"Senior Sister Qiao, why have you become so stunned? Isn't it just a bunch of spirit stones, if you work hard, you can earn more than this in the future. Ning Changkong racked his brains before such a sentence came up.

Yang Xiaobao, who was sour on the side, glanced at Ning Changkong, and then at Qiaolan, whose face recovered quickly, and suddenly felt no sour, and laughed and said goodbye and left.

The matter of Xiao'an Town has come to an end. Yin Ci returned with some of his disciples. And Xiao'an Town was handed over to Moyumen to manage. Moyu Sect sent a Jindan monk to sit in Xiao'an Town.

The leader of this evil cultivator's death was not from the Lingwu Hall. This made Yin Ci feel that the matter was very big, and hurriedly returned to the sect to report.

Back in the sect, the first thing Wu Zhiyou did when he got off the flying boat was to go to the sect to sell his spirit sword and replace it with a new one.

For this reason, Ning Changkong also licked some spirit stones for him and replaced him with a ground-level spirit sword, so happy that Wu Zhiyou almost didn't hug Ning Changkong and call his father.

Weapons and armor are divided into ordinary lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, upper grade yellow, Xuan, earth, heaven, immortal, and god.

Ordinary monks generally use the lower grade, the middle grade and the upper grade, and in remote places, the upper grade is a good thing, which can make the monks fight for their heads.

And those who are in the upper class are generally in the big clans and big families.

The worst spirit swords of the Heavenly Martial Sect are all top-grade spirit swords, which are used by miscellaneous disciples. The spirit swords issued by the sect to the disciples are generally yellow-level, and outstanding disciples can freely exchange them for the spiritual weapons they want with their contributions.

However, the spirit sword of the sect cannot be lost, unless the sword is lost.

Wu Zhiyou had long wanted to throw away the spirit sword, but thinking about the rules of the sect, he still endured it to the sect before running to replace the spirit sword.

The first thing Ning Changkong did after returning to the sect was to boil a large bucket of water and take a hot bath. Although he has learned to dust himself, he is still used to his old habits and likes to take a bath and soak in a hot bath.

Lin Chuyue was still asleep, and Ning Changkong deliberately put it in a place where her eyes could see in order to prevent her from running around. This disappearance of Ash Ash made him afraid, and in the days to come, Ash had to be under his nose.

After Lin Chuyue lost her warm embrace, she rolled on the table, and then rolled to the edge of the table, and fell to the ground with a snap.

"Meow!" Lin Chuyue, who was in a sweet dream, suddenly an abyss appeared on the soles of her feet, and she fell directly into the abyss, which scared her to wake up screaming.

When I woke up, rubbed my eyes, and found a familiar environment, isn't this Ning Xiaozi's bedroom?

"Isn't this the Heavenly Martial Sect? Why did you return to Tianwu Sect again? Lin Chuyue felt as if she was missing something.

"Ah, my treasure!!! My Treasure!! ”

Suddenly remembered that she forgot to bring the treasure she pulled out in the Tianwu Inn, and when she remembered it, she was so anxious that she wanted to cry.

Ning Changkong was enjoying a hot bath with his eyes closed, and was disturbed by the sharp cry of Ash Ash, and looked sideways at Tuan Tuan, like a cat looking for a tail, Ash Ash threw a drop of water on Ash Ash's head.

"Broken?"

Hearing Ning Changkong's voice, Lin Chuyue calmed down, by the way, maybe Ning Xiaozi took it.

She saw that the bathtub next to her was steaming, Ning Changkong's arm drooped outside, trotted and climbed onto the bathtub, stood on the edge of the bathtub, waved her hands and asked anxiously: "Treasure, my treasure, have you brought it back?" ”

In Ning Changkong's eyes, Ash was waving his front paws anxiously and meowing, and he didn't know what it was anxious about.

