However, her wealth is not revealed. She is a little qi-training disciple who is comparable to the Nascent Soul stage. Isn’t this telling others that she is a fat sheep?

After paying the down payment in pain, she rushed to the hall: "Little baby, sister is here!"

Everyone was staggering, what was going on with the tone of this playboy walking around the kiln?

Yun Li gently stroked the blade with both hands and said intoxicatedly: "It's so beautiful, the love knife in the dream."

Some guests who had not left were speechless after hearing this. The love flower is so beautiful because the knife looks good!

The little girl nowadays is so spoiled.

She held the handle of the knife and lifted it, without any surprises.

She was not in a hurry. It didn't matter if she couldn't carry it now. She took it back first and then she could carry it later.

Thinking of this, her spiritual sense pulled the knife into the storage bag, but it did not take it in. Instead, her spiritual sense felt a sense of exhaustion, and her forehead was sweating coldly for a moment.

"Tsk, do you think the twelve cultivators were lifted up just now, and this one could not be put into the storage bag."

Lin Xi couldn't help but gloat. She admitted that the girl's performance just now shocked her. At such a young age, she could actually make the Xuan-level top-grade talisman, which also made her feel a sense of crisis.

With such talent, the great talisman masters in the sect will not rush to accept her as their disciples, and the gap between her and Brother Huai will be smaller.

Yunli was stupid, "So I have to drag it back?"

An Ran raised his eyebrows: "That's not."

Yun Li swallowed her saliva and turned to look at the manager of Jinye Pavilion: "Do you care about delivery to your door?"

The manager hadn't done much yet. The twelve swords raised up the body cultivator's head was like a rattle, and he kept squeezing at the manager. The neat and uniform movement made others laugh.

The manager smiled and shook his head and refused. It was okay, so let's forget about this knife.

Jinye Pavilion is unreliable, so Yunli has to go to it by herself.

Her legs spread into standard horse stance, her energy sinks into her dantian, bent down, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and used both spiritual power and strength to roar. As her upper body straightened, the hilt of the knife slowly left the ground one inch or two inches. Her face turned red and gritted her teeth, and the blue veins on her fair arms were shocking.

Everyone around was shocked, especially the twelve physical cultivators. Their feelings were the most intuitive. The twelve of them worked together to only barely lift the knife one inch from the ground. As for the distance from the warehouse to here, they dragged it over.

And now a cardamom girl lifted it off the ground with just one person's strength.

Among all, An Ran is the most disillusioned. In her memory, her cousin is still the little girl who can't even hold a watermelon. But now, who is the person who can't even lift a knife during the twelve periods of physical practice?

No, this is definitely not her cousin!

Mo Huai had seen Yun Li's heavy sword and had certain expectations for her strength, but he did not expect that her strength would be as strong as this.

Yun Li, who was trying hard to take care of her, suddenly thought, "It's not right, she hasn't even been bloody yet to recognize her!"

Thinking of this, she loosened her hand, and half of the blade left the ground, which fell back to the ground. With a sound of touch, dust rose everywhere.

Everyone retreated together, Yun Li waved her hand and fanned, "Wow, how long has it been since your land was cleaned? It's too dirty."

Manager Ye looked at the sunken part of the carpet. You smashed the floor with me, so how could it be gone?

She forced a drop of blood from her heart and dripped into the knife. The blade sounded softly, and then she returned to peace. Yun Li also felt a faint connection between herself and the knife.

This connection was extremely weak, as if a slender spider silk would break when the wind blew. She entered the mark of the sacrificial hand technique and the divine consciousness, and this connection turned from a spider silk to a hair.

Seeing her sacrificial skills clearly, Su Xu was surprised: "Aren't you a natal magic weapon?"

The others realized that the sacrificial and refining skills she had just entered were not those who sacrificed the sacrificial magic weapon. They were all surprised and almost spent the rest of their lives. The knife she bought was not used as a sacrificial magic weapon. What a ridiculous idea was.

