Those who cultivate ice spiritual power will be burned by the flames on their clothes; Cultivators with fire-based spiritual power will be attacked by ice-based cultivators.

If it is neither, it will be rejected by these two spiritual power attributes and will be harmed at the same time.

This is also what makes this dress an excellent work - because in addition to its amazing defensive power, it is also because of the restraint of spiritual power, which has caused the Yun Clan's inheritance for thousands of years, and the clothes have never had the active attack power.

At the same time that the girl sensed that Song Qingxiao was an ice-based spiritual power cultivator, she took out the dress for a while, and said the origin of the dress, but she forgot to remind Song Qingxiao not to touch it with her hands without preparation.

As soon as her words of reminder fell, she saw that Song Qingxiao's hand had already touched the dress.

The cold flames that lingered on her clothes spread out like a pale blue mist as she touched it, slowly engulfing her fingers.

The two originally aggressive forces seemed to be very peaceful at this time, and they did not hurt the guest's hand, but instead lingered meekly between her palms, floating on her snow-white wrists.

The girl's expected screams of exclamation did not sound, and I wonder if it was because the guest's cultivation was enough to resist the damage of the cold flames, and the hand smoothly held the dress in the box in the palm of his hand.

The pupils of the "......" girl shrank slightly, and the expression on her face quickly changed, adding a little more solemnity and respect.

As the girl said, the dual attributes of ice and fire in the clothes quickly resonated with the spiritual power in Song Qingxiao's body.

The power of the flames in her body, which was originally suppressed by the power of the ice system, seemed to be faintly active for a few points at this time.

This piece of clothing that was cut out by mistake in Yunjin Bao Clothing Workshop, but it has not been sold for a long time, seems to be specially tailored for her at this time.

Song Qingxiao touched and touched, and the more she looked at it, the more she was bound to get this dress.

"How do you sell this?"

She rubbed the delicate and soft fabric with her fingertips, and turned her head to ask the girl who was already stunned at this time.

"Huh?" The girl quickly came to her senses at her words, and her face was sad.

She didn't expect that this dress would meet the buyer by mistake today, and when the price was mentioned at this time, the girl forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart because Song Qingxiao picked up the clothes, and pursed the corners of her mouth in some embarrassment:

"I don't know ...... either"

As soon as she said this, she herself may have felt a little embarrassed, and showed a hint of an apologetic smile, explaining:

"I need to ask the elders."

This set of dresses came from the hands of the Yun family, whether it was from feeding silkworms, weaving silk or later cutting clothes, it took a lot of effort from Dong Qin and Yun's family, and it was not an ordinary thing.

Although it became a work that the producer did not want to mention, it has remained in the Yun family.

But the reason why it hasn't sold for decades is not only because of its contradictory properties, but also because it's extremely expensive.

The girl was a little embarrassed and took out a communication device, but she didn't know what to say to the other side.

"Wait a moment, I've informed my mother, and she'll come and tell you herself."

Song Qing nodded and looked at the various clothes in the small pavilion for a while.

After about a quarter of an hour, her consciousness sensed an aura that was quickly coming this way.

After a while, only a gust of incense wind hit, and a beautiful woman about thirty years old lifted the bead curtain and entered the pavilion.

The woman's face was somewhat similar to that of the girl, but there was no anger or self-authority between her expressions.

Judging from the aura it revealed, her strength had at least reached the realm of distraction.

As soon as the woman entered, she swept her eyes and took in the situation in the pavilion.

The situation girl had already communicated with her in advance, and her eyes looked at Song Qingxiao for a long time, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she became cautious.

"The guest has a fancy for this dress?"

She smiled and asked Song Qing softly.

Song Qing nodded slightly, and the woman's face showed a little embarrassment.

"My daughter must have told you that this dress is from my eldest sister."

As soon as she came, the girl who had been talking to Song Qingxiao immediately stood up and gave up her seat for her mother.

"Her temper is a little stubborn, and she may not be willing to sell this dress easily."

When the woman said this, she couldn't help glaring at the girl:

"This daughter of mine is not sensible, and she didn't say hello to the elders in the family, so she took it out without permission."

Song Qingxiao couldn't help frowning when she heard this.

The beautiful woman was also very intrigued, and seemed to see her look, and soon spoke again:

"But since the guests have taken a fancy to it, it is also fate."

After she said this, she pondered for a moment: "But to tell you the truth, the cost of this dress was extremely high. The woman smiled bitterly, "Of course, we also know that it is unrealistic to sell this dress at its original cost. ”

But if it is sold at a cheap price, the people of the Yun family are also very unwilling.

