Changning and He Wanran's external identity is a pair of senior brothers and sisters under the sect of scattered cultivation, their master died ten years ago by fighting with others, leaving only a pair of senior brothers and sisters, the two usually rely on collecting spiritual plants and catching some low-cultivation demon beasts for a living, and their lives are very hard. The identities of the two brothers and sisters are real, but the two died in a battle with the demon beast more than a year ago.

The bones of the two people are still He Wanran converged, she inadvertently passed by that time, and found that they died with the demon beast, and only after turning over the storage bags of the two did she learn the identities of the two, so she buried the two together with their storage bags. She kept an eye on the appearance and identity of the two at the time, thinking that she would be able to have multiple disguise objects in the future, which could be regarded as her reward for burying them, but she didn't expect to use it so soon.

"This pair of senior brothers and sisters is instrument cultivation, senior brother is cultivating the Ziyang Sword, my flying sword can be used with a little camouflage, but this junior sister uses a fire cloud and colorful Xia Jin, it takes some time to refine this thing, and the senior brother has already asked people to refine it, and it will take two days to send it." He Wanran said.

Xuanmen cultivation is nothing more than the practice of qi, several kinds of talismans, instrument cultivation is not recognized by the Xuanmen Sect, is recognized as one of the side door miscellaneous families, but this exercise is the most popular practice among immortal hopeless monks, the so-called instrument cultivation is that the monk at the beginning of the cultivation to refine a natal magic weapon, cultivation and sacrificial refining magic weapons at the same time, and finally the unity of human treasure, the road of immortality.

Changning can't accept this kind of exercise of refining himself into a magic weapon, but it is undeniable that if he can get a good magic weapon at the beginning of cultivation, he can take advantage of fighting with others, so this kind of exercise is extremely popular in casual cultivation. It's just that this exercise has too high requirements for natal weapons, and it needs to be used for two purposes when cultivating, so those who are not qualified and lucky cannot practice it.

"What does the fire cloud look like?" Changning asked.

He Wanran's fingertips flashed, condensing the image of the fire cloud color Xia Jin, which is a colorful red brocade, the color is gorgeous, and the light is brilliant, "The fire cloud color Xia Jin is made of cloud brocade cotton, and at the same time it is refined by collecting the essence of earth fire and the morning and evening glow, which is both offensive and defensive, and can also be used as a flying magic weapon, which is very popular with female cultivators." He Wanran said.

Changning saw this colorful red brocade, took out his red silk and shook it gently, the red silk spread out like flowing water, and Changning hit a few more prohibitions on the red silk, and conjured up a colorful glow, "How about this?" You don't have to bother refining it. If there is a fight, I can use the sun to really fire. ”

"Not bad." He Wanran saw that Changning often used this red silk to defend herself, her divine sense probed slightly, and saw that there was only a cloud and water escape prohibition on it, "He'er, why don't you refine more prohibitions on it?" I see that you often use this magic weapon to protect yourself. ”

Changning thought that this red silk was her own eggshell, she was a little uncomfortable, but He Wanran's words also made her heart move slightly, she looked everywhere for a baby that could withstand the sun and the true fire of Taiyin, but forgot to look for it on herself, the red silk is her own eggshell, and the yin and yang ring is her companion magic weapon, these two treasures should be able to withstand the spiritual fire, right? But can they be sacrificed at will? Changning doesn't have any memory of this, if only he could meet Ao Chu, he might know.

"I can't think of what to do with it for the time being, so I'll leave it alone." Changning said.

He Wanran nodded and said: "Yes, the magic weapon sacrifice is still to wait until the cultivation is Jindan, many of the sect's exercises are only in the Jindan period to have the method of sacrificing and refining the natal magic weapon." ”

Changning secretly wanted to say that, maybe the Nirvana Sutra would have to wait for her to enter the Jindan to have the method of refining the natal magic weapon, and the red silk and the yin and yang ring should not be moved for the time being.

