Titled 200 million years

For thousands of years, Xia Xun was the only one who walked in the red dust and cultivated in an alternative way to become an immortal.

"Found it, that fan."

Cui Cao, who walked into the formation space first, stood in front of the wall and said, looking at the fan hanging on the wall.

"It turned out to be a Ninth Grade Spirit Tool."

Ji Xia looked at the fan with a little surprise on her face.

Xia Xun also walked in, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the fan on the wall. The picture on it turned out to be a brood of cute chickens pecking rice on the ground.

Then, the expression on his face froze.

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ps: There is a downside to writing books, that is, thieves will lose their hair.Obviously, he is still a young man with a juvenile spirit, and he loses a lot of hair every time he washes his hair.Looks like you have to buy hair tonic.

ps: Yesterday, I asked for a vote, and my old friends voted a lot for the beans, which was really moved.

Ever since, decided to add 1 more recommended ticket lottery quota.Lottery quota for 2 blades, 3 month ticket lottery quota.The prizes are all 1000 cat coins (well, increase the chance of winning!)

Then, when someone said that they wanted a pillow, then two additional pillow places were added. Any cartoon character can be customized.Such as Chunwu passerby, fate and so on.

It will be given to the first brother who will cast a monthly pass or a blade or give a reward after the beans wake up tomorrow.

I usually wake up at twelve noon, then go to bed and sleep until two, then wake up.

The second pillow was given to the old man in the post Tucao in this chapter. Of the twenty first Tucao, one was drawn immediately.

Chapter 53 is my chicken (first more)

Cui Cao turned around and looked at Xia Xun with a strange expression on his face, and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter with you?"

"No...nothing."

Xia Xun shook his head, with a rare look of embarrassment on his face.

"This little chicken is pretty cute."

Ji Xia looked at the chicken pecking the rice map on the fan and commented.

"Yeah, I think it's cute too."

Cui nodded carefully, then agreed.

"..."

Xia Xun did not comment on this because it was his chicken.

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To be more precise, it was the chicken he painted.

Cui carefully stood on tiptoe, took off the fan hung on the wall, and looked carefully, his eyes a little complicated.

It was such a seemingly ordinary fan that made her life extremely difficult for these two years.

The tofu she makes is delicious and beautiful, and the tofu sold is cheaper than others, so it is very popular.

She didn't have to carry a burden on the streets to hawk her, and she could sell 200 yuan of tofu made in one day only by delivering to a few inns.In this way, she can save the time to make tofu, and the daily output of tofu can increase from 200 yuan to 400 yuan or more.

Although this will be very hard.

There are three bitters in the world: punting, ironing, and selling tofu.

Cui Xin wakes up early every day, soaks the soybeans before going to bed, and wakes up in the early morning to boil and refine.

Especially for the pulp, you must not only grasp the time and frequency, but also take it slowly, not a little irritable.

Repeat this several times until the soy juice has solidified and formed.

Then it must be pressed and cut.

However, the price of making a pot of tofu is far less than the effort.

The process is complicated, the efficiency is slow, and the commodity price is low, so selling tofu ranks at the end of the "three bitters", the most bitter.

But Cui Xin thought so. She worked hard for a year or two. After saving enough money, she went to find a store on a relatively prosperous street and opened her own tofu stall.

Then hire two helpers, or find an honest man who treats her nicely, but only if she likes it.

The two people worked hard to run this tofu stall and make more tofu. Cui Xin believed that they could occupy at least one third of the tofu market in Gusu City.

The profit of a piece of tofu is indeed meager, but what about one thousand, ten thousand, one million yuan?

Accumulate less into more.

Cui Xin is very convinced of this, as long as she is willing to work hard and is willing to devote herself to doing business, she can create a happy and beautiful life even by selling tofu.

The dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, and the son born to a mouse makes holes.

Cui Xiaoxiao's father, Cui Hao, can start from scratch and become a well-known rich man in Gusu City. As his daughter, Cui Xiaoxiao still has business acumen and business structure.

However, the imagination is beautiful and the reality is cruel.

In order to force her to hand over this fan, her uncle Cui Da tried his best to make things difficult for her. First, she forced many inns not to buy tofu from her. She went to the street to set up stalls and find rogues to make trouble.

Today, I sent someone to the door to find fault, insisting to say that her tofu spoiled people.

It is hard to imagine what would happen afterwards if it weren't for Xia Xun today.

Cui Xiaoxiao can clearly perceive that Cui Da is starting to get too much. In order to get this fan, he will do everything he can, and it will be difficult for himself and his sister to be at peace for the rest of their lives.

Although she knew that this fan would be very valuable, perhaps more valuable than all the treasures in this room combined, she still wanted to burn the fan.

Even in the eyes of others, this is a Ninth-Rank Spirit Tool, a treasure that countless cultivators are eager for, and they want to get their heads.

But in Cui Xin's eyes, this is the root of all evil.

"Can this thing burn?"

She raised her head and asked Ji Xia.

"It's a bit difficult." Ji Xia said.

