Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality

Chapter 55

Chapter 55 Fried Snail

Northern Wasteland.

As the name suggests, the town is in a remote location, surrounded by barren mountains and ice fields, and the weather is cold. Even the spiritual energy has a cold feeling that sinks into the Dantian and makes people tingle all over their bodies, which is very difficult for cultivators to absorb.

Even ordinary monsters here are reluctant to do evil. Only those who are naturally resistant to colds can survive.

So usually, most of the cultivators in the north do not often go out. They always concentrate their cultivation inside the cave in their own sect.

This makes the life of the northern cultivators very boring.

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Many old people can persevere. But younger cultivators will definitely come out for a visit every time they encounter a cultivation market held every year in the south.

"...fate?"

Xue Ning, dressed in a butterfly and flower dress, immediately poured her spiritual power into the wooden sign curiously.

However, this wooden sign did not give any feedback.

She was a little disappointed and flipped the board a few times. Her pair of eyes that seemed to condense water mist looked into the empty shop again. "What fate?"

"I guess it's a joke."

The older and calm female cultivator behind her was wearing the same pattern of butterfly and floral dress, but her sleeves had more water ripples than Xue Ning.

"We heard that most of Nanxun's elites have transferred to Tiansheng Sect. Maybe Nanxun's disciples have gone to the secret realm this year to help, so no one is attending the shop."

When she heard this, Xue Ning's round face also flashed with a glimpse of surprise.

Every year at the Cultivation Market, the southern sects are divided into two groups. One is to take them, the northern cultivators, to the secret realm to search for magic weapons and kill monsters. The other group is selling their own sect's products in the market street outside the secret realm.

The first group, for mutual assistance, is the key.

Because there is a variety of exercises in the south and the weather is suitable, cultivators often go to the secret realm to experience, and they have rich experience in killing monsters.

Unlike their harsh northern environment, which causes cultivators don't go out often. Their ability to practice combat is much worse than their southern counterpart.

So every year at the market, the northern cultivators have been running to the secret realm, hoping to learn some secret realm experience from the southern disciples and improve themselves.

"Senior sister is right."

Xue Ning's cheeks lightly blushed. She took a last look at the wooden sign, but it was hard to hide her regret.

She thought the Nanxun store would have something new this time.

However, the Nanxun disciples are also pitiful. The elites have all left. It is said that the treatment of their sect is extremely poor, and their disciples are living very miserably.

Miss Mei Zhen'er was kind, so she insisted on accepting them.

"Hey, I don't think Nanxun has any powerful alchemists or artificers anymore. Otherwise, I would like to help them."

The older and calmer female cultivator also regretted it. "Let's go. We bought a lot of metal-based magic weapons and talismans at the market a few years ago. This year, we only need to go to the secret realm to explore."

"And Miss Mei Zhen'er's lucky charm." Xue Ning said eagerly.

They smiled at each other and left the market.

But just after arriving at the secret realm, Xue Ning's face was stunned. She looked at the small wooden sign with the word Nanxun in her hand. She embarrassedly said, "Senior sister, I forgot to return it."

The calmer female cultivator was dumbfounded.

But when she was about to leave, they heard a shout.

"Tiansheng Sect secret realm mutual assistance, ten more places! Line up outside the secret realm, don't cut the queue!"

Both senior and junior sisters are happy.

'There is more space!'

"Why are there so many today?"

"Tiansheng Sect is very strong this year. Their expedition team is faster than in previous years. Within just a stick of incense, they killed four or five monsters. Because the speed is fast, there is more vacancy today."

"If you want to come, hurry up and line up to get a number. Usually, they only take 50 people, but now it's 60."

The two sisters were instantly happy.

They looked up at the entrance to the secret realm, and a queue had already lined up on the glacier.

Ten numbers. Each number can allow at least three to four northern cultivators.

"Xue Ning, go and return the wooden sign. Your Senior Sister will be lining up here." The calm female cultivator looked firm. "Last year, we didn't get a turn. We must not miss it this year."

