151 Sympathy
Hong Huangba was lying on his back in a pile of wilting spirit plants, and when he saw Tong Xiaoye coming in, he said faintly: "You still remember us!" "She looks like a resentful woman in the deep palace.
Tong Xiaoye sighed twice, and when he saw the withered yellow plants everywhere, he was in a bad mood for a while.
She had gained a lot in the Qionghua secret realm before, and she thought of Yan Tianhan's jealous portable cave, so she thought about opening up her own excavator space, such a big place, even if it couldn't become a blessed land, it would be excellent to make a portable medicine garden.
really planted things in, and she knew that the medicine garden carried by Shenma was all floating clouds!
The reason why the portable space is against the sky is not only because it can hide people, but more importantly, it can produce aura independently, and at worst, it can also absorb aura from the outside world, in short, there is no shortage of aura in the space.
For example, the space of Haotian Tower, because it can absorb the aura of the outside world, the aura in the tower is extraordinarily rich.
And her excavator space, neither of these features are available.
Think about it, even the great god Hong Huangba wants to conjure up a shadow and borrow spirit stones from her, how can those rare spirit plants live well here.
Tong Xiaoye looked at the withered gourd tree, and his white hair was about to grow.
This gourd tree is called Longyinmu, which she dug out from the Purple Flame Valley in the Qionghua Secret Realm, and when she first dug it out, the tree was covered with small green and purple gourds, and the branches and leaves were lush and the aura was compelling, and it was very pleasing.
Now the leaves are yellow, the trunk is cracked, and even the cute little gourd is wilting most of it, and the more I look at it, the more I feel congested.
She also took a lot of lower grade spirit stones and placed them in the spirit gathering array!
"You stingy ghost, just put more spirit stones and make a spirit gathering array. You dug up so many spirit stones, but you are only willing to put some lower grades, this dragon yin wood is also considered a different species in the fairy world, how can those most garbage inferior spirit stones live! Hong Huangba glared at her, not understanding her stinginess.
Tong Xiaoye snapped his fingers and counted for him: "I still have 80,000 middle-grade spirit stones now, but you don't know how high the cost of the cultivation realm is, 80,000 middle-grade spirit stones are equivalent to 500 high-grade spirit stones, what can you do with 800 pieces, you can't even buy a top-grade treasure!" In addition, it is necessary to use it for cultivation in ordinary times, and it is also necessary to use it to buy spiritual talismans and exercises. How can it be done if you raise a tree! ”
In fact, the most consuming spirit stones are the small mushrooms that have a growing appetite. Now the little thing has to gnaw on a piece of high-grade spirit stone every day, seeing that the inventory is getting smaller and smaller, Tong Xiaoye scratches his ears and cheeks anxiously, and even thinks of ways to earn spirit stones in the arena.
Poor Lin Yin was drained of her last bit of savings.
It's just that. No amount of hard work can save the decline of the dragon yinmu. What's more, she dug up all kinds of spirit grass.
Hong Huangba obviously had no concept of spirit stones. Listening to Tong Xiaoye's chattering calculation spirit stone, he immediately waved his hand irritably, and complained: "I've finished reading the novel again." What about the new book? ”
"I said Daxian, you are here to raise flowers and plants, how good it is to cultivate your self-cultivation, why do you want to see these things that come out of YY!" Tong Xiaoye threw out a jade slip unhappily, his big eyes full of disdain.
I thought that when I arrived in the Qianlong Continent, I would no longer be able to buy those wild history miscellaneous talks, Tong Xiaoye also specially brought a lot of them back in Cangling City, but I didn't expect that the novels in the Qianlong Continent were complete and closer to the life of cultivators.
The jade slips of different colors are neatly arranged, and the protagonists in the book are all crazy and cool to get rid of the scum, and there is no shortage of any genre of horse flow, mortal flow, space flow, and Lord Hong Huangba has been completely addicted to the novel and can't extricate himself.
"Ben Jun aims to experience all kinds of things in the world, where can you Nether ants understand!" Hong Huangba happily took the jade slip, and couldn't take care of anything for a while, leaving Tong Xiaoye alone to scratch his hair in the face of the withered spirit grass spirit tree.
It's really not good that the spirit grass can be sold, but that dragon yin wood is dozens of meters in diameter, and the height is even more towering into the sky, and ordinary storage bags can't fit it at all, if she takes it out and sells it, it will definitely make people suspect that she has any superb space magic weapon.
Thinking about it, there is no good way, Tong Xiaoye endured the distress and threw out a bunch of medium-grade spirit stones, and was rearranging the spirit gathering array, when the little monkey suddenly slapped her.
Tong Xiao's ambition moved, and he returned to his shell with a thought.
It turned out that someone challenged him.
She lazily raised her head and looked at the delicate-looking nun in front of her.
The thin melon seed face, the cheekbones are very high, and the big eyes are quite beautiful, but the slightly raised corners of the eyes have a hint of meanness, and they are not easy to get along with at first glance.
What's even more unpleasant is that this person still knows himself!
"Oh, hello Chrysanthemum Fairy!" Tong Xiaoye greeted with a grin, looking like an old acquaintance - isn't this the beauty of the chrysanthemum that was crippled by herself?
The beauty was suddenly furious, and her shrill female voice was a little harsh: "What do you call me?" ”
Tong Xiaoye couldn't help but cover her ears, and her spiritual sense swept her eyes at the list of groups sent to her, and her expression suddenly became solemn; "Hello Uncle Shui, thank you for your love, but Ono knows that he is invincible, so he will admit defeat in this game."
Shui Ningshu was suddenly a little stunned.
Tong Xiaoye couldn't help but shudder in his heart.
Although she didn't know this Shui Ningshu, she had heard of another beauty with a similar name.
