After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 150 Specially Made For You
It's another sect I've heard of for the first time.

Yun Weixian raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

Yan Wenshu said this, not because he was simply afraid of them, but because of other reasons.

Ning Qingyuan also looked at him, waiting for his answer.

"When I came to this teahouse a few days ago, I heard people talking about this Xuanyang Villa."

Speaking of it, Yan Wenshu was still a little hard to say: "I heard that they come to Lucheng every April, and every year, there will be some troubles. If you don't go around them, you may be found by them." trouble."

"And the ones brought out are basically Jindan monks, and the elder Yuanying is in charge... None of them are reasonable, they only talk about strength."

Ning Qingyuan listened, and couldn't help teasing: "Cai Yuanying is so arrogant."

Yan Wenshu glanced at him and covered his mouth, saying that he would stop talking nonsense.

This should be said by Yun Weixian.

But Yun Weixian just nodded thoughtfully, and said: "Then go for a stroll later, and then go back."

"That's fine, when I go back, I'll tell the two junior sisters again."

The four of them sat in the teahouse for about a quarter of an hour, seeing the bustle and bustle outside and the number of monks, they went down to the street.

There are too many monks, and everyone can see that each is a cultivator, so it doesn't look like anyone is special.

Yan Wenshu and Xiao Zhihan each walked on one side, protecting Ning Qingyuan and Yun Weixian in the middle, even if someone glanced twice because of their faces from time to time, it would be because of their completely different temperaments. Weigh a little bit to see if it can be messed with.

Seeing that there were many temporary stalls on the street, Yan Wenshu couldn't help asking: "Can we also exchange some common pills and talismans for spirit stones?"

"Wait, wait until there are more people."

As Yun Weixian spoke, his gaze passed by a small stall inadvertently, and there were fewer people watching than other stalls, because the displays were all flying artifacts that were not considered top-grade.

After all, the most indispensable thing for a monk is the flying magic weapon. As long as it can still be used, it will basically not be replaced.

Unless it is some rare items with higher quality.

"Sixth senior brother's birthday is coming soon, isn't it?"

"Ah... that's right," Ning Qingyuan scratched his head, "It will be in a few days."

Yun Weixian looked at Yan Wenshu: "Eldest senior brother, buy sixth senior brother a birthday present."

Yan Wenshu thought she was going to buy it, and he was thinking about what else to prepare. Hearing what she said, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment before laughing: "That's fine."

Ning Qingyuan looked flattered, and followed Yan Wenshu to the stall of the flying magic weapon to choose.

Yun Weixian stood aside, looked at Xiao Zhihan who also followed and guarded: "Fourth Senior Brother, stretch out your hand."

"?" Xiao Zhihan was taken aback, and then stretched out his hand in front of her.

Yun Weixian took something out of the gourd, and deliberately clenched his hand into a fist, preventing him from seeing what was inside, and put it directly into his palm.

"The mask is just randomly carved, this one is specially made for you."

After listening to her, Xiao Zhihan just looked down at the thing on the palm of his hand.

It was a string of wooden beads, the outside was smooth and there was nothing special about it, but when you turned it a little, you could find runes engraved inside.

There is a slight sense of coolness in the hand, not just floating on the surface, but will seep into the body bit by bit, making people feel a sense of tranquility.

Xiao Zhihan couldn't help but raised his head and smelled it a little, the bitter fragrance of the elixir penetrated into the tip of his nose, although he couldn't tell what elixir it was, it was still beneficial.

This seemed to mean that every bead was carefully carved and polished by her, and she put a lot of thought into it.

(End of this chapter)