The Overcoming Tribulation Sword Cultivator's face was startled, and there was only one sword hilt left in his hand.
He wanted to find a place to be quiet.
"What the hell!"
The fighting also stopped temporarily. Such a high-grade spiritual treasure with a spirit was too fragile and would break easily.
"What's the matter? The sword spirit died by itself? Would you rather die than serve the new master?" Anyway, I didn't grab it, but some people were a little gloating, "I didn't expect that this sword spirit has been with the Ye family for thousands of years and is very loyal to the Ye family.
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"That's all, it's just a farce." A master of the Tribulation Tribulation held back the blood surging in his body, stepped forward, and fluttered his sleeves to leave.
"Wait a minute." The black mayor stopped the people, pointed to the mess in the area, and asked them for repair money.
The master of the Tribulation Tribulation didn't care about the one or two thousand high-grade spiritual stones. After handing over the high-grade spiritual stones, he threw up his sleeves and left.
Many big guys handed over the spirit stones and left one after another.
High in the sky, cultivating the Tribulation Sword was a bit painful. A good sword was destroyed in his own hands.
"What's going on?" A swordsman sent a message to his companions.
The Tribulation Sword Cultivator said in a dull voice: "Perhaps this sword was meant to self-destruct. I injected some spiritual power into it to fight the enemy, but it didn't want to be used by me, so I accelerated its destruction."
Sighs come and go.
"cracking!"
The blue-feathered phoenix let out a long cry of joy, spread its wings, and soared into the sky. The entire spirit beast bag was filled with blue splendor.
An Qingli's brows were filled with red light, but it immediately dissipated, and behind her, a shadowy ice phoenix suddenly appeared, but it dispersed in an instant.
"Green fence!"
A voice transmission suddenly sounded in An Qingli's sea of consciousness.
"Little Phoenix?" An Qingli opened his eyes and raised his lips.
Bingfeng folded its wings and said happily: "It's me. Qingli, thank you!"
An Qingli took it back to the Mustard Seed Dimension and then said, "Do you remember your previous life?"
Bingfeng shook his head: "I was reincarnated. Now that my soul has returned to its original place, I don't remember my past life. I only have the inherited memory of the Bingfeng clan, as well as the eye-gouging and soul-stealing revenge. When my soul returns to its original place, only my eyes are left.
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"Do you know where your eyes are?" An Qingli asked again.
"My things, if you get closer, you will know where they are!" The ice phoenix flapped its wings and flew, dragging its long tail feathers, shocking the small world in the Mustard Seed space.
It was in a state of confusion before and couldn't express it even when it sensed it, but now.
The ice phoenix flies freely and happily.
The little Lingxi is tying the pigtails of the little Pegasus, staring at the sky with wide eyes, what a beautiful little phoenix, that is the little bird it raised with one hand.
The little Pegasus looked at the soaring divine beast. The pure bloodline of the divine beast really put it in comparison. It was its qi-gazing magical power that could only see the luck of human monks, but not the luck of other races.
But being able to meet An Qingli is considered a great blessing for this blind beast.
Xiao Jintan stood on the roof and snorted. What's so great about a divine beast? It's a divine plant. And the one who formed a symbiosis contract with Qingli is still a divine plant, like a phoenix, so it's not like he has to step aside.
"cracking!"
The tail feathers are gorgeous and light, and the ice phoenix lets out another long cry of joy.
As a contract partner, An Qingli can fully feel the joy and joy of Little Phoenix.
After being confused for several years, I finally regained my consciousness.
The little phoenix landed on the tree house and said, "Qingli, I want to get my eyes back as soon as possible!"
"Where are your eyes?" An Qingli was still in Ancestor Qi Min's sleeves and had no plans to go out for the time being.
Little Phoenix said: "It's in this black market. When I was in the spirit beast bag just now, I felt that it was no more than five miles away from me."
