Ling Chuxi didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed. The people in the Six Paths were not as rich and invincible as she imagined. In other words, the overall strength of the Six Paths may not be as strong as she imagined. This is not a good thing.
However, she failed to find the huge wealth she expected from the old man's space ring, so she had to continue to worry about the little yellow chicken's appetite.
It seems that she must find a way to make some money? Ling Chuxi also got some inspiration. Since the old man can amass tens of thousands of five-color spiritual stones with his weapon refining skills, why can't she? Her heart is cold.
Fire has been born, and it is on the fifth level as soon as it is born. With the solid thick shield of the Spiritual Grass Garden in the Sumeru space, as well as the "Qi Zong Fa Jue" and the Heaven and Earth Jue, it has huge advantages in refining alchemy and weapon refining.
Thinking of this, Ling Chuxi felt relaxed again.
"Mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are. You can use these five-color spiritual stones first. Senior Huangfu Yutian gave me a lot of spiritual stones when I left. I don't need these." The space ring has been broken, and Huangfu Qingjue can easily use it.
After exploring the contents inside, he saw Ling Chuxi's disappointment and said.
"Yeah." If it had been anyone else, Ling Chuxi would have been polite, but to Huangfu Qingjue, she had no qualms at all and put away the bottles of five-color spirit pills.
Anyway, she had already thought about making a fortune by relying on the art of weapon refining and alchemy. In the future, she would not have to worry about money or training resources at all.
"Uncle Ling, Sister Chu Xi." The two were about to leave when they saw Ziyin, Ye Xiaoqi and others rushing over.
After a simple rest, Ziyin and others all looked in high spirits, but there were no smiles on their faces, and they all looked worried.
"Why are you all here?" Seeing that they looked bad, Ling Chuxi thought something had happened and asked worriedly.
"Uncle Ling, we heard Yue Kaili said that your chicken died, so don't be too sad." Ye Xiaoqi comforted Ling Chuxi who was tired.
"Yes, senior sister, the sky is unpredictable, and the chickens are prone to misfortunes and misfortune, so please be more open-minded." Shi Chenhua also echoed.
Ling Chuxi broke out in cold sweat again, and then she realized that it turned out that Ye Xiaoqi and others came to comfort her when they heard the news of the death of the little yellow chicken. But what is the meaning of a chicken's misfortune? Thinking of what Yue Kaili said before
The dead chicken cannot be resurrected, and Miss Ling's forehead is covered with black lines. I am a spiritual beast, a magical spiritual beast that can even absorb the fire of chaos, not a chicken!
"Master, isn't that little chicken very important? I will help you catch one another day." Du Xiaofan had not seen the little yellow chicken yet. Seeing that Ye Xiaoqi and others were so nervous to comfort Ling Chuxi, Du Xiaofan followed suit and said.
"Chirp chirp..." Just as everyone was talking to comfort Ling Chuxi, several very dissatisfied cries came from above her head.
The little yellow chicken pulled out Ling Chuxi's hair and appeared in front of everyone with dignity.
"Ah, sister Chu Xi, your chicken is not dead!" Ziyin widened her eyes and said in surprise.
"That's great, Uncle Ling. It turns out your chicken is not dead, so we have been worried for nothing." Ye Xiaoqi's hard-fought sadness immediately disappeared, and she shouted loudly.
Several black lines stood up on Ling Chuxi's forehead: What are you talking about? Do you want my chicken to die so that you don't have to worry about it in vain? Oh, and also, I am not a chicken, I am a spiritual pet, a high-level spiritual pet.
!But obviously these guys defined Xiao Huang as a chicken.