"Okay!" Xue Ning nodded hurriedly.

Water mist appeared in her eyes, and immediately a water sword appeared under her butterfly and flower skirt. She rushed towards the empty shop at the end of the street!

No magic weapon, talisman, or warm greetings from disciples of various sects on the street could make her take a second look.

In an instant, the water sword stopped in front of the store near the end of the cliff.

Xue Ning was about to put the wooden sign back with one hand, but she heard a crisp sound in the distance, like a human voice but not a human.

"Welcome."

Xuening was stunned for a moment, and her eyes were filled with water mist. She couldn't help but look towards the cliff where the sound was coming from.

She saw a plump parrot with golden feathers. It has smooth and watery hair, with a brightly shining second-grade top-level imperial beast ring on the parrot's right paw.

This ring indicates that this parrot is cultivated by a human, not a ferocious beast that has lost its intellect in the secret realm. It should not be killed at will.

Xue Ning blinked. "Are you talking to me?"

"Welcome."

Xue Ning: "..."

She is talking to a parrot.

"Honorable guest, take down the wooden sign and pass through the door three times. It is fate." The parrot spread its wings and flew high. "Our shop is only open for an incense stick time. Please come with me."

Xue Ning was shocked, and she was very excited.

Sure enough, she knew that word "fate" must mean something different.

'It's interesting.'

But she wants to go to Tiansheng Sect to line up. "Is it only open for a stick of incense?"

"If you miss it, it's because we have not fated with the distinguished guest, so it is fine."

The parrot said with a mellow voice with an accent. Then suddenly, it disappeared into the clouds.

Xue Ning: "Wait!"

A stick of incense. It will take at least two hours to line up for the Tiansheng Sect's secret realm team.

This Nanxun shop is so strict, and it has to have a fate... She finally met such a thing.

How come she has no fate?

"Okay, I'll go with you. I'd like to see what magic weapon and elixir you sell."

Xue Ning immediately made a gesture. The water mist around her turned into flowers, and dozens of flowers flew out from the edge of the cliff in an instant. She stepped on it lightly and caught up with the parrot.

She is in the middle stage of Golden Core, so she is not very skilled.

It's just that elders are guarding this cultivation event. She believes that no one will behave badly.

"My senior sister and I have also bought some magic weapon formations in the Nanxun store in the past few years. The quality is good, and the price is fair. But compared with other schools, it is not too special."

Xue Ning was puzzled.

"Why did you suddenly require fate to enter your shop this year?"

While speaking, she has caught up with the golden parrot.

The flying parrot is so fat that she can barely see the bird's neck. Its beak moves, saying, "Welcome."

"...I'm asking you a question."

"Welcome."

"...!"

'Does this parrot look down on me!'

Xue Ning was angry, but soon there was a melodious sound of qin, like a mountain and flowing water, washing her irritable heart and making her feel refreshed in an instant.

"This is... Hundred Fairies Divine Tune. Nanxun sent a music cultivator this year?"

Xue Ning felt comfortable.

In front of her, the hundreds of flowers transformed by the tune one by one fell on the cliff.

"Distinguished guest, you have passed the assessment. Please come in."

Xue Ning was stunned for a moment, then opened her eyes.

She saw a warm young man in a blue pleated robe, holding a guqin and standing in front of her with modest and polite eyes. Xue Ning couldn't help blushing.

"Assessment?"

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It was only then that she suddenly realized that she was no longer in the sky between the cliffs but was standing in front of a two-story red-tiled shop.

The plaque is no longer blank at this moment. It is actually very eye-catching, with the majestic word "Nanxun."

Xue Ning was stunned for a moment. She looked to her left and right and found that she was still standing in front of the shop at the end of the street. She has not moved at all!

It's just that none of the cultivators from the north who came and went on the market street seemed to be able to see her.

"So you guys set up a fantasy array here." Xue Ning suddenly felt a little funny.

