A few days later.

The snow had cleared in the city, the weather had rarely warmed up, and the number of monks in the streets and alleys had increased again.

In the midst of the bustling crowd, a young girl in a black shirt and a shawl with white hair strolled down the street.

She stopped and stopped, as if looking for something.

I passed one shop after another, and finally stopped in front of a shop with a sign that said 'Small Square Grocery Shop'.

She looked, her eyes flickering back and forth on the wooden sign engraved on the side of the store's door.

Ritual Exercises, Treasures, Spiritual Pills

Obviously, this is a grocery store that sells everything.

The white-haired girl aimed at this point and stopped here.

The shop was not big, no more than two or three feet long, and there was only one listless monk in a green shirt with a torn book on his face leaning on the back of the recliner behind the counter, shaking his head vigorously, not knowing what he was doing.

Even when the white-haired girl walked in, the green-shirted monk did not react, causing everyone to be speechless.

"Ahem."

The girl coughed lightly, trying to attract the attention of the monk in the green shirt, but after hearing it, the monk in the green shirt didn't even open his eyelids under the book, but waved his hand to the girl casually, and said in his mouth:

"If you see something, take it yourself, put the spirit stone on the table when you finish it, and then stay where it is cool, don't disturb the cultivation of this way."

“.”

The white-haired girl didn't seem to expect to be treated like this, so she stomped her feet angrily, and just wanted to pull her legs and leave, but because the prices of various goods in the store were extremely low, she couldn't help but stop.

She turned around and said to the green-shirted monk with a sullen face:

"Boss, I'm here to test the spirit root!"

"Soul Root?"

As soon as these words came out, the lazy monk didn't care, and directly threw something over with his backhand, "Test it for yourself, put the spirit stone on the table after the measurement, and then stay cool." ”

“.”

didn't see what the thing was, the white-haired girl hurriedly reached out to pick it up, and when Dingqing looked at it, she found that it was a long ruler.

Just as the white-haired girl was holding a ruler in her hand, a little puzzled, the lazy monk threw another fluttering word.

"Inject mana into the ruler, the ruler shows a few colors that are a few kinds of spiritual roots, if you know, hurry up and measure it, and stay where it is cool after the measurement."

“.”

The white-haired girl held the ruler in her little hand and was secretly speechless, and said in her heart, her attitude is so bad, believe it or not, I won't give you the spirit stone after the test!

She really wanted to leave, not to be angry with this bad-tempered shopkeeper, but after thinking that this shop only needed half a spirit stone to test the spirit root, and she had to collect a spirit stone elsewhere, she endured it all.

After calming down, the white-haired girl pouted and muttered while injecting mana into the ruler:

"If it weren't for the sake of saving some spirit stones, I wouldn't have come to patronize you."

While muttering, the white-haired girl did not deliberately lower her voice, as if she was deliberately going to speak to the lazy monk.

Who knows, people didn't care when they heard it, they still buried their faces in the broken book, leaned on the chair and shook their heads, and they didn't know what they were humbling, and there were words in their mouths.

Here, as soon as the mana was injected, the ruler that was about three feet long immediately reacted.

I saw that from the bottom of the ruler, there was a strip-shaped ditch extending upward, and after the mana was injected into this ditch, the light flashed out, and it quickly rushed from the bottom to the top.

Soon, the strip of light gradually changed from a faint white mist color to other colors.

Golden, green, blue, red, yellow

The five colors flickered one after another, and after a few breaths, they completely stabilized, and the mana in the ditch on the ruler was also dyed into a layered five-color spacer.

"This"

Hua Ying was a little overwhelmed.

Although she had already expected that what she possessed was most likely the mixed qualifications of the five spiritual roots, but after seeing the results of the test with her own eyes, she couldn't help but be a little dazed.

Five Spiritual Roots, am I really Five Spiritual Roots?

However, since it is a five-spirit root, why is it that when the cultivation breaks through, the body is extremely painful?

Regarding this, Hua Ying's master Chai He has never explained to her in the slightest, and whenever Hua Ying asks curiously, her master always asks her not to care, and to continue to cultivate with peace of mind.

"Boss, look at it, am I a five-spirit root? Is it really the Five Spirit Root? ”

Puzzled, Hua Ying had no choice but to ask the lazy monk for advice, hurriedly took two steps forward, and put the ruler horizontally in front of the other party, shaking back and forth.

However, the other party didn't ask, as if they hadn't heard.

"Boss!! Hurry up and help me see, am I a five-spirit root? Well? Is it all ?! ”

Xu is Huaying was really noisy, buzzing in his ears like a little bee, and the lazy monk was so annoyed that he couldn't stand it, he tore off the broken book on his face, squinted his eyes, and asked angrily:

"Little doll, it's just a five-spirit root, not a heavenly spirit root, you can't be overjoyed, right? Wulinggen, the worst qualification, has opened a store for so many years, and I have seen a lot. However, it's good that someone else measured a five-spirit root and walked out of this store without crying, why are you still happy with this little doll? It's really interesting, it's interesting. ”

"Where am I happy? It's not that I don't understand this ruler, so I'm looking for you."

Hua Ying was about to refute something, but suddenly her eyes stared, and after staring at the face of the lazy monk, she was surprised.

"Hey, it's a senior?"

"What, little doll, why are you staring at this way?"

The lazy monk stretched his waist, picked up a flask from the table, took two sips to his lips, and then smacked his lips:

"Don't look at this way, you look like a talent, Yu Xuanang is in love, this way has never been close to women!"

“.”

The white-haired girl opposite the lazy monk looked at it again and again, and finally confirmed one thing, and she gently probed her voice:

"Turning stones into gold? Flying cranes? ”

"Huh?"

At this time, it was the lazy Taoist who was surprised, he opened his eyes that had been squinting, looked carefully, and finally saw a hint of familiarity from the other party's white hair and simple face.

"Oh, Ben Dao recognizes you, you are the little doll who got lost that day."

"Senpai, it's me. Thanks to the guidance of the seniors at that time, the juniors were able to escape from the phantom array."

After confirming that the person in front of her was the bull rider who rescued her that day, Hua Ying hurriedly bent down and thanked her.

It's no wonder that when the green-shirted Taoist was lying on the chair just now, shaking his head and humming, she had a sense of familiarity when she listened carefully, it turned out to be the senior master she had met by chance in the desert phantom array that day.

Although several months have passed, Hua Ying still remembers the scene vividly, and in her most desperate moments, the Tsing Yi Daoist appeared from the sand dunes on a green ox. Thinking back now, she could even hear the high-pitched singing of the bull rider that day resounding through the desert.

After the bull rider pointed him out, he left in a hurry, and Hua Ying thought it would be difficult to see him again.

I never thought that one day, I would meet each other here again, and it was really fateful.

(End of chapter)