Chapter 257 Tsk tsk The suburbs were empty and she was too lazy to look for a place. While waiting for the person in charge of the academy to come, she repaired the talisman pen directly in Asang's yard. After finishing what Asan had told her to do, she went straight to the auction house without going anywhere else. Taoist Qingliu had been waiting upstairs. When the sun was still not past noon, Wei Wenxin arrived. He rushed down like a gust of wind and grabbed her sleeve! "If I had known that urging would have an effect, I should have sent out ten sound transmission notes a day!" The eldest senior brother Luo Chunshan is in seclusion to break through to the God Transformation stage, and Taoist Qingliu is basically the youngest one in the Qing generation. She is different from other elders and sometimes shows a bit of mischief. Wei Wenxin quickly admitted his mistake: "Uncle Master, it's not that serious. I just had something urgent to do and was delayed for a few days." This talisman pen can only be repaired by her. It is not easy to find her in the sect and at the right time to repair it, so the repair time is not set so strictly. The reason why Taoist Qingliu was in a hurry was because those who bought the talisman pens were desperately urging her. This talisman pen has a huge production capacity. If it is delayed for one day, a lot of spirit stones will be lost! It can be said that a talisman pen can support a small talisman shop!
How can these people not be anxious? Taoist Qingliu has to stay in the auction house all year round due to his duties. He has no way to hide when people come to him. Besides, the Tannang Pen is very expensive and those who can afford it are not ordinary people. Everyone knows that Wei Wenxin has come to Wanjian City, so she has had a really hard time these days. Seeing Wei Wenxin's perfunctory explanation, he couldn't help but get angry: "After all, it's someone else's business, it's more important than my little matter here!" But he thought someone had intercepted him and went to find Wei Wenxin to do other things. The downside of being too capable is that Wei Wenxin didn't want her to misunderstand, so she had no choice but to tell her what had happened in the past few days. "When I walked out of this door, I felt that I hadn't been to the city for a long time, so I thought about taking a walk. As I was walking, I had an epiphany and stepped directly from the north to the south of the city. Luckily, I was scared to death!" Borrowing a path through the void to achieve long-distance travel is a difficult problem that has not been solved since ancient times. If you are not careful, you may lose limbs or get lost in the long river of time. At the very least, you will shorten your life, and at worst, you may lose your life. It is an extremely dangerous thing. When Taoist Qingliu saw that she did such a thing unconsciously during her sudden enlightenment, he became very nervous. He pulled her to watch it again and again, then he sighed and repeatedly reminded her that she must not continue to think about this matter until she reached the Mahayana stage. I didn't even care about envy and jealousy. Wei Wenxin was also very scared, so he agreed immediately. Knowing that she was not delaying on purpose, Taoist Qingliu exposed the matter, put away the repaired talisman pen, and took out three bald ones, saying that they were received in the past few days and asked her to repair them as soon as possible. Knowing that she needed it urgently, Wei Wenxin had no choice but to go to the nearest refining room and spend more than half an hour repairing the talisman pens. This time when I returned to the auction house, there were finally no new orders. After Wei Wenxin finished his business, he said goodbye to Taoist Qingliu, rode Lingcang, and went straight back to the sect. I didn't have the time to think about anything else along the way. I just wanted to find a good place to place Asan's ashes. But every time she took out the box and wanted to scatter it, she couldn't help but stop. Wei Wenxin had lost countless souls under her command. Killing the enemies and burning them was a very familiar thing for her. It was precisely because of this that she couldn't do it.
