Chapter 58 Ancient City

In Jingchu's plea and special reasons, Qingwei Zhenren did not hold Jin Yang accountable in the end. Looking at Jin Yang, who was panting in the world of holy light, he left.

Jingchu flew north for half a month, and he didn't even know that he had left Zuzhou. Along the way, poor mountains and rivers, Ozawa Wangyang, monsters and beasts, all of which were sent away by Jingchu.

One day was slightly dawn, and it had been two days since I entered the plain. I guessed that I might soon find a place for human gathering. After all, Jinyang, who healed his wounds in the world of holy light, did not become an immortal. He was injured by the sword spirit. The holy light is always difficult to completely heal, and the internal injury still exists. Jingchu was secretly anxious, and the imperial envoy Qiankunjing tried his best to find the elixir as soon as possible.

A sword light galloped in the sky, and Jingchu saw great joy from afar. He couldn't help but drive the universe mirror to hit it.

"The road goes to the sky, and I didn't stop you. Why did you hit me?" The sword light suddenly stopped three feet away from the universe mirror.

"This big brother, I don't know where there is elixir for treating internal injuries." Jingchu didn't answer and asked quickly.

"Healing?" Standing in front of the Qiankun Mirror was a teenager with a good demeanor, but his face was black, destroying his temperament.

"Yes, it's healing. My eldest brother was injured by sword spirit, and his body has been cut open and it is difficult to heal." Jingchu said hurriedly. The man did not answer, but glanced at the quiet and small body and the simple fairy mirror.

"My name is Jiqing. I'm just going to go to the ancient city in front of me. Everything can be sold there, and the price of things is fair."

After saying that, Jiqing turned around and flew away, and saw an ancient city in less than half an hour. The ancient city does not seem to have any magic array defense, and there are constantly monks coming in and out. Jingchu walked on the street and looked left and right. Most of the pedestrians were monks. Most of them had not yet become immortals. At a glance, they were all mortals. Jingchu couldn't help but be a little disappointed. How could there be healing medicine in this small ancient city?

"Didn't you say that there are elixirs? These are all mortals. Where did the elixirs come from?" Jing first looked at Jiqing, who was taller than himself and asked.

"Yes, yes, there are some for sale in Juxian Pavilion." Jiqing hurriedly replied, "Let's go, I'll take you." Jiqing accelerated his pace and walked towards the city.

After a while, "That's it." Jiqing pointed to a stone building, which was two floors higher than the next building, which looked particularly elegant. There was a hot gold medal plaque hanging in the middle, with three big characters of Juxian Pavilion.

"Taoist friend, there is a step in advance." Jiqing left after saying that, looking in a hurry. Jingchu nodded and said nothing, and quickly walked into the Juxian Pavilion.

The hall is spacious and bright, with a view of the exhibition cabinet. Many monks are quietly bargaining, and the hall is still quiet.

Jingchu walked back and forth between the display cabinets. Looking closely, they were all ordinary elixirs and magic weapons, which were used below the realm of immortals, and they couldn't help looking around.

"I don't know what you need, the little one is looking for you." The second-dressed man said attentively.

"I have a companion who was injured by the sword spirit of the fairy and needs a elixirs in this regard." As soon as Jingchu finished speaking, Xiao Er nodded repeatedly: "I don't know if I can take a look at his injury. I can also find the right medicine." Jingchu stood in the hall to sacrifice the Taiji map and released the world of holy light.

The monks who selected magic elixir in the Juxian Pavilion were dazzled and talked about it for a while. The Holy Light was soft and quiet. Sitting in the golden sun in the world of the Holy Light, he opened his eyes and received the Holy Light World. There was no trace of injury all over his body, but the internal injury was difficult to heal for a long time.

"The prince is just an elixir to heal internal injuries." Xiao Er said cautiously. Jinyang nodded and looked at Jingchu with a smile. "Thank you" Jingchu's little face jumped: "It's over" Jinyang was helpless and ignored her.

