She entered her cave mansion, and chose this area because it was remote and clean, and it occupied a lot of land, so she simply cleaned up, she took out the futon, and sat down, in addition to a lot of yellow and white things, there were also some spirit stones in the two storage bags that Senior Brother Gu threw to her, and there were many books in them.

Zhang Lingya piled up in the cave one by one, vacated a storage bag with yellow and white things, hung them around her waist, and those spirit stones were all included in her ring, and there were 2 more storage bags, one of which contained some miscellaneous magic weapons that she couldn't use, the storage bags of these two Jindan monks were really shabby, there was no decent magic weapon, that is, the refining material was a few pieces of zinc-containing iron, which was not worth much spirit stone, and she couldn't wear the magic robe, which was the most eye-catching kamikaze boots, and it was also a smell. Zhang Lingya also plans to deal with it.

In fact, she knew some things as early as in the town, and she also read a lot of individual books, there were very few exercise books, most of them were miscellaneous travelogues, and she had also wavered in the legendary stories and love stories that she told, how much she wished that she could meet such a beloved, but unfortunately the reality was really cruel, her thoughts kept drifting away, and suddenly remembered that she didn't know if Senior Brother Zhong was back, and whether he was still pretending, she came back without a head and no brains, and she didn't inquire, thinking of this, she decided to go to the Formation Fu Peak tomorrow to investigate。

At this moment, the portrait of the master that he had taken from his brother's room trembled, floated up automatically, spun around, and finally found a place above what he thought was above it, and hung it up by himself.

The corners of Zhang Lingya's mouth twitched, but she also said respectfully: "Apprentice greets master." ’

It's also a wonder that paintings can talk. I saw that the mouth of the person on the painting moved, and his eyebrows were also moving, and he said: "Apprentice, why don't you put incense offerings, do you know that the teacher needs incense offerings, and in the future, there will be three pillars of incense every morning and evening, and there must be no mistakes" Without waiting for Zhang Lingya to answer, he continued: "It seems that your senior brother and sister have left here, and now you are left alone, Hua Guduo, and the things here will be handed over to you in the future." ”

Zhang Lingya replied: "Yes"

"Flower bones, I smelled the aroma of wine for the teacher, and there are a few jars of good wine buried 2 miles away from you, so I will bring them to the master. ”

Zhang Lingya was bitter, and thought silently in her heart, Master, this is the Tianyun Sect, not a rural town. She was guilty of slander in her heart, maybe the person in the painting seemed to be displeased, grabbed Zhang Lingya's arm and threw it out with force, but the aftermath was still hovering in her ears.

"Send you to the teacher, right at your feet"

Zhang Lingya's pace was unsteady, but she still sat down, she sniffed hard, there was no smell in the air, where did the smell of wine come from. When you get up, you find that the soil here does seem to be looser than the soil in other places.

Immediately threw it on the spot, as expected, threw out 5 jars of wine, but the wine did not float out, she put away the wine with a storage bag, and buried it again, the original soil was not enough, she brought back some soil to bury it. She thought she couldn't find it, so she returned to her cave house leisurely.

The unreliable master shook up directly in the painting, looking at that posture, it seemed that he couldn't wait, Zhang Lingya took out a jar of fine wine very righteously, just opened, the wine was full of her cave, and the master was unceremoniously sucked like a dragon absorbing water, the person in the painting floated red, seemed to be still shaking, he spit out a jade slip from his mouth, and a few stones disappeared in the painting.

Zhang Lingya drank a few more times with her fingers, she was also a gluttonous insect today, the ghost made a god, and also opened a jar, the wine was fragrant, she took a sip with a bowl, and found that the taste was really good, so somehow, she drank a few more bowls, the more she drank, the more delicious she felt, the key to this wine aura is very strong, so she kept drinking a few bowls, maybe she drank too violently or what, her consciousness became more and more confused, dizzy and fell asleep, Feng Qing in the body finally woke up at this time, it was on the second floor of the tower, flapping its wings, the three feathers on the head grew spirit feathers, colorful and very good-looking, looking at her body also grew some colorful feathers, it proudly walked around the tower, shrugged its nose, and went out of the tower.

It came out and saw Zhang Lingya coming to the side like mud, and half a jar of fine wine, it was very excited, the aura of this wine was really strong. It shook its feathers, stomped to the side of the wine jar arrogantly, and was about to stretch out its head to enter, but was knocked unconscious by something unknown, Feng Qing was extremely annoyed, and when it saw clearly, it found that it was a white cat, and she spat out: 'You dead cat, dare to touch Lord Ben, look at me, how to clean you up'

With a "meow", Yunmeng Cat flew up in the cave with the wine jar in his arms, licking the wine with his tongue from time to time. Feng Qing can't fly yet, so she can only breathe fire, the worst is Zhang Lingya, because she doesn't know who she sleeps, the two pets are in full swing in the cave, and they burn Zhang Lingya from time to time, fortunately, Zhang Lingya and Feng Qing have a contract, otherwise, it is very likely to be burned to ashes.

Zhang Lingya felt that her whole body was hot and unbearable, she felt that she was burned by the fire and couldn't be confused, so she opened her confused eyes, there were still flowers in front of her, fiery red, she shook her head vigorously, and used her skills to sober herself, but unfortunately she felt that the fireworks were chaotic, everything was blurry, she could only pinch herself hard, making it more sober, or blurry, and the involuntary nonsense in her mouth was completely out of control.

Feng Qing and Yunmeng Cat are in full swing, where to take care of the safety of the owner.

