Spirit Planters Chapter 169: Meeting ceremony

Hearing the words of Zhenjun Qingling, the master laughed and said, "Qingling, master seems to feel that you have something good."

This person is really direct, but also makes people feel a little closer.

There is a clear smile on the face of Qingling Zhenjun Ruyu, "I am choosing a gift for my new disciple, how can there be no good things."

Everyone suddenly lost interest. It turned out to be this woman's thing, so I can't make up my mind.

"Have you accepted an apprentice?" The uncle asked in surprise, and without waiting for Qingling to answer, he stared at Luo Jingchen who was standing behind her.

Luo Jingchen only felt that something had swept over him. Knowing that the other party was using his divine sense to probe him, he pretended to be unaware, and still stood there with his eyebrows lowered and his hands down, with a respectful and obedient appearance.

After checking, the uncle nodded with satisfaction, "Little girl is very good, Qingling, you have accepted a good apprentice."

True Monarch Qingling immediately raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Qinglian, this is the uncle of Danfeng's Jingxing master."

Luo Jingchen bowed and saluted, "Disciple pays respect to Uncle Jingxing."

Because she was in the air, it was not easy for her to kneel and salute, so Venerable Jingxing didn't care, but nodded happily, "Just see it, just see it."

True Monarch Qingling was a little unhappy, "Uncle, you are an elder, how can you meet me?"

Zumba, the net way, blinked at her.

"I was choosing a gift for my disciple just now." True Monarch Qingling reminded gently.

This time, Dao Zun Jingxing can't pretend to be confused whether he understands it or not. He patted his head with a look of realization, "Yes, yes, it's the first time we meet. I really want to give some greetings."

Come on, this voice master uncle was called at a loss.

Daoist Jingxing groaned inwardly while groping.

"Uncle Master, this disciple has already given a lot of good things to the disciple." True Monarch Qingling added abruptly.

The implication is that it's too bad, so don't take it out.

The villain in Jingxing Daozun's body burst into tears, knowing that he would not come.

Finally, Taoist Jingxing took out a pill furnace. As if offering a treasure, he handed it to Zhenjun Qingling, "Look, girl, this pill furnace is not bad."

Qingling Zhenjun didn't answer, he pouted, "Master, you are too stingy, you actually gave a mid-grade magic weapon."

I was struck by the look of disdain on her face. The old face of Jingxing Daozun trembled a few times, and he gritted his teeth and changed another one. "How about this?"

True Monarch Qingling glanced at him, and reluctantly said, "High-grade magic weapon, when Qinglian learns alchemy, she should be able to make peace."

Jingxing Daozun almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. The magic weapon is the magic weapon, and the magic weapon is the spiritual weapon. And each is divided into four levels: upper, middle, and lower. The cloud cauldron that I took out is a high-grade magic weapon. It is a waste for a beginner to use alchemy. This dead girl actually said that she could use it together, thinking that when she first learned alchemy, she still used a magic weapon.

Signing Luo Jingchen to take it, Zhenjun Qingling looked at Daoist Jingxing with a smile, "Master, it would be a waste if you can't make pills with a pill furnace, don't you think?"

Jingxing Dao Zun's lips twitched, and he couldn't help scolding, "Damn girl, don't you know it yourself? You can teach her."

Although Qingling Zhenjun was born in Yaofeng, the disciples of Dan Dingzong can learn the most basic alchemy techniques, but if they want to learn more systematically and professionally, they need to get in touch with more secret pill recipes. It's just entering Danfeng, so the Qingling Zhenjun himself can also concoct alchemy, and as a disciple of the peak master of Yaofeng, her alchemy skills are higher than that of ordinary Danfeng disciples, so the Taoist Jingxing will have this ability. Say it.

True Monarch Qingling is a bit of a bachelor, "But your old alchemy skills are at the top of the sect, you see Qinglian's talent, you can't bear to let my half-toned alchemy skills be ruined? "

That's right. Dao Zun Jingxing, who was so angry that he almost vomited blood, was comforted by her tall hat. He looked at Luo Jingchen, a fourteen-year-old Tianling root foundation cultivator, who fell down. In the hands of this lazy girl, Qingling, it was really possible to be delayed. With the love of talent, he took out two more jade slips.

"Little girl, this basic alchemy and alchemy essence will also be given to you, study hard, it's too fast for your age to have such a cultivation base, just learn alchemy to slow down and stabilize your mood. ."

"Yes, my disciple thanks my uncle." Luo Jingchen took it respectfully. She was worried that she didn't know how to learn alchemy, but she didn't expect that it would be delivered to her door automatically. This is more useful than giving her any ready-made pills. , is happy.

Look at her expression that doesn't look like a fake, she really has the intention to learn alchemy, and the Taoist Jingxing is in a good mood.

After blackmailing the biggest and richest, the Qingling Zhenjun's half-squinted eyes began to swipe at the people who were standing around. Those who knew her knew that this woman was making a bad idea again.

Suddenly everyone was in danger. They could clearly see how Jingxing Dao Zun was oppressed just now. They were not as poor as Shibo, a seventh-order alchemist.

