The entire sect is unlucky, the little junior sisters of Koi come ashore

I saw the same golden light surging around Rong Yi, and every trace of merit entered her body.

"Amitabha, congratulations to Rong Donor. Rong Donor has such immeasurable merits and virtues. He is indeed suitable to enter our Buddhist door."

Rong Yi smiled and performed a Buddhist salute: "Congratulations to you, Monk Yuanyuan, if I really enter Buddhism, then Buddhism will probably not be able to live in peace.

I will continue to practice, so I will say goodbye. See you later. Next time I meet you, remember to bring me your sect’s delicious vegetarian food. "

"Amitabha, the poor monk has written it down and will see you later."

Monk Jingyuan watched her leave with her flying sword. When they were gone, he held his stomach and vomited beside her.

After enduring this journey, I can no longer endure it.

Rong Yi didn't know about this, and meeting the monk was an accident. Rong Yi continued on the next step of his experience, the largest immortal cultivation city under the jurisdiction of the Shengdao Sect: Yaoshan City.

After several days of flying, Rong Yi felt like vomiting no matter how much she loved flying. Looking at the destination below, she let out a strong breath.

This time point should not be much different from the timeline in the plot.

She came here this time for the opportunity of being tricked by Xu Ying in the original book. An ancient sword. According to the plot in the book, it was an artifact called: Chunjun.

It was a divine weapon. Even though she had Jingci, Jingci was still a sword that could be upgraded. She could upgrade it by finding good refining materials in the future.

For a sword cultivator, the sword is his wife, but who would dislike having too many wives, especially a high-quality wife.

She is a scumbag who loves everyone she sees and refuses to accept them. But it is guaranteed that it will be exposed to rain and dew evenly and will not be biased.

Rong Yi landed, paid ten spirit stones for entry into the city, and applied for a temporary identity card. He couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Shengdao Sect Zhennima has a dark heart. The entrance fee to any city is five spiritual stones, but his noble family only charges ten yuan.

After entering the city, I strolled around leisurely for a while, then followed the location on the psychic jade talisman, which was the market in the west of the city.

When Rong Yi arrived, it happened to be evening. The monks who had gone out to fight monsters and do tasks all came back at this time. This street belonged to the night market, which happened to have just started at this time.

Looking at the various stalls that were busy and trading, Rong Yi couldn't help but be infected by this atmosphere, which was different from the bustling markets in the mortal world.

There is an atmosphere in the monks' market that they are striving for cultivation resources. There are many monks who can bargain for a long time for a spiritual stone.

"Does this fairy want to see our elixirs?"

"Amulets, talismans, and talismans are available in various grades. The prices are fair, first-come, first-served, and there are discounts."

As Rong Yi walked around, many stall owners greeted her, but she shook her head with a smile or waved her hand to express no need.

Until he stopped in front of a stall selling groceries. There were all kinds of things on this stall, including ores, books and jade slips, an alchemy furnace with missing legs, moldy spiritual herbs, and rusty iron swords.

In a word, at first glance, they were all rags and junk, and there wasn't anything that caught my eye, so Rong Yi just stood in front of the stall and didn't move.

The stall owner didn't say hello. He was looking slovenly. He was holding a wine bottle in his hand and drinking wine in his mouth. He had a badly swollen crutch beside him. At a glance, he found that he only had one leg.

"Little girl, if you want to buy something, just buy it. If you don't buy it, leave. Why are you staring at me, a bad old man?"

Xu Rongyi's appraising gaze was so obvious that the stall owner who was drinking noticed her and couldn't help but say something to her out loud.

"Hello, senior, I'm here to buy something."

"Then let's watch something. Why are you looking at me, a bad old man?"

The displeasure in her tone was very obvious, but Rong Yi still had a slight smile on her lips. She looked around the stall and picked several things in her hand.

The stall owner paused slightly while drinking, put down the wine bottle and looked at Rong Yi: "A thousand spiritual stones, no bargaining."

Rong Yi gave him a thousand spirit stones in a hurry, and then pointed to the crutch he placed beside him: "That one looks good, will you sell it?"

