Coming out of the city lord's mansion, the moonlight was still bright.
Zhao Yisu hummed a little tune, patted the things in her storage bag, and asked Jiang Yunchen: "The ninth-grade Guiyuan Pill, I heard it can bring the dead back to life, how much would it be worth if it were put at auction?"
Jiang Yunchen imitated her tone just now: "Oh, killing demons and defending the Way, is it the duty of a monk?"
Zhao Yisu sarcastically replied: "What about you? Don't tell me why you are willing to go all the way to Penglai Island for the purpose of punishing rape and eradicating evil. You have planned to drag me along for a long time, which shows that you already know that the road ahead is a dangerous situation. Can you? To make you give up your cultivation and take risks, the only thing you can do is... fragments of the Demon-Eating Mirror, right?"
Jiang Yunchen looked at her.
Under the moonlight, Zhao Yisu's profile was covered with a layer of soft light, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, and his pupils were filled with stars of light. How could unruly and softness be so contradictory and harmonious blended into one person's face?
Zhao Yisu: "Did I guess it? You have nothing to say?"
He moved his eyes away from her face, strode forward, and left behind a sentence: "Excessive wisdom is easy to die."
Zhao Yisu picked the ends of his hair with his fingers and raised his chin: "Thank you for the compliment."
There are still a few days before the departure date of the Tianxing Alliance, so Zhao Yisu must take advantage of this time to draw the talisman paper.
After returning to the inn, she set up the enchantment and started drawing the talisman day and night.
According to the previous plan with Qian Baocheng, she had to produce at least 600 talisman papers every month. This was not a big workload for her, but because she had to go to Penglai Pavilion, she didn't know how long she would be delayed by the task, so she wanted to The more talismans you can save before setting off, the better.
Being poor, being poor is better than not making any money, what else can you do?
Zhao Yisu tried his best to suck in Zhang Xingcheng's spiritual power, thinking that every breath he took could be transformed into real gold and silver, and he would make a profit without any capital. I sucked in and sucked...here and there, the spiritual power was transformed from his fingertips. , one by one, the talisman papers were produced like an assembly line, and a hill had been piled up at her feet.
In order to improve efficiency, she also spent time studying the bamboo slip left by Qiu Zuo.
Since she discovered that the bamboo slips were all covered with runes, she compared the runes on the bamboo slips with the runes on the peach jar to understand the meaning and differences of the runes. However, she was too short of time to experiment one by one. experience.
Once she had some ideas, she immediately applied them to the talisman paper. She continued to draw them day and night for several days, and accumulated a lot of talisman papers. When Jiang Yunchen broke through the barrier and stepped in, he was almost struck by the talisman papers all over the floor. Buried.
Zhao Yisu: "When will you learn to knock on the door?" As he spoke, the movement of his hand didn't stop. It was obvious that the runes were so proficient that they could appear with his eyes closed.
Jiang Yunchen: "Stop painting and set off immediately."
"Oh." Zhao Yisu had already stood up and walked out. He cast a spell with his left hand to sweep all the talisman papers on the ground into the storage bag. His right hand was still automatically drawing the unfinished talisman. He could even separate his eyes to see the road and step on it. Crossed the threshold.
Realizing that Jiang Yunchen hadn't followed, he turned around and said, "Are you leaving?"
Jiang Yunchen's eyes fell on her hand. Zhao Yisu raised his finger slightly as he spoke, leaving behind a perfect third-grade talisman. The skill of drawing this talisman was even the most exquisite talisman he had ever seen and could not match.
He penetrated Zhao Yisu's body with his spiritual consciousness, took a quick look and came out: "The spiritual sea is empty, and all the spiritual power is used to draw talismans. Do you plan to set off to Penglai Pavilion like this?"
Zhao Yisu smiled cheekily: "Isn't it because I feel safe walking with you? Hey, I will absorb more spiritual power on the way. I will definitely have it all when I arrive at Penglai Island. I will not delay the mission. I will go to the spiritual power now. I’ll send you the talisman from Yunbao Shop, and you can wait for me at the gate of the city!”
Jiang Yunchen looked at her turbulent back and sighed: I'm afraid he wasn't reincarnated as a poor man in his previous life.
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On the other side, the Qiao Family Villa was also busy, and the servants were packing their luggage and preparing to go home.
The third lady and Qiao Pengyi were sitting in the secret room talking.
Qiao Pengyi: "I have sent people to deliver gifts to the City Lord's Mansion to Master Chengde, but they were returned."
The third lady asked: "Is it the snow-stormed six-edged sword you gave me as a gift?"
Qiao Pengyi: "Exactly."
The third lady murmured to herself: "If you don't even accept the eighth-grade magic weapon, Fuxishan is very angry this time." She sat on the main seat, thoughtfully.
Qiao Pengyi asked: "Is mother thinking about that Qiao Gujin?"
"Yes, you have made progress." The third lady said: "At the beginning, I only ordered Qiao Gujin to carry a sedan chair to marry him, but I did not allow him to be so presumptuous. I thought that the matter had already become a big deal, so it was better to go along with the flow and get something in return before I went with him. We went to the palace together, thinking that Fu Xishan would push Jiang Yunchen out to make amends to me in order to calm the trouble, but I didn't expect..."
Qiao Pengyi: "We underestimated Jiang Yunchen's importance in Fuxi Mountain." In fact, he did not underestimate him at first, but he could not stop the third lady's actions.
The third lady then said: "We underestimated Jiang Yunchen, but we also looked up to Qiao Gujin. This man has second thoughts in staying in the Qiao family and cannot stay for long. The betrothal gift almost caused our Qiao family and Fu Xishan to become enemies instead of getting married." , it’s better to make plans in advance.”
Qiao Pengyi: "But Qiao has been rooted in the Qiao family for a long time, so it's not easy to move him."
The third lady thought for a moment: "What's so difficult about this? It's not our Qiao family that really has a grudge against him, but Fuxi Mountain."
Qiao Pengyi: "Mother, what do you mean..."
Third Madam: "Gifts must be given according to the person's preference. What Chengde Master wants most now is Qiao Gujin's handle. This matter is not urgent. Let's plan it carefully."
Qiao Pengyi held up the tea bowl: "My dear mother, you are wise."
She took a sip of the tea brought by Qiao Pengyi and leaned on the back of the chair, showing her tiredness: "It's a pity that Jiang Yunchen only knows what kind of beauty he is after seeing it with his own eyes. Alas, when a mountain of magic weapon was brought out, he was not moved at all. , What a pity, what a pity.”
Qiao Pengyi: "There is no grass anywhere in the world. Mother, I heard that the Juechen Nine Sons are going to perform at the Changzhou Harvest Festival. Tickets are sold to the public. I will definitely buy the best ticket for you... No, I will The venue is reserved for you!”
"Well, let's do it." The third lady had the intention of using pickled cucumbers as a cushion if she couldn't eat the ginseng fruit, and sighed: "Yesterday I was amazing, but today it's better than nothing. Don't blame me for changing my mind, just blame Jiang Yunchen for being so beautiful. It’s so beautiful… I wish I could see him again.”
Qiao Pengyi shook his head, thinking that his mother was really crazy. Now she never spoke a word without leaving Jiang Yunchen. If her mother could live longer than a cultivator, with her beauty and mind, she would really be able to make Jiang Yunchen his own. Where is the stepfather!
Jiang Yunchen didn't know about this fool's obsession, nor did he want to know.
As soon as the third lady's return carriage left the gate of Bieyuan, Jiang Yunchen and Zhao Yisu had already set off from the city gate and flew away towards Penglai Island.
