Ding Xiaoyi raised his head and took another sip of wine.
Xue Ningshang snatched Ding Xiaoyi's wine gourd, and she poured the wine from the wine gourd into her mouth without any disdain.
The wine in the wine gourd seems to be endless.
As long as she wants to drink, there will always be a steady stream of wine poured into her mouth, which makes Xue Ningshang very confused.
"This wine gourd was also left to me by my master. He said it was just an ordinary wine gourd and not a treasure. This is the real treasure. So far, I don't know the grade of this sword."
Ding Xiaoyi took the wine gourd handed back by Xue Ningshang. He saw Xue Shang's doubtful eyes and then explained.
"Why don't you put this sword in your Qiankun bag?"
Xue Ningshang looked at the sword behind Ding Xiaoyi. The sword was wrapped in coarse cloth and had no scabbard.
"Because this sword cannot be put into the Qiankun Bag",
Ding Xiaoyi replied disapprovingly.
After hearing Ding Xiaoyi's answer, Xue Ningshang's beautiful eyes reappeared.
She knew that Ding Xiaoyi had a Qiankun Bag, which could hold all weapons or pills and other cultivation resources.
But that sword cannot be put into the Universe Bag.
Unless the sword is of too high a grade, it will squeeze out the space in the Universe Bag.
But Xue Ningshang couldn't see the uniqueness of that sword. It was just an ordinary long sword.
She also couldn't tell what grade the sword on Ding Xiaoyi's back was.
"What about you? You don't carry a sword all day long."
Ding Xiaoyi did not deliberately use his cultivation to suppress the smell of alcohol. He asked Xue Ningshang with hazy eyes.
"We sword pavilion disciples look good holding swords," Xue Ningshang smiled and explained to Ding Xiaoyi.
Hearing her far-fetched explanation, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help laughing.
The next day, Ding Xiaoyi woke up from a bout of brain swelling.
He didn't use his cultivation to suppress the smell of alcohol last night, and he didn't know how much alcohol he drank.
He only felt a faint fragrance lingering in his chest.
Xue Ningshang pushed his door open and sat beside his bed without any scruples.
Xue Ningshang's beautiful eyes turned, and the beautiful light fell boldly and boldly on Ding Xiaoyi's face.
Ding Xiaoyi, on the other hand, was frightened by Xue Ningshang's gaze.
"Hahaha..." Xue Ningshang couldn't help laughing heartily when she saw Ding Xiaoyi being so embarrassed.
"Look, I'm scaring you, but I won't eat you."
Xue Ningshang teased Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi had a wry smile on his face,
Xue Ningshang also drank a lot of wine last night, and there was a faint smell of alcohol on her body.
"Let's go, the shopkeeper will send someone to invite us to have breakfast."
Xue Ningshang looked solemn, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Are you going to stay?" Ding Xiaoyi actually enjoyed this atmosphere. He did not get up in a hurry, but asked Xue Ningshang. "You said you won't be a helper for the common people, so I'm going to risk my life to accompany Ding Shaoxia."
Xue Ningshang's cheeks turned red inexplicably, and she said jokingly to Ding Xiaoyi.
A faint feminine scent penetrated Ding Xiaoyi's nose.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but take a greedy breath, and the fragrance lingering in his chest became stronger and stronger.
Xue Ningshang looked at Ding Xiaoyi in an ambiguous manner. The strong and round part of her chest almost touched Ding Xiaoyi's chest.
Through the narrow neckline, Ding Xiaoyi saw a charming snow-white color.
The scenery is infinitely beautiful, but it’s just on a dangerous peak.
Ding Xiaoyi felt an inexplicable feeling of wandering thoughts in his heart.
However, as soon as he changed his sword intention, those alluring thoughts were immediately dispelled from his mind.
But Xue Ningshang didn’t notice Ding Xiaoyi’s ripples
With such thoughts, she still maintained that ambiguous movement.
The white snow at the collar was exposed to Ding Xiaoyi's sight.
Fortunately, Ding XiaoYi’s face is as strong as his cultivation.
Otherwise, he will definitely bury himself in that white snow and be unable to extricate himself.
After washing up hastily, Ding Xiaoyi took Princess Dayong and the maid to Qingfeng Residence again.
