"Breathe a layer of realm. Fu Lingling replied, his tone full of pride.

"At the age of seventeen, I am the first day of the sect. Fu Lingling glanced at Qin Huan, "I see that your talent is a little worse, and your realm is also a little lower, but fortunately, your comprehension is good, although I am a lot worse, but if you work hard, you will still have a chance to cultivate to the Gathering Breath Realm after one or two hundred years." After speaking, he patted Qin Huan's shoulder comfortingly.

Damn! Today, Lao Tzu has to teach the chick to be a man.

"You don't have any friends in the sect?" Qin Huan asked.

"Yes, my brothers and sisters don't like to be with me. ”

"You don't want to know why?"

"I asked the master, and the master said that the cultivator is dedicated to the Tao, and nothing else matters. Fu Lingling said, "I think it's because their cultivation is not as good as mine, and they are jealous of me!"

Qin Huan looked at Fu Lingling squarely and said solemnly: "I know you don't have a bad heart, but if you keep doing this and don't change yourself, not only will you not have friends, but sooner or later you will suffer." ”

"I'm a core disciple who can't take your turn to educate me, not only am I the first day talent in the sect, but I am ranked number one in the entire Wang'an Prefecture, who dares to let me suffer!"

Yes, I really don't have the 'qualifications' to care about her, it's not a parent, why the hell are you doing. This chick is too proud, and some people will take care of her in the future, so let's take care of ourselves first.

Qin Huan felt that his previous basic policy was very correct, and he didn't say a word no matter what Fu Lingling said in the rest of the journey, and in the end, Fu Lingling felt that it was not interesting, so he simply shut up.

It had been five days since he arrived at the periphery of Shanghu Chiling, Fu Lingling left first in a hurry to do the task, and Qin Huan breathed a long sigh of relief.

Qin Huan didn't rush to do the task, but stayed and walked around the surrounding markets to join in the fun.

The first time Qin Huan came to a place like Fang City, it was very lively with people coming and going. It is said that the managers in the Fang City are all drawn from the four major factions, and even the four major factions have their own office areas here. It can be seen that Shanghu Chiling is a natural treasure house of the entire Wang'an Prefecture, and its position in the entire Wang'an Prefecture is very important.

There are a lot of things in the market, from pills to materials, because it is close to Shanghu Chiling, and the price is relatively low. However, Qin Huan really doesn't have any needs now, not to mention that he is relatively poor now, so he can only go shopping.

Look at the east and look at the west, most of the time it is a random glance to understand the price, which can be regarded as supplementing the basic common sense of the cultivation world, until Qin Huan saw a pen in an inconspicuous stall.

The barrel of this pen was broken in half, and it looked like an ordinary pen, but Qin Huan inexplicably felt a sense of closeness to it.

"Gotta get it, no matter what it takes. "Since Qin Huan saw this pen, he only had this one thought in his heart, and he was as crazy as a demon.

Qin Huan walked to the stall and picked up the pen, and sure enough, there was no spiritual power fluctuation at all.

"Are guests interested in this pen?" asked the stall owner.

Fortunately, Qin Huan hadn't completely lost his mind, and replied slowly, "I see that all the things you sell in this stall are cultivators, why is this ordinary brush also mixed in?"

"It's true that this pen doesn't look like an ordinary magic weapon, but it was also obtained from a ruin, and the material is elusive. The stall owner pointed to the broken barrel, "Don't look at the barrel of this pen is made of wood, but this wooden material is constantly chopped with tools." ”

Looking at Qin Huan's puzzled expression, the stall owner said, "Why don't I show the guests?"

"No need. Qin Huan smiled heartily, "Anyway, I think this pen sells pretty well, how can it be sold?"

"Five source stones. ”

"Deal!" Although he was poor, Qin Huan could still afford the five source stones, thanks to the fact that he had left a dozen spare source stones, and none of them were used for cultivation.

"Are you sure you want to buy this pen? this pen can't even enter the source qi into it, it's not some broken magic weapon that has been lost in sight. ”

"Cheng Gongzi, how can you open a store like this?" said the stall owner urgently.

Qin Huan looked at the source of the voice, the face of the person who came was like a crown of jade, a white robe, a long flowing black hair, looking leisurely, handsome and chic, with a pair of red phoenix eyes beautiful and not feminine, which made people involuntarily feel close.

Qin Huan: "Can't infuse the source qi?"

"Yes, I tried it with this mentality before, and it turned out that it was just an ordinary brush, without the slightest trace of the inscription of the magic weapon, and it couldn't even be infused with source qi. I thought it should be an ordinary brush made of some special wood by a cultivator, there was no inscription formation, no traces of refining, no integration of materials, and even its wooden raw materials could be seen. ”

Qin Huan said with a smile: "Since the transaction has been completed, there is no reason to return it for no reason. Buying it is fate, so I should buy a piece of wooden material for refining tools. ”

"You're right, you bought it because of fate, it seems that I have no fate with this pen. ”

"Brother Tai also wants to buy this pen?"

The man in white smiled: "I came to see this pen yesterday, but I found that it was an ordinary pen and gave up." But when I thought about it at night, although this pen was special, the material should not be bad, and I might be able to re-practice a magic weapon. So I'm here today. ”

Qin Huan stuffed the brush into his arms: "Then I'm sorry, I don't have the idea of selling it." ”

The man in white smiled: "Brother Tai doesn't have to be nervous, since I don't have a fate with this pen, I don't force it." In Xia Chengyu, dare to ask Brother Taizun's surname?"

"Qin Huan. ”

"Since this pen has been bought by Brother Qin first, it won't bother you anymore. Cheng Yu said goodbye to Qin Huan, "If there is fate, there will be a period later!"

This person is free and easy, Qin Huan took out the brush and stared at it for a long time. Even if it's just an ordinary pen and has no extra meaning, Qin Huan wants to buy it, this feeling is like being stunned.

"Can't you infuse the source qi?" Qin Huan tried and successfully injected the source qi. "Could it be that Cheng Yu is lying to me? I have such a good impression of him. ”

The source energy was successfully injected, but the pen did not react in the slightest.

Qin Huan tried to communicate this pen with his mind......

It's simpler, even simpler than when he was refining the storage bag. Perhaps because there was no ban, Qin Huan just communicated with his mind, and felt that this pen belonged to him completely.

It's not a magic weapon, it's not imprinted, but where does this feeling of heart-to-heart connection come from?

Since I can communicate, maybe it's really a good thing, but I can't see anything now, maybe I can use it one day.