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Ink-dyed clothes soon learned about this wonderful thing, do sisters work together?

Ink-dyed brocade, ink-dyed painting......

Nangong's post-work is really lively!

The slender fingers run between the hair, a few rotations, the bun is obediently entrenched on the top of the head, a golden hairpin is tied to it, the fingertips touch slightly, and a star of golden light travels quickly along the curve of the hairpin, and it never goes around.

Tidy up the robes, control the thousand Fu bamboo cranes, and fly slowly to Guanghan Peak.

At the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period, she could already walk with a sword, but she rarely did so.

Edgeworth is also a science, ink dyeing clothes are obviously not geniuses in this discipline, you can fly if you can't do it, and no one can fall on the sword.

She will only rampage when she gets on the sword, and she must jump down when she gets off the sword, seven or eight times out of ten times she is unsteady on her feet, and her aura is very depleted, and she has to follow the previous flight trajectory to find the flying sword that doesn't know where Biao Fei is going......

Before she passed the swordsmanship, she still honestly used the Thousand Fu Bamboo Crane to walk, for her own sake and the safety of others.

Falling to Guanghan Peak, the ice and snow did not fade the enthusiasm of the guests.

His gaze swept to his palm, and the faint cinnabar sigil still hadn't faded.

Touching the storage belt around his waist, the palm of the ink-dyed robe was imprinted on the five-zhang boulder, the light door was opened, and the monks around felt the slight changes in the aura of heaven and earth.

Of course, to be envious, the palace master of the Hanyu Palace opened up a separate isolation space. For the purpose of Xiuzhenfang City, there are a total of nine gates, which are known and passed. There is only this place in Guanghan Peak.

Mo Dye Yi is a disciple who participated in the construction, so he naturally knows that the infrastructure inside has already been completed, and he will only wait for the night of the celebration to open. At that time, the Qibei Mountains will end the regret that there is no Fang City. The northernmost part of Yanzhou will gradually disappear from the remote and backward phenomenon, and trade has always been a prelude to development.

The Four Spiritual Veins, Fang City, and Hanyu Palace are working hard to connect with the current cultivation realm.

In the future, there will be no embarrassment that Shangzhou will start to sell, and Qibei County will rise after half a year and a year.

"Uncle Shi. The disciple wanted to rent this place. Mo Dye Yi compared the spiritual image in front of him with the real thing in his memory, and finally found the place he had been optimistic about for a long time, and spoke without hesitation.

"Here?" Uncle Guang Hanfeng, who was in charge of registering the lease, frowned, "Only sell, not rent." "I didn't lift my eyelids, and I didn't look interested.

Ink-dyed clothes gritted their teeth, if you want to do business, the old and old people of the sect really don't eat any losses.

Those with a good location are only rented and not sold, and those with a bad location and small are only sold but not rented.

Is. I didn't sell anything when I bought it.

"May I ask Uncle Shi, how many spirit stones do you need?" Tears are in her eyes, those shops that occupy a large area, she can afford to rent them. It can't be kept in the future, only this kind of position is okay, but the door face is only a few steps wide, and the small place that big merchants can't look at is really suitable for her.

"Five thousand standard spirit stones."

Fortunately, it didn't exceed her expectations.

Ning Lao said that he couldn't leave anything for her, but in the end, he secretly left a sum of spirit stones for her, no more, no less than 10,000 standard spirit stones, and if he bought this small shop, he could also support the expenses in the future, etc., and it was enough to start a shop that sold self-refining magic weapons.

"Can it be cheaper?" Ink-dyed clothes asked tentatively.

"No bargaining!" The official tone, the official tone, and the monopoly class are resolutely unpriceable.

"Please check it out with Uncle Shi." Ink-dyed clothes took out one after another money bags full of spirit stones, and every time he took out one, his heart was dripping blood!

Whether you can earn it back, and when you can earn it back, is still a question.

But think about it another way, from today onwards, she can be regarded as a person with real estate, or a commercial house!

Uncle Shi who was in charge of leasing originally thought that he was just grinding his teeth, but he didn't expect that he was really a buyer, although this business was a little cold, but no matter how small the fly was, it was also meat!

A slight smile appeared on his face, and before he could spread, he looked at this person's spirit stone pocket, pulling out one after another, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

One hundred standard spirit stones in one bag, a full fifty bags.

By the way, can't you get a big pocket?!

Uncle Shi, I have a lot of opportunities, is this playing with you Cha Lingshi?

But look up at the poor little girl, who doesn't know where to put her hands and feet, and she really doesn't know what to say, hey! Count it!

