The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the heroine fell into a trap and buried her in the

After making sure my wife is okay.

The big man put it on the ground.

Then he solemnly bent down at 90 degrees and saluted the four of them.

"I, Zheng Hengtian, would like to thank you all for your great kindness. If you need help from now on, please follow your instructions."

Qiu Linghao and Ye Zhenzhen's faces turned green when they saw this scene.

Lu Lingyou didn't expect him to give such a big gift.

All cultivators are arrogant, and this kind of etiquette is already considered a great gift.

She thought for a while and reminded again.

"If your wife has been unable to recover her spiritual energy on her own, she must drink this decoction at least three times a day to ensure that the evil energy does not enter her body."

"That's great."

A bowl of only ten beads of low-grade spiritual stones was enough for them to drink until the secret realm was reopened.

Considering his special situation, Lu Lingyou packed three portions for him and asked him to take it back.

After sending the big man away.

The scene was eerily silent.

I don’t know how long it took.

A casual cultivator wearing a gray robe asked the person next to him weakly.

"Fellow Daoist Li, tell me, could the couple just here be asking for help?"

The woman in purple who was asked rolled her eyes.

Before she could answer.

I saw another group of people coming from Wuyang Wuyang in the distance.

Surprisingly, it was the casual cultivator who had just bought the decoction from Lu Lingyou.

A group of people rushed towards the oversized iron pot.

"Little friend Lu, give me another bowl. Your effect is so good that you don't need to use spiritual energy to resist the poison. I just killed dozens more monsters. I even knocked down a fourth-level monster. "

"Give me two bowls, no, eight bowls. I want to stock up for the remaining few days."

"Give me everything in your pot."

"..."

Lu Lingyou inserted another board with an expressionless expression.

[The daily purchase limit is two bowls, and the daily purchase limit is one bowl at the mid-stage foundation building stage and above. 】

People in line wailed.

The woman in purple glanced at the man in gray robe.

"Yes, they must be entrusted. Not only those two, but now these are all entrusted. Including me, it is also entrusted."

After saying that, he decisively got out of the line in Lingyun Pavilion and quickly lined up behind a group of casual cultivators who were yelling at him to sell two more bowls.

Man in gray robe:......

Everyone is a cultivator, and being able to hear and see clearly is a basic skill.

Everyone heard clearly what the man in gray robe and the woman in purple said.

The young man in front of the purple-clothed woman glared and shouted at the purple-clothed woman in a bad tone.

"You are such a shameless person. If someone has such good things, what do you mean we are all..."

"We're here to help." The middle-aged casual cultivator with a goatee in front of him quickly gave him a hand.

My eyes are almost blinking.

Silly boy.

Didn’t you see the purchase limit?

It proves that there is not much inventory.

If more people compete with them, what if tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we can’t even grab a bowl?

The young man finally reacted.

His angry expression instantly changed.

"Ah, yes, yes, I won't pretend anymore, I am also a supporter. We are all supporters."

The rest of the people in line said, "Yes, yes, we are all bastards."

"You continue to buy at Lingyun Pavilion. Things are expensive, but don't drink this kind of medicine dregs soup that is nothing."

Everyone:......

You might think we are stupid!

Qiu Linghao's face was so gloomy that he could shed tears.

Ye Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and felt particularly prickly while carrying the so-called 'friendly price' pill she bought from Lingyun Pavilion.

The first batch of test mice returned excitedly.

The situation of Lingyunge and Qingmiao Sect was reversed.

Originally, Wuyang Wuyang gathered everyone in front of Lingyun Pavilion.

In an instant, he crowded in front of the big iron pot like crazy.

"Damn it. How could I say that this group of casual cultivators are desperate for their lives? They dare to believe this medicinal dregs soup. What's even more embarrassing is that this medicinal dregs soup is actually effective."

"Who says it's not the case? I regret it so much. I just spent ten middle-grade spiritual stones to buy a spirit-boosting pill this morning."

"What do you mean? Not only did I buy it this morning, but I just bought one just now. The spirit stones I gave you were still warm. Who am I to ask for explanation?"

