Immortal disciples are difficult to deal with

Chapter 128 Nirvana Rebirth
For the first time, Xia Qing'an felt the enthusiastic attitude of the people of Yiqin City. It was not a long distance from the gate of the city to the City Lord's Mansion, and she had to walk for several hours.

They surrounded her and watched her move forward bit by bit. Moreover, the crowd was still growing. Some people who didn't know the truth wanted to see her, and some residents of Zither City wanted to see her with their own eyes. By the way Express express your excitement.

The little fire lion nestled in Xia Qing'an's arms, clutching her clothes extremely uneasily, even if Bailizhuo threatened it, it would not let go!

Recently, it has been really scary.

Twice, Xia Qingan experienced two life-and-death crises, and it was worried and frightened twice. The last time, it hadn't rested for many days, but this time, thinking that Xia Qingan was dead, it almost went blind from crying.

Now, it doesn't say anything and let go!
Xia Qing'an felt extremely distressed, and let it do whatever it wanted.

The city lord's mansion was also completely white. When the servants saw Xia Qing'an, after the initial excitement, they also had a sad face, sighed heavily, and then went about their own business.

In the previous war, the city lord's mansion also suffered countless casualties and was short of manpower. Now, they have to deal with the post-disaster reconstruction and the funeral of the deceased. They have no skills at all. It is very satisfying to be able to stop and express their excitement to Xia Qingan up.

In the hall of the mansion, Xia Qing'an and the three were sitting in it. She looked at Yu Yizhao who had a gloomy expression on her face, and said slowly: "Can you tell me about the casualties in Yiqin City?"

Yu Yichao's back was always straight, as if his back would never go straight up once he bent down, and his relaxed heart just wanted to continue to fall.

He gripped the armrest of the chair tightly, pondered for a long time, and then said in a hoarse voice: "A total of 48 people died in Yiqin City this time, not counting serious injuries. Among the dead were three elders and seven guest officials. Dozens of hall masters, and since the monks above the transformation stage are still alive, they are all seriously injured, and today's Yiqin City is a piece of fragile tofu, which will shatter if touched slightly."

When Yu Yizhao said this, deep pain flashed in Yu Yizhao's eyes. He almost tried to suppress himself so as not to make the voice tremble. For nearly 20 days, he felt that he was about to be unable to hold on. up!
After Xia Qing'an heard this, even though he knew that the casualties in Yiqin City would not be small, his heart couldn't help but shrink.

Too tragic!

Those lovely lives, those smiling faces will disappear forever in this world.

She looked at Yu Yichao, and felt that this person who usually looked so beautiful and unparalleled was on the verge of collapse. He could no longer bear the slightest blow. She wanted to comfort him, but she opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

If she could comfort her, she would, but it would be too feeble to speak out.

In the empty hall, the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Xia Qing'an seemed a little unable to bear it, stood up abruptly, and said, "I want to go out for a walk."

After Yu Yichao nodded, she turned and left, but at the moment of going out the door, the extremely low voice rang in her ears again: "Master."

She turned around and looked at him sitting in the shadow with a gray and unclear face, watching his haggard face gradually darken, and against the background of the filial piety, it looked even paler.

He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled bleakly: "It's okay, I just want to scream suddenly."

Xia Qing'an's hands trembled slightly, and he said, "Then you should take a good rest."

After all, she turned and left without even the slightest nostalgia. She was just afraid of seeing Yu Yizhao like this. She just felt that this person should be cold and proud, should be immortal, and even more so. It is high above, people look up to and have no worries.

Yu Yizhao looked at Xia Qingan's leaving back, his eyes turned gray little by little, even if this person was still alive, he wouldn't have any chance.

But she's still alive, isn't she?

He closed his eyes and exhaled hard. He was trying to settle his emotions. When he opened his eyes again, there was no sadness or fragility in his eyes. Became the person that people can't reach, the person who dare not give birth to any blasphemous heart.

However, in those eyes, after all, there are some vicissitudes.

Xia Qing'an took Bailizhuo around the city lord's mansion. Compared to before, the city lord's mansion looked a bit dilapidated, and there were spider web-like cracks on some walls, crumbling!
How dare the city lord's mansion dare to recruit people to come in for repairs, they are too short of people, they are busy working there, their feet don't touch the ground, and it is not easy to rebuild the tall walls of Yiqin City in the midst of their busy schedule.

Looking at the city lord's mansion like this, Xia Qing'an felt very sad, depressed, and felt a little out of breath.

What's wrong with those who died, but they have to sacrifice their only life for Moxiu's greed.