Although there are human, earth, and celestial elements on top of the Ninth-Rank Spirit Tool, the Ninth-Rank Spirit Tool is already a very rare treasure.

Du Ruochen is the first superpower in Gusu City and the sixth in the Qingzhou Sky List. His weapon is also a low-grade Overlord Spear. It is conceivable how precious only the Ninth Grade Spirit Tool is.

But since Cui Xin wanted to burn it, Ji Xia actually admired her in her heart.

I think she is a true temperament girl.

"Because it is a high-level spiritual weapon, it will not invade water or fire."

She said.

Cui carefully tried to tear the fan, but found that he couldn't tear it apart no matter how hard he tried.

Obviously the fan is just an ordinary piece of papyrus.

"I really can't tear it off."

Cui Cao was frustrated.

"If you really want to destroy it, I can help you."

Ji Xia said.

"Hmm."

Cui Xiao nodded his head again and again, his eyes gleaming with excitement that was hard to hide.

With that said, Ji Xia took out an exquisite and elegant long sword from her Xumi God Ring.

The whole body of this sword exudes a brilliant gloom, which is intoxicating, and the surface of the gloom is faintly surrounded by layers of black air currents. This black air current surrounds it, as if a giant dragon surrounds this quiet Light overall.

Xia Xun felt it was extraordinary when he saw this sword.

But it felt a bit wrong, how did he feel that this sword was a little familiar.

So he took out the long sword that his mother-in-law had left him from his spatial ring, and compared the two, and found that the shapes of each other were really similar, but the materials and forging techniques were very different. .

Although he didn't know how the spiritual weapons and magic weapons in this world were divided, he was sure that the sword in Ji Xia's hand must be the top magic weapon.

And what about this long sword in his hand?

Not even the first-level spirit weapon.

Is it worthy to have a relationship with others?

With a chicken ba...

Putting the long sword back into the space ring, seeing Ji Xia lift the sword, he tried to chop it towards the fan without even the spiritual power in the body. Xia Xun took a step forward and grasped the tip of the sword.

"!!!!!!!!!"

Ji Xia looked at the scene in front of her, and instantly her whole body was not well.

She raised her head, her eyes on Xia Xun were full of shock.

It was an expression of "My little friend and I were shocked".

You must know that the sword in her hand is one of the ten ancient artifacts, not to mention a fan of a ninth-grade spiritual weapon. Super powers such as the first layer of the gods are like cutting vegetables.

Of course, that would also have to stand still and let her slash at the power level expert, otherwise she would not be the opponent of the power level expert with her current cultivation base.

Xia Xun let go of the sword, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"You guy is really not human."

Ji Xia put away the divine sword in her hand and slowly raised her eyes. The flashing brilliance and different colors in those eyes merged into one, mysterious and gentle.

"Xia Xun, you are..."

Cui looked at Xia Xun carefully, with doubts in his eyes.She didn't know why Xia Xun wanted to stop Ji Xia from destroying this fan. Could it be that he fell in love with this fan?

If this is the case, Cui Jing didn't mind giving him this fan.

After all, Xia Xun saved Xiao Qin's life today and also saved her life.

Not to mention that what Xia Xun wanted was just an insignificant fan, but to make her promise to serve him for the rest of her life, she was also willing and willing to do so.

"Actually..." Xia Xun thought carefully, and finally decided to tell the truth: "I drew this picture of a chicken pecking rice."

Cui Jing: "..."

Ji Xia: "..."

The two of them were bad in an instant.

ps: Thanks to Liu Chenzi for his 1764 rewards, foreign readers for his 5000 rewards, Kuangsan & Loli’s 100 rewards, Chen·Shengda·Jun’s 5,000 rewards, and Ying’s 100 rewards.

Then report on the situation.

Add five more on the first day.One shift was added the day before yesterday, and three shifts were added yesterday, which means that there have been nine shifts.Everyone sees that I am starting to update during the day, which means I have saved the manuscript.So, Jiagen can come a little more violently, don't be afraid, I can bear it.

Please continue to ask for a monthly pass.Some people say that you can’t ask for a gentleman pillow when you live with your family. There are also normal cute and sweet pillows to choose from ()~

Chapter 54 Love is like stars (second more)

Xia Xun recognized this little chicken pecking the rice map at first sight.

Although this painting was painted when he was seven years old, two thousand and seven years have passed since then.

But he is a god, and his memory is the best in the past and present.

Let alone two thousand years ago, he remembers things four thousand years ago.

Back then, he traveled around the countries with Master Kong Qiu and was trapped on the road between Chen and Cai. He hadn't tasted rice for seven days.

In this predicament, Xia Xun once went outside to ask for some rice to cook porridge.

When the rice was about to be cooked, the master saw him grab the rice in the pot with his hands.

The master deliberately pretended not to see it. When Xia Xun came in to invite him to eat, he stood up and said, "I just dreamed of our ancestors. I believe they will bless us. I plan to use the cooked rice to worship our ancestors."

When Xia Xun heard this, he quickly explained, "Teacher, no! Never!"

"Why?" the master asked.