Shui Ningrou, the daughter of the head of the Han Ju Dao of the Cui Mo Peak of the Chengtian Sect, has a single spiritual root in the water system, has amazing qualifications against the sky, has a cold temperament and a gentle personality, and has a bumpy and pitiful life, and is one of Qi Zhonglone's favorite harems.
Of course, the last sentence is the most important.
Tong Xiaoye has been coming to Chengtianzong for nearly a year, and he has never seen Shui Ningrou's true face, and it is said that this woman has been in retreat to impact Jindan, and she has not come out for two years.
The original author Qi Fatzi once introduced the life experience of this Shui Ningrou, it is said that she was obtained when Han Ju went out to practice, Han Ju was originally a childhood sweetheart with Fei Peng, the current sect master of Chengtian Sect, but after this battle, after coming back, he quickly married a fellow brother with ordinary qualifications and cultivation, and gave birth to Shui Ningrou half a year later.
And Shui Ningrou's biological father is not a human, but a mermaid power!
Tong Xiaoye can imagine that this Shui Ningrou must have been created by the author to satisfy the fantasy of the mermaid, and it is very exciting to think about it when it is entangled with the gentle and mysterious mermaid.
She came back to her senses and looked at Shui Ningshu with an innocent face: "I don't know what Uncle Shi else commands, if it's okay, I'm going to cultivate." ”
Shui Ningshu originally held her stomach to find fault, but she didn't expect this dead girl to admit defeat without saying a word, the sect stipulates that she must not continue to start after admitting defeat, she has nowhere to erupt with anger in her belly, and immediately scolded: "Stinky girl, who allows you to admit defeat, if you don't fight, you will admit defeat, you coward!" ”
Tong Xiaoye smiled a little embarrassedly, his eyes swept over Lin Yin and the others on the side, and whispered: "Senior uncle, don't say that, there are other senior brothers and sisters!" ”
Although the sound was very low, the monk did not listen to the sound by ear, and no one could hear it clearly at such a distance.
Hu Dabiao didn't react to the other monks who admitted defeat, but Lin Yin's face didn't look good.
Although this Shui Ningshu is a disciple of Han Ju Daoren, his master Wenhua Daoren is also a cultivator in the middle of the god transformation period, which is a small realm higher than Han Ju, and he is also a well-known figure in the sect, where can others be so humiliated.
Shui Ningshu also sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly added: "Senior Sister Lin, I didn't mean you, I just said that this lowly physical cultivation girl, she directly admits defeat without even fighting, which is really a shame for our inner disciples." ”
Lin Yin's face was even more ugly.
This lowly physical cultivation has lost the face of the inner disciple, so wouldn't it be even more humiliating to admit defeat directly to her?
Is Shui Ningshu laughing at Tong Xiaoye, or is she taking the opportunity to sarcastically mock herself?
The more Lin Yin thought about it, the more angry he became, he stood up and shouted, "Senior Sister Shui, we haven't competed yet, why don't we have a game first?" ”
Shui Ningshu's face changed, and she immediately flinched.
Her qualifications followed her father, who died early, and she was an ordinary Sanling root, all relying on her mother's relationship to worship under an ordinary Yuan Infant Elder in the door, and she had taken a lot of pills over the years, and she only reached the middle stage of foundation building, where did she beat Lin Yin in the late stage of foundation building.
Besides, her mother Han Ju Daochang prefers her sister Shui Ningrou, and the magic weapons given to her are all leftovers from Shui Ningrou, how can she fight Lin Yin?
Tong Xiaoye looked at Shui Ning Shu's shrunken appearance, and couldn't help but laugh.
These inner disciples are empty-eyed, and they never pay attention to the little people who have no power and no power to cultivate to a low level, Lin Yin is like this, and Shui Ningshu is the same.
Lin Yin suffered a big loss in her own hands, but Shui Ningshu still didn't know anything.
She didn't want to offend Shui Ningrou for the time being, so she ignored the turbulent waves between the two of them, and directly changed to a remote location, and placed a bunch of dry blue ants to continue cultivating the Divine Refining Technique.
Now that her spiritual sense is comparable to that of a monk in the foundation building period, she must have greatly improved after she builds her foundation.
A month later, the group stage was finally over, and Tong Xiaoye's group won three people, in addition to her and Hu Dabiao, there was also a monk named Wu Meixiang in the foundation building period.
The most amazing thing is that Shui Ningshu, who is very imposing, and Lin Yin, who has a high voice, were both brushed down by Hu Dabiao.
Especially Shui Ningshu, Tong Xiaoye also let her play a game, but I didn't expect it to be so useless.
Hu Dabiao hid behind with an honest face, Tong Xiaoye looked at him in surprise, and the guy was trembling and ran away.
The hundred people who won the foundation building period gathered together, among which only Tong Xiaoye and Xu Zhanming were monks in the condensation period, both of them were half-grown children with pink jade, one stinky fart and the other coquettish, which looked extremely eye-catching.
The eyes of the monk who were ready to challenge lingered between the two of them.
Tong Xiaoye was not surprised to be the first to be chosen.
Challenging her was a monk of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, his nostrils were cocked to the sky, and he looked at her with contempt, Tong Xiaoye was used to seeing this kind of look, so he simply didn't even say hello, wrapped a roll of star branches, smashed the mantis fist gloves, and then gave six dragon legs that were added by the Cloud Piercing Slash, and it didn't take much effort to get him.
It was also extremely miserable, and all the male cultivators were cold.
Since then, no one has challenged Tong Xiaoye.
Xu Zhanming also easily dealt with a monk, and the two looked at each other and smiled, feeling a little sympathetic to each other. (To be continued......) R1292