No, junior sister has risen to the top just by farming!

Chapter 112 I am very trustworthy
"Master, do you have anything else to say?"

"Xiao Rao, I hope you can help the senior brothers and sisters of Xianyun Sect in the future."

Mr. Fang still remembered that Taoist Chang Yuan said that she belonged to the Chaos Yuanling.

Then Bai Rao will never stay in the small place of China mainland in the future, she will go to a wider world.

Chaos Yuanling's cultivation speed is beyond the reach of others.

Mr. Fang also understood that there was no hope for him to return to the spiritual world in this life, and he hoped that Master would not blame him.

Mr. Fang slowly blew out the smoke ring, and the white mist rose, "If I see your master in the future, say hello for me."

"Master." Bai Rao bowed deeply, "Meeting you is my greatest opportunity. I will never forget everyone in the Xianyun Sect. As for what the master said, say hello to the master. I believe the master wants to see you more. .”

It's not that Bai Rao can't say anything, but he feels that Mr. Fang has accepted his fate too early, as if he knew that his death was coming.

If possible, Bai Rao believes that Taoist Changyuan would like him to see Mr. Fang.

Meeting the Xianyun Sect was indeed Bai Rao's biggest opportunity. Otherwise, she would still be busy working in the courtyard every day and occasionally take time off to practice.

There would be no gifts given by these senior brothers and sisters to sustain her during those days of mischief.

Bai Rao knew that it was largely her fault that Diandian left.

If she hadn't insisted on winning that mission, Diandian wouldn't have suffered more from An Dongmei.She could have avoided those injuries and not lost confidence in cultivating immortality.

And because she insisted on going her own way, she felt that Diandian should know the truth about the death of her parents and sister. After telling her, her belief collapsed and she completely lost Diandian as a good friend.

In the vast continent of China, if Dot and Dot leaves, they will not see each other again.

Mr. Fang paused for two seconds, and then laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I was too worried too early. I leave the Magic Butterfly Grass to you and Ling Long. Ling Long is a straight-tempered person with a cold mouth and a warm heart."

Ling Long stopped Fang Lao's sensationalism: "Master!"

Bai Rao gave Mr. Fang a reassuring smile, "Oh, Master, don't worry, it's not too late for me to like Senior Sister."

Those who didn't know thought they had left and never returned. Oh no, after they came back, Mr. Fang was not there.

"Linglong, come here."

Ling Long took a step forward, and Fang Lao pressed a mustard seed bag into her hand.

"These are some spiritual stones that I have accumulated for you to auction. Of course, the rest must be brought back to me, and you cannot keep it for yourself!"

"Master, you..."

Ling Long felt something was wrong when Mr. Fang, who had always been stingy, was so generous.

Elder Fang didn't want to listen to her anymore and urged: "Let's go quickly, your senior brother waits for no one in danger."

Ling Long didn't want to say anything anymore. He summoned his natal sword and pinched it to make the sword bigger. When Bai Rao jumped on the sword, he quickly flew away from Xianyun Sect in the direction of Huangyuan Empire.

"Master, what's wrong with you today?" Even Fang Xiuran, who had always been mad, felt something strange about Mr. Fang.

Mr. Fang sighed and said no more: "It's nothing, let's go in."

"Okay." Fang Xiuran stopped asking and followed Mr. Fang back to the yard.

As if Lao Fang suddenly remembered, the other party Xiu Ran ordered: "You can't be lazy anymore, you must practice hard."

"Ah, Master." Fang Xiuran complained, "It's not like you don't know that my talent is not very good and there is no hope of promotion in this life!"

He knows his own strength, so he doesn't want to fight for the road that everyone is fighting for.

Mr. Fang hated the fact that iron cannot become steel, and angrily said: "Then you are going to hide behind the two junior sisters all your life? Who can save them when they are in danger? It's not like you don't know the situation of your senior brother!" Even if Ye Ling is rescued, Those people from the demon world will come here sooner or later and kill Ye Ling.

Mr. Fang is also anxious. He doesn't know how long he can stay in the Chinese mainland.

"I just need to work harder in the future. Master, don't be angry."

Fang Xiuran patted Mr. Fang's back flatteringly to calm down his anger.

Mr. Fang couldn't do anything about Fang Xiuran, "You, you, you."

Fang Xiuran was a little beggar picked up during his travels, and there was not much hope that he would ascend in the future.Mr. Fang was just afraid that Xiu Ran would be deceived into losing his family if he went back to China alone.

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The Huangyuan Empire was not close to the Xianyun Sect, so Ling Long flew with his sword all night without stopping to reach it.

As soon as they stopped, they simply found a small restaurant to have a quick cup of tea and then inquired about the venue of the auction.

The waiter looked around, carefully covering half of his face with the back of his hand, and whispered: "Are the two fellow Taoists also planning to go to the auction?"

"Yes, fellow Taoist, do you have some gossip?" Bai Rao smiled brightly and quietly stuffed a medium-grade spiritual stone into his pocket.

The Huangyuan Empire is a chaotic city where mortals and some ordinary cultivators live, as well as the forces of some big families entrenched here.

The center is the territory of the royal family, the royal family is the territory of the big family, and the outer layer is the largest trading city in mainland China, so the auctions here can be considered as everything.

As long as you can afford the spirit stones, you can also put forward what you want, and the auction will try its best to search for it, and then notify you when the item will be auctioned.

Yes, even if you pay for the auction to find it, it will not be handed over to you directly, and it will have to be bought at a higher price.

If you take a picture, it's yours. If you can't take a picture, there's nothing you can do about it.

No one knows where the auction is located, but they only know that there are countless experts inside.

The waiter got the spirit stone, and his happiness was visible to the naked eye, "That's right, I heard from the tea guest that there will be an auction in the underground black city tonight."

The waiter stopped talking when he got to the point and glanced around.

Bai Rao took out another medium-grade spiritual stone. His eyes were bright and his tone was a little excited, "This black city has two entrances. One is in a ruined temple on the outskirts; the other is to take the pass and go from here. At the end of the street, turn left and enter through an alley that is only accessible to one person."

Seeing that Bai Rao was generous, the waiter provided additional information for free, "If you want to see some rare things, it's best to go in that alley."

He was a monk with pure five-spirit roots, and his roots were very low. When he went to the sect for a test, the man said that he had no chance of cultivating immortals and rejected him.

On his way home, he accidentally saw a book about the exercises to induce Qi into the body. After five years of trying, he finally succeeded in introducing Qi into the body.

He also happens to work as a waiter in this tea shop, and harvests spiritual stones by summarizing some gossip from the casual chats of tea customers.

However, this was the first time for him to see middle-grade spiritual stones. Those people were all giving away low-grade spiritual stones.

"I wonder if you can get two of these tickets?"

Bai Rao took out a gray cloth strip. Under the cloth strip were the persimmons that had been seeded before.

The fruits and vegetables she planted by herself contained spiritual energy that could be called spiritual fruits, which made the young lady salivate.

He swallowed: "This... someone who knows me can get it, that is..."

He became a little embarrassed.

Bai Rao took out two more foreign persimmons and said, "Don't worry, I'm very trustworthy."

(End of this chapter)