"Brother, I don't know if there is any elixir that can treat my internal injury?" Jin Yang looked at Xiao Er.

"Please come here. All the immortals need are on the second floor." The second child leads the way. Jin Yang and Jingchu followed.

Xiao Er stood in front of a showcase and said nothing and turned to look at Jin Yang: "The elixir that Xianchang was just had just been bought, but the one you want is not very rare, but the stock in our store is not much. This..." Before Xiao Er finished speaking, he heard a bright laughter from the distance.

"Brother, I have purchased all these healing elixirs. If you need them, you can give them to you."

Jin Yang looked for a voice and looked over. A young man dressed up and shook his jade fan. I don't know how many spiritual crystals you want." Jinyang arched his hand.

"This is not enough. I just want to ask my brother to do me a small favor." The man smiled bitterly.

"Hmm?" Jin Yang is puzzled.

"What do you think of asking your brother to put on this piece of clothes to attract my sister?" When the man approached, Jin Yang noticed that the two were similar in shape.

"I'm afraid it's not good." Jinyang is not.

"It's okay, it's okay. I just want to calm down." The man said repeatedly, "Song Yuqing, don't you know my brother's name?"

"In Jinyang, this quiet beginning." Jin Yang pointed to Jingchu and introduced.

"Yes, I'll wait for you here. Heal your wounds first. When you're ready, you can go to the intersection." Jingchu said, Jin Yangchu nodded in a deep meditation.

"Brother Song, heal your wounds first, and then lead your sister away. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay, okay, just call Yuqing." Song Yuqing said happily. After saying that, Song Yuqing took out a elixirs. Jinyang took a bite and swallowed it, and melted in his mouth. A strange breath rushed into his body. Jin Yang was shocked. Soon, the strange breath kept repairing his body and expelling the sword spirit.

"Brother Qingyu, why is this elixir so different from what I used before? It doesn't have such a spiritual effect?" Jin Yang looked at Song Qingyu.

"This is just a relatively ordinary healing medicine. It must be better that you have used before, but there is a specialty in the art industry, which is much better than self-recovery." Song Yuqing laughed.

Jinyang did it for half an hour on the site and only felt that most of his internal injuries were healed, so he had no worries.

"Brother Qingyu, I think I can change my clothes." Jin Yang opened his eyes. OK, go to the locker room"

After a while, the two came out, "Jin Yang turned around" and smiled quietly. Jin Yang learned from Song Yuqing to shake his fan and turned around in front of Jingchu. There doesn't seem to be much difference in looking at the back," Jingchu commented.

"Of course, you can't just look at your back. Your sister's eyes are full of fire. Come and put this on." Song Yuqing handed over a mask.

"Is this?" Jin Yang took it in his hand and looked carefully. It was very ordinary. This is easy to use. It looks exactly like me after wearing it. This thing will lose its function after two hours.

Song Yuqing paused and said, "It's better not to talk. As soon as you speak, you will be exposed." Song Yuqing is sorry.

"Aren't you afraid that I will lie to your sister?" Jin Yang suddenly looked serious and very serious.

Jingchu's face was still stiff with a smile. He looked at Jin Yang inconceivably. Song Yuqing's eyes widened and embarrassed. He hesitated, "We are childhood sweethearts, but she's just a little pestering. In addition, she grew up with bare buttocks."

Song Yuqing looked at the ceiling and said nothing. Jin Yang suddenly understood why Song Yuqing dared to find a stranger to pretend to be him. It is estimated that his sister could recognize it with a little contact. Jin Yang stared at Song Yuqing and looked up and down.

"It's not very out of the trap, no..." Song Yuqing was very embarrassed and wanted to explain, but he gave up when he saw Jingchu and Jin Yang's bad smile.

"My sister's name is Qin Ziyi. She is on the street opposite to sell clothes. Where do you look around? She will take the initiative to find you. Don't talk or she will be exposed." Song Yuqing stood by the window and pointed down. The corners of Song Yuqing's eyes shrank: "It's right below. Go, brother Jinyang, thank you very much, thank you." Song Yuqing smiled and faced Jin Yang, who looked exactly like him, but his face was a little bitter.

