Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text

Seeing that Mu Sheng took over the Lingshi and agreed to move house, Xiao Xuantian took the angry Xia Yingying with him, turned around and left.

Mu Sheng watched Kuo Hao leave, and the smile on the corner of his lips became more intense. Weighing the storage bag full of spirit stones, she squinted her eyes slightly, she is considered a wealthy person now.

When she turned back to the room, Wen Qingchou came out with her arms in her arms.

A murderous intent flashed across her warm and sad eyes, and she said in a deep voice, "people from the Demon Sect are really arrogant."

Mu Sheng raised his eyebrows and said, "How could it be? There has never been anyone cuter than them."

Wen Qingchou was choked by her words, and it took a long time before she frowned and said, "do you really want to move? Where are you going to move? "

Mu Sheng said with a smile: "Such a large amount of spirit stones, I can live anywhere if I move them." If you are just a disciple of opening the pulse, you may not be able to keep your property, but no matter what, you have the cultivation base of the gas transformation period, so you can protect yourself Ability should be enough.

Looking at Mu Sheng with warmth and worry, she asked again and again, "Where are you going?"

Mu Sheng didn't want to hide it from his creditor, and San Hua was still here, waiting for her to give her spirit stones to feed her. After putting away the Lingshi, she said casually: "Didn't I just tell you that I have a mountain? I'm going to move to live on that mountain now." Seeing the warmth and sorrow, she wanted to ask again, she tilted her head again, softly She cut off her words with a smile, "Sister Wen asked so attentively, is it possible that she wants to help me move?"

Warm and sad, she said: "Why not?" She looked at Mu Sheng fixedly and said, "If you want, you can take away every plant and tree here with the universe in your sleeve."

Mu Sheng didn't have many things to pack. Speaking of which, the Lingtian and the house belonged to the sect, even if she left, she couldn't take them with her. The spiritual fields are full of worthless spiritual herbs, so it doesn't matter if they are left directly to the sect's latecomers. "Senior Sister Wen is really powerful." Mu Sheng sighed pretendingly. Before Wen Qingchou could answer, she shook her head and said, "But I don't have many things. Just take those three flowers and the reclining chair away."

Wen Qingshou glanced at the reclining chair in the room, smiled inexplicably and said, "You will enjoy it."

Mu Sheng thought to himself, isn't that what it is? What did she work so hard to gain in the plot? It's better to let yourself be carefree. She looked at Wen Qingchou calmly, and said with a smile: "Didn't the senior sister already know?"

Mu Sheng naturally had to do what was promised, and she didn't care if the warmth and sorrow left or not, she put away the things on her own, and she blew the whistle again, and Sanhua, who didn't know where she was hanging out, ran away at high speed He came over, as if he was going to crash into Mu Sheng's embrace, but unfortunately, the quick-eyed Mu Sheng grabbed his stamina and lifted him up, shaking his four feet wildly, meowing, his eyes full of innocence.

There is the method of breaking the restriction sent by Daoist Ji Xue in his mind, so he naturally knows where her mountain is. Tian Yanzong monopolizes a mountain range, but there are only ten main peaks, and the rest are the territory of the Taoist Lord in the sect. But obviously, Taoist monarchs have no time to take care of those hills, most of them are deserted.

This medicine mountain is located in the east of Qingxue Peak. There are complete palaces and palaces on the mountain. Pieces of spiritual fields climb from the bottom of the mountain to the high places in the clouds. It looks like someone has taken care of it. But now the whole mountain is empty, presumably they moved out under the order of Daoist Jixue.

"This is your mountain?" Wen Qingchou followed Mu Sheng up the mountain, sensing the inspiration and the fragrance of the medicine, a guess suddenly appeared in her mind, and she said again, "It's the master of Qingxue Peak. your?"

Mu Sheng nodded and said, "Yes."

She frowned tenderly and said, "what's she doing to give you a mountain?"

Mu Sheng said slowly, "Maybe she wants me to plant something for her."

Wen Qingchou looked suspicious, until Mu Sheng raised her eyes to look at her, she looked away, and said: "It's a good thing to have a peak shelter."

"It may not be asylum." Seeing a bit of relief in the warm and sad eyes, Mu Sheng said again, "Why does Senior Sister care so much about me? If I didn't meet Senior Sister not long ago, I would have thought that Senior Sister did something that I was sorry for. , and now I want to make up for it.” She also thought about it later, that set of rhetoric for the panacea is actually unreasonable, when she becomes a heavenly alchemist, the senior sister’s own realm may be very high, and there will be no one to help her. She made alchemy? Mu Sheng spoke in a joking tone. Her eyes were glued to Wen Qingshou, and she actually read a little panic from her eyes.