And the elegant shopkeeper has been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi and others coming slowly, a warm smile appeared on his face.
"There are many monks entering Coffin Mountain today. Do you plan to leave Qingfeng Town or stay here?"
Qin Jialuo didn't beat around the bush, but straight to the point.
"Shop Manager Qin, what disaster will it bring if the corpse chief is resurrected?"
Ding Xiaoyi's face turned solemn, and he asked Qin Jialuo.
However, Xue Ningshang, who was standing by the side, looked very worried and did not say anything.
Naturally, Princess Dayong and the little maid couldn't get in the conversation, after all, they were just ordinary mortals.
They don't have any cultivation skills, and Ding Xiaoyi decides everything.
"No one knows how many corpses are hidden in the Ghost Immortal Cave. If all the corpses in the coffin mountain emerge, it will definitely be a disaster that will destroy the world."
Qin Jialuo's face turned solemn, and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Shop Manager Qin, why do you think that this junior has the ability to turn the tide? This junior is just a passerby."
Ding Xiaoyi asked Qin Jialuo doubtfully.
He felt that this might be a banquet, a banquet aimed at him.
"Little friend Ding, you are too humble. If little friend Ding cannot stop this catastrophe, then no one in the world can stop this catastrophe."
Qin Jialuo said solemnly to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Shopkeeper Qin, what is your identity?"
Ding Xiaoyi didn't mince words, he asked Qin Jialuo.
He felt that Qin Jialuo might have figured out his details a long time ago, and the two free meals did not look so delicious.
"Qin is just a gatekeeper. The ghost immortal should not have completely fallen yet, and the appearance of different phases in the sky and earth shows that the ghost immortal is recovering his own cultivation. If the ghost immortal's strength is allowed to recover, the world will surely Life is in ruins.”
Qin Jialuo's face turned solemn, and he replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Why junior?"
Ding Xiaoyi was puzzled and asked Qin Jialuo again.
He thought this was incredible,
Why is it that wherever he goes, something big will happen, and this big thing will affect all the people in the world.
"Because there are things that little friend Ding needs in the coffin."
Qin Jialuo replied firmly to Ding Xiaoyi.
As soon as Ding Xiaoyi heard this answer, his expression couldn't help but change.
"What's there?" Ding Xiaoyi felt very unbelievable.
He always felt like he was a marionette.
There is always a wireless thread pulling oneself, and then pulling oneself to certain places.
"A pair of fairy bones",
Qin Jialuo replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
But Ding Xiaoyi's brain exploded with a "boom", and his expression changed slightly.
How did Qin Jialuo know about his physical defects?
His legs were fused with a pair of divine bones, and his body still lacked the strength to fuse his arms with the divine bones.
But Qin Jialuo told him about the immortal bones that his physical body lacked, how could this not frighten him.
The conversation between Ding Xiaoyi and Qin Jialuo was only
Only two of them can understand.
Princess Dayong and the maid were confused, but Xue Ningshang did not listen carefully to the conversation between them.
After hearing Qin Jialuo's words, Ding Xiaoyi could not calm down for a long time.
He naturally knew the dangers of Coffin Mountain, but he also knew that the arms he was missing seemed to be in Coffin Mountain.
This is his opportunity.
He always felt like he was getting something back that belonged to him, which made him feel natural.
"When will the others leave?"
Ding Xiaoyi suppressed the shock in his heart. Qin Jialuo must have known his identity.
And he also knew that Qin Jialuo didn't have any ill intentions towards him, and she felt like Aunt Yin to him.
"Leave at noon, when the Yin Qi and Ghost Qi in Coffin Mountain are the thinnest. You can take advantage of this opportunity to enter the mountain."
Qin Jialuo said to Ding Xiaoyi.
"If that's the case, shall I take a trip?"
Ding Xiaoyi nodded slightly and then said.
But Qin Jialuo's eyes flickered, and then he nodded solemnly.
In the end, although there are not many words, everything is said without words.
Princess Dayong and the little maid had doubts on their faces. They didn't know what Ding Xiaoyi and Qin Jialuo were talking about.
At noon,
Ding Xiaoyi and Xue Ningshang flew towards the coffin mountain.
They released their cultivation and turned into two streams of light that shot towards the vast coffin mountain.
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