The night is bright and the stars are scarce, and the willows are on the moon.

Mu Wenhua had been having a tryst with Zhou Gong for a long time, Li Qingyun quietly got up and came to the outside of the fairy grass workshop, looked around sneakily, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, the storage ring on his finger swiped slightly, and dozens of spirit stones rolled out.

Li Qingyun tiptoed to the open space behind the Immortal Grass Workshop, placed the spirit stones in his hands around him in turn, sat down cross-legged, and ran the Heavenly Dao Forging Technique.

With the operation of the Heavenly Dao Body Forging Technique, the tricks around the body once again opened their greedy mouths, frantically devouring the majestic aura that escaped from them.

In this dark night where you can't see your fingers, Li Qingyun's body has a glimmer of fireflies, flickering from time to time. After the last spirit stone turned into a waste stone, Li Qingyun exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and a slippery and sticky black slime continued to flow out of his pores, making Li Qingyun frown slightly.

"Hmm, I Ching marrow, boy, your speed is really against the sky?" The phantom of the giant sword in the spiritual sea suddenly came from Lu Tianji's exclamation.

Li Qingyun hurriedly withdrew the exercises, his heart sank into the spiritual sea and asked with concern: "Old man, have you been watched?

The giant sword shook slightly, and Lu Tianji's lazy voice continued to come: "Hey, Qiluo girl won't wake up for a while." But with me and Lei Ling here, there won't be any big problems. ”

"It's you, Xiaoyou, how did you directly break through to the second level of the Heavenly Dao Forging Body Technique?"

Hearing that Zhao Qiluo was not in any danger for the time being, Li Qingyun relieved himself slightly, and then asked rhetorically: "Old man, why didn't you tell me that this Heavenly Dao Body Forging Technique was a great gold swallower?

"Didn't Xiaoyou get a batch of windfalls?

Li Qingyun heard Lu Tianji's answer to the question, and the gratitude that Lu Tianji was able to condense the sky-bombarding cannon for himself because Lu Tianji's soul was exhausted disappeared. The entire spiritual sea began to shake continuously under Li Qingyun's anger.

"Chen Daozi gave a batch of low-grade spirit stones, but all of them were absorbed by the tricks opened by the Heavenly Dao Forging Body Technique. Now that my cultivation has stagnated, what do you say? ”

Lu Tianji said slowly: "Little friend, don't worry, now that you have broken through to the I Ching, the spiritual power of the acupoints in your body is full, as long as you don't squander the spiritual power of the acupoints at will, the spiritual liquid of the spiritual sea will naturally be able to condense." ”

Hearing that Lu Tianji recovered like this, Li Qingyun relieved his heart, and looked at the few spirit stones left in the storage ring, and his heart still couldn't stop hurting.

The first pot of gold earned on the road to cultivating immortals will be squandered by himself in one day.

"It's just that Xiaoyou has now broken through to the I Ching marrow realm, and you have to be careful of thunderstorms in the future. ”

Li Qingyun asked suspiciously, "Why should you be careful of thunderstorms?"

"Vulnerable to lightning strikes......"

After finishing speaking, Lu Tianji fell silent again, and no matter how much Li Qingyun shouted in his heart, he didn't respond.

Li Qingyun, who accepted his fate, had no choice but to sense the Heavenly Dao Forging Body Technique that had been deeply imprinted in his body, and the conclusion he got made Li Qingyun couldn't help but want to swear.

The Heavenly Dao Forging Body Recipe is a dual realm, and the I Ching is a marrow cutting realm. Whoever enters this realm is invulnerable, invulnerable, difficult to invade, and destroys gold and stone.

The disadvantage is that the monks of the I Ching Cutting Realm are very easy to attract the care of thunder and lightning in thunderstorms, lead thunder into the body, and hammer and forge the internal organs.

"Fortunately, the weather should have been good lately. After Li Qingyun cleaned up the dirt and impurities oozing from his body, he went back to sleep lightly.

Tomorrow is the first step in making money.

In the early morning, Li Qingyun got up early, changed into his Immortal Grass Workshop's strange robe, and said to Mu Wenhua: "Senior Brother Wenhua, let Senior Brother go to Changchun Peak to fetch water today." You can rest a little longer. ”

Mu Wenhua was quite pleased, patted Li Qingyun's shoulder and said, "It is worthy of being a good son of our Immortal Grass Fang, then work hard, junior brother, I will sleep for a while." Call me again when you come back. ”

Li Qingyun pushed open the door, picked up two empty buckets, and went straight to Changchun Peak. The bucket on the left side is pasted with "The Dao robe of Mu Wen Hua, from ten spirit stones", and the bucket on the right is pasted with "The hair of Mu Wen Hua, from twenty spirit stones".

Carrying the bucket all the way from Changchun Peak, Li Qingyun was already followed by a long string of female cultivators, looking at the two buckets carried by Li Qingyun obsessively.

When he came to the immortal spring of Changchun Peak, Li Qingyun put down the bucket, sat next to the immortal spring, bowed a handful of sweet immortal springs, and drank them all. Then he slowly took out a tattered robe from the bucket, and several strands of black hair wrapped in red cloth.

At the Immortal Spring, the countless female cultivators of Changchun Peak had already surrounded this place, and they all looked at the items in Li Qingyun's hand with bright eyes.

"Hello senior sisters, in Xia Linfeng, there are new miscellaneous disciples in Xiancaofang.

Senior brother knows that it is difficult for you to express your love for my senior brother, and I can't bear it.

So after wasting all his strength, he finally persuaded the senior brother to let go, and promised to give the robe and a few strands of hair that he wore on weekdays to a few senior sisters to talk about the pain of lovesickness. ”

"Give me! Give me!"

