Because it would take some time for Senior Luo Yi to repair the Demon-Zhu Xun Banner, Fu Zhu and Sanqing lived in Tianshui Residence during this period.
However, the senior Luo Yi seemed to have made no move. Although Fu Zhu was confused, he did not press him.
Since she agreed to help repair the Demon-Slaying Flag, there was no reason for her to regret it. If you don't want to help, just don't agree at that time. After all, no one can intimidate a monk who has reached the perfect state of Mahayana.
But Sanqing couldn't hold her temper. She was still thinking about the Immortal Competition that Fu Zhu had told her.
This Luo Yi kept delaying. Could it be that he didn't want to help and was trying to trick them? Sanqing's round eyes rolled around, wondering what kind of crooked idea he was having.
I got a chestnut on my head for no reason.
She twisted her neck and tilted her head, with a look of resentment on her face, "Fu Zhu! Why are you hitting me again!"
"Don't disturb Senior Luo Yi." Fu Zhu picked up the spiritual tea sent by Dai Zhen, took a sip and said leisurely.
The white jade porcelain tea cup is as pure as snow. The light golden buds spread out inside, as long and slender as needles, and the fragrance is unbridled.
A small apricot-yellow flower floats in the bright and clear tea soup, which seems to be an embellishment, but the clean spiritual power contained in it shows that it is extraordinary.
The tea sent by Dai Zhen is definitely a good thing, no worse than the beautiful flowers in the garden. This senior Luo Yi is really generous.
The girl tapped her fingers on the table twice, and Sanqing sat back on the stool before picking up the tea cup and looking at it.
"Fu beads, why are mine different from yours?"
In the Sanqing cup, there are two small red fruits floating, full of aura, plump and cute.
She drank the Gruffalo and all the tea went into her belly, but the two red fruits were hidden in her back teeth and chewed slowly.
"It's so sweet." Sanqing narrowed his eyes and savored the taste.
"It's just too little." Sanqing said without hesitation, "I can eat a bag of this kind of fruit a day." She patted the bag that contained crispy dates last time.
"This is the phoenix blood fruit. It takes ten thousand years to produce only three. You must be lucky to get it."
I don’t know what old friend brought them here. Master Luo Yi took out all the precious phoenix blood fruits, but this little girl still didn’t like them.
Sanqing naturally asked: "What about another one?"
Isn't it three knots? Why just give her two?
Xingyao Qi knot, the key point is how many? The point is, this Phoenix Blood Fruit is very precious and very rare. Others didn't even have the honor to meet her, so she ate two pills at once.
Xingyao calmed down and said, "There is another one, which was given away by Master Luo Yi in the past."
It had only been a few hundred years since she came to Tianshui Ju, and Aunt Chang You had told her this. As for who the Phoenix Blood Fruit was given to, Xingyao didn't know.
Sanqing said a flat "Oh" and didn't follow up.
Her attitude made Xingyao's teeth itch, and she could only keep telling herself that she couldn't be angry, she was Lord Luo Yi's distinguished guest.
Xingyao put down the cake and didn't want to stay any longer, but she caught a glimpse of dark green from the corner of her eye. She knelt down and said, "Aunt Chang You."
Chang You nodded slightly.
Only then did Xingyao leave with full thoughts.
"Master Luo Yi is worried that you two will be bored staying in Tianshui Residence, so you asked me to ask." Chang You's old-fashioned face showed no expression, but his tone was gentle, "My Lord, if you two feel bored, let me take care of you." Take a look around Tianshuiju."
Sanqing couldn't wait to pull Fu Zhu's sleeve, and the girl smiled slightly and said, "Sorry, Aunt Chang You."
Tianshui Residence is very large and elegantly decorated. Rare and rare plants can be seen everywhere. Occasionally, squirrel-like spiritual creatures will stop and look at strangers curiously.
Chang You introduced: "That's a Miaohou pine. It has no offensive power. Its only function is to hum some tunes. Master Luo Yi raised it for fun."
"Miaohou Pine?" Fu Zhu chewed on these two words and said with a smile: "It sounds more like a pine tree than the name of a living creature."
"Isn't it just a squirrel?" Sanqing looked left and right, but didn't find anything different.
Chang You paused and looked up at the gilded plaque, "This is the palace where Master Luo Yi weaves clothes."
There was a solemn look on her face, but there was a faint smile, "The reason for the cassocks and skirts that everyone outside is fighting over is because of this."
"Come in with me."
Chang You pushed open the palace door, and suddenly there was a colorful glow. When the glow faded, he discovered that it was silk threads of various colors, as gorgeous as clusters of flowers.
The slender and soft silk threads are more delicate than fine silk and satin, and they are sorted and arranged according to type.
Some are laid flat on the square wood, and some are hung from the top, like tassels hanging lightly, brushing gently on the face.
The small bamboo basket used for reeling silk, the talisman beads cannot be seen to be made of what kind of material, but there is no need to think too much, it must be rare.
In the center of the main hall, there is a "Tissot" suspended.
Chang You said: "This is Master Luo Yi's magical weapon, the mausoleum."
"The cassocks that once caused a sensation, such as Litong, Wuhua, Jinxia, Shivering Branch, Xianming, Qingyou, Tingxilan, etc., were all made of mausoleum."
When Chang You talked about those cassocks, he spoke of them as treasures, with nostalgia in his tone and a slight sigh.
Master Luo Yi has not touched the "Ling" for thousands of years, and there will never be these peerless Luo Yi in the world again.
"The one from the Hua family just wants to beg you to refine a robe. They know that you are approaching the catastrophe of ascension, so it may be your last work, so the meaning will naturally be different."
If the adult succeeds in ascension, its value will be increased several times.
"The one from the Hua family?" Fu Zhu racked his brains and finally remembered his name, "Hua Mu?"
Chang You shook his head, "It's the eldest lady of the Hua family, Hua Yao."
Fu Zhu had just come to the Posu Realm, so of course she didn't know Huayao, and she didn't bother to inquire about other people's affairs. However, she was more interested in the robes that Chang You mentioned earlier.
"I've heard of Xian Ming," she said.
Chang You was stunned for a moment, then became interested, "Xian Ming is the work of Master Luo Yi thousands of years ago. You..." She looked at the girl and was secretly surprised, "You are only about eighteen years old. Where did you come from? Did you hear about Xian Ming?"
At the age of eighteen, he was already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
This was the first time she had seen this kind of talent in her long life.
I don’t know which immortal sect he is a disciple from.
Chang You was lost in thought until the girl's pure voice rang in his ears, "Xianming is very famous in the world of cultivation. Part of the reason is because it is top-grade, with beautiful robes and elegance."
"But the main reason why Xian Ming is so famous is because of its owner, Fairy Wan Feng."
Fu Zhu was not worried that Senior Luo Yi would be angry, she was telling the truth.
Fairy Wan Feng has a pure heart and a very good character in the world of cultivation. Male cultivators admire her and female cultivators regard her as a role model.
It is said that half of the female swordsmen cultivators in the world of cultivation love Fairy Wanfeng.
Even Guang Zhu and Lu Xiaoying, who were not sword cultivators, admired Fairy Wan Feng the most.
However, Lu Xiaoying got a sword in the sword tomb and seemed to have turned into a swordsman. I don’t know whether it was true or not.
It's a pity that Fairy Wanfeng died too early, and countless people lamented her.
The magic robe, Xian Ming, was also missing.
