My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Immediately after the second day of the course, Jing Yue came to the market with 50 light amulets that she struggled to make last night, thinking about making a fortune immediately, and I was a little excited!

As soon as he arrived at the booth, he saw that Wang Xiaoju was already waiting there, and immediately after seeing him, he said enthusiastically, "Our ancestor, let's meet again!"

Yesterday, although Wang Xiaojue didn't know what Jingyue registered, but thinking that the products produced by Han Yunzong's ancestors were mostly not vulgar, he had to see if he could get some benefits. Even if I ca n’t get it, it will be very helpful to be able to serve this ancestor Jing.

There are many small monks and casual practitioners in Jiutian College. They are not as generous as the disciples of the big family. In addition to class practice, they also have to find ways to make money. Wang Xiaoju is such a student.

Although some people think they are snobbish, they don't like to associate with them. But if they don't steal, rob, pit people or harm people, who can talk about it?

Jing Yue saw Wang Xiaojue's thoughts, but he didn't mind at all. He wanted to find someone to help him manage the stall, so it could save a lot of practice time.

If Wang Xiaoju is good enough, what about giving the stall to the other party? Without prejudice to his own interests, he can help others by raising his hand, so why not do it?

So he laughed: "Brother Wang is with me today."

Wang Xiaotan was so anxious that he rubbed his hands excitedly, "Okay!"

"Hey-little brother card! Your little brother Wang Xiaoju is online, please pay attention to check."

Jing Yue pressed Lan Feng's head back into the placket, a little regretful to bring it out.

At the same time, Wang Xiaoju has taken out a rolled gold-edge dark-texture fleece blanket, which looks high-end in the atmosphere. He laid the blanket, and took a brand new futon from Qiankun's bag. He patted the ash in a false manner and put it on the ground.

Wang Xiaoju: "Old ancestor, come and sit."

Jing Yue's thumbs up for him, service talent!

But he said: "The academy expressly stipulates that students are ranked by class. You should not call me the ancestor. If Brother Wang is too enthusiastic, I will be shy."

As he said, he bowed his head slightly and smiled shyly.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaojue just felt that Lao Jingzu laughed so well that it scratched people's hearts, and pink bubbles popped up all over her. But soon, the bubble burst, and his expression was like swallowing again-the ancestor was a man, but he was dazzled by a man? !!

Wang Xiaojue hurriedly don't overdo it, the ancestor of Han Yunzong is really evil.

Lan Feng, who was suffocated in Jing Yue's arms, worked hard to earn a chicken's head, and said in pity: "... a straight sadness."

Jing Yue was accustomed to the nonsense, and did not know what Wang Xiaojue thought, otherwise he would be dragged to death one by one. He placed the light amulets neatly on the noble, extravagant and gorgeous velvet blankets. The dark blankets were lined with bright yellow rune papers, and they were quite eye-catching.

He nodded with satisfaction, admiring his masterpiece, and heard someone say, "How do you sell light amulets?"

Jing Yue's eyes flashed, and his face was raised with a bright smile. Was there a business as soon as it was set up?

"A fifty spirit stone."

"What?"

The monk asking for the price immediately gave an expression of "you are mentally retarded or my brain is broken, or my ears are not cleaned out". After Jing Yue's introduction, he turned away.

Jing Yue: "..."

Wang Xiaojue was actually surprised, but he held back and didn't ask, he shouldn't be too curious about doing things for others.

His interest added a little more impression to Jing Yue. The two waited for a while, and many people came to ask, but after listening to Jing Yue's introduction and the price of Fu Zhi, there was no following, and the business was delayed. Even if someone recognizes Jing Yue, they are skeptical.

Jing Yue sighed, "You said, why didn't anyone believe what I said?"

Wang Xiaoju laughed awkwardly: "I may not have heard of it."

Jing Yue glanced at him, "You don't believe it?"

Wang Xiaojue was about to explain, and Jing Yue sighed again: "It seems that everyone thinks I'm bragging, otherwise I'll hang the collection list, why no one will take a look? It seems I have to use a trick--"

He didn't finish talking, and suddenly his eyes brightened, and in his sight broke into a walking spirit stone—the golden girl who was full of pearls yesterday! Jing Yue immediately came to the spirit and said loudly, "Look, look, the world's strongest light amulet! Ten feet above the ground, one step at a time! Limited number, first come first serve! Opportunity cannot be lost, and no longer comes what!"

