Chapter 42 Soul-raising lotus matures, ghost-exorcism all over the city

Author: Yunzhong Palace

Chapter 42 Soul-raising lotus matures, ghost-exorcism all over the city

"in addition."

Xiao Qingyu continued: "The corpse of that tiger demon is useless. I'll go to the disciple trading market to help you deal with it."

"Because it is a tigress and there is no tiger whip, the value is lower. The tiger skin, tiger blood, tiger flesh, and tiger bones are sold separately, and a total of 2,078 spirit stones were sold."

"I'll erase the fraction of it for you. Here are 2,000 spirit stones, please hold them away."

After saying that.

Xiao Qingyu gently brushed her sleeves, and four pink tips appeared in front of Wang Xiu, embroidered with white lotus patterns and exuded a faint fragrance.

Hiss ~

Wang Xiu took a deep breath. Is there still money to collect this wave?

It's really amazing.

Wang Xiu pushed two of the tips to Xiao Qingyu and laughed: "I really feel sorry for letting Senior Sister Qingyu run for me, so I should share the money evenly!"

Yo~

Xiao Qingyu smiled and said, "A thousand spirit stones are given away as soon as they say they are. When did our junior brother Wang Xiu become so generous? Could this be a bride price?"

Ahem~

Wang Xiu was amused and crying: "Senior sister said it as if I was very stingy. Didn't I have no money before?"

It’s really not that Wang Xiu cried poor.

Although the Gua Mai has 100 subsidies for spiritual stones every month, it will take many years to go down the mountain to enjoy it, cultivating immortals is a job of spending money or even burning money.

Before killing the tiger demon and finding the Soul-raising Lotus, Wang Xiu's cash flow was actually not much.

The filial piety to Xiao Qingyu is really squeezed out from the gap between her teeth.

"Okay~!"

Xiao Qingyu glanced at Wang Xiu with a angrily look and said with a smile: "You don't have much money in your hands now, so keep it yourself! There are so many places to spend money in the future!"

"I am in charge of the mission hall and don't have to go down the mountain. What do I need so many spirit stones to do? It's just something outside of my body."

Wang Xiu was stunned and muttered: "Since it's something outside, why don't you wipe it off?"

Xiao Qingyu:???

Xiao Qingyu:???

Xiao Qingyu:???

clang~!

A dazzling sword light pierced through the void and penetrated in front of Wang Xiu. Xiao Qingyu was so angry that she stamped her feet: "Go away!"

Ha ha!

Wang Xiu smiled and put away the treasure bag embroidered with lotus and ran away in a panic: "Since my senior sister likes lotus, if I find a soul-raising lotus next time, I will give you one!"

"Not for alchemy, only for the senior sister to watch!"

Looking at the boy's departure, Xiao Qingyu's pretty face turned slightly red and said lightly: "Bah, who cares about what lotus flowers are? The lotus always witheres, how can there be the fragrance of spirit stones?"

In the world of immortal cultivation, in this chaotic world.

Survival, becoming stronger and protecting one's safety are the primary issues that every disciple of the Three Pure Immortal Sect is concerned about.

Appreciating flowers?

Unless there are endless green leaves in these three pure immortal gates, you can enjoy the lotus flowers that reflect the sun.

Otherwise, the medicinal power of the soul-raising lotus that has been picked will slowly spread every moment. Who would be willing to put it in a vase and be purely the view?

Huh ~

Gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, Xiao Qingyu returned to her previous cool temperament and walked out of the reception room slowly.

...

The words are divided into two ends.

After leaving the mission hall, Wang Xiu sacrificed the Xuanwu Mirror, pulled up his speed and headed straight for Fengcheng.

Wang Xiu, whose cultivation has reached the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, controls the Xuanwu Mirror as fast as a green light, which ordinary people can't even see clearly.

soon.

He crossed hundreds of miles of territory and came to the bright moon mountain outside Fengcheng.

The soul-raising lotus in the Huangquan Grottoes grows very well, and a total of twelve flowers have transformed from blooming form to blooming form.

Wang Xiu took out the prepared jade box and cast the spirit-locking spell that can slow down the dissipation of spiritual energy. Then he carefully put the lotus flowers into the jade box.