Mu Sheng frowned slightly, this reaction seemed to be that she was right, but she really couldn't remember what Senior Sister Wen had to do with her.

With a flicker of warm and sad eyes, she avoided Mu Sheng's probing eyes and said, "Junior Sister Mu, there is something missing in this mountain."

Mu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "What's missing?"

Wen Qingchou didn't answer, she just flicked her sleeves, and a mysterious black stone fell to the ground. Under Mu Sheng's puzzled gaze, she put her **** together, and used her spiritual power to carve three large Chinese characters "Wu Que Mountain" on the stone. The sword intent was sharp and piercing.

The plaque, Mu Sheng, had already been disassembled and brought back, but she didn't consider Zhenshan Stone. Seeing that Wen Qingshou solved the problem at this moment, she blinked, smiled and said: "Thank you, senior sister, for your words!" At the foot of the mountain go down.

Wen Qingchou asked again: "such a mountain, did the younger sister grow here alone?"

She has to urge the spiritual pet to do the eight spiritual fields, and she is lying on the north window, and now there is a mountain, looking forward to the endless, undulating spiritual fields, it is extremely labor-intensive to look at. Or is there still a large piece of spiritual fields left uncultivated?

The joy brought by owning countless possessions gradually faded away, and Mu Sheng's brows and eyes drooped in the warm and sad inquiry, and she said dejectedly: "I can't grow it." But if you look at the deserted spiritual field Then, I felt uncomfortable. "Perhaps to recruit a few servants?" Mu Sheng's eyes lit up, then he shook his head and said to himself, "It's not appropriate, what if they are unreliable?"

Wen Qingchou suggested again: "Junior Sister, why don't you buy some puppets?"

Mu Sheng looked at Wen Qingchou in surprise, and asked, "What's the price of the puppet?"

Warm and sad, she said: "One hundred spirit stones for one-time use, thousands of low-grade spirit stones, and tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones." She was talking about ordinary puppets. Or if you have a specialty, the price will be much more expensive.

Mu Sheng thought for a while, and felt that this amount was barely acceptable to him, so he simply nodded and said, "Then let's make puppets." Speaking of which, the monks at Yao Yefeng can also make puppets, as long as they send the materials over. It's just that Mu Sheng didn't want to contact them for the time being, so he planned to buy some finished products of farming directly.

"There are puppets for sale in the Treasure Pavilion in Guanxing Fairy City, but if you want better ones, you have to go to Yunzhou Fairy City." Looking at Mu Sheng with warmth, she said with a smile, "Junior Sister Mu, your piano is made by yourself." Right? Now that it’s the Qi Transformation period, it’s better to replace it with a higher magic weapon. These things can also be found in Yunzhou Fairy City.”

Mu Sheng thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay." She will definitely break into the Dengwen secret realm in the future, and try her best to pay off the debt owed to her senior sister. When it comes to the time of life and death struggle, you can't help yourself. Naturally, the magic weapon has to be changed, but it is still not enough luck, why is there only a sword weapon to respond to her in Zhongxue Mountain? After a pause, she asked again, "Is there an entrance to Stargazing Immortal City?"

She looked at Mu Sheng warmly and sadly, and said: "Of course there are, this is where the sect of Tianyan Sect is located."

When Mu Sheng heard the words, he suddenly realized, and when he slapped his mind, it was her own thoughts that went wrong.

Yunzhou Fairy City.

Countless flying boats are chained together, and towers and palaces stand tall, hidden in the lingering clouds and mist. On the flying boat, there are countless teleportation arrays, no matter where the monks are originally, they can finally reach the fairy city through the teleportation arrays.

There is a description of Yunzhou Fairy City in the plot, but at that time Meng Yan had already achieved great success and was regarded as a guest by the master of Fairy City, and he did not enter through an ordinary portal.

The golden sword light in mid-air shuttled through the clouds, and it was unknown which sect's disciples were flying around with the sword. The BMW gold cars underneath are full of famous men and women, greeting each other.

Mu Sheng followed behind Wen Qingchou, his eyes couldn't help but drift around. This place is different from Immortal City, there are only monks from three clans. "Is the Treasure Pavilion here similar to the Immortal City?" Mu Sheng asked in a low voice.

