The porcelain vases on the jade cabinets are of different styles, painted with majestic landscapes, lifelike beasts, and vigorous and powerful words. Each piece of porcelain vase is valuable as a storage type spirit treasure, not to mention the many spirit treasures of various levels still stored inside.

Master Huang Chao walked past the rows of vases and muttered something in his mouth: "I remember that it was placed here, why didn't it have it, or did it put it here?"

stopped in front of an inconspicuous peony porcelain vase, took down the small book next to the base of the porcelain vase, dipped his fingers in the saliva on his tongue, and turned over the pages of the notes he had recorded. While turning over, he muttered to himself: "A good memory is better than a bad pen." ”

Finally found the name of the spiritual treasure he was looking for in the small book, pointed at the wall of the porcelain bottle, and a spiritual sense invaded the space in the porcelain bottle, and the spiritual consciousness looked around among the various spiritual treasures in the porcelain bottle space, and finally locked the Xuanhua board axe that he used when he was young and frivolous in the most inconspicuous place.

The spiritual sense withdrew from the porcelain bottle, the strong light disappeared, and Huang Chao showed the Xuanhua plate axe that was locked by the spiritual sense in the porcelain bottle space, and handed it to Chu Wenxuan with a complicated expression: "This plate axe is the most proud of these spiritual treasures in my youth. At that time, I wielded this plate axe from the broken temple of the vowel to the Mobei grassland, from the blood flowing into a river until no one dared to stop, this axe is still sharpened like clay, today as a teacher will give you this spiritual treasure, in the future, I hope you can also be like the teacher back then, with it to cut down all the injustices in this world. ”

"Thank you. Chu Wenxuan knelt down and took over this brilliant spiritual treasure, this Xuanhua board axe is now the most suitable spiritual treasure for Chu Wenxuan, it is the reincarnation of the ancient giant spirit god, and the Xuanhua board axe used in the previous life, a set of axes is naturally formed in the spiritual sea, although it is only a high-level spiritual method now, under the use of Chu Wenxuan's Taoist cultivation, it can only exert the power of the intermediate level at most, but if it is cultivated properly in the future, it may not be impossible to reproduce the glory of this set of axes in the past and become a god-level spiritual method.

When he climbed the stairs, Lu Fusheng, who was in a lost mood by Chu Wenxuan's plagiarism, stopped in front of a porcelain vase painted with rain hitting daisies, this porcelain vase not only painted the scenery, but also accompanied by a poem on the side: Prosperous three thousand floating scattered, dotted and boundless. The years are like weaving, and I am willing not to wake up for a dream. If the water finally has an end to the source, there is no harm in remembering dreams. Both temples are white, and I don't know that the flowers have fallen when I look back.

Looking at the poems left by the bards on the blue road, he couldn't help but chuckle, and took the booklet next to the porcelain vase, and when he opened the booklet, he could see that the left side of the booklet was marked with the names of various spiritual treasures, and on the right side of its name was a detailed description of the origin and grade of this spiritual treasure.

His eyes quickly read it on the book, and he picked a high-level spiritual treasure that looked more valuable at random and took it out of the porcelain bottle with his spiritual sense, and all the porcelain bottles in the Lingbao Pavilion on the fourth floor could enter the inner space and take out the spiritual treasure, but they still needed to be returned after borrowing. Unlike other sects, there is also a precept elder to guard the storage place of their own spiritual treasures. It's just that Chu Wenxuan has only entered the cultivation world for less than an hour today, where can he know what spiritual sense is released and other simple little spiritual methods that the cultivation world must know, so it is Huang Chao who helped take out the Xuanhua board axe.

Since the establishment of Moshang Xiaodian, Huang Chao has treated these disciples as his own children, although he knows that each of his children has an ulterior secret, Huang Chao and his disciples never ask each other, since they don't want to say it, then they don't have to say it, if anyone wants to say it one day, then just prepare hot wine. Take a sip and wait for the story to be told.

Lu Fusheng, who has been a man in two lives, has also told others his biggest secret, and when he taught Chen An the theory of the business world, Chen An never asked about the source of his knowledge, and he would not ask why Chen An has the ability to remember since he was a child, which is the most basic trust of Moshang Xiaodian.

The bright light was fleeting, and a golden scepter was held in Lu Fusheng's hand, the top of the golden scepter was inlaid with a huge complete diamond, the grip was carved with dragon patterns and hovered upward, and the lower end was covered with red fine broken gemstones.

In that booklet, Huang Chao recorded this Lingbao as follows: In the fifth year of the old calendar, there was a great drought in Jitian, and Yu searched all over the mainland to get something that could solve the great drought in Jitian, and gave it to Naji Catholicism, but the old man still resented me, saying that this was the fruit of the temple's battle against the fire demon. Yu knew that he was knowledgeable, and did not fight with him, so he took this scepter and returned it to the small shop as a warning.

