After convincing Song Ming, Ning Zhongzi breathed a sigh of relief, and his broad mind fluctuated slightly, producing a sense of rhythm with the morning breeze.

"When will the Sect Master leave?"

Ling Zhouxue stood with her hands in her hands, a pair of snow eyes staring at the morning glow, but her heart had already looked through the sea of clouds, as if she had seen new hope in the embattled crisis.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and set off in half an hour. ”

"Half an hour?"

Ning Zhongzi thought he had heard something wrong.

"It's very dangerous to go to Xianya this time, we must be fully prepared, why don't we wait for a day or two, let's contact Uncle Xu first to discuss countermeasures. ”

Ling Zhouxue's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"You still call him Senior Uncle, if he hadn't succumbed to the Dao Alliance, how could Baicao Cliff end up in such a situation today?"

Ning Zhongzi sighed slightly, she knew that the sect master had always been worried about this, but if Xu Nian hadn't included Jinzhang Mountain into the Dao Alliance's forces as the city lord, Baicao Cliff would not have been able to maintain today.

"Uncle Xu at least kept the Baicao Cliff. ”

"Can you keep it now?"

Ning Zhongzi was speechless.

"But our unprepared past is too dangerous......

Ling Zhouxue shook her head.

"In the past six months, my body has never been as good as it is now, now is the best time, I passed it in such a fair and honest way, and I was caught off guard by the immortal ya, you know, there are also various different ideas within the Dao Alliance, if you wait for these three days, the longer it drags on, it will be easier for the other party to take advantage of the loophole. ”

Song Ming kept drawing his sword and sitting on the edge of the cliff, admiring the sunrise and sunrise of Baicao Cliff, and did not listen carefully to the words of the two, but only heard that he was going to leave immediately, so he said:

"It's okay, go early and come back early, I'll come back for breakfast. ”

Lingzhou Snow:

“......”

Ning Neutron:

“......”

Dare to love you, more confident than the sect master!

Ling Zhouxue glanced at Song Ming with cold eyes, messy short hair, embarrassed beard, sloppy coarse cloth clothes, no strong man at all, and said:

"This cloth robe is too unusual, Senior Sister, change Elder Song into the male cultivator robe of Baicao Cliff. ”

Elder Song?

Songming smiled but did not speak.

Although he was said to be old, for the sake of someone changing clothes, he reluctantly accepted it.

Ning Zhongzi's expression stiffened slightly.

I change his clothes?

It's not just a question of whether men and women give or receive kisses, but at this moment, Song Gongzi still has a green medicine left in his body, right?

Having said that, there are only a few people in Baicao Cliff, although Ning Zhongzi is a precept elder and has a high and powerful position, but in fact he is no different from a housekeeper or a maid, not only to be a father and a mother for the two bear children, but also to often wipe the buttocks of the five sisters, Ling Zhouxue and Ling Zhouhui are still calming, and the rest can be ......

I'm tired!

"Yes. ”

Even if there were 10,000 embarrassments in his heart, the sect master had an order, and Ning Zhongzi had no choice but to do it.

"Senior brother, come with me. ”

Led Song Ming to Ling Zhouhui's bamboo house, suppressing the infinite embarrassment in his heart, Ning Zhongzi had a serious face, and helped Song Ming change into the male monk robe of Baicao Cliff without looking at Song Ming during the whole process.

Songming enjoyed it motionlessly.

After all, this is the first time in his life that he has enjoyed the feeling of being in a high position and enjoying the service of others, and he has to experience it well.

Song Ming thought to himself, maybe Ling Zhouxue's plan to revive the sect is not a bad thing, in the future, recruit more female disciples, as his own sword elder, wouldn't someone change his clothes and bathe him every day, beat his back and feed him?

After changing clothes, the beige silk woven shirt, the belt woven from green bamboo leaves, the light bamboo fiber lining, the purple bun on the head, and the yellow bamboo clogs under the feet, are much more comfortable to wear than the previous coarse cloth clothes.

After changing his clothes, Song Ming rarely showed a vigorous and energetic body, fresh clothes and angry horses, and strong blood and blood.

Even Ning Zhongzi couldn't help but look at it more.

I didn't expect Song Gongzi to be quite handsome!

The two then walked out of the bamboo hut and returned to the edge of the cliff.

Seeing Song Ming's new outfit, Ling Zhouxue was a little surprised, she finally saw a little ethereal fairy intent in Song Ming, such a temperament is in line with his strong identity.

"Let's go, lest you be seen by Twilight and Feifei, who are clamoring to follow...... Senior sister, you are optimistic about Twilight Rain and Feifei, before we come back, you should not go out easily. ”

Ning Neutron:

"Yes. ”

......

The foundation of Jinzhang Castle is about an oval structure.

Baicao Cliff is at the westernmost end, the City Lord's Mansion is in the easternmost part, and the Immortal Ya is located in the center of Jinzhang City, the meaning is obvious, Daomeng is the highest authority in Jinzhang City, with absolute authority.

Xianya is only more than ten miles away from Baicao Cliff.

If you fly from the edge of the cliff, you can fly slowly, and you can reach it in a few minutes.

But this time, Ling Zhouxue was unusual, leading Songming towards the main entrance.

Song Ming followed lazily all the way.

Walk through the sea of flowers and grass in the medicine garden, pass by the rows of bamboo houses, and walk into the towering bamboo forest like a screen.

The winding path in the bamboo forest is secluded, one step and three folds, some shade-loving flowers and plants are planted on both sides, shining in the fine red light sprinkled by the morning glow, the insects and butterflies also began to fly for a day, and the bamboo forest is a lively atmosphere.