Yunmeng cat seemed to have played enough with Feng Qing, and disappeared into this space with a meow, it went back to Yunmeng to drink, Feng Qing could only scream in the cave, it screamed for a while, came to Zhang Lingya's side, once, twice, counting.

I don't know how much time passed, Zhang Lingya woke up slowly, she found that she was sore, her face was swollen, she just regained a trace of clarity, she felt, pop, her face no longer felt pain, the next number made her unforgettable for life, thirty-four thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight. Zhang Lingya's brain was instantly congested, and before she could speak, she snapped another wing, three ...... , Before Feng Qing finished speaking, Zhang Lingya looked at Feng Qing with fire-breathing eyes, and Feng Qing flapped his wings and ran quickly towards the cave before he finished speaking.

Zhang Lingya was looking around, it was scorched black, and only the futon under her body was left with the magic circle, and all the others turned into ashes, looking at the paintings, where they were still hanging, but the bear was a little darker, looking at the body, she couldn't imagine what was happening, she roared and yelled: "Dead bald chicken......"

After yelling, she found that her throat was dry and unbearable, and there were many books that had not been organized, all of which were burned by this guy, and she swore this time that she would break the contract, no matter how rare it was, she would not be rare, and she would still live well and freely without it.

For several days, there was no trace of Feng Qing again, Zhang Lingya coaxed Feng Qing with good words, it seemed that the stone sank into the sea, there was no response, the face has basically been swollen, but the red mark is still there, she sorted out the cave again, and the master's painting has also returned to its former color, she has studied the paper painted by the master for a long time, the paper can still resist fire, or the real fire of the phoenix, which is one of the three strange fires in the world.

The jade slip that the master threw to her was also destroyed by this fire, but fortunately, the few black stones that the master gave her were really hard, and it seemed that they had absorbed a lot of Fengqing's true fire. It became a little darker, and she carefully collected 3 black stones.

Today I can finally go out to see the sun, the paper man has sorted out here, and has received a lot of spiritual rice, Zhang Lingya is full of joy, put it in the storage bag, and the individual elixir has also been harvested, Qingfeng gave her a total of 2 sets of medium-grade protective clothing, and now only this set of clothes with a hole is left. Helplessly, her needlework is really ugly, her clothes are wrinkled and wrinkled, and the key is like a centipede lying on her arm. I took a picture of my face by the stream, it was much better, but it was still a little abnormally red, and she was going to the deacon hall today to get the sect's clothes for emergency. After cleaning up a little, he left with his sword.

When she came to the deacon hall, there were really many fellow disciples who received benefits, and she only received 2 sets of ordinary robes in the door as usual, 3 bottles of Peiyuan Dan, and one bottle of Yangxi Dan. The spirit stone was deducted as usual to repay the debts of the sect.

She suddenly felt that she was so poor, this was not the way, everyone knew that cultivation not only required hard cultivation and cultivation, but also required a lot of resources. When it comes to resources, she has a headache, she didn't feel anything about the relics of her master before, but now she feels more and more stretched. It's really two big. There are many new disciples in the door, and Zhang Lingya is almost unfamiliar with them. It's really hard to practice.

She sighed bitterly all the way, and on the one hand, she tried hard to make money on her own. At present, what can be done is alchemy, as well as selling purple gas, and selling purple gas. As long as there are spirit stones, the purple qi will be endless. These things need a reliable partner, and a figure flashed in her mind, to Tang Qingfeng, it was him, so she didn't pack up and hurriedly came to the sect to visit the market. She remembered that Yipinge seemed to be the Tang family's industry, I don't know if it was, she came to the door of Yipinge, and was about to step in, when she was stopped by an average-looking Xiaoer, his villain's eyes looked at Zhang Lingya and said: "Do you know what kind of place this is, not everyone can consume it, whether the fairy wants to go in can think clearly." 'Eighty percent of the two is to see the patched clothes she was wearing.

Being said by Xiao Er, Zhang Lingya was secretly annoyed in her heart, so she took a few deep breaths and said slowly: "Trouble Xiao Ertong to pass on the shopkeeper of your store, Zhang Lingya asks to see Tang Gongzi, Tang Qingfeng."

The confusion on Xiao Er's face was seen by Zhang Lingya, but Xiao Er hesitated a little, but turned around and went to the inner hall. "It's this fairy"

The big man walked over and said in a rough voice: "It's you looking for Sajia, is there anything wrong with the girl?"

Zhang Lingya stood up and looked at the man in front of her, she said hesitantly, "May I ask if you are Tang Qingfeng, the owner of this store?"

"I am the shopkeeper of this store, how can the owner stay in a small visit to the market, may I ask the girl what is the matter with our owner, in fact, looking for the owner is the same as looking for me"

There was no contempt between the words, Zhang Lingya felt that looking for Tang Qingfeng and this steward was the same, so she explained her intentions, the big man was stunned, and after a while, he still said kindly: "Girl, I know what you mean, isn't it just to sell the stolen goods, for the sake of the owner you know me, you take out the things and I'll take a look, how many spirit stones are straight, I will convert them to you." ’

Zhang Lingya was embarrassed for a while, she was not hypocritical, took out those things, the big man looked at the piles of things on the ground, he also looked through them carefully, there were nothing valuable, not worth a few spirit stones, so he hesitated and said: "Fairy, these things are not worth a few spirit stones, or these are converted into a total of 30 lower grade spirit stones." ’

Zhang Lingya also knew that she couldn't use these things, and she happily responded to how many spirit stones she could convert. Selling purple gas must require a reliable person to operate, otherwise it may bring disaster. So she didn't mention it again.