"Ash, looks like we need to sign a contract, or I don't know what you're talking about. Could it be that you just fell asleep and fell in pain? ”

Lin Chuyue tilted her head and thought about it, is it a contract? The contract felt very terrifying, thinking of the white-bearded old man who had stabbed himself when he forcibly signed the contract for himself, thinking of this, Lin Chuyue hurriedly retracted his hands into his arms, and felt that the pain in his fingers was still there.

Lin Chuyue's head shook like a rattle, no, if you don't sign a contract, you can't do it, Ning boy!

Ning Changkong wondered, how could Ash Ash resist so much, he hurriedly said softly: "Sign the contract, we don't have to play dumb riddles like this, I can know what you want to express, and you can understand what I mean." And even if we are far apart, we can sense where the other person is, and even if we are separated, we can find each other quickly. ”

He watched Ash holding his right hand and shaking it like a rattle, and hurriedly said patiently like a child, "Did you hurt your hand?" I'll see, when we sign the contract, I can know where you hurt and where you feel uncomfortable, so we can take care of each other. ”

Ning Changkong sat up, stretched out his hand and gently pinched the gray cat's paws, and looked at it carefully, and his face was also very close to Lin Chuyue, close in front of him, he didn't care, and exposed his chest muscles.

Lin Chuyue was holding her paws, looking at the handsome face who was close at hand, her heart was a little pounding, she hurriedly opened her eyes, and saw the chest with jade skin, and the nasal cavity exuded Ning Changkong's unique body fragrance, which was a bit like bamboo fragrance with tobacco.

"Whew~!" Lin Chuyue's brain suddenly went blank, and a stream of heat flowed out of her nose.

Ning Changkong was originally carefully inspecting the little guy's hairy palm, the little guy's hair was long, and he finally pushed the fluff away, and when he saw the pink plum palm, he didn't see the wound yet, and the gray began to bleed.

"Oh no, it's broken!" Ning Changkong suddenly felt heartache and regret, he shouldn't have put Ash on the table alone, he hurriedly got water from the bath bucket to wipe Ash Ash's nosebleed.

But the nosebleeds kept stopping, and he was startled, why did this little guy fall so unexpectedly, the table was not high, and he actually fell and injured himself.

"Don't cry, I'll take you to the vet!" Ning Changkong hurriedly got up with the ash in his hand.

As soon as he stood up, a gray nosebleed spurted out.

As for Lin Chuyue, her eyes widened, what did she see? No, she can't look at it, the blood that spurted out of her nose was sprinkled into the bath tub, and she felt so embarrassed herself.

No, she couldn't look at it, she quickly closed her eyes.

I am a beast, I am a beast, I am a beast! Why do you isolate my recipes, not my bestiality? No, why am I still so colored like a human?

"Ash Ash~!" Seeing Ash with his eyes closed, Ning Changkong was frightened, hurriedly walked out of the bathtub, put on his clothes in a panic, scooped up Ash and stuffed it into his clothes, and Edgeworth flew out of the window and went straight to the Beast Peak.

Thinking of this, Ning Warehouse patted his head, took out an elixir for internal injuries from the storage bag, crushed it, and carefully broke Ash's mouth and fed a little elixir.

Just in case, he still found Elder Qin.

"Elder Qin!"

Elder Qin's eyes lit up when he saw Ning Changkong, this was a genius who built the foundation of the Nine Thunder Tribulations, seeing that he was more kind than seeing his own son, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Haha, congratulations on you kid, you have built the foundation so quickly." ”

"Can you help me see my spirit pet?" Ning Changkong was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to be modest, so he hurriedly asked.

Hearing that he had come to see the spirit pet, Elder Qin's eyes were on the gray-white plush mass on the palm he was holding.

"What's wrong? Hurt your pet? Elder Qin stretched out his hand and took the ash ash, wanting to sweep it with his divine sense, it was okay, and then picked up the ash that was holding his head tightly with his limbs hugging his head, and he didn't see anything wrong when he looked left and right.

"It's fine."