Why did Lu Xiaoyi go to Tianling Sect? Instead of directly at Qianji Sect or other sects?

The reason is very simple. When he was in Sanmen Town, those cultivators who were drinking talked about a lot of things about the sect.

For example, Tianling Sect has a large territory, but it has the most disciples. It has limited resources and fierce competition.

Cultivation requires resources, energy stones, spiritual veins, and various magical medicines.

In this sense, that guy Feng Xiong actually has an advantage, but unfortunately this guy is too stingy.

When Feng Xiong hooked up with Qi Ziqing, if he could guarantee a bottle of Guyuan Pill per month, Qi Ziqing might have knelt down. It would be better to throw out a bottle of Guyuan Pill for training auxiliary elixirs. Of course, they are all cultivators, and Feng Xiong himself doesn’t have enough food, so how could he give Qi Ziqing extra? Refining elixirs also costs money.

On the road to Sanmen Town, the exchange between Lu Xiaoyi and Gui Ling continued.

"If you rebuild the gods, you have a territory? Or a cave, it's okay!" Lu Xiaoyi was reluctant to mention this matter. He finally cheated on money and materials, but he actually spent it on others. He felt very unhappy. This guy was a little rich man. If Gui Ling hadn't been supervising on the side, he would have run away to find a place to live as a landlord.

But it doesn't work. Now he is already on this pirate ship, so he can't walk one way to the dark.

"I won't consider the matter of territory for the time being, so I'll just pull the people up first." Gui Ling means, don't be too ambitious and pull people with peace of mind. Lu Xiaoyi sighed: "Yes, history has proved that no matter how many mortals there are, it's useless."

"That's the reason. As long as our people make their mark in the sect, they (they) will be able to obtain more resources and will have greater grasp of the day when they rebuild the gods in the future." Gui Ling's mouth flew everywhere, and Lu Xiaoyi also felt that it made sense.

However, the bastard Gui Ling ignored the fact that the gods of that year were strangled by the top 100 on the Golden Immortal List. Daluo Jinxian, ordinary cultivation disciples are useful for a good job.

The problem is that Lu Xiaoyi doesn't understand this, and he also cooperates with him: "Yes, let's do it secretly."

"Look, the Sanmen Town Frontier Monument! Finally, he came out of the mountains!" Lu Xiaoyi sighed. It took him three days and three nights to leave the mountain area. In fact, he could let the white tiger fly, but it was too cold. Before the equipment was packed, Lu Xiaoyi didn't want to sit on the white tiger anymore.

The poor white tiger was thrown in the mountains again. Lu Xiaoyi washed away the discolored potion on his face, changed into a gorgeous outfit, polished his magic shoes, and finally put on a pair of sunglasses.

As soon as he released the ox cart, Lu Xiaoyi heard a surprise shout: "Is Mr. Lu ahead?"

Lu Xiaoyi turned around and saw him, one of the girls from Tianling Sect, Qi Ziwei, who was deceived by Su Changfeng to make a cauldron.

"So it's Senior Sister Ziwei, are you in better health?" Lu Xiaoyi didn't subconsciously pretend to be young, but in fact he is really young.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your concern, your body is already well." This woman's face is not as good as Qi Ziqing, but her figure is better. As she spoke, she was full of charm, and her watery eyes were very attractive.

"It's better to meet me by chance than to invite me. Get in the car and enter the town together." Lu Xiaoyi still had a little sympathy for this woman. The cultivation world was not what he thought before, and there were still people who were having a miserable life. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a cultivator who would drink with her.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu!" The woman was not polite at all and came up along the pole.

As Muniu was babbling, Lu Xiaoliu closed his eyes and rested in a pretentious manner. After Qi Ziwei was rescued last time, she guessed in her heart that Lu Xiaoliu was a "expert". Especially her junior sister Qi Ziqing, who secretly chased her out last time and went to seclusion to practice in seclusion when she returned to the sect, must have gained some benefits.

"What's wrong with Mr. Lu going to Sanmen Town this time?" Qi Ziwei spoke carefully and indirectly inquire about the news.

"It's nothing to do, buy some clothes." Lu Xiaoyi told the truth. He just wanted to make himself a more gorgeous saddle. There are materials, but some flashy decorations are lacking. For example, pearls, gems, etc., things that have no practical value in the cultivation world.

"I may be helping with this matter." As Qi Ziwei spoke, her eyes lit up and her tone became sweeter and greasy.

This woman called herself a slave, and Lu Xiaoyi was so tired of being tired of it. Think about it, in front of a rustic bull, a cultivator girl called herself a slave, and she felt so happy. Just like those big stars, who claimed to be a nickname when they were with a poor fan. This poor fan was so happy at that time. Lu Xiaoyi had not completed the psychological level of identity transformation, and she hit the weak point with one move.

"Haha, what can you help?" The tone in this sentence was not as polite as before, and it was a little more intimate.

"I am an outer disciple. There are always three or five days a month when I am sent to do something by the general manager. Today, I come to Sanmen Town to help with the north and south goods warehouses. The managers there are very familiar with me. Master Lu can visit me, and my face is also brilliant." The woman can speak, and she shines her eyes while talking. She is wearing more revealing clothes, so she will quietly pull a little of her collar.

Unfortunately, Lu Xiaoyi was not thinking about it, and he was still thinking about what kind of outfit he had in his mind to deceive more people.

