Wang Quanquan walked out of the restaurant, raised his eyes and looked around in a daze, after a while, he sighed, and continued to walk north along the street, now he only has 30,000 spirit stones left on his body, and he doesn't know if he can buy a dress.

As soon as he walked no less than a hundred steps, a familiar voice came to his ears:

"Zhao Daoyou, such a coincidence?"

Wang Quanquan turned his head and saw a pleasing pink shirt, and his original boring mood was immediately swept away, and he stepped forward with a smile and said:

"Ah, Red Fairy, why are you here?"

"I made some clothes to sell, do you want Zhao Gongzi to take a look?"

"Okay."

Wang Quanquan lowered his head with a smile, and a piece of powder immediately came into view, only to see that the stalls in front of him were all covered with pink clothes.

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"Red girl, the color of this dress is so pretty." The corners of Wang Quanquan's mouth twitched.

"yes, it's a pity that no one patronizes."

"They are all short-sighted, where do they know how to appreciate."

"Since Zhao Gongzi likes it so much, then I'll give you one."

Finally found a soulmate, the woman was delighted, and turned out a robe from it, the style was not picked, and the material was also excellent, it was a man's attire, but it was still pink.

"This ......" Wang Quanquan was in trouble for a while, although he admired the other party very much, but this pink shirt really did not have the courage to wear out.

"Humph!"

At this time, there was a sudden cold snort in his ears, and Wang Quanquan turned his head and said with a smile on his eyebrows:

"Green girl, long time no see."

"Do I know you well, do you buy clothes or not? My sister sewed it herself. ”

"Really?"

Wang Quanquan turned his head, but saw a blush quietly appearing on the cheeks of the woman in the pink skirt, his heart jumped for no reason, and he coughed dryly:

"Zhao really likes it tightly, but it's a pity that he is shy in his pocket, and he was just cheated by a bad old man for a meal of wine, and now he has 30,000 spirit stones left in his pocket."

"Oh? Zhao Gongzi is talking about the old man at the door of the restaurant in the south? ”

"Exactly, the Red Girl knows him?"

"He's there every day, and many monks have already been fooled, and the local monks know about him."

"If you don't mention it, it's considered a good deed. Red girl, in my humble opinion, your clothes are of good material, they should be made of high-grade silk from Chixia Peak, in addition to being warm in winter and cool in summer, it can also resist some magic damage, plus your own priceless craftsmanship, it is not too much to wear a hundred thousand spirit stones in one clothes. ”

Wang Quanquan was all over the horses, and his face was full of smiles, and his sister was afraid that her sister would be coaxed by the sweet words of that hateful guy, so she snorted coldly again.

Unexpectedly, the smiling and lovely girl immediately sank her face, turned her head and said:

"Hmph, don't you see I'm talking to Zhao Gongzi?"

"Sister, you..."

"What are you, are you done?"

"You didn't call me ......"

Halfway through speaking, she saw her sister glaring at her, so she had to say an honest "oh" and turn away.

Wang Quanquan smiled awkwardly but politely, and he couldn't see through the two sisters in front of him more and more.

Yao Hong turned her head and said with a smile on her face again:

"I don't charge money, I'll give it to you."

"Ah, what's so embarrassing?"

"Take it."

The woman forcibly stuffed the clothes into the other party's hands, her face turned crimson again, and the big man of Wang Quanquan was also a little embarrassed, smirked, thanked him and left.

……

Back in Lingyun Sect, Wang Quanquan reclined on the dragon chair in a daze, and every time he saw Ji Hong, he could always have a different feeling.

When they met for the first time, the other party was like an innocent little girl, holding flowers in her hand and smiling brightly at herself; The second time they met, Ji Lu put herself into the gourd, and she became a stern sister, and she treated the little girl obediently; The third time, on Chixia Peak, Jiao Hong was with another female monk, gentle and elegant, like a lady; This time is the most outrageous, just like a girl who has fallen in love, her eyes are full of indescribable feelings.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the cave, and Nie Xinliang walked in with a fish, and was obviously stunned when he saw Shizun.

