The air suddenly became quiet, and Wang Qingqing was smart enough to take advantage of the situation and said:
"Since I promised my nephew in advance, I will not break my promise, so let's go."
After saying that, Wang Qingqing took out a blue flying sword and stamped it with a magic spell to make it grow to about ten feet long.
She stepped to the tip of the sword in one step, and then her eyes moved slightly, signaling Luo Hong to stand up as well, obviously wanting to use her escape speed to get rid of Qi Yeming.
As if he couldn't see Qi Yeming's angry face, Luo Hong stood on the flying sword as usual, keeping a certain distance from Wang Qingqing.
"Qingqing, if you want elixir, you can come to me..."
Qi Yeming was only halfway through what he said when Wang Qingqing commanded the flying sword and transformed into a streak of blue light that shot straight into the sky.
The beauty disappeared, and Qi Yeming's face immediately turned ferocious, angry at Luo Hong for ruining his good deeds.
"Senior Song, you are an old man from the Hidden Moon Sect. Do you know where the disciple just now came from?"
Although Qi Yeming has a bad character and often uses his power to bully others, he is not a fool, and he especially does not want to fall on the side of being bullied.
Therefore, even though I am angry now, I still plan to find out the origin of the other party first.
At some point, an old man in black with an abnormally rosy complexion stood next to Qi Yeming and said with a sinister smile:
"This man is just a foreign affairs disciple. He has been a disciple for less than a year. Because he knows a few spiritual arts, he is able to manage a spiritual garden. It is said that he is quite wealthy."
The old man in black deliberately used an accent when talking about being quite wealthy, obviously coveting him.
Qi Yeming understood immediately, the anger on his face disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curved into a sinister arc.
Huang Huaiying, who was far away in the air, saw the two people conspiring loudly like no one else, and her beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but frown. After hesitating for a while, her expression dimmed and she quietly flew towards the cave.
While flying, he muttered:
"If you don't want a good marriage, you have to go through this muddy water. Isn't this lad a lazy toad who wants to eat swan meat?"
...
In this way, the blind date should be over.
Luo Hong looked down at the sword and thought silently.
"Master Nephew Luo, no matter what your plans are, thank you very much for this."
Wang Qingqing had just been thinking about why Luo Hong dared to come forward to offend Qi Yeming. With his status and cultivation, Qi Yeming had many ways to deal with him.
Where did he get his confidence?
After thinking about it, Wang Qingqing could not think of any other explanation except for a certain answer that troubled her. In order to dispel the other party's unrealistic thoughts as soon as possible, she spoke in a cold tone.
Hey, this way of speaking is exactly the same as that of my senior sister. I really did not help the wrong person.
However, this work is not in vain.
"Senior Wang, if you want to express your gratitude, you might as well give the last three levels of the Bingxin Jue to your disciples."
Luo Hong originally wanted to analyze the meridian circuits corresponding to the third level of Bingxin Jue, and then find a way to obtain the skills of the last three levels. Now that he had the opportunity, he naturally let it go.
"Have you already mastered the third level? Didn't I tell you that you can only practice Bingxin Jue to the second level at most?"
Wang Qingqing frowned slightly, turned around and looked at Luo Hongdao.
"No, this junior has only practiced to the first level.
The reason why I ask for the technique is that I think this technique is quite magical and I want to see the whole picture to satisfy my curiosity."
If it weren't for the accurate measurement of meridians, Luo Hong wouldn't even be able to practice the first level.
"Just curious? Reach out."
Wang Qingqing found it difficult to understand that the favor she received from a monk in the middle stage of foundation building was wasted on curiosity. It was really unbelievable.
Therefore, she wanted to verify it.
Luo Hong stretched out his right arm calmly and let Wang Qingqing's two thin jade fingers rest on the meridians at his wrist.
Then, Luo Hong felt a cool mana flowing into his body. After swimming around in the meridians, it returned to Wang Qingqing's fingers.
