(Thank you for the pink of the classmate who is in a good mood on a cloudy day~!) O(∩_∩)O~ The number of words in this chapter is less, and I will make it up tomorrow~! ）

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The ink dyed clothes made the bow of the sword into a spirit tool, using the spirit stone as the driving force to ensure a high rate of fire and balanced damage.

She has rune support, the latter of which means little to her.

In addition to the card slot for the sword, there is another mechanism, which can shoot out a light sword condensed by spiritual power, mixed with some wind shadow stones, the light saber glows with a clear and innocent faint light, with some wind characteristics, uninhibited, elusive, and the trajectory of the shot is not a straight line, and it is not easy to determine its final landing point.

Inlaid with medium-grade spirit stones, you can shoot out thirty lightsabers, and the ink dyes the clothes and endure it, it seems that the utensils used by the cultivators are not burned, and there is no one who does not burn money, burns and burns, and is used to it.

"Mo Daoyou, is Mo Daoyou here?"

"It's tomorrow morning, Daoyou, what's the matter, that flying sword is not satisfied?" Ink dyed clothes walked from the backyard to the front, and when they saw someone, they were a little surprised.

This Daoist friend tomorrow morning is a casual cultivator, appeared in the market a while ago, walked the streets to find some low-priced goods, soft grinding and hard bubbles to bargain with people, and then took to the central area to set up a stall, with a three-inch tongue, fooling people to buy at a high price.

The self-refining workshop of ink-dyed clothes is also well-known among the monks in the Qi refining period, but the things in the store are a little expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to consume them, so she is the kind of model who either doesn't open and eats for three months. ~

A few days ago, he found her tomorrow morning, and the low price could not be discussed, so he came up with a way to cooperate, he mortgaged a part of the spirit stone, took the flying sword first, and after selling it, he took half of the commission on the basis of her marked price, of course. This style can't be placed in the ink dyeing shop, and he publicizes it. It's just a limited edition, and as for how much he sells, it's not about ink dyeing.

This kind of marketing method makes the ink-dyed clothes very intimate. Yes, I happily agreed. Tomorrow morning picked five or six days, the ink dyed clothes were tired, and finally settled on the wind sword, this flying sword pursues the high attack of strength, which is very in line with the primary requirements of the monks in the current Qi refining period. High attack and high speed, not ordinary and comparable, a small ink-colored flower vine on the tip of the sword is her exclusive mark, graceful and graceful, similar to the word "clothes".

"Satisfied, how not satisfied!" Ming Chen smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, "The sword of the wind the day before yesterday has been sold, no, I'll settle it with Mo Daoyou." Take two more handles. ”

"Two handles?" Ink dyed clothes raised their eyebrows, it seems that the last wind slashing sword has not been sold.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry to trouble Mo Daoyou." When the seller is mighty. ~ Buyers are very low-spirited, especially the monopoly state of ink-dyed clothes.

"Tomorrow morning, Daoist friends, wait a minute." Ink dyed Yi smiled slightly, moved the lotus step lightly, and turned back after a while, there were two slashing winds in his hands, and the obvious ink-colored marks on the tip of the sword were clear at a glance.

Pay with one hand, deliver with the other.

Ming Chen left in a hurry, weighed the spirit stone bag in his hand, turned back to the backyard, poured out the spirit stone, classified it according to its attributes, and put it into the storage belt.

A large chest in the refining room was wide open and filled with Wind Swords, but the difference was that the tips of these flying swords did not have the exclusive mark of ink-dyed clothing.

"Is the store there?" There was a sense of caution in the voice.

Mo Dye Yi couldn't help laughing, all the low-end goods sold in her shop, and the most people who came to the door were monks in the Qi refining period, and the desire for flying swords had no boundaries for cultivation, and many monks with less than nine layers of cultivation would be embarrassed to come to the door, either directly or tactfully, just to inquire about the specific price of the flying sword.

At first, most of these people were surprised by the high price of the flying swords in her shop, but gradually, there was a little more awe and longing in the eyes of these people.

Who doesn't know that the flying sword she shot with her ink-dyed clothes is the best among the middle and lower grade magic weapons in this Hanyufang City, and there is no one.

Like a fresh bud after the rain, when the dustless woman appeared in front of her, the little monk who came in boldly forgot to breathe.

"This junior brother, do you want to see the flying sword?" The voice is soft and sweet, and the smile is soft.

"I ...... I ......" The little friar instantly became stumbling, his face flushed, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, he looked at the door one by one, and subconsciously wanted to leave this place.

"Coward!" A clever little ghost jumped out from behind, glared at the little monk with hatred, raised his head, and said uncontrollably: "We are here to collect protection money!" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Can you not be funny? Are there still underworld forces in the cultivation realm?

Looking at their clothes and ages, it is clear that they are the latest newly recruited outer disciples, from Izumo Peak?

"Two junior brothers, aren't you joking? You guys...... Protect me? She pointed to the thin and thin little bodies of the two little ghosts, which were not much different from her, but her cultivation was there, and it was not a matter of minutes to clean up these two children.

"If you want peace in the future, spend money to eliminate disasters, senior sister!" The kid who came in later looked quite delicate, and his face was fierce, revealing a bit of amusement.

Mo Dyed Yi shook his head with a smile, "Two junior brothers, let's go back and practice hard, and when we achieve something in the future, at least ...... I want to have a weapon in my hand that can scare people, and then I will come to negotiate if my senior sister wants you to protect me, okay? ”

"Senior brother, let's go." The little friar, who had come first, whispered.

"Do you want to go back and get beaten?" was called junior brother, took a sharp breath, and said loudly: "Senior sister has also heard of the name of our Izumo Peak, no one controls the head, and acts arbitrarily, what is out of line, the senior uncles in the inner door push each other around, no one cares, the senior brothers have the strength to make a mission, and there is a lot of idle work, if you practice in front of the senior sister's door, it will not be good if it affects the senior sister's business, what do you say, senior sister?" ”

Sharp teeth, but there is a pair of barefoot people who are not afraid to wear shoes.

"You two little ghosts," the ink-dyed cloaks nodded in the air, "and go back, if you want protection money, call the person you say is the one who counts." ”

She didn't miss the words that went back to be beaten, she didn't want to embarrass these two little points, although she only guarded this acre and three points of land in Fang City, but the surrounding shops, from time to time, will still communicate with each other, Izumo Peak's outer door, she has heard some, it's nothing more than some outer disciples who can't get by, in the name of collecting protection fees, earn some spirit stone subsidies, Izumo Peak has the most physical cultivation, it's really like the little ghost said, there is a lot of strength, the body is very strong, and after beating people for three or two days, they can't make a fuss, it affects business very much, It's annoying, it's better to spend a little money to buy peace.

Hanyu Palace's attitude towards these people is what is really worth pondering, turning a blind eye and pretending not to know, such an ambiguous attitude is the real reason why merchants are willing to spend spirit stones. (To be continued)