Chuiyun Mountain, outside the Dai family's treasury.
In a pavilion with a glazed tile roof, an old woman with snow-like hair on her temples and a middle-aged man with a clear appearance were sitting opposite each other.
On the round table in the middle, there is a ring-shaped magical instrument with several golden beads hanging on it.
"This is the Fire Longgold Ring," the old woman grabbed the ring and introduced to the middle-aged man: "It is made of Longgold, which is extremely hard and has fire-friendly properties, as the main material, mixed with a large amount of fire-melted crystals.
Faji, and then cooperate with——"
She twisted a golden bead on the ring with her fingers and pressed it lightly. The bead separated to both sides, revealing a fiery red spiritual stone inside.
"High-grade fire attribute spiritual stones, five in total." The old woman fastened the beads again, handed them to the middle-aged man, and continued to introduce:
"Holding it in your hand like this, and then pouring the magic power into it, even in the later stage of Zifu, you can still deliver a blow like the early stage of Jindan."
"How many golden elixir attacks can be unleashed by five spiritual stones?" The middle-aged man carefully looked at the magic weapon in his hand and asked casually.
"Five times. Each hit consumes one."
"A high-grade fire spirit stone," the middle-aged man smacked his lips: "One stone is at least 50,000 spirit stones, and these five are 250,000 spirit stones. Plus this magical weapon, which can be called a fourth-grade low-grade magic stone, is worth 250,000 spirit stones."
Tools. If you take all of these, it will cost you at least 500,000 spiritual stones!"
"Four hundred and seventy thousand is just the price of the magic weapon itself," the old woman said slowly: "This is what I obtained from the auction at Xiangyun Trading Company a hundred years ago. The price of a magic weapon that can kill enemies across levels is inherently higher than that of a magic weapon of the same level.
It’s much more expensive.”
"It's a pity," she sighed, "I've been stuck in the middle stage of the Zifu for the rest of my life, and I can't get out of it. This magical weapon has no connection with me."
The middle-aged man toyed with it over and over again, his eyes shining brightly. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
"Junior Brother Zhexi," the old woman suddenly said, "If you like it, you can take this golden ring as a gift from my senior sister."
Zhao Beiqing was startled, glanced at the magic weapon reluctantly, and put it back on the table.
He stood up, took a step back, bowed and said in salute: "Senior Sister Chunci, there is no reward for no merit. Senior sister gave me such a precious magic weapon, but what important things need to be done by junior brother?"
He straightened up and said with a chuckle: "But Junior Brother has promised me in advance that if I am unable to do anything, Senior Sister please don't blame me."
"You, I haven't said anything yet, but you pushed yourself away completely." Master Chunci glared at him angrily, covered his mouth and smiled.
This style must have been a gorgeous beauty when she was young, but it is a pity that her beauty has turned into gray hair.
But judging from the atmosphere in which the two people talked, it was obvious that they had been chatting very harmoniously before.
"It's not a big deal, but there is one good thing," Chunci said with a smile, "I hope my junior brother can make it happen."
"I wonder what the good thing is?" Zhao Beiqing asked, but there was something in his heart, and he already had some guesses.
Sure enough, I just heard the old woman in front of me say:
"I have a beloved descendant who is also the great-nephew of Chenghong Patriarch. His name is Miaozhen. He is twenty-seven years old this year. He has spiritual roots of metal and earth. He is a disciple of the inner sect of the Zhenguo Hall and has reached the perfect state of Qi training."
"A few days ago, during our trip to Langshan Secret Realm, I fell in love with my granddaughter at first sight, and I will never forget it. When I came back last night, I mentioned this matter to me, so I will put aside this old face and come to discuss with Junior Brother Zhexi. I hope Junior Brother can make this happen.
A beautiful thing."
After saying that, he stared at Zhao Beiqing with bright eyes.
Zhao Beiqing's smile faded, he looked directly at the other person, and gently shook his head: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you."
"What do you mean?" Master Chunci frowned.
"Don't force others to do things you don't like to do," Zhao Beiqing said bluntly: "This is what a junior in my family said, and my junior brother thinks it makes sense."
"The noble ancestor Chenghong never married in his life in order to protect his family. My granddaughter will do the same."
"Junior brother, you are worrying too much," the old woman said with a smile: "If you and I become in-laws, won't my ancestor be able to take care of your Zhao family? When my granddaughter forms a golden elixir, she can also take care of our Dai family.
Well!"
Zhao Beiqing remained silent, obviously the other party's words did not move him.
"Forget it," Master Chunci sighed, "Senior Sister is just impatient. Junior Brother Zhexi should think about it carefully."
Seeing that she no longer forced her, Zhao Beiqing breathed a sigh of relief.
But I heard the old woman continue to say: "We are not in a hurry about this matter, but there is one thing that is urgent. I hope my junior brother will pay attention to it."
"What's the matter?" Zhao Beiqing raised an eyebrow.
"Yesterday, there was an ambush in the Demon Control Hall's Selection Hall..." Master Chunci said this matter in a leisurely manner.
Immediately afterwards, she made no secret and shared her suggestions.
"I thought that this plan would not only involve a small area, but also quickly restore the combat power of the Selection Hall. I wonder what my junior brother thinks?" She looked at the other party with a smile.
Zhao Beiqing was silent and looked very ugly.
"My ancestors will never refute my suggestions. But once it reaches the Presbyterian Council and the resolution of the elders is passed, it will be a done deal and no one can change it!" She finally said slowly.
"Are you threatening me?" Zhao Beiqing asked in a deep voice, his voice a little hoarse.
Master Chun Ci smiled but said nothing, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Beiqing straightened up his chest and let out a long breath.
"Junior brother, have you thought about it?" the old woman asked with a smile.
Zhao Beiqing's eyes fell on the other person's white hair and suddenly smiled.
"Farewell!" He cupped his hands and turned to leave.
"You..." The old woman was furious and said bitterly: "It's easy to leave, but I won't send you off!"
An old face gradually becomes gloomy.
……
At about the same time, in the living room of the small courtyard
Qin Wan stood up and said to the woman on the main seat:
"Young Madam, since this matter involves my ancestor, Qin Wan cannot make the decision at will. My younger sister needs to go back and report the matter to the ancestor and say goodbye!"
Zhang Hejing also stood up.
"It's easy to say," Xue Yu said generously: "This is what should be done. Then sister is waiting for your good news!"
Even so, there was no smile on her face, and she didn't even get up to say goodbye.
After the two left, there was a pretty face, as cold as frost.
……
In Daifu Garden
Zhao Yue'er held Dai Miaoying in her right hand and Caiyun in her left hand. The three girls leaned closely together and talked intimately about the girls' families.
Dai Miaocheng followed behind and spoke many times, but no one answered him.
He sent messages to Dai Miaoying several times, asking her to get out of the way. However, the little girl's hand was pulled tightly by her best friend, and she was unable to escape at all.
"If you leave, we will no longer be friends." Zhao Yuer'er smiled at Yan Yan, but in private she sent a message of warning rudely.
This scene finally came to an end after half an hour.
"Mommy!"
Looking at Taoist Master He Jing who appeared at the entrance of the garden, the little girl cheered, like a deer escaping from its cage, and rushed over excitedly...