"Two, two seniors!"

"What elixir do you want to buy? Our Danbao Pavilion, the first, second and third grade pills are everything! ”

Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang entered the store, and as soon as they finished scanning the interior decoration and furnishings of Danbao Pavilion, a young man wearing a coarse cloth shirt and looking capable and shrewd greeted him with a warm face.

The little boy had big eyes with a smile on his own.

He is fair and upright, and he is the kind of appearance that makes people feel good at first sight.

Song Zhi swept it with his divine sense, and found out that the boy was a three-spirit root of acceptable purity, and now his bone age was eleven years old, and his cultivation was already a third-level qi refining layer.

It seems that he is a good boy with a firm mind and hard work.

*

"Child, can you be the master of Danbao Pavilion?"

"If you can't, call your shopkeeper out."

"Let's just say, we are from the Spirit Immortal Sect, and we are here to receive the Danbao Pavilion!"

Zhao Muyang knew that Song Zhi was lazy and didn't like to take care of mundane affairs, and he said that he was the owner of the shop, so he stepped forward and replied.

When the little boy heard this, he first had the courage to look at Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang carefully.

Then, with a smile of surprise, he turned and ran to the inner room almost in joy.

After a few breaths, a middle-aged male cultivator with half an arm broken walked out in stride.

"Daddy, these two cyclamen are the Lingxian sect I am talking about."

"Quickly confirm, is it the person we are waiting for?"

The little boy followed behind the male cultivator with a broken arm, urging eagerly in a whisper, while raising his eyes and looking at Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang excitedly.

The shiny and joyful expression that seemed to come from bitterness made Song Zhi's mood subtle.

*

"The villain's name is Yuan Da, and Yuan Hao, the head of the Lingxian faction, is the villain's ancestor."

"This Danbao Pavilion, the villain also came to take over not long ago, and the person who brought the villain claimed to be a member of the Xianzhen Sect, and was ordered to do things, saying that it would not be in the future, and the Lingxian Sect would send someone to come to accept it."

"I want to come to the Xianzhen faction, it's the two seniors."

"I don't know what the two seniors call each other?"

Yuan Da said politely, showing neither humility nor arrogance.

He raised his eyes and observed Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang without moving.

After discovering that he couldn't see through the cultivation of this man and woman, Yuan Da knew that the cultivation of the coming person was at least above the foundation.

Yuan Da's qualifications are mediocre, just four spirit roots.

After more than eighty years of penance, it was only after reaching the sixth level of Qi cultivation that Yuan Da belonged to the lowest level of existence among the many cultivators in Lin Immortal City.

He couldn't see through the cultivators, but there were too many.

After identifying the carved logo on the collars of Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang, which was a purple hibiscus pattern unique to the Lingxian faction, Yuan Da was really relieved.

*

"The name of this road is Zhao Muyang, and the one next to me is my little sister-in-law, Song Zhi."

"Our master is the head of the current generation of the Lingxian Sect, Linglong Zhenjun."

"The ancestor of your family is the ancestor of the in-laws of this Dao."

"According to this relationship, you and I will be commensurate with each other."

"Senior Brother Yuan, my junior sister and I came to visit rashly, so I shouldn't have disturbed you, right?"

Zhao Muyang looked at his white and delicate face, and said with a lovely smile.

didn't know, I thought Zhao Muyang was a fledgling newcomer, honest and easy to deceive.

But Yuan Da never dared to think like this.

Don't talk about it, just say that the junior sister named Song Weaving is only eighteen years old, and she is already cultivating in the foundation building period.

Looking at its coercion, it is much thicker and more solid than Zhao Muyang, a senior brother.

From this, it can be seen that Song Zhi's cultivation is inevitably higher than Zhao Muyang's.

The female cultivator has a bright appearance, although there is a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, but a pair of phoenix eyes are cold, and she is not a good look.

Yuan Dahao is also an old man in his eighties, and he has his own vision and rules of doing things.

Hearing this, he immediately looked frightened, and waved his hand again and again to say that he didn't dare.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, if you don't have other arrangements."

