Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 961 How much water did he pour into his brain?

"I saw it, I saw it, what's the big deal? Didn't I tell you earlier that Junior Sister Qingli is the most powerful?" Ying Tianchen took a rare stroll in the street and was excited, how could he have the time to pay attention to him? Ah, pouted and said disapprovingly.

"It's not a big deal. In the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, do you know how difficult it is to be promoted to the Purple Mansion? Do you know how rare it is to obtain the Seventh Grade Spirit Pill? And those cultivation methods..." Ling Feibai was immersed in shock Among them, he was not angry, and continued to chatter.

As he was talking, he saw that Lu Qingli didn't even mention the price, but took out hundreds of spirit crystals and bought more than a dozen Tianxiang wisteria orchids.

Then, without bargaining, he took out hundreds of spirit crystals and bought a large pile of spirit gold from a nearby shop.

Then, he took out hundreds of spirit crystals and bought a large pile of inexplicable spirit herbs from another shop... Still no bargaining.

"By the way, she is still so rich. How did she get so much money at such a young age? Could it be that she is a descendant of a wealthy family? Wait, isn't she from the Lu family? The Lu family is so poor that even the head of the family How can she get so much money if she can't even get a few spirit stones?" So Ling Feibai pointed at Lu Qingli, and was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

Although it is not difficult to see from his eyesight that the spirit grass and spirit gold that Lu Qingli just bought are extremely rare, but after all, the grade is not high, the best of them are only up to the fifth grade, and the worst are only the fourth grade or even the third grade.

As for what Lu Qingli bought just now, if she spends more time and negotiates the price patiently, she may be able to buy all [-] spirit stones, but she doesn't even talk about the price, and throws away tens of thousands of spirit stones without blinking. out.

Also, the reason why these spirit grasses and spirit gold are rare but not high-grade, isn’t it because they are not very useful, just buy a few to see if they are rare, but she actually buys them in piles, money is not made like this Bar.

Prodigal son, where did this prodigal son come from?

Seeing the traders put away the spirit crystals happily, Ling Fei's heart was bleeding.

"Okay, okay, I forgot to tell you that Qingli is an alchemist. Don't you know that alchemists can make the most money? What are these spirit stones worth to her?" Said impatiently.

Alchemist!It was only then that Ling Feibai realized that it was no wonder that Lu Qingli had so many high-grade spirit pills in her body, it turned out that she herself was an alchemist.

Since he is an alchemist, it is normal to have money, and it is also understandable to be extravagant and wasteful.

After all, it takes a lot of energy to practice alchemy, and the more powerful the alchemist is, the more generous they are, because they don't want to waste their energy on bargaining.With that time and patience, you can refine a few batches of panacea and everything will come back. By the way, you can also sharpen your alchemy to improve your realm, which is not much better than grinding your mouth with others.

"By the way, aren't you an array cultivator? I heard that array mages also make money. Why are you so petty?" At this point, Ying Tianchen asked Ling Feibai what he thought of, and asked Ling Feibai in doubt.

"Uh..." Ling Feibai seemed to be hit on the head with a sap, and took a deep look at Ying Tianchen, turned his head away and didn't want to say anything.

Sometimes even he himself couldn't figure out why he was so impoverished when it was his turn to be such a lucrative career as a magician, and he had to add money every time.

Look at throwing out hundreds of spirit gold again, buy back a lot of messy spirit gold, Lu Qingli, who doesn't even bother to talk about the price, and gathers his spiritual consciousness to look at his empty treasure bag, Senior Brother Ling feels very hurt .

"In the future, learn more from Junior Sister Qingli." Ying Tianchen patted his shoulder and said earnestly.

Then, happily followed Lu Qingli's pace.

Ling Feibai stood where he was, looking thoughtfully at Lu Qingli's beautiful figure, and after a long time, he followed silently.

At the same time, in the other direction of Yulan City, in a magnificently decorated hall, Sun Shaowen gnashed his teeth and shouted: "It's her again, it's her again, I haven't settled with her for what happened last night, and she's ruining me again!" It's a big deal for the Sun family, this time, I, Sun Shaowen, are at odds with her."

The she he was talking about was of course Lu Qingli.

He didn't even have time to settle the account with Lu Qingli last night. He didn't expect her to ruin the big thing again today. Of course, he hated Lu Qingli even more.

You know, he came to Yulan City this time for the Lu family's ancestral sword, and this is also the task entrusted to him by the family.I thought that with the help of the Zhong family and Uncle Jiang's help, it would be easy to get the fairy sword.

Unexpectedly, not only did he fail to grab the fairy sword, but even Uncle Jiang was seriously injured by Lu Qingli. How should he explain to the family now?
He has only been the Young Patriarch for a few days, and there were many cousins ​​who were dissatisfied. Now it is strange for them to find a reason not to fall out.

"My lord, that Lu Qingli is a strong man in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, even Uncle Jiang can't stop her sword." Manager Zhu knew who he was talking about, and reminded cautiously.

If it was changed to last night, and Sun Shaowen wanted revenge, he promised that he would not object to a single word, and would even fan the flames, hoping to teach Lu Qingli a lesson.His young master was humiliated, and he, as a servant, also lost his face.

But seeing Lu Qingli's strength today, his thoughts changed completely.

Even Jiang Bo, who was at the top of the Zifu, was vulnerable in front of Lu Qingli, and he didn't want to ask for trouble.

"So what? Didn't Lu Qingli admit it herself? Uncle Jiang had cultivated the wrong technique and couldn't display the peak strength of the Zifu. If not, how could she be Jiang Uncle's opponent?" Sun Shaowen said disdainfully.

"But even so, we are no match for her." Steward Zhu looked at the guards standing around the hall and said with a wry smile.

Although these guards are all family elites, half of them are Yunling and half Xuanzhen, and the strongest is only Jindan.

With this little strength, running to find Lu Qingli's bad luck, isn't that courting death?

Seeing his young master's arrogant appearance, Zhu Guanshi really wanted to cut his head open to see where his self-confidence came from, or to see how much water was poured into his brain.

Next to him, Zhong Dingfang also looked worried.His cultivation has reached half a step of Zifu, so he understands the gap between Jindan and Zifu better than ordinary people, and understands the horror of a Zifu mid-stage.

"Who said we need to do it ourselves?" Probably guessing what Guanshi Zhu was thinking, Sun Shaowen glanced at him and said angrily.

"My lord, do you mean to ask your master to take action?" Steward Zhu's heart moved, and he finally understood what he meant.

(End of this chapter)