The owner of this magic weapon shop is very cruel

Chapter 135 Zhou Wuyou

After making the bed, Su Li and Mu Qiange roughly explored the furnishings in the cabin. Then Su Li said with some confusion: "There are basic furniture, and there are also a lot of spiritual fruits, spiritual rice and so on. The room next door There are also some pastries, are we really here to reflect on our punishment?”

Shouldn't the so-called reflection mean locking people in a cave and letting them copy books and reflect day and night? What's going on with this feeling of vacationing in the snowy mountains now?

"Perhaps... it was our master who took us behind the scenes?" Mu Qiange said hesitantly. Her knowledge of punishment came from hearsay from her master, so she was not sure. After all, her master seemed a little unreliable.

"Forget it, let's settle down now that we're here, let's eat first." Su Li touched her belly. That's it for now, let's eat first.

Then she took out several food boxes from the cicada spirit in her sleeves and placed them neatly on the wooden table in the room.

She happened to pass by a restaurant in the morning and after smelling the fragrance, she bought it to be prepared. She didn't expect that it would be wiped out so soon.

"Yeah, let's do it!" Mu Qiange shook off all the questions in his head and quickly sat down at the table.

After being noisy for a long time, she was indeed hungry.

"By the way, senior sister, can you refine a magical storage weapon that I can use?" Mu Qiange was a little greedy as she watched Su Li take out boxes after boxes of steaming meals from her knife.

The storage bag only has the effect of storing things, and food will deteriorate quickly when placed in it. However, the storage bag is different. The space inside is constant. Things look the same when they are put in.

Her master had prepared a large storage ring for her, but the storage ring could only be used after establishing the foundation. After all, she could only see what was inside by using her spiritual sense to penetrate it.

"As long as there is a spiritual object that contains space attributes, I can forge it, but the space will not be too big." After all, her cultivation level is here, and if she is given a ninth-level spiritual object, she can only forge it to a semi-mature level. The true value of spiritual objects cannot be brought out at all.

In order to earn spiritual stones to support Donghuang Xiaoxian, Su Li also put in a lot of effort. After learning about the special nature of the storage spiritual weapon, she started to investigate the market price to see if she could rely on this special weapon. Make a fortune by storing magic utensils.

But after only comparing the prices of spiritual objects, Su Li gave up because it was completely nonsense and she could only lose money but not make any profit.

Spiritual objects containing space attributes are all at least level five. Not only are they extremely expensive, but they are also unmarketable. They generally only appear in major auction houses, and ordinary storage spiritual weapons are not refined with space spiritual objects.

Most of today's storage spiritual weapons are storage rings handed down from ancient times. The standard is 100 square meters. They are simple and stable. They don't need 998 or 668. They just need a top-quality spiritual stone. The belt is 100 square meters. go home.

cough cough...

And as various secret realms are developed, many storage rings flow into the world of immortality every year, basically realizing the freedom of storage for immortality cultivators.

Therefore, the weapon refiners who refine storage spiritual weapons are all rich people. The greater use of space spiritual objects is to create teleportation arrays and some special spiritual weapons.

But there is always no shortage of rich people in the world.

Mu Qiange rummaged through several storage bags around her waist, then took out a large, shiny bead and handed it to Su Li, "Senior sister, can you think of this? I remember it was called Dingkong. beads.”

Su Li took the Dingkong Bead, her spiritual power circulated to her eyes, and then she looked at it carefully and said, "It can be used, but this bead must be very expensive. If it is reforged, it can only be used as storage. , and the space after forging is also very small, less than one cubic meter."

The Dingkong Pearl has been refined and formed, and most of the veins inside have been refined by others, so she can only smelt it away and then activate the remaining spiritual veins, so the effect will definitely be greatly reduced.

"It's okay, it's okay, I won't need it anyway." Mu Qiange waved his hands proudly and said in one sentence, "You have money and you will do whatever you want."

"Okay, I'll help you forge it after dinner." Su Li put the Dingkong Bead aside and continued to take the lunch box. She didn't feel bad about the Dingkong Bead, after all, she didn't know the price.

After taking out all the lunch boxes, Su Li took out two more small gourds, and then calmly placed one of them in front of Mu Qiange. The other one was of course hers.

"Yeah, thank you, senior sister." Mu Qiange happily opened the gourd, took a sip, and then said happily: "This spiritual juice is delicious, senior sister, drink it quickly."

"Okay." Su Li also opened the gourd lid, took a quick sip before the smell came out, and said loudly: "It's really delicious!"

It’s indeed that store’s signature pear blossom stuffed rice!

……

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, when two kilograms of pear blossoms had been stuffed into her stomach, almost all the food in the food box had gone into Su Li's stomach. She rubbed her dizzy head, and then looked at the person lying on the table. Mu Qiange, who was unconscious, scratched his head in embarrassment.

This pear blossom wine was so high that she accidentally got it mixed up and gave it to Mu Qiange as juice. However, Su Li also didn't expect that Mu Qiange's alcohol capacity was smaller than Di Lin's, so she drank it directly after just one sip. Drunk and fell down.

"Sister Xiaoxian, is there a big problem with my soul?" Su Li asked, while clearing the table, and at the same time used the Hair Purification Technique on herself and Mu Qiange to remove the smell of alcohol from their bodies.

Donghuang Xiaoxian was still sitting on Mu Qiange. After hearing Su Li's inquiry, she shook her head gently and said with some frustration: "The problem is not big, but it is best to recover quickly. Alas, In the final analysis, it is still my fault, the side effects of Xianli mode are too great."

She forgot that Su Li was not Luosheng, and her soul was still very weak.

"What does it have to do with you? Isn't it always my fault?" Su Li didn't care. If there was a problem, just solve it. There was no need to blame anyone else.

Then Su Li flipped her hand, took out the thick Shen-Building Art, and then walked towards Donghuang Xiaoxian, "Sister Xiaoxian, come and help me see if there is anything wrong with this skill."

"Yes." Donghuang Xiaoxian nodded, but suddenly, she raised her head and looked outside the door, and said warily: "Be careful, someone is coming."

"Human?" Su Li was a little stunned. Isn't this the residence of Sister Mo? How could there be anyone else?

"Haha, the two junior sisters are quite happy."

At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter came from outside the door, and then a young man in green robe opened the door and walked over slowly.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a paper fan in his hand and shaking it gently. Although his face was still a little childish, it did not cover up his indifferent temperament at all.

Just fanning on the snowy mountains? Isn’t it a bit weird? Su Li labeled him a second grader.

The middle school boy walked up to Su Li, closed the paper fan with one hand, bowed slightly, then bowed gracefully and said, "Wuyou will be the inmate of the two junior sisters next week."

"Inmate?" Su Li looked at the young man's delicate face and really didn't have much impression. However, if Zhou could still stay here with Mo Yanfei, he could only be a member of the Zhou family, one of the seven aristocratic families.

The set spatial units are meters and miles. Lizi is not good at math, and calculations of feet and inches are too confusing.