The rabbit was eating ginkgo leaves and looking in the direction of Xiao Yinpu.
Zhang Qing suddenly remembered that ginkgo leaves seemed poisonous, so he pulled the leaves out of the rabbit's mouth. "You can't eat randomly."
Then Rabbit raised his head and glanced at Zhang Qing.
It seems quite aggrieved.
Zhang Qing raised his eyebrows.
Quite spiritual.
Xiao Yinpu looked back and smiled at the right time, "Senior nephew Zhang Qing, that rabbit is a poison-eating spiritual beast, just let it eat."
Hearing this, Zhang Qing lowered his head and stuffed a handful of ginkgo leaves into the rabbit's mouth. Eat, eat, she is too busy.
Yi Qusheng said deliberately sourly: "Master uncle is really partial. We are both master nephews. Why don't you give me a spiritual beast?"
Xiao Yinpu was amused by Yi Qusheng: "Hahaha, you are so serious, why are you arguing with a little girl? Didn't I give you a gift?"
Before Zhang Qing came, Xiao Yinpu had actually given gifts to all three of his senior brothers and sisters, including Yi Qusheng's refining furnace and Ruan Ruibai's sword. Jin Su'er's gift was particularly precious, a large bag of spiritual seeds, and Xiao Yinpu didn't feel any distress at all when he gave it to them.
Spirit seeds are very rare and expensive in the world of immortality. For ordinary spirit seeds, it takes hundreds of spirit stones to buy a small bag. As for precious spiritual seeds, you may not be able to buy them even if you have spiritual stones.
Pills are expensive, pill cultivators are rare, and pill cultivators like Jin Su'er who have fields to farm are even rarer.
If you could be self-sufficient with seeds, who would be willing to spend a lot of money to buy them?
As the saying goes in the world of immortality, if you are poor, you can make alchemy, and if you are rich, you can make alchemy. Alchemy cultivators are a profession that can make you rich or bankrupt overnight. Alchemy cultivators are particularly concerned about their own money, for fear of not having enough to eat one day.
A big bag of spiritual seeds like Xiao Yinpu's was given away for free, which would make anyone look at it painfully.
After that time, Jin Suer's father went to Qingshan Gate to take a closer look, for fear that his friend was doing some shady business.
After all, the economic situation of Qingshan Gate is not much different from that of Tianshan Gate.
Besides, that big bag of spiritual seeds was really obtained by Xiao Yinpu from regular channels.
Even though it doesn’t cost any money.
Zhang Qing looked curiously at the small animals following nearby.
Cats, dogs, rabbits and birds emerged from nowhere and appeared near everyone like stars over the moon, forming a circle with Xiao Yinpu as the center. They did not dare to get close because there were too many disciples following them.
Only a few bold birds landed on his shoulders, their plush little heads nuzzling his face affectionately.
"Uncle Xiao, is this...?" Zhang Qing blinked at Yi Qusheng.
Yi Qusheng leaned forward slightly and explained in Zhang Qing's ear: "Uncle Master, I don't know what kind of physique he has. He is especially attracted to animals. These birds, cats and dogs often bring some good things to him, especially those who have developed spiritual intelligence. Sticking to him even tighter."
Zhang Qing couldn't help but look down at the rabbit in his arms.
Yi Qusheng also reached out and touched the rabbit's ears: "There are many spiritual pets in Qingshan Sect, but I'm afraid this is the only rabbit who is willing to be sent out to stay away from Master Xiao."
Zhang Qing felt that this rabbit was actually not very willing.
It has been glancing at Xiao Yinpu.
His little eyes were filled with resentment.
It's like she's complaining that he gave her away.
The rabbit turned his grief and anger into appetite and kept nibbling the leaves on her body.
It had given all the seeds it had collected for many years to Xiao Yinpu, but Xiao Yinpu gave them away to others.
That's not for free, it's a betrothal gift...
But now even he has been given away by Xiao Yinpu...
Sadness comes from the heart, and the rabbit eats faster.
Xiao Yinpu heard the two people muttering behind him and didn't care. His gentle eyes kept looking at Jin Su'er who was leading the way.
