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Yin Miaomiao was originally worried about the little Phoenix. It was the first time it left her, just like a child going to kindergarten on the first day. He might start crying in school.

Unexpectedly, because the new friend he made was a bit weird, little Phoenix temporarily forgot about his own situation.

Until three nights later, when it was nesting in the new bird's nest and could not see the familiar peach blossoms, it suddenly panicked and became madly homesick. As soon as its brain became hot, it decided to fly back home.

The journey is long, it flies and gets lost.

Just when the little Phoenix was so frightened that he didn't know why, Yin Miaomiao rushed over and took it back home. After that, she neither asked why she skipped school nor scolded her, everything was as before.

A few days later, I asked him if he wanted to go back to class. The little Phoenix hesitated for a long time and agreed.

On the holiday, she picked it up on time.

Now the little Phoenix felt a lot more at ease.

But when he went to school in the second half of the month, he still didn't make it to the end. He tried to go home halfway, but was picked up in time again.

Yin Miaomiao still didn't blame him for anything, he just asked him if it was fun to go to school and if he had made a few friends.

Slowly, little Phoenix realized that going to school is not scary, nor does it mean being abandoned. It just means learning and practicing with a group of friends, and you can go home at any time when you want.

Then it wasn't afraid at all.

Eating snacks anytime and anywhere in Bailu Peak is as exciting as eating snacks secretly in class with your friends? Flying around in Bailu Peak, how can you feel a sense of accomplishment when your friends are ranked last (and you are second to last)?

Little Phoenix overcame her phobia of going to school and started her schooling career regularly.

And the whole process was watched by Liansheng.

He knew her very well, so it was not difficult to guess what she wanted to convey to him: This is not abandonment, but the outside world is beautiful, maybe you are willing to take a look.

But he is different from Little Phoenix.

Phoenix is ​​alive and he is dead.

Why should the dead be treated so favorably?

Is it out of pity, or is he not actually a weapon spirit?

Yin Miaomiao's answer was: "It's just an attempt."

"You once told me that the afterlife is illusory. I don't know where I will be reborn. It may be worse. It is better to choose the known future. I agree that from a probability perspective, there will always be a minority at the top of the pyramid. The odds of being bad are higher than

Much bigger.

"It's different now. You are my weapon spirit. In Dongzhou, no one dares to bully you. You can live a more interesting life and see a broader scenery.

"I don't ask you to do this, but I want you to give it a try. It won't be too late to tell me your final choice after you refine the flame."

Liansheng said: "This makes no sense."

"People always do things that are meaningless but want to do." Yin Miaomiao said with a smile, "Just think of it as a vacation, come out for some fresh air, and I will just get familiar with the new magic weapon."

What an appropriate reason, what a relaxed tone, as if this was really a trivial matter. She was so impeccable, even with Liansheng's mind, she didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

However, the more thorough it is, the more troublesome it is.

He was sincerely moved, but besides being moved, there was also a trace of incomprehensible hesitation.

Should he obey her wishes? He asked himself, but he had no answer.

Yin Miaomiao noticed Liansheng's abnormality. The strange thing was that he was neither resisting and resisting as she imagined, nor accepting happily as she expected. Instead, he seemed at a loss.

Being confused is not necessarily a bad thing.

He is thinking.

She thought about it and summoned Bai Yishen.

The next day, Bai Yishen came to borrow someone. He found Liansheng and asked him if he would go out with him.

Liansheng had an insight into the world and suddenly understood: "She asked you to come."

"Why don't you listen to what's going on first?" Bai Yishen told him the whole story.

This incident was not purely a conspiracy between him and Yin Miaomiao, but just happened to meet a suitable opportunity - as the cooperation between Chongxiao Sect and various sects was on the agenda, the time to unify the currency had come.

Spiritual stones are hard currency in the world of cultivation, equivalent to rice, grain and cloth in ancient society, and there is no need to issue additional currency.

But rice cloth also has good and bad qualities, and silk cannot be equated with linen. Over thousands of years, the calculation of spiritual stones has changed from crudely dividing nine grades into ten, to adding refining methods, and changing the different contents of spiritual stones, spiritual beads, and spiritual jade.

, always changing.

In today's market, the middle and low-end markets still use the agreed-upon classification of spirit stones, while in the high-end market, in order to ensure the quality of the spirit stones, some places only charge refined spirit beads.

