However, her wealth should not be revealed. She is a small qi training disciple with financial resources comparable to those in the Nascent Soul stage. Doesn't this clearly tell others that she is a fat sheep?
Painfully making the down payment, she rushed to the hall: "Baby, sister is here!"
Everyone staggered at their feet, wondering what was going on with the tone of a playboy visiting a brothel.
Yunli gently stroked the blade with both hands and said drunkenly: "It's so beautiful, I love the knife in my dreams."
Some of the guests who had not yet left were speechless after hearing this. They were so sentimental just because the knife was so beautiful!
The little girl today is so wasteful.
She held the handle of the knife and lifted it, but as expected, it didn't move.
She wasn't in a hurry. It didn't matter if she couldn't carry it now. She could take it back first and she would be able to carry it later.
Thinking of this, her consciousness pulled the knife and put it away in the storage bag. Instead of putting it away, her consciousness felt a sense of exhaustion and emptiness, and for a while, cold sweat dripped down her forehead.
"Tsk, why do you think it was carried up by twelve bodybuilders just now? This one can't be put into the storage bag."
Lin Xi couldn't help but gloat about her misfortune. She admitted that the girl's performance had shocked her. At such a young age, she could actually make high-grade Xuan-level talismans, which also gave her a sense of crisis.
With such a talent, if all the great Talisman masters in the sect are still rushing to accept her as their disciple, then the status gap between her and Brother Huai will be very small.
Yunli was dumbfounded, "So I have to drag it back?"
An Ran raised his eyebrows: "That's not the case."
Yunli swallowed and turned to look at the steward of Jinye Pavilion: "Are you in charge of door-to-door delivery?"
The steward hadn't done anything yet, but the twelve physiques holding up the knives shook their heads like rattles, and kept winking at the steward. Their uniform movements made the others laugh.
The steward smiled and shook his head in refusal. The other items were fine, so let’s forget about this knife.
Jinye Pavilion was unreliable, so Yunli had no choice but to go there on her own.
She spread her legs into a standard horse stance, breathed out of her Dantian, bent down, held the handle of the knife with both hands, used her spiritual power and strength at the same time, shouted "get up", and as her upper body straightened up, the handle of the knife slowly She slowly lifted an inch or two off the ground. Her face turned red and she clenched her teeth. The blue veins on her fair arms were shocking.
Everyone around was shocked, especially the twelve body cultivators. They had the most intuitive feeling of how heavy the knife was. With the combined efforts of the twelve of them, they could barely lift the knife an inch off the ground. As for the people who got here from the warehouse, They were dragged over the distance.
But now a cardamom girl lifted it off the ground with just one person's strength.
Of all the people, An Ran was the most disillusioned. In her memory, her cousin was still the little girl who couldn't hold a watermelon. But now, this person could lift a knife that even twelve Zang practitioners could not lift. who is it?
No, this is definitely not her cousin!
Mo Huai had seen Yunli's heavy sword and had certain expectations about her strength, but he did not expect her strength to be as great as this.
Yunli, who was trying her best to suck her breasts, suddenly thought, that's not right, she hasn't shed any blood yet to admit her master!
Thinking of this, she loosened her hand, and half of the blade left the ground and the knife fell back to the ground. With a bang, dust flew everywhere.
Everyone retreated, Yunli waved her hand and fanned herself, "Wow, it's been a long time since your place was cleaned. It's too dirty."
The night steward looked at the sunken part under the carpet. You smashed the floor to pieces. How can there be no dust?
She forced a drop of her heart's blood into the knife. The blade made a soft sound and then regained its calm. Yunli also felt a faint connection between herself and the knife.
This connection was extremely weak, like a slender spider thread that would be broken when the wind blew. She added the sacrificial refining techniques and the mark of divine consciousness, and the connection changed from spider thread to hair. .
Seeing her sacrificial refining technique clearly, Su Xu was surprised: "You don't use it as a magical weapon?"
Others also realized that the sacrificial refining technique she just entered was not for refining the natal magic weapon. They were all surprised. They almost spent the rest of their lives in it. The knife they bought was not used as the natal magic weapon. What did they think? Outrageous.
