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Chapter 1370 Three Million Spirit Stones

Ye Ling had been thinking about how to persuade Miss Lu, but she was so worried that she could not help but look down and then woke up. She hurriedly pulled her hand back in embarrassment, but saw Zixuan and Han Wanrong's two girls, who had poked their heads out of the water curtain formation.

"Oh! Master, are you?" Zixuan teased.

Han Wanrong looked at Ye Ling, then looked at Lu Binglan, and sighed: "Hey! After only a while, I thought you two brothers were guarding us outside the water curtain, but I didn't expect that they were pulling and pulling!"

Lu Binglan spat and said, "What nonsense? Nothing is true! We are very open and honest, but you two are sneaky. Do you want Hua Qingyu? Are you still thinking about it? All the clothes are cut?"

Han Wanrong smiled and said, "Okay! Master Su, please try putting it on to see if it fits?"

Zixuan took out the white clothes and beautiful clothes, and personally changed them to her master.

Han Wanrong brought out a bronze mirror that was more than one person tall. As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold. After Han Wanrong's cutting, Ye Ling looked a bit elegant and outspoken when wearing this brocade dress.

Ye Ling covered her shirt casually, but found a small word Xuan embroidered inside, with golden silk threads, which was very delicate. Ye Ling laughed and said, "Envoy Han, have you taught Zi Xuan to embroider?"

Han Wanrong nodded: "Yes! Zixuan is smart and skillful, and can understand at a glance. She is the smartest woman I have ever seen. She is very talented in terms of female celebrities!"

Zixuan felt very happy when she heard this. She held the colorful dress that Han Wanrong cut for her. She couldn't let go of it and couldn't bear to wear it. She stored it in the agarwood box and finally put it in the storage sachet.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps outside the formation sounded. Before the person arrived, he heard Wang Shiyuan's hearty laughter: "My junior brother! Are there any pills left?"

Liang Yuzhu also urged: "Hurry! The ninth-level holy spirit pills have been sold out, and even the beauty pills are in short supply! It's getting dark now, and more and more monks gathered in front of the Netherworld Cave Palace. My elder brother and I can set up a stall for a while before the middle of the night."

When Ye Ling and Zixuan heard this, they looked at each other and smiled, and went out to greet each other.

Although Wang Shiyuan and Liang Yuzhu were a little tired, they were very energetic and obviously had a good spirit. They worked hard to earn spirit stones.

Ye Ling said in surprise: "We have refined a whole stone jar of top-quality Holy Spirit Pills, and they have sold them all?"

Liang Yuzhu replied: "Yes! There are a lot of elixirs, but there are too many people! They are all generous people, especially those children of the Immortal Cultivation Family, who are so happy to take out the spirit stones! I used to be quite disgusted with these playboys, but now it seems that these people are our customers!"

Ye Ling smiled bitterly and said, "So that's it! It's a pity that Zixuan and I didn't refine much in a hurry. Besides, you and the elder brother have worked hard for a long time, and it's time to take a break, meditate and adjust your breathing, wait for the opening of the Netherworld Cave Palace, and then set up a stall to sell it when you have the opportunity."

Liang Yuzhu had no choice but to nod and respond.

Wang Shiyuan held the storage bag tightly in his hand, looking around, seeing that no outsiders were paying attention, he flashed into the formation and called Ye Ling and Zixuan, as if he was guilty of being a thief, he entered the water curtain ban, then opened the storage bag and said in a low voice:
Chapter completed!
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