Lu Yizhou smiled and held the qin with one hand. "Honorable guest, if you are lucky enough to buy a special elixir and want to take it here, I can play a song for you and help you refine it on the spot."

Xue Ning's powdered cheeks couldn't help but redden. "Oh, good."

She has come to many comprehension gatherings but never listened to this kind of qin music.

But she was surprised. "What special elixir?"

Lu Yizhou smiled but said, "The secret must not be revealed."

Xue Ning covered her storage bag for a moment.

It seems very expensive.

Immediately she followed him into the store's first floor and walked to the treasure shelf to browse.

After they left, Chang Qing appeared with a golden parrot perched on his shoulders.

"I have watched it three times under the magic circle. She is a pure-hearted person."

The blush in Hang Wan'er's eyes disappeared. The Seven Emotions and Six Desires exercise had obviously been in use for a long time.

"Fourth Senior Brother has the seeds of heart demons. When he plays the Hundred Fairies Divine Tune, it will make people with filth in their hearts irritable. She saw a hundred flowers in full bloom, which makes me more certain that she is a good female cultivator. She passed the test we set. They must be pure and kind-hearted to take Second Senior Sister's elixir."

Chang Qing also nodded, "She was also very polite to Fei Yu, and she didn't lose her temper with it."

Several people smiled and nodded to each other.

Hang Wan'er immediately held her jade slip up. "Second Senior Sister, here is a guest."

Xue Ning was very excited to be a guest. However, after walking through the store's first floor and looking at the medicinal elixirs produced by Nanxun's Exchange Pavilion, she couldn't help being disappointed.

"I'll walk all over again so that they won't think I despise them. Then I'll just buy a tonic pill and leave."

Xue Ning pondered to herself and sighed.

"Nanxun is really just like what Master said. It has gradually declined since 50 years ago. This magic weapon style and elixir type are too old. It is the same as the ones I bought five years ago, and the price has not changed."

She shook her head and stepped onto the second floor.

However, she saw nothing in there.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard a clear and gentle voice, like a silky bamboo, coming from behind the innermost bead curtain.

"If it's convenient for you, please come in for tea."

Xue Ning was stunned but stood at the top of the stairs and looked inside. She saw a faint yellow sleeve behind the jeweled bead curtain. The person's slender wrist was half exposed from her sleeve as if it was warm jade, flawless and soft.

And her ten fingers are slender, and her skin is like snow, not stained with a trace of life. The lady holds a purple clay pot.

The aroma of spirit tea comes faintly.

Xue Ning was stunned. Is there still such an ethereal female cultivator in Nanxun?

"On the second floor, what is for sale is on the sign on the side of the wall."

Only then did Xue Ning recover. She looked at the wall beside the bead curtain. There were words.

Tailor-made magic weapons and elixir: 50,000 spirit stones for the second rank, 100,000 spirit stones for the third rank, double the price of the superior quality.

'Expensive!'

Xue Ning screamed inwardly, holding her storage bag tightly.

She did not dare to spend that amount of money to customize magic weapons.

After the spirit stone is paid for but you are not satisfied with the item, you can't get a refund for the customization.

Xue Ning shook her head immediately.

Soon, she also saw the second row of small characters on the wooden sign.

Opening Lucky Treasures: 1st to 3rd rank superior magic weapons.

A single price of 30,000 Spirit Stones.

Xue Ning stared at this sentence.

Soon, a pretty figure in red flashed behind her.

Hang Wan'er's red silk floated out, rolled up a cup of spirit tea from inside the bead curtain on the spot, and sent it to Xue Ning.

"Honored guest is interested in opening lucky treasure? You have a vision. Please come with me."

Hang Wan'er showed admiration on her face and brought Xue Ning to the treasure shelf on the second floor, with small black iron bowls on it.

The rims of the small bowls and dishes are all restricted by a Nascent Soul-level restriction. Xue Ning is only in the middle stage of Golden Core, so she can't detect what is inside.

