The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

So many things happened during this period of time that she actually forgot his birthday. She should have made good preparations for it, but it was too late now.

Lou Xinzhou looked at the bustling market at the foot of the mountain, a little dazed.

What gift should I give him?

I was confused and had no answer for a long time. When I came to my senses, I found myself unconsciously at the place I was looking for.

The town at the foot of Kunlun Mountain is very prosperous. After all, it is close to a major sect of immortal cultivation. Most of the vendors are cultivators, and there are also Jindan Yuanying cultivators among those who come and go to trade. It is very common, but also very unusual.

There are not so many Jindan and Yuanying cultivators in the world today, nor are there so many elixirs and magic weapons being sold openly on the streets.

"Come and take a look. We have the best elixirs and talismans for sale."

Apart from slightly concealing her aura, Lou Xinzhou did not hide anything else. She had an extraordinary aura and it was obvious at first glance that she was wealthy. When she passed by, the vendors would suddenly raise their voices and shout loudly.

She knows how to make elixirs and draw talismans, so no matter how high the grade is, it will not be the first choice for gifts.

Therefore, Lou Xinzhou didn't even look at this part of the stall and skipped it directly.

"Hey, everyone, come and take a look. This spiritual weapon produced by Tianhele is definitely of high grade and quality."

As for spiritual weapons, she actually knows how to make them. She gave Yunyu to Nan Rongnian some time ago. Although it is not impossible for her to give him some other spiritual weapons, she always feels that doing so will make her look like she doesn't care and she would feel bad.

So he ignored it.

"The Treasure Pavilion is selling them at a low price, starting from ten low-grade spirit stones. Miss, do you want to come in and take a look?"

Being blocked by a Jindan cultivator with a smile on his face, Lou Xinzhou had no choice but to stop and look inside.

There are many kinds of things, but they are flashy and useless to monks. Moreover, they are too cheap and not exquisite. They are all low-quality goods. She cannot afford to give them as gifts.

So he raised his hand to refuse.

So what should I give?

Feeling a little confused, Lou Xinzhou walked along the way, passing one street stall after another, but she was not very satisfied with any of them. Now she was different from before. There were many strange things on the street, but she did not stop for a moment. After walking for almost an hour, she still had nothing in her hands.

If it had been in the past, her wallet would have been half empty.

What should she give?

"Senior sister, what should I give to my senior brother?"

Suddenly, two female disciples of Kunlun appeared in Lou Xinzhou's sight.

"I think it doesn't matter what you give him. As long as it's from you, I think he will like it."

"really?"

"Of course, anyone with eyes can see it, so just do it according to your preference."

The senior sister said with a smile, but the obedient person blushed.

"But what I like is too different from his usual style. It's not good."

"What's wrong with that? Really, I'll find you one then."

The senior sister replied with some amusement, she shook her head helplessly, looked left and right, suddenly caught sight of a stall, and pulled her junior sister over.

"Look at this purse, it's pretty good."

The senior sister picked up a pink purse embroidered with flowers from the stall and handed it to the person next to her. The latter took it gently, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to like it very much, but hesitated the next second.

"Is this really a good gift? It's not a spiritual weapon or anything, and the price isn't high."

Lou Xinzhou listened to them talking and also looked at the purse in the female disciple's hand.

It was just an ordinary piece of fabric, without any spiritual power attached to it. The stall owner was also just an ordinary person. He was very surprised that the two people came, and even a little at a loss.

"What's important is the thought." The senior sister replied, "Besides, you are a disciple of the elders, so you have everything you need. Instead of giving me something extremely expensive, why not give me something affordable? What's wrong with it being cheap? You picked it yourself."

What matters is the thought.

Lou Xinzhou thought about it blankly, and it seemed to make sense.

It seemed that no one had paid attention to the stalls set up by mortals before.

So he went forward.

"Oh my, what do you want to buy, Immortal?"

The stall owner had just sent away the two Kunlun female disciples when he saw Lou Xinzhou coming over. He was so happy that he almost fainted. He took a deep breath and entertained him warmly.

"I want to buy a gift for my apprentice... for my partner. Do you have any recommendations?"

"For your partner? Oh, okay, let me think about it, let me think about it."

The stall owner was an old woman in her fifties or sixties. Upon hearing this, she looked at the goods in front of her stall and fell into deep thought.

Lou Xinzhou also looked around. There were quite a few things, but they were basically some beautiful purses, hairpins, and small and exquisite jade pendants.

"Ah... Can you take a look at this?" The stall owner handed over a purse, which was very similar to the one the two Kunlun female disciples had just bought, except for the color. "That's what the two little fairies just bought. It seems they're also going to give it to their partners."

Purse.

Although he always felt that something was missing, Lou Xinzhou still reached out and took it.

The stall owner gave me a light blue purse, which must have been made of the finest brocade. It felt cool and soft, like snow on the mountain, but the color was clear and different from snow, more like a calm lake.

Not knowing what she was thinking about, Lou Xinzhou was slightly dazed. It was not until the stall owner called her that she looked up and spoke softly.

"That's it."

It was getting dark at this moment. After buying the purse, Lou Xinzhou did not go straight back. She felt empty in her heart, as if something was missing, so she continued walking forward.

Shops on the street began to light up lanterns. The sky turned from white to dark. The bright yellow light was reflected on her face, adding some warmth to the cold. She suddenly saw some small wooden dolls, only the size of a palm, but very eye-catching.

"Would you like to take a look, Immortal? We carved these wood carvings one by one, do you like any of them?"

Lou Xinzhou turned around, picked up one of them and looked at it carefully.

"The doll is very cute, but..."

"Is there anyone you want to carve? If you have a portrait, I can carve one for you."

"No."

Lou Xinzhou put down the wooden doll in his hand and looked up at the stall owner.

"If it's not too much trouble, could you tell me how to carve it? I want to do it myself."

"Ah, this... It's not impossible, but this is our cooking skill after all..."

"money is not a problem."

"Of course."

Under the guidance of the stall owner, Lou Xinzhou quickly carved two little dolls. Seeing that it was getting late, she paid the money and went straight to the snow-capped mountains. She flew very fast along the way, so she barely made it back to the Qibai Palace before midnight.

At that time, the young man was sitting in the pavilion, supporting his head with one hand in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and he didn't even see her come back.

White snow was falling all over the sky. There was no light in the pavilion, but it was not dark at all. Lou Xinzhou walked over slowly and sat opposite him.

Nan Rongnian saw her then. The young man looked up and smiled, with surprise visible in his light blue eyes, but it was very faint.

"Master, you are back."