Xuan Miao'er felt bad, took two steps back again, and arched her hand at one of them: "I've seen the second son!" ”

Mo Lingfeng suddenly laughed, "You are a girl, how can a girl's family salute like this?" ”

Xuan Miao'er pouted, the old beggar didn't teach her, not to mention who stipulated that women couldn't bow their hands? He bowed his head and was silent, protesting silently. I just love to bow like this, what are you going to do?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Lingfeng threw the lily of the valley in his hand with a smile and said softly, "The little girl's name is Xuan Miao'er, right?" What a name, mysterious, some things in the world are so wonderful! ”

The corners of Xuan Miao'er's mouth twitched again, and she sneered: "This person is sick, right?" ”

"My eldest sister is a true genius, Shan Mu Linggen, who was accepted as a closed disciple by the Danfeng Peak Master of the Sunset Sect. That elder is an alchemist, the only pity is that the eldest sister has no spiritual fire, if she finds the spiritual fire, she has the purple ginseng qi on her body, and becoming an alchemy master is just around the corner.

Otherwise, the house would not have been so excited when she heard the news that she was coming back, and the eldest lady was about to faint with joy. Even the lord of the castle is smiling from ear to ear! After Mo Lingfeng said this in a declarative tone, he looked straight at Xuan Miao'er.

Xuan Miao'er was twitched by the corners of her mouth, "This, what does this have to do with me?" ”

As he spoke, he turned around and left. She is an immortal cultivator recruited by the City Lord's Mansion, and she is not a subordinate, so she can't grovel to anyone, so she should go!

"I heard that you inquired about purple ginseng back then?"

A sentence successfully stopped Xuan Miao'er's footsteps, she was stunned for a moment, then turned around and grabbed her head and smirked: "Doesn't Mo Ergongzi know?" Peony got two more spiritual ginseng plants for the city lord's wife, and I also listened to others about the purple ginseng. I heard that eating can lead to long-term cultivation, and Miss Mo only became a genius of Shan Linggen after eating two plants. I also wanted to ask where the purple ginseng was dug and wanted to try my luck there. ”

Mo Lingfeng smiled slightly, "Really?" Don't inquire about it in the future. This matter is a taboo in the City Lord's Mansion, who doesn't know the preciousness of purple ginseng, and it is not easy to force people to sell one, and she even has to take another one inch by inch. The poor family of three was forced to jump off the cliff, it was nine cold days, and under the cliff was a thousand-year-old ice, so it was strange if they didn't die. ”

Xuan Miaoer's face changed slightly, it turned out that the first purple ginseng sold by her parents was also forced.

Mo Lingfeng saw that her face had changed, so he smiled more casually, stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I don't blame you, who made you careful, but it's not small." The Lord's wife is not that easy to deal with, but I can help you. ”

"What do you mean?" Xuan Miao'er chuckled in her heart and retreated again and again.

Looking at Mo Lingfeng again at this time, I found that this person's smile was extremely insidious, just like Mo Tianqi, it was uncomfortable, no wonder it was father and son!

Mo Lingfeng said: "What are you afraid of?" Those who cultivate immortals like us have to move forward bravely, otherwise how can we cultivate the Great Dao? The city lord's wife is the daughter of a small city lord in the cultivation realm, and she has been happy with the city lord since she was a child, but the city lord's qualifications are not good, and it is difficult to enter the eyes of the Mo family's descendants if she can't marry Dan within a hundred years, so she volunteered to come to Rock City.

Do you know what Iwaki has to offer? The city lord is still one step away from being able to get married, what does it depend on? You and I join forces, and I will sue you. ”

Xuan Miao'er was even more scared at this time, what does this person mean? Does she know where I came from? No one but the old beggar knows about it.

"I, I don't know what you're talking about." She wasn't going to listen any longer, so she turned around again and walked briskly!

"Ahh

But the next moment, Xuan Miaoer seemed to hit an invisible wall, and after falling to the ground, she covered her forehead and shed tears, "What is that?" ”

Mo Lingfeng smiled and waved his hand, and said in surprise: "So you don't know that I stepped down a small formation just now?" Oh, by the way, you are only at the third level of Qi refining, and naturally you don't have divine sense, and you can't feel it without divine sense. Not to mention Tianyan, hurry up and go back to cultivating, little girl, Miss Mo has already refined her qi to perfection. ”

Xuan Miao'er walked back with the big bag on her forehead, extremely depressed in her heart, this person was extremely dangerous.

But she knows what the eye of heaven is? At this time, she desperately hoped that Lin Qing would wake up early, she really didn't understand these little common sense.

Just a few steps away, I heard someone talking to Mo Lingfeng again.

"Second brother, you are so idle. I don't know if the eldest sister is coming back? If you have nothing to do, you go to help your mother, and if you have nothing to do all day, it's no wonder that you are scolded by your father every day. ”

Mo Lingfeng sneered: "I'm busy, don't you see the flowers over there wither?" It's time to water. ”

"Humph! No wonder your father and mother don't like you, and you still cultivate the avenue of virtue with this virtue? I think it's hard to build a foundation. ”

Mo Lingfeng said again: "That's better than you always spending time on women's bellies, you can pass on the lineage from generation to generation, what else can you do?" I'm useless, but I'm higher than your cultivation. ”

"You ......."

Xuan Miao'er could hear that it was Mo Lingyun, the third prince of the City Lord's Mansion, that is, the third prince in the mouth of Peony.

At this time, she very much agreed with Mo Lingfeng's words, Mo Lingyun also had a good background, and the others were useless, and could only be passed down from generation to generation. I heard that there are five or six concubines around me, and this doesn't include peonies.

Regarding their grievances, Xuan Miaoer did not plan to intervene. She has to cultivate, and Miss Mo Danying is already a great consummation of qi refining, and for Tianling Root, building a foundation is a certainty.

How could she beat her without cultivation, how could she avenge her parents? And the old beggar's hatred! Time waits for no one, we can't play like this anymore.

When I returned to my room, I had eaten and drunk enough and began to meditate and practice until midnight.

In the middle of the night, the candle flame in Xuan Miaoer's room was bright, and she was in high spirits at this time, holding a cinnabar pen and practicing drawing talismans on ordinary paper.

The first thing to draw is the fire charm. She has a fire spirit root, so she can naturally draw this kind of talisman.

There are many kinds of fire talismans, the most common ones are fire bomb talismans, fire wall talismans, rocket talismans, etc., which are all small spells that can be used in the early stage of qi refining.

Xuan Miao'er can only use fire bomb techniques, and she can only draw this kind of spirit rune first. She mixed her spiritual power evenly in the cinnabar, and recalled in her mind how to draw the fire bullet talisman that she had already familiarized.

Where to turn, where to pause, these strange symbols took shape in Xuan Miao'er's mind, and then the cinnabar pen moved.

The appearance of Xuan Miaoer's drawing talisman is really like that, with the style of a great calligrapher, it can be said that the pen is a dragon and snake, and the momentum is thousands!

Soon she smiled, because she saw the aura in the cinnabar moving, and then turned around and closed with Qibi.

"Hah, it's done." Xuan Miaoer picked up the pen and boasted: "This is the dragon of the pen...... Snake! ”

Before she could finish her sentence, "Whew! "All of a sudden, the ordinary paper caught fire, and the fire was so great that even the table suffered!