Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation

The houses on both sides of the strait, the boats moored on the river, and even the texture on the water flow made Jiang Xiu feel familiar. The intersection with this seems to be the most important part of the lost memory.

He screamed softly: "Zhao Rong!"

However, Shangguan Zhaorong, who stood beside him, did not respond. When Jiang Xiu turned his head and looked around, he found that Zhao Rong looked at the scene in front of him and lost his mind. "What? You don't like it here?"

Shangguan Zhao couldn't look back at the traces, smiled and shook his head gently: "How come, the son likes it."

After all, it is a place of fireworks.

Jiang Xiu responded with a sigh of relief. He felt a little strange in his heart. He also had Shangguan Zhaorong and this portrait of heaven and earth turned out to be so fit. It seems that even Zhao Rong belongs to this place and asks: "Is there money?"

The place of fireworks is the most expensive.

Shangguan Zhaorong shook his head and said: "Not much, if the son needs a lot, we can sell some resources. When the boat is flying down, the elders have given me some medicine."

Of course, they also have a lot of resources on their own. Jiang Xiu is now suspended for training, and resources are saved. The resources of Tian Xingzong’s true disciple are enough to exchange money for the number of days.

Money is simply useless in the eyes of the immortal, just like the gold in the desert. If you don't have water, Jinshan Yinshan is also dung.

"Well, then go ahead and change some."

Jiang Xiu turned and left, Shangguan Zhaorong is a nostalgic look back at the river bank, eye-catching mountains through a trace of quirky color, with a bit of sighs and emotions.

There are many places in Xianwu mainland where resources can be exchanged for money. At the time, the opposite was true. Using money to buy some low-level cultivation resources, of course, they would also receive resources.

"Guest, please!" The waiter saw Jiang Xiu come in, and the tone was respectful.

"I don't know what the two guests need?"

Shangguan Zhaorong said: "We have to exchange a little money, use the remedy..."

The man heard that Chong Jiangxiu had a deep worship with Shangguan Zhaorong.

"It turned out to be a fairy!"

"I don't know what level the two immortals are going to sell?"

Shangguan Zhaorong took out the lowest level of medicinal herbs on his body: "The six-level Huanglongdan..."

The man took a breath: "Is it one?"

The strongest of the five-level Huanglongdan audience is the Tianxian level, and it is the upper-class fairy level. Jiang Xiu was at this level before the injury. The Zongmen is of course issued according to this standard.

"No, one bottle!"

Huang Longdan is said to take Huanglongcao as the main drug introduction, while Huanglongcao needs to be nourished to grow. Longyan is also the mouth of Huanglong. Therefore, only Huanglong can live in Huanglong, and it is very rare.

"One, one, one... bottle?" The waiter surprised his eyes wide open, his mouth was unfavorable for a long time, and he was joking. What a precious thing is, it is actually a bottle.

"Change money?"

Shangguan Zhaorong said: "Well!"

The waiter has already been eclipsed. This level of medicinal herbs is priceless and market-free. Many of the dignitaries have money to buy one that they can’t buy. It’s even more precious for the cultivators, and the customers in front of them are selling. Sell ​​a bottle.

Absolutely big.

"Two of the two immortals later, the small can not do the Lord, have to ask the boss."

This temple is called the Eight Immortals Pavilion. It sells all the high-quality medicinal herbs, Fuxi, Feijian, etc. It is the biggest one here. I believe the boss has such financial resources.

Not long after, I came to a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and I was in a hurry. "I have seen two immortals. The small is the owner of this small shop. I heard that two Shangxian want to sell a whole bottle of Huanglongdan."

Shangguan Zhaorong threw a bottle of Huang Longdan and said in the past: "One bottle of twelve, you check it."

The other party took the long case and put it on a clean cloth. The whole medicine was poured out and checked. It was confirmed that all 12 were Huanglongdan.

"The two are immortals, do you want Lingshi, Jinzhu, Yinzi, or..."

These things are not good, Jinzhu needs a few large boxes to carry, silver is even more, even the most valuable Lingshi.

Jiang Xiu said: "I will exchange the silver ticket."

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"A small amount of Lingshi!"

