My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

After Qin Ran left, Li Shiyin reluctantly walked to the storage room.

A storage room is a place that needs a lot of space, so naturally there is a Qiankun formation. The space inside is much larger than it looks from the outside, almost catching up with the ratio change of the inside and outside of the exercise room.

This is the first time Li Shiyin has entered the storage room. As soon as she came in, she was stunned by the dense and messy things inside. At a glance, it feels like there is everything, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

There are tools here, hoes, shovels, sickles, and backpacks; there are unfinished or failed defective products of the master, broken tables, broken chairs, broken formation templates, broken guardrails, etc.

Wait, guardrail?

Li Shiyin held a hoe and shovel in her hand, and suddenly found that there was something wrong with the guardrail.

She looked carefully, and the more she looked, the more strange it felt, so she walked over with the hoe and shovel and moved the guardrail straight.

This guardrail...

Well, it's very strange.

There is a metal guardrail around it, about five feet high, and the base is a metal product that is one foot long and three feet wide. There are some strange patterns on it, probably array patterns.

The reason why this thing is strange is that the metal product on its base looks a bit like a sword.

Li Shiyin touched his chin and circled around it for a few times. Suddenly, he remembered that his master seemed to be afraid of heights, and he couldn't help but make a bold guess.

Although it's a bit outrageous, but...

This should be, probably, or may be, the master's flying sword!

Qin Ran, who was rushing down the mountain, suddenly shuddered and almost lost his balance and fell from the middle of the mountain. He hurriedly stopped, only to feel a little cold on his back, as if he had forgotten something very important.

But he couldn't remember it for a while, so he had to continue on his way.

When he ran to the main peak assembly square, he suddenly remembered that his epic invention-the guardrail flying sword seemed to have not been put away!

"She just went in to get a hoe, she shouldn't be discovered!" He comforted himself, "How could it be such a coincidence?"

But he always felt guilty and uncomfortable, and there was a famous law spinning around his head, the name of that law is, Murphy's Law.

The assembly square is very lively today, much more lively than usual...mainly because there are more people selling things at stalls.

The reason is that the Daojian Sect's Dao Conference has just passed, and the sect has accepted many new disciples. This time is a good time to teach them the first lesson in the world of immortal cultivation. As we all know, newcomers are always the easiest to deceive.

The cultivators who set up stalls to sell things in Daojian Sect are not all cultivators of Daojian Sect. There are also some cultivators from other sects and wandering cultivators.

Qin Ran came here today, on the one hand, to buy some daily necessities for Li Shiyin. The little girl has been wearing a bright yellow dress for several days, and she has to change it;

On the other hand, he wants to buy some sword cultivation techniques, sword techniques, body techniques, escape techniques, and combat techniques, he needs them all.

If Li Shiyin wanted to pursue the path of sword cultivation in the future, he would have to prepare all these for her.

Qin Ran was not a celebrity, and he was only in his twenties. Without the chief robe, no one would recognize him when he walked on the street. He was far less impressive than the celebrities among the new disciples. He was dressed in an ordinary green robe and walked from the other end of the square, passing the disciples practicing in the square, and came to the small market. No one came up to greet him.

Yes, in addition to the stalls, there were many people practicing in the square. After all, the original purpose of this gathering square was to allow disciples to practice martial arts.

When he arrived at the small market, Qin Ran started from this end and walked to the other end of the market. If he saw something interesting on the way, he would stop and take a closer look. If the price was right, he would also take out spirit stones to buy it.

However, he had visited more than a dozen shops along the way and bought a lot of strange medicinal materials, but he could not find an interesting method.

There were not many shops left. If he could not find a suitable method, would he go to the Transmission Hall to ask? But Daojianmen is not a big sect after all, and Qin Ran doesn't like the public skills. Or does Li Shiyin really want to join Jianfeng to learn Jianfeng's secret skills?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly found a skill on a stall.

This stall is just an ordinary stall, with a piece of cloth mat, and some messy books and jade slips. The owner of the stall is also an ordinary-looking young man.

But, in the world of immortal cultivation, appearance and age are never the focus.

The skill is called "Dayan Sword Classic", which is a yellow and cracked jade slip. The jade slip is too damaged. When I went in to check it, I felt it was broken and chaotic.

"What's the situation?" Qin Ran asked the stall owner.

"I don't know." The stall owner replied, "It's a family heirloom. It looks like this when I took it out of the box. It's been a long time, right?"

Family heirloom? Qin Ran pouted secretly, not knowing which tomb he had stolen it from. Could it be that so many skills and secrets are family heirlooms?

But he just looked disdainful in his heart, but his expression didn't show it. Because this kind of place is like this, the monks set up stalls to sell things, some are real and some are fake, you can buy or not, but never ask the origin of the things.

Even the Daojian Sect only gave a piece of land for people to set up stalls, and never interfered with specific transactions. If you suffer a loss here and buy fake goods, don't make a fuss, because no one will make a decision for you, only people will laugh at you.

Of course, if you have the ability to cause trouble afterwards, no one will care...

"How much does it cost?" Qin Ran asked in a flat tone.

Seeing that Qin Ran wanted it, the stall owner asked for a price: "One thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Qin Ran said nothing, put the jade slip in front of his forehead, looked at the inside of the jade slip with his consciousness, and asked: "Is there any secret formula for unsealing?"

The unsealing formula, which is the formula for decrypting the jade slip, is equivalent to the power-on password of a mobile phone. Without the formula, the specific content inside the jade slip cannot be read.

"There is a formula." The stall owner replied.

"Ten pieces of low-grade spiritual stones." Qin Ran counter-offered.

"If you don't want to buy it, get out!" the stall owner yelled angrily.

Qin Ran's expression still didn't change. He squatted in front of the stall and picked something. Then he picked up a movement technique called "Tiger Triple Leap" and a sword technique called "Fuyun Sword Art" and motioned to the stall. The master said: "Ten pieces of low-grade spiritual stones, plus these two techniques, can I sell them?"

Seeing that Qin Ran was ungrateful, not only did he not increase the price, but he also wanted to increase the price. The stall owner's expression changed dramatically, from anger to... flattery. He was afraid that Qin Ran would regret it, so he said anxiously: "Deal!"

"Damn, we lost again!" Qin Ran cursed in his heart, taking out ten spiritual stones from the Qiankun bag and chanting to the stall owner.

The stall owner told Qin Ran the formula for unsealing the two jade slips in a secret voice.

Qin Ran nodded, put all three techniques into the Qiankun bag, stood up and continued walking forward.

At this moment, a young disciple who had been waiting for a long time came over and shouted: "Master Qin, please stay."

Call yourself? Qin Ran frowned and looked back. He saw a handsome young man in black clothes, but he didn't recognize him. He asked, "What's the matter?"

"This junior is Huang Feiyu, a disciple of Jianfeng. I would like to ask my senior for a favor." Huang Feiyu bowed respectfully to Qin Ran and said.

Although Qin Ran is not very old and his cultivation level is not high, he is indeed the leader of Dan Peak. Hearing that this person is a disciple of Dao Jianmen, he accepts this gift calmly.

"Junior wants to buy some Ice Condensation Pills, but he doesn't understand the pills..." Huang Feiyu felt happy when he saw that Qin Ran didn't reply but was still standing there and said hurriedly, "I wonder if Senior has any?" Time, help a bunch of disciples.”