"Robbery!"

With an embarrassed face, Shen Bao looked at the masked woman in front of him, one pink and one white, with fluttering long skirts.

The woman in the pink skirt is petite and cute, and her peach blossom eyes always seem to have a crooked smile, as if she feels a sense of pleasure when she sees her.

The woman in the white dress is tall and tall, with beautiful eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and even points a sword at her wrist, as warm as mutton fat and white jade.

Seeing the two people in front of him, one of them was very cooperative squatting on the ground and trembling, and the other was admiring himself and his senior sister with a smile. The petite woman in the pink skirt was stunned and asked in a low voice, "Senior sister, why does he look at us like this?" ”

The woman in the white dress shook her long sword and trembled out with a sword chant: "You be serious, hand over the spirit stone." ”

Shen Bao took out a bag of spirit stones and asked, "Then how much should I pay?" ”

When the woman in the pink skirt saw the spirit stone bag, a pair of peach blossom eyes smiled even more: "Eight, no, senior sister, how many spirit stones did we spend on drinking eight-treasure porridge yesterday?" ”

The woman in the white dress was stunned, and replied softly: "Thirteen, deduct your consumables, and return us ten." ”

Shen Bao took out a part and threw the bag of the remaining twenty spirit stones to the woman in the pink skirt: "It's also hot this day, let's go back to Fang City and drink a few more bowls to relieve the heat." Stop being gluttonous and use the Spirit Stone. ”

The woman in the pink skirt caught the bag, opened it and saw that it was actually twenty, and watched Shen Bao pull Nangong Quan away with a cute face: "Senior sister, he gave us twenty, why?" ”

The woman in the white dress was also a little confused, looking at the two who were slowly leaving: "Qingyu, is it wrong for us to do this?" He's a good guy. ”

The petite Qingyu was quickly relieved: "Senior sister, it's okay, he earns a lot of spirit stones a day, and he doesn't care about twenty." Let's buy a few bowls of eight-treasure porridge for Master to take home, and we won't be scolded if we run down the mountain to play this time. ”

……

Shen Bao recognized the two girls at first glance, they were the two sisters Qingyu and Qingyun who were in the porridge shed yesterday.

Senior sister Qingyun is graceful and beautiful, junior sister Qingyu is lively and lovely, and the two daughters are both outstanding and have a few more looks. Who knew that they had spent all the spirit stones and came to ask for them. I didn't even change the iconic pink and white dresses, and it was better to cover my lips with a tulle silk scarf than to make a beauty directly!

As for the obedient handing over spirit stones, the reason is very simple: although they are female cultivators, they have the mid-stage cultivation of foundation building. Instead of making an unpleasant fuss, being caught and beaten by them, and the spirit stone had to be taken away, it was better to take the initiative to break the fortune yourself. Anyway, the twenty spirit stones are not too much for Shenbao now, and they can still leave a good impression on the two sisters Qingyun and Qingyu.

As for the brain-dead idea that Long Aotian pushed down when he saw the girl, he had already thrown it away since the first failure to swallow the stone. When someone else goes to another world, it's the fate of the bastard, and he doesn't even qualify for the trick.

Shen Bao returned to the Lingyun Sect on the way, and seriously came up with a perfect excuse, but the old black head and his group of Gu farmers were reluctant to come back when they found a business opportunity. He and Nangong Quan didn't know how to do business, so they could only honestly return to the Lingyun Sect.

Who knows, from the disciples guarding the entrance of the mountain gate to the deacons in the miscellaneous room, no one cares about the existence of more than a dozen grain farmers. Whether they live or die, it has nothing to do with the Spirit Cloud Sect. Even if Sun Li in the foundation building period didn't come back, Elder Liu of the Sword Room didn't care, and couldn't help but make Shen Bao sigh that the Lingyun Sect was weak.

The only one who asked was the son of the old black man, Xiao Hei, who was only seven years old.

Shen Bao took out a few pieces of sugar cakes bought from Fang Shi, and fooled the past with the reason that an old black head would not come back until next year when he went out. A child of this age, as long as he is well fed and warmly clothed, and he goes to play in the fields, he quickly leaves his father behind.

