Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

He still refused to give in.

But the tone of his voice revealed his lack of confidence.

Xiao Yanqing was not in a hurry. He picked up the mixed cold flower and chuckled:

"Look at this stem. It's earthy yellow with faint white spots, arranged at a 45-degree angle. This is clearly the characteristic of the vine-feathered vine."

"Although the leaves are not as bright as the ivy."

"But this is because this plant grows in a deep valley, where it rarely sees sunlight. The spiritual energy there is probably not abundant, so it can't provide sufficient nourishment. This is why the leaf surface is even darker."

"Look at the leaf veins again. This thickness is obviously..."

Xiao Yanqing had an expert guiding him, and at this moment he was standing with his hands on his hips, talking freely.

The uncle was stunned by what he said.

Hesitated for a while.

Finally, he sighed, pointed at the mixed cold flower and shook his head:

"I have been collecting herbs for many years and I thought I had some experience in identifying spiritual herbs. I never expected that I would need guidance from fellow Taoist today."

"You're right. I really don't know what it is."

"I found all this merchandise from a ruin. Meeting you today is fate. This vine-feathered vine is worth five thousand mid-grade spirit stones. How about you take four thousand?"

Xiao Yanqing deliberately hesitated for a while.

Only then did he reluctantly take out the spirit stone in exchange for the Hunhan flower.

Before leaving.

He also left a sentence:

"Never mind, even though it's of poor quality, it's still Fujiyu Luo after all. I just happened to need it recently, so I'll take it at a loss."

This time.

Hear this.

The uncle's mentality recovered a little and he felt that he didn't suffer too much.

He lay back down and continued to doze off while fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan.

……

Turned a few corners.

Enter the alley.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xiao Yanqing gently used magic to wipe away the red light covering the Hunhan Flower. A perfect Hunhan Flower with purple and pink colors lay quietly in the palm of her hand.

She couldn't help but grin, her voice full of excitement:

"Master, Hunhanhua, it's really Hunhanhua!"

"I got this great item, which was worth upwards of 50,000 mid-grade spirit stones, for just 4,000. What a great feeling to have found a bargain!"

Lu Zhiqiu floated out of the ring and said leisurely:

"Did you really take it down?"

Xiao Yanqing chuckled, hugged Lu Zhiqiu's light soul, rubbed it gently and said:

"What you have taken is what I have taken."

"Do we need to separate our relationship? As long as you need me, I am yours."

Lu Zhiqiu pinched her face fiercely and said angrily:

"Where did you learn these words? If I hadn't watched you grow up, I would have thought you were some battle-hardened scumbag."

Point to end.

Lu Zhiqiu did not dwell on this topic.

She would not reveal her intentions towards Xiao Yanqing too early. She would keep him in suspense in the early stages so that he would fall into her hands more wholeheartedly.

Tsk tsk, why am I becoming more and more like a bad woman?

Lu Zhiqiu thought happily in his heart.

Xiao Yanqing didn't dare to say too much at once, for fear of scaring her "innocent" master.

The conversation changed:

"Speaking of which, Master, how did you come up with the idea of ​​linking this miraculous medicine to Teng Yuluo? It was so clever and appropriate, it completely fooled me."

“It directly reduces the price tenfold.”

Lu Zhiqiu said proudly:

“When you have enough reserves in your brain, your lies will sound like the truth.”

"You still have a lot to learn."

She stood with her hands behind her back, gazing at the clear clouds in the sky, and a leisurely air of a master emerged spontaneously.

"By the way, besides the Mixed Cold Flower, you can also pay attention to the Lower Flow Raw Fish, the Red Horned Wutong, and the Mysterious Min Grass. They are all good things that you will need in the future."

Lu Zhiqiu added.

Xiao Yanqing was a little confused:

"This mixed cold flower, was it prepared for me?"

Lu Zhiqiu crossed his arms and snorted coldly:

"If not to you, my foolish disciple, who else can I give it to?"

"You are now in the middle stage of foundation building, and the three-year agreement is already halfway through. In a little over a year, you will join the Xuanjian Sect. I must find ways to improve your combat power."

Xiao Yanqing pursed her lips, and a warm feeling suddenly surged in her heart.

A three-year agreement.

A word I haven't heard in a long time.