"As long as you pay 30,000 spiritual stones, you can choose a bowl to open. It may be a first-grade magic weapon, or it may be a third-grade magic weapon. It all depends on luck."

'What!'

Xue Ning lowered her bangs, and her eyes turned round.

'With 30,000 spirit stones, is it possible to obtain a third-grade superior magic weapon?'

Hang Wan'er nodded with a smile. "If it turned out to be first grade, distinguished guests should be able to bear it."

Xue Ning suddenly froze.

A first-grade magic weapon is worth 10,000 spirit stones at most.

How did Nanxun come up with such a dodgy and tangling deal?

But when she was about to retreat, she saw a line of big characters spewing out raging fire from a small cubicle, accompanied by the laughter of a male cultivator with powerful cultivation.

[Hahaha, I've opened a third-grade Spirit Treasure again!]

[I'll knock another one, what is it now?]

[Hey, a second grade!]

Xue Ning: ...

Hang Wan'er smiled and brought a saucer forward. "Dear guest, this is a sample of our magic weapons."

Xue Ning bowed her head and saw a small gilt conch the size of a thumb on the saucer. It has a clear and realistic thread and was inlaid with four or five small jadeites. On it, there are three rosy rays of light.

Xue Ning couldn't take her eyes off it.

'This magic weapon is such a beautiful pendant!'

'Hey.'

'Impulsion is the devil.'

This kind of blind opening is risky.

She has accumulated her spirit stones for a long time.

But the lines of condensed fire words floated out from the next room.

[Well, is this girl from Shuilingmen? Today, this lucky treasure is extremely useful to them.]

[But I don't think she dares to try it. After all, it takes 30,000 spirit stones.]

[There are very few daring geniuses like me, hahahaha!]

[No, it smells so good. I want to open three more! It's a profit today!]

Xue Ning: "..."

'What's going on with this fire-based practitioner?'

Provoking her Shuilingmen?

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Xue Ning gritted her teeth and turned around. "I don't - then I will take a lucky treasure. I will try it!"

But she was annoyed after she said it. "Is there really a third grade in it?"

Hang Wan'er chuckled. "Female cultivators don't lie to other female cultivators."

After she saw that Xue Ning was so entangled, Hang Wan'er simply threw the third-grade gold conch in the saucer back into the empty black iron small bowl. She put it back on the treasure rack and pinched her Five Immortal Ropes to change the bowl's position.

"Hey, you can rest assured."

Xue Ning's eyes lit up and she immediately gave her 30,000 spirit stones.

She was slow, afraid that she would regret it and have heartache. She does not completely believe Hang Wan'er's words.

After a long struggle, she chose a small black iron bowl on the upper right side.

Hang Wan'er smiled, handed it to her, and dispelled the Nascent Soul level restraint. "Sit here, guest."

Immediately a black iron square table and seats appeared from thin air, complete with chopsticks and dishes on the table.

"?"

Xue Ning was stunned.

A faintly tangy stir-fry aroma of chopped green onion also appeared suddenly.

Just as she was about to ask, an emergency ripple of water slowly unfolded in front of her eyes.

[Xue Ning, where have you been? I met Fourth Senior Sister, who was about to enter the secret realm. She was willing to take us with her. Now she will go in with the brothers of the Tiansheng Sect. Come here now!]

Xue Ning was excited. She stood up with the small black iron bowl and rushed to the first floor.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist from Nanxun. I will open it myself."

Hang Wan'er stomped her feet and hurriedly shouted, "When you open it, suck up the juice inside—don't throw the magic weapon if it's broken. Remember to use the elixir inside..."

Xue Ning was shocked while holding her water sword.

'What?'

Did she hear it wrong?

But she didn't dare to stop. She accelerated her speed all the way to the entrance of the secret realm.

Hang Wan'er, with chopsticks in her hand, watched her leave and shook her head.

