The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

Chapter 188 Sword Peak Mei Youqian

Ruifeng is speechless, but he still cares about beauty and ugliness. It seems that he still has energy to spare.

"Yes, it's me on the board, hurry up and find a way to get rid of them.

Among the monsters chasing you, there is a giant eagle that is at least in the Nascent Soul stage. Don't be stingy with your spiritual power. Get away first. I have spiritual stones that can replenish your spiritual power."

"Okay... Senior Brother." The figure below suddenly increased his speed and quickly distanced himself from the monster behind.

The giant eagle was still following slowly, and it was obviously different from the other monsters that were not able to keep up.

Ruifeng was a little anxious, fearing that his fellow disciples below might not have enough spiritual power.

He controlled the spirit stone and threw it towards the giant eagle, hoping that the other monsters would come and attack it, thus stopping it at the same time.

Who would have thought that it slid away several spirit stones smoothly, and even shook off the spirit stones that fell on its back.

Continuing to chase his fellow disciples, Ruifeng quickly sent a message, "Do you have any more thunder balls? No need to aim, just throw them farther forward."

Although the fellow disciples did not understand why they had to throw it forward, they still tried to throw it as far as possible.

As expected, the giant eagle surpassed its fleeing fellow disciple and used its head to catch the thunder ball.

Ruifeng took the opportunity to speed up and used the system to pull his fellow disciple over.

The fellow disciple was so frightened that he trembled and tried to struggle.

"It's me," Ruifeng said quickly.

"Oh my god, Brother, you scared me to death. I didn't feel any spiritual energy and thought it was some monster."

"Quick, gather your spiritual energy, take off your clothes, and give me all the remaining thunder balls."

Ruifeng used the system to control the detonation of his fellow disciple's standard robes and threw them even farther away.

As expected, the giant eagle continued to chase the explosion.

Ruifeng threw the remaining two thunder balls in several other directions.

The giant eagle was unwilling to waste any one and flew everywhere quickly.

Ruifeng controlled the flying skateboard and quickly changed direction.

"Brother Ruifeng, do you have any other clothes?" the fellow disciple said shyly.

This fellow disciple actually took off his formal robes and was bare-chested, without any undergarments underneath, only a pair of pants.

"Which peak are you from?" Ruifeng turned around and took out his backpack.

"Brother Ruifeng, I'm Mei Youqian from Jianfeng," Mei Youqian introduced himself with his bare chest.

It was indeed from Jianfeng. He had heard about Jianfeng's tricks before, because sword cultivators were very poor and it was more expensive to buy robes.

The sect also has benefits, stipulating that old sect robes can be exchanged for new ones.

Therefore, some sword practitioners would combine a tattered robe with some ordinary scraps of cloth to make it into two tattered robes, and then take them to the sect’s welfare distribution center to exchange them for two new robes.

The extra fabric from the robes can be used to make an undergarment or something.

Therefore, during that period, the Jianfeng disciples who knew needlework were quite popular.

The problem is that there is a cap on the amount of standard robes that a sect can exchange, and each person can only exchange three sets at most per year.

The sect's standard robes were not particularly good things, and were worth at most twenty low-level spirit stones.

The fabric of the vestments is just a little better than ordinary fabrics.

The fabric of the robes just has a little more spirituality that can carry the formation.

Those sword practitioners who cannot do needlework and live a rough life simply wear standard robes without even an undergarment underneath.

It seems that Mei Youqian is one of those people who has a rough life.

Ruifeng had no other clothes, just a plush cape that Tutu had given him.

Ruifeng rummaged through his backpack, took it out and wrapped it for Mei Youqian.

Although the sword cultivators of Jianfeng are very poor, they have long arms and legs and look like clothes hangers.

Although the plush shawl with blue lace edges was a bit complicated, when Mei Youqian wore it, his abdominal muscles were vaguely revealed, and there was an indescribable beauty to it.

Ruifeng took out a part of the sealed spirit stone and asked Mei Youqian to absorb it quickly.

Mei Youqian had heard that Senior Brother Ruifeng was very generous. His eyes sparkled as he took the spirit stone and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

When he was about to start absorbing, he asked hesitantly, "Um... Senior Brother Ruifeng, do I need to return these?"

Ruifeng covered his head and said helplessly, "You don't have to pay it back, just use it. Quickly recover your spiritual power and go with me to rescue my fellow disciples."

Mei Youqian was relieved then. He had already reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage and was already one of the strongest disciples participating in the trial.

Ruifeng controlled the skateboard to continue accelerating. He could no longer see the group of monsters. He was now worried that the giant eagle would catch up with him.

The flying skateboard was shaking a little while running at high speed. It seemed that the hole it had broken before also had some impact.

Soon, Mei Youqian recovered his spiritual energy. He held the remaining half of the spirit stone and glanced at Ruifeng.

"All things that have spiritual energy emanating from them must be sealed with spells." Ruifeng had to remind everyone of this. After all, these monsters react greatly to spiritual energy.

Mei Youqian silently took out half of the spirit stone and performed a spell.

He looked up at Ruifeng and pushed the spirit stone towards Ruifeng.

Rui Feng sighed, took out a dozen sealed spirit stones and pushed them to Mei Youqian.

"Take it. Brother, you don't need these few spiritual stones. Take it and act accordingly."

Mei Youqian's face was almost blooming with laughter. Ruifeng looked at him and felt the sadness of the sword cultivator.

Oh, it was too hard. Fortunately, I didn't join Jianfeng at that time.

He learned how to make pills from his master, and now with the subsidies from his master from time to time, his life is very comfortable. Compared with those poor cultivators in Jianfeng, even the eldest sister who usually seems to be struggling to make ends meet looks very wealthy.

After all, what the eldest sister lacked was hundreds or thousands of spirit stones, unlike Jianfeng, who couldn't even afford a middle-aged coat. Half a spirit stone was also considered a treasure.

The flock of geese are still on the flying skateboard and haven't flown away. It seems that they want to hitchhike to the end.

Suddenly the geese got a little agitated.

Ruifeng quickly dragged Mei Youqian and stuffed him under the goose's wings.

"Concentrate your breath and squat down quickly."

A gust of wind blew over his head. Ruifeng did not stick his head out, but just used the system to check the surroundings.

The giant eagle really followed. It circled for a while and landed on the skateboard. "Chirp~Chirp~"

Ruifeng sent a telepathic message to Mei Youqian, "Do you have any illusion arrays, recording stones, mirage beads, or other things that can play images? Take them out, activate them, and throw them in different directions."

Mei Youqian nodded, took out a few mirage beads that the store gave him as a gift when he bought something, and threw them as far as he could.

"I don't want 998, I don't want 98, I just want 9.8 Lingshi, and I can take the rare robe home. ..."

"I went through a lot of trouble to get the price down to this level from the weapon refiner. Is this price good? My family..."

"Excuse me, Fairy Xiangyun, how do you feel now that you have used this beauty pill?

My skin feels moisturized, as if I drank some spiritual water..."

“Bounce, bounce, bounce away the crow’s feet…”

"Are you still ashamed? The Si family's aphrodisiac pills are good for him and me..."