As the number of chirping birds around them and the rustling of trees on the roadside increased, a few people quickened their pace, and before being surrounded by various animals, they got into the conference hall next to the medicine field on the top of the mountain and closed the door.
Then Yi Qusheng took out a magic weapon that looked like a rolled white cloth, grabbed one end of the cloth and waved it gently. The roll of cloth spread along the wall in the room, and finally formed a hemispheric transparent barrier, Surrounded by four people.
"The magic weapons made by my nephew are getting better and better." Xiao Yinpu looked up at the barrier and admired it from the bottom of his heart.
"Thank you, Uncle Master, for the compliment." Yi Qusheng took back the end of the magic weapon and accepted the compliment without humility.
Then he nodded to Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing understood, jumped lightly with the rabbit in his arms, jumped to a skylight three or four meters high, opened the window and climbed out.
Yi Qusheng handed the magic weapon to Jin Su'er, bowed, and retreated from the gate.
Zhang Qing was in charge in the dark, and Yi Qusheng was in charge in the light, guarding this small room.
Only Xiao Yinpu and Jin Su'er were left in the room. The man suddenly understood and his face became serious.
It seems something happened.
The meeting hall of Tianshan Gate is not big. There is only a round table in the room, and there are some edible spiritual fruits and spiritual plants on it.
Monks know how to inediate themselves and cannot use food in the mortal world, but in order to entertain Xiao Yinpu well, Jin Suer still found some edible things.
Her father taught her to discuss things at the dinner table.
"Uncle, sit here." Jin Su'er smiled sweetly, "Uncle, please don't mind us being so cautious. After all, the situation is somewhat special."
Xiao Yinpu sighed and sat across from Jin Su'er: "It's okay, let's talk about it. What happened?"
…
Zhang Qing squatted on the roof, boredly watching a few disciples chattering not far away.
It is a pleasant thing for Tianshanmen to have Xiao Yinpu as a guest. On this day, they didn't have to do their homework or be forced to practice. They just had to entertain Xiao Yinpu.
Although it is a bit exaggerated, this is what Kim So-ah and her head father have stipulated.
It can be seen that Tianshanmen attaches great importance to and trusts Xiao Yinpu.
"Qingqing." Yi Qusheng's voice sounded in his mind, making Zhang Qing stunned for a moment.
"Senior brother?" Zhang Qing looked around, her mask somewhat restricting her field of vision. The amount of turning her head caused the ginkgo leaves behind her to sway like a cloak. The rabbit in his arms snorted dissatisfiedly as his food was taken away.
"Don't look for it, it's the sound transmission from the secret room. I'm still guarding the door. I'll teach you this spell after you build the foundation." Yi Qusheng saw this scene through his spiritual consciousness and couldn't hold back his lips. "How are you doing there?"
"Everything is normal." Zhang Qing was convinced and stuffed the ginkgo leaves into the rabbit's paws and blocked its mouth.
In order to prevent the spies who have not been caught by them from eavesdropping, Yi Qusheng and Zhang Qing are guarding the meeting hall. But Zhang Qing felt that Yi Qusheng alone was enough, and his consciousness was enough to directly cover the meeting hall.
Unless you have to protect him yourself, even if you are a spy, you can't assassinate the senior brother of Tianshan Gate in public, right?
Pretentious utensil repair.
"Ahem... Qingqing, I can hear you."
"……oh."
Yi Qusheng was embarrassed. In fact, he couldn't explain why he wanted to take Zhang Qing to watch with him, but he just didn't want to be alone.
It may be a problem with the slave contract, no, it must be a problem with the slave contract!
"Senior brother." Zhang Qing's voice suddenly sounded, and Yi Qusheng came back to his senses. "What's wrong, Qingqing, is there something going on?"
"No, I just feel bad." Zhang Qing lowered his head and buried his fingertips in the rabbit's down. "Amnesia, joining the Tianshan Sect, practicing Purple Thunder, meeting my father... and now dealing with spies, none of it is I did it on my own initiative, as if something was pushing me.”
"Do you remember the day you met my father?"
