Chapter 377

Song Fei's remaining wealth is only 60000 spirit stones and 30000 points.

The spirit stone left 30000 yuan to Qin Shihu and explained it. When you go out to use the spirit stone, you must hide your whereabouts.

For another 30000 points, Song Fei used 20000 to exchange for seeds that can be planted, all from level 1 to level 4. However, it takes a long time for Level 3 and level 4 spirit grass to mature, and it takes a long time to wait for wealth.

Therefore, Song Fei mixed many kinds of grass together, one of which is the spirit grass, mainly the spirit grass needed for Liu Qingqing's Alchemy.

Because after the holy land is upgraded to level 4, the output of level 4 holy land will be several times that of level 2 holy land.

Song Fei made a rough estimate. With the current 100 mu Sipin spirit field and many magical species in the demon world, there should be more than 100000 spirit stone income in a year. As long as it takes ten years, the cost can be recovered.

"Xiaoyu, you can safely hand over these spiritual fields to the teacher, who will take care of them for you." after seeing the four grade spiritual fields, Meng Qing's eyes lit up and volunteered to take on the main force of planting spiritual grass.

"Well, master, you will be the supreme elder of Qingtian sword sect in the future. You can ask anyone to help you plant as long as you need it." Song Fei smiled. At the same time, he also sent someone to pass the news to the public, so that Meng Qing can officially have a position in Qingtian sword sect.

After all this, there is no place for Song Fei. The rest can be done by others.

The construction of the house is still in full swing. Song Fei invited Qin Shihu, Meng Qing, Zhang Xiong, big goat and a series of senior leaders of Qingtian sword sect to explain that they should not go out of the devil's realm easily. Their experiences are put in the devil's realm. They are not allowed to go out until the demons in the devil's realm can't provide training.

This time, Song Fei taught Qin Shihu and others the art of gathering breath and concealment, and asked them to teach them on their behalf. As long as they reach the base, they can practice these two secrets.

Then Song Fei gave Qin Shihu the purple jade slips that he had followed him for more than a year, which recorded the lower body method at the prefecture level. As long as he wanted to practice, he could practice it. Moreover, this spell will become a unique skill of the sect in the future.

Song Fei didn't teach it to them before because he thought it was hard to chew and the process of understanding Fengyun body was difficult. He was afraid that the sect disciples would waste time honing the realm, so he took it out now and explained that only the friars who built the foundation realm were allowed to understand it.

After all this, Song Fei explained to Liu Qingqing that the recent refining of medicine mainly focuses on the pill to accelerate the speed of cultivation, and all the monks above the foundation are provided with the pill. As for the monks who have not yet built the foundation, they are still as steady as before.

After explaining the details of the gang, Song Fei made an appointment with Qin Xiaoru.

They walked beside the cliff. Qin Xiaoru stood by the cliff, holding a green lotus in her arms. Song Fei stepped outside the cliff and paced in the air.

This place is far away from the gang. They walk slowly and enjoy a rare warm moment.

"Are you leaving again?" inexplicably, Qin Xiaoru felt Song Fei's heart and said softly.

"Well, I'm going to do something. If I don't finish it, I'll regret it all my life." since I got Jun wanshuang from heihuo Jiao Yu Qiong and was betrothed to someone, Song Fei wanted to go to her and ask her: would you like to go with me.

Song Fei must know this answer, or he will regret it all his life.

A year has passed, and Yi people don't know whether they are all right. Song Fei always has a light concern in his heart, and there is a tendency to play more and more.

However, Xiao Ru was in front of her. Song Fei really couldn't speak and told the innocent girl that he went this time for a woman.

Song Fei felt uncomfortable in his heart and wanted to tell Qin Xiaoru the truth, but every time he looked at Qin Xiaoru's innocent face, he didn't have the courage to spit him out.

"Do you have anything to tell me?" Qin Xiaoru was always so considerate and carefully captured Song Fei's dilemma.

"Xiao Ru, I," Song Fei was stopped by Qin Xiao Ru as soon as he made a sound and said with a smile, "go ahead. When you're done, come back and tell me, okay?"

"HMM." Song Fei whispered, slowly explored his hand and grabbed Qin Xiaoru's small hand.

Qin Xiaoru instinctively shrunk and Song Fei was stunned. He wanted to retract, but found Qin Xiaoru lowering her head and taking the initiative to catch it.

His hands were slippery and soft. Song Fei took Qin Xiaoru's hand and walked slowly. The sunset on his head tilted westward, pulling their figures very long.

Song Fei really hopes that his life will go on like this forever.

But I also understand that this is an extravagant hope. Unless my strength reaches the top, such a life is a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, which can't last long.