There is already a natal magic weapon, Yun Li blinked and replied, "I can use it in the future."

When Su Xu thought about it, he nodded to her admiration: "Nephew Yun is cautious."

If you buy a knife, it’s still a little bit more. If you rashly sacrifice it to become a natal magic weapon, it will be troublesome if you really can’t use it in the future.

A monk can only have one natal magic weapon. If he wants to change it later, the process will be complicated, and there will be a barrier to the re-sacrificing natal magic weapon.

Yun Li's face turned red. She had never thought about this problem at all. After getting in touch with the magic tricks of sacrificing the natal magic weapon, she discovered that the magic tricks in the Fantasy World Ling were the natal magic tricks, and they were more profound than the popular sacrificing tricks currently in the public.

She used Huan Shiling very easily, and her grade was not low. She never thought of changing it. She was surprised to let it go after a while. She also liked this knife very much, but Huan Shiling was the natal magic weapon in her heart. She bought the knife at the beginning not for the sake of the natal magic weapon.

She smiled, then tried to put the knife into the storage bag. Once again, the sea of ​​consciousness could not bear the weight of the knife and she stopped with a white face.

Still no, it seems that I can only carry it back with a hard time.

Yun Li took out the strength of Lu Zhishen to pull down the shed willows again and lifted the knife off the ground little by little. This time, because of the faint connection of the master, it was much easier than before. She slowly stood up straight, and the knife completely left the ground. Her body shook. Just when everyone thought they were about to fall, she shouted loudly, stomped the floor with her left foot, and the knife suddenly rushed to her shoulder and lay flat.

"hiss--"

"hiss--"

The sound of air sucking sounded, and a bunch of people's eyes were about to pop out. The carpet under her feet had already sunk. You can imagine how strong she had just burst out.

Yun Li tried to take a step, then staggered back two steps. Seeing her shaking look, everyone retreated one after another, for fear that she would not be able to hold on and fall down, and then the knife would be affected by herself next to her.

She shook for a while, finally stabilized her body, and then walked out.

Since she could leave, everyone was about to go home. Mo Huai suddenly said, "The wolf cub is still on it."

He turned around and waited for him to come down, Yun Li walked less than 10 feet away. The others stood beside her, looking at her with fear, tilting her head slightly, raising her foot and standing still, lifting her other foot, and taking her to stand still. A walking movement was broken into several slow motions, as if she was moving forward step by step in the mud.

A quarter of an hour later, she walked to the entrance of the hall, and half an hour later, she arrived at the entrance of Jinye Pavilion.

"Huh—No, I huh, I can't..."

She slowly slid against the wall to the ground, put the knife aside, leaned down and gasped desperately, exhausted, exhausted!

"Are you okay?"

Mu Yan squatted down and handed her a tea cup.

Yunli, who was breathing, took the cup and shook her head, "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. Just take a rest for a while."

After drinking the water, she raised her head and said, "You go back first. I don't know when I will go back to the sect here, so that I won't delay my uncles and sisters' practice."

Su Xu smiled faintly: "That's fine, then Master Yun takes care of himself and return to the sect as soon as possible."

They really couldn't walk back with her at this speed, and they couldn't control the sword. They couldn't walk back to the sect with their legs for ten days and half a month, let alone her speed.

An Ran shook her head slightly and told her voice: "Be careful, don't worry about the knife when you encounter danger. It's important to run away, no one can take the knife."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Mu Yan couldn't help but send a message, "Don't we really need to accompany you? You have revealed your wealth in Jinye Pavilion. It's hard to guarantee that no one will have any bad thoughts along the way."

This is indeed a problem, but it is obviously unrealistic to let Su Xu and the others accompany her for two or three years to return to Taiyi Sect. She breathed out slightly, "Just just now, they should have guessed that I have used up all my spirit stones. At least the possibility of those Golden Dan Yuanying is very low, and the rest are not very threatening."
Chapter completed!