In the original book, the original owner didn't buy it, but because he bought two things from the stall owner's stall, Xu Ying saw it and said she was fooled into buying some junk.

The original owner didn't want to embarrass a disabled old man without holding her back to make the decision for her, so he went to get a bottle of wine and gave it to him.

Xu Ying followed behind, and when the original owner gave her the wine, the stall owner gave her the crutch and said he would pay her back for the wine.

Xu Ying, who was chasing after him, held the crutch and wanted to teach him a lesson, but found that the crutch actually had spiritual consciousness.

He changed his attitude 180 degrees and took the original owner to thank the stall owner before leaving. After leaving, he naturally took possession of the crutch in his hand.

She didn't even think about returning it to the original owner, and she even subconsciously thought it was given to her by the stall owner.

The plot is very tactfully described, and the heroine's inner monologue is described in a positive direction as much as possible, but Rong Yi, a reader with a sharp eye.

It was extremely hypocritical, and she wasn't that angry when she directly admitted that she had taken someone else's opportunity.

"Hey, little girl, this is my old man's second leg. How can I walk without it?"

The stall owner narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Rong Yi with a little meaning in his eyes.

Rong Yi's hand moved with inspiration: "But I just like the pulp-covered crutch. How about I exchange it for you with spiritual wine?"

The two pots of spiritual wine that Rong Yi waved over were given to him by Uncle Six-Armed Monkey, and they were definitely collector's editions that he was reluctant to drink.

The other party's eyes lit up, and he was even more surprised when he took it and smelled it. With a wave of his hand, the crutch fell firmly into Rong Yi's hand.

At this time, Xu Ying, who was coming here not far away, felt a sharp dull pain in her chest again. She wondered if she had some hidden disease and why she often felt like this.

"Little junior sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Second Senior Brother, I'm fine. It's just a recurrence of my old illness."

"Then let's go back and let senior brother show you."

"It's okay, I'll just take a pill and it'll be fine. I still want to continue shopping."

"Well, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell your senior brother."

"it is good."

Naturally, Rong Yi didn't know what was going on here. When she got the crutch, she could feel the fluctuations of spiritual consciousness inside. That's right.

"Girl, treat it well."

The stall owner looked at Rong Yi and then at the crutch in her hand. He felt nostalgia for a moment, but soon his eyes were full of relief.

The sword had been with him for so many years, but he had never been able to recognize its owner. It was not something that belonged to him. Now that he was going to die, it would be a good idea to find a good owner for it.

Rong Yi's hand moved with spiritual energy, and he threw another jade box to the opponent.

"Senior, thank you very much, junior. This fruit tastes good. You can keep it for yourself."

After finishing her words, Rong Yi bowed her hands and walked away.

The stall owner looked at her leaving figure and paused his hand slightly. When his consciousness disappeared into the jade box, he was so surprised that he fell off the chair.

Then he held the box with red eyes, crying and laughing, causing many monks around him to look at him like a madman.

Longevity Fruit, I didn’t expect that Heaven would give me another chance.

He looked at the direction Rong Yi left and murmured after a while: "Thank you."

Rong Yi had already walked far away and continued to stroll on this street, wondering if he could find anything good.

"How do you know that he is about to die because he is approaching his longevity and cannot make any progress in his cultivation?"

The hammer curiously asked Rong Yi many times. It wondered whether Rong Yi had understood the power of prophetic rules, otherwise why he always had clear goals, knew where good things were, and often had unpredictable predictions.

"Ah? Isn't it obvious that he is like that? The Lingtai's luck line is there, but the vitality is about to be cut off. Isn't that because his cultivation level has not advanced and his lifespan is insufficient."

Hammer was shocked: "You, you, you, since when can you see the fate of people without opening your eyes?"

"Oh, it seems like after enlightenment."

Rong Yi said it very casually, while chatting with Hammer and shocking it, he stopped in front of a stall selling spiritual fruits.

"Hello, how can I sell spiritual fruits?"

"Rongyi!"

As soon as Rong Yi finished asking, an unkind voice sounded from behind him. Rong Yi turned around and saw the face of Qin Ye who owed him millions of spiritual stones.