In the past, most of those who were exiled had evil intentions. If Asan was also exiled, she would appear to be a bad person. Mortals are also different from immortal cultivators. Immortal cultivators do not have reincarnation, but mortals can be reincarnated. It is said that the affairs after death are always very particular... Finally, Wei Wenxin had no choice but to return to Lingsi Peak, dig a hole on a sunny slope at the back of the mountain, put the box in it, and built a grave. She didn't pick any auspicious day and got the job done in two moves. She also erected a monument in front of Asan's grave, recalled her past, and wrote "Tomb of Hei Sang". As for the year of birth and death, she didn't know when Asan was born, so she simply wrote the day of her death. After doing all this, my heart finally settled down. "Since you only want to come to the sect, this is good, right? It will also allow you to be closer to me..." Asan is not the kind of mortal who is busy trying to survive. She likes to use her brain. Even though she has no spiritual roots and will never be able to get in touch with the affairs of immortal cultivators, she still likes to think about questions like "What exactly is spiritual energy?" Wei Wenxin chatted with her for half the night and felt that she had gained a lot of inspiration. Because of this cause and effect, she cast a spell to mark Asan's soul. She planned to wait for Asan to reincarnate and then go and see her. If she had spiritual roots, she would protect her in the next life. After finishing this task, I returned to Quanyong Cottage and saw three junior brothers and sisters eating and drinking on the platform in the backyard. The third one, Meng Xiaoling, was so angry that her face turned red and her neck was thick, and she was banging the table! Wow! This is rare! I don't know if it was influenced by Yue Jinxiu, but this child has cared a lot about his image since he was young. No matter how busy he is, he will take time to dress up, always speak softly and slowly, and behave decently even when angry. At most, he will say some sarcastic words, and it is rare for him to get angry to the point of losing his composure. If you think about it carefully, it seems that every time the third brother gets angry, it is related to her? Wei Wenxin hurried down and asked her with concern: "What happened? Why are you so angry? Didn't you come back by flying boat?" The people on the flying boat back to Wanjian Sect were basically her fellow disciples. Could it be that one of them said something bad about her? Being too good is not a good thing, there will always be sour comments. She is open-minded. She thinks that the younger ones are not well-cultivated and always argue with others. She will have to persuade them to be more open-minded in the future. She thought so in her heart, but she would not say it out loud. After all, this is because her fellow juniors are so nice to her. "Big sister, where have you been these days? This matter has spread everywhere, and you don't even know about it?" Seeing Wei Wenxin coming back, Meng Xiaoling widened her eyes and asked her in surprise. "What is it?" The experiences of the past few days cannot be described in just a few words. Seeing that there was a pergola on the platform with a soft couch under it, Wei Wenxin sat on it directly, took a cup of spiritual dew, and took a big sip while half lying down. It’s a very hot day and I’m running around everywhere. I’m tired both physically and mentally. Meng Xiaoling quickly rolled up the newspaper spread out on the table and handed it over. "Didn't I take the route to the Tianyin Sect? On the way back, a fellow disciple happened to be on the flying boat returning from the Wanfa Sect, bringing back some newspapers issued by the Wanfa Sect. Big sister, look at how much they are going too far!" "Oh, these scholars are so smart. They just learn from us all day long. Wasn't this newspaper created by Wen Junxie? They are just following suit." "That's not the point. The point is that they are spreading rumors again!"
Yang Xingchen was about to come over to help her find the article, but Wei Wenxin had already put down the cup and started flipping through it on her own. These people were insidious. They didn't start the trouble on the first page, but turned a few pages before they got to a palm-sized area. The words were small and there were no pictures. They were probably complaints, saying that the breeding methods she taught them were reserved, which led to the deaths of their Wudao tea. She had known for a long time that the lineage of Daozun Fayuan wanted to make her a scapegoat, but she had no intention of paying any attention to it. The master has simply thrown the person out, what else can they do? "Okay, don't worry about your petty thoughts. Come on, tell me, what do you think of this communicator?" Wei Wenxin has always been casual about naming magic weapons, as long as everyone can understand them. The three younger ones were still filled with righteous indignation, thinking that she was being bullied, but she told them not to take it to heart, so the three of them could only adjust their emotions and put the matter aside. Since they had been using the communicator for such a long time, they naturally had some ideas and started to speak freely. This chapter makes up for what I owed last Friday. I owe two chapters, I will hurry up later. Oh, the terrible summer vacation, there are always children calling for their mothers. (End of this chapter)