Um.

Putting aside the one that I was going to give to Senior Sister Qingyu, there are eleven more flowers to sell for money, which means that they can earn at least more than 30,000 or even 40,000 spirit stones.

The days of getting rid of poverty and becoming rich and becoming well-off are not far away!

After putting away the jade box, Wang Xiu checked the seal at the bottom of the pond and left before he made it clear.

Leave Mingyue Mountain.

Wang Xiu soon arrived at Fengcheng, but everything that caught his eye made him frown slightly.

at this time.

The atmosphere in Fengcheng is very subtle and bizarre. The streets are deserted and quiet. Every household closes the doors, and many people have yellow talismans attached to their doors, dancing in the wind.

Occasionally, pedestrians walked by on the road, and they were in a hurry, as if they didn't dare to stay outside for even a moment.

To describe it in one word: the wind and the cranes are in a panic.

Wang Xiu Yujian landed in front of one of the families, took off the yellow talisman and looked at it. It was the ghost-expressing talisman of the Sanqing Immortal Sect, but the spiritual energy contained was thin and its power was limited.

Um.

How to say it!

It is the kind that monks can mass-produce in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It has a little effect on evil spirits, but not much.

"Senior Sister Qingyu said that Fengcheng has not been peaceful recently. Could it be that it is haunted?"

Wang Xiu murmured to himself, then pasted the talisman paper back to the door, and Yujian flew towards the "Qingfeng Temple" at the deacon's base in Fengcheng.

In Qingfeng Temple, there are two deacon disciples from the Three Qing Immortal Sects, whose names are "Qingyun" and "Changfeng".

I used to practice on the Sanqing Mountains, but after my cultivation reached a bottleneck, I was unwilling to work hard anymore, so I took the task of the sect and went down the mountain to take charge.

"Qingyun has met his senior brother."

"Changfeng has met his senior brother."

The two disciples looked about thirty or forty years old, wearing light green Taoist robes, and looked a bit fairy-like.

Although the two are obviously older than Wang Xiu.

However, in the Three Pure Immortal Sect, their identities are only external disciples, and their cultivation is only at the second and third level of foundation building. Therefore, according to the rules, Senior Brother Wang Xiu should be called.

"Two junior brothers, there is no need to be too polite."

Wang Xiu responded with a proper gift, and then he noticed sensitively that the two Taoist priests had broken parts on their bodies and their faces looked a little pale.

Obviously, it was because he had just experienced a fierce battle not long ago and his injuries had not recovered.

even.

Wang Xiu, who had practiced the Prison Skill of the Emperor of the Underworld, could sensitively sense that the soul fire of these two junior brothers was a little sluggish and seemed to have been traumatized.

Although the injury is not particularly serious and may not affect the basic source, it may be difficult to completely recover without three to five years of cultivation.

I received the address of Mr. He’s home.

Wang Xiu did not leave immediately, but asked, "Two junior brothers."

"I see that every household in Fengcheng has a ghost-exorcist talisman. Could it be that it is haunting?"

Qingyun Changfeng and the two Taoist priests looked at each other and smiled bitterly, "It's indeed haunted, and they are extremely fierce ghosts."

As the two of them told each other, Wang Xiu also had a rough understanding of what happened.

There are four large families in Fengcheng.

In addition to the wealthiest He family, there are three families of Zhao, Qian and Sun, as well as more than a dozen small families.

And this evil ghost.

He came from the Nie family among more than a dozen small families, and was the eldest daughter of the Nie family, Nie Linglan.

It is said.

Nie Linglan was born in a scholarly family. He has been familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child. He is good at poetry, songs, and embroidering the female red girl.

Moreover, he has a Bodhisattva heart, which may hurt the lives of ants when sweeping the floor, and cherishes moths and gauzes and lamps.

He often paints, embroidery and uses the money he earns to help the poor people in the city. He is a lady with an excellent reputation in Fengcheng.

But, the beauty is so lucky~!

PS: Thank you for the brothers’ reward of 500 starting points coins;

Thanks to the brothers [Star Hang Ancestor] for their reward of 100 starting point coins.
Chapter completed!