When she turned around, she walked beamingly in front of the yellow figure inside the bead curtain, who was flipping the encyclopedia of monsters.

"Senior sister, in addition to Senior Brother Jin, we only met one pure-hearted guest after waiting for a long time. If no one else comes today, can we share the rest of the lucky treasures together?"

Su Yu looked up helplessly.

The fluffy and lazy little bear cub beside her also cocked its bear neck at this moment as if it was waiting for her answer.

Su Yu couldn't help but reach out and press down on the furry bear's head.

"Use it if you want."

"Anyway, you will also spend your spiritual stones, which are also included in the proceeds of Nanxun Market."

Hang Wan'er: ...

Suddenly feeling unhappy.

"Fifth Senior Brother, watch the store. I'll go to the secret realm to kill some monster to earn some snack money!" Hang Wan'er stood up immediately, "Hmph, Sixth Brother is treacherous. No wonder seeing that there was no business in the morning, he went to the secret realm with his dragon scale sword on his back."

Su Yu chuckled and shook her head.

...

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The sun soon set. The northern secret realm ignited like a warm afterglow.

"Phew."

A third-grade lake leech, a northern monster equivalent to a human cultivator in the middle stage of Golden Core, collapsed in front of Xue Ning.

She was instantly overjoyed. She wiped the sweat from her face and admired the two brothers of the Tiansheng Sect.

She is in the middle stage of Golden Core. Usually, with her senior sisters with the same cultivation level, the three of them could only barely kill a monster in the early stage of Golden Core.

If it weren't for the people from the Tiansheng Sect who accompanied them, protected them, and created opportunities for them to attack, they would not dare to stay in this dangerous secret realm where the ice and snow are full of monsters and beasts.

"Today's mutual aid experience is completed." The brothers from Tiansheng Sect turned and left.

Xue Ning is also about to give up.

They are not good at defense. Their water-based and ice-based attacks are not very useful to these ice and snow monsters.

But the troubled times are coming. According to Buddhist Sect's prophecy, a great calamity of demons will come soon, and they have to strengthen themselves.

If someone is willing to guard them in the secret realm, it would be good for them to experience more.

"Come back tomorrow to get in line." Her Fourth Senior Sister comforted her. "I'll go to Tiansheng Sect's shop again and ask about some instructions for using their talisman."

Xue Ning nodded enviously and looked at Xu Shuang, her Eight Senior Sister, who had always been calm. "Sister, it's not easy for us to come here. Let's practice for a while near the entrance to the secret realm. At most, there are only second-rank monsters."

Xu Shuang also agreed, "Okay."

"Ah yes, I almost forgot."

Xue Ning walked to an open space and pulled out a small black iron bowl from her storage bag.

"Senior sister, help me protect the Dharma. I'll open a magic weapon first."

After Xue Ning finished fighting, she just remembered this.

She suddenly folded her hands, looked towards the distance of the ice lake, and bowed respectfully. "Bless me, the ancestors. Third grade, third grade, third grade... at worst, please second grade..."

"Huh?" Xu Shuang looked at her blankly.

...

At the same time, a sleepy white-browed old man, Taoist Mu, finally woke up in an ancient secret realm.

He jumped up from the ground but was stunned for a moment. He saw the dead monster lying on the ground. There are some golden roots in its lair, and other precious spiritual grasses repaired a cultivator's golden core. He was overjoyed.

"I actually beat this beast to death! Haha, God bless me, Taoist Mu!"

But soon, a jade slip flew in front of him.

His face changed dramatically. "What, Little Wei Zhao's Golden Core is broken?"

But when he saw the golden root spirit grass in the cave, he was full of joy. "Little Wei Zhao, wait, your teacher will be back soon!"

As a result, when he flew to the exit of the secret realm, he received another jade slip.

He almost fell down.

"...Mu Wanyuan, this old thing!"

No, he has to go back immediately.

During Nanxun's great crisis, he was not around his disciples.

