The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Seeing her stunned, Tao Ningqin thought she was shy, and pulled her to her side and whispered, "I also think Pu Shaoyuan is not good enough for you, but since you are interested, you have to... have to... improve yourself!"

Motivated?

For the first time, Yunying felt that there was a blank area in her life. What was Tao Ningqin talking about? Why couldn't she understand a word?

She could only nod vaguely: "I have something to do today, and I will visit Senior Brother Pu when I am free in the future."

Tao Ningqin wanted to tell her a few more words, but when she saw that Yunying's head was half lowered, her side face was beautiful but still immature, and she didn't fully open it, she suddenly felt that she really didn't need to talk too much.

After all, Junior Sister is still young, at the age of first love, her feelings are always changing, why should she have to get involved, and spoil the rippling pool of spring water in others.

So Tao Ningqin didn't ask any more questions, Yunying finally found a chance to calm down and observe these small objects.

Yunying knows her own spiritual source better than anyone else, even this bloody spiritual source that she never actively communicates with on weekdays, Yunying also has a certain command right, and can feel its vague thoughts through music.

It suddenly made a fuss just now, because there was something on the stall that attracted it.

But what was sold at the stall were nothing more than ordinary spirit flowers, spirit grass and low-grade ores, the only ones that could be called strange.It was the scattered pile of old things on the left side of the stall.

It seems that it is not so accurate to say that it is old. It should be added with a Mai Tai.

Each of them seems to have been dug out after being buried in the ground for thousands of years. They are full of rust and cracks, and it is difficult to see the original appearance clearly.

One of them barely looked like a clay doll. He held it in his hand and looked carefully, only to find that it was a rather delicate copper doll. The red earth yellow is blurred into a ball, which looks ugly at first glance, but you can see the meticulous workmanship under the dirty shell when you look closely.

Yunying felt that if there was something that attracted Lingyuan, it would probably be one of these things.

She carefully took them out one by one to see, but there was no response from Lingyuan.

Until finally, she picked up the rusty blade, which was inconspicuous even in this pile of old things, and the bloody spirit source finally started messing again.

The Phoenix Divine Fire leaped up again and severely suppressed it.

This fire has the same temper as its owner, and it is quite busy and busy. This time, its momentum is much stronger than before. The blood-colored spiritual source opened its teeth and claws for a long time before retracting.

It brightened its fists very well, it hurt Yunying, felt the continuous burning pain from Dantian, gritted its teeth and endured it, not daring to show anything on its face.

She cursed the owner of the will-o'-the-wisp in her heart, and looked at the rusty blade calmly.

The blade is very small, no bigger than a palm, Yun Ying held it between two fingers, looked at the front and then at the back.

The blade is full of rust and soil stains, and there is nothing conspicuous about it, but if you look closely, you will find many small nicks on the blade, intermittently connected into a complex pattern.

Tao Ningqin saw Yunying looking at the blade with fascination, and asked with a smile: "Do you like this?"

Yunying didn't immediately answer whether she likes it or not, but instead asked: "Where did the brothers and sisters get these things? It looks a bit wild."