Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 195
The lie of the monk selling goods was exposed, he no longer looked at Qingli, but looked elsewhere.

An Qingli followed his gaze and found that he was looking at the rich man who bought rotten wood.

The back of the rich man disappeared around the corner.

The monk selling goods suddenly stood up, hurriedly collected the bowl and stones on the ground, and was about to leave.

"Tsk, don't you leave something behind?"

An Qingli stretched out his hand to block it, Ji Yanjin understood, and immediately took a step forward to block the Golden Core cultivator who wanted the Congealing Pill.

The Golden Core cultivator said "unlucky" secretly, and threw a storage bag at An Qingli. Ji Yanjin glanced distractedly, and the Golden Core cultivator rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and fled away.

An Qingli opened the storage bag and took a look. The storage bag was full of stones, round and flat, red and green, in various shapes.

Ji Yanjin sent a voice transmission: "It's not suitable to stay at this stall for long, let's go first."

An Qingli understood in an instant, and hurried away with Ji Yanjin.

Sure enough, before a stick of incense came, the rich young man who bought the rotten wood led a group of people and turned back aggressively. There was no trace of the monk selling goods.

There were other monks at the booth, and they were selling other things, this time they were selling good things, a rare space artifact, jade pendant shape, exquisite workmanship, very attractive to female nuns.

An Qingli went back to the inn first, counted the stones in the room, and called the smelting fire to identify them together.

The smelting fire scoured those stones one by one, shook his head regretfully, and told his master that those stones were nothing more than ordinary stones, except for their age and strange shape, there was nothing special about them.

"Sure enough, good and evil are mixed in this black market, and there are fake medicines everywhere. How can you pick up the treasures of the sea casually."

An Qingli sighed, threw those stones into the mustard space, placed them in the peach grove, and paved a winding cobblestone path, which kind of mean that the winding path leads to secluded places.

As dusk fell, An Qingli hung a closed sign outside the door, sat cross-legged in meditation, and prepared to practice.

Although she has been traveling for the past six months, in a relatively safe environment, she will still set up restrictions and enter the mustard space to practice, and will also tell Xiao Jintan or Xiao Lingxi to help pay attention to the situation outside the restrictions.

The fleshy running rabbit was also able to help, holding a pile of fresh spirit grass, squatting outside the restraint, and letting the wind out while gnawing.

With the help of a lot of spirit stones, the "Eight Desolation Netherworld Jue" she practiced has already opened six acupoints, and is opening the seventh.

Each exercise can only be experienced personally after practice.

An Qingli discovered that the opening time of each acupoint varies from time to time, sometimes easy and sometimes difficult.

The long one takes more than a year, and the short one only takes ten days.

And the more she practiced this technique, the more she felt like a fish in water. With enough experience, opening the next acupoint would be more effective with half the effort.

Otherwise, after conceiving a baby, the monks no longer value the spiritual root, but put the understanding at the top.

For her, alchemy is not a difficult task. She can master the alchemy experience given by her master Mu Sheng quickly and quickly, not to mention the Nether Jue's exercises are recorded in detail. She only needs to follow the exercises. As the law says, it accumulates over time.

The messenger jade slip rang again, and An Qingli was so absorbed in her practice that she found out after dawn.

It's An Qingjin.

An Qingjin said in words that my family sent Jindan monks to settle in the secular world and rearrange the clan protection formation. At the same time, I also planned to rush to the black market after the formation was completed. When I returned, I would pick up An Qihuan and the alchemy Xiao Miaozi went back to his home.

However, An Qingli's mother, that is, Mrs. Liu, heard the news from nowhere, she cried angrily, and wanted to scratch An Qihuan's face, but the monk who established the foundation was thick-skinned, and Mrs. Liu did not scratch An Qihuan's face , On the contrary, he scratched his carefully maintained nails.

Mrs. Liu was crying, not allowing An Qihuan to leave the house, and throwing a piece of white silk on the beam to threaten him with death, and clamoring for An Qingli's daughter, to uphold justice for her.

"My mother."

An Qingli had a headache, picked up the communication jade slip, and replied to An Qingjin: "Is my cousin in the secular world?"

An Qingjin quickly replied: "It's in the secular world. After the clan protection formation is finished, I will rush to the Central Plains black market with Elder Jindan. What about you, are you already in the black market?"

"I just entered the city yesterday." An Qingli said, "I will go to my mother and talk to her, please don't worry about my cousin."

"What are you talking about, don't be so polite." An Qingjin paused, then said in a deep voice, "Qingli, I heard rumors that the black market is not peaceful at all these days, and those rogues don't know what's going on. Even the monks wearing the costumes of the sect are robbed and killed. Especially the disciples of our Tianyun Sect, they will be killed when they see it."

"Is there such a thing?" An Qingli raised her eyebrows, "Has the Zongmen investigated?"

"There must be an investigation." An Qingjin set up restrictions around him before continuing, "It's just that the sect didn't announce the result. But the disciples of the sect have guessed that there is such an enmity with the sect Either it is the remnants of the Hehuan Sect, or the Ye family who escaped by chance. It is very likely that it is the Ye family, this is the new enemy."

"The Ye family? Bandits?" An Qingli thought about it for a second. It didn't seem surprising that the Ye family, a robber family, was involved with bandits.

An Qingjin said: "Anyway, you should be more careful, don't reveal your identity as a disciple of Tianyun Sect."

An Qingli's expression darkened. If it was true that the Ye family's bandits took revenge, she would be in a dangerous situation, not only because she was a disciple of Tian Yunzong, but also because she had an old grudge with the Ye family.

Ye family?

Ye Zhilan?
The corner of An Qingli's eyes twitched. In the original text, Ye Zhilan also came to the black market.

Ye Zhilan has ice eyes, so how could she miss the many treasures in this black market, whether it is the treasures placed on the street stalls, or the treasures cultivated by monks in the dantian.

What's more, that icy eye can still see through the veil that isolates the detection of the spiritual sense.The veil on her head is like a fake, which means that Ye Zhilan can know everyone in the black market.

Is it possible that Ye Zhilan had long been lurking in the dark and recognized An Qingli who was wandering in the street.

An Qingli was not in a good mood, and said to An Qingjin: "Cousin, the black market is really dangerous this year. Ye An's family has a feud, and this is another site. You and Elder Jindan come here, I'm afraid it will happen."

An Qingjin said: "Can they recognize me?"

An Qingli's tone was solemn: "I'm afraid it is. Ye Zhilan recognized me easily when I was in the secret realm."

"Then you leave the black market alone." An Qingjin worried.

"I am accompanied by Uncle Ji Yanjin, and there should be more"

"Then I'm relieved." An Qingjin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'll wait and see how the sect handles this matter. This matter is a big one. It is said that Senior Sister Qin Wuyue was attacked again. With injuries all over his body, he was sent back to the sect by some expert."

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