It's all the fault of this beast. He was looking for medicine but was accidentally swallowed.

Taoist Mu looked solemn and looked into his Dantian.

He saw a Nascent Soul just like him, but the right side was completely shriveled.

It was worse than before he fell asleep.

Hey.

At most, he can perform three more full-strength attacks of a peak of Nascent Soul.

After that, he is afraid that the Nascent Soul in his body will fail.

Taoist Mu smiled bitterly, but soon his expression was firm.

Three times!

He flew on his flying sword and quickly shuttled in the turbulent aura.

However, the intermittent voice of Wei Zhao's voice transmission, which seemed to be delayed for many days, only reached his ears after leaving the ancient secret palace.

"Master... Second Senior Sister took over Baiyu Peak. Now she is the peak master of Baiyu Peak..."

The flying sword at the foot of Taoist Mu is crooked.

"Master... Second Senior Sister saved the sect head..."

"Master... Second Senior Sister is now an elder of Nanxun..."

"???"

...

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"Ancestor, do you bless me?"

Xue Ning closed his eyes tightly in front of the ice lake.

"Eight Senior Sister, I don't dare to look at it. Take a look for me. What kind of magic weapon is this?"

She has taken off the lid of the small black iron bowl.

It smells weird.

A slightly spicy and scallion-scented stir-fried aroma made her close her eyes and swallow her saliva.

"Who is eating in the secret realm? They are more foolish than me-"

Xue Ning frowned.

But after a while, she heard a startling question from her eighth sister next to her.

"What is this?"

"Xue Ning, is this the magic weapon you bought for 30,000 yuan? I think it looks like food!"

'What!'

Xue Ning shook her hand and almost smashed this 30,000 spirit stones into the snow.

But when she bowed her head, she almost fainted.

'It's over.'

Xue Ning's eyes darkened.

No matter how bad it is, even a first-grade magic weapon is worth at least 10,000 spirit stones. At least she can regard it as high-end jewelry.

'Ah!'

Xue Ning stood in the snow and fell back with her softened legs.

Thirty thousand spirit stones can make Tiansheng Sect help her ten times in these 30 days!

Those big flame characters floating inside the Nanxun store... Is he part of the scheme?

Xue Ning let out a whimper, and her eyes were about to burst into tears.

30,000 spirit stones. She saved it for at least two months by condensing high-grade spirit spring water for making spirit tea every day and selling it to the south to earn spirit stones.

Heartache to death.

She thought that the quality of products in the cultivation event was guaranteed, so she was extravagant.

Who knows...

The small black iron bowl in her hand fell into the snow.

Xu Shuang hurriedly supported her. "Let's go to the Nanxun shop and ask clearly. Maybe they gave you the wrong thing."

'Yes, I should ask clearly.'

There is hope for her.

Xue Ning reluctantly raised her red eyes and suddenly remembered the shouting she heard when she had just left the shop.

'Suck the juice...'

'When the magic weapon is damaged, eat the elixir inside...'

Xue Ning sniffed.

She feels very sad.

But the smell is delicious.

"Nanxun is a sect. They shouldn't lie."

Xue Ning sobbed and nodded, not daring to say that she ran into someone's fantasy.

Is it the real Nanxun faction? Now that she thinks about it, she is not sure.

Xu Shuang patted a dust-removing trick on her snow-dipped dress and then bent down to pick up the small black iron bowl.

As a result, the small bowl was upside down in the snow. As soon as she picked it up, the scallion oil conch inside rolled around in the snow and was buried in an instant.

"Hey," Xu Shuang bowed her head in confusion. "The snow is all red."

Xue Ning cried when she saw it.

The red oil stained the snow.

'Yeah.'

'It's not just grilled onion.'

'It's spicy!'

Xue Ning squatted down with red eyes, rummaging in the red snow. After all, it is thirty thousand spirit stones.

The food has to be dug back and eaten.

She was crying and turning the snow around.

When three golden rays of light fell from the sky.

