Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 26 Qiong Laomo
  "Yan Yun, how come you open a shop here?"

Yan Ruyan frowned slightly, looking puzzled: "When did you learn the puppetry technique?"

Yan Yun glanced at Yan Ruyan and cupped her hands: "Senior Sister Yan, I just want to earn some spiritual stones for cultivation!"

As for how to learn the puppet mechanism technique, then I have no obligation to tell her.

Hearing this, Yan Ruyan suddenly looked at Yan Yun with a complex expression: "If you focus all your energy on these side doors, when will you be able to break through the foundation building stage?"

"Senior Sister, don't worry anymore!"

Yan Yun didn't have the time to listen to her talk, so he said directly: "Did you just say you wanted to buy a puppet?"

"I just happened to make a beginner-intermediate puppet here!"

As he spoke, Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and a palm-sized wooden puppet came out.

He grew up in the wind and grew to the size of a person in the blink of an eye. There was a low-level spiritual stone on his chest as the core of the puppet.

"You actually have the strength of the sixth level of Qi training?"

His consciousness swept over the wooden puppet, and Yan Ruyan opened her red lips slightly, making a sound of surprise.

Puppetry is a discipline that is easy to get started with but difficult to practice.

Being able to refine an elementary and mid-level puppet is impossible without several years of study.

"I want five puppets!"

Yan Ruyan was very generous. She stared at Yan Yun and said, "I want it within three days!"

He is indeed a rich man.

"Of course no problem!"

Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, chuckled, and placed two more puppets on the table.

They are bird puppets and tiger puppets.

"It's all the same price, fifty low-level spiritual stones for each one!"

The cost of making a puppet was only thirty low-level spiritual stones. Guang Yan Ruyan earned a hundred low-level spiritual stones from this single order.

This is why Yan Ruyan is extremely wealthy.

Knowing the price of fifty low-level spiritual stones, most disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect would not be willing to buy them.

"Three human puppets and two bird puppets!"

Yan Ruyan stared at the wooden puppet on the table, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, she stretched out her white jade hand and handed over a storage bag.

Yan Yun weighed the storage bag gently and scanned it with his consciousness.

There are more than two hundred low-level spiritual stones, not a lot of them.

Then he handed the five puppets to Yan Ruyan.

Yan Ruyan looked at the wooden puppet in her hand, her red lips moved slightly, and she couldn't help but sigh:
  "It would be great if it were a higher-level puppet!"

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly. The value of puppets with different strengths differed greatly.

In the original work, Han Li met a pair of high-level puppets at an auction and sold them for thousands of spirit stones.

Although there are traps and bidding.

But the value of an upper-level puppet is comparable to that of a top-level magical weapon.

After putting away the five puppets, Yan Ruyan seemed to suddenly think of something and looked at Yan Yun.

"I found a seriously injured Level 2 monster!"

"Would you like to hunt with me?"

Hearing this, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Yan Ruyan: "Level 2 monster? Even if it's seriously injured, it's not something you and I can deal with, right?"

"I even called two senior sisters who are at the peak of their Qi training!"

Yan Ruyan glanced at Yan Yun and said coldly: "If you don't want to, forget it!"

Yan Yun cupped his hands and said nothing.

Seeing Yan Yun who was so helpless, Yan Ruyan had no choice but to wave her sleeves hard and turn around to leave.

Looking at Yan Ruyan's leaving figure, Chen Qiaoqian slowly walked forward, came to Yan Yun's side, and whispered: "Husband, why don't you agree to Miss Yan?"

Looking at Chen Qiaoqian who was blinking with big eyes, Yan Yun smiled and scratched her smooth jade neck and said: "A second-level monster is worth only more than a thousand low-level spiritual stones!"

"There are four people in total, and three of them are senior sisters. Even if I go, I will only get two hundred low-level spiritual stones at most!" Yan Yun smiled slightly: "This is still going well. If I am seriously injured by that second-level monster, Or maybe the magic weapon was destroyed!"

"The gain is not worth the loss!"

After listening to Yan Yun's words, Chen Qiaoqian opened her red lips, showing her original appearance.

Looking at such cute Chen Qiaoqian, Yan Yun couldn't help but kiss her gently.

Chen Qiaoqian's pretty face turned red, and her body lay softly in Yan Yun's arms.

Gently stroking Chen Qiaoqian's fragrant shoulder, Yan Yun flipped the storage bag in her hand and put it into her sleeve.

"Besides, I've already earned a hundred spiritual stones just from selling puppets."

"call out!"

Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and an old man in blue robes stood outside Baidu Pavilion.

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared, Yan Yun's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Yan Yun, pay your respects to senior!"

Although the visitor seemed ordinary, he appeared so fast that even he didn't notice it.

"The boy is too shrewd!"

The old man glanced at Yan Yun and slowly walked into Baidu Pavilion, his eyes scanning casually.

Slowly raised his right hand and took a bird puppet into his hand.

Gently stroking the surface of the puppet, he sighed slightly: "Puppetry is still a trick after all!"

After placing the puppet on the table, he stared at Yan Yun closely and said, "Show me your hundred-foot-long line!"

"That jade slip was a gift from senior?"

Yan Yun was shocked. The jade slip appeared in vain, as if he was choking.

Now that he saw the rightful owner, Yan Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although I didn't put it there, it still has something to do with me!"

The old man shook his head slightly: "You can use it now. If you can reach the hundred-foot line, I will make an exception and give you a chance!"

"Give yourself a chance?"

Yan Yun frowned slightly and looked deeply at the old man, the wind spirit power in his body kept surging.

In an instant, the entire figure disappeared in an instant and turned into a black line, appearing a hundred feet away.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the old man was shocked. Then he looked at Yan Yun's energetic appearance and couldn't help but probe:
  "Isn't this your boy's true strength?"

Yan Yun sighed. It seemed that with his strength, he still couldn't hide it from the seniors in the sect.

Now that it has been seen, Yan Yun no longer hides it.

The figure flickered and disappeared at a faster speed. When the figure reappeared, it was already a thousand feet away.

"I have actually cultivated to the third level!"

The old man was surprised, looked at Yan Yun, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Could this be God's will?"

"God willing?"

Listening to the old man's strange words, Yan Yun cupped his hands and said, "I wonder what senior can teach me?"

The surprise on the old man's face disappeared in an instant, as if he was not surprised just now.

He looked at Yan Yun with complex eyes and said deeply: "One year from now, during my trip to the Bloody Forbidden Land, help me pick a thousand-year-old spiritual grass back!"

With a "click" sound, a brocade box fell to the ground.

When Yan Yun looked up again, he saw that the old man had already disappeared.

Yan Yun picked up the brocade box, and a pure white jade slip appeared in his hand.

Without hesitation, Yan Yun directly put the jade slip between his eyebrows.

"Refraction"

"Could it be Old Demon Qiong?"

After scanning the jade slips, Yan Yun was shocked.

(End of this chapter)