Fairy

Returning to the seventh floor of the underground palace, Wang Xian felt extremely exhausted. He used his nine-yin and nine-yang eyes to inspect treasure qi, and used his spiritual sense to inspect ancient corpses. Now he was exhausted. He was probably too tired to open his eyes long ago.

"No, I'm exhausted, I'm too tired, I have to go back to Xiangji as soon as possible." Wang Xian smiled brightly, looking at the saint of Yin Yang Sect, and smiled brightly: "Saint, Wang Xian is slightly better than you in opening the box." First, the treasure you opened should belong to Wang Xian."

"Yeah, this is naked asking for spoils."

Li Xuanxuan's eyes moved, her face was covered with frost, she held a storage bag in her jade hands, she gave Wang Xian a hard look, and slowly took out a golden palm-sized golden leaf.

The gold leaf itself is an ancient treasure, and the scriptures engraved on the leaf are even more valuable.

"And that piece of real misty cloud brocade." Wang Xian's smile became brighter again.

Li Xuanxuan has the urge to kill people now, but she can't play tricks under the watchful eyes of everyone. She slowly took out the real Lanyun brocade from the storage bag, and said viciously to Wang Xian: "You have got so many treasures, You are also greedy for the treasures offered by Xuanxuan."

Wang Xian was unmoved, with a firm expression on his face, and with a casual move, he put the golden leaf and the dazzling blue Zhenlan Yunjin into the Qiankun bag.

"Miss Shui, that ancient treasure from the purple gold gourd you keep..." Wang Xian's smile became brighter again.

A trace of reluctance flashed in Shui Rourou's eyes, she took out the ancient treasure from the storage bag, and shot it at Wang Xian reluctantly.

Wang Xian stretched out his hand to hold the shining ancient treasure, smiled brighter at Shui Rourou, and put the ancient treasure into the Qiankun bag.

Wang Xian returned home with a full load, with an incomparably brilliant smile.

Seeing Wang Xian's bright smile, all the monks wished they could take off their shoes and hit him hard in the face.

"Wang Xian is so lucky. He got so many ancient treasures during his trip to the underworld. I really envy the dead."

"I've never seen so many treasures in my whole life. Even the mid-level sects in Yuan Kingdom's cultivation world can't compare to Wang Xian."

Wang Xian thought for a moment, then smiled at Li Xuanxuan and Shui Rourou, knowing that he could not offend Li Xuanxuan too much, and decided to offer some benefits to resolve the resentment of Li Xuanxuan, the saint of Onmyoji, and said over the noise: "Miss Xuanxuan, since Miss Shui When it comes to Xiangji's spirit grass, how about this? In business talk, how about I give you a discount. If Ms. Xuanxuan buys the first 3000-year-old spirit grass, Xiangji will get a 3000% discount and buy the second 3000. If you buy a third 2000-year-old spirit grass, Xiangji will give you a [-]% discount. If Miss Shui buys a [-]-year spirit grass, Xiangji will give you a [-]% discount."

"Damn it, isn't this just to please Xuanxuan and Rourou? This brat is really shameless. He must be trying to trick the two fairies before throwing out such benefits."

Li Xuanxuan and Shui Rourou's expressions softened slightly, and their laughter was like silver bells, which seemed to have calmed down their grievances towards Wang Xian.

Wang Xian felt extremely tired, so he directly went through the corresponding procedures with the employees of the underworld, and led Wu Xingsi, Li Xuanxuan, and Shui Rourou to the Xiangji elixir shop.

Xiangji Spiritual Medicine Shop has last year's spirit herbs. Under Wen Meiyu's management, the business is booming, and now it is famous all over the world.

Originally, the elixir shop was full of people coming and going, and it was very lively. When Wang Xianfei came to the store, he didn't see a single waiter, only Wen Meiyu stood anxiously by the counter, as if waiting for Wang Xian to come back.

"An accident happened at the Xiangji Spiritual Medicine Shop." Wang Xian quickly flew to Wen Meiyu's side, and asked softly, "Meiyu, what happened?"

When Wen Meiyu saw Wang Xian, her panic disappeared, and she hurriedly said: "A lunatic came to the spiritual field. He spoiled a lot of spiritual grass from last year, and he is chewing the spiritual grass in the spiritual field."

"Don't panic, it's just some spiritual herbs. As long as you have nothing to do, it's not a big deal." Wang Xian gave Wen Meiyu a stable smile, and walked slowly towards the Lingtian.

Sitting cross-legged in the spiritual field was a ragged, disheveled, haggard monk, who was chewing ginseng roots.

"Oh my god, that's 800-year-old high American ginseng. Being chewed by that lunatic like a Chinese cabbage is really reckless. If it is made into a elixir, the effect will be several times better than chewing it." Wu Xingsi had the intention to kill.

Wang Xian's expression was calm, his spiritual sense looked at the monk with a withered face, but he didn't recognize him all at once, and then he recognized it with Shi Zhanwang Qijuan, staring at the monk with pity, and said to himself: "The incomparable Dou Po It's really sad that the sky has become what it is today."

Wang Xian has always been ruthless and doesn't take pity on others easily, but seeing Dou Potian like this, he feels pity.

"Brother, let's drive this lunatic out of Lingtian." Wu Xingsi was eager to try.

Li Xuanxuan and Shui Rourou Bingxue were smart and extremely intelligent, they immediately guessed that the lunatic was Dou Potian, and sighed endlessly.

Wang Xian said lightly: "He is Dou Potian, my servant."