Is that really the case? Could it be that he didn’t want me to feel that I owed a favor, so he deliberately asked for a technique that I couldn’t practice?
Wang Qingqing has worked in Zanggong Building for many years, and is familiar with all kinds of exercises and knows their advantages and disadvantages. She is even more impressed by the special exercise of Bingxin Jue.
Although he made this judgment, Wang Qingqing did not develop a good impression of Luo Hong.
The trend of dual cultivation is prevalent in the Biyue Sect. Wang Qingqing's status and appearance are excellent. She has long been accustomed to the various methods of suitors, so she is not touched at the moment.
"Since you need the skills, come with me to the Tibetan Skills Tower over there."
Wang Qingqing turned around and was about to change the direction of the flying sword, but she heard the person behind her say:
"Senior Wang, don't worry. What I said before is not entirely an excuse. I really want to go to Cuiweitang to buy some spiritual herbs."
Wang Qingqing frowned slightly, worried that Qi Yeming would follow him to Cuiweitang, but he didn't say anything. Anyway, Luo Hong, a low-level disciple, only went to Cuiweitang to buy one or two elixirs, so he didn't waste much time.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the two came to the door of Cuiwei Hall, passed through the formation used to identify the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect, and entered the medicine hall.
There are many low-level disciples in the hall who are busy, refining elixirs, or watching fire and refining elixirs, and there is no leisure time.
Luo Hong just looked around, and an old man with gray hair and gray beard came over to greet him. He smiled and held his hand towards Wang Qingqing, and said enthusiastically:
"What does this senior sister need?"
With a casual glance, Luo Hong saw that he had the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation building. He looked quite old, and he was afraid that he would not be able to break through to the middle stage of foundation building.
"He wants to buy medicine."
Wang Qingqing raised her chin towards Luo Hong and said coldly.
"Oh, what do you need, little friend?"
Although the gray-haired old man still had a smile on his face, his enthusiasm was obviously gone.
"Can there be three hundred years of Polygonum multiflorum?"
Luo Hong tentatively offered a magical elixir. If Cuiweitang couldn't even come up with this, he would consider trying his luck at the trade fair in the near future.
"Yes, yes, but..."
The gray-haired old man looked at Wang Qingqing hesitantly, and after seeing the latter nodded slightly, he continued:
"The price of three-hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum is one hundred and eighty spiritual stones. Can you bring enough?"
The little moves of Wang Qingqing and the gray-haired old man could not be hidden from Luo Hong, but he could probably guess that there were restrictions such as the purchase qualifications for high-year elixirs.
Depending on the year, the price of elixirs can be roughly divided into three levels.
Spiritual elixirs that are less than a hundred years old are generally worth dozens of spiritual stones.
For one hundred to five hundred years old, the price ranges from a hundred yuan to three hundred yuan.
From five hundred to one thousand years old, the average is about six to seven hundred spiritual stones.
Those that are over a thousand years old are basically unavailable.
The price given by the gray-haired old man was not only fair, but also slightly lower than the market price.
Turning his palm over, Luo Hong took out two intermediate spirit stones to prove his financial strength.
"Okay! My friend, please wait a moment."
When the gray-haired old man saw the spirit stone, he was so happy that the wrinkles on his face squeezed together, and he was about to go to the medicine store to get the medicine.
"Wait a minute, senior, this is just a matter of course. I still need more than two hundred years of condensed dew grass, more than two hundred years of Fengyangzhi... and more than three hundred years of black frost flower."
Luo Hong reported the six elixirs she needed in one breath, and finally added:
"Senior, don't worry about the spiritual stones. I brought all my wealth with me today."
"I admire my little friend's desperate determination. There are all these elixirs in stock in the hall. You two sit down for a moment and I will come as soon as I go."
The gray-haired old man bowed his hand to Luo Hong regardless of his seniority, and then walked towards the medicine store excitedly.
If this deal goes through, he can make a lot of money!