Good boy, why are you smiling? Yuwen Zhouyuan raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Refining defensive magic weapons is not easy. If you need any materials, just go to the store and buy them."
Bai Suya said angrily: "It's easy for you to say! Are the materials in the store affordable for us?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan chuckled and said: "Mess Nangong can afford it alone. She has obtained a lot of spiritual stones..."
"Forget it, most of those spiritual stones have been handed over to the sect, leaving only one thousand for Dai'er!" Bai Suya said.
"The sect is too dark, let's take it back! Since Sister Nangong doesn't have enough money, but there are people who do..." Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes suddenly turned to Ximen Zhuliu.
Ximen Zhuliu's heart sank. This guy is looking at me again. Does he think I can do good things? It's obvious that he wants to trick me again.
"But aren't we rich?" Yuwen Zhouyuan laughed and hugged Ximen Zhuliu. Ximen Zhuliu struggled for a while, but couldn't break free, so he had to be reluctantly hugged by his shoulders.
"Senior Brother Zhuliu, that's not bad. After five years of cultivation, he has been promoted to the True Essence. He is the number one cultivator in Wuguang Sect, and he is also the direct disciple of Patriarch Jiang Wuyan. Rich, rich people spend huge sums of money at auctions.
, Junior Sister Dai'er is in urgent need of defensive magic weapons, so I asked you, a wealthy person, to sponsor her."
Ximen Zhuliu smiled awkwardly and cursed in his heart, it's unreasonable! You are richer than me! You stole the Dingyan Fruit and now you are blackmailing me. You are so despicable. I will draw a circle and curse you!
Although Ximen Zhuliu despised Yuwen Zhouyuan's behavior, he still patted his storage bag, took out a small bag, and said, "I have saved a thousand spiritual stones, so just think of it as my sponsorship."
Originally, Ximen Zhuliu wanted to buy something to please Nangong Dai, but now he felt at ease when he took out the spirit stone. The beauty who needed help at this moment would definitely be moved to pieces, so it would be best to offer him his own life.
However, when Ximen Zhuliu took out the spirit stone, he discovered that the beautiful woman did look over gratefully, but her eyes were focused on Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Shameless, so shameless. The spirit stone I took out was obviously made into a good person by this guy. Ximen Zhuliu once again experienced the despicability of Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan, however, suddenly didn't realize it. He took the spirit stone and weighed it, then looked at Ximen Zhuliu, his eyes seemed to say, there's more to it than that.
Ximen Zhuliu was afraid that this kid would reveal that he had two thousand spirit stones, so he simply wanted to be more generous. Anyway, he was planning to buy materials for Nangong Dai. He quickly patted the storage bag again and said, "Oh, I also have some gifts from my ancestor.
I’ll give you the thousand spiritual stones I borrowed.”
Looking at the two thousand spirit stones, Nangong Dai finally looked at Ximen Zhuliu gratefully and said, "Senior Brother Ximen, this is not okay. I can't take what you borrowed from Ancestor Jiang Wuyan."
The beautiful woman was finally moved. Ximen Zhuliu was very happy and thought to himself, if I add a few more words, I risk being punished by my master to give it to you, will the beautiful woman be even more moved?
However, before Ximen Zhuliu had time to speak, Yuwen Zhouyuan intervened again, saying: "Junior Sister Dai'er, if you don't mind, just take it first. I will treat these thousand spirit stones as if they were borrowed from me by Senior Brother Ximen, and I will return them to him in the future.
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"Ah, Brother Yuwen, how can that be done? You only receive 15 spiritual stones a month as offerings. How can I ask you to repay this debt?" It seems that the beauty is more moved by Yuwen Zhouyuan. After all, he is from a high-ranking sect.
The weight of a core disciple taking out a thousand spirit stones is different from that of a casual cultivator taking out a thousand spirit stones. Yuwen Zhouyuan's thousand spirit stones are obviously more valuable.
It seems that Nangong Dai is really forgetful. Even if Yuwen Zhouyuan lacks anything, he will not lack spiritual stones. The reward he received was more than 100,000 spiritual stones.
Ximen Zhuliu was about to vomit blood. This Yuwen Zhouyuan was so bad. He took out two thousand spirit stones at once and was tricked by him.
With Ximen Zhuliu's two thousand spirit stones as a basis, Nangong Dai took out more than five hundred spirit stones herself, and Bai Suya took out another three hundred spirit stones, and together they gathered up two thousand eighty spirit stones.
, and you can also buy some good materials.
But what makes Ximen Zhuliu angry is that Yuwen Zhouyuan, as the biggest wealthy person here and the founder, didn't even pay for a single spiritual stone.
In fact, it wasn't that Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't want to pay, the key was that Nangong Dai wouldn't let him.
However, Ximen Zhuliu was not someone who was passively beaten. He looked at the 2,800 spirit stones in Nangong Dai's hand and had an idea. He pulled Yuwen Zhouyuan aside and whispered: "Junior brother Yuwen, since everyone is
If you want to help Dai'er, don't hide it, how about taking out the Dingyan Fruit?"
Hehe, you are quite shady. If I take out the Dingyan Fruit now, wouldn’t there be treasures that I won’t give to Nangong Dai? There are many treasures in my storage bag. The materials for the defensive magic weapon are sponsored by Sun Zhenjie.
There are a lot of them, but it’s just inconvenient to take them out.
But at this moment when some were excited and others were depressed, an inappropriate voice rang out: "What are you doing in this medicine garden?"
Seeing the person coming, several people with different expressions all changed into the same expression, lowering their heads, but Yuwen Zhouyuan still stood indifferently, looking indifferent.
