Leisurely fairy way

Chapter 47 Linghuo Pavilion

The Flower Monument Market was still as lively as usual. Xiaochun entered the treasure pavilion and exchanged spirit stones. He saw people coming and going, both mortals and immortal cultivators. Ordinary people often wore commoner clothes, chatting and laughing in small groups. .The monks are easy to distinguish, most of them like to be alone, even the clothing and temperament are completely different.

Xiaochun felt that the monks were actually far away from this mortal world. They devoted themselves to pursuing the Dao, practicing meditation, traveling mountains and rivers, and walking alone.Is that really the avenue?Xiaochun felt puzzled, could it be that Dao means breaking away from the mundane, or floating like a fairy?
But she doesn't think so, everything has a way, and the way of mortals is a kind of way of all things. She likes to just walk on the streets of mortals, feel the bustle, feel the sun shining on her body, and feel the kindness in her heart. kind of tranquility.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she stepped into the boundary where the sunshine was. It was rare to see such sunshine after autumn.There are now 180 spirit stones in her storage bag, which is already a huge amount of money for her. If there are more and more red-tailed black bees, then her spirit stone dilemma will be resolved.

Xiaochun wants to go to a place now. She wants to find the monk who sold her magic weapon. The date for paying back the money has not yet come, and she does not lack magic weapons for the time being, but she wants to go and see.It's a pity that when she walked slowly to that street, she searched all over the stalls, but she didn't see the figure of the old monk. The place where he originally set up a stall was occupied by a senior sister from the same school who practiced Qi on the seventh floor.

Although Xiaochun was disappointed, she didn't care. Anyway, she would come to pay him back a year later, and she would see her again.

Xiao Chunyun went back to Xingxianmen with his light body technique. These days, the martial arts contest officially started. Everyone was busy preparing for the battle, and those who were not preparing for the battle were busy watching the battle. The work of the meal room was a lot more leisurely.According to past experience, in order to be fair and equitable, monks can be fully cultivated, the sect competition will last for more than two months, and the meals during these two months will not be too busy.Xiao Chun asked Manager Yin for a ten-day vacation, and planned to go to Ju Qinfeng's Spirit Fire Pavilion to practice refining magic weapons.

When she got under the Ju Qin Peak, it was already sunset, and the golden afterglow sprinkled on the sword-like top of Ju Qin Peak, which looked magnificent and beautiful.There are still monks flying in and out of Ju Qinfeng, and some monks are still flying magic weapons. Xiaochun is envious when he sees it. That is the uncle of the foundation building. Only in the foundation building period can the imperial weapon fly. After refining Qi, you can only use it hard A lightness technique or wind control technique that consumes a lot of spiritual power and is not fast.

But speaking of these uncles who built the foundation, they are also weird people, how can they live in caves in such a good house.Did they love the atmosphere of penance?Perhaps the perspective of viewing the problem is different when the realm is higher.However, most of the people living on Ju Qinfeng are outer disciples in the Qi refining period.

Xiaochun searched around Ju Qinfeng but didn't see the Spirit Fire Pavilion, so he stopped, stopped a male monk casually, cupped his hands and asked, "Hello senior brother, my younger sister is a monk of Xiushan Peak, and I don't know this Ju Qinfeng My little sister wants to find the Spirit Fire Pavilion where you can rent spirit fires, can senior brother show you the way?"

The male monk had his hair tied up high, tall and tall, with a resolute face, and he was considered handsome.He was wearing a dark blue cloth with a strange mirror with gossip patterns on his waist.Glancing at Xiaochun, he pointed out without interest: "Go through the first hole over there, and the basement floor is the Spirit Fire Pavilion."

"Thank you this..." Before Xiaochun could finish his words of thanks, the male monk had already used the Wind Control Technique to fly up to Ju Qinfeng. Xiaochun looked at his flying figure and shook his head. He was too indifferent and didn't listen to what she had to say. Finish.