"There have been people who have tried to exchange points before, but my eldest sister refused."

Aside from its paradoxical attributes, this dress can be said to be the proud work of the maker's life, although in the end it brought her not applause and praise, but rather ridicule and ridicule, but the tailor was not willing to exchange his dress for just points.

The woman also felt a little embarrassed when she said this.

She couldn't help but look at the girl who already knew that she was in trouble, and after seeing her lower her head, she looked at Song Qingxiao helplessly:

"Now, I don't know how to sell this dress at what price."

As soon as she finished saying this, she immediately added:

"I wonder if the guests have any rare materials?"

The meaning of the woman's words revealed that although the dress was not intended to be sold, it could be exchanged for materials.

Yunjin Baoyi Fang has been based in the sky for many years, and there should be no shortage of property.

At this time, you don't want money, and offer to exchange, and the exchange thing should not be an ordinary thing.

Sure enough, the woman said:

"If you don't have both, just if we owe you a favor and leave your request later, the people of our clan are willing to cut another piece of clothing for you for free, as compensation for your trip for nothing."

Having said that, the woman thinks that the matter can be satisfactorily resolved.

But she didn't expect that when she proposed that the clothes would not be sold but changed, Song Qingxiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

When it comes to money, she really doesn't have much when she first comes to the world.

Although there are points, those points may not be enough in front of this dress.

But if it's material, then she has it.

The woman originally thought that after she said this, everyone should be happy, but she didn't expect that as soon as her voice fell, she saw the guest's eyes light up.

"Is it okay to have the skin, bones, claws, horns, and so on of demon beasts?" Follow-up

"Huh?" The woman was stunned for a moment, and when she reacted, a hint of embarrassment flashed in her eyes:

"Ordinary monsters should ......"

Before she finished speaking, Song Qing's little wrist flipped over, and a huge demon beast corpse appeared out of thin air, and it fell into the small pavilion.

The woman was so frightened that she stood up, and the girl was so frightened that she hid behind her.

"This is," the woman quickly reacted after the initial shock:

"Demon beasts on the seventh order?"

The head of the demon beast on the ground was like a lion tiger, and its body was as strong as a hill, even if it was dead, the powerful aura left by the demon beast above the seventh order still made this woman look terrified.

After the epidemic in the Sea of Stars back then, the demon beasts were restrained, and the gate of the Sea of Stars was closed, and it was difficult for the outside world to see demon beasts above the sixth order, let alone the demon beasts of the seventh order.

Unexpectedly, this girl, who looked very raw, actually took out the body of a seventh-order demon beast.

Judging from the corpse of the demon beast, its skin, claws, bones, and horns were well maintained, and it was not extensively damaged.

In other words, in this battle of slaying demons, at least the strength of the person who killed this demon was overwhelming against it, so it was easy to end the battle.

The strength of demon beasts above the seventh order is extraordinary, no less than the powerhouses in the realm of merging paths.

And when the demon beast is furious, its strength will increase significantly, and its strong body, as well as the power of the natural bloodline, can cause great trouble to human monks.

can be rolled smoothly like this, unless it is above the cultivation level of this demon beast, or it is a battle between demon beasts.

A hint of discoloration flashed in the woman's eyes, and she cautiously squatted down and touched the body of the demon beast.

The corpse of the demon beast was well preserved, and there was flesh and blood with abundant spiritual power left inside.

With a flick of her wrist, the huge corpse of the demon beast was easily flipped over by her, only to see that there was a fatal wound under its neck, almost cutting off half of its head.

When Song Qingxiao took it out earlier, the corpse of the demon beast hung its head, just to block the fatal injury.

The scar left traces of claws, and at first glance, it was the same powerful demon who made a move, but I don't know why the two demons fought, but the corpse fell into the hands of the girl in front of him.

The demon pill in the demon beast's body has disappeared, but such a good thing is extremely rare even in the outer heavens.

If it falls into the hands of the Xuandu family and flows into the auction pavilion, it will definitely set off a storm and attract countless families to make a move.

The moment the woman saw the corpse of the seventh-order demon beast, she was already very moved.

The seventh-order demon beast was full of treasures, and the spiritual power contained in its flesh and blood was also of great benefit to everyone in the clan.

Not to mention the skin, claws, bones, and horns of demon beasts, which are indispensable when making robes.

Among some of the clothes in Yunjin Bao Yifang, some of the guests themselves asked to decorate some demon beast fur on the robe to strengthen their defense, and the people of the Yun clan also collected some demon beast skins, claws and other things, but most of them were mainly fifth-order, and there were also sixth-order, but they were already very rare.

