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Chapter 732 How dare Xiao Ding be presumptuous

Jubaofang.

Qingqiu, the owner of the shop in a green dress, came into the hall and welcomed the Sun sisters into the living room in the back hall. After some greetings, he said with a smile: "This time, it is really nice to have the two eldest ladies from Yaowang Valley come to deliver the elixirs in person.

It’s too overwhelming.”

"Where is the boss?"

Sun Xingchun smiled and said: "First of all, Yun Nuan and I also wanted to go out for a walk and see the outside world. The quantity and total price of the pills ordered by Jubaofang this time were indeed large, but we felt that entrusting an ordinary caravan

The risk is relatively high, so we two sisters talked it over, and finally got my second uncle to nod, and the two of us escorted this batch of elixirs to the snow-covered Tianchi."

Sun Yunnuan stood up, took out two storage bags, shook them, and suddenly boxes of pills fell to the ground, as many as hundreds of boxes.

Qingqiu smiled and narrowed his beautiful eyes, saying: "Yao Wang Valley is indeed the best alchemy sect in the world. This foundation is unmatched by other sects. To put it harshly, our Alchemy Stand of Jubaofang

On top of that, more than half of them come from Yaowang Valley.”

Sun Xingchun smiled and said: "Master, you're welcome. Our Yaowang Valley and Jubao Fang have been cooperating for many years. Grandpa also trusts Jubao Fang, so as long as there is an order from Jubao Fang, our alchemy room will go to refine it as soon as possible."

Meet the needs of Jubaofang.”

Qingqiu smiled and nodded.

Sun Xingchun was moved in his heart and started chatting, saying: "The first time I came to Tianchi in the Snowy Land, I felt that there were outstanding people here. When Yun Nuan and I came over just now, we saw a boxing practitioner on the stone bridge.

The young man in white has a strong sense of boxing. Although he is only in the Lower Five Realms, he feels like a boxing master for no reason."

"oh?"

Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "A martial artist of the lower fifth realm, dressed in white, and with the aura of a master of boxing. If these three characteristics are taken separately, there are such monks everywhere on the snowy Tianchi, but if the three characteristics

If these characteristics are concentrated in one person, then I can only think of one person, and he sometimes comes to the town."

"who?"

"Lin Baiyi."

Qingqiu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "What the eldest lady saw may be the Lord of the Snowy Tianchi."

"What?!"

Sun Xingchun was so shocked that he stood up directly, looking surprised: "How could it be him..."

"What's wrong?"

Qingqiu was surprised.

"No...nothing..."

Sun Xingchun realized that he was losing his composure, smiled, and said: "I just didn't expect that the dignified Lin Baiyi would practice boxing on the stone bridge like this. I really didn't expect..."

Qingqiu smiled, and Lin Zhao was always a very approachable person. How could he have any pretensions to being the Lord of the Snowy Tianchi? Sometimes he would send the two little guys from the Mountain Villa to the academy, and follow him along the way.

While chatting with the vegetable seller, she would also see the fortune teller laughing knowingly when he tried to trick others. She would also urge the boss at the breakfast shop to fry the fried dough sticks faster. He was already a very arrogant person, and he only had to squat with a bowl of noodles.

We had dinner and chatted with a group of farmers on the roadside.



Soon after, Sun Xingchun and Sun Yunnuan said goodbye and returned to the spirit boat at the foot of the mountain. When they passed the stone bridge, the man was no longer there. For no reason, Sun Xingchun just felt a sense of loss in his heart.

On the way back.

In the cabin of Lingzhou, Sun Yunnuan sat by the window, looking at the white clouds and mountains outside, looking content and contented. It was a rare trip out, but it was a pity that he didn't have the chance to go out and play, otherwise he would have been happier.

, but there is a reason why the second uncle does not let the two of them go out to play. The Northern Territory is dangerous, and big monsters appear frequently. Human monks walking in the rivers and lakes in the Northern Territory are actually faced with great dangers. If it were not for the snow-covered Tianchi

At the junction of the two races, I am afraid that the human monks still dare not cross the Fusu Great Wall and go north.

"Yun Nuan."

Sun Xingchun sat in front of the window, looked outside, frowned and said, "I have something to tell you."

"Hmph~~~"

Sun Yunnuan chuckled lightly, turned around, hugged her sister's arm, and said with a smile: "I know you have something on your mind. Is it about the person on the stone bridge who may be Lin Baiyi?"

"Um."

Sun Xingchun lovingly pressed his cheek against his sister's and said with a smile: "Actually, I lost my temper on the stone bridge because I hoped that my natal creature...the fire jade would have a very strong resonance at that time."

"ah?!"

Sun Yunnuan was shocked: "So...is Lin Baiyi the one you are destined for, sister?"

"Um……"

Sun Xingchun gritted his silver teeth and said softly: "I don't know what to do, so I only dare to tell you alone. What do you think I should do? After all, he is Lin Baiyi, who lived more than a hundred years ago..."

"sister!"

Sun Yunnuan pursed her lips and said: "You are wrong. We, the monks on the mountain, do not need to take age so seriously. Although Lin Baiyi is over a hundred years old, but..."

"Ouch!"

Sun Xingchun laughed angrily and said: "Where are you thinking? I'm not talking about age. You see, he looks like an old man over a hundred years old. He is clearly just a young man in his early twenties."

"Then what are you worried about, sister?"

"I……"

Sun Xingchun pursed her red lips and suddenly didn't want to speak anymore. Her heart was in a mess. In fact, she was worried about everything. How could she not be worried? Although she was a descendant of Yaowang Valley, Yaowang Valley could only be regarded as an upstream sect after all.

