Chapter 708: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 708 Qingyao

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The violent spirit crystal has quite a few uses.

First, it can be used to advance one's cultivation.

Second, it can serve as the core of a spiritual array.

This thing is very rare, worth more than spirit stones.

Xu Zhangqing took out the Spirit Light Mirror and checked today's price.

A violent spirit crystal the size of a grain of rice can sell for 600 middle-grade spirit stones.

A violent spirit crystal the size of a pigeon egg can even sell for 800 middle-grade spirit stones.

This pile before his eyes numbers at least over a thousand.

If all sold, he would earn at least several hundred thousand middle-grade spirit stones.

Of course, Xu Zhangqing had no intention of selling.

Anyway, his personal space, Si Geng Token, Fangcun Ring, and Lightly Vitality Gourd—various storage spaces were outrageously large.

Stuffing these things into some corner was enough.

In other words, keeping them for decades or even a hundred years was no problem at all.

Han Su asked half-understanding, "Senior Brother Xu, what about the excavated soil?"

Xu Zhangqing's mouth corner twitched slightly: "You can go back; I'll handle this place personally."

Han Su froze for a moment. Although doubtful in his heart, he knew what should and shouldn't be asked, and immediately nodded: "Fine, I'm returning to the Spiritual Vein."

After speaking, he summoned his travel tool, a black flying shuttle.

Whoosh—he vanished at the horizon at extreme speed.

Xu Zhangqing swept his divine sense over and saw that the other party had indeed departed, and there was not a single person around.

Only then did he move his mind, sending all the excavated violent spirit crystals into the Si Geng Token.

As for the excavated soil, no matter how much, all of it went into his personal space.

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In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.

The year's end was approaching, and the world grew colder and colder.

Xu Zhangqing and Ruo Qunshuang looked at Qingyao following behind the Eldest Disciple and Second Disciple, and the two exchanged a glance: "She's been apprenticed for half a year, yet she has nothing of her own—everything is what Xiang'er no longer wants."

Ruo Qunshuang nodded slightly and asked tentatively, "How about we wait for Linglong to return, then make a trip to the Flower Sea Market to buy new clothes for the little ones?"

Xu Zhangqing smiled and pulled her into his embrace: "That's why we can lie on the same bed."

"Not bad, I was thinking the same."

Ruo Qunshuang smiled knowingly, then took out a Communication Talisman: "I'll contact Linglong right away."

The next day, Linglong returned home.

From the Water-Control Pavilion to Hongfeng Valley, the round trip didn't take long.

What's more, she had been cultivating under True Lord Mo and already had cultivation.

And this child was sensible; as soon as she returned, she let Qingyao pet the black cat.

Although they were meeting for the first time, they quickly grew close.

"See, Little Black is very honest!"

"But… it's a bit fat~"

"What's wrong with being fat? Did it drink your family's beast milk?"

Watching the Eldest Senior Sister, Linglong, and Third Junior Sister gather around to pet the cat, Lin Feng tried many times to join in, but all failed, his eyes full of envy.

Xu Zhangqing stuffed An'an into his embrace and said in a loud voice, "The New Year is almost here, and you've all grown another year older."

"Therefore, your master and I have decided that we'll all go to the market together to shop."

As soon as these words were spoken, Linglong jumped up first: "Yay!"

Sun Shangxiang's eyes brightened: "I can buy a pile of snacks without spending money, great!"

Qingyao, seeing the two so excited, was somewhat half-understanding: "Market? Buy things?"

Since entering Dongting Immortal Sect, she had never been anywhere else.

She stayed in Hongfeng Valley all day, occasionally following Sun Shangxiang and Lin Feng to learn how to farm, and didn't really understand the outside world.

It could be said she was like two dots on a blank sheet of paper.

One represented Yao Yue Immortal Sect, Yuexin Hall.

One represented Dongting Immortal Sect, Hongfeng Valley.

Afterward, the whole family rode the Tai Yi Green Lotus Seat, heading straight for the Flower Sea Market.

Although this was inside the immortal sect, with a distinction between immortals and mortals.

However, there were too many disciples, and various customs and habits had been brought in as well.

Therefore, during festivals and holidays, the market was very lively.

Lanterns and decorations hung everywhere, red silk filling the sky.

The hawking cries rose and fell endlessly, with a very strong air of human bustle.

Qingyao wore a light green dress that Sun Shangxiang didn't want, her round eyes wide as she curiously looked around the place, one small hand unconsciously clutching Xu Zhangqing's sleeve, then she asked: "Master, what is that colorful thing?"

Xu Zhangqing answered with a smile: "That's sugar painting."

Qingyao scratched her head with her other hand: "Sugar painting?"

Xu Zhangqing pointed at the things on the stall and introduced: "It's patterns made from melted sugar, very common in the mortal world.

Can make all kinds of animal shapes, like the twelve zodiac animals and such."

After speaking, he lifted his chin toward the young male stall owner.

The other party reacted quickly, hurriedly scooping up the melted maltose.

With a flip of his wrist, a crystal-clear little rabbit quickly took shape.

Qingyao carefully received it, afraid of breaking it.

She first brought it to her nose tip and lightly sniffed, instantly attracted by the rich fragrance.

Unable to resist swallowing her saliva, then she stuck out her tongue tip and tentatively licked it once.

The instant sweetness spread in her mouth, her eyes brightened into stars.

Like a little squirrel stealing food, she nibbled bit by bit, her cheeks bulging, her face beaming with a happy, joyful smile.

Seeing this scene, Ruo Qunshuang's maternal love instantly overflowed, she immediately stepped forward and embraced her.

Xu Zhangqing watched and watched, his gaze gradually becoming complex.

"Father, Mother, I want one too!"

"Master, I want one too!"

"Alright, everyone gets one!"

Seeing so many people buying, the stall owner smiled until his mouth couldn't close.

His craft came from home, his father was a sugar figure maker.

Unexpectedly, his son could be born with a spiritual root, even become a cultivator.

In order to gather more cultivation resources, he therefore came to set up a stall here at the Flower Sea Market.

Although what he earned each day wasn't much, it was acceptable.

After a while, Xu Zhangqing and the others all held a sugar painting in their hands, then continued walking along the street inward, since they weren't in a hurry to go back, planning to stroll around everywhere.

Things to eat, things to drink, things to stick on, if they liked it they bought it.

Never again like before, having to calculate every penny for whatever they bought.

By the end, it was finally time to buy new clothes.

Everyone picked for Qingyao for a long time, but never quite satisfied.

"Qingyao, if you like it just say so!"

"Disciple likes them all, but afraid of choosing badly..."

"Ask your Master's wife, Eldest Senior Sister, they understand better!"

Ruo Qunshuang picked up a moon-white long dress embroidered with magnolia flowers, smiling: "Yao Er, Master's wife thinks this one's good, you wear it and you'll be like an immortal maiden in the Moon Palace."

Qingyao immediately put it on to try, then faced the bronze mirror and spun in place.

In a flash, as the skirt fluttered, the magnolia patterns seemed to come alive.

"Wow, so pretty!"

"Suits Junior Sister Qingyao perfectly!"

"Master's wife has good taste!"

Qingyao lowered her head to look at the petals on the skirt, pinching them hard with both hands.

Very satisfied in her heart, but her lips moved, yet she didn't dare say it out loud.

Xu Zhangqing instantly understood: "Alright, we'll buy this one!"

Qingyao stared wide-eyed: "Really?"

Xu Zhangqing touched her head: "Of course!"

Qingyao laughed, lifting her skirt and spinning before the mirror again, simultaneously letting out silver-bell-like laughter: "I finally have my own clothes!"