An hour before the secret realm opened, Ye Qiao and her group went to the entrance. When she came, Xue Yu told her that there was haze in the secret realm, which would cause dizziness if inhaled into the nasal cavity. In order to avoid accidents, many people would buy magical tools to block the haze in advance.
Ye Qiao: "Then do we have any magical instruments?"
"No." Xue Yu answered truthfully: "There are no weapon cultivators in Changming Sect, and no one knows how to refine weapons. If you want one, you have to go to Chengfeng Sect to buy it. They have many weapon cultivators."
"Just go in like this without taking any precautions?" Are you so casual?
In Ye Qiao's memory, every time the heroine went to the secret realm, she would get a bunch of natural treasures, magical weapons and elixirs. Why was it so shabby when it was their turn?
Ming Xuan said nonchalantly: "If you can hold your breath, then do it. If you can't, cover your mouth and nose with something, but if you fight, it will be a bit troublesome."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiao began to think that if it was just smog, then it might be no different from the smog we see in the mornings today.
She thought about taking out a piece of cloth from the mustard bag, cutting it off with the black sword, and finally cutting it into the shape of a mask, and adding a thin rope, it was simply perfect.
"Put it on." Ye Qiao made a dozen more copies just in case, and threw them to the other three.
You know what, it’s quite suitable.
But the appearance was too strange. Ming Xuan picked one up and asked curiously, "Junior Sister, what is this?"
Ye Qiao: "Mask."
None of the three had seen such a thing before, and they just thought it looked very strange. Ye Qiao put it on his face first and demonstrated to them how to use it. There are always more solutions than problems in this world, and there is no spiritual weapon that can wear a mask.
The expressions on the faces of several people were a little indescribable, but under the bright gaze of the junior sister, they couldn't afford to give her face.
After the four of them put on their masks, many people along the way looked at them with curiosity.
She is dressed weirdly and what is that thing on her mouth?
After arriving at the entrance of the secret realm, sects with a background, such as the Yueqing Sect, have already taken out their magic weapons and put up protective shields to cover people inside.
Only three of the five direct disciples of Yueqing Sect came this time, Yun Que and the chief disciple Song Hansheng, and a person who was not a stranger.
Su Zhuo.
Ye Qiao had an impression of Su Zhuo, who was the junior brother who had stabbed the original owner in the back. However, perhaps because he was wearing a mask, the other party did not recognize her. As if he had noticed her inquiring gaze, Su Zhuo frowned and subconsciously blocked Yun Que.
I mistakenly thought it was another female cultivator who was jealous of my junior sister.
His junior sister is beautiful, and there are many female cultivators who dislike her. Su Zhuo was afraid that she would be hurt, so he looked back at her with a cold expression.
Glancing at his cold eyes, Ye Qiao touched the tip of his nose and sighed softly in his heart.
A dog licks a dog until he ends up with nothing.
In the original novel, Su Zhuo is at best a loyal spare tire, not even qualified as a supporting actor.
"My dear friend," an older monk came over, "what is that on your mouth?"
He was not the only one who was curious about the things on the four people's mouths. Once someone took the lead, the rest naturally followed suit and came forward to ask.
“But is it the new magical weapon refined by Chengfeng Sect?”
"There is no spiritual energy fluctuation above."
"What is this then?"
Ye Qiao's mind moved slightly, and she took out the remaining mask from the mustard bag. She grinned and smiled: "This is the mask I developed. Although it is not as good as a magic weapon, it may be able to resist some of the harm caused by smog in the secret realm."
"really?"
After all, most of the people who come to the small secret realm are from small sects and independent cultivators, and not all of them are as wealthy as the Yueqing Sect and can afford to take out spiritual weapons.
When she said this, everyone around her perked up.
Ye Qiao was calm and composed: "It's genuine. It only costs five low-grade spirit stones. You won't suffer any loss, nor will you be cheated."
"Would you like to come and try it?" she said enthusiastically.
Mu Chongxi stared at her in amazement as she started advertising on the spot, and said hesitantly: "Junior sister... you are amazing."
If it were him, he would definitely feel embarrassed to sell things nonchalantly in front of so many people.
Could it be possible like this?
Xue Yu coughed lightly and said, "Junior Sister is always very enthusiastic when it comes to spirit stones."
Finally, all the masks in Ye Qiao's hands were sold out before the secret realm opened. She even kept some for future use.
"Let's go, the secret realm is open."
Mu Chongxi took the lead and after entering the secret realm, it was filled with smoke. The casual cultivators who had bought masks were surprised to find that it could indeed block out most of the toxic smog, and the effect was very significant.
Xue Yu touched the mask strangely. He actually had some breath-holding pills, which he had prepared for his junior sister. But since the pills didn't work, he distributed the pills to several people.
It seems that it is no longer necessary now.
"Where do you get all these weird ideas?"
Ye Qiao replied without even turning his head: "The wisdom of the seniors."
Thanks to the development of technology.
Su Zhuo looked at the huge crowd surrounding Ye Qiao and his group. He sneered and said disdainfully, "It's really shameful to take advantage of such a small advantage."
Yun Que nodded in approval, saying in a gentle voice, "Perhaps it's a small sect and they don't have money. That girl... is really pitiful."
She is obviously about the same age as me, but she has to be so humble for a few spirit stones.
However, after really stepping into the secret realm, the sense of superiority of Yueqing Sect's people gradually disappeared. Although they had magic weapons to protect themselves, it would undoubtedly consume their spiritual energy. None of those who wore masks showed signs of poisoning, which showed that the effect was extremely good.
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