The waiter glanced at her: "Fairy, please come this way."
Cheng Yan looked at the room full of beautiful fairy robes with nostalgia and came to the other side. Compared with the colorful fairy robe just now, the men's style here looks much more low-key and calm.
Cheng Yuan recalled that His Highness Qi wore a white robe all day long, coupled with that black and shiny hair. If it weren't for his pretty face, he would sometimes look weird.
She glanced down and picked out a green bamboo-colored robe.
"This dress looks good."
"Fairy has good taste. This is the robe of the Southern Flower Family. The green bamboo has deep shadows, and it matches the one worn by the fairy very well."
Hearing this, Cheng Yan lowered her head and glanced. No wonder she took a fancy to the cyan robe at first glance. It turned out to be her favorite.
"Forget it, just pick the crescent white one for me."
The waiter's face froze slightly, and he introduced the piece again. It was still the Hua family robe, priced at 1,300 spirit stones.
"So expensive?"
"For cassocks, the ones produced by Nanjing Flower Family must be high-quality. The fairy is an acquaintance, so the price is really affordable."
Cheng Yan looked at the robe. To be honest, the material of this robe is indeed better than ordinary robes, but it is just a little.
The reason why it can be sold for such a premium is probably because the cost of transporting it from the south is too high.
The robe itself is not worth the price.
If it were in the south, it would probably be sold for two to three hundred spirit stones at best.
Looking at the rune formations above, they are all simple dust-clearing charms and amulets.
Cheng Yan shook his head after reading it and came to the side and saw many pieces of cloth.
The waiter understood: "If the fairy can refine it by herself, then she might as well buy some better fabrics. We have a new Liuyundian in our pavilion."
"Is this it?" Cheng Yan had already held a piece of white cloth in his hands.
"That's right. The texture of Liuyun Forging is light and thin, flexible and delicate. It can withstand a full blow from Foundation Establishment itself. If a few high-level formation symbols are drawn on it, the robe will definitely be no worse than ordinary robes."
Cheng Yan nodded, bought another copy of Huajia's latest "Hundred Styles of Immortal Robes", and handed over the spirit stone.
Taking advantage of this gap, I bought the best refining materials for making high-level spiritual umbrellas and magical boots.
After Yi Tongcai bought it, Cheng Yuan was in short supply of spiritual stones, so he had to take a Foundation Establishment Pill as an auction item.
Unexpectedly, this Foundation Building Pill attracted the shopkeeper of Ren Bao Pavilion.
"It's you, little friend."
"The shopkeeper is well."
"Okay, okay, last time you sold the silver wire on consignment here for a good price. The elixir this time is of high quality, and it is actually a cloud pattern elixir. You are so lucky, little friend." The shopkeeper said with a smile.
Cheng Yuan laughed and said, "I am also entrusted by others. The shopkeeper has a keen eye. Whenever there is something good, the first thing I think of is you."
These words made the shopkeeper laugh.
"Okay, little friend, this cloud pattern elixir will definitely sell for you at a good price. Let's do this. I will give you a 10% discount on the robe you purchased today."
"Thank you, shopkeeper."
After Cheng Yin left, the waiter asked in confusion: "Shopkeeper, don't you always say that good products will not be discounted, so why did you make an exception today?"
"Don't deceive the young man into being poor. I think what this little friend does is extraordinary. Making friends with him is also Ren Baoge's way to make money." The shopkeeper knocked the waiter on the head: "Read more books if you have nothing to do. , you can never go wrong.”
"I know, shopkeeper." The waiter said with a bitter face.
God knows, he has become a waiter and cannot escape the fate of studying.
…
"Aunt Lan? Are you awake?" Cheng Yan came in holding a bowl of spiritual porridge.
Hearing this, Tinglan opened her eyes: "Young Master... Ah Yun, you are here."
Cheng Yuan took care of Ting Lan and drank the bowl of spiritual porridge, and couldn't help but bring up the old things again: "Aunt Lan, you haven't told me the truth about that year."
"You want to know?"
"nature."
This time she changed her attitude and said resolutely: "Well, when you successfully enter the Golden Core Realm, I will tell you these things exactly."
Cheng Yan frowned: "Isn't it possible to build a foundation?"
Ting Lan shook his head: "Things are not as simple as you think. The more you know, the more dangerous it is. You must have enough ability to protect yourself, and the golden elixir stage is the minimum that Aunt Lan can accept."
"Then you have to promise me that you have to take good care of yourself during this time." Cheng Yan stretched out his finger.
Ting Lan looked at her rare innocent look, smiled and hooked her fingers: "Okay, I promise you. I will take medicine well in the future and try to live longer."
"Then it's settled."
"It's just that I can't be around you anymore."
"Why is this? Are you worried that Yan Qing will discover your whereabouts?" Seeing Ting Lan's silence, Cheng Yuan explained: "Aunt Lan, I'll tell you the truth, the escort team has been searching the city intensively recently, but they dare not enter Xianqi The residence where the disciples live.
Yan Qing was able to dominate the city lord's mansion with one hand, all because the city lord had been seriously injured in recent years and was in seclusion. Now that the city lord has left seclusion, many things are changing.
Yan Qing's arrogance won't last long. "
"Do you really have confidence in the Lord of the City?" Ting Lan asked curiously.
"Although I haven't spent much time with the City Lord, I know that she is a person who can't tolerate sand in her eyes. There must be a reason behind her doing this."
Ting Lan smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Ah Yuan, actually you don't always have to speak up for others. The Lord of the City has been in seclusion for so many years. Because he trusted Jin Zhuo too much, he got involved in the dispute between Jin Zhuo and the sand monster. .
Since I have my own calculations and ideas, I have brought this end to myself.
As for Yan Qing, she has been stubborn and arrogant since she was a child. That's why she is so easily blinded by hatred and acts so unscrupulously. She will pay the price one day.
You have to remember that you should not be too trusting in people and things in this world, otherwise you will only be hurt one day. "
Cheng Yan didn't know why Tinglan said this or what she meant, but she nodded anyway.
"Not to mention anything else, Aunt Lan, I bought a piece of Liuyun Satin and want to make a cassock. Can you teach me?"
"Okay." Tinglan suddenly became energetic when she heard that she had something to do.
Therefore, Cheng Yan had one more thing to do during the day, which was to learn to refine the robes with Aunt Lan.
…
Spring passes and autumn comes.
The scorching heat in the desert of Xianqi City has also come to an end.
This time in the past was the most comfortable time in the ruins, because the refugees finally no longer had to stay underground during the day, but could go out for activities.
After several months of construction, the ruins have already taken on a new look and are no longer the messy mess they once were.
The houses and tiles built by the refugees are the same as those in the outer city.
The only difference is that the ruins are still not within the protection range of the Xianqi Protective Formation.
Cheng Yuan personally built a sandcastle where his 'home' was.
At this time, preparations are being made to build the foundation in the sand castle.
The reason why the foundation was built in the ruins instead of in the city was because the sect had regulations that required any foundation building in the sect to be protected by a foundation-building monk.
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