The demon beasts above the seventh order are even more rare, and they don't know where the young guests in front of them got them.

She could barely suppress the surprise in her eyes, and even ignored the stained blood on the demon beast's body, and reluctantly stroked it again and again.

But for some reason, after touching it a few times, she gradually suppressed the greed in her heart.

Song Qingxiao saw that she had regained her calm expression, and secretly screamed in her heart that something was wrong, pursed the corners of her mouth, and thought for a while, but she remembered something, and with a flip of her wrist, several black scale armors suddenly appeared in her palms.

There were three pieces of scale, each about the size of a palm.

Although it is pitch black, the black is like flowing water waves, and with the movement of Song Qing's small palm, the brilliance flows, and a faint black mist seems to gush out.

An extremely powerful demonic aura emanated from the scale armor, and in an instant, it even suppressed the corpse of the seventh-order demon beast placed on the other side of the ground, filling the entire cabinet.

The images and masterpieces of the women presented in the pavilion with the Spirit Gathering Array were impacted by this demonic aura and began to shake slightly, showing an unstable posture.

"What is this?"

The woman's already calm face, when she sensed the breath of the scales, changed again and exclaimed.

"Three scale armors, I don't know what kind of demon beast they owned, I obtained them in the Divine Prison." Song Qingxiao said this half-truthfully, and did not mention the words of the ancient demon, the scale of the true dragon, etc., but presumably the person in charge of Yunjin Baoyi Fang should have seen some clues.

Because her expression became very solemn, she was even more excited than when she saw the seventh-order demon beast before.

These three scale armors were all from the trial of the Yulun Void Realm that day, and they were owned by the Dragon King after the unity of the Nine Dragons.

Although the dragon king at that time was a new life, after all, he had the blood of a great demon, and his scale armor also carried the qi of a true dragon, which was an extremely extraordinary thing.

After Xiaolong devoured it at that time, he brought back the scales, claws, horns and other things and fell into Song Qingxiao's hands.

She still has a lot of such scale armor, everything.

But for others, such a thing is tantamount to a rare treasure that has disappeared from the world, and it is rare to find a piece.

She understands the truth that wealth is not exposed, especially when she first comes to the world, she should act cautiously.

If it weren't for the fact that the attributes of ice and fire contained in this dress happened to match her, she wouldn't have taken it out easily.

However, after Song Qingxiao thought about it again, he still only took out three pieces, so as not to attract the attention of others.

Although this kind of scale armor is good, but there are not many pieces, even if the people of the Yun clan have suspicions, but combined with her cultivation, it is not impossible to obtain this thing in the Divine Prison.

There are thousands of things in the Divine Prison, and if you are lucky, you may also get some things that are already extinct in the real world - such as the extinct ancient demon in front of you.

"I'll exchange these three scales and the corpse of this demon beast with you."

Song Qing pretended to be heartbroken, and glanced at the woman as if hesitant:

"If you really can't do it......"

She took a deep breath, as if she had taken out the last family foundation, gritted her teeth, and took out several medicinal herbs from the Qiankun bag:

"That's all I have."

That medicinal herb was obtained from the Qiankun pocket paid by Nuwa after killing the purple-eyed boy during the original mission of mending the sky, and it was used for alchemy in the cultivation of the realm of transforming into infants, and it did not have much effect on her now.

The woman glanced at these medicinal herbs, her expression remained unchanged, and she obviously didn't look down on these medicinal herbs.

"Can't you?" Song Qing looked down at her expression, as if she was very disappointed, and was about to shake her hand:

"If it doesn't work, forget it......"

As if she was a little regretful, she was about to put the scale armor away again, when the woman sighed softly:

"Wait."

She was afraid that if she was a step slower, Song Qingxiao would regret not trading.

In fact, when Song Qingxiao took out the seventh-order demon beast, the woman was already very moved, not to mention that she later took out the three scale armors, which made her even more moved.

"I swapped with you."

The woman said decisively, while pushing the jade box in the direction of Song Qingxiao, and no longer mentioning the eldest sister of the dress maker, she disagreed, as if she was afraid that Song Qingxiao would be a step too late, and took the initiative to put the corpse of the seventh-order demon beast on the ground into her Qiankun bag, and then said to Song Qing with a smile:

"This herb is no longer needed."

Her gaze fell on the three black armors in Song Qingxiao's hands, revealing a look of anxiety and anticipation.