You owe me the cultivation of immortals!

"You need a top-grade fairy weapon to get it."

"But it's too expensive?"

"Do you know what scroll this is?" the man in black asked leisurely.Qing silently admitted.

"Since this is the case, you should know that it is worth the price."

She did know that this scroll was worthy of the price, and what she was holding in her hand was the legendary grand ceremony of the fire system, which was personally passed down from the lineage of the fire god, and could control the flames of the world.This scroll may seem ordinary, but it contains all the skills from the initial foundation building to the top-level cultivation of immortals and even the cultivation of gods. It is very rare that they are linked together.Obtaining this set is enough to support a lifetime of practice, and it is complete enough.

In today's world of cultivating immortals, not to mention the god-level exercises, even the exercises suitable for immortal cultivation have almost disappeared. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to enter the finale of the central auction house with the value of this exercise, but it is a pity that the auction house should be Those who don't know this thing.Simply, she had seen the introduction of this exercise in the master's treasure book, and she would never admit a mistake after repeated confirmation.

If you have this skill, not only can you practice for Hong, but you can also start to cultivate the spiritual power of flames in your body.At this moment, Qing was very moved, and it was rare that he felt that something must be obtained.

"Does it have to be a top-grade fairy weapon?" Qing gritted her teeth and asked, her Fengming Bow was a top-grade fairy weapon and the treasure of the Phoenix Clan, but she would never take it out to exchange for a scroll.But this time, he didn't want to give up easily. After passing this village, who knows if he will have the chance to encounter the same level of fire element skills, even in the clan.

"No, I'm only short of immortal artifacts. If I'm lucky, middle-grade ones are fine." The man in black nodded slowly and said, not caring at all that such harsh conditions would not give him anything in exchange.However, the fact is true, whether it is the hawkers or tourists around, after hearing the price he quoted, they all scolded the madman and kept him at a respectful distance.

"Let's go." Qing struggled for a moment, finally put down the scroll, and walked back with red.Auntie said to herself through voice transmission just now that she wanted to go shopping alone, so the two made an appointment to meet at the restaurant in the evening.It's still early now, Qing and Hong are walking slowly in the market all the way, facing Lin Liang's dazzling array of objects but can no longer cheer up.On the contrary, Hong watched with relish, dragging Qing to go there for a while, and here for a while.

"Qing, do you want that scroll just like that?" After walking for a while, Hong sensed that something was wrong with Qing.

"En." Qing admitted bluntly.It's a pity that her eyes were dark at the moment, she was still thinking about how to get the scroll, and she didn't pay attention to Hong's nodding thoughtfully.

When the golden-red sunset was slowly setting, Qing went to the hotel that he had agreed with his aunt with empty hands and excited red. You can check in at will with a sign that records your own information.

Qing walked into the hall leisurely, found a private seat for two and sat down, Hong saw the menu on the table, she had rarely seen human food since Spirit Beast Mountain, her eyes sparkled and she wanted to eat it one to eat.Qing agreed, thinking about eating while waiting for her aunt to come back.

At the moment, the spacious hall was empty, but outside the door was still as lively as before. When the sun had not set, lanterns were lit up on the pavilions on both sides of the street, reflecting on the noisy faces of the monks. Treasure has no desire for Hong, no one must be willing to leave there.

After waiting for a long time, until the food was on the table, the aunt came back with a disheveled skirt, which must have been squeezed.Qing glanced at the storage bag at Auntie's waist, it looked deflated, but she couldn't see why from the outside, but judging from her flushed excited appearance, she should have found some good things.

Auntie sat down and started to eat and drink, and generously paid for a pot of top-grade spirit fruit wine. After taking a sip, she didn't have the fragrance of last night, so she didn't want to move anymore.On the other hand, Hong yelled that she wanted to drink out of curiosity, but Qing Yihuanxiao refused.

With the legs of some small spirit beast stuffed in her mouth, the aunt laughed mockingly.While calming the angry Hong, Qing involuntarily glanced at the fan that had been stuck on top of her head all day, and shook her head sadly.She can't control these two people.

Auntie should have some goods in stock in this street market. Coupled with her mysterious identity, Qing looked at the back of auntie who hurriedly left after eating and telling herself to go to rest, and began to think about the possibility of borrowing treasure from auntie. .Even if Auntie doesn't have a fairy weapon, if there are any other treasures, it is feasible to exchange them for weapons at the stall. Such a big market cannot be wasted.

Qing made up her mind to borrow money from her aunt when she came back, and took the house card with the red collar and went back to rest.The room is assigned according to the head, and Hong is regarded as a spiritual pet, so naturally he doesn't have one, so he can only share one room with Qing. Fortunately, the two of them have always lived together, so it is naturally inconvenient.

Qing scanned the not-so-large room with her spiritual sense, cleared away the malicious prying eyes, and laid another barrier, then walked to the bed and sat down in peace.To be honest, she was a little tired. She drank alcohol last night and had many nightmares. She was very exhausted at the moment. She just wanted to sleep with Hong in her arms.

Hong originally jumped excitedly on the table, and then jumped to the window to look at the lively scene downstairs.Noticing Qing's gaze, she obediently flew into Qing's arms, and didn't yell for Qing to take off her mask, but shrank her body into Qing's arms as if she was getting sleepy, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep.Qing smiled contentedly, and inserted her fingers into the feathers of the red flames. She took off her coat and wrapped herself in Hong and fell on the bed together.

"green."