Liansheng understands this very well.

Yuanlou is a high-end consumption place, and it has always only accepted spirit beads as the entrance fee. Even if a thousand spirit stones are equal to one spirit bead, the status of those who have spirit beads must be higher than those who use spirit stones.

Bai Yishen said: "Su Wei feels that there are too many uncertainties in the exchange of spirit stones, and spirit beads have become a means of money laundering for many families."

The quality of spiritual stones varies, and the amount of spiritual energy of low-grade spiritual stones ranges from 10% to 30%. It is obviously unfair to trade equally. But in real transactions, if one of the buyers and sellers is very powerful, the worst low-grade spiritual stones will be used.

In settlement, the other party can only suffer this loss.

But Lingzhu has more tricks.

Lingzhu extracts the spiritual energy from spiritual stones and condenses it into spiritual liquid. It is not necessarily the spiritual stone that can provide spiritual energy.

For example, a small family secretly discovered spiritual veins, and theoretically should report it to the Chongxiao Sect, but they concealed it and secretly collected spiritual energy to refine it into spiritual beads, which were then put on the market and exchanged for a large amount of wealth in a short period of time.

Yin Miaomiao had been aware of these dark transactions in the past, but was helpless. Now that her position is stable and she controls many lifelines, if she doesn't clean up her family now, when will she clean up?

She joined forces with Huangyue Valley and Beidou Hall to launch a new currency unit: Ling Baht.

Ling baht is not a specific currency, it is just a calculation method, which refers to the fixed amount of spiritual energy in a certain unit. Generally speaking, a low-grade spiritual stone is basically 1-3 spiritual baht, and a medium-grade spiritual stone is 4-7 spiritual baht.

Top grade spiritual stone 8-10 spiritual baht.

The magic weapon for calculating spiritual baht has been mass-produced thanks to the efforts of the Institute. Yin Miaomiao decided to place one in every fairy city, and monks can use it for free.

You know, in the past, exchanging spiritual stones required a lot of handling fees, and outsiders were easily slaughtered by local forces. Now with this, most monks know how to make a choice, and it can be widely promoted soon.

"This has harmed the interests of many people. There will definitely be people who jump over the wall. I have to take them there." Bai Yishen said, "If Su Wei has a disciple, it would be most suitable, but she doesn't like to accept disciples. I originally wanted to call her Han Shan.

Follow me for a while, but she is confused and has gone out to experience. After much thought, you are the most suitable."

"It's hard for you to find such a 'suitable' reason."

Bai Yi smiled deeply: "Are you going?"

"How can I refuse?" Liansheng looked at him and said calmly, "That's all, for the sake of your sincerity, I will make this trip."

He is not stupid. Bai Yishen took the initiative to find someone to accompany him. In addition to the above reasons, he also wanted to avoid suspicion. Therefore, although he said he was here to seek advice, in fact, he had already made arrangements.

When a swordsman goes out, there is nothing new except controlling the sword.

Looking into the distance from the clouds, you can see the majestic fairy city, endless mountains, dense and deep jungles, and large tracts of mortal countries, with twists and turns of city walls, galloping cavalry, and rice fields with golden waves in the wind.

Liansheng watched silently, and couldn't help but think of an old saying: Looking back is a hundred years old.

"Do you remember?" Bai Yishen suddenly asked, "When we were young, we were eager to practice because we once saw a monk flying with a sword."

Liansheng glanced lazily: "Who still remembers what happened so long ago?"

"I remember."

"I have such a good memory."

Bai Yishen smiled slightly. When he was young, he followed Liansheng and listened to whatever the other person said. He was always scolded for being stupid. Now, it is his turn to take care of him.

"When I was young, I was very naive and thought that immortals were really transcendent. Later I discovered that there is actually no difference between many monks and mortals." He recounted his hundreds of years of psychological journey. "I was very confused at one time and didn't understand the meaning of cultivation.

What’s the point? I can’t see freedom or freedom.”

Liansheng answered the questions one after another: "What then?"

Bai Yishen said: "I asked my master, and he said that cultivation is like sharpening a sword. Every monk starts out as a crude sword. Continuous training means constantly sharpening the sword, removing impurities bit by bit, and revealing the true nature.

I finally made a sharp and good sword."

Only then did Liansheng realize that the word "Mo Jian" in Mo Jian Peak actually meant this.

