave him some pointers on swordsmanship, and every sentence was spot on.

This also made Lin Zhaochi more certain of his inner thoughts: Master is indeed a hidden senior! Even a few random instructions are so subtle! The master is probably an expert with swords!

Tingqiao glanced at his admiring eyes and knew what this silly boy was thinking.

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Three days later, Tingqiao and Lin Zhaochi arrived at the gate of Cangxuan Sect Mountain. There were many people nearby, and they seemed to be preparing to enter the gate.

The first thing that caught his eye was the stele standing in front of the mountain gate. On it were engraved the three characters "Cangxuan Sect". It was majestic and powerful, and the fierceness of the original carving could be vaguely seen.

Tingqiao's eyes lingered on the stele for a while, and he thought that the person who carved the inscription was really powerful... and quite generous. He actually left a set of sword skills on it.

However, this sword technique must only be seen by those who are destined... But she could see some shadows with her eyesight, or maybe it was because the sword technique had a familiar flavor.

Lin Zhaochi on the side saw her looking at the stele carefully, and couldn't help but look up and down at the three words again.

He had heard before that Xue Hongdao, the founder of the Cangxuan Sect, once left a set of sword skills on this stele, saying, "Those who are destined to meet will be able to see each other." When the reputation of the Cangxuan Sect spread far and wide, countless monks came, but Only a handful of people saw it.

Lin Zhaochi sighed, he didn't see anything now.

When Tingqiao withdrew his gaze, he asked, "Master, did you see that exquisite swordsmanship?"

Tingqiao nodded, thought about it, and decided to let him take a look, "Close your eyes."

Who can say that this is not a destined person? She already has a solution.

Lin Zhaochi closed his eyes decisively.

"Now recall the words on the stele in your mind, one stroke at a time."

As Tingqiao spoke, she raised her hand and sketched the illusion skills in front of his eyes, small moves that could also be used during the Qi refining period, so that he could indirectly see the swordsmanship she saw.

Lin Zhaochi picked up his energy and began to outline the strokes in his mind. When the last stroke fell, he suddenly saw a black sword turning and slashing towards him, and a stormy sea followed...

"Okay, calm down," Tingqiao lowered his hand, asked him to open his eyes, and told him, "This set of swordsmanship is pretty good, don't forget it, and don't deliberately think of it."

Lin Zhaochi nodded, "I remember it."

Tingqiao: "Let's go up the mountain first."

Cangxuan Sect has a barrier around it, so anyone with malicious intentions cannot approach it. However, generally no one would dare to commit a crime. Cangxuan Sect was not afraid of causing trouble.

A formation prohibiting flying was set up at the entrance of the mountain, so one could only walk up the mountain step by step. The moment they stepped onto the stone steps, everyone's figures disappeared into the white mist.

Tingqiao quickly looked around. Her vision was not blocked by the white mist. She only saw other people standing still or walking up with confused eyes. She immediately realized that this was Cangxuan Sect's "screening".

After all, if you can't even hold on to your Taoist heart, it's better to give up early.

This can be regarded as an opportunity presented by Cangxuan Sect... After this, those who can walk up the mountain, even if they cannot worship Cangxuan Sect, can still strengthen their Taoist heart, which will be beneficial to their future cultivation.

She looked further away and began to look at the scenery behind the mountain gate - Cangxuan Sect was indeed a large sect, and even the entrance was planted with spiritual grass and flowers.

There is also the rich spiritual energy that can be felt as soon as you step on the steps. I am afraid that the entire Cangxuan Sect has set up Qi-entraining and spiritual gathering arrays. It is really a good place for cultivation.

Tingqiao's eyes flashed. She was extremely familiar with this Qi-entraining spirit-gathering formation. This was a formation she had improved ten thousand years ago, and it was not an ordinary spirit-gathering formation.

First of all, there is a difference in the core of the formation. She was still very rich at the beginning, and she used ninety-nine high-grade spiritual stones to build the core of the formation. The subsequent formations consumed more spiritual stones... but the formation core It is easier to use than the ordinary spirit gathering array.

She remembered that she only taught Suliu casually at that time.

"Could it be him?"

Listen to the bridge and look at the end of the stone steps, then quickly go up the mountain.