"Master, can you teach me to practice the Demon Cultivation Technique?"

Ji Qingyu didn't know when she came to Wan Qi Linfeng's side, and the man was standing on the deck, not knowing what to look at in the distance.

After Ji Qingyu came over, he slowly retracted his gaze, lowered his head and promised, "Naturally." ”

Since he was her master, he taught her as she should.

……

By the time Ji Qingyu returned to Floating Cloud City, the sky had already brightened.

On the spirit boat, Wan Qi Linfeng taught her exercises that she had never seen in her previous life as a Demon Venerable.

Regarding Wan Qi Linfeng's identity, she has a huge mystery wrapped around her mind.

Ji Qingyu thought that one day, he would be willing to tell her.

Outside Fuyun City, Ji Qingyu and Wan Qi got off the spirit boat in the wind.

The two walked side by side to the Floating Cloud City, the handsome man with a long and jade body, and the slender and beautiful girl, attracted the attention of many monks for a while.

Wan Qi Linfeng automatically ignored the many disturbing glances, he pulled Ji Qingyu's sleeve, and turned around to go to the Duobao Pavilion closest to the two of them.

As the name suggests, the Duobao Pavilion is a place where you can trade a variety of spiritual artifacts.

It seemed that it was the first time for Wan Qi Linfeng to come, and when he entered the door, his figure was slightly slight, and he was surprised by the bustling monks in the Duobao Pavilion.

Why so many people?

Ji Qingyu's eyes fell on the almost crowded hall, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly, "Master, shall we go upstairs?" ”

She pointed to the stairs on the right.

There are a total of nine floors in Duobao Pavilion, and the higher you go, the fewer people there are, and there is no other, because you need to take the entrance fee if you don't go up to the first floor, and there are dozens of small spirit stones, and dozens of high-grade spirit stones.

Wan Qi Linfeng bowed slightly, "Okay, let's go up." ”

Naturally, he is not short of money, not only is he not short of money, but he is also rich in 100,000 points.

The man directly led people to the ninth floor of the Duobao Pavilion, Ji Qingyu didn't stop her all the way, and she couldn't help but laugh when she saw Wan Qi "sprinkling" the spirit stone with a wave of her big hand.

"Laughing at what?" Wan Qi glanced at her in the wind, only to feel that the apprentice's appearance was strange, as if he was holding back some bad thoughts.

Ji Qingyu blinked innocently, and the next moment she received a brain collapse.

There were almost no people on the ninth floor, Wan Qi Linfeng led Ji Qingyu into a private room, and then a steward entered the door and asked them what they meant.

"Two fellow Daoists, what do you want to buy?"

The steward asked with a smile.

Wan Qi Linfeng glanced at Ji Qingyu, and while reaching out to remove the wooden branch that was casually broken between her hair to make a hairpin, she said, "Fa hairpin." ”

Steward: "Okay, Daoist friends have other needs, our Duobao Pavilion not only has a hairpin, but also a magic robe and magic weapon are the top and most complete in the entire Eastern Regions!" ”

Ji Qingyu held her chin and didn't speak.

Wan Qi Linfeng heard the words, "Then it will all be presented." ”

The steward suddenly smiled happily, "Okay, two fellow Daoists, wait a minute, come right away." ”

Ji Qingwei hooked the hair on her sideburns, she walked to the window and looked down.

The hall was crowded.

Gu Rong had a silver mask covering his face, and he finally squeezed to the front, and was squeezed out by a strong monk.

The boy retreated to the staircase in frustration, his eyes slightly darkened.

He heard that the female cultivators liked the Dharma ornaments of the Duobao Pavilion and wanted to buy a gift for his senior sister.

Gu Rong's fingertips were clasped on the jade bracelet, which contained the spirit stones he had obtained from selling the pink reef shells.

These spirit stones are enough to buy a magic hairpin of acceptable quality.

Gu Rong's throat moved slightly, and he tried to squeeze into the monks again, but he still failed.