The two cleaned up, dressed up as the pair of senior brothers and sisters, set up a cloud water pocket, and went to another market about a hundred miles away from their residence, the two paid the entrance fee, and put the remains of the demon beasts, herbs, ores and a few brick carvings that looked like jade and stone on the market one by one, and a few huge white demon bones on the stall made people look sideways, and a monk sitting on their left side looked at the tiger bones a few times, and couldn't help but ask He Wanran: "Zhao Daoyou, you haven't been here for a while." "The siblings often come here to set up stalls, and most of the monks who come to this market know them.

He Wanran's pretended senior brother smiled innocently, scratched the back of his head with a fan-like palm, and said, "We met a flame tiger, and we fought with it for five or six days, and it was easy to grind it to death, and I lay down for several months before I got up. ”

"Oh? Your leg bone is that of the Flame Tiger? "Everyone is interested when they hear this, most of the demon beasts' cultivation is below the golden pill, and the demon beasts that have cultivated into the golden pill are basically enlightened, then they are not beasts but monks, the strength of the flame tiger is one of the best among the demon beasts, and the foundation is basically a life of nine deaths when it encounters it, and it can make a fortune if it comes back alive.

"Yes, it's the Flame Tiger, this bottle is its blood, and I still have its tiger skin and tiger tendons here...... I also let my sister marinate its meat! He Wanran enthusiastically put the spoils away one by one, the Flame Tiger is a rare demon beast, and the muscles and bones have a wide range of effects, even the beast meat is a high-grade good thing to nourish the blood, He Wanran shouted, and the monks who were eager to buy rushed up, swept away the Flame Tiger on the stall, and sold a lot of those worthless herbs and ores.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell these brick carvings?" A monk dressed as a white-clad scribe crouched on the ground, looking with relish at the brick carvings that no one had noticed.

"One hundred spirit stones." He Wanran said that in the cultivation bazaar here, the default spirit stone is a low-grade spirit stone.

As soon as this price came out, everyone thought they had misheard, "How much?" The white-robed scribe asked again.

"One hundred spirit stones." He Wanran pretended to be a senior brother and once again showed his signature honest smile.

Changning laughed secretly in her heart, Ah Ying acted like her enough, the junior sister she played was shy and rarely spoke when she was selling.

"Little Daoyou, do you know what this thing is?" The white-clothed scribe asked amusedly.

"I don't know." The senior brother said very simply, and then said with a smile: "But these few things can waste a lot of our thoughts, and we won't sell them without a hundred spirit stones." ”

"More trouble than you fight the Flame Tiger?" The white-clothed scribe raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Almost." The senior brother played by He Wanran is thick on the outside and thin on the inside, but he looks honest on the outside, but he is very shrewd in his real character, and he will definitely not say how they got these brick carvings.

The white-clothed scribe said: "This is a brick carving, generally used to build Taoist temples, these brick carvings should look like thousands of years old, the aura on them is also dispersed, it's not worth much, I just want to buy it back as a decoration, you have twelve here, if you are willing, I will give you a thousand spirit stones, how about you sell me?" ”

The senior brother smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist, I am a rough person, and I don't know what brick carving is, but I can understand the words on the jade slip thousands of years ago, but I can't understand the words on it, so don't fool me." ”

The white-clothed scribe glared and said, "There are so many kinds of characters in the world, you can recognize them all?" Do you know the true monarch of Suizuki? The powerful monk who ascended five thousand years ago, she once created her own script, the Water Moon Script, but now it has been lost, this is the Water Moon Script. ”

! Changning and He Wanran scolded in their hearts at the same time, this is obviously an ancient demon text! "Since it is a brick sculpture left by the Yang God True Monarch, then I want a thousand spirit stones! Maybe there's a cheat book for the Yang God Monk on it! Senior Brother's words made many monks quite moved.

"Little Taoist friend, don't laugh, who doesn't know that the Water Moon True Monarch is cultivated by the ancient Qinglian, and he has the qi of the fairy spirit on his body, don't say that it is a monk like us, even a monk whose body is grass and trees cannot practice the exercises of the Water Moon True Monarch." The white-clothed scribe exclaimed.

