Chapter One Hundred and Nine: Jialing Pavilion

Just when Lan Jingrou wanted to go to him, Yun Ming walked over from the front of the courtyard with his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This person, wouldn't it be to see that she was cultivating and give her a Dharma protector?

Yun Ming glanced Lan Jingrou up and down, making sure that her cultivation was stable, and suddenly waved his hand.

A bunch of colorful clothes rushed to Lan Jingrou, and Lan Jingrou was stunned for a long time before taking the clothes into her arms.

Yun Ming probably bought her a spare one directly, but looking at the belly pocket of the mandarin duck playing in the water facing up, Lan Jingrou's forehead was convex and jumping.

Yun Ming also seemed to think of something, and coughed a little embarrassed.

Lan Jingrou has the heart to find a crack in the ground to get into, who let her clothes ruin a clean ~~~~~

Looking up at Yun Ming with a calm face, Lan Jingrou had a cold face, and quietly stuffed her belly pocket into many clothes, and then walked towards Yun Ming's still intact house.

When he opened the door, he was greeted by heavy dust, and looking at it, Yun Ming hadn't been back to the room for a long time.

casually cast a dust repellent technique, and Lan Jingrou put down a pile of clothes.

Xu was the red clothes she wore when she was rescued by Yun Ming in the blood pool for the first time, and most of the ones Yun Ming bought back for her were also red clothes, mixed with some colorful dresses.

Lan Jingrou picked and picked, and finally wore a red dress.

Among the clothes, there is also a pair of shoes.

"Huh." Lan Jingrou sighed, looked down at Guangguang's toes, and picked up the shoe.

The shoes are a little big, the color is dark, don't think about it, Lan Jingrou also knows that this is not a woman's shoes.

But now I don't have to wear it, and she can't be picky.

Quickly put the shoe on her foot, and as soon as the shoe entered her foot, it instantly shrunk and fit the soles of her feet.

Lan Jingrou blinked, and instantly remembered that most of the monks' shoes were made of demon beast skin and bones, and after being made by someone, as long as they came into contact with the aura, they would automatically adjust the size.

Walking out of the room, Yun Ming was still standing in the courtyard.

She hadn't paid attention to it before, and Lan Jingrou only found out at this time that she could see Yun Ming's cultivation.

No wonder she felt a lot of pressure in the face of this guy, it turned out that she was already in the late stage of Jindan.

Thinking of the Melting Spirit Pill that was still in the Boundless Mirror, Lan Jingrou felt a little sorry, she refined the Melting Spirit Pill to use it for her own impact on the Golden Pill, this inexplicable breakthrough, the Melting Spirit Pill was directly saved.

Yun Ming didn't know what Lan Jingrou was thinking, so he was silent for a moment and suddenly spoke: "We have stayed long enough in Shangzi City, let's go." ā€

Looking up at Yun Ming, Lan Jingrou nodded.

The two walked out of Shangzi City side by side, and Yun Ming sacrificed the big bowl that had not been seen for a long time.

After sitting in the big bowl and flying for a whole month, Lan Jingrou was bored and asked her how long it took to consolidate the golden pill.

Yun Ming shook his head and said that it will not be long, but it will only be three years, and Lan Jingrou will be messy in the wind in an instant.

However, three years is not a long time for monks.

As he approached the city gate, Yun Ming put away the bowl.

Lan Jingrou took advantage of this time to look at the city, the scale of this city is not a little bigger than the city, Lan Jingrou tried to cover it with her divine sense, but the divine sense had just spread to the city gate, and there was a tingling pain in her brain, and her body shook and she almost fell to the ground.

"Don't be so stupid."

There was a sound of Yun Ming behind her, Lan Jingrou rubbed the corners of her forehead, and turned her head to look, but this person had already crossed her and walked towards the city gate.

The longer they got along, Lan Jingrou finally felt that Yun Ming had some popularity.

Sighing silently, Lan Jingrou followed Yun Ming into the city.

The moment before entering the city gate, Lan Jingrou raised her head in a trance, only to see that the wind spirit city was engraved on the city tower.

The mortals who can still be seen in Shangzi City are almost invisible in this city.

As soon as Yun Ming entered the city, he seemed to have a purpose, and went directly to the city.

Lan Jingrou followed for a long time, and when she looked up, there were three golden and swaying Jialing Pavilion characters.

Seeing that Yun Ming had already walked in, Lan Jingrou had no choice but to follow quickly.

"Yun Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time."

As soon as he entered the door, a person hurriedly walked from a distance, Yun Ming raised his eyes to look at the person, and nodded coldly.

The man seemed to know Yun Ming's temperament very well, and he didn't care about his coldness at all, but smiled: "What kind of news do you want to see?" ā€

Yun Ming: "I want to see the news in recent years. ā€

"Then go to the third floor." The man nodded, turned around and went up the corridor to lead the way, Lan Jingrou followed quickly, but was stopped by the two people next to the corridor.

Lan Jingrou's face turned dark: "Get out!" ā€

Because of the previous embarrassment this way, Lan Jingrou was not in a good mood, and when she was stopped at this time, her heart seemed to let go of the gate, and she had not come back to her senses, and she had already come out of her mouth with angry shouting.

The two people who stopped Lan Jingrou were Zhuji Xiuwei, and at this time, Lan Jingrou drank it, and his body couldn't help but rub back a few steps.

The other people in the pavilion seemed to have just come back to their senses at this time, and one after another the figures surrounded them with angry eyes, and after discovering that the person in front of them was a Jindan monk, they all looked up at the person who led the way for Yun Ming.

The man's face froze, but he quickly came back to his senses with his signature smile on his face.

was about to speak, but Yun Ming opened his mouth: "My junior sister." ā€

"Uh." The smile on the man's face instantly became a little subtle.

Jialing Pavilion has been full of people, and he really didn't pay attention to the woman in red who came in behind Yun Ming, covered his lips and coughed lightly: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Still out of the way? ā€

The two people in the corridor were already injured by Lan Jingrou, and when they heard the order, they immediately retreated quickly.

Lan Jingrou frowned, and then slowly stepped into the corridor.

With the previous episode, the person who led the way also seemed to have some respect for Lan Jingrou.

In his eyes, Yun Ming, the little junior sister, is the same as Yun Ming.

If Lan Jingrou knew that she had left such an image in the hearts of others, she didn't know what she would think.

went up to the third floor and looked at the rows of jade slips, Lan Jingrou finally understood what Yunming was doing here.

From alchemy to Lan Jingrou's cultivation, the two of them have not paid attention to external things for decades, and this Jialing Pavilion should be the record of these things for people to see.

It's a great place to come and learn about the big things in recent years if you've been in retreat for too long.

After casually looking at some jade slips, Lan Jingrou lost interest, and after waiting for Yun Ming for a while, she turned her head to look at the person who led the way: "This is only the third floor, what are the fourth and fifth floors for?" ā€

When she just came in, Lan Jingrou looked at the construction of Jialing Pavilion, and on the second floor, she saw that there were some good quality spiritual weapons, which should be a place to sell weapons, and the third floor was the news, and above the third floor, there should be two floors, I don't know what to do.

Hearing Lan Jingrou ask himself, he looked up at Yun Ming, who was walking among the jade slips, and replied, "The upper two floors are the auction venue. ā€

(To be continued.) )