The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

The possibility that this treasure can be obtained from a famous female cultivator is too small, and its restriction is only in Jindan, which shows that the female cultivator is not an extremely powerful person.

This made many cultivators guess that this kit is not just something similar to a woman's makeup, and the interest will not be too high.

But Xu Ziqing felt that it was definitely not that simple.

If it was really a woman's makeup, Rong Jin, an ancient fierce creature, would definitely not be so excited, and even his instincts could not be suppressed. This made him think, could it be that the things here are of great help to Rong Jin?

Rong Jin is Xu Ziqing's life tree. The stronger its power is, the more beneficial it is to Xu Ziqing. After three years of hard work, he also vaguely understands that in the future, he will have to collect many slave trees. , Rong Jin and his will are in the same place, it can be said that Rong Jin is the one who issues orders on his behalf, so naturally he can no longer treat him as badly as before.

After thinking for a moment, Xu Ziqing made a decisive decision and made a bid: "Twenty-one thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Now that everyone is not very interested in this thing, it is his chance. He has a total of 50,000 or 60,000 low-grade spirit stones, and it is possible to auction this thing.

However, he didn't expect that even if most people didn't like it, there were still many monks with deep pockets, who would rather get it than give up the opportunity, and actually bid him a price.

In a short time, someone called out "40,000 low-grade spirit stones", Xu Ziqing frowned secretly, and had to do her best: "Forty-two thousand."

"Forty-three thousand..."

"Forty-five thousand."

Another young cultivator in the appearance of a blue-clothed son was polite and polite: "I've paid 48,000, and I have the heart to give this thing to my younger sister. If you are just looking at something new, don't argue with me."

The rest of the people laughed and gave up.

Only Xu Ziqing could not give up this thing: "Fifty thousand."

The blue-clothed boy's expression changed slightly, but then he continued to call for bids.

Xu Ziqing's eyes were calm and did not give in.

Finally, the blue-clothed boy called out the number "60,000".

But at this time, Xu Ziqing had no more spirit stones.

He sighed inwardly, already doing his best, it seems, this thing really missed...

After a moment of silence, the blue-clothed young man raised his brows slightly and looked a little complacent, thinking that it was something in his pocket.

However, at the next moment, a cold voice sounded: "One hundred thousand."

Chapter 247

As soon as these words came out, it was as if frost had formed again in the cold weather, which made the blue-clothed young man shudder, and the proud smile froze on his face.

An indescribable sense of danger made him instantly let go of his desire to win.

……murderous look.

However, it is murderous but not murderous.

But the blue-clothed son has always been cautious, knowing that the world is unpredictable. Just like this murderous intent, although there is no murderous intent at this time, does An Zhi continue to have murderous intent?

It's just a mostly useless auction item, it really doesn't need to be used for revenge. The blue-clothed son is also a real person. If he can cultivate to this point, he will no longer rely on the possibility of nothingness.

Therefore, after realizing that that person was something he couldn't deal with, he was different from the stubborn confrontation with Xu Ziqing before, but no longer continued the stalemate.

The rest had given up earlier when the blue-clothed son and Xu Ziqing were bidding, and no one spoke at this time.

After the blue-clothed son was silent, the kit naturally belonged to the bidder.

Xu Ziqing was stunned at first, then his heart warmed, and he turned his head to look at Yun Lie: "Thank you, Senior Brother for your help." He handed it out to Yun Lie, "There are about 55,000 low-grade spirit stones in it, and I would like to ask my brother to accept it. The other 45,000 will be gathered in the future, and I will return it to my brother. "

He really prefers to be indistinguishable from his senior brother, but it's just what he thinks in his heart, but he can't act like this. Although he had delusional thoughts about his senior brother, he was sincere and sincere in his self-confidence, and his feelings were pure. Therefore, even if his senior brother was so affectionate to him, he could not take it for granted.

Yun Lie glanced at him and said, "And it will be with you."

Xu Ziqing was slightly startled, just about to speak.

Yun Lie said again: "Your cultivation base is still weak, and the spiritual stone can provide enough spiritual energy."

Xu Ziqing paused with his fingers before retracting the storage bag.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, once the senior brother mentioned his lack of cultivation, he would have nothing to say.

Since he fell in love with his senior brother, he became more aware of the distance between himself and his senior brother. Even if he practiced so hard, it was difficult to narrow the gap between the two. Therefore, he sometimes regretted that he was born too late to know his senior brother from the beginning. . But after thinking about it, he understood even more that if it weren't for this, he wouldn't be able to meet his senior brother, and even if he really met him, he wouldn't be able to get to know him well, so he suppressed this regret again.

When he was practicing in the palace, the spiritual energy was indeed strong. Unfortunately, unlike Wuling Xianmen, Xuanze did have a third-order spiritual vein, but the spiritual vein did not spread all over the palace, but was entrenched under the house where King Tiancheng lived. , the surrounding courtyards were given to those old monsters who were loose cultivators of Nascent Soul. Like Xu Ziqing, who is with his senior brother, he can't enjoy that kind of treatment.

