The little demon king of the demon hunter

Zixin said and walked out.

Ouch!You can go down the mountain in a few days, just now when Cai Yixian heard what Zixin said, he almost jumped up for joy, at least he held back, otherwise it would be so embarrassing!

As soon as Zixin left, Yixian didn't care about letting go of himself, jumped up and down in the room, and then fell on the bed, and after a while, a carp flipped upright.

As for why it suddenly turned up?That of course is to pack up the package and be ready to run at all times!

Put it away as soon as you say clean it up, Yixian sorted all the things into categories reasonably, and then put all the things into the storage bag at once.

Yixian's storage bag can be said to be the best storage bag in Lingxiao Xianshan, oh no!It should be said to be the best storage bag in the entire Six Realms!The raw material alone is the silk spit out by the spirit silkworm clan of Tianshan Mountain in ancient times, which has the ability to absorb hundreds of rivers, and is invulnerable to weapons, guns, water and fire.How can I say that it is the best storage bag in the entire Six Realms?That's because the Tianshan spirit silkworm clan has long since disappeared and almost been wiped out in the wars of ancient times. Now, I am afraid that no one, no gods, no ghosts, no demons can be found in the six realms. Raw materials for refining!Furthermore, even if a person, god, ghost, or demon is lucky enough to come across the silk spit out by the spirit silkworm clan of the mountain that day, I can only tell you that the forging method has been lost!

After Yixian packed all the things, the memory of the storage bag automatically popped up in his mind.

After she absorbed these memories, she discovered a crucial problem!

She has no money!

☆、Chapter 9

Until falling asleep last night, Yixian was thinking about how she, a person with no experience in making money, would make money to support herself in this unfamiliar world.

In the early morning of the second day, after breakfast, Yixian was going to ask her second junior sister about the situation and see if there was any way to get rich.Just ask the little junior sister if she has found out from the master when she will be able to go down the mountain to practice.

Before Yixian could find her second junior sister, there was a knock on the door.

"Elder Sister, are you there? The head of the sect invites you to come over." It was a male disciple who knocked on the door.

Yixian was thinking about why her cheap master suddenly came to her?There was no reply for a while.

"Elder Sister?" The man outside the door called again tentatively, thinking: Elder Sister didn't go to morning class today, so she shouldn't be in the room.

"Thank you, Junior Brother, I'll go there now."

Forget it, the thoughtful person of the head of Lingxiao Xianshan is something that a little girl like her can guess.Yat-sen no longer guessed, stood up and planned to go out.

After Yixian walked out of the room, she went straight to her master Dao'an Dao'an, walked through one corridor after another, until she crossed a small stream, and finally came to her master Dao'an's door.

Before he stepped forward to knock on the door, Dao'an's voice came from inside the house, "The apprentice is here."

Yixian was not surprised when she heard it. It would be a lie if she didn't know about the skills of her master Daoan.Going forward, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

"Disciple, I have met Master. I wonder what is the important thing for Master to see Disciple coming?" Yixian said after making a soft sequence to the old man.

When Yixian raised his head, he was unavoidably surprised.According to the memories left in her head, her cheap master Daoan Daoan is now over sixty years old, but whoever imagined it does not have the appearance of a white fairy with two temples and a white face as Yixian imagined, but that kind of It looked like he had just arrived in his thirties, with a rosy complexion.

Could it be that this is the Taoist art of immortality?

Dao An stroked his non-existent moustache and said: "I heard from your little sister yesterday that my apprentice suddenly felt unwell. So I asked you, apprentice." Yihong, although he said that he has seen everything at such an old age, but...but he can't say anything about his daughter's family.

Dao'an Zhenren: It seems that the matter of finding a teacher's wife for you should have been brought up a long time ago.

"My apprentice is fine, thank you for thinking about it, master." Yixian didn't have time to answer Daoan's real person, and then said: "I heard from the disciples below that the sect intends to let apprentice go down the mountain to practice in the past few days. I don't know Master. When do you think it would be better for the apprentice to go?"

Listening to Yixian's question, Master Dao'an stroked the non-existent mustache again, and he was about to speak.

What Daoan Zhenren didn't expect was that Yixian once again robbed him of his words.

I only heard Yixian say: "I think it's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, and it's not as good as to hit the sun today. I just don't know how you feel, Master?"

"Teacher feels good." Yixian continued.

Immortal Dao'an: "Then why do you still ask me? Just say that if you want to go down the mountain today, you can do it!

Dao'an Daoan was not hypocritical, and immediately chased him away, "The apprentice is right. That apprentice should pack up and prepare to go down the mountain today. I won't send him off as a teacher."

As a result, word soon spread in Lingxiao Xianshan that their elder sister Yixian was about to go down the mountain to experience calamity.

What else are you packing?She has already packed it up!But she can't say it.

After Yixian said goodbye to Dao'an Daoist, he went back to his room and pretended to pack his things.

After half an hour, Yixian hurriedly walked to the mountain gate, thinking that at this time, she would go down the mountain and have a good meal at the bottom of the mountain at noon.