Playing the cultivation game in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 57 First come, first served

"Oh, my poor Ah Qi, it's hard to get a good night's sleep..."

Shadow walked out of the door of Yunxiao Restaurant with the little girl in his arms, automatically ignoring something that kept nagging in its ears.

Sheng Fei activated and bound the puppet under the guidance of the system. In other words, the puppet is considered to be under the system's name. As the system's not-so-intelligent smart housekeeper, Tian Lingling naturally has some control rights.

It didn't get a response, so it bit the virtual handkerchief bitterly. Now it was getting more and more annoyed watching this black briquette idiot. Before it could even formulate a few words, a sudden jam blocked its mouth.

"Uh...uh uh uh..."

Warm wind blew across his face, and Ying looked back at the restaurant standing in the shadows.

The voice in the sea of ​​consciousness is no longer as lively as it was during the previous conversation, and the tone has become a bit colder.

"Don't want to leave?"

"No……"

The rules reminded Ying that he could not stay any longer.

"It's better to forget about useless things."

"Remember our agreement."

"..."

Sheng Fei was fast asleep and had no way of knowing the clues behind this conversation.

It's a pity that she knows nothing about weapon refining and lacks basic knowledge of some common sense.

The art of weapon refining is flourishing in the Tianxiao Realm, and the practical applications of puppets are quite numerous. They can chop vegetables and cut melons, and serve tea and pour water at the bottom.

High-end housekeeping, home care, maintenance formations, and various uses abound.

However, puppets are all dead objects, and their operation is affected by the core formation. The core formation is usually unchanged, and they will only execute the same command rigidly.

Sheng Fei didn't know this and was confused by the existence of Tian Lingling.

Otherwise, she would immediately realize that there would be no self-conscious puppets in this world - only living creatures that could possess divine consciousness and sea of ​​consciousness.

A day and a night have passed since Yan climbed out of the Aurora Pool.

During this period, Bai Wei and Bai Mao kept guarding the pool, finding it very boring.

Hey, it’s much more interesting to give lectures to children.

The pale color on the young man's face was gone. Originally, his spiritual veins were contaminated and solidified by the demonic energy. Later, he used the convenience of his natural bloodline to forcibly overdraw his spiritual energy to avoid the void rift.

"Your fortune is good." Bai Wei looked him up and down, with an incomprehensible look in his eyes, "The thick earth spiritual veins are indeed extraordinary."

Not only is he extraordinary, it would be an understatement to say that he is God's favorite.

"Make Mr. Bai laugh."

He shook his head, his loose long hair slightly swaying in the wind, and his words and deeds were all respectful and polite that no one could fault.

After leaving the Traceless Tower and looking at the direction of the chariot, Yan's face looked a little strange: "May I ask, Professor, why are you traveling there?"

"Buying something." Bai Wei glanced coldly at the young man opposite, but now she just felt that it was very noisy.

She really didn't understand why the tower master chose such an unpleasant fool to be the future master of the Holy Land, and she didn't really want to understand.

Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Bai Wei said impatiently: "If you think you are asking a stupid question, there is no need to say it."

Yan was helpless. Although Professor Bai had not treated him very affectionately before, he was not so disrespectful.

After all, he was his savior. At this level, he wouldn't be angry.

But that question was like a stubborn stone in his heart, and he had to ask it.

"Is it really impossible?"

It's not surprising that Yan is curious, Sheng Fei's face is almost carved out of the same mold as he was when he was young, only a little softer.

How could Bai Wei not know what he was asking? Eight years ago, disaster struck the Zhushan tribe, and three mountains of the tribe turned into a sea of ​​blood overnight.

The scene that day was unforgettable to everyone who saw it.

After a moment of silence, she did not directly answer the only survivor of the Zhushan tragedy in front of her, but spoke a little more tactfully.

"Lord Holy Son, the answer to the question is just as the tower master said."

"Sometimes, it is difficult to achieve good results when pursuing illusory things."

After saying that, she closed her eyes. The sunlight outside was really scorching.

