After Ningxia handed in the task, she was instantly out of poverty and became rich. With her monthly salary due in a week, she felt very happy. She thought that this month's expenses should be relatively sufficient.
Of course, it would be great if this expense could be saved. She lowered her head and glanced at the white crane that was carrying her in flight. She spent two spiritual stones just for one trip.
It seems necessary to consider learning to fly with a weapon as soon as possible. Before that, she must first have a handy weapon. So the question is, what kind of weapon should she choose?
Sword, Ningxia's first reaction was this, the most ordinary but coolest weapon. Can she really pick up the sword and become a swordsman who points to the sky and breaks the sky with one sword?
The answer is of course...no. Ningxia asked herself that she did not have the courage to move forward nor was she tough enough. Sword cultivators not only need amazing talents and skills, but also need to cultivate their hearts.
In addition, big weapons such as knives and halberds are not weapons that she can control.
She really wants a weapon like a ribbon or a hairpin, but this kind of specially made item is not something she can afford now.
She didn't want to think about it anymore. She went to the training pavilion to pick out spells and weapons first. Ningxia has been waiting for this day for a long time. He has reached the fourth level of Qi training and is still drunk even if he hasn't learned a single move.
After Ningxia landed in the square of Baiji Peak, he walked towards the training pavilion. As usual, the gatekeeper sealed the storage bag for her, and Ningxia entered the training pavilion after paying a spiritual stone.
The first to third floors of the Kung Fu Pavilion are all stored with Kung Fu techniques, which Ningxia had already selected last time. This time the destination is the fourth to sixth floors, where spells and miscellaneous books are placed. The only person who can enter the higher floors is Jin Dan Zhenren.
Each peak has its own training pavilion. Basically, the skills and techniques are shared by the sect, and all the training pavilions that can be found here are available. The only different part is the jade slips, which are different from each peak except for the exercises and spells.
For example, in the book "How to Choose the Most Satisfactory Alchemy Furnace" in Ningxia's hand, she stuffed the jade slip back into its original position with black lines all over her head. What is the immediate sense of "100 XX's that teach you how to start a business"? Something happened.
She found that there were quite a lot of miscellaneous jade slips here, and they were indeed related to alchemy and weapon refining, but they were all minor skills. For example, there are almost no weapon refining methods or formations.
There was a small amount of elixirs that could be exchanged, but they were horribly expensive. Ningxia silently put back the jade slips marked with sky-high prices. I can’t afford it! I can’t afford it!
Ning Xia wandered around and picked out the earth escape technique, the fireball technique, the vine-repelling and wood-repelling technique, the basic earth-type techniques, the fire-type techniques, and an intermediate wood-type technique.
These three will cost Ningxia 70 spirit stones. The fireball technique is the simplest and crudest, but you have to admit that it is very easy to use.
The price of the vine-repelling wood-repelling technique is slightly higher, costing fifty spiritual stones, but the defensive effect of this technique is very good. After weighing the balance, Ningxia still chose this technique, which is currently very luxurious for her.
The current bill is still within the plan, and Ningxia can also exchange for the planned royal weapon instruction manual. She neatly took a few jade slips to the gatekeeper to register, and today's goal was completed.
Just when she left the training pavilion, she didn't know if it was her hallucination, but someone seemed to be calling her.
"Xiao Xia, Xiao Xia..." He wasn't really calling her, was he? Ning Xia turned her head and saw a handsome young man looking at her gently.
The point is, who is this unknown uncle? Why didn't she remember that she knew such a young and promising Foundation Architect Uncle, even though he seemed a little familiar to him.
"Ningxia, the daughter of Ningjiang in Daniu Village, am I right?" I really know her! Wait, the young man who knew her father, the foundation-building monk... couldn't be Lin Pingzhen, right?
Ning Xia did remember that the Lin family used to live next to her house, and they had a good relationship. She heard that the Lin family's father almost became her godfather. Later, the Lin family moved to the other side of the village, and their relationship became more distant.
Lin Pingzhen was often brought to visit the Ning family by his father, but that was before Ning Xia came to this world. Before she was reborn in this body, Lin Pingzhen had been accepted as a disciple by the immortal and left the village.
Ningxia tentatively called out according to the name in his memory: "Real brother?" His smile deepened and he said: "What? Don't you dare to recognize him? We haven't seen each other for only three years, and Xiaoxia has become a big girl now."
The little sister you asked about is no longer here, and what’s inside the shell now is a soul from another time and space. Ningxia felt a little bit undetectable in her heart.
That low point only lasted for a short while. Lin Zhenping just cared about her entry-level experience like a big brother and taught her a lot of experience.
Ning Xia also talked a lot about Lin Pingzhen's father and interesting things in the village. Seeing that he listened with great interest, she couldn't help but feel a little strange. Didn't Yuan Guifang tell him these things?
Hey, Ning Xiaoxia, do you think that all children are as concerned with practical matters as you, a fake child? For eleven-year-old girls like Yuan Guifang, beautiful clothes and flower ropes are their focus.
Lin Pingzhen seemed very happy to learn about the current situation of many family members and fellow villagers, and his beautiful eyebrows revealed a trace of concern and loss.
