Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 285 Variation
After leaving the sect for practice, and not knowing when to return to the sect, An Qingli asked Xiao Pegasus to sell as much animal blood as possible.

Of course, Little Pegasus is also happy, it is short of spirit stones to cover the palace, and after its blood is sold, it can be replenished quickly by taking pills, and it does not consume its own essence like Little Jintan, which takes a lot of time and effort. Strength can be gradually regained.

Half of the beast blood was sold to Mu Sheng, and half to Zongmen.

Suzerain Qiu Xuanjing said that he wanted the beast blood to have its own magical effects, and it should be used to make friends with other forces, especially the Central Plains God Talisman Sect. They are most jealous of this beast blood, and Tianyun Sect lacks a ninth-grade talisman master.

So among these little ones, apart from little Jin Tan who came from behind, little Pegasus should be considered the richest one.

The little tiger is the poorest, even the speeding rabbit can't compare, the speeding rabbit at least has many medicinal herbs and spiritual plants, and the leaves of the Jintan god plant, although the leaves don't have much essence, most of them are green with yellow, but It is also the best product.

"Owner."

The little tiger is aggrieved and acting like a baby. It has the same treatment as the blind Bingfeng, and it wants to eat the spiritual honey brewed by the mutated red butterfly and bee.

"If you want to eat it, you have to keep it secret." An Qingli touched the tiger's head and said, "You can't show off this high-quality spiritual honey, you know?"

"I know, I know, I shouldn't have said a word, I didn't mention a single word." Little Huzi nodded repeatedly.

An Qingli used the master-servant contract to issue a gag order to Xiao Huzi. If Xiao Huzi wanted to leak the secret, as the master, she would be able to detect it immediately.

Little Huzi likes to show off, so he was born with a flaw.

"Hey, here it is."

With a thought in An Qingli's mind, a piece of crystal clear spiritual honey emerged from the hive in front of the little tiger.

Such abundant spiritual energy!

The little tiger's eyes were bright, and he opened his mouth to bite. He didn't intend to chew, but wanted to swallow it whole.

"Eat slowly!"

An Qingli slapped the tiger's head with a palm, thinking again, broke off a small piece of spiritual honey and put it into the little tiger's mouth, and then thought again, put the rest of the spiritual honey into the scarf around the little tiger's neck .

The scarf is a Qiankun bag, which is the same color as the little tiger's fur. Before leaving the sect, An Qingli specially asked the senior brother of Baoqi Peak to make it for the little tiger.

Sure enough, with the scarf, the little tiger is even more handsome, which pleases An Qingli and the little fox.

The little fox himself has a lot of small clothes, all of which Mu Sheng specially asked someone to sew for him, and each piece of clothes is decorated with a universe bag, either to hold herbs or pills.

An Qingli also made a tailor-made Qiankun bag for Little Pegasus. It is a white scarf, which can also be tied around the neck for decoration.

Little Lingxi also wanted it. Although it already had a storage space in its body, An Qingli still designed a lace apron for it. There was a large cloth pocket on the apron, which could hold a lot of things.

Xiao Jintan also has it, it is a big golden cloth bag, hanging on the branch like a big golden lantern.

Bingfeng doesn't need it, it has its own space in its body, and the level of space in it is much higher than that of Xiao Lingxi, so it can hold living things.

The Phoenix Feather Secret Realm that the disciples tried in the Qi training period was refined from the space inside the Phoenix.

However, the whole family needs to be neat and tidy. Under Xiao Lingxi's strong suggestion, Bingfeng wears a sapphire blue cloak with a universe bag on it.

But although the cloak was eye-catching, it was not worthy of Bingfeng's gorgeous and graceful aura at all, so the cloak was put away and put into Bingfeng's internal space.

The Flame of Smelting is a black veil, which is only occasionally put on the head in the mustard space, which seems a bit disgusting.

But the little Pegasus liked it very much, so An Qingli asked An Qingli to make it a small black top hat. There was a hole in the hat, which could fit through the unicorn on the little Pegasus's head.

Now each one of them, the Qiankun bags are full of good things, the fire of smelting is a magic weapon, and Xiao Jintan's Qiankun bags are full of spiritual marrow and spirit stones.

But An Qingli still has the most good things, and everything in this mustard space is her good things.

After Xiao Jintan woke up, An Qingli raised it for a few more days before checking out of the inn.

It was still autumn when I entered the inn, and it was already covered with snow when I left the inn.

An Qingli walked on the snow wearing a white veiled hat.

The footprints on the snow were shallow, and some passers-by were wrapped in thick winter clothes, but An Qingli was still wearing a few layers of green feather gauze skirt.

Passers-by all looked sideways, seeing that the fairy walking alone in the snow was no ordinary person.

This was the former Shengzi Kingdom. At that time, the weather was good and the people were prosperous. An Qingli even watched dances and tasted delicious fruit wine in a restaurant.

However, due to the rebellion by ghosts and butterflies, countless casualties, the Kingdom of the Son of God has become a land of no one.

Empty and empty, things change.

But soon someone moved here. After all, this place is at the foot of Foshan Mountain, full of aura, and it is a place to raise people.

Moreover, when there was great chaos in the cultivation world in the Central Plains, many fleeing monks, especially loose cultivators, or some remnant forces also abandoned their ancestral business, concealed their names, and fled here wearing stars and moons.

In today's Holy Son Kingdom, mortals and righteous people live together, and many people are still dragging their bodies.

Some monks lost their legs and lost their arms. However, the sixth-order continuation bone pill is too expensive and not easy to buy. You have to spend a lot of money and go to a big market like Tian Yunzong.

Buddhism is merciful and merciful, and did not expel those suffering people too much. Of course, those who do evil will definitely be imprinted and expelled.

Chaos is inevitable, and it was particularly chaotic at the beginning.

Some are busy grabbing things, some are busy occupying land and houses, and some are busy grabbing things that others have already obtained.

Although the ghost and resentment butterfly wounded many people, many houses were still intact, even the imperial palace was well preserved.

Buddhism is already doing its best to maintain order here.

The monks who cause chaos based on their cultivation will be controlled by the Buddhist sect. A group of Buddhist monks will surround the monks who are rioting and chant scriptures in public to influence them.

Under the big sun, Buddhist cultivators never tire of chanting sutras until the other party repents, which is admirable and respectable.

After several months, this place is considered stable for the time being.

In order to get a foothold here, some mortals deliberately shaved their heads and moved closer to Buddhism.

Some weak and weak monks also followed suit, shaved off three thousand threads of troubles with tears, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and became fake monks.

After all, it is a Buddhist site, Taoist monks have to give Buddhism face more or less, and those Taoist monks themselves do not have too high a cultivation base, so they dare not be too presumptuous at the foot of Foshan.

An Qingli rescued the bodhi tree, and when he came down from Foshan, Shengzi Kingdom had largely stabilized.

The palace has become the largest Buddhist temple, and it also accommodates some seriously ill and helpless people. The inn has a new innkeeper, a monk who has shaved his head and is in the alchemy period.

Shaving the head is not only a superficial form, but also a sense of submission.

So when An Qingli walked on the snowy street, what he saw was quite strange.

There was a monk with a shaved head and a thick back, but he was selling low-level magic weapons such as knives, guns, swords, and halberds at a stall.

(End of this chapter)