Unexpectedly, he did not get the answer he wanted. Yan sighed and was not discouraged. The Zhushan tragedy happened by no means by chance. There is no rush to pursue the answer.

"Meow meow."

The white cat was lying by the window, catching something with his sharp eyes, and tugged on his master's sleeve.

The carriage gradually slowed down. Bai Wei frowned slightly and looked out the window without any trace.

"What a coincidence."

Outside the window, Ying had just finished purchasing all the items. The items on the list were numerous and miscellaneous. Under Tian Lingling’s repeated instructions, he went to several stores before he could find them all. The moment he walked out of the store, he subconsciously

Breathed a sigh of relief.

It moved as gently as possible, and the girl leaned quietly in its arms, with her white and soft little face very close to her chest.

A few strands of soft and smooth black hair were hanging down from the shadow's ears. The girl held them firmly in her hands and refused to let go.

Ying couldn't tell what she was thinking, but she felt like a white, tender and soft snack.

Small, delicate, fragile, warm...

How to say, it is the plate responsible for holding snacks.

For a moment, Ying couldn't tell who was more pitiful.

It began to feel sad for no reason, passed by Yunxiao Restaurant again, and headed diagonally opposite to the auction house without any hesitation.

In the auction house, it was almost noon, and there were more and more people in the hall. The immortal attendants in white were orderly guiding the monks to various places.

"Damn it, I'm too late!" Tian Lingling gritted her teeth in anger.

Because they were not familiar with the situation in the city, the two of them spent a lot of time on purchasing. The steward who had seen Ying yesterday was now in a very difficult situation.

The number of private rooms in the auction house is fixed, and due to the special nature of today's auction, all the private rooms open to the public have been booked early, leaving only a few.

He really didn't expect that Tianxiao Academy and Wuzong Tower, who had clearly rejected Yun's invitation to this auction, would send people here.

The Lingxiao Sword Sect, who has never had much money, came to join in the fun for some unknown reason.

How come you can invite people out even though you are already here? The reserved private rooms are usually the best, just to prevent these unexpected distinguished guests.

Standing on the right hand side of the steward are two old men and a girl in a pink skirt. On the left side is the mysterious venerable man who made a big deal yesterday.

One of them came here at the invitation of the Yun family, and the two old men were both elders of Huaying Pavilion.

As for the girl in pink skirt, he recognized her even more.

Qu Hongsu, the famous master of weapon refining and the disciple of the master of Huaying Pavilion.

He is only fifteen years old, has reached the twelfth level of the Qi training realm, and is ranked fourteenth on the Qingyun Earth Ranking. Regardless of appearance, qualifications, background, and apprenticeship, they are all top-notch, and he is known as the Little Lotus Immortal.

Why the small letters?

Because the cultivator known as the Lotus Immortal is Qu Hongsu’s master, the master of the Huaying Pavilion who has always topped the list of beauties in the sky!

However, many people in the cultivation world believe that it is very possible that when she really grows up, the number one on the beauty list will be replaced.

This also shows from the side that Qu Hongsu's appearance is so great that she has many fans.

There was only one private room left, and the steward was so anxious that he had no idea how to make a decision.

Two parties can enter the door front and back, so he can't ask one of them to squeeze into the lobby!

Gritting his teeth, he recalled who stepped on the auction house door first. He first saluted Qu Hongsu: "Fairy Hongsu, the two elders, I really can't help it."

"Our private rooms are full today, please move to the lobby."

How could the manager not know that this move would make Qu Hongsu unhappy? There must be people in this world who dare not give Xiao Furong Fairy face, but they would never include him.

But he still said - when you can't make a choice, just follow the rules.

First come, first served is a rule.

He did the same.

Qu Hongsu, who grew up in Mili and was pampered all the time, was shocked when she heard the words coming out of the steward's mouth.

Let the famous Little Lotus Fairy be among insects and ants, how has she ever been so wronged!

When he came to his senses, there was a hint of anger on his face, and he stopped the immortal attendant in white who was about to lead people upstairs.

"Wait!"

(End of chapter)