In fact, the monk's monk did not forget Li Yongsheng - men like to remember beauties, and women like to remember handsome men, especially the handsome men have a scar on their face, which gives people a deep memory.

Seeing that everyone had traded Linggu, the Taoist monk in the Taoist smirked and said hello to him, "Son of the Aristocratic Family, how much is the trading Linggu this time?"

Li Yongsheng hesitated for a moment and asked in a vain question, "Have you asked, can you trade more than five liang of Spirit Valley?"

Hearing this sentence, everyone who had just finished the transaction and planned to go back stopped and turned their heads to look over in surprise.

"I asked," the Taoist monk replied with a smile, looking at him leisurely, "You are very sure you can change more, one hundred."

Damn, we thought we could really change more! Everyone who stopped shook their heads and most of them went back - ten taels of gold exchanged for one tael of Spirit Valley. This is the market price. I was anxious outside, and there were also thirty or fifty taels of gold exchanged for one tael of Spirit Valley.

But one thousand taels of gold exchange for one tael of Spirit Valley... Isn't this stupid?

Li Yongsheng hesitated for a moment and scratched his head embarrassedly, "Can you get cheaper? One hundred yuan will be expensive."

He bargained here, but Kong Shujie was stunned. She turned her head to look at Zhang Muzi in disbelief, "Is this he?"

"Don't talk," Zhang Muzi was carefully observing the two Taoist nuns. Where was he interested in answering her questions?

"If it is expensive, there is nothing we can do," the monk Taoist chuckled, "It's this price... is it Xinxin?"

Zhao Xinxinmu nodded blankly, his eyes wandering, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Oh, then this time... I really brought less money," Li Yongsheng hesitated for a moment, took out more than a thousand taels of gold, put it on the carriage, and spoke in embarrassingly, "It's only enough to exchange six taels... It seems that I have to prepare more next time."

He hesitated again, put away most of the gold, leaving only fifty taels, "Why don't you buy five taels first... You won't laugh at me for being so stingy, right?"

The Taoist monk in the Taoist trembled suddenly and stared at his waist, "Your storage bag, I will exchange it for your 100-liang Ling Valley!"

How much is the storage bag worth? This is really uncountable. Anyway, it has a price but no market. As Zhang Muzi's high-level Si Xiu and the registered disciple of the Three Palace Master, there is a small storage bag that can be smug, but it is rare.

But it is certain that the smallest storage bag, two feet square, is not worth hundreds of thousands of taels of gold no matter how you calculate it.

In fact, most people don’t have the courage to carry storage bags with them. If they are snatched away, not to mention what is inside, just talking about this storage bag, it will be rare.

Li Yongsheng must have used storage bags when he took out so much gold, and he also intentionally exposed it to the other party.

The Taoist nun is also very eye-catching. She saw it at a glance and even told her that the storage bag is much harder than gold. She dreamed of having a storage bag.

Storage bag! Kong Shujie looked at the sky speechlessly - what kind of freak I am like, a cultivator.

"Storage bags, but they cannot be traded," Li Yongsheng shook his head hesitantly, and then looked at Zhao Xinxin intentionally or unintentionally.

"Xinxin," Taoist priest Zheng Xiu poked her with his elbow, "The family has a storage bag."

Zhao Xinxin glanced at it, and a light flashed in her eyes, but she returned to her calm appearance. "It's impossible for me to trade it to you, it's useless to think about it."

"Little guy," the Taoist monk of Zhengxiu looked at Li Yongsheng with a smile, "Do you want to deal with Xinxin?"

"This..." Li Yongsheng's face turned red. He hesitated for a long time before hesitating and shook his head, "It seems that this fellow Taoist doesn't care much about storage bags, and I don't know how to deal with the family."

Of course she didn't care! The monk Taoist nun helplessly rolled her eyelids: she is the daughter of the King of England and has a storage bag!

But... I care.

Just when she was struggling, Zhao Xinxin suddenly spoke out, "Senior sister, it's time to go to the next house."

The Taoist nun in Zhengxiu felt regretful, but she could not continue. She was about to put down the curtain and continue moving forward, and when she heard the scar-faced male cultivator ask, "Please think about it again, can you change one ten times in Linggu?"

This was impossible. She knew this very well, but when she thought of the storage bag on the other party's waist, she couldn't help but think a little, and finally nodded slightly, then lowered the curtain.

After a while in the car business, she started working as a junior sister. "Xinxin, have you noticed that that aristocratic family likes you very much?"

"I won't consider these things if I don't join Si Xiu," Zhao Xinxin shook her head expressionlessly, "Senior sister, you have a crush on the other party's storage bag, can't you pull me into the water, right?"

The senior sister knew that her junior sister Bingxue was smart, spoke straightforwardly, and was not very careful, so she didn't care. She just smiled and shook her arm, "You have a storage bag, of course you don't feel it's inconvenient. No, you have to help me get this storage bag over."

"No," Zhao Xinxin shook her head straightforwardly and pointed out, "He can't be a noble family. You only see that he has money, but you don't see that there is scar on his face... Is it difficult to get Fuyan Pills?"