And who is Lin Baiyi? He owns a mountaintop villa filled with powerful men. He is the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the Snowy Tianchi, and he was once the marshal of the human race. His status is too disparate.

In addition, Sun Xingchun is not familiar with Lin Zhao, and has no chance to get to know him. Should he just go up the mountain, hold the fire spirit jade and say, I resonate with you, please fall in love with me and marry me?

When she thought of this, Sun Xingchun's pretty face turned red. After all, she was only a seventeen-year-old girl, so she was very thin-skinned!

"oops……"

Sun Yunnuan looked at his sister's appearance, and his own face suddenly turned red. The twins felt the same. Sun Yunnuan looked at her sister angrily and funny. Then he thought, if Lin Baiyi is his destined person, right?

More at a loss than her sister? When she thought of this, Sun Yunnuan's cheeks became even more prickly.



A few days later.

Tianchi in the snow, a garden on the top of the mountain.

Early in the morning, Lin Zhao went online and rushed to the gourd stand. He squatted there with his butt stuck out to watch the growth of the gourd vine. The petals of the first flower were already showing signs of withering, and the red gourd below was also getting stronger.

The hair was clearly organized, and even the surface of the gourd could be seen with a clear texture. This was a good thing. It was not far from maturity. What made Lin Zhao even more happy and encouraging was that the second flower also appeared, just as he imagined.

The same thing, under the second gourd flower, there is a small orange gourd!

Sure enough, with seven flowers on one vine, the harvest this time is probably seven fairy gourds!

"call!"

He suddenly took a deep breath and rushed to the door of Tiantianju. After sitting down, he picked up a branch and wrote on the ground. He had to first identify the ownership of these seven gourds!

He frowned. Anyway, he wanted one. This was inevitable. There should be a limit to self-sacrifice for others. After all, he wanted to be a sword immortal. How could he do it without an immortal gourd?

"Third Senior Brother must also have one."

Lin Zhao groaned: "The gourd hanging on senior brother's waist doesn't look very good. Although senior brother doesn't need an immortal gourd to warm the flying sword, he must have an immortal gourd for drinking."

"It's true."

On the side, Xiao Jiu'er also nodded repeatedly, not knowing when he came.

"correct."

Lin Zhao slapped his thigh: "My little winer must have one too."

"Uh huh huh!"

Su Qingjiu narrowed his beautiful eyes and nodded repeatedly with a smile. That was necessary. Although Su Qingjiu did not need an immortal gourd to warm up the flying sword, as a great swordsman in the twelfth realm, and this gourd was planted by brother Lin Zhao.

Although Su Qingjiu knew that he might have occupied someone else's quota, he still had to get one. No matter how many there were, who else could I have with Xiaojiu? If he didn't occupy one of the seven gourds, he would appear to be in the forest.

Brother Zhao is not important enough in his heart!

Lin Zhao continued to think and said: "In the new generation of Mountain Top Bieyuan, Tong Yu and Zhang Luobai are each one, so there are only two left. Oops, this gourd is too few, why are there only seven?

?”

As he spoke, he looked at Zhizhi not far away.

Zhizhi couldn't help but laugh: "Sir, I don't want it anymore. The demon soul sword is kept in the spirit ruins, and Zhizhi only has one arm. It's troublesome to have a fairy gourd. If you can think of Zhizhi, I'm already satisfied.

Already."

"That's okay."

Lin Zhao pondered: "I have another place I've thought of."

"Who?" Su Qingjiu asked.

"Old Master Wang."

Lin Zhao smiled and said: "After all, this gourd seed comes from Wang Laodao. In order to suppress the reincarnation of the real dragon Qi Lian Dao, Wang Laodao shattered the gourd he drank from. We need to drink water and remember the source, right?"

"Um!"

Su Qingjiu smiled and nodded.

Lin Zhao chuckled and kept the last gourd for Miss Leng. She had to give her some real gifts. As a player, she might be bound by the system and couldn't give it away, but it's no problem. Let's give it away.

I don't believe there is anything I can do if I send it to Zhi Zhi or Xiao Jiu'er.



Upper Bound.

Wuwang Mountain, the ancestral mountain of the upper realm of the demon clan.

On one of the mountain peaks, a sword light descended from the sky and turned into a man in blue shirt carrying an empty scabbard. He was holding a sword with many chipped edges in his hand. It was none other than Bing Sheng Ding Muchen, and in his hand

In front of him was an old Taoist dressed in gray robes, holding a hiking pole, and hanging from his waist was a green gourd full of broken traces.

"Wonderful!"

Wang Laodao smiled and said: "Don't tell me, your junior brother is really good. I want to accept him as my direct disciple. At this time, you can still remember me, Wang Laodao, tsk tsk..."

He patted the broken gourd on his waist and said with a smile: "Drinking water and remembering its source are the four words that are the most heart-warming!"

The green-shirted guest sat down and looked at the foot of the mountain not far away, where a thunderstorm was spreading, and said: "What? The Wuwang Mountain is restless again? It actually requires you, old man, to squat here."

"Huh, squatting is also a wonderful word."

The old Taoist glanced at the other party and said with a smile: "Ding Muchen, you really want me to poop on the ancestral mountain of Wuwang Mountain, right? It would be better if it falls on that old guy's forehead?"

"Where, where..."

The man in green shirt grinned: "Senior is after all an expert at the level of the originator of my military family. How dare Xiao Ding be so presumptuous?"

"snort!"

The old Taoist's eyes fell on the long sword with countless gaps in his hand, and said: "How can the ordinary fairy swords in the world be able to carry your majestic sword intention, Ding Muchen. How long will it take for this fairy sword to be sent to the world?"

The guest in green shirt scratched his head: "Send it to the world when it is no longer needed!"


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