Unexpectedly, Master still remembered it and started preparing for her.

She looked at Lu Zhiqiu and said confidently:

"Don't be so nervous."

"Xuan Jian Men is a sixth-grade sect. What powerful enemies could they possibly be wary of? Under your guidance, I will have no problem suppressing the younger generation of Xuan Jian Men in a year."

Lu Zhiqiu curled his lips and said:

"What's the young generation?"

"I was counting on you to kill the leader of the Xuanjian Sect directly."

"After all, he'll probably get angry and attack. If you can handle it yourself, I won't have to do anything, and I can save some energy."

Uh.

The emotion that Xiao Yanqing had just felt disappeared completely.

really.

Master is still the master with a bad taste.

Xiao Yanqing asked angrily:

"Even if I work hard and break through to the Golden Core stage before the three-year deadline, I still can't fight a Nascent Soul head-on, right?"

Lu Zhiqiu chuckled:

"not necessarily."

"Since your physique, skills, and Taoist magic are all completely overwhelming, fighting against higher-level opponents may not be hopeless."

"Anyway, work hard."

Although Lu Zhiqiu often teases Xiao Yanqing and has expectations for this apprentice that go beyond the etiquette between master and apprentice.

But she is still a good master.

In her heart, she still hoped to train Xiao Yanqing into a true, peerless genius who could dominate a generation.

then.

The two were talking and laughing.

He stepped into the market again and started a new round of looting.

……

Twenty days later.

The largest square in Luoxing City.

There are huge crowds of people today.

The sky was filled with dense crowds of people, flying on swords, with different lights of different spiritual powers on their bodies, so dazzling that people could hardly open their eyes.

In addition to being dazzling.

The noisy sound completely enveloped the entire square. Fortunately, there was a way for the monks to transmit sound, otherwise everyone would have had to shout.

Looking at the chaotic sky, Lu Zhiqiu couldn't help but curse:

"Can these people have some sense of public morality?"

"There are already a lot of people here, and yet everyone's flying around with special effects on, or talking nonsense loudly, just trying to show off?"

Beside her, Yan Kongqing laughed and said:

"Friend Lu is a man of quick words."

"But for most cultivators, the Western Heaven Competition is a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle. If they don't seize the opportunity to shine, they'll lose a lot of wealth to talk about in the future."

Lu Zhiqiu sighed:

“It’s not that I can’t understand it.”

"But this scene is so reminiscent of déjà vu that it made me dig up something deep in my memory."

at this time.

Although there were many people in the sky, the staff of Luoxing City had already cleared a path leading directly to the center of the square.

This is the [Entering the Battlefield and Pilgrimage] section.

This is a privilege only available to large sects above the seventh rank in this trial. They can enter in the most glorious manner and enjoy the pursuit and cheers of the crowd.

As for the others, they would naturally serve as spectators, watching the entrance of these powerful sects from the remaining space on the ground or in the air.

It triggered some distant memories of Lu Zhiqiu.

It is these diverse audiences.

On the left of Lu Zhiqiu.

A handsome young man in a brocade robe used magic to condense a point of light in front of him, and spoke to the light:

"Hello fellow Daoists, welcome to watch the Xiuxian Feixun channel [Your Moon, My Heart] on time. I am Xiaoxian from Feixun."

"I believe everyone has guessed that this is the long-awaited trial site for the younger generation of Xijitian."

"Xiaoxian waited in line for three days and even spent a lot of spirit stones to finally get this excellent viewing position and bring everyone this Feixun feast."

"Following my finger, I saw a group of swordsmen in white riding their swords. They were the renowned fifth-grade sword cultivation sect, the Shuanghua Sect. The leading disciple was none other than the young Shuang Jiuyun, who has been enjoying great popularity recently..."

"Look over here, there are cultivators with graceful figures, wearing elegant green dresses. I don't need to introduce them in detail. Those who often buy photo stones will know that this is the legendary fifth-grade sect that only accepts women - Youxiang Luomeng Sect..."

……

The man in brocade robe introduced the light spot enthusiastically and talked incessantly.

That kind of passion, that kind of high-pitched voice, was as if the person being introduced was not someone else, but himself.

Lu Zhiqiu could only sigh at this.

Whatever.

This is their livelihood, so just bear with it.