Wang Xiaoju: "..."

This shouting was still very useful. Jin Baozhu came to this side, and she recognized Jing Yue at one glance, and said, "The light amulet on the goods list yesterday was originally hung by Master Shi."

Jing Yue said: "Sister Jin doesn't believe it?"

Jin Baozhu was surprised that Jing Yue knew her, smiled and touched Xu Mijie, but didn't say a word.

Jing Yue waited for a long time, but said helplessly: "Let's just take a gamble? If I lose, you will take these light amulets for free. If I win, how about you all inclusive? No matter who wins or loses, it is not you . "

Jin Baozhu saw that he was full of confidence, but he was interested, and he didn't ask the price, he said directly, "That's good."

Jing Yue smiled and gave her a charm, and Jin Baozhu urged her.

At first, everyone was holding their arms coldly and watching, thinking about Jing Yue's purpose, no one believed that he really wanted to sell amulets. There are those who don't know him and think that he deliberately attracted Jin Baozhu's attention and wanted to hug each other's golden thigh.

But soon, they saw that Jin Baozhu slowly floated up into the air, and stopped rising until it was a foot away from the ground.

"how is this possible?!"

"This is really a light talisman? Could it really be ten feet off the ground, ten steps away?"

The crowd was astounded and talked, and even a distant monk asked, "Isn't that a golden treasure? The flying instruments are not allowed in the market, she is really brave!"

As a person who directly used Fuyu, Jin Baozhu was even more surprised. The indifferent in her eyes was carefully replaced and she took a careful step.

Ten feet!

I can really take a step!

All this is true!

Before waiting for everyone to return to God, Jin Baozhu quickly stopped urging Fuyu, and threw down a large bag of spirit stones, "I have all the charms, do you still have them?"

Jing Yue: "There are only fifty photos today. If you want, come back tomorrow."

Speaking, Jing Yue slowly counted 2,500 from a pack of spirit stones, and tossed the rest to Jin Baozhu, "We are the shopkeepers of conscience. We only sell fifty spirit stones. Do n’t have more than one."

Jin Baozhu: "..."

At this time, no one questioned the price of the light amulet. An ordinary light amulet was a five-spirit stone, and Jingyue's light amulet was more than ten times more effective. Selling fifty spirit stones was already very conscience!

This kind of symbol may be life-saving at critical moments! What could be more valuable than small life?

"I need to!"

"I also want!"

"When is tomorrow? Still here?"

The crowd clamored and surrounded Jingyue, he said, "Look at your mood, you don't believe me, I'm a little sad."

Seeing the stubborn look of everyone, Jing Yuele: "Just a joke, as much as I can do it, everyone helps me to promote it."

"Okay, okay!"

"No problem with us."

But they thought, the fools just propagandized, originally there were only a small number, did they still invite people to compete?

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded not far away: "Who dares to use flying instruments at the fair? Stand up!"

Lan Feng: "Well-cannon fodder card! Cannon fodder is online today, please check it."

Jing Yue pressed the restless Lan Feng back again, and when she looked up, it was the nun who registered for him yesterday.

"It's you, ah ..." Nu Xiu suddenly thought of Jing Yue's identity, worried that her tone was too hard, and a soft ending was added.

When she saw everyone staring at herself, remembering that she was making extra money, she shouted at the others: "What are you arguing about here? Who just violated the market rules? Using flying instruments?"

When talking, she kept staring at Jin Baozhu-this is a big dog and she can punish him a little more!

Jin Baozhu: "I don't have one. I just tried a light amulet."

"What fun to play—" Suddenly, the female repairer remembered the description of Jingyue's goods yesterday ... Is it true? !!

Don't wait for her to ask again, a group of people surrounds Jing Yue again, you pull me, each fierce and fierce, as if to be ridiculous.

"You get away, what are you squeezing?"

"You just get away, I'll come first!"

"Master Jing, I'm willing to buy sixty spirit stones, can you sell them to me first?"

"I'm seventy!"

"I'm a hundred!"

...

The female Xiu who was squeezed out of the circle blinked blankly, and suddenly a shocking spirit jumped into the crowd with a thunderbolt, "I, I, I, too!"