Probably because the scenery at night is too illusory, and the scenery of Baicao Cliff during the day makes Songming firm in reality.

Out of the main entrance.

On the left and right sides of the gate is the ring road of Jinzhang City, which was supposed to encircle the entire oval, but because the nail household of Baicao Cliff was forced to go straight down from the west, it was very aggrieved.

Baicao Cliff is facing a wide main road, and you can go straight to the Xianya located in the center of the city.

Because of the name of the five witches of Lingzhou, the door of Baicao Cliff is a little deserted.

Half a mile ahead, there will be more and more people, and the shouting of shops on both sides will also increase.

Even in the morning, it was bustling with people.

The spirit weapon shop shouted in the street, with light and shadow spells, to bring promotional news.

Large and small auction houses also opened early, and kept ringing the bell for transactions.

Major restaurants have also launched a fairy valley breakfast, exuding a refreshing grain fragrance.

In addition, there are charlatans who sell dog skins on the side of the road, small craftsmen who apply masks to spiritual objects, blind fortune tellers dressed as hidden masters, or storytellers who arrange anecdotes about immortals......

It's not much more lively than last night!

Song Ming was a little stunned.

The cultivator was not an office worker in a big city in his previous life, so he was in such a hurry to hurry?

"Do these shops never close?"

Ling Zhouxue walked with her hands in her hands, her posture was elegant, and she only said indifferently:

"It closes at midnight, and the door opens again before dawn. ”

"It's so hard! I have to support them. ”

Lingzhou Snow:

“？？？”

Song Ming walked to the door of a steamed bun shop in a blink of an eye.

The snow-white bun is difficult to hold in one hand, and the fragrant grain fragrance is refreshing.

If it weren't for the difference in ingredients, it would be no different from the steamed bun shops on the streets and alleys in the previous life.

The owner of the steamed bun shop is a middle-aged man with thinning hair, and if you look closely, you can see that he still has qi refining and cultivation!

After refining gas, you still come to sell steamed buns?

It's not easy to be a cultivator, isn't it......

After looking at Song Ming, the boss smiled and said:

"Dao Ye, what's coming?"

Song Ming hurriedly asked:

"Boss, what kind of stuffing do you have for this bun?"

Sensing that Song Ming was just a mortal cultivator, the owner of the bun shop not only did not dislike it, but laughed heaps up.

After all, there are too many second generations of immortals in the cultivation realm, and the heritability of cultivation talent is not high, Lao Tzu is a cultivator, but his son may not be, although these second generations of immortals have no talent, but there are a lot of spirit stones in their arms, after all, the spirit stones are not earned by themselves, and they are not distressed when they spend money, and they are very generous.

Thinking like this, the boss introduced in detail:

"There are Bailing grass traps, dragon scale fruit traps, Jiuqu Ling ginseng traps, and Yue Ming mushroom traps...... There are Tianshan grass chicken trap, Xisha black spirit rabbit trap, Surabaya wild white goose trap ......"

Song Ming was greedy, so he grabbed two dragon scale fruit traps and black spirit rabbit trap buns.

"How do you sell these two?"

The boss was slightly stunned, it seems that this is a second-generation immortal who knows that spirit stones are not easy to come by.

"Ten spirit coins for vegetarian and fifteen spirit coins for meat. ”

In the game "Xianxia World", there is also a monetary unit called spirit coin, which is a jade coin mixed with a little spirit stone powder, and a spirit stone is worth a thousand spirit coins.

Ten to fifteen spirit coins for a Linggu bun means that one spirit stone can eat nearly a hundred Linggu buns!

In this way, Song Ming's thirty spirit stones per month is also a proper high salary.

"Twenty-five spirit coins, who, eldest sister, come and pay. ”

Lingzhou Xue didn't move her feet, she only glanced at it coldly, after all, ......

She never brings money!

The owner of the bun shop suddenly buzzed in his head, and his face turned pale with fright.

This is Ling...... Lingzhou snow?

The female devil Ling Zhouxue is still alive?

Didn't she say that she went mad and died half a year ago?

This man actually dares to go with Ling Zhouxue?

Still call her eldest sister?

And so on –

Is he the man who entered the Baicao Cliff last night?

The Taoist companion of the poisonous body?

He's a ruthless man!

The boss was so frightened that he hurriedly said:

"Master Dao, I said it wrong just now, these two buns don't cost money, you can take them and eat them. ”

"Good. ”

Song Ming was not modest, took the bun and turned his head away, not caring why the boss was free, and not giving the boss any chance to regret his mistakes.

Walking back to Ling Zhouxue's side, Song Ming nibbled on the steamed bun beautifully, because it was a free steamed bun, it tasted much more fragrant than the steamed bun that asked for money.

Although the taste is not as good as the fish and rabbit that I barbecued last night, the buns also have the taste of buns, which are white, soft and bouncy......

"This bun tastes so good, would you like one?"

Song Ming asked casually.

Ling Zhouxue had a cold face, with a faint rebuke, even if Song Ming's strength was above her, but as the master of the sect, she also hoped that Song Ming's cultivation could go further.

"How does this low-level Linggu bun benefit your cultivation?"

"Don't be so utilitarian, you see this bun is big and round, like ......"

Song Ming sang unconsciously, his eyes fell on Ling Zhouxue's chest, and he couldn't help but think of the snow-white picture he saw in the hot spring valley last night......

Don't say it's like it!

Lingzhou Xue Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Like what?"

"Ahem, nothing. ”