"Brother Quan, you taught me the Golden Ring Sword Qi, how to cover the three zhang square circle with the least amount of spiritual power?"

On this trip to Mangshanfang City, Shenbao and Nangong Quan became friends. Compared to the rest of the Lingyun Sect, Shen Bao could understand Nangong Quan. This is the classic 'post-traumatic stress disorder', to put it more bluntly, it is to scare the devil.

You must know that the enemies of the demon battlefield are aliens, and the Terran monks are not only enemies in their eyes, but also often delicious food. If you add a little salt and cumin, with a copy of "Ninety-Nine Cooking Methods for Terran Monks", the picture of holding your thighs and gnawing while fighting is not too exciting.

As long as he doesn't fight, Nangong Quan is normal in normal times. Especially the Golden Ring Sword Qi, which consumes the lowest level and consumes the least spiritual power, was forced by him to practice a large-scale mid-level sword move, but the spiritual power consumed was only one percent of the same level sword move!

From the fragmentary information, Shen Bao roughly guessed the reason why Nangong Quan only used the Golden Ring Sword Qi. As the three hundred monks who were designated to be cut off, facing hundreds or even thousands of times the demon army, they could only form a battle formation and rely on each other, so that they could hold up an extra cup of tea, a meal, or just take another look at their homeland.

Nangong Quan was stunned, and said to himself: "With the Golden Ring Sword Qi, let's go home together." The rice doesn't bleed, they don't scream, so they're not afraid. Practice the Golden Ring Sword Qi, we said together, I didn't do it, I didn't do it......"

As he spoke, tears rolled down his eyes. He seemed to see the picture of the two hundred and ninety-nine monks fighting for their lives on the demon battlefield again. They became legends with glory, but they continued to live with shame.

"Don't be sad, it's all over."

Shen Bao can only be so comforting, forgetting that it is pathetic, but it is useful.

……

'Huh', the golden sword qi flickered, covering a six-foot radius of Shenbao.

At the beginning of the sword move, the sharp sword qi can still cut through ordinary branches. At the end of the day, he couldn't even cut off the ears of rice, but was slightly blown by the sword qi.

Nangong Quan slowly recovered his mood and picked up the long sword under his feet: "This can't be rushed, the strength must be steady, otherwise you will die." ”

'Huh', it was still a golden sword qi flickering, but the size was shrouded in a radius of three zhang!

It wasn't until the sword qi disappeared that the plants slowly fell. Whether it is a waist-thick tree trunk, a soft ear of rice, or a floater that is difficult to find with the naked eye, they are all cut in two by the sword qi. The cutting surface is smooth as a mirror, and there is no half-minute burr on the palm of the hand.

Shen Bao's Golden Ring Sword Qi is a book skill, and Nangong Quan is a battlefield killing skill, the product of refining with blood and life.

In the face of such a fierce sword aura, ordinary demon clan soldiers would inevitably be killed. Even if he is a strong cultivator, he will not carry it easily, and often chooses to use arrow spells to exhaust the opponent's spiritual power.

"It's amazing, it's really a trick that eats all over the world, and if you practice this trick Golden Ring Sword Qi, you won't be scared when you encounter a group fight!"

Today's Shenbao has spirit stones, although more than 100 spirit stones are nothing in the eyes of Gao Xiu, but it is definitely a huge amount of money in the Qi refining period. Of course, he would not have the idea of a miser, hiding these more than 100 spirit stone cubs, and immediately improving his cultivation and combat effectiveness was the first priority.

The importance of the Lingyun Sect came out, and this can be regarded as a cultivation sect with rules and regulations. Even if there will be a dog like Qi Changlong, who looks down on people, there will never be wanton killing just for money. He needs to practice at least the means of self-preservation here before he can consider earning more spirit stones.

A spirit stone, under the guidance of Nangong Quan, can release ten weakened versions of the Golden Ring Sword Qi in the most economical way. Until Shen Bao understands the sword qi and releases it freely, he will pursue a wider range of powerful effects.