Wen Qingchou nodded and said: "It's equivalent to a fairy city that is purely trading. Many sect industries have semicolons here. But the things inside should be more complete, after all, it is open to the three clans. "

Mu Sheng let out a "Oh" and said again: "There seems to be an Artifact Pavilion over there, let's take a look over there first."

Warmth and sorrow naturally follow Mu Sheng.

This treasure pavilion is specialized in selling artifacts, and there are all kinds of magic artifacts. As for the puppets, there are also various shapes, and some of them look like real people. Of course, the better the appearance, the more expensive the puppet. Mu Sheng has no pursuit of appearance, the only requirement is that they can understand simple instructions to plant the land. After visiting several cabinets in a row, I bought ten puppets with satisfaction and put them in storage bags.

When stepping out of the treasure pavilion, a familiar figure suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, wasn't that the Lv Wuhen who took Achou away? Mu Sheng's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously wanted to run after him!

Wen Qingchou grabbed Mu Sheng, frowned and looked at the dazed man, and said in a warm voice, "What's wrong with Junior Sister Mu?"

This obstacle, the familiar figure has long since disappeared, and there is nowhere to look for it. Mu Sheng's mood sank, and he said sullenly, "It's nothing, I just saw someone."

Wen Qingshou looked at Mu Sheng calmly, and she opened her mouth, not knowing how to comfort her.

The monks coming and going on the street were very different in appearance and momentum.

Mu Sheng's eyes circled back and forth, holding that faint hope, but in the end he could only choose to "quiet the flag and the drum". It should be no chance, she sighed secretly, suppressed that inexplicable emotion, and pulled out a smile. She said, "I haven't met a suitable Qin."

She hadn't left Baoge yet, her voice came clearly to the ears of the serving fairy. The fairy waiter suddenly said: "Is the fairy a disciple of the Qixian Sect? There is a piano in the Yunzhou Auction House today, which is a remaining heavenly magic weapon."

She raised her eyebrows warmly, looked at Mu Sheng and said, "Do you want to take a look?"

Mu Sheng touched the storage bag, thinking about the price of a heaven-rank magic weapon. It is a magic weapon that can only be sacrificed by great powers in the distraction period. Even the worst kind would cost hundreds of thousands of spirits. stone? Her original plan was to find a convenient earth-level magic weapon.

Seeing that Mu Sheng showed hesitation, she said with a smile, "Go." Seeing that Mu Sheng didn't answer, she leaned over and leaned into Mu Sheng's ear, and whispered, "It's a big deal to sell those heavenly swords to you." gone."

The warm wind blew towards the earlobe, Mu Sheng shivered, and couldn't help but took a step back! She glanced sideways, and looked at Wen Qingchou reproachfully. Isn't it possible to transmit sound? What are you doing talking so close? ! Thinking of those heavenly swords, Mu Sheng straightened his back. The swords were all aimed at her, and she naturally wanted a share.

The auction house is located in a palace in the middle of Yunzhou, which has always been the busiest place in Xianshi City. Some things that are inconvenient to appear in the treasure house are sold here. As soon as Wen Qingchou and Mu Sheng stepped in, a middle-aged deacon greeted them graciously and led them into the small pavilion. Mu Sheng glanced at the middle-aged deacon several times, and when he left, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Demon?"

Nodding tenderly, she said with a smile, "what's so strange about this? Human cultivators will find things for themselves, and demon cultivators will do the same." The windows of the pavilion are wide open, and you can see the small pavilion opposite, but when you go to the foggy, I can't see the original appearance clearly, presumably because of the prohibition. Mu Sheng's eyes turned around in a circle before retracting. She leaned against the window sill, looking at the tenderness who sat down and poured wine by herself—

The wide red sleeve robe was slightly rolled up, revealing a section of white lotus root arm. Her appearance has a bit of bewitching beauty, but the frost-like sword intent all over her body forcibly sinks that bewitching beauty, like the morning sun on a snow-capped mountain. Mu Sheng looked at her with fascination, and unconsciously, his eyes became unscrupulous. Until the line of sight collided with her eyes, it was like a jingle, the wandering thoughts gathered, the original morning sun disappeared, and it sank towards the outside of the mountain, as if falling into an abyss, dark and bottomless.

Wen Qingchou raised her hand and took a sip of the wine, her lips moistened by the wine looked like crabapples after the rain.

