Chapter 116: Immortal Weaving Pavilion
Gu Zhifei knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare to say anything more.
In fact, she still had many questions in her mind. For example, she wanted to know how Leng Nuan was doing.
It’s not that she cared about Leng Nuan, but she felt that Leng Nuan’s condition was not right at that time, and if she had woken up halfway, she might not be alive today.
However, when she saw the plate that Master Qingming put over, she was stunned, and all the questions in her mind disappeared.
"Here, here's your reward. Try harder next time so I can collect your bodies for you."
After saying that, he turned around and left, looking very carefree. If he hadn't almost tripped over the threshold on his way out, he would have been fine.
In the blue-rimmed bowl, there were a few cloud-like cakes with some green leaves interspersed in them.
If Gu Zhifei had not just seen the leaves of the Soul-Fixing Grass, he would probably have thought they were just ordinary leaves.
In fact, she did not suffer any spiritual trauma during this trip, but she would not reject the kindness of Master Qingming.
In fact, it had been a long time since anyone had secretly cared about her like this.
Gu Zhifei smiled, feeling that there was something that needed to be put on the agenda.
After receiving the rewards, the Immortal Fate Conference came to an end. Just after returning to Lingshan, before everyone had even sat down, Gu Zhifei found Hua Xixia and the others and told them something.
"You said we should go get the forget-me-not flower?"
Hua Xixia's voice almost broke through the roof.
Gu Zhifei shushed her and whispered, "You probably want Master to know."
Hua Xixia immediately covered her mouth.
"If Master knew, he would definitely not let us go." Gu Zhifei still whispered, "The Forget-Me-Not Flower is in the ghost town, where humans, immortals, and demons live together. If you are not careful, you will lose your life. If you follow me, you must listen to me."
Hua Xixia nodded. She knew that Gu Zhifei had some foresight skills, so it should be good to listen to her.
Guang Shubai saw that Hua Xixia had no objection, so he nodded as well. But he still had an objection: "But Junior Sister, aren't our strength too weak?"
If you go to a ghost town without any financial support, you may not even be able to save your life, let alone find the forget-me-not flower.
Gu Zhifei had no such worries. She said: "So, before we go to the ghost town, we have to go to other places, and then go to the ghost town after we have the means to save our lives."
If the head of Kunlun had not said last time that Master Qingming only had two or three years left, Gu Zhifei would have been willing to wait longer and go when he had a better chance.
There is clearly not enough time now.
Seeing her so confident, Guang Shubai didn't say anything more.
They had planned to leave the next day, but Hua Xixia refined the Tianbing Orchid, the prize brought by Kunlun, at night and reached a breakthrough point, so everyone stayed for another week.
It was not until early summer that Gu Zhifei and others left a farewell letter to Master Qingming, and the three of them left Lingshan together on the crane carriage.
"Junior sister, where are we going first?" Hua Xixia asked her.
Gu Zhifei smiled: "First stop, Xianzhi Pavilion."
Guang Shubai almost fell off the crane. He confirmed, "Junior sister? Which one are you talking about?"
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Gu Zhifei said firmly: "Xianzhige, let's go make a set of robes first."
Now they all have only one set of Kunlun sect disciple uniform. If they wear this set of uniform when traveling, it will be too conspicuous.
What's more, they are not disciples of Kunlun Sect at all.
Hua Xixia frowned, disagreeing: "Junior sister, I know the robes of the Immortal Weaving Pavilion are very good, but they won't make ready-made clothes for us."
Xianzhi Pavilion can only produce a limited number of robes a year, and usually they are placed orders by prominent large families. If the three of them entered Xianzhi Pavilion, people might think they were rag collectors and send them away.
I find that every time I buy toys, it’s not the ones my kids want to play with, but the ones I want to play with ('') (End of this chapter)
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