"Junior sister, a meeting gift." Gu Tianqiu had already prepared a set of robes that he had refined during his early years of training.
The Qingluo butterfly garment is mainly made of Qingluo silk spit out by the Qingluo star silkworm, and is made of the phosphorus powder of the fairy butterfly. It can be any size, and a faint silver pattern will appear on the skirt when you walk. It is low-key and unique.
The defensive power is naturally much better than the sect's standard disciple robe. Within the foundation, it is completely sufficient and can even withstand a blow from the early Golden Core cultivator.
"Here." Yan Bei flicked his fingers, and a round ball fell into Lingchu's hand.
Gu Tianqiu took a look and said with a smile, "Little junior sister, your second senior brother is very generous. This is a sword pill mixed with mithril. Moreover, it is still a sword embryo. Ordinary swordsmen can use it as a sword of destiny." It’s embryonic, and I’ll find some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to smelt it in. Even the natal magic swords of ordinary swordsmen are not as good as this.”
Mithril is even better than fine iron. A magic weapon mixed with a trace of mithril can melt gold, break jade, blow hair and break hair. Fine iron can be refined, but mithril is rare. This shows that the secret of mithril is precious.
Moreover, this sword pill is still a sword embryo and has not yet been finalized, which means that it has never recognized its owner. It is even more convenient to use. It can also be smelted into heavenly materials and earthly treasures to improve its grade, which is very rare.
This sword pill is too precious.
Lingchu felt a little hot. Second senior brother Yan Bei, wasn't he a sword cultivator? This sword pill, if placed here, would obviously not be useful at Yan Bei's place.
Lingchu wanted to ask if he wanted to change the meeting gift?
Yan Bei waved his hand proudly, "This sword pill is not as good as my own natal magic sword. It is only made from the leftover materials when I refined the natal magic sword. It is of no use if I keep it. As Yan Bei How can my junior sister not have her own magical sword?"
Yes, in Lingchu's eyes, Yan Bei's words and actions were extremely heroic.
But in the eyes of his master Duanyi Zhenjun and his senior brother Gu Tianqiu, he was just looking for face for himself.
Yan Bei couldn't store any treasures at all, including spiritual stones. Apart from a change of clothes, basic spiritual stones, and pills, there was probably nothing else in Yan Bei's storage bag.
As soon as there is a treasure or a spiritual stone, Yan Bei will exchange it for a heavenly material or earthly treasure that can improve his cultivation level or improve his natal magic sword.
Apart from this sword pill, there is probably no other treasure that can be given to the junior sister.
That is to say, this is a sword pill, otherwise, it would have been sold by Yan Bei long ago, in exchange for training resources or to improve the natal magic sword.
"Little apprentice, just accept it, your second senior brother. There is nothing else, only these sword-related things."
Master Duanyi Zhenjun had already spoken, but Lingchu finally stopped.
Then, he took out two jade boxes and a jade gourd from the storage bag.
"Master, apprenticeship ceremony."
"Senior brother, a welcome gift."
It is disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. Like a hard-working little bee, Lingchu first gave a jade gourd to Zhenjun Duanyi, and then gave a jade box to each of the two senior brothers.
Duanyi Zhenjun took the jade gourd and opened the stopper, revealing a refreshing bamboo fragrance.
Duanyi Zhenjun's eyes lit up. This fragrance was something I had never smelled before. It was a new spiritual wine.
She took a sip directly. The mild, mellow, clean and pure wine passed through her throat. It was slightly bitter on the tip of her tongue and slightly sweet. Yes, Zhenjun Duanyi nodded. She liked this gift. Compared with the tasteless spiritual tea, she He prefers drinking, "Little apprentice, did you make the wine?"
Lingchu nodded and looked at the master expectantly.
Duanyi Zhenjun felt the subtle spiritual power in his body, nodded and said, "Yes, Yuanying monk can also feel a trace of spiritual power, but when will you make that kind of stronger wine? I like your master better." Drink strong wine. Mei Siniang's Acacia wine is very strong. Paired with the secret drunk fairy chicken on the first floor, it is a must-have. My little apprentice, my master is optimistic about you. When the time comes, the brew will be no less than that of Mei Siniang. of wine.”
Mei Siniang? Acacia wine?
The monk has a very good memory. Almost instantly, Lingchu remembered the Acacia Winery in Tianyuan City.
That winery is called Xiangsi Winery, and the owner there is a woman with a six-petal red plum painted between her eyebrows.
Plum, lovesickness, wine shop.
Lingchu didn't believe that there were such coincidences in the world.
Then he asked.
After listening to everything, Zhenjun Duanyi narrowed his phoenix eyes and said lazily, "Well, Xiangsi Winery is opened by Mei Siniang. She also likes to draw a red plum between her eyebrows. However, she has always been there. I’m not sure, the store would have been open in one place for no more than three years, so I guess it would no longer be there by now.”
After saying that, Zhenjun Duanyi looked at his young apprentice and said, "Since you are a spiritual wine master, if you have the chance to meet Mei Siniang next time, it must be a chance. That person Mei Siniang, you can enter the Tao through wine." , in the end, she fell into the trap of wine. She had good skills in making wine, but she kept it hidden. She said she didn’t accept disciples, but only looked at people who were destined to meet her three times. If she could meet her three times, she would give that person a wine recipe. Son, little disciple, master, I have been craving for her lovesickness wine for a long time, so you have to live up to your expectations, woman, you are qualified, you have already met her once three times."
Lingchu's eyes lit up. Spiritual wine also needs wine recipes. Good wine recipes are sometimes the special skills of a spiritual wine master.
Maybe he was trained by an experienced Taoist, or maybe he really likes brewing. Over the years, Lingchu has become accustomed to drinking spiritual wine to increase his cultivation, and even more accustomed to brewing.
As a spiritual wine master from Yeluzi, Lingchu was very looking forward to the recipes for good wine, and also thought that maybe he could ask Senior Mei for some knowledge about spiritual wine.
Keeping this in mind, Lingchu looked at Zhenjun Duanyi with her clear eyes. She had just succeeded in becoming a master, and the master had planned for her, which made Lingchu feel warm in her heart.
Gu Tianqiu prefers drinking spiritual tea, so naturally he doesn't care much about this topic, but he is more interested in the contents of the jade box in his hand, "Little junior sister, is this a fog bug?"
Fog bugs are neither demons, spirits, nor insects. They are as white as smoke and look like fireflies, emitting a hazy light.
When refining a weapon, adding some of it can make the magic weapon more ethereal and have a psychedelic effect. It is a rare spiritual object for refining flying and enemy-trapping magic weapons.
Gu Tianqiu thought of a flying magical weapon that he planned to refine recently, which could be used just in time. As an weapon refiner, Gu Tianqiu liked this gift very much.
Lingchu nodded and saw the smile on his senior brother's lips becoming gentler. He knew that senior brother liked this gift very much and felt calm.
"This is the secret magic stone!"
Yan Bei opened the jade box and first saw an ordinary pebble. He knew that the junior sister could not give him a real pebble, so he took it in his hand and explored it. With a thought in his mind, he thought that it looked a bit like this. According to the records, the secret stone.