Xiaochun suddenly remembered his past life, wherever he went, there were stars and moons, no matter what kind of iceberg character he was, Xiaochun could easily catch him, even if he made steel a lot, he was as soft as his fingers.Sometimes she finds it strange that if it is only the beauty of appearance, that kind of beauty has a limit, but the beauty of a certain kind of person goes beyond the limit of appearance.It's not like there are no such people, she has seen Master Lian and Chen Shan, they have a very unique thing that can affect a person's beauty beyond appearance.

Now that I think about it, there are actually benefits to being beautiful.

Xiaochun smiled slightly, and walked towards the cave that the senior brother pointed to just now.After taking a closer look, I found that the Spirit Fire Pavilion still had a signboard. The signboard was directly engraved on the top of the cave, but it was not eye-catching at all, and it was easily submerged in so many large and small caves in Juqin Peak.There was no one at the entrance of the cave. After she walked in, there was a stair passage, which could directly go down to the basement level.

After entering the basement level, the scenery suddenly opened up. In front of you was a large stone room, which was half the size of a football field.In the middle of the stone chamber is a copper-colored furnace cauldron. Bright yellow flames rise from the cauldron, making the place as bright as the outside. There are also many stone gates on the stone walls, and the levels and the number of required spirit stones are engraved on the stone gates.Behind the flame, sat a foundation cultivator.

In front of him was an ancient table made of yellow wood, on which was hung a wooden plaque with the inscription 'Linghuo Pavilion' written carelessly in cinnabar.The grade seems to be many levels lower than Zangshuge.The monk's beard was thick, half of his face was buried in the beard, and the priest's robe was not well worn. One leg was lifted up and placed on the table. He was reading a book in his hand. Xiaochun felt puzzled. This foundation-building monk They seldom read paper books, because their spiritual consciousness is strong, and there are few lines at a glance, and the amount of information in a page is small, which is not suitable for foundation-building monks to read.

She stepped forward and said: "This uncle, the disciple is from Xiushan Peak, and wants to rent a Huang-level spiritual fire for use."

The uncle's movements did not change, nor did he look at her, but slowly turned a page of the book and looked at it carefully. Xiaochun didn't urge her but just waited patiently.When the uncle seemed to have finished reading a certain part, he put the book down. Xiaochun glanced at the title of the book, and immediately understood why the uncle Zhuji wanted to read a paper book. ", it tells the story of a boy with no talent, who has been in adventures all the way, constantly cultivated into magic skills, and finally became a hero of the rivers and lakes and took seven wives.Xiaochun also read it in Ji Jingran's study, she also read it when she was bored, the time in Ji's mansion was very leisurely, she read all kinds of miscellaneous books.

Uncle Zhuji said: "Which door you want, just hand in the spirit stone."

Xiaochun glanced at Shimen, hesitated, and asked, "Uncle, why are the prices of the same yellow-level spirit fire spirit stones different?"

Uncle Zhuji was a little impatient, the girl interrupted him from reading and asked too many questions.He said: "Yellow-level spirit fires always have their own ups and downs. If you want to rent it, hand over the spirit stone quickly, and if you don't want to rent it, leave quickly!"

Xiaochun looked again, and chose the yellow-level spirit fire gate with a medium price of spirit stones, and said to the foundation cultivator: "Please, uncle, I want gate No. 11. This is a 50 yuan spirit stone. I will rent it for ten days. However, I have one more question to ask, if the spirit fire is not suitable, can the spirit stone be exchanged?"

The monk who established the foundation said: "You have to make your own choice. Once you choose, you can't withdraw."

Xiaochun nodded, and respectfully said: "I understand." The foundation-builder took away the spirit stone, and with a light in his hand, door No. 11 opened. Xiaochun walked in, remembered something, and said, "Uncle, My disciples like Chapter 170 and the third chapter, the battle between the land and the six sects, it is hearty and beautiful."

(End of this chapter)