Xie Jiuniang has never gotten off the flying boat.
Even though she was thinking about asking the master of Rongsheng Chamber of Commerce to renovate the small palace, she did not go to find Song Baoer.
Taoist Guangcheng asked her to stay in the flying boat and not to wander around.
She has promised it well, so we can't go back on our word.
Xuanyuan You went to the Sword Sect for a visit and met Song Baoer. He came back and told Xie Jiuniang, "Song Ersha was injured, and it was quite serious."
"Can it be cured?"
"it should be OK."
"That's nothing. It's good enough that we can come out of the secret realm alive. Look at our Feizhou disciples, more than half of them are injured." Xie Jiuniang said in a low voice and glanced at Feizhou's fellow disciples.
Many of them are miserable.
At this time, from time to time one or two disciples would come up to the flying boat, all of whom had just come out of the secret realm.
Everyone looked a bit embarrassed.
At this time, another person came up, it was Qiao Shiyun.
Qiao Shiyun was filled with murderous aura and the smell of blood was quite strong at this time, and it was unclear whether it came from a monster or a human.
As she stepped onto the flying boat, she performed a dust-purification spell.
She looked around, paused at Xing Luan, then fell on Xie Jiuniang. Then she smiled, walked towards Xie Jiuniang, and sat down in the empty space next to them.
Qiao Shiyun smiled and said, "Junior Sister Yuan Xi, are you okay?"
"Fortunately, I'm not hurt. How's Senior Sister Qiao San?" Xie Jiuniang greeted politely.
Qiao Shiyun said: "Not bad. I haven't met a junior sister in the secret realm, but I have heard of your deeds."
"Sister, please don't make fun of me."
Xie Jiuniang answered shyly and timidly.
Qiao Shiyun smiled, but in her heart she just wanted to call him a little fox. Why pretend to be innocent and cute? Who doesn't know who
Qiao Shiyun turned to look at Xing Luan, "Who is this senior sister... Please forgive my poor eyesight, why haven't I seen her before in the sect?"
"I'm Xing Luan, a disciple of Danfeng." Xing Luan introduced himself simply.
Qiao Shiyun's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and she was about to say something, but Xing Luan smiled at her, and immediately swallowed back the words she was about to say.
Xie Jiuniang noticed something strange about Qiao Shiyun.
As a disciple of the master, he naturally knew a lot about the sect. The older disciples all knew about Xing Luan's disappearance, so it was not a secret. It was nothing to be shocked by suddenly seeing a living person.
Qiao Shiyun collected her thoughts, sat cross-legged and regulated her breathing.
Don't be fooled by the fact that she looks fine. In fact, she doesn't have much spiritual power left.
Xie Jiuniang and others did not disturb her.
Xie Haoran, Xie Ying and others were sitting not far from Xie Jiuniang.
The group was also recuperating from their injuries.
Xuanyuan You was next to Xie Jiuniang. Suddenly, his eyes rolled and he whispered in her ear, "Little profiteer, don't you want to do business?"
"No, it's tiring." Xie Jiuniang didn't want to move.
Xuanyuan You touched his chin and said, "Let me do it."
"Okay, it's best to sell healing medicine. I'm sure someone will buy it if you offer a higher price." Xie Jiuniang and Xuanyuan did not consume much medicine while traveling in the secret realm.
She took out most of the pills and handed them to Xuanyuan You.
Xuanyuan You then became active among the disciples, enjoying himself. Xie Jiuniang made another fortune without any effort.
When the time comes, the secret realm will be closed.
The disciples who did not come out will never have the chance to come out again. In thousands of years, the only one who was lucky enough to come out alive was Xing Luan.
The disciples of various sects suffered heavy casualties, but there was not much sadness.
In the world of immortal cultivation, there are too many situations where one has to face death, and the life span of an immortal cultivator is very long. If one feels sad every time one sees death, then how can one still live? There is a reason why immortal cultivators are said to be emotionally indifferent.
The sect’s flying boat took off.
The three-month secret realm training officially ended.
Everyone will start their journey home.
I can only find an opportunity later and ask Song Baoer to introduce me.
During the journey, strong men came one after another to take away their seriously injured youngsters in advance. Among them was the Lin family's God Transformation Patriarch, who took Lin Wangchen away. There was also Master Mu Hong.
When Master Mu Hong received the news from his disciple Xing Luan, he immediately came out of retreat and rushed over, taking the person away in advance.
With the help of a powerful god to lead the way, the journey was relatively safe.
More than a month later, when Xie Jiuniang returned to the sect's mountain gate, she felt as if she was in another world.
"You little profiteer, get down quickly. What are you daydreaming about?" Xuanyuan You urged.
Xie Jiuniang put away the cushion and walked out again, with Dashan following closely behind her.
The Yuanying monster and a little golden monkey cub are very eye-catching.
Jump off the flying boat and land on the ground.
There were several tables set up in the square, and there were also stewards from the Sect Affairs Hall and some disciples from Danfeng who were there to treat the injured disciples. Of course, there was a fee for treatment, but it was not expensive.
Xie Jiuniang saw Mo Chuan.
Mo Chuan was healing a disciple.
Qiao Shiyun stood beside him and talked to him.
However, Xie Jiuniang didn't care. Instead, the sword spirit heard the gossip and said, "Hey, dog owner, I know a secret."
"What secret?"
"That guy named Mo Chuan didn't go to the secret realm this time, right? It turns out that he owed Qiao Shiyun a favor, so he gave the spot to Qiao Shiyun as a way of repaying the favor."
“No wonder.”
Xie Jiuniang's reaction was indifferent.
This is not an important secret. Just treat it as gossip. Go and queue up to hand in your tasks to the sect first.
The sect's mission is to pick rootless vines, black ice figs, and witch flowers. Picking ten of each is the minimum requirement. If the number of one is insufficient, you can pick the other two to make up for it.
Of these three things, the rarest is the Black Ice Fig.
The other two aren't too hard to find.
During the two months that Xie Jiuniang and Xuanyuan traveled, they even left the range of the map and collected a considerable amount of fruits.
Xuanyuan You was busy counting things, "How much does this little profiteer want to hand over?"
"Didn't they say ten plants of each kind?" Xie Jiuniang asked back.
"You can pay more, the contribution points won't be reduced. We are not alchemists, so there is no point in keeping them. If you are worried that you may need them in the future and not be able to find them, you can leave one or two."
"you're right."
You can keep one or two plants in case of emergency in the future.
It would be useless if there were more. Xie Jiuniang's alchemy skills were not high. But when she observed the disciples in front of her, she took out at most thirty plants. There were also some disciples who did not have enough, so she used other spiritual plants to make up for it...
Xie Jiuniang was silent.
Thinking of the hundreds of rootless vines and lich flowers in the storage ring.
There are also thirteen black ice figs.
If I really hand it all in, it will attract too much attention.
Xie Jiuniang turned to look at Xuanyuan You, thinking of the number of things he had, which was not as many as hers, but also numbered in the hundreds. However, she and Xuanyuan You silently exchanged positions.
"You come first." Xie Jiuniang decided to give him the limelight.
Xuanyuan You did not doubt it. When it was his turn, he took out more than two hundred spiritual plants designated by the sect, which attracted the attention of everyone present, including Taoist Guangcheng.
Taoist Guangcheng was speechless.
This is a really stupid thing!
(End of this chapter)