Jin Yang went downstairs, and quietly and boredly followed him out for a walk.

"Brother." As soon as Jinyang went out, a girl came across from her. Qi Jinyang's shoulders were high and she wore a pair of small braids. She was very cute. Her face was white and her facial features. At first glance, she was a little beauty. Jin Yang couldn't figure out why Song Yuqing wanted to run away.

Jingchu stood behind Jin Yang and looked at Jin Yang, who was stiff and dragged away, with a dark smile.

"Brother, do you think this dress looks good?" A sky-blue robe with novel style is novel. It is set with white edges, but the silver thread used as a whole is shiny and abrupt. Jinyang has never paid attention to these things, but he also knows that this thing is not done well.

"Brother, this is the dress I made for you half a morning. Try it." The little sister urged. Jin Yang went in with a bitter face and took his clothes.

"Not bad. My craftsmanship is really good. My mother also said that I made you ugly. That's not right. I want her to see how beautiful you are in the clothes I made." The little sister is very narcissistic and doesn't notice the difference in aesthetics from others.

The people who looked at the clothes in the store wanted to laugh but didn't dare. Fortunately, Jin Yang was even more distressed.

"Let's try this." The little sister happily picked up a big red robe. Jin Yang suddenly had a bitter face. "Brother, you don't think it's good-looking." The little sister changed faster than turning over a book. Her bright eyes were tearful and were about to drip down.

As soon as his mouth was opened, and before the words came out, Jin Yang took it back and shook his head repeatedly.

"Okay, then you can try it." The little sister laughed. Jin Yang secretly celebrated and almost revealed the truth. He took his clothes and went to the inside to change them, and came out to give the little sister a taste.

However, Jingchu said that a thousand-year-old girl wandered in the street and thought it was interesting to look at everything, but she walked to a gambling house. Does this girl want to have a try? Our gambling stone workshop is opened by Tongtian School and has opened a lot of precious treasures," a second child soliciting said to Jing Chuyou.

"Treasures, how to gamble" Jingchu suddenly became interested, raised his legs and approached the gambling stone workshop. As soon as you enter the gate, there is a large yard full of strange stones and all kinds of jade.

I only heard a burst of cheers in front of me, and many people gathered together. Jingchu squeezed in and saw that someone had split a big stubborn stone on the head, in which there was a special crystal with a big fist.

"Brother Zhang seems to have good luck. He can win a lot at a time. This Hongyuan gas is enough to exchange for a thousand low-grade spiritual crystals." One person next to him congratulated. The man holding the crystal of Hongyuan laughed and was very happy.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, finally rushed back to Ben, and I will never dare to come to this gambling house again," the man took Hongyuan Lingjing to a counter to exchange ordinary Lingjing.

"What's so rare about thousands of low-grade spiritual crystals?" Jingchu said to himself.

"Thousands of low-grade spiritual crystals can make people hit the realm of Mahayana. People without Shimen Lingshan are very important." The people beside him shook their heads and said to Jingchu, and also saw that Jingchu was born noble and did not lack these things.

"That's what Brother Lin said, that's right." The person next to him echoed. Quietly flashed to one side, not with those people.

"Miss can go to the inner hall to have a look, where it is possible to open precious spiritual crystals worth tens of thousands." A little Si, who can look at people's doors, came forward and said to Jingchu.

Jingchu nodded and walked to the hall. There are huge stones in the hall, and there are more than two big stones in Jingchu. Jingchu curiously glanced left and right by a stone, with nine holes and seven orifices, a lifeless stubborn stone, and sighed, "It really looks like my brother."

A woman next to him smiled and said, "Little sister, this stone legend is a stone fetus holy spirit. Unfortunately, it is dead in the womb and died without being born. Now it has been here for decades, and the origin is exhausted, so no one buys it."

Jingchu looked at the big stone for a while and always felt that it was not simple.

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