Mu Sheng's heart was beating thumpingly, she suppressed the inexplicable dryness, and sat down opposite the warm and sad one.

The wine cup hit the stone table with a crisp sound.

Mu Sheng, who lowered his head, couldn't help looking at the place where the sound came from.

She curled her lips in warmth and sorrow, supported Xia Yi with one hand, and her slender eyebrows and eyes were tainted by the alcohol. She asked with great interest: "Is it good-looking?"

Mu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, his complexion suddenly turned extremely crimson.

The pavilion is not spacious, perhaps because of the small space, all the annoyance and restlessness squeezed on her body, until the long chime of the bell rescued her from the embarrassment.

The auction has officially started.

There are many rare treasures in Yunzhou Fairy City, such as the aura money tree, the blight needle, and the "Picture of Pink Skull", all of which have a base price of 10,000. Mu Sheng was not interested in these things. She listened to the price increase from outside with her chin resting on her chin, deliberately avoiding the warm and sad eyes.

There are always people fighting for the same thing, and there are many people who deliberately leak their roots and want to use power to overwhelm others. In Yunzhou Fairy City, he was afraid of the rules and couldn't fight, but once he left Fairy City, he couldn't say for sure. There are so many cruel things in this world, such as killing people and seizing treasures.

About half an hour later, Mu Sheng felt drowsy. When the host's voice came to her ears, she also half-closed her eyes, as if she was about to fall asleep. Wen Qingchou looked funny, took out the longevity fan and lifted her chin up a little. Her method was very effective, Mu Sheng gave a jolt, and immediately woke up, her body was tense, and she was sitting upright, like a green bamboo.

"This time the auction is for a qin with a sword hidden in it. It is a broken weapon. The treasure spirit is damaged, and it is now a heavenly rank." The host introduced slowly.

Mu Sheng frowned, listening to the host's words, he seemed to have other meanings. Remnants, heaven ranks, can also give birth to treasure spirits, that is to say, this magic weapon is not just heaven ranks in the first place? ! She turned her head and looked at Wen Qingchou. Seeing her nod slowly, she took a breath. Looking up to the stage again, the magic weapon was held by the boy beside him, the body of the piano looked dim and ordinary, very ordinary. But when he probed with spiritual power, a powerful force rushed towards him like a tide.

"The qin was found from an ancient battlefield. It should be a magic weapon sacrificed by a certain powerful person in the past. Although the treasure spirit is damaged and it is impossible to restore its previous power, it is a heaven-level magic weapon after all. If you have someone you love to practice the qin, you can pay for it with the qin.

"By the way, there is an inscription on the zither saying 'Qingzhu', and the word 'Wuhe' is engraved on the sword. If you are interested, you can check it out, who left this qin!"

Mu Sheng was listening quietly at first, but when the word "Wu He" fell into his mind, his ears suddenly buzzed. How could it be such a coincidence? She looked at the extremely simple-looking piano again, and her mind was suddenly affected by an inexplicable emotion, as if she had fallen into an unknown and strange mystery.

Until her wrist was gripped by tenderness.

I don't know when, Wen Qingchou has sat beside her.

"What's the matter?" she asked with concern.

Mu Sheng took a deep breath and said, "It's okay." She shook her head, and when she heard that the price outside had increased to 150,000 spirit stones, she immediately shouted, "200,000!"

She gave Mu Sheng a warm and sad look, as if she was surprised by her sudden richness.

There were quite a few people asking for the price of the heavenly magic weapon. After Mu Sheng shouted out 200,000 yuan, someone added more immediately, until the price reached 500,000 spirit stones. At this price, it is possible to find a well-connected artisan to create a better magic weapon. You must know that there are immortal ranks and **** ranks above the heavenly ranks. Only above the immortal ranks can Baoling be awakened, which is a qualitative leap.

"510,000." Mu Sheng continued to increase the price without blinking.

When this number was reached, there were fewer people following up, and the other party seemed to hesitate for a moment before quoting "520,000". Seeing this, Mu Sheng knew what was going on, and continued to add up until "600,000".

"610,000!" The people over there seemed to be gnashing their teeth, and before Mu Sheng could speak, he said again, "Wu Xikun is in Xiayue Zhenguan, can fellow Taoists show off their face?"

Mu Shengli didn't pay any attention to that person, just thinking that he would get the Qin and carry it directly to "650,000".