"Why don't you go to the pantry with the villain, check the account books, look at the inventory of the shop, etc.?"

……

Yuan Da was very good, and without waiting for Zhao Muyang to take the initiative to mention it, he took Zhao Muyang to inspect the income of the shop and explain the relevant matters.

Song Zhi was not interested in these, and waved his hand to let Zhao Muyang deal with it himself.

She sat in the outer hall with her sword in her hand, drinking the so-called spiritual tea with almost no spiritual energy.

The little boy Yuan Lei stood honestly at the door of the store, acting as the second shopkeeper to attract customers.

However, Yuan Lei was obviously very excited, his body was facing the door, but his eyes kept peeking at Song Zhi.

The longing and admiration for the high-ranking monk was so strong that he almost said it directly.

*

"Brother, brother......"

"Minmin is hungry."

Just as Song Zhi'an was closing his eyes and concentrating, in the direction of the inner room of Danbao Pavilion, a small, milky call suddenly came.

Song Zhi then opened his eyes and looked towards that place.

A small, trembling figure of a girl immediately came into view.

"Xiaomin, are you awake?"

"Come, brother, hug!"

The appearance of the little girl broke the silence of the outer hall.

The little boy Yuan Lei glanced at Song Zhi in fear, rushed to the curtain door of the inner room with a white face, and took the white and tender little girl into his arms.

He turned around and wanted to confess to Song Weaving, but saw Song Weaving put away his sword with a soft expression and beckoned to them.

Before Yuan Da and Zhao Muyang went to the pantry to talk, they mentioned that the second person in the shop was his own son, named Yuan Lei.

He also has a three-year-old daughter named Yuan Xiaomin.

Both brothers and sisters are qualified as Sanlinggen, and Yuan Xiaomin's qualifications are better than Yuan Lei.

Because of her good qualifications, when Yuan Xiaomin's mortal mother conceived her, her body suffered serious losses, and she died suddenly after giving birth to a child.

*

"Song, Uncle Song!"

"This is the villain's sister Yuan Xiaomin."

"Xiao Min didn't mean to disturb Uncle Shi's retreat, Xiao Min is hungry."

"Please also ask Uncle Shi to forgive your sins!"

Yuan Lei firmly protected Yuan Xiaomin in his arms, with tears in his eyes, and he was about to kneel down to plead guilty as soon as his knees were weak.

It's heart-wrenching to be careful.

Song Zhi glanced at him carefully, and with a spiritual wind, he straightened Yuan Lei's knee-bent body directly.

She tilted her head slightly, and teased with a smile in her eyes: "Although your Uncle Song and I don't look like a fairy who everyone loves, but they are also bright and generous, not scary, right?" ”

"Before I could speak, your little face turned pale and trembled with fright."

"Tsk, it really broke Uncle Shi's heart, I don't know, I thought Uncle Shi looked ugly and scary!"

"Xiaomin, come here, let Uncle Shi take a look at you."

Song Zhi smiled, which was diametrically opposed to the cold appearance when he entered the store.

Yuan Lei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hugged Yuan Xiaomin to Song Zhi with a slightly red face.

The little girl is still young and doesn't understand many things.

Seeing that her brother wanted her to get close to Song Zhi, she grinned and stretched out her soft and glutinous little hand to ask Song Zhi to hug her.

Song Zhi took her into his arms with his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was cheerful.

Carefully perceiving the little girl's body, Song Zhi found that what Yuan Da said before was true.

His daughter Yuan Xiaomin's qualifications are indeed much better than that of his brother Yuan Lei.

Yuan Lei's three spiritual roots, the purity of the spiritual roots are all below sixty, and they can only be regarded as barely passing.

But the purity of Yuan Xiaomin's spiritual roots is all above eighty, and the purity of the golden and wooden twin spiritual roots has reached ninety-two percent purity.

This kind of three-spirit root qualification is placed in the great sects, and it is also an excellent disciple who is rushed to ask.