"This price won't work." Mo Tianliao threw the storage bag full of spirit stones back, and hugged Qingtong's waist tightly, regretting that he didn't directly carry the cat back.
Feng Suliu's eyebrows stood upright, and the aura of his whole body increased in vain: "Zhengtian, you have to be disciplined in everything you do. I'll give you this price if you want.
"I heard that you occupied my medicine garden," Mo Tianliao raised his hand, and the servant beside him immediately filled his cup with wine, frowned slightly, poured the wine with a flick of his wrist, and said coldly, "Tea! "
The servant was taken aback and entered this devil palace. He had never seen the devil lose his temper before, but he just didn't laugh, but now he is actually angry. He quickly changed the tea and filled it with trembling.
Mo Tianliao brought it to his mouth and tasted it. The temperature was just right, and he handed it to Qingtong.
Qingtong took it and took a sip.
"Hey, I've been sitting for so long, and no one has poured a cup of tea. What's going on with your servants in the palace?" Feng Suzheng immediately quit when he saw this.
"A cup of tea and a piece of high-grade spirit stone." Mo Tianliao said coolly, "Don't change the subject, my medicine garden."
"Zengtian, you are poor and crazy!" Feng Su pinched his waist and wanted to scold him. Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced at Qingtong, who was looking at her calmly. He suddenly extinguished his arrogance. In front of the beautiful woman, don't lose your demeanor, throw a piece of spiritual stone into the hands of the servant, exchange for a cup of tea, look up, and gulped down. I just talked too much, I was really thirsty.
Qingtong looked at the two of them. You came and went to bargain with me. He was a little sleepy and couldn't help yawning a little.
Feng Su looked at the elegant yawn, and suddenly forgot what to say, "Whoosh" a cup lid came over, she raised her hand to catch it without looking at it, and kneaded it into powder: "This old lady's face is like jade, If you get hurt, you won't be able to pay."
"The lid of the Qingxuan stone cup, three high-grade spirit stones." Mo Tian said calmly.
Feng Su patted the table: "You motherfucker... Cough, you've been dead for three hundred years, and you can't divide what you don't own? It's enough that we didn't turn over your nest." Halfway through swearing, he suddenly stopped. Stopped, changed into a graceful and moving gesture, and slowly persuaded.
Qingtong couldn't hold it anymore, and dozed off leaning on the big welcoming pillow of the throne.
Calcined Heaven's medicine garden, said to be a medicine garden, is actually a mountain range, full of exotic flowers and plants, and many rare alchemy and alchemy materials in the magic way are from here, which are very valuable. Because Feng Su wanted to maintain her appearance, she often had to take medicinal pills, which she needed very much in the garden, and she had to get two immortal cities to grab it at the beginning.
After talking for a long time, the two could not reach an agreement. Feng Su added 20% of the price and asked Mo Tianliao to repair her hairpin quickly. In a few days, Momen would come to offer her offerings, fearing that she would be embarrassed at that time.
Qingtong opened his eyes and met a pair of eyes full of peach blossoms. He looked left and right, but Mo Tianliao was nowhere to be seen.
"You are Zongtian's Taoist companion, right?" Feng Su leaned on his chin and looked at him.
Daoist? Qingtong sat up and tilted his head slightly. Usually, people would say, you are Zongtian's magic pet, you are so small... This is the first time someone said that they are Taoist companions, but I have to say, this kind of rhetoric listens More pleasant to the ear.
Ordinary people see Mozun holding a beautiful woman, and they will think that this is Mozun's concubine, but Feng Su is not such a brainless person. After entering this temple from Qingtong, she can see this person's cultivation base. On par with her. How could a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation stage be a male pet for Zongtian? What's more, judging from the careful look of Zongtian, it is more believable to say that Zongtian is this beauty's male pet.
"No." The thin lips parted lightly, and said two words lightly. Qingyue's voice was like a piece of jade in Kunshan, and it was extremely pleasant.
Feng Su was fascinated by this sound, and could not help but get closer: "Then you are..."
I am his master, he is me grabbing the board, just as Qingtong was about to speak, he saw Mo Tian rushed over like a breeze, threw Fengsu away, and threw the repaired ebony hairpin to her: "You can Go away."
"Didn't you say you want to go back to the furnace to re-train? Why is it so fast?" Feng Su was taken aback for a while, and took her spirit tool to test it, and it was indeed repaired.
"It's fast." Mo Tian said without blinking. In fact, Fengsu's spiritual tool has its own flaws. There are many small formations in it. As long as the spiritual tool is damaged, these small formations will escape. If it is scattered, the function of the spirit tool will be affected. To fix it, you only need to redraw the small array. But other craftsmen couldn't see it anyway, which caused Feng Su to spend more money on spiritual tools over the past few hundred years than the original crafting tools.
In the past three hundred years, she has not been repaired and repaired by Jiaotian, and the spiritual tool has been half-remained and barely usable, but the palm of Mingyu a few years ago also broke the wind array, so I had to Find someone to fix it.
Feng Su was so choked that he almost passed out. It took seventy-seven and forty-nine days to refine this spirit tool for her at the beginning, and it took less than an hour to recreate it. How about a liar
"Aren't you in a hurry to use it?" Mo Tianliao licked his ears, "Just put it in the dantian to warm it up for a while."
The so-called re-refining actually means repairing the damage of the outer shell. This is not necessary for the spiritual tool. As long as it is warmed in the dantian for a while, it can be restored.
Feng Su rolled her eyes, she and several other Demon Venerables were used to Zongtian, and there was nothing she could do about him, she could only admit it. The entire Taixuan Continent could not find a second such powerful refiner. If he wanted to use a good weapon, he had to pay a high price and endure his strange temper.
"The Supreme Conference will start soon, I will help you deal with Chi Xiang, you can give me that medicine garden," Feng Su put away the spiritual tool, "I don't care about the extra money you charged today."
Mo Tianliao directly threw Feng Su out, and made it clear that there were important refining materials in the medicine garden, and he would not let anyone else say anything. If you insist on not paying him back, you will be beaten at the Supreme Conference.
"Your Highness!" A group of female cultivators in black dresses were waiting outside, and when they saw the Demon Venerable descending from the sky, they immediately jumped up in the air to greet them.
Feng Su used the strength of several female nuns to turn over in the air, thus avoiding the end of his face on the ground.
Falling gracefully to the ground, Feng Su straightened his clothes, turned his head, and looked at the majestic Forged Heaven Demon Palace behind him, and curled his lips slightly: "Go to Zhengdao and find a portrait of the real person Qingtong of Woyunzong."
"Yes!" The leading woman bowed in response.
Just as he was talking, he saw a tall man holding a puppy and hurriedly walked towards the gate of the magic palace.
Feng Su sat on the topless soft sedan chair and sneered: "It's really interesting."
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"What Am I to You"
Master: What am I to you
Woodworker: You are my cat.
Master: Then what
Woodworker: So I can carry you in my arms!
Woodworker: What am I to you
Master: You are my catcher.
Woodworker: (expecting) Then what
Master: This way I can scratch you.
Woodworking: …