You must know that in the world of cultivation, opportunities are fleeting, and what she gives up may become someone else's ladder to heaven. Of course, it is not ruled out that it may be the key to the abyss.
Although she is still not sure whether this mirror has any hidden secrets, according to the routine of cultivation novels, it seems that buying it is the best choice.
However, Ningxia has concerns. First of all, that piece of animal skin is very expensive and cannot be afforded by ordinary monks. Even though she had more spiritual stones than she could spend in the secret room, at least on the surface she was a cash-strapped person, and if she reluctantly bought things, she might arouse suspicion.
Secondly, although this bronze mirror gave people an extraordinary sense of perception, she had a vague sense that it was not a benevolent thing and definitely looked like an evil object. She brought it back as an upright novice, and there was no telling how much trouble it would cause.
Besides, it’s unclear whether this bronze mirror is an opportunity.
Ningxia rubbed the mirror handle, then carefully put the mirror into the mahogany box and closed the lid. Then he looked at the girl who was looking at her cautiously and said, "If you like it, fellow Taoist, feel free to buy it. I'm shy in my lower pocket and have no chance of getting this thing, so how can I give up my love?"
When the other party was about to say something, Zhenjun Yuanheng, who was already watching the stall next door, called Ningxia over. Ning Xia was relieved that she didn't have to stay here to chat anymore, and she was afraid that if she stayed for one more minute, she would be tempted to buy something back.
"The elder is looking for me, so I'll take my leave first. Fellow Taoist, take your time and watch." After saying that, she left the stall without looking back, as if someone was chasing her.
"What, you are such a cold fellow Taoist." The little girl said dullly, and then returned her attention to the things that were taken out again.
"Huh?" The girl exclaimed in surprise. A small spike appeared on the handle she was holding on. Her fingertips were pierced and blood seeped out.
Word marks quietly appeared on the top of the spike. There was no bright light or sign. The words seemed to have been engraved there from the beginning, blending into the simple frame.
A Thousand Faces... Prism? The girl brushed the bronze mirror with an incomprehensible expression and put the mirror back into the mahogany box.
"Boss, how do you sell this mirror?"
The stall owner, who was busy dealing with another customer, glanced at the mahogany box and wondered if the little sister didn't buy it because the animal skin was too expensive, so he casually mentioned a price. Anyway, this piece of scrap bronze mirror is really the garbage picked up from the belly of the monster, and it is not worth much.
The girl bought the bronze mirror with satisfaction and found a treasure. The stall owner was also very happy, having disposed of another piece of waste.
"Didn't I just see you take a fancy to something? Why didn't you buy it? If you don't have enough spiritual stones, you can come and get it from me." Master Ming Jing frowned, and this little guy followed him quietly along the way. Not noisy, very quiet, without any willfulness of a child.
Ming Jing can somewhat understand how Lord Yuan Heng views this young disciple in a different light. He even has that mentality himself. Most people in cultivation are dedicated to the Tao, and generally speaking, not many get married. True Lord Yuan Heng has lived for many years and has never had a wife or children.
As I get older and feel lonely while practicing, I am naturally happy to see smart and talented children. Even Ming Jing himself likes the kid named Chen Siye. It can be seen that Ningxia is really lucky to get the favor of Zhenjun Yuanheng.
Because Master Mingjing was responsible for the training of the newcomers, Master Mingjing was much more familiar with Ningxia than Master Yuanheng. Looking at her coldly, this little guy has always been calm and rarely talks. She gets along well with her fellow juniors who are older than her, and she doesn't look like a child.
This feeling is even more obvious now that she is getting close to people. She understands current affairs, listens to people's words, and is not greedy when giving her things. She didn't buy any of the many novel items along the way. He originally expected that the child would at least buy some interesting gadgets, but he didn't know that the little guy just picked them up to look at them and restrained himself from buying anything.
Just now I saw her holding a mirror and looking around carefully. She thought she had found what she wanted. She was even afraid that they would be embarrassed to stay here, so she took the opportunity to move to the next stall to look at the items. Why did this young disciple come back without catching anything?
You are really too sensible, and it makes elders like them have no fun at all!
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"... Please forgive me for refusing. This thing is also the love of my heart, and I don't want to give it up. I also ask fellow Taoist to find something else." The girl cursed in her heart, why is she so unlucky, she is just playing and thinking about it again. After visiting a stall before going back, I was entangled by such a troublesome person.
"It seems that the girl is unwilling to cooperate. Junping, please come to the inn to sit down." The man ordered, with a peaceful look on his face.
A tall and thin foundation-building monk walked up to the girl and sneered softly: "If you don't drink a toast, you will be punished with a drink."
"Eh?!" The tall and thin monk was inadvertently pushed back a few steps and was a little dazed. When he regained consciousness, the little girl had already taken the opportunity to slip away.
The man who gave the order was also stunned, and soon he reacted and cursed: "Hurry up and chase, you can't even catch a child!"
The other monks, who were obviously followers, glanced at the crowd in embarrassment, wondering how they could get past so many monks and chase the little man. Finally, under the man's repeated roars, he had no choice but to chase in the direction of the girl.
