Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

Song Qinglian's temperament was much calmer than Zhao Jingjing, but she calmed down after a while.

This trip down the mountain is not for fun.

At first, she was persuaded by Zhao Jingjing, and wanted to see the scene other than Ruolin City and Xuanlingzong, and wanted to see what the world that Master had walked through was like.

Second, since Song Hongli brought her back to the sect, everything was given to her by the master, and she never gave her anything.

So she wanted to go down the mountain to take a look, and wanted to give Master a gift, even if it was a little bit, she hoped that it would make Master feel better today.

The two of them walked on the street, a bright and moving one, every frown and smile seemed to be able to affect the hearts of those unrepentant teenagers.

The other was wearing a white mask, with a cold temperament and a graceful figure. The two attracted the attention of many people.

When Song Qinglian went down the mountain, she never thought to cover up her appearance. Zhao Jingjing bought the mask temporarily from a vendor and asked her to wear it.

Not long after the two left, Song Qinglian's eyes fell on a unique attic. She stopped Zhao Jingjing and said, "Would you like to take a look here?"

Zhao Jingjing turned sideways, and the two stood side by side, only to see the words 'withered trees meet spring' written on the plaque in the attic.

The two entered the attic, and immediately a maid in Tsing Yi came out to greet them, bowed, and said, "Please invite the two guests.

Song Qinglian and Zhao Jingjing followed the maid all the way inward. On the counters on both sides were exquisite red lacquered wooden boxes with open lids.

What was revealed inside were all kinds of strange trees, vines, century-old red sandalwood, white pear flowers, and some Song Qinglian and Zhao Jingjing who couldn't name them.

The aisle is fragrant, full of the fragrance of those wood.

The maid took the two to the inner hall, where there were still some people, and it was a coincidence that two of them were actually disciples of the Xuanling Sect.

One Foundation Establishment Fourth Stage, named Cai Jingxing, and the other Foundation Establishment Fifth Stage, named Chu Ruyun.

The two also saw Song Qinglian and Zhao Jingjing, and came over to salute: "Song Shishu, Zhao Shi", "Sister"

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Zhao Jingjing and Song Qinglian nodded slightly, and Song Qinglian said, "We are also here to take a look, you can be more casual, and don't have to be polite. 35

"Yes."

In the inner hall are all kinds of wooden ornaments, wooden hairpins, bracelets, earrings, and some exquisite wood carvings, all of which are of extraordinary quality.

Song Qinglian was attracted by a wooden hairpin in the corner.

From far away, Song Qinglian seems to be able to smell the faint cool smell, clean and pure, very similar to the smell of Song Hongli.

Song Qinglian walked towards the hairpin, probing it with her jade finger, and picked it up. The wooden hairpin was extremely simple, only the head of the hairpin had a hollow pattern of auspicious clouds.

There is also an ancient text engraved on the back, and Song Qinglian argued, which probably means 'May you have no worries'.

At a glance, Song Qinglian was very satisfied with this hairpin, and called her maid to buy the hairpin.

Zhao Jingjing came over and asked, "Qinglian, you chose it so quickly? What is the name of this wooden hairpin?"

Song Qinglian said with a smile: "This is Qingyan wood, which wards off evil spirits and wards off evil spirits.

The maid came looking for the person in charge, it was an old man in green clothes with white hair. When the old man heard Song Qinglian's words, he smiled and said, "Young lady knows the goods."

"It's just some superficial knowledge in the book, not worth mentioning. 35

"Since the girl knows the goods, she knows the preciousness of this blue rock wood. Although this wooden hairpin is not as delicate and gorgeous as those sculptures, it is not cheap at all. I wonder if the girl can bring enough Spirit Stones?

"Naturally, the senior can make an offer.

The old man stroked his white beard and nodded in satisfaction.

Today's younger cultivators are more or less arrogant in their bones, and many people look down on them as Rogue Cultivators. There are very few people as humble as this girl, he said.

"Just for the girl's refreshing temperament and this voice of senior, I will give you Spirit Stones at the price of this Qingyan wood."

"A Thousand Top Spirit Stones. 55

"one thousand?!"

On the other side, Zhao Jingjing cried out.

It's not impossible to come up with a thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, but it's not a small amount. If you put it on Zhao Jingjing, it will hurt her body for a while, which will take her years to save.

"It's just a piece of broken wood. As for how expensive it is, why don't you grab it"!

The old man said: "It's definitely not two prices, if it wasn't for this girl, the old man would have offered more than a thousand!

Song Qinglian didn't change her face, she waved her hand, took a thousand top-grade Spirit Stones from the Na ring and placed it on the counter, saying, "Senior, please count them."

If Zhao Jingjing hadn't been concerned about her image, she would have twitched her mouth now.

Looking at the pile of white Spirit Stones, she then remembered that behind Song Qinglian there is the golden mountain of Song Hongli!

What is a thousand Spirit Stones, that is, 10,000 top-grade Spirit Stones, Zhao Jingjing thinks Song Qinglian can also take it out!

However, Song Qinglian really does not have ten thousand Spirit Stones. Although Song Hongli has a lot of things, he is never stingy.

But Song Qinglian didn't dare to waste it. Most of those Spirit Stones were used for cultivation. These thousand Spirit Stones were the share given to the disciples by Xuanlingzong.

Song Qinglian had been saving it for several years, but it was useless and had nowhere to use it, but now she can finally use it.

And this is for the sake of Master, so she naturally doesn't feel bad at all.

Song Qinglian's move attracted a lot of cultivators' attention.

Thousands of top-grade Spirit Stones are not a small number. Take them out as soon as they come out. What a solid foundation!

Even Cai Jingxing and Chu Ruyun's eyes were attracted, Cai Jingxing looked at Song Qinglian, full of inquiry.

Among the students Ye Peiyu taught, Song Qinglian, like her, was like a lone wolf living in isolation.

But Song Qinglian was different from her. She didn't like to communicate with others, while Song Qinglian was simply rejected by others.

She thought that Song Qinglian was quite interesting, although he looked like a waste, Cultivation Base could not lag behind those disciples.

She gave in step by step to the difficulties of the disciples in the sect, but she did not see any fear in Song Qinglian's eyes, nor did she see cowardice in her.

She knew that this woman was tenacious, forbearing, and her mind was much calmer than her peers...

When everyone was surprised, a loud male voice interjected, """Wait, that hairpin belongs to Master Young!"

Everyone looked over and saw a handsome man with a few men and women in white behind him. He walked straight towards Song Qinglian and said.

"This hairpin was the first thing that Master Ben Young liked, old man, how could you sell it to others first!