As more people lined up, Lu Lingyou became very busy.

Su Xian looked at her little junior sister's little arms and legs, holding a huge spoon and turning it over and over.

But these grown men just stood aside and did nothing.

"Junior sister, let me do it. You just need to pay."

The physical fitness of a cultivator is far beyond that of ordinary people. The Xuanjian weighs dozens of kilograms, and she can practice it for several hours, and holding a medicinal soup will not tire her at all.

But she still decisively handed the spoon to Su Xian.

Well, she just didn't want to disappoint the fifth senior brother's good intentions, and it was definitely not to count money.

The casual cultivator who was about to receive the medicinal soup saw someone else.

He glanced at Lu Lingyou with some uncertainty.

It was always that little girl who was in charge.

He knew that the medicinal decoction was useful, but he was a little unsure whether it was the medicinal decoction itself that was effective, or whether the little girl used some magic trick or something to make the ordinary medicinal decoction effective.

Seeing the other party staring directly at his junior sister, his eyes were full of suspicion.

Su Xian's face instantly darkened, and he asked angrily, "Do you want it or not? The next one."

"Want to want."

Since Lu Xiaoyou didn't say anything, it should be okay, right?

Two whole days.

Lu Lingyou set up the stall in front of Lingyun Pavilion.

Business here is booming, and the front door of the Lingyunge stall is deserted.

Everyone in Lingyun Pavilion gritted their teeth with hatred towards Lu Lingyou, but there was nothing they could do.

They wanted to drive people away and prevent them from setting up a stall in front of Lingyun Pavilion.

People can say that this is not your land.

The key is the casual cultivators, as well as the small and medium-sized sects, who continue to support the Qingmiao Sect.

Even several other major sects besides Wuji Sect and Lingyun Pavilion are following suit.

No, not counting the Wuji Sect, there are also many outer disciples of the Wuji Sect who have sneaked away.

Lu Lingyou was not like Qiu Linghao, who threatened not to do Wuji Sect business.

The people who offended her were Ye Zhenzhen and Song Yixiu.

Ordinary outer disciples have no interaction with her at all.

The people in Lingyun Pavilion can only have red eyes every day and become incompetent and furious.

I also thought about lowering the price to the normal price.

But Qiu Linghao directly rejected it.

Doesn't lowering prices mean they are admitting defeat?

Besides, if the price is reduced, why do they have to sell it in the secret realm?

Their medicine shop in Lingyung Pavilion sells them everywhere.

"I don't believe they have as much medicine dregs as they want. They will eventually run out."

Everyone in Lingyun Pavilion is looking forward to it.

By the afternoon of the next day, the medicine residue in Lu Lingyou's storage bag was finally used up.

Seeing that she failed to pour new medicine dregs in, the people in Lingyun Pavilion finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If this continues, their mentality will collapse.

On the contrary, people waiting to buy soup and medicine were worried.

I was afraid that I would have to go back to buy Lingyun Pavilion's sky-high price elixirs, and it would depend on other people's faces.

"Hmph, it's gone. Since it's gone, the price of Lingyun Pavilion's Spirit Replenishing Pills will increase again..."

Before Qiu Linghao finished speaking, he saw Lu Ling slowly take out a porcelain bottle.

In addition to the share for Ling Batian and the share reserved for Senior Brother, there are still two left.

She poured out one and split it into two halves.

After thinking about it, I divided it again.

After thinking about it again, I divided it again.

Then he threw a small corner of the elixir into the medicine residue that was refilled with water.

Don't look at it, this is only one-eighth of the Qingling Pill.

In order for medicinal materials from the mortal world to reach the quality of elixirs from the cultivation world, in addition to precise drug ratios, they must also ensure absolute and sufficient efficacy.

When she first studied this thing, she concentrated the medicinal effect to the extreme. She dared to say that it was even more concentrated than essential oils.

Feng Wuyue's mouth twitched.

A pill is divided into eight petals for use, and the junior sister explained it clearly.

The people from Lingyun Pavilion turned over the table.

Damn it, it’s okay not to sell this elixir.

How do the people of Qingmiao Sect love you?