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"Qingluo, Master already has definite news about the Demon Fruit of Resurrection."

After a while, the master and apprentice restrained their smiles and started talking about business.

The ancestor of Kunlun stroked his beard, his eyebrows were solemn: "However, that old guy only has one plant, and he refuses to give it up. Master has negotiated with him many times, and he still disagrees with Xu Yizhongli."

"Master, can you discuss with him again."

Lin Qingluo's heartbeat quickened, hinting that she was delighted: "Qingluo doesn't need a whole plant of spiritual grass, just a mature seed."

"seed?"

The ancestor of Kunlun was obviously taken aback when he heard the word "seed".

After a while, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, showing a relieved smile.

Seeds are seeds!

It's better than nothing.

Forget it, but his old man has something on his mind.

"Are you sure you want the seeds?"

Thinking of this, the old man tentatively asked again.

"yes."

Lin Qingluo's eyes were shining brightly, with a courage that no one could question.

"good."

The Kunlun patriarch suddenly became angry: "As a teacher, for the sake of my precious disciple, I will show my old face and look for him again."

"Hee hee, Master is so kind."

Lin Qingluo was secretly happy, and returned a sweet smile: "I also have good things to honor your old man."

Before she finished speaking, she waved her right hand, and a basket of spirit peaches appeared on the stone table.

"Hehe, you have a conscience."

Seeing Lingtao's eyes brighten up, the Kunlun Patriarch stroked his beard and smiled.

Lin Qingluo smiled slyly: "Master likes to eat, so I will transplant a spirit peach tree for you some other day, so that you can eat as much as you want."

"Hehe, good, Master is waiting for your spirit peach tree."

The old Kunlun ancestor Le's beard is curled up. The more he looks at the clever little apprentice, the more he likes him. His heart is full of love.

*

Xiao Mu, Xiao Ming, the two brothers, and their newly-acquainted junior and junior sisters wandered purposefully in the fairy gate.

First, I went to the Qinza Hall in the outer gate, and gave everyone a token that symbolized the status of a Kunlun School disciple.

Plus a blue suit, a storage bag, a low-grade flying sword, six low-grade spirit stones, and thirty bigu pills.

The teenagers put on blue clothes and wore badges, and they were extraordinarily energetic, which made people's eyes shine.

Ye Qingying's eyes were hot, but she was a young girl, so she couldn't openly change clothes in public, so she could only give up angrily.

"Six low-grade spirit stones and thirty bigu pills are the standard equipment for outer disciples. You can come to Qinza Hall to get them every month with your disciple's token."

Xiao Mu has a gentle temperament and is responsible for popularizing science to his juniors and younger sisters, explaining it very seriously.

"Next, let's go to the Chuan Gong Hall and watch the brothers Chuan Gong teach the exercises."

Xiao Ming answered with a smile, and while speaking, he waved and threw a flying carpet, beckoning the boys and girls to stand on it.

Under the blessing of his mana, the flying carpet took off smoothly, like a ray of light flying towards the Chuan Gong Hall halfway up the mountain.

With the effort of a cup of tea, it landed smoothly on the square directly in front of the Chuan Gong Hall.

There are new outer disciples practicing spells in the square, and the colorful streamers are intertwined with each other, which is really beautiful when you look at it.

Some disciples noticed the flying carpet and looked over curiously.

Xiao Ming didn't take it seriously, put away the flying blanket, and made a silent gesture to the boys.

"Everyone, remember not to talk. No noise is allowed in the Chuan Gong Hall. Let's go in quietly, find a quiet corner, and just sit down."

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