Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

Qianghua opened a water mirror and took a picture of the aqua blue outfit from head to toe today. Every piece of clothing or jewelry was engraved with formations such as concealment, defense, attack, and recovery.

In addition, the storage bag is also filled with hidden defense and attack recovery type formation plates and talismans.

All in all, she is suddenly rich now, so rich that all the sects have the same cultivation level as her. The monks throughout the foundation period have to sigh every day, today Senior Sister Youqian (Junior Sister)'s daily income exceeds one thousand spirit stones, right?

Even the monks at the Golden Core stage would look at him with suspicion.

As for people with cultivation levels of Nascent Soul and above, this is incomparable. They live a long time, and their wealth accumulation over the years is not something that Qianghua can catch up with in just twenty years.

Twenty years later, Qianghua's cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation building.

She originally thought that her cultivation was relatively fast, but later she discovered that in this immortal cultivation novel where golden elixirs are everywhere and there are as many Nascent Souls as dogs, she is really not that eye-catching. She is in the middle of foundation building in her thirties, and with her Among the sect disciples at the same time, there was a child three years older than her, who was now in the late stage of the Golden Core.

From time to time, he would have epiphanies on the spot, which is known as the human-shaped epiphany machine.

But speaking of it, his first epiphany was given to him by Qianghua.

Both of them were disciples of Sword Peak, but one was a direct disciple of the Peak Master, and the other was an ordinary inner disciple. During a sword practice one morning, he came to the place where the disciples of Sword Peak were practicing their swordsmanship, with a frustrated look on his face. The expression on his face is constantly swinging the sword, which is in sharp contrast to the cheerful roses beside him.

One of his disciples asked him, "Why are you unhappy? You Qian, who is at the same time as you, is so happy every day. Such a young person can still laugh while swinging his sword three thousand times a day. Why don't you imitate her?"

Regardless of whether this disciple's words were malicious or not, for other direct disciples of the Peak Master, how could they be embarrassed if you asked him to learn how an ordinary disciple of ten years old behaves.

But this guy was different, his brain circuit was even smarter than hers, so he really came to ask her why she laughed every day, straight to the point.

Qianghua blinked, of course she was happy. Although this was just a novel world, it was now a world of its own. In places that the author could not take into account or outside of the plot, everything was running according to a system of cultivating immortals. Derivative, that is,

She probably now has a set of serious manuals for cultivating immortals.

This is enough to make her laugh even when she sleeps. Why do you ask her why she is so happy every day?

Of course, you couldn't say that to him, so Qianghua thought about it and brewed up a Hong Kong drama chicken soup for the soul.

Being happy is just one day, and being unhappy is also one day. Why not live every day happily?

Makes some sense, but not much.

But after hearing this, this guy had a thoughtful expression, stopped swinging his sword, sat down and thought about this sentence, and then he had an epiphany on the spot.

The second level of Qi Refining went straight to the fifth level of Qi Refining, rising three levels from where it was.

Everyone around him was dumbfounded, including Qianghua.

No, where does this hit you?

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The rose is irritable, the rose is sour.

Moreover, for him, the improvement of his state of mind mentioned by the monk was as unattainable as eating and drinking.

She felt it was unreasonable, but when she thought that the other party was a typical one-tendon sword cultivator, and only his sword was in her mind, it seemed that there was no problem.

If nothing unexpected happened, he might be able to become a Nascent Soul cultivator within a hundred years old, or to take a bold guess, he could become a Nascent Soul cultivator who is fifty years old. To be honest, she felt that both Long Aotian and Feng Aotian were a long way behind him. .

Can't compare, can't compare at all.

There are many equally outstanding disciples from the same sect. How come such a prosperous sect was finally stepped down by the Qingshan Sect through Long Aotian and Feng Ao?

Moreover, none of these outstanding classmates appear in the book. So, is there something happening that is not in the book?

Unfortunately, You Qian's memory does not have any memories of these outstanding fellow disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. But it stands to reason that the Qingshan Sect unilaterally feels that it is a rival to the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, so the achievements of these outstanding fellow disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect should not be transmitted to Qingshan. Zongcai is right.

She put away the water mirror and turned to look at Xiaoba lying on the ground. Five strange-looking little guys, but they looked cute because of their furry hair, were jumping around on it, holding it from time to time. The plush cheek rubbed against Xiaoba's face. Xiaoba's expression was a little lifeless, but he didn't stop them. He stretched out his hand to stroke them from time to time, and then settled a lawsuit for them.

In Xiaoba's words, the general content of the daily lawsuit is as follows: You stepped on my ear, apologize! You stepped on my tail, sorry! You bit me, apologize!

I have to make several interruptions every day, just like completing KPIs.

But instead of torturing her, she said she was in a really good mood and had fun every day.

Qianghua asked: "Xiaoba, do you want to go out to play?"

Xiaoba waved his hand feebly: "I don't want to go." Then a furry creature jumped up on the raised hand.

Qianghua asked the other five: "Want to go out to play?"

The five little ones were chirping, and none of them wanted to go out to play, but they asked her to go to the canteen on the main peak to bring them fried dried fish when she came back. The fried dried fish made in the canteen on the main peak was excellent.

Qianghua squatted down and stretched out her hand towards them: "Old rules, the fee for dried fish and the fee for running errands."

Over the years, they have become accustomed to this way of getting along, and they didn't feel anything was wrong at all. They gathered together to discuss for a while, probably about how many dried fish to buy.

After the discussion, each little guy took out two middle-grade spiritual stones from his belly, neck, armpits, etc. and gave them to her, one for the cost of dried fish and the other for running errands.

Yes, they will pay her as much spiritual stone running fee as they purchase.

In addition to the fact that they are not real spiritual beasts after all, Qianghua can share snacks with them without any psychological burden.

In short, she didn't know how long it had been since she spent money on snacks.

She happily picked up a handful of wool. She first went to the main peak canteen to place an order for dried fish. After agreeing on a time to pick it up, she then transferred to the Beast Peak.

As soon as they entered the Beast Peak, Qiang Hua seemed to be in heaven. There were furry animals everywhere, majestic ones, cute ones, running ones on the ground, flying ones in the sky, all kinds of them.

It's just that the disciples of Beast Peak don't welcome her very much.

A disciple guarding the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain grabbed his contracted beast and said angrily: "Senior Sister Youqian, why did you come to our beast peak again? Didn't I say some time ago that disciples above the foundation level need to go to the secret realm of Sealing Thunder Mountain? ? Why don’t you make preparations?”

Qianghua smiled and took out a handful of dried fish and handed it to the knee-high civet contract beast next to the disciple, and replied: "There will still be a while, there is no rush."

The civet looked up at his companion, as if asking him if he could eat.

The disciple guarding the mountain gate looked resentful and a little aggrieved, but he still said to it warmly: "Eat."

If he doesn't let it eat, he will have to go to the main peak cafeteria to buy dried fish for it with his own money. This dried fish is very expensive. Just a small handful in the hands of Senior Sister Qian will probably cost five spiritual stones.

He hates these rich people!