In short, all kinds of chaos.

Jing Yue's clothes were almost torn, and he has always been good at drilling. If he wasn't pulled by Wang Xiaoju this time, he would not be able to come out of the market safely!

Even Lan Feng, who loves to beat his face, sighed, "It's not easy to do something like this before ..."

Jing Yue saw Wang Xiaotan panting and said, "Today's charms are gone, I will send you one tomorrow."

Wang Xiaojue was flattered. He smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and listened to Jing Yue said, "I want to ask you to help me take care of the booth. The stone sold every day is 10% of you."

As soon as Wang Xiaojue stunned, he had to subconsciously refuse. Although he wanted to take advantage, he always felt that he was too cheap.

Jing Yue: "You don't need to be embarrassed. This is not difficult. Although I have made false patterns, I will be cracked sooner or later, and I can only make dozens of them a day. The time to make money is very short and the opportunity is rare. But I You still have to practice, and do n’t want to spend too much energy on your business. I see you in the market every day. People are not bad, so I just asked you. "

Wang Xiaojue knows that Jing Yue is telling the truth, but the other party can find other people, even without a spirit stone. Many people are willing to saddle the horse for Han Yunzong's ancestor. The reason why I gave the stand to my new self, I still wanted to help him.

Touched by Wang Xiaojue's heart, she no longer pretended to be prudent and agreed to it carefully.

When things were certain, Jing Yue gave the stall to Wang Xiaoju, and the day returned to tranquility.

Of course, it would be better if you were walking on the road without being stopped by real people.

At this moment, he was entangled by five real people, and asked him for a sign, "Student Jing, you gave the husband three cards in total, and I ran out of this test. I heard that you can practice every day. Dozens of copies are sold in the market, but the husband is not good to grab the students, right? If you give me a few copies, one of the fifty spirit stones, you wait ... "

The five real people were about to pay, but halfway through, they killed the real Helen of the professor.

"You are poor, the student buys fifty spirit stones. As a teacher, you just got a few white falcons on the day, but you are so embarrassed to get that money now?" The real person gave a glance at him and turned. His head kindly said to Jing Yue: "Student Jing, I would like to give you one hundred spirit stones, or you-"

"What fun are you doing here to practice?" Five real people whispered.

"How can matrix formations and runes be separated? And I asked classmate Jing, but I didn't ask you, what happened to you?"

Five real people stunned and said hatefully, "My husband made a hundred and fifty!"

Helian live: "I'll make two hundred!"

Jing Yue: "..."

Really good Heliann has the best temper?

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Tibetan Sword Pavilion.

Jing Yuehuan was holding a cyan wooden sword. The sword was wide and three inches long.

He closed his eyes and felt the sword.

——No, he can't feel the emotion of the sword, but there is nothing, and such days have passed for seven days.

Today, Jing Yue has known more than 10,000 swords, from one on the first day, two on the second day, and five on the third day ... more and more. He can now recognize dozens of swords every day, but this huge blue sword in his hand, he can't connect, can't communicate, as if blocked by something.

The bell rang, and he put the wooden sword back into the sword box, sighing, sighing at the shelf where the end was not visible in the sword pavilion.

He thought about walking out of the sword pavilion, and because he was so attentive, he almost hit someone.

At first glance, it turned out to be Qin Yanzhi.

Jing Yue conditionedly took out a light amulet from her arms and handed it out, but she saw Qin Yan's arms froze with confusion in her eyes.

"..."

Okay, it seems to be amorous ...

Too many real people have blocked him in recent days, causing him to overreact for a moment.

But Jingyue quickly changed his smile quickly: "Qin Zhenjun, this is my mind."

Qin Yanzhi slowly took the amulet and glanced, "This is your improved light body?"

He just asked at random, he didn't need to answer, and said, "Today, you stay."

The author has something to say: small theater

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a long time later.

Jingjing compared to xxx: This is my intention.

Rouge: Tonight, you stay.

Outside the window, 叽叽: Let's swing the sculls, the boat pushes the waves away ...

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Jingjing: There is a new cult in the comment area called "叽 我 cp", what do you think?

Winged wings, chicken head lowered at 40 degrees, shyly mosquito humming: Let us swing the sculls, the boat pushes the waves away ...

Jingjing :? ? ?