An Qingli understood clearly. In this way, the person who dug out Ye Zhilan's eyes also entered the black market auction house. He might be sitting in the hall, or he might be sitting in the box, or he might be an elder in the black market.
The man who dug out Ye Zhilan's eyes was able to escape smoothly even though he dropped Ye Zhilan from a high altitude. His cultivation level was very high, at least at the Nascent Soul stage.
An Qingli came out from the sleeves of ancestor Qi Min, still wearing a black curtain hat. There was a spirit beast bag hanging under the curtain hat, and the spirit beast bag contained a little phoenix.
"Is it nearby?" An Qingli asked Little Phoenix.
Little Phoenix felt a little regretful. The man had already left the black market with the Bingpo Eye. There were exits in all directions of the black market, and he didn't know which direction to pursue him even if he wanted to pursue him.
An Qingli took Little Phoenix walking on the streets of the black market.
The black market has ended, and the streets have become a lot deserted. We have to wait for the next black market auction to become lively again.
An Qingjin and Elder Jindan of the An family were waiting inside the inn according to An Qingli's instructions.
An Qingli went to the inn and handed the multi-fruit fruit given by the head of the Ji family to Elder Jin Dan and asked him to deliver it to him.
Elder Jin Dan took it with a smile and said he would definitely deliver it.
An Qingjin on the side said: "Qingli, you asked us to hand over Duo Ziguo, are you planning to continue training?"
An Qingli smiled and said: "It's rare to come out once. I'll have more experience before returning to the sect. Please also ask the clan to take good care of my father."
"Definitely." An Qingjin nodded in agreement.
Elder Jindan left with An Qingjin.
An Qingli was the only one left in the house. Ancestor Qi Min came over from the next room. While drinking a small drink, he said: "Your master has returned to the sect first. He asked you to refine elixirs and cultivate trees well. Don't give them to him."
Shameful."
An Qingli raised his lips: "I've written it down."
Patriarch Qi Min took a sip of his wine and added, "When are we going to Putuo Mountain? Those Buddhist cultivators were waiting impatiently. The black market had just ended and they had already been summoned two or three times."
An Qingli smiled and said: "Actually, what I promised was to help them raise trees as much as possible. I don't know why they are so sure that I can help them raise trees?"
"A powerful Buddhist cultivator can spy on the secrets of heaven." Qi Min was once the elder of the Cangshuge Pavilion. After his spiritual soul was damaged and his cultivation level fell, he went to the Cangshuge Pavilion for several years, so he naturally knew a lot.
The Tianyun Sect also has the lineage of Tianji Peak. By relying on divination and fortune-telling, one can also get a glimpse of some heavenly secrets. It is different from the methods used by Buddhists, but they achieve the same goal through different paths.
An Qingli understood: "So it was me they spied on?"
Patriarch Qi Min said with a smile: "It is said that heaven's secrets must not be leaked, and those who leak them will suffer backlash. Looking at the two Buddhist cultivators on the streets of the black market, they should have been informed of the approximate direction and location before meeting the destined person. Most Buddhist cultivators are very particular.
Just a word of fate, and you are their destined person."
An Qingli laughed: "Their fate is also obtained through 'wealth'. If they hadn't placed the bunch of relics, I wouldn't have mixed it up."
Qi Min also laughed: "Some of the so-called 'fate' is obtained by fighting for it. Accepting fate does not necessarily mean inaction, but a state of mind, a state of being at peace with the situation, a state of being unfazed by favors and disgrace."
An Qingli nodded and accepted the instruction.
In the next room, there is the ancestor Qi Gao and a group of children and grandchildren of the Ji family.
The ancestor of Dujie was present, and his children and grandchildren were all very well-behaved, and the head of the Yuanying clan of the Ji family did not make a loud noise.
Ji Xiaopeng was even more well-behaved, calling his ancestors repeatedly and diligently squeezing his shoulders and tapping his legs.
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