The cannon fodder changes his mind, but the protagonist wants to sell swords

Chapter 47 How about changing to another inn

What the disciples of the sect didn't know was that in the main hall of the main peak, all the immortal elders gathered together, sitting leisurely on chairs and watching them with projection beads.

This was secretly placed on several young disciples by the Ming Xin Sect Master, so that the elders of the Immortal Master could select the disciples with outstanding performance.

At this time, Qinnuo put the bulging Qiankun bag into his bag, with a happy smile on his face.

"Hefeng, your disciple taught you well. Harvesting the elixir so quickly will be very helpful for your experience down the mountain!" Master Ming Xin chuckled.

"Sect Master, I'm sorry, this disciple is just a bit glib and talkative, and he's not worthy of being on the stage." Hefeng Immortal Lord said modestly.

When you meet others praising your apprentice, you must not speak too arrogantly, you can only give a self-deprecating speech.

Who would have thought that someone would step on the face of Hefeng Xianzun along the stairs!

Elder Fang Zheng exhaled through his nose: "Before going down the mountain, search for the elixirs from my sect. If she is injured, she can rely on the elixirs to survive. What should I do if my sect is injured and the elixirs are not enough? They are just the elixirs collected through evil ways."

Immortal Lord Hengze said coldly: "Fang Zheng, you'd better say less. You've been feeling unwell recently."

Elder Fangzheng was stunned. He has always been in good health!

However, seeing the cold expression on Hengze Immortal Lord's face, Elder Fang Zheng felt as if he had kicked an iron plate and was extremely uncomfortable.

"Thank you Immortal for your concern."

On the other end, Qin Nuo deliberately speeded up, trying to get rid of Zhao Zishan behind him.

Lest anyone who is interested say she is a follower.

But she found that the people in Zhao Zishan were like dog-skin plasters that they couldn't get rid of no matter how hard they got rid of them.

The last thing to look at in the sect competition is the treasure points. Everyone can choose to form a team on their own. The sect will not interfere in the management of how the team will share the points.

Zhao Zishan was followed by a bunch of men. The other senior sisters thought that too many people would easily reveal their whereabouts, which would make it difficult to find treasures, so they left in twos and threes.

As night fell, Qinnuo and the others stopped in front of an inn.

This is the busiest area in Kyoto, and there are endless crowds of people in the surrounding streets.

Qin Nuo believes that the more people there are, the more hidden treasures there will be.

Now that she has gone down the mountain, she must spend her energy looking for treasures, otherwise the time going down the mountain will be wasted.

Since he couldn't concentrate on his cultivation, finding the treasure might help the master's condition.

Qinnuo thought so and stepped into the inn.

But the inside of the inn was eerie, and Qinnuo felt more and more creepy as he walked, and then felt a chill down his back.

"Cousin...why can't I hear the noise outside after I come in?" Qinnuo got goosebumps all over her body.

After entering the inn, the outside sounds seemed to be blocked by this door, it was too quiet.

Qin Yuan was also scared and spoke half louder than usual: "How about we change the inn?"

Xu Yan put his arms around Qin Yuan's shoulders, and his tight and powerful muscles gave Qin Yuan an infinite sense of security.

"You two are as timid as mice and don't look like monks at all."

Qin Yuan said firmly: "This is the only one, no one is afraid of who!"

Xu Yan saw her swollen face and pretended to be fat. He laughed and said comfortingly: "The weirder the place, the more monsters are hidden. A single monster pill can be exchanged for several points."

"You're right!" Qin Yuan immediately cheered up.

He wants to win the competition, get the elixir reward, and form the elixir as soon as possible!

But there was a small question in Qinnuo's mind that he didn't raise - a demon with a demon elixir is at least equivalent to the golden elixir stage of human cultivation. In addition, the demon is burly and extremely ferocious. If they really encounter it, how should they keep the little one alive? Life?

However, seeing that Qin Yuan's fear had dissipated, Qin Nuo silently put away her disappointing words. "Why did you come in?" Xu Yan said angrily to the five people in Zhao Zishan who came in behind the scenes.

"You can't stay in this inn alone." Jiang Lin rushed ahead, shielding his beloved woman from the rain.

Compared to Jiang Lin's expressions and movements regardless of posture, Senior Brother Dusk's subsequent performance was much more pleasing to the eye.

Senior Brother Du Shi has gentle eyebrows and an innate grace and grace all over his body, which will make any girl fall in love with him when he sees him.

"Junior brothers, we are all from the same sect. We have to look after each other when we are traveling together."

These are the words of a humble gentleman, and they are not wrong.

The landlady was so happy that seven or eight customers came at once.

"Dear guests, welcome to our store."

"In this hotel, you pay first and then move in. Each room has one silver leaf. If there are eight rooms in total, it will be eight silver leaves."

Jiang Lin jumped up and said, "Every room has a silver leaf! I wonder why there are fewer and fewer robbers outside. It turns out that they all open inns and become bosses."

"Young master, you don't have to mince words when talking. Our store is a century old and operates with integrity. We guarantee your satisfaction with the food service. If you are dissatisfied with the price, you ladies can change your own inn."

The landlady had a gentle face and a calm tone, without any hint of displeasure.

They would rather not do this business than lower the price, which shows that this store has principles.

"Okay, let's move in." Qinnuo took out the silver leaf from the Qiankun bag.

"Sir, there are only three leaves." The landlady said softly.

Qin Nuo: "Yes, the five people coming from behind will deal with it themselves."

She decided the moment she came down the mountain that she would follow Xiao Bai's wishes and remain neutral towards Zhao Zishan during the competition.

Zhao Zishan's face changed slightly. Her pockets were so poor that she had nothing. Where could she get the silver leaves to pay for it?
"Junior Sister, Senior Sister has been in a tight financial situation recently. Your family is well-off, so you must not be short of these few silver leaves, so why not pay for them on behalf of your senior brothers and sisters!"

Qin Nuo's eyebrows skipped a beat, why did these words sound so familiar.

"If I remember correctly, Senior Sister borrowed a high-grade spiritual stone from me as a bet and hasn't paid it back yet, right?" Qin Nuo mocked.

She was not mocking Zhao Zishan, but mocking herself over the years.

If Xiao Bai hadn't reminded her, she would still be in the dark.

He was devoted to being good to the heroine, but instead of becoming a good sister with him, the whole sect compared them.

Ye Wan'er is polite and usually hides in a corner without making a sound, but now she stands up and speaks out.

"Junior sister, if you transfer your hatred to Zishan because Senior Brother Jiang Lin doesn't like you, I advise you to turn around as soon as possible."

The others looked at each other in pairs, watching Qinnuo's reaction in surprise.

Qinnuo glanced at Ye Wan'er's extremely simple clothes, which stood out among the other people's gorgeous clothes.

She instantly understood the reason why this beauty came forward - Ye Wan'er didn't have any money on her.

"Whatever you think, repaying debts is a matter of course." After saying that, Qinnuo led the people upstairs elegantly.

Zhao Zishan looked pitifully at Du Shi and Jiang Lin: "Senior brother, can you lend me a silver leaf?"

If Jiang Lin had money, of course he would do it, but he didn't have much silver on him. If he borrowed Zhao Zishan this time, he would spend two silver leaves at once.

"Junior sister, why don't we stay at another inn?"

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