The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

Tutu thought for a long time. She couldn't remember when she bought the teaching stick and blackboard. Maybe the teaching materials she bought were too mixed and she didn't notice them.

Her management is really amazing, she can even be a little teacher.

Tutu looks at the shelves, there is a lot of empty space on the shelves,

Only three of the twenty shelves have houses.

There are some elixirs, formation materials and jewelry in a sales office building.

One is a princess's mansion, and the other is an empty old-fashioned hotel.

I opened the illusion array and found a wholesale market to fill up my snack inventory first.

Just finished the work, Yi Er Lianxian came again,

"You haven't slept yet, you have dark circles under your eyes."

Tutu is a cultivator, so he doesn't need to sleep as long as he meditates for a while. But Yi Er is a mortal, and his body can't bear the tension he has been under for so many days without rest.

Yi Er weakly got up, "It's already daybreak. I'm scared if I don't keep the connection on. I slept for two hours, and all I dreamed of was them holding a ruler and asking me to see how thin my waist is. It's so scary, oooo~"

Tutu laughed so hard that he fell backwards. "You are not even afraid of Yuanying stage enemies, so why are you afraid of those little girls?"

Yi Er was a little bit at a loss to describe the way they looked at me. "A few older disciples looked at me as if I was not myself, but only a certain gender value that could be measured. Their eyes seemed to want to reach into my clothes."

Isn't that a male gender reversal version? It's just that Yi Er met girls who practiced Taoism. They were all smart and cute, not too annoying. Tutu sighed.

"Maybe it's really a world dominated by women. If you put your feelings in your world, every woman will have the same feeling."

Yi Er scratched his head, "Will I be exposed? Can I still hold on until Senior Brother and Xiao Luo come to rescue me?"

Tutu could only suggest that he live in seclusion, wait for rescue, and accumulate points.

Yi Er sighed, "I still have to go back to that mountain, in case Senior Brother and Xiao Luo come and can't find me."

Then he thought that his senior brother was many times more handsome than him, and hesitated again, "Why don't you just not save me? I'll save the points myself. Senior brother is so handsome, he might get robbed."

It was already bright outside.

Yi Er opened the window and looked at the colorful flowers in the yard, which made him feel more relaxed.

"I want to practice quickly. I already have spiritual roots. I want to see if I can use the cultivation method to refine weapons."

"It's better to explore the cultivation methods of this world before practicing. I still don't understand the painting you uploaded yesterday."

As soon as Yi Er stepped out of the courtyard, a young disciple of about fourteen or fifteen years old came to lead the way.

"Friend Yi, the elder sister is busy with the sect competition tomorrow. I will be responsible for taking you around today. You can call me Xiao Liao."

Xiao Liao has a round face and is very friendly.

Yi Er heaved a sigh of relief. It was much less stressful to get along with the little disciple than with the imposing senior sister.

"Where is the nearest teahouse here? I want to go for a visit."

Teahouses are usually located in market towns. He wanted to find an excuse to stay in the market town.

"There are three markets near the sect, and the most famous teahouse is Chunwang Teahouse,"

Xiao Liao took out a small boat-shaped magic weapon and prepared to set off with Yi Er.

Yi Er was somewhat interested in the flying magic weapon that could carry two people.

Xiao Liao thought Yi Er recognized that this was the shuttle of the senior sister.

"I haven't forged my own flying sword yet, so I borrowed the shuttle from my senior sister."

Yi Er was a little confused. Xiao Liao meant that she could fly with her own flying sword. Was her cultivation level so high?

However, he was not clear about the division of cultivation in this world, so he did not ask.

Yi Er rode on his flying skateboard and followed Xiao Liao to the market place after a quarter of an hour.

It was so close, Yi Er felt a little regretful. If he had flown a little further, he might not have been blocked by the senior sister.

Chunwang Teahouse has nine floors. Xiao Liao, wearing the sect's robes, was led to the sixth floor as soon as he entered the door.

Xiao Liao was very happy. "This market is under the jurisdiction of our Yaoyue Sect, and Chunwang Teahouse is also owned by the outer sect disciples."

Yi Er actually wanted to sit on the first floor, where people were chatting and talking enthusiastically. He wanted to get some information.

However, when he just entered the door, he noticed a lot of irritating gazes, so he just followed Xiao Liao upstairs obediently.

He was afraid that if he insisted on staying on the first floor, he would not be able to resist fighting with the owners of those eyes, and then reveal the truth.

There seemed to be a soundproof formation on the sixth floor. Xiao Liao was hesitating about what tea to order when a monk sitting on a cushion began to tell a story in mid-air.

"It is said that the legitimate husband of Ming Yu Zhenren, the virtuous monk Ming Liu, achieved enlightenment last year and ascended to heaven.

Ming Yu Zhenren became ill due to missing her, and the Fuyuan Pavilion was closed for half a year. The price of high-quality talismans rose rapidly, and it was difficult to get one. Everyone tried their best, and someone found a young man from a rural area.

He looks very much like the husband, and Master Mingyu sometimes treasures him, and sometimes despises him and abandons him.

Eventually, the young man became depressed and sick..."

Yi Er tried hard to pick out some information from this classic substitute literature.

A virtuous monk? Ascending to heaven? Could it be the virtuous immortal he had met before?

"Do you know what the ascended immortal looks like?"

The round-faced Xiao Liao was still struggling with the menu, "Gongdexian? Mingliu Clan? Let's go to the library later to check, it must be included."

Yi Er was anxious to confirm his thoughts, and was a little absent-minded, but he did not urge the round-faced Xiao Liao.

Xiao Liao secretly glanced at Yi Er and rummaged through the storage bag in her hand. There were spiritual stones given by the senior sister in it. She ordered a cup of tea and two plates of the most expensive snacks, which should be considered as the cost of entertaining guests.

She took out a medium-grade spirit stone and asked the waiter to serve the snacks quickly.

Yi Er noticed the spiritual stone on the table, which was as big as a thumb.

Comparing the spirit stones that Tutu sent to me,

In Tutu, the spiritual stones can be made into any size, but the price is different.

He signaled Tutu on the other end of the line to look at the spirit stone.

"Although her spirit stone is large, its spiritual energy is mixed. I will send you a few spirit stones as big as fingernails, some with single-element and five-element spiritual energy."

Yi Er took out a Five Elements Spirit Stone and said, "I'll pay. It's me who wants to come to the teahouse, so I'll treat you."

The round-faced Xiao Liao sent the waiter to serve the snacks quickly. He turned around and saw the spiritual stone on the table. He was shocked. He quickly covered it and looked back at the waiter. Fortunately, the waiter had already left the room.

Xiao Liao lowered his voice.

"Why are you paying with top-grade spirit stones? Brother Yi, do you like this teahouse so much? Do you want to buy it?"

She used to read picture books, and there was always a great monk who would buy a business to please a beautiful woman.

Why is it the other way around when it comes to her? How come it's the beauty who spends a fortune?

Could it be that her role in the storybook is that of a caring little puppy with low cultivation?