"Whatever you're giving you, it's definitely for me! ”

The female cultivators argued endlessly, and there was a momentum of fighting if they disagreed, and the fairy spring was tense and the atmosphere was solemn.

Seeing this, Li Qingyun was happy in his heart, coughed and said, "Senior sisters have also seen it, junior brother, I can only get these with all my might." You can't let every senior sister get it.

So after discussing with my senior brother all night, we decided to decide their ownership by auction, which can also let my senior brother see the thoughts of your senior sisters.

In desperation, I hope you will forgive me. ”

The female cultivators of Changchun Peak nodded their heads one after another, not only did they not feel the slightest disgust for Li Qingyun, but they felt that the little junior brother in front of them was extremely cute, kind and sensible.

"Senior Brother Lin Feng, don't worry, it's too late for us to thank you, how can we blame you. Let's get started, we can't wait. ”

Li Qingyun rubbed his hands, stood up, took Mu Wenhua's Taoist robe in his hand, and said to the female cultivators of Changchun Peak around him: "Senior sisters, take a good look. This robe is what Senior Brother Wenhua wears on weekdays, and it was only changed yesterday, and now it still has the body fragrance of Senior Brother Wenhua.

Owning it is as if Senior Brother Wenhua is right next to you, and there is also a robe number written by Senior Brother Wenhua on the inside of this robe, which is even more rare.

The starting price is ten low-grade spirit stones. Each price increase shall not be less than one low-grade spirit stone. ”

"I gave out fifty spirit stones, ten lower-grade spirit stones, this is an insult to Senior Brother Wenhua. ”

Li Qingyun immediately handed the Dao robe in his hand to the purple-robed female cultivator who offered the price, and the rest of the female cultivators around him immediately sharpened their eyes and stared closely at the Dao robe that was about to be acquired.

"Fifty spirit stones once, fifty spirit stones twice, Senior Brother Wenhua's robe, there is only one one at present, and there will be no chance after that. Li Qingyun continued to speak, constantly raising the status of the Dao robe in the hearts of the female cultivators of Changchun Peak.

"Senior brother, slow down, I'll give you a hundred spirit stones, and I'll give you all this month's money. A thin female nun in Tsing Yi shouted in the crowd.

The female cultivators around also exclaimed, one hundred spirit stones, that is a month's worth of sect for an inner disciple, after all the money is used to buy Taoist robes, all the cultivation resources for this month are emptied.

The purple-robed female cultivator looked at the Dao robe that was about to be acquired, her face was struggling, and finally she gritted her teeth and gave up, turning her head away with tears in the corners of her eyes, and she couldn't bear to look at it again.

"One hundred spirit stones once, one hundred spirit stones twice, one hundred spirit stones, three times! Congratulations to this senior sister for winning a robe from Senior Brother Wenhua!" Seeing that the rest of the female cultivators did not continue to bid, Li Qingyun finally finalized the price and put Mu Wenhua's Taoist robe in the hands of the female cultivator in Tsing Yi.

As soon as she got the robe, the nunist in Tsing Yi held it in front of her nose and sniffed it deeply, her face was pink and intoxicated, holding the robe, and her graceful body shook gently.

Li Qingyun secretly smacked his tongue in his heart, he didn't expect that a worthless tattered Dao robe would be auctioned for the price of a hundred spirit stones, far exceeding his psychological expectations. It seems that I still underestimated Senior Brother Wenhua's incomparably strong charm.

"Then the next thing is Senior Brother Wenhua's hair. Married couples, married couples, the affection contained in these strands of Wenhua Senior Brother's hair, I don't think I need to say more.

The starting price of twenty spirit stones is not less than one spirit stone each time. Li Qingyun gently picked up a few strands of hair from under the sleeping Mu Wenhua pillow last night and held it in his hand, and looked at the group of Changchun Peak female cultivators who had already shining.

"I'm out too, a hundred spirit stones!"

"Hmph, a hundred spirit stones are delusional to get Wen Hualang's hair? What a fool's dream! The old lady gave out one hundred and twenty spirit stones!"

As the group of female cultivators continued to quarrel, the price of Mu Wenhua's hair soared all the way to the two hundred mark.

In the end, under the envious eyes of the female cultivators, Li Qingyun handed over his hair to the unjust eldest sister who bid two hundred and fifty spirit stones in one go.

The rest of the nuns, who had not been given the items, were frowning and heartbroken, as if they had lost the most precious item in the world.

"Hey, I really can't bear to return empty-handed, let me go back and persuade my senior brother that I will come here tomorrow to see if I can fulfill the wishes of a few more senior sisters." Li Qingyun said in a deep voice.

"This is very good, this is so good! Senior brother will definitely come up early tomorrow!"

"Senior sisters, the good news that I am waiting for tomorrow is that I will not be disappointed by the senior sisters!" In the expectant gaze of the female cultivators, Li Qingyun picked up two buckets of immortal springs and returned to the original way of Xiancaofang.

"What an empathetic little junior brother!"

"Yes, thanks to the little junior brother, I don't know what Wen Hualang's items will be tomorrow, it's really exciting!"

Li Qingyun touched the storage ring full of three hundred and fifty spirit stones, and felt a sense of joy in his heart, with the supply of these spirit stones, his spiritual sea could finally recondense the spiritual liquid.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed color, thunder suddenly rose, and the heavy clouds pressed down, Li Qingyun's heart tightened, and he looked up. A tall figure stood in the void, and a dragon with a long roar in the sky was constantly swaying its body and shuttling between the clouds.

Li Qingyun looked fixedly, and the golden robe of the tall figure was impressively printed with a true word of dragon flying and phoenix dancing!