I just want to leave now, obviously it's too late.

"Senior Brother Miaoxiang, you have met my disciple before. This time seems to be the second time we have met."

The first person who wanted to leave was called by name directly, followed by Dao Zun Jingxing with a stern look, and the person who raised half of his foot suddenly stood still and turned back with a sweaty back.

"Senior sister, brother, I'm in a hurry, you don't see anything good about me..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhenjun Qingling raised his hand with a nonchalant look on his face, "Senior brother, although we do not belong to Yifeng, we are all from the same ancestry. If you say this, you will be seen outside. , what I want is a little bit of affection from my elder brother, my disciple, to my disciple, how can there be any difference between good and bad."

The question is if it's really just a little thought, will you girl give up? Real Miaoxiang roared in his heart.

But Jingxing Dao Zun's words made him shy, "Miaoxiang, our Danfeng is the first peak of the sect, you can't be too stingy and fall on our Danfeng's face. "

Just by hearing the Taoist number, you can know that Miaoxiang and Miaohe belong to Danfeng, and Jingxing Taoist is the chief elder of Danfeng. He does not dare to offend him if he offends anyone.

So Miaoxiang could only dig desperately in the storage ring with a bitter face. The alchemy technique and the alchemy furnace already have the beauty of the pure Taoist, so he can't give them any more. Not to mention that there is nothing better than him, even if there is him, he would not dare. As an alchemist, the most important thing he lacks is of course medicinal pills, but Qingling himself is also a fifth-order alchemist. When the meeting ceremony is definitely not satisfied. So I had to give some extras. In the end, I reluctantly gave a bunch of high-year elixir and a few rare pills. This meeting ceremony was considered a pass.

There is a precedent for the wonderful appearance, and other people dare not take the idea of ​​sneaking, and they can only take out their storage bags one by one with a bitter face.

So in the gentle words of the Qingling Zhenjun, the Jingxing Daozun was unwilling to be pressed by the bad mentality that he would swear to drag everyone to bleed together. The group of Jindan real people who originally wanted to see the good things instead took out a lot of good things and made a significant contribution to filling Luo Jingchen's newly obtained storage ring.

Finally, it arrived at the real Heming, under the eyes of everyone who was already bleeding heavily. Embarrassed blushing, he took out a storage bag of spirit stones as pocket money for Luo Jingchen. It's not that he wants to be shameless in front of that dead woman in Qingling, but that he himself is a sword cultivator who has only cultivated one sword in his life. The bunch of people in front have already given everything, and if there is no better one, he can't take it anymore.

In this regard, the Qingling Zhenjun deeply despises. He Mingzhen, who was already a little embarrassed, blushes almost to the point of bleeding.

Luo Jingchen, who was formerly a Jianxiu, understood Heming very well. He didn't want him to step down. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Senior, this Lingshi disciple is no longer needed. The disciple's brother happens to be at Jianfeng. , so the disciples want to use this meeting ceremony to ask the master to take care of the elder brother, but I don't know if the master will feel embarrassed?"

"How do you want me to take care of you?" Although he really wanted to go down the stairs, He Mingren didn't want to break Jianfeng's rules just like that.

Listening to him asking this, Luo Jingchen strengthened his thoughts even more. This and Ming Zhenren are upright and principled people. If Shiyi could get his teaching, it would definitely benefit a lot.

"To tell the truth, the disciple's brother was able to build a foundation, but because he was deceived by the Fire Soul Orb, he was disheartened, and even a little self-sacrificing. The disciple hopes that the master can help him regain his strength and achieve success. Go further."

This matter is simple, He Mingren nodded immediately, "Okay, I promise you, don't worry, I will definitely make that kid a real sword cultivator."

He originally just wanted to toss the boy for a while, to get rid of the bad habit of posting a female disciple when he saw him The valet beside him urged him to practice swords every day.

So Shiyi's tragic day officially came, so far away in Jianfeng, while he was not slacking off with Ming Zhenren, he had a chill on his back for no reason.

Just do what you say, He Mingzhen turned around and wanted to leave, but Qingling stopped.

"Hey, what you said doesn't count?"

"Who doesn't count." He Mingzhen glared at her, isn't he ready to go back and teach that stinky boy.

"What about the pocket money you gave my apprentice?"

He squinted at the real person, isn't this what her apprentice said not to?

"She's too embarrassed to accept you as a child~IndoMTL.com~ You are so embarrassed to be an elder and leave without paying a cent?"

As soon as Qing Ling's words came out, Heming Zhenren immediately attracted the hatred of everyone, that is, why did they all bleed heavily, you can use a single spiritual stone as well.

Under everyone's condemnation, Heming blushed again, this time out of anger.

With a flick of his hand, he smashed the spiritual stone that had not been put back into Qingling, "Here it is."

This dead woman did it on purpose. She flicked her sleeves and walked away angrily.

Qingling shoved the bag of spirit stones into Luo Jingchen's hands without any shame, "Just take it for you, and don't think about how poor you are."

Everyone was speechless, daring to feel that she was saving money for her apprentice.

Thanks to a certain hacker, the little pink at the beginning of the millet!

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