The person who came was none other than Chang Jiang Qingsong, the outer hall that no one wanted to see.
Jiang Qingsong had long known that Ximen Zhuliu and the other three people came to the medicine garden every day, but she never came.
It was obvious that these three people who came every day must be asking for the items in the medicine garden. He was waiting for Yuwen Zhouyuan to come back, and then caught them while they were secretly digging for spiritual herbs.
Today, he sensed that Yuwen Zhouyuan was back, so he rushed over and waited for a while before breaking through the restriction and launching a surprise attack.
But surprisingly, the scene of secretly digging for spiritual herbs that Jiang Qingsong expected did not appear.
"Zhuliu, what are you doing here?" Jiang relaxed asked coldly.
Is Ximen Zhuliu the one with the highest cultivation level here, or the head of the core disciples in the inner hall? If not him, who should I ask?
"Uncle..." Ximen Zhuliu has been afraid of this uncle since he was a child.
This uncle had a weird temper and was extremely difficult to get along with. Even the patriarch Jiang Wuyan gave him a thumbs up.
"You're hesitating, it's not good at first glance! Do you want to steal something from this medicine garden?" Jiang Qingxing raised his chin and snorted coldly. He had already noticed that the thing Nangong Dai was holding in her hand was probably a stolen spiritual herb.
, haven’t had time to install it yet.
Seeing Jiang Qingsong's cold snort, Ximen Zhuliu was so frightened that he dared not speak and stammered: "Uncle Master, no, that's not the case!"
Seeing Ximen Zhuliu's performance, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but shake his head. This Ximen Zhuliu is really not a good man, and he is too timid. After all, Jiang Qingsong is your uncle, can he still kill you?
In fact, Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't know that Ximen Zhuliu was afraid of his uncle. When Ximen Zhuliu was only six years old, he made a small mistake and was punished by Jiang Qingsong to spend the night with his pet.
Jiang Qingsong's pet was a red-haired man-bear, which was both fierce and ugly. Ximen Zhuliu stayed with the red-haired man-bear all night. At that time, Ximen Zhuliu had not yet cultivated immortality. Of course, he was so scared that he lost his mind.
He now has an irresistible fear of this uncle.
"You still say no! Then what do you have in your hand?" Jiang relaxed glared at Ximen Zhuliu, waved to Nangong Dai and said: "Dai'er, come here, let me see what you have, tell me what you want.
Okay, why steal it?"
Nangong Dai did not dare to go to this uncle. She took a step back and said, "Uncle, this is a gift from Brother Yuwen, not a stolen spiritual herb."
"Really?" Jiang Qingxin raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a look of disbelief. Huh, what kind of gift can you, a little monk who earns fifteen spiritual stones a month, give? Most likely he stole the medicine garden.
The things in it are good people, right?
"Yuwen Zhouyuan, what crime do you deserve?" Jiang Qingsong looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan coldly.
Seeing Jiang's relaxed and unfriendly expression, Ximen Zhuliu felt a happy feeling in his heart. Yuwen Zhouyuan, you are in trouble this time!
But Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't realize anything at all. He took a step forward and stood next to Nangong Dai, smiling and asked: "Elder is on top, Xiaoxiu is on the bottom. Elder, whatever you say is whatever you say, can I refute it?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan's words were cryptic. Jiang Qingsong felt uncomfortable hearing them, but he didn't think much about it. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said, "Then you are saying that I used my power to unjustly accuse you?"
"I don't know whether you have used your authority or not, but you are wrongly accusing me now!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"Do you dare to say that what she is holding is not a stolen spiritual herb from my medicine garden? Huh, don't think I don't know. Nangong Dai wants to win the Cold Flood Dragon Pill in the sect competition, so she is preparing various methods.
The elixir."
It turns out that this girl’s ultimate goal is the Cold Flood Dragon Pill. Oh, you told me earlier, I have several of those pills, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself after listening to Jiang Qingsong’s words.
Nangong Dai raised her head, looked at Jiang Qingshu stubbornly and said, "Uncle Master, you guessed wrong. This is not something from your medicine garden."
"Then let me see it!" Jiang Qing said.
"Just look!" Just when Nangong Dai was about to open her hand, a big hand pressed on it, stopping her.
"Wait a minute!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
Jiang Qingsong looked on coldly and said, "Why, you don't dare to take it out?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan curled up his lips, looked at Jiang and said easily: "Elder Jiang, it's not impossible to show it to you, but what if it's not from your medicine garden?"
"It doesn't mean you didn't steal it," Jiang said easily.
"That's not okay. If you say I stole, I will steal. If you say I didn't steal, I just didn't steal. Although I am just a small cultivator of Qi, I still have dignity!" Yu Wen Zhouyuan was not afraid of Jiang Qingli at all, but
But he quietly winked at Nangong Dai.
Jiang Qingsong could see his little moves clearly, and he was even more sure that Yuwen Zhouyuan was just bluffing to support himself.
"Then what do you want?" Jiang Qingli glared at Yuwen Zhouyuan, boy, you want to kill me?
"I..." A look of panic flashed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes.
Looking at Yu Wen Zhouyuan's performance, Ximen Zhuliu couldn't help but sigh: He's so bold. Yu Wen Zhouyuan is so bold. He actually dares to set a trap for Jiang Qingsong. No one in the entire Wuguang Sect would dare to do this.
Seeing Yu Wen Zhouyuan's panicked expression, Jiang Qingli became even more proud, and said grimly, "Yu Wen Zhouyuan, if this elder is wrong, let me do whatever you want! If you are wrong, hum!"
"I, Yuwen Zhouyuan, am also at the disposal of the elders!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said hurriedly.