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Chapter 92 What I said in the last book

For Lin Lu, what He Xin did was not even a hurdle, it was just a small episode in life at best.

As long as she is still a disciple of Xuantian Peak, Xuan Chen will always be her backing. With this relationship, He Xin will never fall out with her.

Therefore, Linlu only needs to control the general direction and collect dividends at regular intervals.

Occasionally, when the mood strikes, I try to scratch He Xin's pigtails and pluck out the wool, and then I can live a very comfortable life...

Thinking of this, Lin Lu became even happier, chirping like a happy little pig, and proudly said to Jiang Chenyu, "I don't care about the rest. Children always worry about whether they will grow taller."

She is still in the developmental stage!

Jiang Chenyu originally wanted to remind her not to cooperate with a person like He Xin who has a sieve-like mind, but seeing that she seemed to be enjoying it, she didn't bother to worry about it.

Anyway, no matter how scheming these people are, they can never deceive her!

If anyone chatters like Lin Lu in front of her, she will cut him off as soon as the other person says the first word "Buddha", and she will never give others a chance to deceive her.

If you don’t have enough IQ, you have to use force to make up for it!

Ahem, Jiang Chenyu usually said that he couldn't stand the sword cultivator's reckless style of doing things, but he himself had learned this style to the fullest...



However, seeing Lin Lu grinning proudly like a silly roe deer, she felt very irritated: "Are you still a child like this?"

"Uncle, I am not yet sixteen years old?" Lin Lu said seriously: "Who is not a baby yet?"

As she said that, she ignored Jiang Chenyu's subtle expression and started counting her savings with her fingers enthusiastically.

Ever since her two senior brothers bought her a small alchemy furnace, Lin Lu had been saddled with a huge debt.

However, since then, her hands have become like colanders. Spiritual stones have passed through her hands, tears have flowed in her heart, and spiritual stones have never fallen from her hands.

It was not until Gu Nanfeng was forced into the ring that she ran to cheer for her second senior brother. Only then did she get two thousand spirit stones by selling Ming Yuan, and then split the money 50-50, and the thousand spirit stones went into her pocket.

The second time was before I cooperated with He Xin, I got nearly a thousand spiritual stones from him...

Finally, there are the more than three thousand spirit stones that Yu Mingcheng gave him after he returned from training.

Thinking of this, Lin Lu couldn't help but cover his chest, and today he exclaimed: "If you put it this way, plus the 20,000 spirit stones that He Xin promised to send, I have about 25,000 spirit stones.

A huge sum of money?"

In order to buy the alchemy furnace, she owed Gu Nanfeng more than 6,000 spiritual stones, her senior brother more than 10,000, and her master 25,000...

She had never owed so much money, and when she found out, she felt like the world was going to collapse. She didn’t expect that it had only been more than a month, and she would be able to pay back half of it!

Lin Lu was extremely happy: "Lingshi is so profitable!"

Jiang Chenyu pretended that he had not heard her Versailles remarks and hit her: "Don't be too proud. With your current net worth, plus the fact that you packaged and sold them together, the spiritual stones obtained cannot be sold at the auction."

A few laps.”

The Yuncheng auction uses medium-grade spiritual stones as the unit of measurement.

One middle-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for at least a thousand low-grade spiritual stones. Lin Lu's total wealth is only about a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, which is not enough for a low-grade magic weapon of average quality.

After listening to Jiang Chenyu's words, Lin Lu's expression became more solemn and he said seriously: "Uncle Master is right, I have to work harder to learn how to earn spiritual stones."

As she said this, she became proud again as usual: "I am so smart, and spiritual stones are so easy to earn, I will definitely make money soon."

By then, she will cover all the daily expenses for master and senior brother, and can also buy Ming Yuan the spiritual plant he likes. Maybe he will be able to release his nirvana state soon and return to his peak!

The more Lin Lu thought about it, the more beautiful it became.

Jiang Chenyu listened to Lin Lu's heroic words and hesitated for a while, with a strange look on his face.

She really didn't understand why Lin Lu, a physical practitioner from a sword cultivating sect, wanted to learn how to earn spiritual stones?

Isn't a part-time job enough for her?

But before she could complain, Lin Lu suddenly said thoughtfully: "But uncle, do you feel something is wrong?"

Lin Lu's expression was a little confused: "I always feel like I've forgotten something..."

"What did you forget?" Jiang Chenyu also looked puzzled, and then he suddenly came back to his senses with a start, and immediately widened his eyes: "Where is Ming Yuan?"

Lin Lu was also shocked: "Yes, where is Ming Yuan?"

Only then did Jiang Chenyu remember that she was in a bad mood that morning, so she rushed into the guest room where Lin Lu was staying and came out carrying Lin Lu, who was fascinated by the lake.

As for Ming Yuan...

Lin Lu's expression at this moment was too worried: "Uncle Master, tell me, if Mingyuan destroys Qingxin Pavilion, how many spiritual stones will we have to pay?"

She still vividly remembers the scene where Ming Yuan almost sat her to death, and Lin Lu is now afraid that he will also create an "Iron Throne of Love" in Qingxin Pavilion!

When Jiang Chenyu heard Lin Lu's words, he was startled and didn't say much.

Thinking of this, Lin Lu and Jiang Chenyu looked at each other, suddenly turned around and ran towards Qingxin Pavilion: "Uncle, let me go back and take a look first, maybe Ming Yuan hasn't woken up yet!"

Jiang Chenyu sighed, grabbed the back of Lin Lu's neck, and carried her forward a hundred feet: "Let's go together!"

****

The flowers bloom at two ends, one on each side.

Not to mention whether Yuan woke up or whether he would be so angry that he would blow up the Qingxin Pavilion, the four masters and disciples of Xuanchen, after flying all night with their swords and arriving at Yuncheng, they just rented a courtyard in a low-key manner for the time being.

Rest your feet.

In the early morning of the next day, when Lin Lu and Jiang Chenyu were wandering around the streets and scaring He Xin, Xuan Chen took his three disciples to Baiweitang, the most famous place in Yuncheng.

He had sent a message to Jiang Chenyu last night and they would meet at Baiweitang.



Most cultivators refine their qi and eat the essence of heaven and earth. In order to keep their Tao body pure and eliminate the need to spend additional time expelling turbid qi from their bodies, almost 90% of the cultivators no longer eat, but consume bigu pills.

In addition to Bigu Pills, spiritual food carefully cooked in a special way can also achieve this effect. Not only will it not produce turbidity, but if the ingredients are high-quality, it will also promote cultivation to a certain extent.

If taken for a long time, the effect is no worse than some elixirs, and there will be no erysipelas.

For example, spiritual rice steamed from spiritual rice is the simplest and most common spiritual food to make.

It can be said that spiritual food has no shortcomings except that it is expensive and difficult to prepare.

Baiweitang is such a restaurant that specializes in spiritual food for monks. The business is very good, especially in recent times, with so many parties gathering here, it is almost hard to find one.

Xuan Chen was very arrogant and held the small wooden sign asking him to queue up. He waited in line obediently for more than an hour before being led into the private room.

As soon as I sat down, I heard a loud "pop" sound coming from a place in the middle of the restaurant specially reserved for storytellers.

On the high platform, the storyteller shook his Taoist robe and sat down casually. Then he cleared his throat and patted the wood to wake him up before speaking leisurely: "The last book mentioned that strange things happened in the East, and thousands of beasts came out of their nests, and heroes gathered on the empty mountains of the Wei River.
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