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

Chapter 9
Zi Yusheng took two precious space bags and went down the mountain without any helpers.

It is no exaggeration to say that they are treasures. The silver and gold threads of the two space bags are also mixed with spiritual power. They are unfathomable and are worth fifty thousand each on the market.

after a long time
Song Qinghe had already taken out a green lotus-trimmed gown and white fox fur boots from his soul space, transforming from a dirty little bag into a cool and beautiful lady.

As soon as he sat down on the wicker chair, before he could lie down, Senior Brother Ziyusheng came back with two space bags.

"Bang bang bang" The huge sound of putting things in the yard attracted all the disciples.

"Let me go, senior brother, where are you going to rob!"

"Elder brother, don't be impulsive. We are poor but have great ambitions, so don't do stupid things!"

"Senior Brother Ziyu, you are confused!"

"Senior Brother, you told us not to follow other methods!"

……

Why do these words sound so familiar?

The 24 junior brothers were like golden arhats surrounding the Ziyu Sheng in the center of the courtyard.

All the actors gathered around him with expressions of heartache and sincerity, and the brightness and expectation in their eyes were clearly revealed when they stared at the new materials.

"Who do you think I am? This is all the help of Junior Sister Qinghe, don't talk nonsense here!"

Zi Yusheng, who had returned to his original state, had some embarrassment and sternness on his face, and he continuously produced a bunch of valuable things from the space bag, filling the entire courtyard.

"Junior Sister Qinghe? How can you be so...so cheerful, generous, kind and cute!"

"The head master is really sharp-eyed! Our Qingfeng Sect has really found a treasure!"

The painting style changed suddenly, and 24 'Arhat' changed from being sincere and sincere to being full of praise.

The whole door is covered with grass, which will fall wherever the wind blows.

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Zi Yusheng nodded with relief, although he felt that the attitudes of these junior brothers changed a bit too quickly.

"Reinstall the door. In addition, Junior Sister Qinghe has paid for it to renovate the bedrooms for everyone. The junior brothers will do it on their own, one for each person, and receive them in an orderly manner."

As soon as he finished speaking, Junior Brother 24's eyes all lit up, and his eyes stretched straight when his gaze rested on the golden golden pillar.

The crowd lined up in pairs, and the woman lying on a wicker chair behind the crowd was seen in front of everyone, swaying her cattail leaf fan comfortably.

All eyes turned to the suddenly transformed woman with a broken light.

Where did this little beauty come from?
Feeling that all eyes were focused on him, Qinghe opened his eyes and met everyone's eyes.

"Where did this fairy come from? She actually came to our Qingfeng Sect?"

"This is?"

Zi Yusheng was also stunned by the woman in front of him for a moment. He recognized her at a glance by the lotus-edged hosta on her head.

I can’t believe that this cold and beautiful woman in front of me is actually the dirty and ragged woman from before? !

Is this woman with a cold white face and an indifferent face the one with sharp teeth and sharp tongue?
Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles!
The woman who was half standing up had the same idea. Looking at Zi Yusheng who had returned to her original form, she raised her eyebrows in surprise.

She looked a bit human, with long hair like a waterfall and a jade hairpin with the same lotus edge. Her white clothes were as white as a snowman's and her slender eyebrows and starry eyes were as gentle as jade. Unfortunately, there was a black heart inside.

"Senior Brother, this woman is wearing the same hairpin as you. Could it be that you got a wife behind your senior brother's back?" The outspoken Xiao Wu's ambiguous gaze circulated between the two of them, and one stone stirred up a thousand waves. Everyone looked back and forth between the two people simultaneously.

The tips of Zi Yusheng's ears were slightly red. He hesitated for a moment and was about to speak out to refute, but was overtaken by the woman who stood up from the wicker chair.

"Xiao Wu, I think you don't want to renovate your bed. It seems that I can give you one less marrow shaping pill out of the 24 marrow shaping pills I originally planned to give."

As soon as the woman's familiar voice came out, Xiao Wu, who was still knocking just now, looked at her in shock, and then looked at Song Qinghe pitifully like a deflated rubber ball.

Everyone who had not yet had time to cheer was filled with astonishment. While watching the show, they were all glad that they had not made a sound!
This person is teasing the God of Wealth in the sect...oh no...it's the junior sister. This is simply killing her own destiny!
The Marrow Shaping Pill is a rare spiritual elixir for cultivation. Now everyone's eyes are staring straight at the wooden box in the woman's hand. Inside is the Marrow Shaping Pill that no one can refuse!
"Xiao Wu, I see that you usually read too many talk books and practice too little. Since you are so good at talking, let me reward you by practicing basic skills for two hours!"

While scolding the hopeless Xiao Wu, he kept glancing at the waiting woman with his peripheral vision.

"Junior Sister Qinghe, I have purchased what you asked for as per your request. I will help you arrange it. You have a short rest and don't listen to their nonsense."

After saying that, the man smiled and disappeared.

A group of innocent theater-watching disciples were left to take the blame.

Song Qinghe smiled and looked at the man who was running away, with a bit of ridicule in his eyes.

As night falls, the late summer wind stirs up the lotus flowers in the Qingfeng Garden, and the bright moon hangs high in the sky, witnessing all the scenery in the world, including the sneaky people.

That's right, in the dead of night, Song Qinghe walked out of the yard alone under the full moonlight.

Today I took a marrow shaping pill and took some out of Xiaowu's mouth.

None of the other disciples have seen Yuruhua. Except for Zi Yusheng and the three senior brothers and master who are not in the sect, no one has seen Yuruhua.

Inferring from this, the rumored precious jade flower must be in an unusual place, and it is most likely in the forbidden area behind the mountain.

"Master, if you go out in the open like this, will you be discovered? Isn't it bad?"

Lingyu, who had just woken up from sleep in the soul space, weakly reminded the master who did not hold back at all.

"Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others. After finding Yuruhua, I will give them 100 million spiritual stones. Don't be afraid, do it boldly, and leave early."

Song Qinghe glanced at the dark night indifferently.

She is a majestic God of War in the Heavenly Realm. She has always been an upright person, and her strength level is at the ceiling level. There is no need to be timid and sneaky.

"But Master, you have no spiritual power now, and you have no power to fight back if you are discovered. Moreover, we are...stealing, so be careful!"

Lingyu revealed the woman's current situation with one word.

Song Qinghe frowned, and his confidence that he was fearless just now also gave way to the difficulties in front of him.

"Lingyu, you have changed. If you can't speak, you don't have to speak next time."

After saying that, the woman resignedly took out an invisibility charm from the space and stuck it on herself.

The woman who was standing at the door has disappeared.

She walked along the gravel path in the dark to the back mountain, where there were towering trees and a green Crescent Lake reflecting the scenery on the shore.

Passing through the woods on the shore, we arrived at the door of an extremely cold cave. There was a clear wooden sign next to it with the words "Forbidden Land" engraved in large characters.

Isn't it obvious that there is no silver 300 taels here?

Song Qinghe sneered and walked in directly.

(End of this chapter)