When Tong Jingyan returned to the sect, he was stopped by the little junior brother who was waiting at the gate of his courtyard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Senior brother, the master has been waiting for you in the Huichen Courtyard for a while, come over quickly!" The little junior brother was carrying a lantern, and it seemed that he had been waiting here for some time, and his expression looked a little anxious. The master in his mouth refers to Dong Zewen, and people outside generally call him the pavilion master, and he is called the master within his own sect.

Dong Jingyan nodded, and quickly followed him to the most remote courtyard in the west, which was the courtyard where Shizun lived on weekdays.

Xu was instructed by Dong Zewen in advance, and the two little disciples at the gate of the courtyard saw Dong Jingyan coming, so they directly led him to the study in the inner courtyard.

Although Dong Zewen is the founder of Yuxian Pavilion, he has been in a high position for a long time and is admired by people all over the world, but his life and personality are relatively low-key. Just like the courtyard where he lives, the area is not too large, and it is also in a small corner of the Imperial Immortal Pavilion, and there are not many people around him who usually serve, only a few, and the diet and living are very simple.

After entering the courtyard gate, I walked for half an hour, and I came to the small study in the courtyard, Silanju.

The little junior brother waited outside with a lantern and let Dong Jingyan go in by himself.

Dong Jingyan walked through the front hall and went to the wing room on the right. Although Shizun often stayed in the study, he basically did not read books, but painted in the wing.

"Master." Dong Jingyan stopped at the door and saluted, but did not go in. Through the curtain of the grass stem, he saw that Shizun was painting in front of the desk again, and he must not go in to interrupt him at this time.

Dong Zewen Xu was on the rise, and did not raise his head at all, but held the wolf pen intently and waved it on the drawing paper on the table. His expression was calm and serious, and the little snowflakes and red plums on the painting paper seemed to be lifelike. Under the plum tree, the woman in red who raised her hand to fold the plum technique was as beautiful as a fairy.

After dropping the last stroke, Dong Zewen breathed a sigh of relief, carefully studied the painting, and washed the wolf pen in the inkstone and put it on the pen stand.

"Jing Yan, come in!"? Dong Zewen rolled the paper and called Dong Jingyan, who was standing at the door.

Dong Jingyan nodded, lifted the curtain and went in.

"Is she okay?" Dong Zewen cleaned his hands in the basin on the side, picked up the tea on the table and took two sips.

"It looks pretty good, Xia Hengxuan is recovering well, and it's no big deal." Although Shizun didn't say who it was, Dong Jingyan knew that the one he was talking about was Princess Aixi.

Dong Zewen nodded, looked at a map of Melan hanging on the wall, and said slowly: "Before she leaves here, arrange a few more people to protect her secretly, and there can be no mistakes." ”

Dong Jingyan nodded yes, he knew that Shizun attached great importance to Princess Aixi, and as soon as he received the handwritten letter from her, he immediately went out of the customs and rushed to Haoyue City.

On the day of the election of disciples in the Imperial Immortal Pavilion, Ai Xi got up early, had breakfast with Xia Hengxuan, and was ready to go out.

This day is a big day for everyone in Fairy City, which is even more lively than the New Year, and both men, women and children will take to the streets to watch the grand event.

Liang Bo's family was no exception, everyone packed up and went out together.

Ai Xi is still wearing a white veil, according to Xia Hengxuan's words, this is because she is afraid that other people will peek at your beautiful face.

Because Xia Hengxuan still had to go to a place, Liang Bo left Liang Xiaozhu to take care of the two of them, so he and Hui Niang left first.

"Xia Gongzi, the Hehong Building you said should be the one in front, but now it has been renamed Shenghong Building, and I haven't heard of the relocation of the façade, but there is only that one that is the oldest and oldest in this fairy spirit city." Liang Xiaozhu led the way in front, this Shenghong Building is a shop that consigns spiritual power magic weapons, many monks will take their unused magic weapons to Shenghong Building to consign when they come here, and many people buy magic weapons from there, which has always been a must-visit place for outsiders.

"Hengxuan, what do you want to sell?" As soon as he heard those places, Ai Xi naturally felt that Xia Hengxuan was going to consign things. She was extremely reluctant, how could she do it if she couldn't get in and out, and she would spend it all sooner or later.

Xia Hengxuan shook his head and said, "It's not to sell, I had two spiritual weapons consigned there back then, I'll go and see how it is now." ”

I didn't expect that this time I was not going to buy something, but the time he was talking about was more than 2,000 years ago, and I don't know if the shopkeeper will default on the debt after so long.

When the three of them came to Shenghong Building, there were only a few guests who were looking at the goods, and they thought that those people would go to the gate of Yuxian Pavilion to wait to see the excitement, and they still had the heart to go shopping.

Xia Hengxuan came to the counter, took out a bill from his waist and handed it to the shopkeeper inside.

The shrewd old shopkeeper who looks forty or fifty years old took the bill issued more than 2,000 years ago, and carefully looked at the man in front of him, more than 2,000 years have passed, this guest still looks like a young man in his twenties, and this person is extraordinary.

"Young Master Xia, please wait a while, I'll go to the backyard and ask the shopkeeper to come out." The document has the name of the owner of the item on it. The shopkeeper called the young man to invite Xia Hengxuan and the three of them to drink tea in the cubicle, and walked quickly to the backyard with the bill.

Xia Hengxuan nodded, he didn't go to the cubicle to drink tea, but accompanied Xi to wander around the shop.

"Hengxuan, this storage ring looks similar to the one you gave me! Why is the price tag for 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones, is anyone buying it so expensive? "The price of this Shenghong Building is so messy, the price of a few items I just saw is quite reasonable, why is this so expensive?

Xia Hengxuan smiled and said: "These prices are all set by the seller, there are a lot of nobles who come and go in this Immortal Spirit City, I can't be sure which one will like it, after all, those mortal spirit and vulgar silver are not as good as these things in the eyes of some people." ”

Uh, okay. For cultivators, they all have a persistent energy in the face of spiritual weapons, as long as they look at the right eye, money is not money, they only value these things in their eyes.

Isn't the former handsome guy Xia the number one person? It's just that now it's imperceptible by itself, and it's better than before.

Half an hour later, a hunchbacked white-bearded old man came out with a dark red wooden box, and he was followed by the shopkeeper who had just sat in the hall, thinking that this was the inner shopkeeper in his mouth.

"Young Master Xia, please come here." Hu Suqing opened two small hanging eyes, stroked the white goat's beard, and asked Xia Hengxuan to go to the compartment to talk in detail.

Xia Hengxuan nodded and pulled Ai Xi in together.

Since the guests want to bring someone in, they have no opinion. After the two sides sat down, Hu Suqing took out a thick sheepskin ledger from the box in his hand, and carefully flipped through the past documents given by Xia Hengxuan.