Chapter Seventy-Two: Rich
was thinking about how to comfort a few words, but Mi Qing saw it, she smiled freely, and said, "Qi Daoyou, I actually came to say goodbye to you this time." β
"I've decided to leave Pinghui Fang and go out to practice, I'm afraid I won't come back. β
Qi Yun'er was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "I don't know that Mi Daoyou has this intention, it's a good thing to go out to practice, I don't know when you will leave?"
For monks, closed-door penance is just one of the ways to cultivate, and in order to seek more opportunities, it is inevitable to go out and practice. Mi Qing has been in Pinghui Fang long enough, and it is time to go out and see what he knows.
In fact, she originally wanted to wait for herself to break through the ninth layer before leaving, but now that the situation has changed, it would be better to leave earlier.
Xu He did have the grace of cultivating her, but over the years, since she could go out to hunt beasts to obtain spirit stones, she had never been less filial to this master, let alone how many butts she had helped Xu Lian wipe.
The kindness has been returned, and even Xu He has no reason not to let her go.
"Half a month later, you have to pack your bags and make some preparations," Mi Qing smiled lightly, and there was no apprehension about facing the adventure in his words, but more a trace of expectation and yearning, "At that time, I will not say goodbye to Qi Daoyou." β
The two raised their glasses, touched each other with tea instead of wine, and smiled at each other.
Looking at Mi Qing's departing back, Qi Yun'er's mind suddenly flashed her clenched right hand that day, and she was silent for a while.
That day, she was trapped in the insect swarm, and she also used a wisp of divine sense to observe the scene outside, and naturally saw the scene of Xu Lian's sneak attack.
Later, Xu Lian died, and with the strength of Qi Yun'er's divine sense, he also noticed the unusualness in Mi Qing's hands.
She didn't break it, she just didn't see it, if she was in a different place, she had such a disgusting junior sister, and she would do it after suffering a big loss.
What's more, looking at Xu Lian's character, you can know how protective her father is, if she is really allowed to go back half-dead like this, Qi Yun'er can figure out what she will say with her toes, and that tenth-layer monk Xu He will definitely listen to what she says to find a place for her.
The two culprits are dead, Qi Yun'er doesn't want to be the only target, even if she is not afraid of Xu He, and she doesn't want to get into trouble and delay time by fighting for no reason.
Maybe Mi Qing also thinks that the dead are better than the living.
Coming out of the teahouse, Qi Yun'er went to the largest magic shop in Pinghui Fang.
Standing at the door of the crowded store, the three star-studded characters of Wanbao Pavilion on it were dazzling, Qi Yun'er patted her bulging storage bag, and finally had the confidence to go in and have a good look.
When she came here before, she knew that she was shy in her pocket, and she gave full play to the skills of only looking at it and not buying it, and she was addicted, but today is different, she is rich!
Buying the threshold with great interest, the display cabinets on both sides are all pieces of magic vessels with a faint aura, from the lower grade to the upper grade.
It is said that there is a large faction behind this Wanbao Pavilion, which is no wonder that the scale of its faΓ§ade is much more magnificent than other shops in Pinghuifang, Qi Yun'er vaguely remembers that Liuyunfang seems to have such a branch.
She even heard that there were not only high-grade magic weapons in the store, but even higher-grade spiritual weapons.
Wanbao Pavilion has three floors, the first floor is the middle grade and the lower grade are the majority, the second floor has the upper grade, and the third floor is only the VIP can be received.
Qi Yun'er only glanced at the first floor in a hurry, and went directly to the second floor, and sure enough, compared to the number of monks on the first floor, the second floor was much less.
The quality of this layer is also much stronger than the first layer, Qi Yun'er became interested and began to take a closer look.
The display cabinet is surrounded by a snake, in addition to the display of the magic weapon, the name and use effect of the magic weapon are also simply attached next to it, if the guest is interested in any of them, he can ask the maid next to him to open the cabinet to prohibit the treasure to take out and see.