They didn't say anything, as if they were afraid to break the warmth between each other. They walked silently, and the cliff in front disappeared. Song Fei stepped out of the cliff step by step, facing the sunset, and walked step by step in the air.

"I'm leaving." after a long time, Song Fei said to Qin Xiaoru.

"I'll wait for you to come back." Qin Xiaoru smiled, swept away the previous silence, and her face looked very beautiful in the sunset.

Song Fei couldn't help kissing, and Qin Xiaoru closed her eyes.

After a long time, the two talents separated. Song Fei turned into a fiery rainbow and slid away into the distance.

Qin Xiaoru looked at Song feiyuan's figure. Her originally smiling face slowly converged, and a touch of sadness that is difficult to see at ordinary times gradually emerged.

Qin Xiaoru stared blankly at Song feiyuan's direction, bowed slowly, squatted in the air with both hands and knees, and suddenly burst into tears.

Your expression is all on your face. Can't I see it? However, I am willing to bear all the sadness alone. If you want to cry, let me flow alone, as long as you are good.

Qin Xiaoru's body twitched slowly. In the silent air, she looked very helpless and lonely. I only want to taste this bitter water by myself.

After Song Fei left, he naturally wanted to go to the black fire sect. He wanted to ask Jun wanshuang if she was willing to go with him. If she was willing, even if it was an immortal, he would take Jun wanshuang away.

This time, Song Fei ran away with only little silver dragon and magic pearl. He left Xiao Jin and magic blood ant in the magic realm to protect everyone's safety.

With Xiaojin staying behind to cooperate with the Xingluo array, Song Fei was relieved of everyone's safety. After having no worries at home, he could finally boldly do his own thing.

This time, Song Fei didn't use his original face, but exchanged an Yi Rong pill that can continuously suppress cultivation. After taking Yirong pill, Song Fei completely became another person.

Song Fei suppresses his mana at the first level of the golden elixir, and the power he shows is the power of the golden way.

I'm afraid no one can connect him with Yue Tianyu of Qingtian sword sect.

The little silver dragon turns into a white tiger. Of course, it is not a real divine beast white tiger, but a white tiger that only seems to have very thin blood.

Song Fei was a man and a tiger. Just like a trained monk, he hurried all the way to the power range of Zixia sect.

When Fei was tired, Song Fei took a rest on a hill and let little Yinlong play by himself.

An hour later, Song Fei shouted, "white tiger."

It was just empty around, without the figure of the white tiger.

"What's the matter?" Song Fei frowned and wondered. His eyes were frozen. There was a fight in the sky. The mount white tiger incarnated by little silver dragon was being attacked by a girl. Around the girl, several male friars stood together, seemingly protecting the Dharma for the girl.

The girl attacked the white tiger and said, "you beast, come from me and let me ride you."

Song Fei was sweating in his heart. How does the girl's tone sound like that, Queen SM? After YY for a moment, he quickly eliminated the unbearable picture of beauty and beast in his heart. Song Fei jumped into the air and stood in front of the white tiger.

The girl looks like sixteen or seventeen years old. She has curved eyebrows, big eyes and small cherry mouth. She is wearing a broken red satin dress and a pair of light red boots on her feet. The several people standing behind her have a strong breath. They are all the accomplishments above the spiritual realm. One of the oldest is the accomplishments of Yuanying realm.

The girl was stunned when she saw a stranger suddenly appear, and then said, "good dog doesn't block the way, don't delay me to subdue the white tiger."

Song Fei suppressed the slight anger in his heart and said, "this girl, this white tiger is my mount. I hope you don't take people's love."

"Your white tiger?" the girl raised her eyebrows, "but I like it."

"But he already has a master." Song Fei explained faintly.

"I don't care." the girl said, "I like it. Tell me, how many spirit stones to sell to me."

"Don't sell." Song Fei flatly refused.

Looking at Song Fei, the girl said, "I'll pay a high price."

"Oh, how much?" Song Fei sneered.

The girl stretched out two fingers and said, "twenty thousand spirit stones." when the number was reported, Song Fei saw several people behind him, and his face changed slightly.

Twenty thousand spirit stones are really expensive for buying a very powerful monster,

Song Fei refused again: "he is my combat partner. I will never sell it."

"You." the girl said, "then I can only rob." then pointing to Song Fei and facing the humanity behind him, "you, go and drive him away. I want to subdue the white tiger myself."

"Miss three, it's not very good," said the oldest monk behind him, and stopped several people behind him.

"Uncle Zhao, why not? Can't you drive him away?" the girl frowned and said.

(it's said that the National Day monthly ticket is double. Dear friends, don't waste those who have monthly tickets)