Help! Whose junior sister is a physical cultivator?

An Xi was eating the spiritual fruit with a crunchy sound.

Fu Rou and Xie Qingyuan have already made their plans.

Watching the two people leave, An Xi also went back to quietly pack up the things she might need.

When she saw the entire top-notch luxurious room, it was filled with her things.

She was stunned.

"When did I become so rich?"

Hastongdu's eyes were red.

"Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi, quickly exchange them for points. Look how much space they take up."

He excitedly swam in the ocean of spiritual weapons, spiritual stones, spiritual pills, and talismans.

An Xi separated the upper, middle, lower and top-grade spirit stones and put them away.

She didn't plan to exchange the spirit stones for points as she needed to spend them herself.

Only the used things were left on the ground.

Inside were supplies given by her senior brothers and sisters, as well as her gains from the deep forests of Yuancong, and the gift of apprenticeship.

The apprenticeship gift alone accounts for the majority of the money. The elders of Xianyun Sect are really rich, worthy of being a super sect ten thousand years ago.

She worked hard to pack up all her things, using up seven storage rings.

One for the elixir, one for the spiritual weapon, one for the appendix, one for the formation plate, one for the spiritual plant, one for all the materials, and one for the spiritual stones.

Looking at the storage ring that had been packed up, An Xi clapped her hands with satisfaction.

She looked at the jade talisman and wooden stick that Chu Geng had bought for her some time ago.

“I almost forgot about these two things.”

After saying this, he hung the jade talisman around his waist, in case anything happened it could save his life in time.

She took the stick in her hand and looked at it.

"How do you make a contract for this thing?"

Hasitong saw An Xi packing up her things and came out of her sea of ​​consciousness, saying with a sad face.

"Xiao Xi, why don't you exchange some points? Look, your hands are almost full."

An Xi looked at the ring on her finger.

"You don't understand, this is a sense of security."

After saying that, he asked Hastong.

"Do you know how to make a contract for this thing?"

Hastong looked at the stick with his sharp eyes.

"Wait, let me check."

After saying this, he stood there motionless as if a pump had stopped.

An Xi waited for a while, and Hasi came back after checking.

"You are so lucky, how did you get this?

This stick is a divine weapon!"

An Xi's voice almost broke.

"What! What did you say?"

Hashi said with a mysterious look on his face.

"This is a wood-type divine weapon. Legend has it that there are eight divine weapons in the world of immortal cultivation: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder, ice, and wind."

An Xi felt something was wrong.

"If it's a divine artifact, why hasn't anyone discovered it? I bought it from the store."

Hustong explained.

“Before the contract was signed with these artifacts, there was no spiritual power fluctuation at all, so ordinary cultivators could not see it at all.

Only a powerful person who is familiar with divine weapons can tell the difference. "

An Xi opened her mouth in surprise.

"Did I miss out?"

Hastong looked at An Xi and said.

"Now you just need to drop your blood on it. As long as it chooses you, the contract will be successful."

An Xi doubtfully used her spiritual power to draw a drop of blood from her finger and dropped it directly onto the wooden stick.

Hasitong and Anxi put their heads together and looked at the wooden stick nervously.

"Hey? Why aren't you responding?"

Haston tilted his head.

"Maybe it didn't like you?"

An Xi became unhappy when she heard this.

"What the hell is that makes you look down on me? I don't believe I can't sign a contract with a broken stick?"

After saying that, he took out a short knife from the spiritual weapon storage ring.

She planned to scrape off the skin bit by bit with the broken wooden stick.

Wooden Stick: You, what do you want to do? Don't come over here!

Do you think I will compromise if you threaten me?

I! How can a divine weapon born from heaven and earth surrender?

An Xi held the wooden stick like sharpening a pencil.

But I have to say the quality is really good and it is impossible to cut it.

Wooden Stick: Humph, I am an innate divine weapon. How dare you want to cut me with a low-level spiritual knife? That’s really wishful thinking.

I thought An Xi would give up, but I didn't expect her to look at it with a ferocious expression.

She chanted as she lit a spiritual fire in her hands.

“Hehehe, since you don’t want me to sign a contract, then just be a firewood stick.

What I can’t get, no one else can get!”

Mu Stick was a little panicked.

Is this this this woman a lunatic? I am a divine weapon!

Others want something that they don't have, and not only do they not worship me, they even want to burn me.

It comforted itself that An Xi was threatening it until its head started to burn.

It started to panic.

Wooden Stick: Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Crazy woman! This is really a crazy woman, she really dares to burn me!!!

It regretted it and should have made a contract with her earlier. After all, An Xi had good talent.

But he felt that he should be able to find a better contractor.

When An Xi was holding the fire stick and ready to throw it out.

A contract was thrown towards An Xi.

"Hmph, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."

Hastong on the side was stunned.

"Can we still make a contract like this? Isn't this coercion?

Isn’t there a saying that a forced melon is not sweet? "

An Xi accepted the contract and snorted coldly after completing it.

"I don't care whether it's sweet or not, as long as I want to chew it, I have to chew it."

After saying that, he lifted his handsome bangs.

Haston:......

Wooden stick: "Damn human monk! I am an innate divine weapon! How dare you treat me like this!"

An Xi looked at the wooden stick that was questioning her in the air and raised her eyebrows.

"I've done this to you, what can you do?"

The wooden stick choked and then spoke viciously.

"Humph! Since you treat me like this! From now on, don't even think about using me."

An Xi narrowed her eyes slightly and sneered in her heart, he actually dared to threaten her.

She spoke devilishly.

"Really? If you're so useless, then just do your job and be a good firewood stick."

The wooden stick shuddered with fear.

"You...you dare!"

An Xi smiled brilliantly.

"Guess whether I dare or not."

After saying this, spiritual fire appeared in his hand.

Although it is a divine weapon and will not be burned by spiritual fire, it is afraid of fire.

It gave an awkward chuckle.

"Since we have signed a contract, we are a family. How can a family do this?"

Looking at the flexible artifact, An Xi nodded.

"Children can be taught~"

After saying that, he reached out and put the stick into his belt.

Looking at the sky outside, she stretched lazily.

"I'm going to sleep for a while. I'm so tired after the exercise."

After saying this, he fell peacefully on the bed.

Haston:......

Aren't you just cleaning up? Why are you so tired? You really can't do any work.

As the sky brightened, there were knocks on An Xi's door.

"Junior sister! Get up! The sun is shining on your butt!

The sect competition is about to begin. If you don’t go now, it will be over.”

An Xi was sleeping like a pig inside, and the senior brothers and sisters outside were about to break down the door.

Hastong opened his hazy eyes and went over to open the door.

Before I could even see who was outside the door, I felt a gust of wind rushing in and then rushing out.

Before he could come to his senses, another hand pulled it away.

When Hastong saw what was ahead clearly, he was stunned.

I saw An Xi being carried on Gu Zhifan's shoulders, and she was still sleeping soundly.

Haston:......

He silently began to write in his diary on the main screen in his mind.

My Lazy and Sleepy Host