"Even if you can't cultivate, it's the treasure of the Yang God True Monarch, so it's good to buy it back and get an auspicious one." The senior brother rolled his eyes and made another excuse.

"Who wants to spend that much money on a furnishing? Then I'll add another 100 spirit stones, 1,100 spirit stones! ”

"No, at least 10,000 spirit stones." Senior brother doesn't let it go!

The two bargained for a long time, the white-clothed scribe walked away, Changning and He Wanran were not in a hurry, still setting up a stall in the market, about an hour later, the white-clothed scribe appeared again, and He Wanran had another quarrel, and finally spent five thousand spirit stones to hug the twelve brick carvings back.

After the white-clothed scribe left, the two glanced at each other, and there was an obvious smile in their eyes, they didn't expect the first day to go so smoothly. The two made a lot of money in this bazaar, and they did not return to their small courtyard, and left the bazaar in a hurry. Naturally, there were several sneaky figures behind them, and the two of them didn't bother to deal with these ill-intentioned monks, so they made a way to escape, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye. Those monks who wanted to kill people and seize treasures were so angry that they only gritted their teeth, and scolded the place where the two left for a long time, and they didn't know where these two people learned the advanced escape method, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

For the next three months, the two brothers and sisters wandered around the market within a radius of thousands of miles near their small courtyard, and every half month, they would go to a certain market to sell the remains of various demon beasts and some ancient cultivation relics. The two of them acted cautiously, they only went to each market once, and each time they changed their disguises, and they left quickly after selling things, and the two of them even modified their natal magic weapons slightly, the senior brother's Ziyang sword became a pair of double hooks, and the junior sister's fire cloud Caixia brocade became a soft sword, and the cultivation of the two of them was also improved compared to before, and the crude swordsmanship was also exquisite, especially the escape method used to escape, which was even more superb, and always threw the monk who was tracking far away.

The way they sold their goods also changed from setting up stalls in the market to selling them to shops, and the prices offered by the shops were more generous, and their purses swelled at a noticeable rate in the past three months. On this day, the two of them once again shook off the monk who was tracking them, and instead of returning to their dwelling as usual, they chose a small secluded cave to stay in for the time being.

"Senior sister, we've sold out of everything we have." Senior brother scratched his head and said.

"That's right! Brother, we have made a lot of money, and we can go to Middle-earth to live in peace! The younger sister diligently counted the spirit stones in the storage bag, and smiled sweetly at the senior brother with her little face, the younger sister's appearance was not delicate, but her temperament was gentle and her smile was sweet, which made people feel good at a glance.

Senior Brother hesitated, "Senior sister, the things in that place are so easy to sell, should we go again-"

The senior sister smiled, and her always gentle voice was a little sharp, "Senior brother, have you forgotten how we came out alive!" ”

"But doesn't the master often say that wealth and wealth are sought in danger?" Senior Brother's deep voice was a little fanatical, "The spirit stones we earn now are only enough for the two of us to barely survive, won't we cultivate when we go back to Middle Earth?" What if we have a baby in the future? ”

Senior brother's words made the senior sister silent, and the senior brother took the junior sister's hand and said, "Sister, let's go again." ”

"But—" The junior sister still hesitated.

"Don't worry, we have the experience of the last time, this time it will not be so dangerous, we are fully prepared to go again this time!" Senior Brother coaxed softly, "Let's go here one last time, bring more things out this time, and after this time, we will go back to Middle-earth and never do these dangerous things again." ”

The junior sister was silent for a long time, and finally nodded in agreement, "Okay!" ”

At the moment when the junior sister nodded, a certain ghost who had always followed behind the two but the two of them never seemed to notice showed a smile, and finally fell for it!

The Yin Soul laughed happily to itself, it didn't know that the pseudo-brother and sister were also smiling happily in their hearts, and the fish had finally taken the bait! How much self-control did it take them to barely hold back the ghost thing that was blown away in one breath to death!