"En?" Hearing Hong's murmur, she responded in a low voice.After waiting for a long time, there was nothing to say, only Hong's usual little grunt trembled from his chest.Already asleep?She closed her eyes in peace.

It was at night when she opened her eyes again, her chest felt a little cold, and she habitually felt that there was nothing but emptiness.What about red?She never left herself at night before, except last night, and tonight... Without the warmth of her chest, she always couldn't sleep well, either waking up halfway, or having nightmares again and again.

Qing lit the lamp in the dark, and sat in front of the window. Because of the barrier, the noisy voices outside did not invade the small room. Bring back memories of the past.

It seems like a long time ago, the master always took her to live in the inn in this world, holding a cup of tea, watching the floating life outside the window, sitting for a whole day, ashamed to say, she didn't understand the master at that time What do you think, I still don't understand.

All she knew was that Auntie hadn't returned yet, and Hong didn't know where she had gone.Fortunately, Auntie's cultivation level is very high, so she doesn't need to worry about it. The barrier on Hong's body is still intact. It should be that she went out to be mischievous, so she just waited.

She still doesn't drink much tea in the world, and the kettle on the table is just a decoration. After all, most of the cultivators have a bigu period. If they really want to eat and drink, they can solve it downstairs. Why do they need to replenish water from time to time.

He picked up a teacup in his right hand and played with it in his palm, and before he knew it, it was already dawn.

A ball of light suddenly broke in from outside the window, Qing loosened the palm supporting his chin, and pulled back Hong who was dodging in the air, "Where did you go?"

"What's in your hand?" Qing's eyes suddenly became surprised when his eyes fell on Hong's dangling paws.This scroll is the same as the one seen at the stall during the day in terms of appearance and breath.

"Where did you get it? Go back!" Qingliu thought that Hong must have stolen it, her tone was a little anxious, and she sighed leisurely in her heart.She knew that Hong must have seen that she wanted the scroll very much during the day, so she took the risk to get it for herself.But stealing is against morality, and is despised by the entire world of cultivating immortals. Even a robbery by force is much nobler than stealing.What's more, in this street market where the trade is most closely guarded, Hong will definitely be hunted down if he advances like this.

They are naturally not afraid of being hunted down, but it is very troublesome to provoke people who go to the world of cultivating immortals.

Furthermore, since the man in black can obtain the god-level cultivation technique and know this thing, he must have a good cultivation level. If Hong stole his things, he will definitely be held accountable. After thinking about it, he doesn't know how to end it .

"Are you injured?" Qing suddenly remembered, looking anxiously at Hong's condition.

"No." Hong pouted, turning his face away in pain.She could see that Qing felt that she was a thief, and she looked down on herself, thinking that she couldn't beat that dark guy.

"Return that scroll, I want it in other ways..."

"I didn't steal it, I got it back in a fair and honest way!" Taking advantage of Qing's inattention, Hong broke away angrily, jumped to Qing's eyes and said every word.

"What did you trade for?" Qing didn't suspect that she was lying, but her eyes widened in surprise.There was nothing on Hong's body, and it was cleaner than her own. What kind of scroll did she use? But at this moment, Hong turned her head away and refused to say anything. With her dodging eyes, Qing was even more anxious.

"Where's my hairpin?" While the two of them were staring at each other, the ashen-faced auntie kicked the door open with a bang and entered the room. At this moment, her black hair was scattered on her back, and she was tightly holding the hairpin that was originally stuck in the bun. fan.

Qing actually saw a look of anxiety on her face. After a few months of acquaintance, she thought that there was nothing in the world that could move Auntie's face.Is the hairpin very important?

She looked at Hong again, and when she saw Hong shivering, she cried out in her heart.

"Hong, where's my hairpin?"

Auntie strode over and called Hong's name for the first time, with a cannibalistic expression on her face.

"Take it and change this..." Hong tremblingly rolled the scroll on the table to Auntie's side with his paws, and kept hiding behind Qing's arm.

Replaced the scroll with a hairpin?Qing suddenly recalled that the hairpin was shaped like a sword. At first she thought it was her aunt's unique taste, but now that she thinks about it, it is more likely that it is her weapon. Putting the fairy sword on the top of her head fits her style very well.

The whole story probably happened by now. Last night, Hong secretly changed Auntie’s hairpin to play a prank and hid it. Today, she happened to hear that the man in black would only exchange scrolls if she wanted a fairy weapon, so she secretly used Auntie’s hairpin while she was asleep. The fairy artifact went and changed back.That being said, I have to blame myself.

"Who did it go to? Where did it go?" Auntie gritted her teeth and asked bitterly, her face livid.

That was her natal weapon. After living for so long, she lost everything and forgot everything. The only thing left in her memory was that sword, and all she left for herself was that sword. Take the sword!The little brat is simply lawless, if she can't be found, she will have to be skinned.

"Hong, take us there." Qing figured out what was going on and stood up resolutely, hugged Hong in one hand, and put the scroll in his waist with the other.

"Auntie, Hong just came back, so there's still time to look for it." She pulled the auntie who was obviously out of place and walked out.

"Don't do this again in the future."

"kindness."

The author has something to say:

Red has gone to be a demon~ Although Qing has a good personality, she is not familiar with the world when it comes to God.So the bulk of the mess was handed over to Auntie!

Thinking about it carefully, my aunt is really suffering!It would be nice to go out to eat, drink, and drink soy sauce~~ But I became a nanny... I will still order her from now on!