In Qingyang City.

The market is very noisy. Some family disciples go out to buy it, and some down-and-out cultivators sell their heirloom treasures in exchange for more cultivation resources and even survive.

This world is still so cruel. The strong can get more respect, and even determine the life and death of a person. The weak survive and observe the expression of others. Occasionally, there are opportunities to rise up and soar into the sky, and become noble in front of others. This is also a series of good stories.

Those characters are still a minority, and most of them still follow the laws of this world and can be chosen by others.

The same is true for Zhao Xier. As a not-so-celebrity student of the Zhao family, she feels that if she is not strong or motivated in her life, she will probably have no sense of existence in the huge Zhao family.

When her parents were young, they were once in a while. In Qingyang City, they were so beautiful that they were both recruited by the master of the Zhao family. However, they have not heard of the news in the past ten years. She also asked the uncle of the family and could also think about it from her attitude. It must have been flooded by this cruel world of immortal cultivation.

In the world of immortal cultivation, life and death are impermanent, and it is not surprising.

She also saw with her own eyes that the seventh uncle in the clan ventured into the mountain for the news of a third-grade spiritual medicine, but in the end she was dead.

In this world, it seems very simple to disappear someone?

But she still had some hope for her parents' news. Without news, it does not mean that she will die. Three months later, if the family test is tested, the main pulse will come, which is undoubtedly a good opportunity.

When Zhao Xier thought of this, she shook her head helplessly. She was not talented and had insufficient strength. Her uncle was also ambiguous. She had to wait until when and moon could get in touch with the news about her parents!

Thinking turned back to the market.

"Sell spirit stones, one piece of hardware coins."

"Selling iron swords, the ancestral craftsmanship only requires eighty gold coins."

"Huang Yaoshi is cheap, only ten gold coins per piece."

"A treasure map is said to be the cave of a great monk in the spiritual stage, and only five spirit stones are needed."

The market was full of traffic, which made her feel a little more fluctuating.

This is a large trading market, but most of the things inside are just items that cannot be sold. It is normal to think about it. If there are really good things, I will go to the auction house of Sifang Pavilion to sell them, and I will never be able to fall here no matter how good things are.

But who made her lose money? The family's purchasing staff had already gone to a large street in front to buy it, and she stayed here.

It's not about finding a bargain, but about a need.

She needed a magic weapon, but her money was enough to buy a mortal weapon. No one with a little spiritual energy could afford.

He sighed softly. Although he was not as experiencing financial difficulties in the family, as a little transparent person, he received monthly payments according to the lowest level of servile disciples.

"How much does this black iron sword cost?"

A middle-aged seller with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek was too enthusiastic and pointed to the black one, like a spike of fine iron that had just been tempered. "This sword, hehe, you're counting it. This is our ancestor who took off the divine iron from the nine heavens and forged it after the 70 to 49 days of the Supreme Sun Fire..."

"Ten gold coins." Zhao Xier looked at her friend, paused word by word, and said seriously.

"Not this price, little girl..." The seller was a little silent.

When he said that, he swallowed it back. He didn't expect that the little girl in front of him would have such a strong eye, but thinking about it is true that those who can wear such clothes cannot be said to be either rich or noble, but also from a wealthy family.

"If you don't sell it, I can leave." Zhao Xier squinted her eyes and said with a smile.

The seller stood up slightly and laughed, "Don't let it go, sell, sell."

After getting the long sword, Zhao Xier glanced inside and walked towards her home without waiting for the family's purchasing team.

Anyway, she is a little transparent person, and no one can think of her at any time.

The sword in her hand was the type she liked. In fact, ten gold coins were her maximum limit for weapons. She only received five gold coins per month.

Since her parents left when she was four years old, at the beginning, there were several servants serving her. When she grew up, she was all dismissed. The reason was that she had no money and could not afford to support her servants. Since then, she has begun to live alone until now.

No one came to care about her, and no one would take the time to come and see her, but she felt that she was living alone.

The long sword is mottled and long. I don’t know how many years it has passed. The blade has also begun to become dull. There are a few ancient characters on the hilt of the sword. Perhaps because it is too old, it can’t be clearly identified.

Back in the side courtyard next to the Zhao family's mansion, he placed the long sword in his hand on the stone table in the courtyard, walked towards the kitchen next to him, preparing to make some food by himself.

......

"Because the host has learned all the sword books in the system and the task has been completed, the system will disappear within ten seconds."

“The host can choose a task reward.”

"1. The peerless magic sword forged by the Dadao Tianbian, the top weapon refiner, the highest-end experience, use all your strength, and kill a small world with one sword."

"2. The unique sword body and divine fetus, the most top physique in the heavens and ten thousand realms, the unparalleled sword body, the cultivation speed is tens of thousands of miles a day."

"3. The ultimate level of cultivation, the most top level of cultivation, and the invincible experience allow you to be scruples."

"4. Top-level luck with the luck of the people, top-level powerful people come to worship the men, high disciples come uninvited, and top-level spiritual weapons meet and recognize the master."

“…”

"112. You deserve the peerless face that brings all living beings, make the immortals jealous, and make the world fall into a world of slump."

“…”

"1000. A newly formed small world, a growing world, can match the fairy world, and you will get the same experience as the Creator."

Zhao Qingyang glanced at the system panel in front of him and shook his head slightly. After many years, he finally finished learning all the sword scriptures.

In fact, when he had just passed through this immortal cultivation continent from a nine-to-five forensic doctor, the system had tasks issued, but when he went out for the first time, he saw the horror of this world.

Therefore, at that time, we began to sign an unequal agreement with the system. After completing all the sword scriptures and then coming out of the mountain, the rewards we could get were the more than a thousand seen above.

Thinking about it now, I still feel scared.

Women in this world are all devils!

This charm of nowhere to be placed makes men "look at him differently".

Boys must protect themselves outside, but at that time they had no strength, so how could they talk about protection? Therefore, he made a great decision to stay in the system until the end of the day.

"I shouldn't have filled the charm value at the beginning, it's just plain and simple."

He sighed lightly and said, Zhao Qingyang's fingers swept across the peerless magic sword, and passed the ultimate level of cultivation. He parked his fingers on top of the luck for a moment and chose to fall in love with all living beings.

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Chapter completed!