It's been three days since they came to Qingfeng City, and Zhao Hao, Zhang Wuji, and a few of them have all found here.

Looking at the luxurious room, Zhao Hao's eyes were straight, lying on the sofa made of beast skin, with a look of enjoyment, "Is this the palace? ”

Zhang Bo slapped him on the head, "Look at you like you have never seen the world, give me a sense of energy." ”

"Brother, the store has already brought dinner!" Ling'er poked her head out of the other room.

"Okay!" Zhang Bo didn't care about Zhao Hao, and walked straight towards the other suite.

Because there were more of them, Zhang Bo ruthlessly wrapped up the entire floor. It hurt him for a long time, and that's thousands of taels of silver.

Although I had previously learned from the Qinglian Fairy the exchange rate between the silver used by mortals and the inferior spirit stones used by cultivators

It's about one million taels of silver that can be exchanged for a low-grade spirit stone.

The exchange of lower-grade spirit stones for medium-grade spirit stones is one to one hundred, and so on.

In fact, very few people exchange the medium-grade spirit stones for the lower grades, although the total amount is about the same, but the quality is very different.

It's like comparing a pool of water and a pool of gold in reality.

However, there is no need to use spirit stones before entering the Zhuan Dan realm, because the monks in the Quenching Body Realm and the Qi Gathering Realm all use True Qi.

In fact, it's not that I don't want to use aura, but when I absorb it, I am transformed into true qi by my body.

The comparison between True Qi and Reiki is the same as the example given above.

Therefore, the early stage of the Zhuan Dan Realm and the peak of Qi Gathering are much worse in strength.

Zhang Bo now has a few lower-grade spirit stones and an egg demon ring in his hand, tens of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones and five high-grade spirit stones, plus some materials that seem to be alchemy refiners.

To sum up, that is, Zhang Bo is now very rich.

After having dinner with everyone, I decided to stay here for a few days first, and then decided to wait for Elder Qinglian to come back.

Qinglian Fairy was seriously injured and fell into a coma Zhang Bo didn't tell them, after all, they were all people who had just known each other for a few days, even if they were the same family in the future, it was impossible to be so united now.

There was a hint of suspicion in someone's words just now. It's been three days, and if it's just a normal cover retreat, I'll be back the next day at the latest.

Before going to bed, Zhang Bo also went to the room where the Qinglian Fairy was recuperating from his injuries.

Not surprisingly, she was still in a coma, but relying on the monk's strong self-healing power, she should be able to recover in a short time.

But during this time, Zhang Bo could only support the emotions of these fellow disciples.

Forehead...... No, when did I become a bit like a babysitter?

Forget it, seeing that she indirectly helped her to hide her cultivation, I will reluctantly help her.

............

Zhang Bo lay on the comfortable big bed, without the slightest sleep.

The night here is not as bright as the five lights of the city in the previous life, and the sky is not as red as blood because of the faint light on the ground.

There was only one bright moon above the dark sky, exuding a faint glow.

Only the sound of Ling'er's steady breathing could be heard in his ears.

Ahem, don't think too much, just because my family was poor when I was a child and only had one bed, what should I do?

Do you have to take turns to lay the floor?

It's not that he hasn't tried it, but Ling'er had a fever on the first day of the floor, so Zhang Bo had to take out the money he had saved for half a year and go to the doctor's house at the entrance of the village to buy medicine.

From then on, Zhang Bo no longer dared to let Ling'er lay on the floor.

I can only lay the floor by myself in the summer, and then I have to warm the quilt for Ling'er in the winter.

Although it is a little bitter, it feels much more fulfilling than the ten years in my previous life.

The mentality seems to be much younger, and he is now almost 30+1000 at the age of his heart———— 1000 is obtained by experiencing the life of the egg demon.

In this kind of cultivation world, the mental age of ordinary monks will be much younger than their actual age, and they are not even older than a mortal.

The most typical example is the Qinglian Fairy, whose appearance is an older leftover girl in her twenties, and the inner age of this thing is a little girl less than twenty.

I don't know how she became an elder.

Weng –

Suddenly, a divine soul power came out from Zhang Wuji's room next door, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Bo rolled over and got out of bed, put on his clothes, opened the window, and then jumped out of the room with a slight jump.

Quietly lying on the roof of Zhang Wuji's room, he looked down.

I saw Zhang Wuji sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a long sword in his hand, and cultivating hard.

But Zhang Bo took a closer look, and all the aura he had absorbed was sucked away by the long sword when he was about to enter his body.

And this long sword also exudes a faint halo.

The power of the divine soul just now probably burst out from this long sword.

But Zhang Wuji was unaware.

Would you like to remind him?

Zhang Bo thought about it, and shook his head again, this guy knew at a glance that he was a person of great luck, and if he forcibly mixed in, he might still make a commotion.

At this time, Zhang Wuji looked at the long sword with some awareness.

Immediately frightened, he threw the sword to the ground, but the halo emitted by the long sword became stronger and stronger, illuminating the entire room as if it were daylight.

At this time, a cyan figure floated out from the long sword, "Haha, little doll, it looks like you need help!"

Zhang Bo outside almost fell directly from the roof.