There is no one who is not sad, and those who can stay and refuse to leave before the catastrophe have a deep sense of belonging to Yiqin City. They are born in Yiqin City and die as ghosts in Yiqin City!

They have lived here for dozens or even hundreds of years, and they are very familiar with the ups and downs, inside and out, and suddenly passed away, and there may not even be anyone who burns a piece of paper money for them.

"Since you are sad, don't watch it!" Bailizhuo suddenly said, pulling Xia Qing'an, and said dully, "I told you not to come, but you still come, see, see what your mood is like Already!"

Immediately, he dragged Xia Qing'an out of the house domineeringly. He originally wanted to drag her around, but thinking of the crazy scene just before, he dressed them up a little so that acquaintances would recognize them. Those who are not familiar with it probably just feel like it.

He took her hand and came to the street, saying: "The dead are not sad, as long as the surviving people don't blindly indulge in the past, and unite as one from then on, the battle back then was not a good thing! Senior sister , you should be clear that no matter who or what happens, there is no reason for smooth sailing, and the future will be smoother only after experiencing setbacks."

Hearing this, Xia Qing'an looked at Bailizhuo strangely, never knowing that this person could say such a great truth.

Seeing this, Bailizhuo was a little shy, turned his head, and said: "There are some things that I know very well, but I just haven't shown them."

Xia Qing'an smiled slightly, the depression in her heart finally dissipated a little.

On the street, except for the foreign monks, everyone is very busy. They are rebuilding their homes and paying homage to the dead. No one is lazy or decadent. Compared with before, there is a firmness in their eyes that cannot be blown away by the wind .

Although the whole Yiqin City looks solemn, it is not difficult to find out how prosperous it will be after the grief is over.

Here, after experiencing a catastrophe, there is more precipitation and less exaggeration.

On both sides of the street, some shops have already opened, but they are not flashy things, but items such as magic tools, medicine pills, and talismans.Baili Zhuo was originally thinking of making Xia Qing'an happy, seeing that there was no entertainment here, he simply dragged her into a shop.

It is true that many people in Yiqin City have died, but the things are not damaged at all. They are all exquisite and good things. Yiqin City urgently needs Lingshi to rebuild. I took it out, there are countless pills of the third and fourth ranks, many of the fifth and sixth ranks, and there are even those of the seventh and eighth ranks, but the price is also sky-high.

Walking into the door of a shop, the clerk immediately greeted him and asked politely, "Guest officer, what do you need?"

This guy is from out of town, probably he has been reprimanded by the shopkeeper a few times these days, his words are neither humble nor overbearing, completely different from the guy from out of town, so impressive.

"Let's take a look."

"Okay, please, if necessary, summon it."

The items in the shop were neatly arranged, and there were quite a lot of people, but they were not too noisy. They were all quietly looking at the products. The shopkeeper was writing and drawing on the counter on the side, recording something.

Xia Qing'an already has her own magic weapon, the Bone Sword, so naturally she doesn't need other magic weapons. Although the medicine pill is good and can improve one's cultivation level, taking too much medicine medicine will also bring impurities that cannot be removed to the body , it will hinder the development of cultivation in the future, Xia Qing'an has a spare in his storage bag, and he doesn't want much, so he focuses on the various raw materials.

Animal bones, furs, demon pills, spiritual plants, everything that one expects to find.

After some investigation, Xia Qing'an's eyes fell on a feather. This feather of a bird and beast was fiery red. It seemed nothing special, but the price was a hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones. People who don't know the goods will only think that this thing is expensive. It's outrageous, but those who know the goods know that one hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones are really cheap.

This is the feather dropped by the fire phoenix when it was reborn from Nirvana. When it is worn on the body, especially on a person with a cold body, it can maintain the person's body temperature at a basic position.If it's just such an effect, it doesn't make people feel coveted. The problem is that when the fire phoenix is ​​reborn in nirvana, almost all the feathers will be burned. It is priceless to leave one or two feathers. Such feathers are full of the owner's rebirth from nirvana. It means that when the master is in despair, if he refines it, he might be able to be reborn from nirvana like a phoenix.

Moreover, Yiqin City in this situation is not reborn from Nirvana!

Xia Qing'an really needs this kind of thing, there are only 90 years left before God's punishment, who knows if Bailizhuo will encounter barriers that cannot be overcome during this period, but she just called a buddy to buy this phoenix feather Suddenly, a voice sounded: "How many spirit stones is this phoenix feather? I want it!"

Very straightforward words, but also very rich and powerful words, but it makes people uncomfortable to hear!
Xia Qing'an frowned and turned around. When he saw the person coming, he sighed inwardly, could this be regarded as the narrow road for the enemy?

(End of this chapter)