Xu Ziqing lived in Xiaolu Peak with Yun Lie in the past, and chose the place where the spiritual aura was extremely strong to open up the palace. Although the spiritual energy in Chengwang's mansion is not bad today, it is not as pure as the spiritual energy in the spiritual orifice. .

Therefore, he also had to hit the spirit stone

Only after going out and setting up the spirit gathering array, can the aura in the palace be gathered, making the spirit more vigorous.

Thinking of this, Xu Ziqing consciously owes his senior brother another sum. Rao is that he understands that as a man, he should not care about the details, and he is also determined to treat his senior brother well in the future. How to be stable? With a sigh, he unconsciously thought: If I were a woman, I would still be able to agree to my senior brother, but since I am a man, this matter should be carefully considered.

What's more, he has always had a heart for his brother, even if he promised him with his body, it was just to fulfill his wish, not how good he was to his brother.

It's no wonder that Xu Ziqing was so entangled and repeated. It was all because of his lingering sick bed in his previous life. No matter how peaceful his temperament was, he would inevitably feel that he was a drag on his family. If things go on like this, his mind will naturally be more sensitive than ordinary men, and he will think more about things.

It is rare for him to have a healthy body in this life, and he has successfully embarked on the path of immortality. He originally wanted to cultivate himself, but he has always been protected by his senior brother. It can be said that he has always been under his senior brother's wings. Early cold. Unconsciously, just like in his previous life, he was full of nostalgia and joy, but he always felt that he had not done enough and failed his senior brother.

In this past life and present life, the thoughts turned around.

For a while, Xu Ziqing thought a little crazy.

Suddenly, a cold hum came straight into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and it was deafening.

It was his senior brother who called out, "Zi Qing."

Xu Ziqing was shocked, then showered his head with cold water and woke up. He raised his eyes again and saw Yun Lie handing him an embroidery kit, and he immediately understood.

It turned out that Yun Lie saw Xu Ziqing put away the storage bag in a daze, but his face was calm, and he was stunned.

Although others see his expression, they must think that it is the same as usual, but Yun Lie has seen Xu Ziqing grow up to this day for many years, and he can see the loss in his eyes more clearly than others.

Yun Lie didn't disturb Xu Ziqing until the messengers from Longxing Trading Company had delivered the secretly photographed objects and he still hadn't woken up.

Xu Ziqing quickly took the kit and put it in the storage bag.

When Xuanze and others saw it, they felt that the pair of senior brothers had a deep relationship, especially those disciples were loose cultivators who had never been defeated by their masters in their lives. When they saw this situation, they were envious.

Some people even thought: If I have a mentor, and there are brothers and sisters, I should be like them, respect and love each other, and work together to help each other!

However, at this time, Yun Lie's voice sounded again in Xu Ziqing's mind. It was as smooth as before, and it was bone-chilling, but it also made him feel very at ease, like a pillar of the sky.

I just listened to Yun Lie's voice transmission: "How many years have you entered the practice?"

Xu Ziqing didn't know why, but he answered honestly, "It's been twelve years."

Yun Lie said again: "I have been practicing for sixty-four years since I began to refine Qi."

Xu Ziqing nodded, he also remembered.

The senior brother who has grown up with him for so many years may be nothing to a cultivator, but since he was tempted, it has become like a moat to him, making him more and more afraid to relax.

Yun Lie spoke again: "How many years have I been with you?"

Xu Ziqing suffocated, and replied in a serious tone: "It's also twelve years."

Yun Jie nodded slightly, and then said: "What is the lifespan of Jindan Zhenren?"

By this time, Xu Ziqing was vaguely aware: "The real life of Jindan is eight hundred."

Yun Lie was silent for a moment, then continued: "I have practiced the ruthless killing swordsmanship for decades, and I have never had any friends or friends."

Xu Ziqing didn't know why, but he couldn't help but smile slightly: "Although I have made friends, but from beginning to end, only the former 'Brother Yun' and the current senior brother are the most important."

Yun Lie finally said: "Your practice days are shallow, my practice days are long, and regardless of Yuanyuan Jindan, the immortal road is just like a flower in the water, not worth a sigh. The immortal road is difficult and dangerous, I will help you today, tomorrow It might be time for you to help me. Ziqing, don't be impetuous."

Xu Ziqing heard this, her heart softened, and her eyes were almost hot. After a long time, he lowered his head slightly, and said softly, "Senior brother, it's me who made you worry."

With Yun Lie's temperament, today's words can be called heartfelt.

Although Xu Ziqing reminded himself from time to time in his early years that he would repay his senior brother when his realm was higher, he still felt uneasy in the end—he was not worried about his lack of aptitude, but only worried that his senior brother was walking too fast, making him unable to catch up.

Now, even if the seven emotions are frozen, the senior brother can still comfort him. If he continues to be so sullen, it will be a waste of the senior brother's heart.

At this time, Xu Ziqing suddenly had an idea in his heart.

I owe it, I owe it, the more I owe, the better.

In addition to his brother's love and love, the debts he owes are not the ties between him and his brother. The worst result is just to pay with one's life, and for him, if it is really necessary to pay with one's life, it is also a kind of consummation.