"Over there, go and see the rules of the market!" This buried his head in counting the spirit stones and pointed out a place for the ink dyeing clothes.

Hurriedly thanked him and ran away, good guy, who decided this? What about the lack of virtue!

Feelings, this shop pù is not a hammer deal, not to mention that you have to pay taxes every year, you can't buy it, you can't close the door and don't open it, and you will take it back if no one takes care of it for five years, it's too cheating!

The ink-dyed clothes counted with their fingers, sighing, I didn't expect the tax in advance!

Unconsciously walked to his shop, took a few steps back, looked back at the distance he had come, his eyes were bent, and he was quite close to the center. Isn't that just the right street?

Turning around, looking from the direction of the main street, he nodded clearly, I see.

If you open the door from this side, there is only one door left, which greatly affects the image of the other shops on this street.

The ink-dyed clothes pursed their lips, and they didn't go in, they went back and forth outside, and bought a shop, which is also very important.

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The Centennial Festival of the Cold Jade Palace, and their outer disciples were also allowed to climb the Guanghan Peak to participate in the ceremony.

The ink-dyed clothes returned with disappointment, the scene was indeed magnificent, but there was nothing to do with them as outer disciples, nothing more than worshipping when they were worshipping, kneeling when they should be kneeling, listening to the obscure and incomprehensible long sacrifices, the distance was so far that even people couldn't see clearly, and the whole edge was on the edge.

Have you ever seen the tidbits of filming a large production zuò? They are a group of extras who don't need to be paid or receive box lunches.

If people make a mistake, the director will call a card, and the reshoot is, if they have a half-star difference, go directly to receive the punishment, don't even think of it without shedding the skin.

The ritual of sacrifice is just like that, step by step, and there is nothing new.

However, the process of impulsing the sect spirit to the four grades in one fell swoop was very shocking.

It was really shocking, the entire Qibei Mountain Range was constantly shaking, countless spirit beasts were singing and roaring, resounding through the heavens and the earth, birds and beasts soaring into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

What followed was a surging aura, which was not at all of the grade before, rushing in, constantly washing over the bodies of everyone present.

The aura in the air collided with something, and the slightest spiritual light outlined the image of the houses, the wide and smooth streets......

It seemed to be moving slowly, and in a few breaths, it deviated from its previous position.

After a qiē calmed down and the image disappeared, Mo Dyed Yi couldn't hear what the palace master said, but felt that the heartbeat was much louder than the sect boss's voice.

That is clearly the newly built Fang Market ordered by the palace master.,Originally,Is it moving?

In these years, the phone has to be moved, and even the city has to be moved.

Ink-dyed clothes thought of their five thousand standard spirit stones, hey! This money is definitely not unjustly spent! This hand alone is enough of a gimmick to attract people!

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"Sister Dyeing, no business!" Mo Qingyun shook his head and wailed.

Ink Dye Yi was as anxious, but he still sat steadily, "Wait a little longer." ”

Her small shop can be regarded as a scene, the wall on the main street, carved into a painting wall by her, carved is a group of immortals fighting sword drawings, the lines are smooth, the sword intent is cathartic, it is everyone's pen, just this wall, it cost her five hundred standard spirit stones, but it is a bloody cost.

There are a lot of people who stop to watch, the pavement of this street is made of dark red jade, and the painting wall after carving, polishing and polishing is very eye-catching, and through the gap in the middle of the line, you can clearly see the layout of the shop.

A transparent and bright display cabinet in the middle, connected to the top, the roof uses a whole piece of uncut moonstone, the soft light pours down, conspicuous and not dazzling, but also adds a bit of elegance and natural clumsiness, several flying swords in the display cabinet are suspended, the sword edge is sharp, the aura is overflowing, faintly forming an encirclement, the object of the encirclement, is a wooden man wearing a jade silkworm suit, stretching out a hand, as if to resist the attack of those flying swords, and as if to grab one of them, the shape is very interesting.

In the room, there are only two round tables and six stools, refined copper, with a unique black light of metal, which is a little simpler, but if you look closely, the metal tables and chairs look very skinny, and the small space is not so compact.

Ink-dyed Yi sat at the counter, beside her was a slight bogu shelf, just the width of one person, and from her angle, she could see the small door that led to the backyard.

"There are quite a few people coming in," Mo Qingxun boredly circled around the display cabinet in the center, "But no one buys it, Sister Dyeing Clothes, is it too expensive?" Why don't we get cheaper? ”

"No! At this price, love to buy or not! "There is no possibility of negotiation, she has hit the runestone, and it must be counted in the cost, okay, these people don't buy it, they don't know the goods.

It is gold, and it will shine sooner or later.

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