The man was very happy, the silver ticket was custom-made by the state, and the other party exchanged the past, it must be spent here. He is both the shopkeeper of this store and the royal family of this country.

As night falls, the pedestrians on the road are not reduced, but more, especially on the banks of the river, littering, all kinds of small songs and the snoring of drinking.

"The son, do you want to hold the squad?"

Jiang Xiu secretly shook his head. He won a squad. At that time, he was not the lord of the Heavenly sect. The reputation of Jiang’s fall was not so great, but he felt that he had won twice, and the other should be a lost memory. The part, he is not to hold the squad, just want to find the lost memory, this is a mouth, he can not let go.

Looking at the bank of the river, Jiang Xiu’s mind showed a picture. A woman, holding a paper umbrella in her hand, stood on the bank of the river. The rain was not big, very clear and very comfortable.

The woman is tall and tall, like a snow in the white, in the wind and rain, under the light of the road, filled with the beauty of the hustle and bustle, like a beautiful fairy on earth, deeply attracted Jiang Xiu.

Jiang Xiu believes that any man who sees her back will be attracted to her. It is perfect. The long hair flutters with the wind, the waist is thin, the hips are high, the legs are straight and slender, and the body can't tell. Merry.

But she never looked back. Jiang Xiu couldn't see who she was?

"Jiang Da Ge, Jiang Da Ge..."

Jiang Xiu seems to hear that he is calling himself.

"The son, the son..."

Jiang Xiu suddenly woke up from the memory, looked at Zhao Rong wrongly, and his face was a little scared and somewhat confused: "Zhao Rong, are you calling me?"

"Dong, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Xiu hurriedly looked back to the river bank. It was empty and empty, and there was no rain. She must have been the person I met, or the memory would not be so profound.

"You just called me Jiang Big Brother?"

Shangguan Zhaorong’s clear black and white eyes fluttered a trace of sorrow and shook his head and said, “No.”

"is it?"

Jiang Xiu said: "Can you call Jiang brother to listen?"

Shangguan Zhaorong's eyelashes flashed lightly, and he looked at him with a sigh of relief. "I don't like to call you a son, to satisfy the evil taste of your old society."

This is what Jiang Xiu said in certain places. It is still very cold on weekdays. It is like some girls. They speak Mandarin in their daily days. When they are special, they will say some islands.

Zhao Rong’s face was flushed and tender, and her cheeks couldn’t pick up a trace of flaws. The skin was white and flawless. She was very shy, and the shyness of the girl was even more impressive.

"Calling Jiang is also very interesting."

Shangguan Zhaorong bite his red lips and feels ashamed to feel that he was being beaten, and his body is a bit hot: "Jiang, Jiang Da Ge."

Jiang Xiu shook his head and said: "No, it’s a bit of sadness, but helpless, a little bit."

Shangguan Zhaorong really wants to mention her son, but she can't bear it. She can only endure the shame and excitement in her heart and call: "Jiangda brother..."

"Call again..."

"Jiangda brother!"

Jiang Xiu listened to Zhao Rong’s cry, and the color of doubt in his eyes gradually became stronger, like, too. Sometimes Jiang Xiuzhen can't tell the voice of a girl. It seems that it is very nice to listen to, and it is as sweet as a jade bead.

When Xie Ting turned into a goddess from the water, she first saw that she was called Jiang Da Ge. Shangguan Zhaorong also called Jiang Da Ge from the water. This back in his mind is also called Jiang Da Ge.

Have they been in contact before?

Xie Ting is definitely connected with Shangguan Zhaorong, but what about the woman in the back?

"Zhao Rong, have you been here before?"

Shangguan Zhaorong felt that Jiang Xiu’s eyes were very sharp. Like her ability to insert her heart, she smiled and said: “No, Zhaorong is the first time to come. What's more, here is the place of fireworks. Not with the son, Zhao Rong will not come to this place."

A flower boat swayed out of the river bank. As soon as the ship appeared, the people on both sides of the river suddenly slammed. Many people began to yell, and the feeling was like the stars on the earth. Those fans shouted that I love you. I want to give you a monkey, and these people are almost the same.

However, they threw money on the boat.

"It's about to start."