Junior brother, he is both wild and fierce

After cutting the throat of the red-bellied fire python, Lin Qingzhi carefully collected the blood in a bottle.

The blood of the red-bellied fire python is a good thing and cannot be wasted.

Almost half an hour later, the blood of the Red Fire Python was finally drained.

After putting hundreds of bottles of blood into the storage ring, Lin Qingzhi wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead.

A smile appeared on her face. “The next step is skinning, tendon extraction, and bone removal.”

Lin Qingzhi summoned out the double swords.

He raised his knife and began to peel the skin neatly and efficiently.

After a while, the skin and flesh separated, and the complete red-bellied fire python skin was taken off.

The skin of the red-bellied fire python is hard, and the armor made from this skin can withstand multiple attacks from a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the golden elixir realm.

However, ordinary monks with low cultivation levels cannot break the armor at all.

Lin Qingzhi looked at the pile of fire python skins in front of him, which had formed a small hill, and his heart was filled with joy.

With so many fire python skins, we can make hundreds of pieces of armor.

Since the master has already given her the red-bellied python.

She thought about giving part of the armor made of fire python skin to the master, letting the master distribute the armor on his own, keeping part for herself, and selling part to Brother Liu.

Lin Qingzhi looked at the fire python skin with a smile as beautiful as a flower.

These are all white spiritual stones.

It looks like we're going to make a lot of money again this time.

After cutting up the fire python meat, Lin Qingzhi put the bones of the red-skinned fire python into the storage ring.

She would take some of the fire python meat to the food hall today to give the disciples a change of taste.

As soon as I arrived at the dining hall, I heard a familiar voice.

"Mrs. Sui, go to the vegetable garden in the backyard and pick some greens and radishes."

Sui Niang bowed slightly and said softly, "Okay, Miss Luo."

Luo Maozhi, who is stronger than the average woman, plunged the knife in her hand deeply into the chopping board.

She rolled up her sleeves and said to Sui Niang helplessly, "Sui Niang, when will you change your bad habit of being so polite to Ah Zhi?"

Seeing that Miss Luo was angry, Sui Niang felt a little frightened.

"Ms. Luo...Ms. Luo, is there anything that Suiniang did wrong?"

"Hug, sorry."

Seeing that Sui Niang looked like she had done something wrong, Luo Maozhi explained helplessly.

"No, no, no, Sui Niang, please don't misunderstand. Ah Zhi is not angry."

"We have known each other for almost two years. Every time you call me Miss Luo, it seems strange. I have said it many times. You are older than me, so you can just call me Ah Zhi."

"Also, every time I ask you to do something, you should bow to Ah Zhi. The dining hall doesn't have so many rules, so you don't have to do the same."

Sui Niang waved her hands quickly and said, "That won't do. Miss Luo, you are an immortal, and Sui Niang is just a mortal. We still have to be polite."

Luo Maozhi thought.

How can she be considered an immortal when she is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining? She is just a little stronger than ordinary people.

Luo Maozhi patted Sui Niang on the shoulder and said, "You and I both work in the canteen, so there's no need to distinguish between immortals and mortals. Listen to me, and call me Ah Zhi from now on."

Sui Niang's eyes were red.

Since Luo'er joined Taohua Sect and became a formal disciple, Sui Niang has been worried that she, a mortal mother, would bring shame to Luo'er.

Therefore, she was very cautious towards the immortals from Taohua Sect, fearing that they would bring bad influence to Luo'er.

The immortals in Taohuamen were very nice. Not as aloof as she had imagined, they were actually very caring towards her and her daughter.

Therefore, Sui Niang became more polite and courteous to others.

Sui Niang called out "Azhi" in a trembling voice.

Seeing Sui Niang crying, Luo Maozhi, who had always been a big and strong man, anxiously pulled up his linen sleeve and wiped Sui Niang's tears.

"Sui Niang, everything is fine, why are you crying?"

"It's okay, it's okay Miss Luo. Sui Niang is not crying, but happy."

Glad that she and her daughter met a great group of people.

Happy?

How can you be happy if you cry?

Luo Maozhi scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"Sui Niang, did something happen to you? Tell Azhi if anyone bullies you."

Sui Niang's mood was much calmer. She smiled and said, "Azhi, Sui Niang is really fine. The immortals of Taohuamen are all very good. Sui Niang just feels that she is too lucky, so she can't help crying."

Luo Maozhi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "I'm glad you're okay."

Lin Qingzhi's eyes were soft in the distance, and she called out, "Sister Azhi."

Luo Maozhi, who was comforting Sui Niang, looked up immediately when he heard Lin Qingzhi's voice.

When she saw people, her eyes lit up with joy and she rushed out in a hurry.

"Junior sister, you are back."

Luo Maozhi has been a member of Taohua Sect for more than ten years, and Lin Qingzhi can be said to have grown up under her watch.

When she was little, my junior sister was lively and talkative, but as she grew older, she became quieter and less talkative.

Luo Maozhi came up to the crowd and asked excitedly, "Junior sister, how long have you been back?"