Absorb spirit stones in the morning, practice sword qi in the morning, and take care of the spirit field in the afternoon, and the small life is quite leisurely.

"Xiao Hei, come, eat this fish."

"Brother, this will hurt your stomach if you eat it!"

"If you eat it, you will become stronger, and no one will dare to bully you."

"Okay, can you be as good as Daddy?"

"Yes."

A piece of raw fish meat is still Shenbao's own local method, the trick of feeding fish with spiritual stone powder. Now that Shen Bao has a big hand in his hand, he naturally will not intercept the fifty spirit stones given by the old black head.

However, he could also understand the old black head, a group of Qi refining stage cultivators suddenly had a way to earn spirit stones, and the benefits that came with it were naturally life and death risks. Perhaps it would be a better choice to leave his son in the Lingyun Sect.

"If virtue is not matched, there will be disaster; Virtue is thin and respectful, wisdom is small and big, strength is small and heavy, and it is rarely enough. ”

Back then, in order to pretend to be a literate person chasing a classical style girl, Shen Bao also spent time familiarizing himself with the Book of Changes.

Kokuro closed his eyes and swallowed the sashimi with fear on his face.

Ever since his father went down the mountain to sell the Spirit Valley, his life has changed. Brother Shenbao's cooking skills are actually quite good, and he can often make food that he has never seen before. This sashimi is not only extremely unpalatable, but it can also cause abdominal pain......

"Brother, my stomach is starting to hurt again!"

Xiao Hei rubbed his belly, trying to relieve the swelling pain.

"Sit cross-legged, follow the method I taught you before, and absorb the aura in your stomach."

Shen Bao himself is a rookie in cultivation, so naturally he can't think of a powerful qi refining method, so to put it bluntly, he still can't hold back and nibble at it. As long as you don't let the spiritual power in your stomach escape, you can always melt into your flesh and blood with time.

The evaluation of a person's cultivation qualifications in the other world is actually the efficiency of the integration of oneself and spiritual power. The shorter the time, the higher the qualification, and the worse the opposite, so there is a killing move to swallow the spirit stone to forcibly stimulate the bloody flesh and fuse the spiritual power!

Xiao Hei's qualifications are medium, much higher than Shen Bao's ordinary grade, but unfortunately the old black head's meager income from Linggu cannot provide him with the resources to practice. The Lingyun Sect doesn't have to think about it, if you want to select elite disciples, you must carefully select the best qualifications, and there is no reason to invest in Xiao Hei.

Compared with those proud sons of heaven who have collected thousands of favors, Xiao Hei has an advantage, obedient.

As a child of a grain farmer, no one is used to him, but the old black head beat him a few times in anger because of the failure of the previous body refining pills! Just imagine, each Body Refining Pill is worth twenty spirit stones, and for the old black head, failing once means that several years of hard work have been in vain.

"Heh, you can still say such a far-reaching sentence at such a young age, quite insightful."

The deacon of the miscellaneous room entered the room with leisurely steps, glanced at Xiao Hei and moved his gaze back to Shenbao. As the direct boss of the grain farmers, Le Xian also knew about Xiao Hei, and even knew about the old black head buying the Body Refining Pill for his son.

"Recently, I have watched "Little Five Elements" a lot, and I am just a little uninspired. Deacon Le must have something to do here, right? ”

He is very modest on the lips, but Shen Bao is disdainful in his heart. The wise sayings in the dignified "Book of Changes" were only praised for 'quite some opinions'. If it is said by the high cultivator of the Yuan Infant Period, it is estimated that it will become a classic quotation in the cultivation world again!

"Although the old black man said that they were gone, the spiritual field that had been reclaimed could not be wasted. You go to the mine to select some miners who are quick with their hands and feet, and help sow the next season's grain seeds first, and you can still produce some spirit valleys. ”

"How do you calculate the output?"

"One out of ten."

"A bunch of mine slaves, even if they can carry water and sow seeds, I still have to work to repel insects, weeds and comb the spiritual veins. If it is not recorded, it will be one out of twenty. ”

"Eat and drink yourself, and don't die more than three people a month."

"Okay."