Then, he turned around and told the shop assistants and Wen Meiyu: "From now on, let him come and go in the spiritual field, and let him eat whatever spiritual grass you want, don't worry about him."

"How did Dou Potian become like this?" Wen Meiyu covered her small mouth with her hands, looked at Wang Xian in disbelief, and secretly guessed: "Could it be that you made Dou Potian into this, you are so against the sky. "

Spiritual energy is overflowing in the Lingtian, and the fresh fragrance wafts around. Staying here has a sense of relaxation and joy.

Wang Xian ordered the staff to lead Li Xuanxuan and Shui Rourou to choose spiritual herbs.

Wu Xingsi looked enviously at the two fairies choosing the discounted spirit grass.

Seeing Wu Xingsi's expression, Wang Xian chuckled: "Brother, if you want to buy spirit grass, I will sell it to you at a [-]% discount today."

"Really, thank you, brother." Wu Xingsi bowed to Wang Xian, overjoyed, and led a staff to pick out spirit herbs.

Those guys were very puzzled. They didn't know what happened to the shopkeeper today. He discounted so many people, and even gave a big discount. It was like throwing pie at those three people.

Li Xuanxuan and Shui Rourou chose the spiritual grass, paid the baby stone, and left with infinite style, laughing and laughing along the way.

Wu Xingsi danced with joy, and went back to his shop with the discounted spirit herbs to make elixirs.

The guys started to operate in the store, after arranging everything, Wen Meiyu came to Lingtian every step of the way.

Wang Xian sat cross-legged in the center of the spiritual field, looking up at the sky, his face was full of exhaustion, he saw Wen Meiyu coming, and said: "Meiyu, play a song "Nuanyu Shengziyan", I haven't heard you play for a long time. bent."

"Okay!" Wen Meiyu flew towards the pavilion, took down the guqin, sat cross-legged in the spiritual field, and slowly plucked the strings.

The sound of the zither was like the spring water flowing in his heart, Wang Xian relaxed, lying on his back on the spiritual grass, relieving his body's exhaustion, and recovering his energy little by little.

Hearing the sound of the zither, Dou Po Tiankong's eyes flashed with brilliance, as if he had woken up from madness, he sucked up the ginseng in his hand, and listened to the beautiful sound of the zither.

Wang Xian's consciousness spread around, seeing that Dou Potian recovered his sanity, he took out the small black sword from the Qiankun bag, shot it at Dou Potian, and said lightly: "Although the small black sword has lost its brilliance, but It is still an ancient treasure, as long as you put your heart into it and practice it for a hundred years, the little black sword will surely restore the power of the ancient treasure."

There was no trace of gratitude in Dou Potian's eyes, but there was overwhelming hatred. He took the small black sword with a terrifying look on his face.

Doesn't Wang Xian know that raising a tiger is a danger, but he doesn't care, and thinks a little pressure is a good thing. He believes that within a hundred years, his cultivation will stabilize Dou Potian, and he can suppress Dou Potian with his palm.

Dou Potian stood up, and his lonely figure seemed even more lonely. He flew over the spiritual grass, and flew towards a small house where miscellaneous utensils were placed in the corner of the spiritual field. He entered and practiced in it. From now on, this small house will be his Standing place.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Wang Xian's mouth. Since then, he has completely relaxed and put aside his worries. He looks at the indigo sky and the clouds rolling and relaxing.

The sound of the piano was melodious, like a warm current flowing through the heart, Wang Xian fell asleep, the sky was drizzled, he didn't seem to notice it, and let the drizzle fall on his body.

Wen Meiyu plucked the strings of the qin and played one after another, until Wang Xian fell into a deep sleep, then she put away the guqin and flew into the pavilion.

"This light rain should not be able to drench you, young master. Maybe young master is experiencing the artistic conception of drizzle all over the sky. I'd better not disturb him." Wen Meiyu's eyes flashed, she smiled lightly, and walked towards the door with lotus steps. walk in the house.

A bit of coolness came, and Wang Xian was immersed in the drizzle. He didn't sit cross-legged in the spiritual field until he recovered all his energy, his eyes were shining brightly.

"I got a few more ancient treasures, it's time to refine the Xutian Ding." Thinking of this, Wang Xian took out one piece of ancient treasures from the Qiankun bag.

"Although that piece of gold leaf is an ancient treasure, scriptures are engraved on it. It is extremely precious and cannot be refined by the Xutian cauldron."

"The wooden fish obtained from the strange stone is not an ancient treasure, and there is a secret to prevent it from being refined by the Xutian cauldron."

"The beads wrapped in the shroud are too weird, keep them for now, and don't let the Xutian cauldron refine them!"

"The Lingjue ring, the token of Zixiao, and that ancient corpse are all priceless treasures, so don't let the Xutian cauldron refine them!"

"The little black sword has been given to Dou Potian, and the Xutian cauldron cannot be refined!"

Wang Xian took out the real blue cloud brocade, the copper plate that was split into four pieces, the jade flute from the purple gold gourd, the purple sun axe, the hundred begging sticks, the killing sickle, and the finger puller, and put them in front of them one by one.

Wang Xian sacrificed the Xutian cauldron and operated the Vajra Artifact. He transformed into eight vajra phantoms and sat cross-legged around the Xutian cauldron, urging the infant energy to pour into the Xutian cauldron.

If the Xutian cauldron is used to refine ancient treasures, if the water in the blood pool is used, Wang Xian doesn't need to operate the Vajra Artifact, the Xutian cauldron can