There are many treasures here, for the sake of safety, the monks sitting in the Wanbao Pavilion are also advanced cultivators, Qi Yun'er just stepped on the second floor when she felt a powerful divine sense sweep her around.
Thinking that all the monks who came here or many people had this treatment, Qi Yun'er didn't care very much, and calmly started her own choice.
Purple umbrella, Xuanwu pen, Zhaotian circle, rejuvenation lamp......
The names are full of bells and whistles, and the introductions are also written in a frenzy, which makes people salivate and almost can't control their desire to buy.
Especially Qi Yun'er, who has never had a handy magic weapon so far, and looking at these is even hotter.
The price is not expensive, ranging from a dozen to dozens of medium-grade spirit stones, of course, all the goods here are of the highest quality, much higher than those bought in the casual cultivation stalls outside, and it is definitely not cheap in comparison.
Qi Yun'er has decided to buy a better one to treat herself, and she can use it for a longer time, so she only looks at the high-grade magic weapons, and sweeps away those medium-grade ones.
Walking to the end of the showcase, Qi Yun'er already had a plan in her heart, she took a fancy to a set of high-grade magic weapons called "Heavenly Fire Golden Blade Needle", which was a set of flying needle-type magic weapons, which could disperse attacks or synthesize a set into a needle array, which was not powerful and extremely flexible to use at the same time.
The only drawback is that the requirements for the monk's divine sense are not low, of course, this is nothing to Qi Yun'er, and it is still easy to control this set of flying needles with her powerful divine sense.
There is another reason for choosing this treasure, Qi Yun'er is light and dexterous when fighting with people, if she chooses a heavy magic weapon that opens and closes, it is inconsistent with her own path, and it is not conducive to fighting.
Looking at the price of the Heavenly Fire Golden Blade Needle, asking for thirty medium-grade spirit stones, Qi Yun'er pondered for a moment, and called the maid standing on the side to open the display case, ready to carefully inspect the quality of this magic weapon, she didn't notice that a group of monks were stepping on the stairs on the second floor and walking slowly.
"Sister Shangguan, this Wanbao Pavilion is my Liu family's family business, whatever my sister likes, I will choose it as a gift for the first time I see my sister. β
The male cultivator led by him is handsome, dressed in white clothes embroidered with gold threads, faintly overflowing with aura, that is, there is a pride between his eyebrows, and he is facing a younger female cultivator sideways at this time.
The female cultivator has a very beautiful appearance, her face is like a peach and plum, her skin is like white jade, her red lips are small and she is smiling, and on the bridge of her tall nose is a pair of peach blossom eyes, which seem to be shining with water, and a green silk shawl goes down, adding a sense of softness, and a weak temperament is very easy to arouse the desire of others to protect.
"Liu Daoyou is polite, how can you take advantage of Liu Daoyou for nothing. The female cultivator spoke lightly, her voice was as delicate as a yellow warbler out of the valley, but her tone was very polite.
"Peng Peng, what you said is not right, you and Liu Daoyou have an old relationship, how can he say that he took advantage of his kindness to give treasure. The other female cultivator spoke coquettishly, she seemed to be very close to the beautiful female cultivator, but in fact, she was helping the male cultivator say good things, invisibly bringing the relationship between the two closer.
Zhang Daoyou said even, the so-called meeting is fate, Liu is the host, and several of them are the same door of Shangguan's sister, so it is better to choose the same favorite magic weapon in the pavilion, and I hope that all Taoist friends will not be disgusted. β
He was very arrogant and generous, and when he said this, several monks behind the nun all showed joy, and they all looked at him differently.
The female cultivator named Shangguan Pengpeng flashed a trace of impatience in her eyes, frowned slightly, and said, "Let Liu Daoyou break the bank, in my opinion, it's still ......."
"Peng Peng, what do you think of that set of spirit needles? It just so happens that your Tianxiang Flying Needle was damaged before, so it's just right to use this set to make up for it. β
Before she could refuse, the nun who had spoken before interrupted her by pointing to a set of flying needles.
And the one who was holding the magic weapon in his hand was Qi Yun'er.