"Maybe they don't want to get rid of it," the senior sister rolled her eyes, "Don't you think it would be too perfect if he had scars on his face?"

"Of course my partner needs to be perfect," Zhao Xinxin replied proudly, "I feel that he is not worthy of me."

"Of course he is not worthy of you, but you can help him remove the scars," the senior sister replied with a smile, "Isn't it good to be such a perfect woman, and then create a perfect man with your own hands?"

"Are you pushing me down the fire pit so anxiously?" Zhao Xinxin looked at her strangely, smiling, "Didn't you like him? Use me as a guise?"

"I just like his... storage bag," the senior sister replied with a smile, then her eyes rolled, "Yes, he just advanced to the production and repair process and had a storage bag, and his family background was absolutely extraordinary."

When she saw what the junior sister wanted to say, she quickly continued to speak, "Good junior sister, you have been silly and found out what he cares about. I can prescribe the right medicine and just help my senior sister once, okay?"

Zhao Xinxin looked at her faintly and after a long time, she spoke, "Ten independent tasks."

Independent tasks are tasks set by themselves. Only in the Taoist Palace, Si Xiu has the qualification to set independent tasks. For example, Zhang Muzi's experience in the world is similar to this. If she gives herself tasks and goals, she can miss the less important activities in the Taoist Palace.

The Xuannv Palace’s main courtyard is relatively exceptional. In order to prepare and repair, independent tasks can be issued. As long as the results can satisfy the Taoist Palace, it will be considered qualified.

Zhao Xinxin is not even capable of making and repairs, and can only do other people's tasks. If he has independent tasks, he will be much more free to act.

"Let's kill me," the senior sister shouted loudly, "I can only send an autonomous task in a month. No, I can only give you an autonomous task."

"I want to push me down the fire pit for one task?" Zhao Xinxin looked at her with a smile, "I'll tell others that the scar-faced male cultivator has a storage bag, so she's not afraid of not being able to get ten independent tasks."

"Xiao Xinxin, you... are so sinister," the senior sister rushed over and waited to scratch her. Zhao Xinxin had already smiled and shrank into a ball.

At this moment, the bell outside the carriage rang...

After the carriage left, Li Yongsheng walked back to the side room. Because the plan was developing smoothly, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he found something wrong. He looked up and found that Zhang Muzi and Kong Shujie were both looking at him with strange eyes, "What's wrong with you...?"

"I found out... I never really knew you," said Kong General Yu, looking up and down, with a look of suspicion, "What else do you have to do with you boy that I don't know?"

Li Yongsheng pondered for a moment, lowered his voice and spoke seriously, "Actually, I am the son who lost to the emperor...shush, don't tell others."

"Put it off, please," Mr. Kong shook his head laughed and cried, knowing that the other party didn't want to answer, but she still wanted to say, "To be honest, you don't look like the late emperor at all."

With a "puff", Zhang Muzi couldn't help laughing, and then she squinted her face, "Then you just ask King Ying's daughter to get some spiritual valley for you, why exaggerate it like this?"

"Huh?" Kong Shujie heard Daqi, "You mean, the daughter of King Ying actually came to the Taoist Palace to practice?"

"That's right," Zhang Muzi nodded. Although Zhao Xinxin has not yet entered the stage and practice, she is very popular and even knows it. "The one who doesn't speak much is the daughter of the King of England."

"Forget it, you guys talk, I'll go out for a walk," Kong Shujie stood up. Although she wanted to know Li Yongsheng's secret, she was not very interested in political disputes.

After she left, Zhang Muzi frowned and looked at Li Yongsheng without saying a word.

Li Yongsheng ignored her, moved a chair and placed it under the eaves outside the door, looked up at the raindrops in the sky, then took out a grain of Linggu, threw it into his mouth, and slowly grinded it.

The taste of Linggu is delicious only after steaming, but the raw Linggu can also be eaten, with a unique sweetness, and it can ensure that the spiritual energy is not lost to the greatest extent.

However, there are some special things to do when chewing the spirit valley in your mouth. Grind it gently for thirty-six times, then chew it clockwise for thirty-six times, and chew it counterclockwise for thirty-six times, totaling 108 times.

This is a water grinding skill, which is helpful for improving spiritual energy, but it does not help much, and is considered a pastime.

Since Zhang Muzi promoted to the Sishu, he has rarely played such entertainment. It is too wasteful for him to have time. It is better to meditate casually, which is more than ten times better than this.

However, when she saw him having a happy chewing, she also felt a little nostalgic, so she took a chair out and sat down, threw three entrances of the Spirit Valley, and bit them up.

After chewing one hundred and eight mouthfuls, she swallowed Linggu before speaking, "Are you looking for her?"

Li Yongsheng hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly, "That's right, it's her, just understand it in your heart."

Zhang Muzi pondered for a moment and asked again, "Nine years ago, September 15th, was she passing by Wu Xiaonu's door?"
Chapter completed!