Soon after Chiyuki returned to the firewood room, a maidservant girl opened the door and took her out.

This maid Qianxue knows, it is the little girl who stuffed a ball of cloth into her mouth, she looks eleven or twelve years old, and she has a pair of snow-white small wings behind her, which looks like a little angel.

The little angel glared at her: "Look at it! Look at it again, gouge out your eyeballs!"

Qianxue thought that it was the little devil who had been born in the wrong place, so she stopped looking at her and walked with her head down.

The little angel was very proud, snorted twice and led Qianxue to Mrs. Xifu's living room, and said, "Madam, the person has been brought." ”

"Look up. Mrs. Xifu said.

Qianxue raised her head as she said, and immediately pretended to be scared and bowed her head.

Mrs. Xifu looked at it again and again, and was very sure that the woman in front of her did not have aura fluctuations, and was a mortal.

She couldn't understand this, how could there be so many masters behind a mortal to protect her.

"What's your name?" asked Mrs. Xifu.

"My name is Chiyuki. Qianxue replied truthfully.

"Qian?" muttered to Mrs. Xifu, she really hadn't heard of any top masters with this surname.

But now is not the time to ask for details, and who knows if those monsters are watching around?

"Are you willing to do things in the mansion?" asked Mrs. Xifu tentatively, thinking that it would be better if Qianxue didn't want to, and she would be able to prevaricate those monsters.

"I do. Qianxue said.

Mrs. Xifu had a big headache, and in the future, there will be a little ancestor who can't be beaten and scolded.

She reached out and rubbed her temples, closed her eyes, lay weakly on the back of the chair, and ordered, "Yun'er, you go and arrange for her to stay." ”

The little angel beside him said, "Madam, do you really want to keep her?"

At this time, there were only three people in the house, and Qianxue knew that the little angel's name was Yun'er, and she was a little curious that she could be reused at such a young age.

Mrs. Xifu didn't bother to open her eyes: "Well, you go." ”

Yun'er responded, "Yes, madam." ”

She led Qianxue to the other house where the maidservant lived, and said angrily, "How could Madame let you stay!"

Qianxue said: "Madame is kind-hearted. ”

"Hmph, since Madame has commanded, I have no choice but to keep you staying, but I warn you that it is better not for me to find out that you are a moth, or you will be good-looking!"

Qianxue said: "Yun'er ......"

The exit was interrupted by Yun'er, and said angrily: "Yun'er is also called by you?"

"yes, I don't know what I should call you?"

Yun'er said: "You will call me Sister Yun in the future." ”

"Sister Yun. "Qianxue follows the local customs.

The next morning, Yun'er brought Qianxue a set of maidservant clothes in the house for her to change, gave her an identity token, and assigned Qianxue work.

In this way, Qianxue began a semi-secluded life, during the day she conscientiously did the work that a maid should do, and at night she took time to listen to Ying'er's report in the gray world.

Now that her territory in the Gray Realm was expanding rapidly, another gray point of light on the light curtain was already close at hand. The red point of light connected last time brought them a hundred-mile-long spiritual vein, and this time I don't know what will happen, in short, they can't relax.

What made Qianxue happy was that the spirit fir tree planted by Ying'er was growing extremely fast, and had already grown a few young leaves, and she was able to collect some spiritual liquid every day.

Although the purity of the collected spiritual liquid is not high, it is all low-grade spiritual liquid, and Qianxue finally has the exchange of the interface of the Yu Clan, and it is much easier to do things.

With the advent of the spiritual liquid, Ying'er took some to the territory to auction, but she didn't expect it to immediately attract great attention from the alchemists, and they asked if they could take more spiritual liquid.

Because the alchemists found that adding a little spiritual liquid to the elixir would increase the effect of the elixir a lot, and even drinking the spiritual liquid directly would also be of great benefit to the repair of the wounds on the body.

Ying'er saw the business opportunity, but unfortunately, the spirit fir tree could be successfully planted within twenty zhang of the Bodhi tree in the gray world, and the spirit fir trees in other places could not survive for a few days, so it was impossible to cultivate a large number of spirit fir trees.

She approached Qianxue to discuss: "Girl, do you think you can buy a large amount of spiritual liquid from the interface where you are staying?"

Qianxue said: "Then what do we exchange for?"

The interface of the Yu Clan is very different from the ordinary immortal cultivation realm, all of their runes, seals, spirit weapons, elixirs, etc. are refined using all kinds of strange trees, and these strange trees seem to be unable to survive in the gray realm.

Ying'er proposed, "We need their spiritual fluid, and presumably they will also need something from us. ”

Qianxue thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll take some spirit stones to set up a stall tomorrow and see if the monks there need them." ”

The next night, Qianxue changed into a snow-white dress, put on a white power fence, quietly touched out of Xifu, came to the Fang Market in the west of Weak Water City, and found a lively place to set up a stall.

She put a few spirit stones of different grades on the stall, and shouted: "Hey, come and take a look, don't miss it when you pass by, there are the best stones in the world." ”

When the monks passing by looked at him curiously, a young monk asked, "What's so strange about this stone of yours?"

Qianxue smiled: "I got these stones by chance, and they contain a lot of spiritual energy. ”

The young monk scoffed: "How can the aura be hidden in the stone?"

He looked at Qianxue again, only to find that she was actually a mortal, and he didn't believe it, so he turned around and left.

The monks who had stopped to watch soon discovered this fact, shook their heads, and walked away.

Qianxue was not discouraged at all, and continued to shout to the crowd, shouting that no one was interested all night, so she had to collect the stall and go back.

The next night, she wondered if she could shout like this anymore, so she asked Ying'er to order someone to make a lot of transmission notes.

The ordinary transmission note can only be heard by the receiving owner, but the transmission note she asked Ying'er to make can make the sound so that the people around her can hear the sound, which is more appropriate to call the amplification note.

The most important thing in Qianxue's territory is talent, but in one day, she received nearly 10,000 amplified notes.

So when she went to the market to set up a stall on the third night, after putting the spirit stone on the table, she closed her eyes and let the amplified notes attract guests for her.

This method of hers finally attracted the monks again, and the monks no longer considered her a mortal, because mortals would never use this method.

Guan Chang is one of them, he has cultivated to the ninth level of Qi cultivation this year, and his cultivation will not be able to make any progress, and he may be able to find something that will allow him to break through the bottleneck.

He also knew that the hope was small, because even he himself did not know what he was looking for.

He had been in the market for three days, so he naturally noticed Qianxue's stall. At first, he thought that Qianxue was a liar like everyone else, but once when he inadvertently used his divine sense to detect her appearance, he found that Qianxue not only had no aura fluctuations, but even the space in her body was empty, as if there was not a person sitting there.