"You want this piano?" Wen Qingshou looked at Mu Sheng in surprise. In her opinion, magic instruments are no longer worth the number. Originally, she was just sitting lazily, but now she was startled by Mu Sheng's attitude, and couldn't help but glance at the magical artifact. As if hit by a flash of spiritual light, she was stunned for a while before she came back to her senses. She added, "You just increase the price, even if it's a million, it's okay, I have spirit stones here." The piano gave her a familiar feeling, just like finding the chaotic five qi in Zhongxue Mountain, all driven by the soul Watching her do this, and the instinct of the soul is just to make up for the incomplete.

The five chaotic energies chose Mu Sheng, and it seems that this piano also chose Mu Sheng... What does she have to do with me? She thought she could grasp that feeling, but she collapsed under the thunder disaster. Perhaps there is another road ahead? Can you find the answer without going to the upper realm yourself? Thinking of this, the warm and sad eyes became dark.

Mu Sheng had no time to pay attention to the expression of warmth and sorrow, and the bidder on the opposite side finally stopped.

After the host asked a few times, the long chime of the bell fell, and this round of auction ended. She continued to ask people to take out new treasures, but Mu Sheng didn't want to look at them at all. She waited for the attendant to bring the piano, feeling a little restless.

A moment later, the door of the small pavilion was knocked.

Mu Sheng took out the prepared spirit stone and took the piano. Fingertips repeatedly rubbed the inscription on the body of the piano, she looked at Wen Qingchou faintly, and said, "we're only rich for a day."

It's funny to be warm and sad, she said: "didn't you choose this yourself?"

Mu Sheng continued to complain: "But it was you, Senior Sister, who encouraged me to come here."

She glanced at her tenderly, and said, "if you don't want to, you can transfer it to me."

Mu Sheng's hand holding Qin suddenly tightened, looking at Wen Qing vigilantly and said: "No, you are not Yinxiu."

"Are you done?" said tenderly and sadly.

Mu Sheng said seriously: "I can learn." After a pause, he added, "I think I can learn without a teacher."

"You are really confident. There is a sword in the piano. Don't you take a look? "

Anyway, Wen Qingchou also knew her secret, and Mu Sheng didn't intend to avoid her, so he reached out and took out the sword in Qin, and swept it with a stern sword light, the sword's aura was overwhelming.

Mu Sheng was a little distracted, she whispered: "The sword is a good sword, but this is not—"

"This is not a matching sword." Wen Qingchou took over the topic with a certain tone.

Mu Sheng responded softly, she is not good at refining weapons, and it is difficult to distinguish the origin of magic weapons, the piano and the sword are very similar in appearance, but the sword gave her a very strange feeling. It feels like it was faked. Her guess was approved by Wen Qingchou, and she simply pulled out the long sword completely and put it on her knee.

"Qingzhu... Wuhe..." Mu Sheng murmured, and she suddenly looked at Wen Qingchou, "Whose magic weapon is this? It didn't appear in the classics I've read."

Wen Qingchou stared at Qinjian a little dazedly, and she raised her eyebrows and smiled at Mu Sheng: "It doesn't matter who owned it in the past, it's yours now, so don't think about it."

Mu Sheng put away the magic weapon, and prepared to sacrifice it when he got back. She thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "It's not right." Seeing Wen Qing looking at herself in confusion, she took out the piano she made from the storage bag and handed it to Wen Qingchou, she said, "Look at the piano on the top Inscription."

Wen Qingshou glanced at it according to the words, and it was the word "Wuhe", which was exactly the same as that on the sword! "It's just a coincidence that only two words are combined." The tone of warmth is steady.

Mu Sheng was a little uncertain: "Really?"

"What do you think about yourself?" she asked tenderly.

Mu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know." There was no such thing in the plot either! Kyushu is a world of its own, maybe only a certain possibility is described in that book? There are variables in the avenue, so the so-called "plot" will have variables.

Wen Qingchou said slowly: "Anyway, if you want to break your head, you can't figure it out. It's better to forget it first."

After all, one day I can find the answer. Is it possible that I have to struggle with this matter all day long?

Mu Sheng pondered for a while, and felt that what Wen Qingshou said was very reasonable. The confusion and confusion in her heart gradually dissipated. She stared at Wen Qingshou and said, "Then let's talk about other things. For example, senior sister, you When will you give me the share of selling the magic sword?"

Warm and sad: "..."