After being reborn from scum, I became number one in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 21 The Daily Life of Xi'an City

On the same day, Xie Jiuniang went into seclusion.

I didn't practice much on the way, and my cultivation is still at the sixth level of Qi training, but it is a little more solid than three months ago.

She didn't use the Spirit Gathering Pill for this practice.

Instead, he took a sip of the spiritual liquid he had looted from Song Baoer.

Spiritual liquid is the spiritual energy that is so thick that it condenses into water to some extent.

It is not clear exactly how it is formed, but using spiritual liquid to improve cultivation will not have side effects, unlike elixirs that will leave erysipelas.

There are very few spiritual liquids for sale on the market.

Once it appeared, it was quickly sold out, and a small bottle cost tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Xie Jiuniang thought of her current wealth.

Oh, not much.

There is a huge disparity between the rich and the poor in the world of cultivating immortals. People at the bottom have to plan carefully to save a piece of spiritual stone, but some people can spend a lot of money.

The higher the monk's cultivation level, the more expensive the resources needed.For example, the well-known Foundation Establishment Pill can be sold for between 20 and 50 when it is sent to an auction. What about the Condensed Golden Pill that is needed to break through the Golden Pill?The starting price is one million, not to mention Jieying Pill and Huashen Pill.

She is a poor person.

Still need to work hard to earn spirit stones...

Outside the room, Song Baoer was clamoring angrily to settle accounts with Xie Jiuniang.

Without shouting a few words, I ran into Moran coming out.

Moran didn't want Song Baoer to disturb her daughter's cultivation, so she proposed to take her out to do some daily shopping. Among other things, she couldn't wear her clothes all the time.

Song Baoer felt reasonable.

Before leaving, Moran asked her to remove her makeup first. The Song family's makeup products are very powerful, and there was no trace of makeup falling off even after all the tossing around yesterday.

Song Baoer had a bitter face, "The storage ring was stolen, and there is no medicine to remove makeup."

Moran suddenly realized, "It turns out that you are using Yi Rong's medicine as makeup, no wonder you don't take off your makeup easily."

Normal makeup can be washed with water.

Moran found a bottle of potion from the storage bag and gave it to Song Baoer to remove her makeup.

Song Bao'er took it over in a daze, and vaguely felt that there was something she couldn't understand what Moran said.

Drugs as cosmetics?
Isn't cosmetics made of herbs?Her makeup is all given by her sister...

stop!You can't doubt your sister.

My elder sister is very kind to her. This time she was able to get on the flying boat, and my elder sister helped her a lot. Maybe she is being punished by her parents now.

Call another half basin of clean water, pour half of the potion in the bottle, stir a few times, Song Baoer starts to wash his face directly with the water in his palm.

Makeup is washed off.

Those almond eyes are even more beautiful!
The slightly chubby goose face is rosy, and it is very beautiful and tender, much better than the "peach cheeks" she deliberately made with makeup.

Moran took Song Baoer out with satisfaction.

Along the way, while chatting, Moran realized that Song Baoer, whom her daughter said was mentally ill, was not really stupid.

Instead, he was led astray.

So crooked that the little girl thought some crooked reasoning was correct.

It's really a hard-to-read scripture.

The Xie family is also a bunch of messes, alas...

Walking to the nearest shop selling ready-to-wear, Moran first asked Song Baoer about his personal preferences.

Just as Song Baoer was about to open her mouth, she realized that her pocket was cleaner than her face, so she embarrassedly asked her to pick it out.

Moran thought of Song Baoer's appalling attire when she first met her, so according to her aesthetics, she took a light pink fairy dress for her to change into, and matched it with a simple headdress and earrings, making her look pretty and cute people.

Moran was satisfied, "The little girl doesn't need to wear makeup."

"It doesn't look good without makeup..." Song Baoer hesitated a little, "My sister said that a woman must learn how to dress up if she wants to be beautiful."

"Well, your sister is right."

Mo Lan nodded, slightly touched Song Bao'er's lips with lip balm, then put the flower tint on the center of her eyebrows, and then used magic to condense a water mirror, "The makeup is done, how is it?"

"Yeah?! Who is that in the mirror?"

Song Baoer exclaimed.

Moran was so excited that he could hardly keep the water mirror, and shook it several times in a row.

Immediately afterwards, Song Baoer made a big fuss again, "Is this me? Hey, hey, it's so pretty, it looks better than I used to put on makeup. Ahhh, Aunt Lan, your craftsmanship is really good, teach me, teach me, you must Taught me……"

Moran looked at the little girl with pity.

Thinking of the happy scene of the little girl and her own daughter together, although she didn't know how she offended her daughter, Moran thought about it, and decided to set things right for the little girl.

There are pros and cons to this move.

The disadvantage is to make the girl's opponent more beautiful?

Well, one day the second idiot will wake up and start a fight with his sister, so he won't care about being robbed before.

At the same time, it can brush up the little girl's favor.

If what my daughter did in the grove was exposed that day, there might be some room for maneuver...

So, wait for half a month.

Xie Jiuniang came out of the room, and saw a delicate and cute little beauty, circling around her mother.

Aunt Lan kept screaming, very sweetly.

Xie Jiuniang asked, "Mother, who is this sister?"

Moran pursed his lips and smiled, "Guess?"

Song Baoer lifted her chin lightly, and glanced at Xie Jiuniang triumphantly.

The curiosity in Xie Jiuniang's eyes disappeared in an instant, and she lacked interest and said, "Oh, Song Er is silly."

In an instant, Song Baoer's smiling face darkened, and her almond-shaped eyes widened and stared at her, "Xie Jiuniang, how dare you call me Song Ersha again?"

"Hey, Song Er is really stupid."

Xie Jiuniang's eyes showed surprise, and Song Baoer was so angry that she looked like you looked like this.

"I, I, I..."

Song Baoer pointed at Xie Jiuniang angrily, and I didn't have a complete sentence for a long time.

Xie Jiuniang ignored her and asked Mo Lan, "Mother, where's dad?"

"Meditating in the room."

For Zen practice, sitting in meditation is equivalent to practice.

(End of this chapter)