The king raised his eyelids and said:

"What's the matter, isn't this new dress handsome for the teacher?"

"Master is handsome in everything he wears."

"Stinky boy, don't follow Xu Tiedan in the future, why is the fish in your hand so familiar?"

"Really?"

Nie Zhenliang raised his hand and carefully looked at this carp rich in aura, not to mention, he also had a sense of familiarity, at this moment, the master and apprentice recalled almost at the same time and rushed out of the hole.

……

A few days later, a pink shirt strolled from the east side of Yanjun Peak to the north side, attracting the attention of many monks along the way, some of whom had begun to suspect his orientation, and Wang Quanquan walked towards the Sword Hall alone.

Nie Zhenliang had already gone out, and when he was a master, he knew that his apprentice was thin-skinned, and he didn't want to lose this person with him.

Xu Tiedan has been fined and grounded for a month, and the dog Jinjinguang doesn't know which forest to be in at this time.

The sword hall is located on a huge rock, and there is a big word "sword" on the cliff wall next to the door, which shows a little unusual.

The word "sword" in this world is different from the nine abysses, it is the left and the right sword, which means both offense and defense.

The current sword characters are like this, the left half is vigorous and powerful, subtle and restrained, it should come from a monk who has been cultivating swords for many years, and the right side is sharp, and the sword intent is high, obviously from the hands of a young swordsman.

With the shallow perception of the sword with the king's authority, he can't see which is better or worse, and if he is allowed to choose, he will naturally prefer the right half.

When he came to the door of the Sword Hall, without waiting for him to knock on the door, the little apprentice Nie Zhenliang took the lead in opening the door, looked around, and made a vague gesture.

"You kid, are you so unoptimistic about the clothes of your teacher?"

"Master, do you know what the mountains are saying about you now?"

"Regardless of them, the body is not afraid of shadows, when can you realize this, you will be considered a teacher on the path of cultivating the mind."

After a few months of getting along, the master and apprentice have become acquainted, and there are some inconsequential jokes, so it doesn't hurt to make a joke.

……

Wang Quanquan and his apprentice came to the Sword Hall, and as soon as they entered the door, everyone's eyes looked at this side, and a woman with bright makeup walked forward and said:

"This is Zhao Daoyou."

"Exactly down there."

"My name is Nanfeng Drunken Dance, the acting hall master of the Sword Hall, and I will be responsible for teaching you swordsmanship in the next month."

After that, the woman looked at Nie Xinliang, and her eyes revealed approval, "I don't comment on Zhao Daoyou's personal style, but you did accept a good disciple." ”

"What's wrong with my personal style?" Wang Quanquan looked inexplicable.

The woman no longer continued to take this stubble, and walked directly outside, and said as she walked:

"Presumably Daoist friends have already read the words on the cliff outside, I don't know what to think?"

"The sword aura is awe-inspiring, and it comes from the hands of one young and one old."

"Not bad."

As they spoke, the three of them returned to the gate, looking up at the calligraphy on the cliff wall, or the swordsmanship.

The woman looked at the master and apprentice and said:

"Whether it is the Three Realms or the outside of the territory, they are all respected by art, but now the Immortal Emperor of the Three Immortal Islands is using his sword to preach the Tao, of course, this is also inseparable from his profound cultivation.

In the past thousand years, countless monks have followed the example of the Taibai Immortal Emperor of the past, but there are very few who have finally excelled, and now the few people who are most likely to inherit the position of the Immortal Emperor are none of them use swords.

Only Zhao Shuquan, who was guarding Bai Yujing, saw the back of the Immortal Emperor on the way to the sword. ”

As she spoke, the woman looked up again at the word "sword" on the cliff and muttered:

"But there is one thing you absolutely guessed wrong, the right half of this incomparable spirit is written by the elder, and the left half of this restrained sword intent is written by the young man."

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