"A sword that has only been sharpened for a few days is of course no different from an ordinary sword. Just like when you stand on the ground or on a high platform, the scenery you see is the same. But when you look at it now, it is completely different.

"Bai Yishen said.

Liansheng asked him: "I'm not a monk, why are you telling me this?"

Bai Yishen hesitated for a moment and said honestly: "I think you shouldn't be too disappointed with this world. People are only a small part of the world. The world is vast and there are many things that have never been seen before. The universe is vast and there is much to look forward to."

Liansheng suddenly fell silent.

He remembered that he had nothing to do in the Chenxiang Pavilion in the past, and preferred to read the essays and notes. Even though he knew that the stories were made up by others, he was still amazed at the magnificent world: phoenixes sleeping in the valleys, dragons living at the bottom of the lake, and thousand-year-old caves

There is longevity-promoting Zhicao inside...

However, in all fantasies, there is another person.

Bai Yi saw his silence and said no more. After about half a day, he said: "Silk Red City has arrived. Let's change our identities before going down."

He put a silver mask on his face, and his appearance and demeanor immediately changed, turning into a gentle and gentle young Dharma practitioner.

Liansheng glanced at him, and the fine sand on the surface of his skin spread out like ripples. His shoulders and waist narrowed and gathered in front of his chest. In the blink of an eye, a slim beauty in red appeared in front of him.

Bai Yishen: "..."

"You asked me to come, do you regret it?" He half-smiled.

"as long as you are happy."

As expected, after the promotion of Ling Baht, there was some commotion in all the major fairy cities. As long as the families running shady businesses cleaned up their affairs and made no big mistakes on the surface, Bai Yishen turned a blind eye.

Attitude.

Destroying people's wealth is like killing their parents. Yin Miaomiao's bottom line is that she doesn't know how to resist the Chongxiao Sect's laws and pretends not to know about other things.

Where can there be no dark dealings?

Light and darkness have always been inseparable.

It is precisely because of this tacit understanding between her and the various fairy cities that both parties have come to this day in peace and harmony.

Bai Yishen spent more time with Liansheng, taking him to forbidden areas to see ancient ruins, taking him to the depths of the jungle to hunt monsters, or dressing up in disguise and entering the black market to participate in auctions.

Of course, all actions have legitimate reasons.

Liansheng saw through it but didn't say anything, pretending not to know and walked with him again.

Bai Yishen was even happier than him. For many years, he had been thinking about how great it would be if they could all join the Immortal Sect, so that they could practice together and experience together. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a luxury.

Now the fantasy has come true, as if my childhood dream has come true.

Do you ever remember that we argued about who is more beautiful in wielding a sword or a crane? We sketched out how graceful and graceful the fairies in the fairy sect are. We imagined that if one day we ride on the wind, we will meet someone flying among the clouds.

Kunpeng.

"Liansheng, you still have a chance." Bai Yishen told him, "Maybe it's your luck that you didn't become a real weapon spirit."

Liansheng looked at him and sighed quietly.

Like a morning bell ringing in his ears, Bai Yi's deep thoughts suddenly returned: "Don't you want to give it a try?"

The sky is clear and the clouds are flowing and the wind is warm.

Liansheng stood on the sword and looked at the misty mountains in the distance: "Do you know why I chose her?"

"Love." Bai Yishen answered quickly.

"In the romantic field, there is only false love and falsehood. No matter how many sweet words, loving and joyful words are, they are all just a show on the spot. Whoever expresses his sincerity is destined to be hurt." Liansheng fell into long-lasting memories, "But she is different."

If love is a precious gem, then even if most people get the gem they give, they will either think it is glass, touch them in person, and throw it behind their backs in the ditch, or they will laugh at them as unworthy and crush them into powder on the spot.

Yin Miaomiao didn't.

She took the gems from him, carefully put them in the box one by one, and remembered them all. Therefore, even though he gave away more gems than he received, he had no regrets.

It's better to leave it to her and be there than to turn into ashes in Yuanlou.

In those years, he put his heart into her hands little by little, just like the worry-free flower parasitized on Qiao Mu little by little and bloomed in her life.

"It's not love, it's fate." He turned around and smiled at the young friend, "Bai Yishen, I can't be a monk anymore."

Bai Yi paused deeply, bitterness spread from his throat to his eyes, and he couldn't speak for a long time.