"master……"

Something flashed in those meaningful eyes, but was then covered up.

Wait until dawn.

The clouds rolled away, the wind became light, and the rain in the sky gradually dissipated.

The young man walked alone in the mountains and forests, and his movements were indeed quite fast. He didn't look like someone who had come here for the first time.

In his past and present lives, the only person he could depend on was that person.

Last time, he was being chased by those people and accidentally hid in Qingshan Town. His master rescued him and gave him some skills.

The only drawback is that this kung fu is ruthless.

A person who practices cultivation cannot live his entire life without having a partner.

Thinking of the delicate and soft little junior sister, Chen Xiuyuan resolutely embarked on the same path as in his previous life.

If he were just a mortal, he wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of her.

In this life, he wants to choose his own cultivation method.

…………

Qingshan Town.

The hawking sounds on the usually peaceful street became a little more lively, and I don’t know if it was Lin Yanan’s illusion.

The number of stalls in front of her house has increased several times.

In addition to ordinary people eating, there were also monks coming in and out of the shop.

The refreshments here are quite exquisite. When the monks learned that they could stay in the private rooms on the second floor for an extended period of time, they all went upstairs. Those who failed to grab a seat were forced to go to the inn opposite.

After getting the room on the second floor, Leng Ningyan wandered around the shop on her own.

This place is actually not small, several times larger than the average inn.

Walking slowly back along the path of the front hall, she glanced strangely at the place where the word "toilet" was written.

Aren't these all placed in the backyard?

The woman didn't stay inside for long, just took a look and left.

Further in, there was a painting hanging next to the corridor that she couldn't understand. Upon closer inspection, she saw that it was painted with colored ink.

“Squeak—”

The door at the end was pushed open.

As soon as Lin Yanan walked out of the room, he was caught by Leng Ningyan who was waiting there.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere reached a stalemate.

Leng Ningyan looked at the familiar mask and her heart leaped with joy.

She is really lucky!!

"Master. Do you still remember me?"

"I'm from the auction house."

Even though the person opposite him looked young, Leng Ningyan was still very respectful.

In the past, there were powerful people in the world of cultivation who liked to pretend to be young, hiding their own cultivation and blending in with the lower-level juniors...

Master Lin probably thinks the same.

“…”

“Master, you…”

After hesitating for a long time, Leng Ningyan still didn't say anything.

What if the Master doesn't want to?

She's not asking for trouble!

"You want a longevity pill?"

Clearing his throat, Lin Yanan curled the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, yes! Master, you can see everything clearly."

Who is Leng Ningyan? If the person in front of her is not likely to be a high-level alchemist, she would never be so servile.

"Then follow me."

When someone comes to your door, there is no reason not to accept him.

She still has nine longevity pills in her hand, so it wouldn't be impossible to give out two more! !

The two of them had a brief discussion in the lounge, and less than half an incense stick of time later, Leng Ningyan came out with a smile on her face, holding a porcelain bottle.

She bought this medicine at a low price.

A medium-grade spirit stone costs only 300,000, and it can still make a lot of profit if it is taken to a large auction house in Zhongzhou.

Besides, Master Lin’s little request is no big deal at all.

Although she didn't know why the master chose to live in seclusion in this small mountain valley and still do mortal business, it had nothing to do with her interests.

An alchemist who could possibly surpass the fourth level, his father tried his best but failed to win him over.

Isn’t it already in front of you?

Leng Ningyan, who was immersed in joy, had no idea that the person who gave her the elixir would become her strongest competitor in the future.

No, or rather, even if the Leng family gave everything they had, it couldn't compare to it! !

It hurts so much, there are only six longevity pills left.

lobby.

Leng Ningyan stroked the storage ring on her fingertips.

The longevity pills these people were asking for were in her hands, three of them!

Thinking of her great-grandfather who only had a hundred years left to live, she regretted not asking for a few more.

But then he thought of the recipe for the longevity pill and the extinct spiritual herb ingredients, and gave up the idea.

After taking a sip of spicy soup, the woman no longer had the heart to sit in the shop.

This folk snack tastes surprisingly good. I'll ask my chef to come over and learn how to make it tomorrow.

"Amu, why does the white horse have horns?"

"Tongtong, this isn't a horse, it's called a spirit beast."

"What's its name?"

"My mother doesn't know either."

The woman was also very jealous.

She had never seen such a good spirit beast in her life, and she really wanted her own child to join the sect so that he wouldn't have to live in the countryside with her for the rest of his life.

Riding on the dragon horse tied to the tree stump, Leng Ningyan disappeared from everyone's sight.

"I think I've seen that female cultivator somewhere before."

Lu Ding leaned against the window, looking at the white shadow in the clouds with a little confusion.

[Beep beep beep—]

[Warning! Warning! Those who violate the shop rules will be expelled, expelled! !]

Before everyone could react, a figure was thrown heavily into the air and fell down heavily.

“Sizzle—”

A purple lightning struck the man, instantly tearing his skin and flesh apart, and blood flowed onto the scorched ground.

"Mom, a big bird flew out!!"

At the door of the salted fish shop, a child was eating a red candied haws in his hand and looking up at the sky.

“Wow—”

"It actually thundered in broad daylight."

"No, why is there no sound from the thunder? And why is it striking towards Aunt Liu?"

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