Xue Ning: ...

Xu Shuang: ...

These three gorgeous lights passed through her palm.

Fall directly into the snow.

The two were sluggish. Their necks were stiff, and they moved their gazes to the ground a little.

"You said, how many spirit stones did you spend?"

"Er... 30,000?"

"!"

Scared to death.

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The two sisters looked at each other in shock.

Then they were busy bowing their heads and digging in the snow.

After digging for a long time, they finally saw a small hole in the ground!

A gilded aura flashed, and Xue Ning's fingertips touched a piece of warmth. She was overjoyed.

Third grade.

A third-grade magic weapon!

It is also the kind of magic weapon that they most need in the north!

That firey character didn't lie to her!

She was celebrating, but then she heard a roar. In a flash, a stench came towards them with ice crystals.

"Sister, run away!"

Xue Ning's happy expression solidified on her round face, and she was suddenly terrified and desperate.

This is at least a monster in the late third stage!

It is close to the peak of Golden Core.

The Tiansheng Sect was there just now, but the three of them had to join forces to kill only the monsters in the middle stage of Golden Core.

Now there are only two of them in the middle stage of the Golden Core. They will surely die!

"Xue Ning, go!" Senior Sister Xu Shuang pushed her away.

The leech arrived in a flash and arrived in front of Xu Shuang's beautiful face in one breath.

"No—Senior Sister!"

Xue Ning was full of tears.

But in an instant, a golden glow burst out from under Xu Shuang's knees.

A huge gilt conch suddenly grew to two feet high, which happened to cover them both.

The leech slammed hard into the right side of the conch.

However, the giant conch remained motionless.

Xue Ning felt nothing.

Xu Shuang also felt nothing.

They can't even feel if the monster touches them.

The conch swirled, revealing their two pretty faces in surprise.

They looked at each other.

'It turned out to be a defensive magic weapon?'

Then why is it in the shape of a conch, revealing a vortex that exposes their faces?

"Xue Ning, I understand." Senior Sister Xu Shuang was excited, "Isn't this a magic weapon?"

"?"

"From this vortex hole, we can attack the monsters wantonly, but the monsters can't hit our golden core. This golden snail protects our vital point."

"Ah!"

'So it was like this.'

The eyes of the two sisters lit up.

The conch, which is fragrant like chopped green onion and spicy oil, jumped forward and chased the leech.

Xue Ning recklessly stabbed the body of the third-grade superior leech with her sword.

But the leech can't hit them at all!

Occasionally, the leech was about to hit the vortex, and she and her senior sister immediately shrank to the bottom of the conch, safe and sound.

They really feel safe.

Because it is so safe, she can even chat with her sister.

"Wow, sister, did you find it useless to attack the leech's head?"

"Well, the position of two-thirds from the head is the key. It's best to cut it into several pieces at the same time."

"Then my sword has to be faster! I'll just make my water sword thinner."

"My dear, I understand! Today I am the king of slaying the leech in the Snowy North!"

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At the Nanxun store.

Su Yu leaned against the table and looked at Yu Dong, who was dialing his abacus. "That Magic Snail's review note, did you ask Seventh Sister to hand it over?"

Yu Dong was immediately serious. "I have urged the seventh sister, but a third-grade monster attacked her for half a day, and the third-grade Magic Snail has not been damaged until now. She said the corpses of the monsters she killed are filling her storage bags until there is no more space."

Su Yu sighed leisurely.

'Hey, this bulletproof vest. No, this spicy fried snail is too durable.'

...

In the secret realm.

A third-grade high-level monster leech fell to the ground with a bang!

There were at least four or five other stiff leeches on the ground.

Xue Ning and Senior Sister looked at each other with complicated expressions.

They don't seem to need Tiansheng Sect to protect them.

"Nanxun..."

The two spoke in unison.

They didn't say anything, but they understood the expression on the other person's face.

'The disciples are not treated well, and the elites run away?'