The cause of cultivating immortals is on my shoulders, and my junior sister is the leader.

Chapter 13 Settled in Huai Town
"Senior Brother Ziyu, don't be shy. I'll wait for you at the mountain gate. You go back and change clothes first?"

There was a bit of teasing on Song Qinghe's lips, and those two pairs of clear peach blossom eyes looked like blades to Zi Yusheng, making his face feel hot.

"I... I'll be right back."

After saying that, he disappeared from the place as if he were running away.

Song Qinghe couldn't help but chuckle. It was almost noon and the sun was shining on the people, so she took out a cattail leaf fan from somewhere and fanned it gently.

Standing at the mountain gate waiting very comfortably and relaxedly.

The crumbling and dilapidated patchwork door of the day before yesterday has also been given a new look, and even the precarious low wall has been built higher with bricks and tiles.

It is completely different from the dilapidated Qingfeng Sect that I saw before. At least it looks like a large sect.

"Junior sister Qinghe, I've been waiting for a long time."

A familiar voice came from behind, and he turned around to see a familiar figure.

He changed out of the ripped clothes and put on... the same old clothes that were not that good.

It seems that Zi Yusheng is really embarrassed!
"Senior Brother Ziyu, where are the remaining spirit stones from that day? Why don't you buy yourself more new clothes?"

The two of them walked down the steps together. Song Qinghe calculated that even if he purchased building materials yesterday, there should be hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones left.

"I'm focused on cultivation and don't pay much attention to these things. All those spiritual stones are used on Qingfeng Sect. Junior Sister Qinghe doesn't have to worry about me."

The man smiled lightly and then summoned the Silver Lotus Sword.

The two of them stepped onto the lotus-patterned silver sword together, skillfully holding Song Qinghe's shoulders to help her stabilize her body.

"Where's your fire phoenix bird?"

Just like when they came in, they formed seals on their palms and accumulated spiritual power, opened the mist-shrouded exit, and flew out instantly. After the two of them flew out completely, the clouds and mist protecting the mountain returned to their original state.

Looking back, I saw only the endless clouds and smoke in the sky, and the towering mountains disappeared.

Zi Yusheng passed by Tianque and thought of the scene when he came back that day. He couldn't help but think of the magical bird that Song Qinghe suddenly transformed in Penglaiju.

If he hadn't been sure that she had no spiritual power, he would have almost thought that she was a peerless master.

"I have no spiritual power, and Lingyu's spiritual power is naturally low. He flew a long distance that day, and he was exhausted and rested."

Song Qinghe randomly made excuses to deal with it.

She can't say that she is the God of War from the heaven who traveled through time!

Then she said that this fire phoenix was from her heaven, an ancient beast with a spiritual contract?
If you really want to say it out like this, I'm afraid you will be regarded as crazy!
After thinking about it, I can only say this...

"Then where did you get this magical bird if you don't have spiritual power? It really looks like a legendary mythical beast."

Zi Yusheng said nonchalantly, with a bit of curiosity and surprise in his eyes.

I didn’t expect him to really get to the bottom of it!

Song Qinghe held the cattail leaf fan in a pretense and sighed.

"Oh, it's a long story. I originally had spiritual powers. You also know that I am the princess of Cangwu Kingdom. I accidentally adopted this divine bird as a spiritual beast. You also know what happened next. I was deceived. When I joined the Guiyun Sect as a handyman, my spiritual bones were used for experiments by Luo Yanshang and his sweetheart Qing Yu and were tortured into useless spiritual bones, so my spiritual beasts were severely damaged like me."

The two of them were protected by an invisible barrier along with the sword.

There was a bit of sadness in the cold voice, which seemed to be regretful, nostalgic and regretful.

She used a 36-stroke trick to capture this righteous and awe-inspiring man in an instant.

"I didn't expect that Luo Yanshang and Qing Yu, the most powerful people in Guiyun Sect, would be such people. They would conduct experiments on living people, and they were fellow disciples! They would do such crazy things!"

Zi Yusheng frowned with anger on his face. He already had a picture in his mind and his tone was cold.

As the man became angry, the Silver Lotus Sword seemed to sense its master's mood and shook violently a few times.This flash almost threw Song Qinghe off.

"Senior Brother Ziyu, your sword has the excitement of not caring about people's lives or lives."

Song Qinghe was shaken forward and backward, and with one word he woke up the still angry man, and quickly put a hand on the girl's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Qinghe, I didn't control it well. You don't have to be angry with Guiyun Sect in the future. Xiaozhe and Ah Yue will definitely get the Shura Grass. When you recover your spiritual bones, senior brother will take you Go and smash the door of Guiyun Sect."

Zi Yusheng said with seriousness and indignation.

He looked at the careless woman with a bit of sympathy and distress in his eyes.

"Okay, Senior Brother Ziyu, don't mention the past anymore, let's find a place to stay as soon as possible."

Song Qinghe couldn't shed tears when he looked at the scene that was about to be sensational, and instantly stopped the topic from continuing to expand.

She understands that it is better to rely on yourself than relying on heaven and earth!

There are misty clouds in the sky, and there are miniature mountains and rivers underneath.

"Ahead is Huai Town. Let's go to the town to rest tonight and then set off tomorrow. With our fast speed, we can reach Sihai Town in two days."

After walking for half a day and approaching evening, Song Qinghe sat cross-legged on the anemone and nodded.

Later in the evening, the rays of sunlight dyed the clouds on the horizon red, rendering the beautiful and magnificent colors fascinating.

The two of them were already on the streets of Huai Town. Song Qinghe first led the man to a clothing store.

"What are we doing here?"

Zi Yusheng's eyebrows were filled with confusion.

The shopkeeper's wife at the door of the shop hurriedly welcomed the two of them in.

"Madam and Master, do you two want to make a suit or ready-to-wear? The store has a variety of recently popular styles. What do you two need?"

The middle-aged woman was slightly chubby, wearing satin clothes, holding a handkerchief and looking at Song Qinghe politely.

"We are not husband and wife. Madam shopkeeper, please give my brother three sets of ready-made clothes. I want brocade embroidery and lighter colors."

The tips of Zi Yusheng's ears were a little red, and she endured the embarrassment and endured the kindness of her junior sister.

"I didn't expect this young lady to be an expert. Are you from out of town? How about taking a look at these items?"

As soon as Song Qinghe mentioned Yun Jin Zhixiu, the shopkeeper's wife, who had been calm and polite just now, suddenly lit up.

Yu Sheng didn't understand the little scheming hidden in those cloudy eyes, but Song Qinghe understood it clearly.

"Yes, we brothers and sisters are from out of town. The workmanship of this piece is too rough, the seams are not sewn tightly enough, the color of this piece is a bit old-fashioned, this piece is too gorgeous, and does not suit my brother's identity and temperament. It is also Is there anything else?"

I have long seen through the shopkeeper’s mentality of wanting to make a fortune!

When she passed by a shop and went in to sit down, the shopkeeper came and chopped people into pieces, giving instructions and asking her to be arrogant so that she would not dare to talk nonsense again.

"Ah, young lady, what do you think of these items?"

The expression on the face of the shopkeeper's wife became serious. Her expert-like pickiness just now showed that she was not someone to be trifled with, so she gave up the idea.

"Just these few pieces, wrap them up."

After speaking, Song Qinghe accurately took out 490 Nine Spirit Stones from the bag and placed it on the counter. He threw the small bundle to Zi Yusheng and walked out.

"Junior sister, I've made you worry so much, but I don't need to."

(End of this chapter)