"Overall goods from north and south are there, right?" Lu Xiaoyi asked calmly without falling into the gentle hometown.

Qi Ziwei sighed secretly, Mr. Lu is different from other men. After putting away the calculations in his heart, Qi Ziwei entered the role of a shopping guide. "If Mr. Lu, the only store in this warehouse is the largest within a radius of 500 miles. Mr. Lu might as well take a look first. A sect caravan happened to be back from the extreme north yesterday, and maybe it was a bit in short supply."

"Okay, then go and have a look." Lu Xiaoyi nodded, and the ox cart had arrived at the entrance of the town.

Just when Lu Xiaoyi entered the town, two people came to Sanmen Town to find him. Along the way was Feng Xiong, who brought a junior brother of the same sect, Feng Hu. The two were not the same master, but they had a good relationship and had a life-long friendship. Feng Xiong told him privately that bringing him to meet the master would be of great benefit to his cultivation.

The two brothers have the same figures as the opposite one, one is as fat as a mountain of meat, and the other is as thin as a bamboo pole. The reason for this is that Feng Xiong is good at refining alchemy and making medicines, and often needs to test medicines by himself. As many times as possible, it causes problems in the body. He drinks water and is fat. Feng Hu is good at refining weapons. If you want to make puppet magic weapons, Qianjimen is the best. If you want to refining weapons, Qingnangmen is the best.

Feng Hu is the best among this generation of disciples to refine weapons, but the worst in other aspects. He is the best at refining skills and is not very popular in the sect. After all, Qingnang Sect is mainly used to play elixirs, so there is not much market for refining weapons.

"Junior brother, if you want to make utensils, this master is the strongest person I have ever met. Unfortunately, the master likes to talk about fate in everything, it depends on whether the junior brother can catch his eye." After Feng Xiong's introduction, Feng Hu looked solemn and sighed: "There are not many people in Qingnang Sect, but there are many things to do. Senior brother is well-known in the forest, causing storms, but younger brother can't help too much, and he also needs to support him. I feel ashamed."

Feng Xiong sneered: "I have to thank them for excluding me, otherwise I would not have the chance to encounter Mr. Lu? I went out of the mountain and advanced successfully last time. I hope I can meet Mr. Lu again this time, and I would like to ask him to give me some junior brothers."

In contrast, Qi Ziqing did not bring any good sisters. After successfully advancing, Qi Ziqing had one idea, found Mr. Lu and followed Mr. Lu. She didn't know where Mr. Lu was, so she waited in Sanmen Town. Her consciousness told her that there was only such an opportunity.

Lu Xiaoyi was visiting the north-south goods warehouse, and Qi Ziwei didn't lie to him. The goods warehouse was really big, and she also worked here. The problem is that the things here are so expensive. The same Xuan Tie, only 50 Yuan Qishishi per stone in Bafang City, and 80 Yuan Qishishi here are needed. It is obvious that it is necessary to slaughter people. Anyone who is anxious to ask for this thing will have to be killed.

"Sister Ziwei, this store has a lot of goods, but the price is quite high." Lu Xiaoyi unconsciously was still "pretending to be young", but Qi Ziwei had seen through everything and explained with a smile: "Master Lu, you can't say this. Things in Bafang City are cheap. It takes three days for you to go there, right? This is still you. If you are an ordinary person, you won't have to go there for ten or eight days?"

Lu Xiaoyi's heart is wrong. Is it so far? After careful consideration, it seemed like a wooden bull ran wildly last time, three days and three nights, or four days and four nights? I can't remember it clearly, and Lu Xiaoyi felt a little ashamed when he thought about it. At that time, he was determined to escape, but he really didn't think about it carefully. I remember that the epithelium of my thighs was worn out and it hurt so much.

"Actually, ten days and eight days are not a big deal, but it's not peaceful along the way. Every now and then, there are always some heroes who robbed financial reports and bad lives. You are not afraid, others are afraid." After Qi Ziwei explained this, Lu Xiao's heart was worried. The last time he was lucky, he ran for several days, but he didn't encounter a hero.

Seeing him pondering, Qi Ziwei said again: "Some low-level monks are naturally not under your words. The caravans that traveled around the north are not so easy. Do you think this is the case?"

Lu Xiaoyi did not think about this matter anymore, but changed the topic: "Isn't there a thing brought back from the extreme north?"

Qi Ziwei was secretly happy. The extreme north was thousands of miles away, and the goods she brought back were even more expensive. As long as Mr. Lu bought one, her mission was completed and she didn't have to continue laughing here.

"Master Lu, please come with me!" Qi Ziwei led the way, and according to her own understanding, led Lu Xiaoyi to the medicinal materials. She always felt that in order to improve her cultivation, she always needed some top-level medicinal materials to refine elixirs. Little did she know that this guy could not cultivate the truth and was pretending to behave.

Since he wants to pretend, Lu Xiaoyi has to act like he looks down on the ordinary goods. These medicinal materials are actually good things, including thousands of years of snow lotus, polar bear galls, ice sea silverfish, etc., which are all medicinal materials needed by practitioners.

Unfortunately, Lu Xiaoyi just walked by quickly and did not stop. Qi Ziwei was secretly disappointed and led Lu Xiaoyi to continue looking. Looking through the way, Lu Xiaoyi didn’t need any materials or something in particular for the time being. What he needed was a weapon to show off!
Chapter completed!