The handwriting on the screen disappeared, and the nine jade platforms slowly sank to the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheng Ziming let out a long sigh and muttered in a low voice: "As for it, you will actually eat the vinegar of a lamp." ”

He really couldn't understand it, witches are just machine spirits, and many human beings are born with feelings that they have not yet comprehended, let alone love. It's a bit ridiculous to compete with a lamp and eat the vinegar of a lamp.

Cheng Ziming thought wistfully: It turned out that the magic lamp was not filled with sand, but vinegar, and if it was overturned carelessly, it was more terrible than overturning the vinegar jar. I don't know when the fairy will figure it out, she won't ignore me all the time.

At this point, the ground began to "buzz" again. The jade bricks slowly staggered, and then the nine jade platforms slowly rose, rising to a position more than half a person's height, and paused.

Cheng Ziming is already very familiar with this set of reward processes, and he knows that this is a reward for Xin Yue.

The square is still in the witch's handwriting: put these magic crystals away, throw them into the lamp and you can use them. Save a little and save your life at a critical moment.

"Oh. It turned out to be a magic crystal. Cheng Ziming stepped forward and saw a pile of black crystals on each jade platform, as black and shiny as obsidian.

The magic crystals given by the witch should be of the best quality. I wonder if this piece of magic crystal can light up this golden lamp?

Cheng Ziming took a piece of magic crystal and threw it into the lamp with doubts.

"No response?" Cheng Ziming thought for a while, and threw another piece of magic crystal into the lamp.

A golden light flashed on the golden magic lamp, and the light flickered and disappeared, and the magic lamp continued to be unresponsive.

"This magic lamp clone is not simple. Cheng Ziming secretly thought: "Although the doppelganger is definitely not as powerful as the witch, it doesn't even react when two magic crystals are released, it should also be a powerful magic weapon." Since she gave me so many magic crystals, I think I can light up the magic lantern clone at least once. It's better to put it away first, and don't use this lamp until you have to. ”

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and put the magic lamp clone and the magic crystal into the storage space.

The witch's thoughts, Cheng Ziming also vaguely guessed a few points. She had left a mark on his forehead, and she could return from the Nine Heavens World at any time to find him among the vast crowds of beings in the Great World.

But on the other hand, if Cheng Ziming wants to contact the witch, it is impossible to achieve it. He is a Yuan Infant Monk, even if he cultivates for another hundred years and becomes a top-level God Transformation Monk, he will not be able to cross the plane and talk to the witch above the Nine Heavens.

And now, Cheng Ziming has the magic lantern clone in his hand, if he can't find the passage to ascend for a long time, at least he can summon the magic lamp clone and get in touch with the witch. And with the strength of the witch, she can definitely take Cheng Ziming to the nine heavens and travel to the world.

She had left him with a hope of ascension.

"You still look down on me. Cheng Ziming muttered in a low voice. He secretly made up his mind that the magic lamp clone must be well preserved, and the magic crystal must be well preserved, keep every piece of the magic crystal, and fly to the immortal realm with his own strength. When he reached the Nine Heavens and saw the witch again, he returned the magic lamp clone and the magic crystal to her, proving his strength and determination to practice.

There are no shortcuts to the way of faith, and obviously you can't be lazy and rely on external things.

Cheng Ziming thought so, and stepped into the teleportation light curtain of the Lingyu room.

Three hours later, Cheng Ziming took the Yunxiang car and returned to his home on Xiaqing Street.

He carried a jade pendant with hidden cultivation, so he did not arouse the slightest suspicion from his relatives and friends. Even Ruo Qingzhu, who was closest to him, didn't expect to see her for a few days, and her orange brother was already the predecessor of Yuanying Xiuwei.

After eating a sumptuous reception banquet, Cheng Ziming returned to the room and only called the housekeeper hedgehog in.

"Ade, do you have any eyebrows about the news in the teahouse?"

"Back to the young master. The hedgehog raised his eyes and peeked at Cheng Ziming, carefully served a cup of fragrant tea, and then said: "Recently, a big thing happened in the demon capital, and everyone talked about it, and it has become the hottest hot news of the demon clan." People who drink tea in teahouses are discussing this important matter, such as the abduction and trafficking of children, and no one talks about it in private. ”

"Oh?" Cheng Ziming raised his eyebrows, something happened to the demon capital? In the past, there was a lot of news in the demon capital, but it was never so hot that all immortal cultivators participated in the discussion. Did the Demon Emperor change which goblin as his wife? Or did the Wood Demon King cultivate some kind of precious spirit grass? Did the envoy of the Guangxia Immortal Dynasty bring a certain powerful magic weapon? Or did the profiteers who traveled between the Demon Land and the Immortal Dynasty have any peerless pills for sale?

Cheng Ziming thought about everything that might happen, and he didn't come up with anything that was worth talking about in the whole city.

"That's right. The hedgehog looked at Cheng Ziming's face and explained, "The Treasure Pavilion is going to go out of business." ”

"Shenma?" Cheng Ziming stood up suddenly.

"The Treasure Pavilion is going to go out of business?" Cheng Ziming suddenly realized that his voice was too loud, and he was not calm enough, which did not match his identity as a Yuan Infant Immortal Cultivator, he hurriedly sat back on the chair, made a look of surprise at every turn, and asked, "How is this possible?" The Treasure Pavilion is a big shop alongside Lingxifang and Sixiang Pavilion, and it is a first-class business in the demon capital. I went a few days ago and it was fine, how can I say that it will go out of business?"

"Back to the young master. The news of the imminent closure of the Treasure Pavilion is a rumor in the market for the past month, and it is the most lively topic of conversation in the teahouse. Some people say it's because of poor management, some people speculate that they were framed by the demon clan, and there are people who fake people who know and swear that it's a joint acquisition plan between Lingxifang and Sixiang Pavilion. In short, there is a lot of discussion, and there are all kinds of reasons. However, after careful investigation, the villain found that these statements were unreliable. ”

The hedgehog paused, approached Cheng Ziming, and whispered: "Few people know the truth of the matter at present." In fact, the Treasure Pavilion is not going bankrupt, but the owner of the Treasure Pavilion is dying, and in order to save his life, he even does not hesitate to transfer the Treasure Pavilion at a low price. ”

"Oh?" Cheng Ziming was taken aback suddenly: The boss of the Treasure Pavilion is dying? Wait, who is the boss of the Treasure Pavilion? Why is he dying all of a sudden? Is Shou Yuan here, or is he injured and poisoned? The Treasure Pavilion family has a great business, is there no one in the entire shop who can get the boss's elixir and elixir?

There are many questions, no wonder the news that the Treasure Pavilion is about to close down will cause an uproar in the demon capital. There is so much hidden information and doubts that arise in it.

Cheng Ziming looked at the hedgehog in front of him and found that the hedgehog was standing calmly with his hands down, with two small paws resting in front of him, as if he had been prepared, waiting for Cheng Ziming's question.

It seems that this guy has already heard it clearly, and he is waiting for me to digest the news slowly.

Cheng Ziming picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, with a slightly bitter tea fragrance spreading in his mouth, like a little spark of thought connected in his brain.

He put down his teacup and said in a deep voice, "Is the news reliable? Since few people know about it, how did you find out?"