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Chapter 658

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At the peak.

"Hmm?" Yi Qing glanced at the empty table, put down the vegetables in his hands and turned to Lonemoon. "Where's Master?"

"She said she went to water them." As he controlled the flying sword to beat Two Bucks Zuo, he took the time to reply, "We can't let the newly grown spirit herbs on the peak go to waste." With that said, he subconsciously looked up at the sky and silently cursed the bootlicker.

"How long has Master been gone?" Yi Qing frowned!

"It's been … an hour, right?" Lonemoon calculated and the corner of his mouth twitched. "Given her character, I don't think she'll be able to get it back! It's time for you to go down and pick her up. "

Yi Qing's expression darkened, his figure flashed and followed Shen Ying's aura, in a short while, he found her at the foot of the peak. He saw her carrying a watering can in one hand and dragging something in the other, dragging it step by step towards the peak, with every step she took, a large row of spirit herbs fell.

Upon closer look, he realized that it was actually a person. Why did one person come down but two came back?

"Master!" Yi Qing immediately went down.

"Chef." Shen Ying looked up and tossed the person she was dragging over to him. "Here!" It was tiring to drag him.

"This is …" He subconsciously caught the person, only to realize that it was a familiar person, wasn't it the peak master of Dan Xia Peak, Tian Yi?

"I don't know!" Shen Ying handed the watering can over. "He said he was stuck and begged me to help, I just went over and he fainted, probably old people have poor health!"

"Er …" This was a Soul Formation cultivator.

Chef did not ask much, directly picked up Tian Yi who was dragged for a long time, hair messy and looked very wretched, he summoned his flying sword and reminded, "Master, lunch is ready, it's time to eat."

"Lunch!" Shen Ying's eyes lit up, she immediately perked up and climbed onto the flying sword. "Quick, go go go!"

The two of them flew to the peak, the moment they landed, Yi Qing casually threw the person in his hands, he fell right beside Zuo Shuming who was already doubting life after being beaten up by Lonemoon, eyes blank, unable to get up.

"What's this?" Lonemoon who took the opportunity to start his meal held his bowl and looked back, upon closer look, he immediately recognized the person on the ground. "Tian Yi? What happened to him? "

"I'm not sure either," Yi Qing explained. "It seems that the fire of anxiety attacked his heart, causing his Spirit Qi to flow in reverse, and he fainted! It's not a big deal. I'll wake up soon. "

"You can faint from anxiety?" Lonemoon shook his head. As expected, pill cultivators were useless. He suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Shen Ying. "What did you do this time?"

"Huh?" Meow meow meow?

"Forget it …" Lonemoon couldn't be bothered to ask anymore. It was more important to snatch the food. He finally had the upper hand today. "Damn! Chef, why are there still dishes in the kitchen, you scheming b * tch! "

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Tian Yi was just too depressed for a moment and woke up after a short while. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a disciple lying beside him. His four legs were spread out, and he was panting heavily. Bean-sized beads of sweat were dripping down like rain. His eyes were blank, and he looked as if his body had been hollowed out. There were also several spiritual swords that were faintly emitting Sword Qi stuck in the ground beside him.

Tian Yi got a fright and sat up subconsciously. The eyes of the person beside him moved a little, as if glancing at him, but there was no reaction. Then, he continued panting tiredly. Before he had time to think about what was going on, a male voice came from behind him. "Yo, you're finally awake!"

Tian Yi was shocked. He subconsciously turned to look for the voice, only to realize that there were three people sitting behind him. On the left was a Foundation Establishment cultivator wearing the uniform of a Gui Yi disciple. Together with the disciple on the ground beside him, they should be the two disciples who were brought up to this floating peak. In the middle was the woman who stepped on a bunch of high-level spirit herbs that he had just seen at the foot of the mountain. His heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he immediately turned to look at the man on the far right.

That man was dressed in blue and was pouring tea in his hand. His whole body was filled with Sword Qi, and there was a faint aura of a Soul Formation cultivator. He instantly understood that this was the Soul Formation sword cultivator who came to his door. His heart was filled with excitement. He immediately stood up and said, "May I ask fellow Daoist, are you Supremacy Yi Qing?"

Yi Qing passed the tea that he had poured to Shen Ying beside him, then turned to look over and replied, "Mm."

Tian Yi became even more excited, and said with some nervousness, "Then may I ask those spirit herbs at the foot of the mountain … are … are they planted by Supremacy?"

Yi Qing's face darkened, as if he thought of something, he replied after a while, "Sort of!" To be precise, that meddlesome Heavenly Dao grew them himself.

The other party's eyes widened, as if unable to suppress the joy in his heart. He took a step forward and said, "Fellow Daoist Yi Qing … No! Now you should call him Junior Brother Yi Qing, that spirit … "

"Who's your Junior Brother?!" His face suddenly turned cold, and he stood up directly. Little bitch, don't try to make connections, I'm Master's only disciple.

"Huh?" Tian Yi was stunned for a moment, why did he suddenly get angry, but he had no choice but to continue. "Then … fellow Daoist! Those spirit herbs at the foot of the mountain, can you sell them? I can offer … "

"Not selling!" Yi Qing rejected instantly, who would sell them to little bitch!

"This …" Tian Yi's face fell instantly, and he had the urge to cry. As a pill cultivator, seeing so many spirit herbs, it would be a lie to say that he was not tempted. What's more, there were many that he had always wanted but never had the chance to obtain. He originally wanted to see on account that they were from the same sect. Could he sell a few to him? However, he didn't expect this new Venerable to have such an eccentric temper, directly rejecting him.

Yet there was no other way, after all, they were his things. If he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, it would be alright, at most he would have to pay a little more, but he was also a Soul Formation cultivator, which Soul Formation Supremacy of the sect did not treat him well, unless he was willing, even he could not ask for anything from him.

Tian Yi's entire person was not good, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. "Supremacy Yi Qing, to be honest, among those spirit herbs, there are some that I have been looking for for many years, but never had the chance to see. On account that we are from the same sect, sell me ten … no, five! Three is fine too! Just name a price, no matter how many spirit stones you have, I'm fine with it. "

"Not selling!" Yi Qing was still stubborn, looking even angrier.

Lonemoon, who was watching the show at the side, instantly brightened, spirit stones!

"Chef … Supremacy Yi Qing, on account of Supremacy Tian Yi's sincerity, can you sell him a few?" He stood up, with a kind expression as if he was trying to smooth things over, but turned and directly sent a voice transmission. "Chef, sell it to him!"

"Not selling!" Yi Qing still sent back two words.

"F * ck." He really did not know the price of oil unless he was in charge, why was he throwing a tantrum in front of such an important matter of earning money. "Don't cause trouble, quickly sell it."

"Not, selling!"

"You've freaking grown up, haven't you?" Lonemoon's face darkened, thinking that he could not control him, he turned and glared at the person beside him. "Shen Ying, say it."

"Huh?"

"I'll approve the expenses for supper!"

Shen Ying's expression turned serious, and she turned her head seriously. "Chef, sell!"

"Yes Master, no problem Master!"

Lonemoon: "…" Motherf * cker!

"Sell!"

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