There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Gu Xia didn't know its tangle, and knocked on the alchemy furnace thoughtfully: "Then do we pass it?"

"Forget it-" Shit!

Under the extremely "friendly" eyes of the three people, Jianshi swallowed the rest of his words very wisely and changed the subject.

"Well...why doesn't it count?"

Forget it, Jianshi thought silently.

It calls those who know current affairs a hero, not because it is a coward!

"That's good." Gu Xia patted the alchemy furnace and asked, "Where's the opportunity? Where's the treasure?" Take it out and let her see it.

"Then you should let me out first?!" What kind of trouble is this going to cause by covering it?

Xu Xingmu simply refused: "No! What if you run away?"

"Little Junior Sister, this thing is very slippery, you must not be fooled by it."

The sword lying in the alchemy furnace ready to go: "..."

It lay down again silently.

Forget it.

Gu Xia glanced at it calmly, feeling that what the second senior brother said made sense.

The three of them gathered together and slowly focused their gaze on Jian Shi in the alchemy furnace. That smile looked strange.

The sinister look on his face gave Jian Shi a bad premonition.

Sure enough, the bad premonition came true.

"Ugh...you, you...you're going too far!!!"

Jian Shi spat out and his eyes were full of stars: "I want to condemn you!"

It turned out that these three people, one on each side, were eager to swing the alchemy furnace left and right like a roly-poly. The sword lying inside was so dizzy that it almost lost its direction.

"Hey, hey, let's all sway together." Gu Xia smiled and said: "There is no other way, we can't knock you out, we can only use physical attacks."

I can’t believe you’re still not dizzy!

As expected, the sword was stunned, and his head was buzzing. When Gu Xia opened the alchemy furnace, it was floating lightly in the air, as top-heavy as if he was drunk.

Xu Xingmu watched it from the side.

Feng Luocheng sighed: "I didn't expect your broken pill furnace to be quite strong."

He knocked on the furnace body and patted it a few more times, and the pill furnace fell to the ground with a bang.

Feng Luocheng: "..." Why is this such a conflict?

Gu Xia stopped immediately, pushed him aside and hugged her little broken pill furnace distressedly: "You don't have to love me, but please don't hurt me, do you understand?"

This is her little friend, and they have a deep friendship.

She touched the worn patterns around the alchemy furnace and said with a happy face: "It's not broken." Then she put it into the mustard bag.

"Another good furnace for mending."

Ah this.

Seeing the distressed look on her face, Feng Luocheng felt very sorry. He asked, "Did Jiang Chaoxu give this to you too?"

It seems that Taiyi Sect's life is really sad, and the alchemy cultivators are almost unable to uncover the pot.

Otherwise, it would be really hard for him to imagine how someone could use such a shabby alchemy furnace.

You must know that the quality of the alchemy furnace is very important to whether the elixir can be produced. Ordinary alchemy furnaces are not stable enough, so the possibility of explosion is greatly increased.

He was thinking this, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud. Gu Xia looked confused: "Huh?"

After a pause, she realized that this person thought that her fourth senior brother was too poor to afford an alchemy furnace. She couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth and mumbled: "Yeah."

"Ah..." Feng Luocheng said in a complicated tone: "Are you so poor?"

Will Jiang Chaoxu be poor?

She and Xu Xingmu looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes.

So who are they? Beggar?

Suddenly I was offended.

"this is for you."

Suddenly, Feng Luocheng pulled out a very good quality pill furnace from his pile of colorful pill furnaces and handed it over.

He is a very coquettish person. He has five or six alchemy furnaces with different colors, which are a bit dazzling at first glance.

Gu Xia was a little flattered: "Eh? Did you give it to me?"

"Of course!"

After receiving a positive reply, Gu Xia naturally took it into his pocket without any hesitation.

Just kidding, this is free equipment.

Don't be in vain.

Although her fourth senior brother also gave her an alchemy furnace, who can have too much of a good thing?

Besides, this is the alchemy furnace used by the Yanxia clan. When she runs out of money, she will put it up for auction.

Whoever bids the most gets it and makes a fortune.

Naturally, Feng Luocheng didn't know that her mind had gone so far. After Gu Xia came to her senses, she patted his shoulder and said in a sincere tone: "Thank you, you are quite a nice person."

Feng Luocheng trembled inexplicably: "...No, you're welcome."

Mom, why did he suddenly feel cold on his back?

Xu Xingmu glanced over. He was not interested in the alchemy furnace and was a little bored: "Little junior sister, have you forgotten this thing?"

He patted the motionless figure lying on the ground with his spiritual sword.

He looked as peaceful as death.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Gu Xia instantly came over and pulled the sword to wake him up.

She made two gestures with the spiritual sword in her hand and asked, "Where is the opportunity?"

Time was running out, and she remembered that the male and female protagonists had gathered in this small area. What if someone got there first?

If you want to have the aura of a heroine, she can get all the good things and resources first.

But this was the home field of sword cultivators, and in terms of talent, her second senior brother was no worse than the others.

Besides, for such a mysterious thing as chance, who can get it depends on their ability.

She was really annoyed by the sword power and finally couldn't pretend anymore. It floated in mid-air and said angrily: "Follow me."

……

This is Jianshi's territory, and it is naturally the most familiar with it. It swung around with the three brown candies behind it for a long time, but it couldn't get rid of it.

In the end, he still brought the person to the destination with a stinking face.

Gu Xia raised her eyebrows.

It's very open and quiet here, with an indescribable feeling of tranquility.

However, the next second, someone suddenly broke the peace.

"The little girl is here? Let me see where she is!"

Who is this?

Gu Xia subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound, only to see an angry old man with white beard and white hair approaching in the blink of an eye.

Gu Xia stared without blinking.

Of course she didn't know what the old man was angry about, and that wasn't what made her most curious.

Rather, his figure was somewhat illusory and obviously uncertain.

——This is...a remaining phantom of spiritual consciousness?

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