There is already a natal magical weapon. Yunli blinked and replied: "I can use it later."
Su Xu thought about it and nodded appreciatively at her: "Master Yun, please be careful."
When you buy a knife, you have to wonder whether it can be used. Then you rashly sacrifice it and make it a magical weapon. If you really can't use it in the future, you will be in trouble.
A monk can only own one natal magic weapon. If he wants to change it later, the process will be complicated, and there will also be barriers to the re-refined natal magic weapon.
Yunli's face turned red. She had never thought about this problem at all. After coming into contact with the method of refining the natal magic weapon, she discovered that the method of refining the magic weapon in Huanshi Ling was the natal method, and it was more popular than the current public. A more advanced sacrificial refining technique.
She used the Huanshi Ling extremely smoothly, and the grade was not low. She never thought about replacing it. She was surprised for a while and then put the matter down. She also liked this knife, but the Huanshi Ling was the one. The natal magic weapon in her heart was not the natal magic weapon when she bought the knife in the first place.
She smiled, and then tried to put the knife into the storage bag. Once again, the sea of consciousness couldn't bear the weight of the knife and started to tumble, and she stopped with a white face.
Still not working, it seems that I have to carry it back hard.
Yunli once again used Lu Zhishen's strength to pull out a weeping willow, and lifted the knife off the ground little by little. This time, because of the weak connection of recognizing the master, it was much easier than before. She slowly stood up straight, and the knife was completely lifted. Leaving the ground, her body swayed, and just when everyone thought she was about to fall, she shouted loudly, stomped the floor with her left foot, and the knife suddenly rushed to her shoulder and lay flat.
"hiss--"
"hiss--"
There were gasps, and a lot of people's eyes were about to pop out. The carpet under her feet had sunken, and one could only imagine how powerful she had just exploded.
Yunli tried to take a step, and then staggered back two steps. Seeing her swaying, everyone stepped back, fearing that she would fall if she couldn't hold on, and then the knife next to her would be hit. .
She swayed for a while, finally stabilized her body, and then walked out.
Now that she could leave, everyone was preparing to go back home. Mo Huai suddenly said: "The wolf cub is still up there."
He turned around and went upstairs. When he came down, Yunli had only walked less than a foot. Others stood nearby, watching with fear as she tilted her head slightly, raised her foot, took a step, stood still, and raised her other foot. , take a step forward, stand still, a walking action, was abruptly broken into several slow motions, like walking hard step by step in the mud.
A quarter of an hour later, she walked to the entrance of the hall, and half an hour later, she arrived at the entrance of Jinye Pavilion.
"Hoo--no, I can't do it anymore, I'm gonna do it, I can't do it"
She slowly slid to the ground against the wall, put the knife aside, leaned over and panted desperately. She was exhausted, exhausted!
"are you OK?"
Mu Yan knelt down and handed her a tea cup.
Panting, Yunli took the cup and shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. Just rest for a while."
After drinking the water, she raised her head and said: "You guys go back first. I don't know how many years or months it will take before I can return to the sect. I won't delay the cultivation of all the senior uncles and senior sisters."
Su Xu smiled faintly: "That's okay, please take care of yourself, nephew Yun, and return to the sect as soon as possible."
At her speed, they really couldn't walk back with her. She couldn't wield a sword. It would take less than ten days and a half to walk back to the sect with her legs, not to mention her speed.
An Ran shook his head slightly, and said through the voice: "Be careful. Don't worry about the knife when you are in danger. It's important to run away. No one can take the knife away."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Mu Yan couldn't help but send a message: "You really don't need us to accompany you? You showed your wealth in Jinye Pavilion. There is no guarantee that no one will have other ideas along the way."
This is indeed a problem, but it is obviously unrealistic to ask Su Xu and the others to accompany her for two or three years to return to Taiyi Sect. She exhaled slightly, "They should have guessed that all my spiritual stones in Jinye Pavilion were used just now. It's all gone, at least the possibility of those Jindan Nascent Souls taking action is very low, and the rest are not a big threat."
All the way to immortality