Looking at this scepter full of jewels, sweeping away the depressed mood that was teased by Chu Wenxuan just now, the joyful expression returned to Lu Fusheng's face, looking at Huang Chao who was still saying something important to Chu Wenxuan, as if he was afraid that Huang Chao would see it, he quickly tightened the scepter in his treasure bag. I was also afraid of disturbing the master's teaching to the little sister, so I went downstairs and went back to my house without even saying hello.

When Lu Fusheng returned to the house, he saw that the sixth senior brother Chen An, who was already sitting in his house, had been waiting for a long time, and when Chen An saw the fifth senior brother returning, he asked: "Has Senior Brother Fusheng accompanied the little junior sister to the first cultivation class? Isn't it very bloody, and the master is so ruthless with girls? On the first day, the master whipped me with a rattan whip, and the second day was changed to an iron rod beating, and the third day was ......?"

With a hunch, Chen An would definitely talk about the eighty-first day in his memory, and quickly interrupted: "Shen Yan, tomorrow you and I will go to Bo'an City together, are you ready?"

"That's natural, the paper and ink that need to be used in the city for those days, the elixir for emergencies, and the dry food for the journey have all been prepared. Chen An took out a small note from his pocket and compared whether there were any omissions of the items recorded on it, and said in his mouth: "Senior brother, look, the paper I carry is the best Xuanzhou fine paper, speaking of that Xuanzhou fine paper...... "Chen An's things are stored in his own spiritual treasure, and the storage-type spiritual treasure is the brush that Chen An never leaves an inch of."

"Be cautious, be cautious. As long as you are ready, there is one more thing you have to remember, from tomorrow after you and I go out of the mountain, you and I will have to hide our identities, my identity will be a merchant of the Holy Luo Kingdom who entered Bo'an City to do business and invest, and you will be my cousin, because you want to come out to play, you followed me to Bo'an City. Remember?"

"Remember, Senior Brother Fusheng. Chen An replied with a serious face, and this serious expression appeared on an eleven or twelve-year-old child, which was slightly inconsistent. Chen An never talks nonsense when he is talking about business, and can always point out the mistakes in some details of the plan, and is no longer the naïve child who can only talk nonsense.

Chu Wenxuan, who came out of the tall building, had already received the master's teaching, and looked at the beautiful scenery here outside the door of the first floor of the tall building and sighed deeply, this was not a sigh of disappointment here, but a sigh of uneasiness for the future. At this time, Chu Wenxuan really liked it here, and since she took over the Xuanhua board axe that Huang Chao used when she was young, she had a sense of identity with everything or everyone in the small shop on Moshang.

Thinking of everyone's arrangement, I still need to live in the fourth senior sister these days, and it is easy to determine the mansion covered with purple flannel on the mountain, which is where I need to live in the next few months.

Went down the mountain, pushed open the outer door of the fourth senior sister's house, the senior brothers in the hall had already gone back to busy their own affairs, only the fourth senior sister sat on the chair and danced a silver needle on the skirt shuttle, the fourth senior sister's stillness and movement are all amorous, the silver needle is really dancing in the hands of the fourth senior sister, and the posture of threading the needle is not inferior to those amazing dances that the maiko can dance with all their strength, the Tianxuan dance.

"Little junior sister, I'm back so early. Lin Cailian, who put down the needle and thread, was a little surprised at first, and then returned to her former calmness. After all, I also survived the first cultivation class, and I know what it tastes like. Why is the little junior sister still alive at the moment, there is no blood on her clothes, but no matter how curious Lin Cailian is, she doesn't ask, this is the most basic trust of Moshang Xiaodian.

"Come and take a look at my new uniform, this style is the design that the Fusheng brother just said and me. It's still pretty good-looking. Bite off the extra strand of thread on the silver needle, and beckon Chu Wenxuan to come forward and take a look at his newly made clothes.

The unfolded dress presents a Confucian skirt, with a playful touch of cuteness in the milky tulle top, a high-waisted purple skirt wiped on the chest, a belt wrapped around the skirt as a dividing line, showing the slender legs under the skirt, and the white edge of the neckline embroidered with blue celadon flowers. On top of the purple high skirt, a nine-tailed fox was embroidered with the same color silk thread, licking its paws lazily. No matter how you look at this design, it is ingenious, if it is worn on Lin Cailian's body, it may be more amorous.

And Lin Cailian took out a similar Confucian skirt, the only difference was that her high skirt was not embroidered with a nine-tailed fox, but a puffer fish swimming in a few leaves of seaweed.

Chu Wenxuan, who was not good at losing her temper in front of the fourth senior sister, could only clench her teeth and praise again and again, but shouted in her heart: "Dengzi, wait for tomorrow I will wear this Confucian skirt to collect your body." ”