A retired swordsman who opened a shop in the end [Quick Transmigration]

The first row of shelves in the Xiaoxian Inn is still the way Ling Du organized it back then. The child would put the products he thought were the most practical in a position where customers could see them as soon as they entered the store.

This means that most of the shelves on the first row are small daily necessities, such as various unidentified brands of paper towels, scissors and fruit knives, small stationery that can be seen everywhere, and even white and green strings such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, and rice. Things you need for everyday cooking.

Lingdu obviously made a mistake in assessing the value of some of the commodities, he just made a simple judgment based on the appearance, and Bai Qingxian let the children play.

But this makes the products on the first row of shelves mostly small things in bottles and cans.

When the shelves fell to the ground with the loud noise and the flying Ning Yi, the sound of countless goods shattering came, making the not-so-rich Leisure Inn even more miserable.

Even the well-informed Boss Bai stopped thinking for a moment.

"Hold... sorry." Although Ning Yi, who got up from a pile of debris, didn't know the value of these "three no products", when he turned his head and saw Boss Bai's trembling and outstretched right hand, Ning Yi had a A gut feeling that something big is bad.

Although the Mr. Bai in front of him has a strange personality, and he said a lot of misleading words like a villain before that, and Ning Yi felt that he was going to die countless times before, even when he was not awake just now. I thought I was in the afterlife.

But the facts proved that Ning Yi did not die.

And the strength in the body is more abundant than ever before, just by moving the joints of the fingers, Ning Yi can feel that he is stronger than the so-called heyday before.

The only thing that may be lacking is that Ning Yi has no real sense of the power in his body, and his whole body feels so light and empty, as if he was stuffed with many things that did not belong to him.

But Ning Yi can already confirm that the wound on his body pierced by the Cangyun Holy Sword has completely healed, and the strange disease that makes him unable to practice has also disappeared!

This Mr. Bai Qingxianbai really cured him!

Really cured!

"Mr. Bai..." When Ning Yi looked at Bai Qingxian, his eyes were full of tears, and his whole expression was so numb that it made people get goosebumps, "Mr. Bai, I'm sorry that I just..."

Ning Yi seemed to feel extremely guilty for doubting Bai Qingxian before, and the complicated eyes made Bai Qingxian immediately look away, unable to bear to look directly.

Leaving aside the fact that Bai Qingxian originally intended to misunderstand Ning Yi, he wanted to have some fun by the way.

Let's talk about Ning Yi's face, which may be regarded as sunny and handsome in most people's eyes, but it is definitely not the kind that Bai Qingxian likes, so seeing the other party's disgusting eyes, Bai Qingxian is really a little surprised not go down.

"It's just a transaction with a clearly marked price." Bai Qingxian said, then walked over and pointed to the broken goods on the ground, and controlled himself so that his voice would not tremble with distress, "But these things are not within the scope of the transaction, I will ask for reasonable compensation."

"Yes, of course!" Ning Yi nodded immediately, "Even if it's just the consultation fee for the treatment of the injury, it's fine for me to lose my entire family to pay for it."

"These products are very expensive." Bai Qingxian looked at the pile of bottles and jars with distress, most of which were made of Lingzhi and Lingquan. After all, the seasonings bought in supermarkets in other worlds are not enough for monks. No taste to speak of.

It is precisely because of this that people in this world have given up ordinary food and turned to research on nutritional agents and nutritious food that can taste.

Of course, Ning Yi couldn't see the value of the wreckage, but now Bai Qingxian was even comparable to the "Twin Saints" in historical stories in his eyes, and he didn't doubt anything at all.

"Mr. Bai, do we want to expose the true face of the reincarnation of the holy master?"

"Mr. Bai, will it hurt Li Meng to directly expose the true face of the reincarnation of the saint? Does Mr. Bai have any good ideas?"

"Mr. Bai, what kind of rare treasure is the fruit you gave me just now?"

"Mr. Bai, all of your lineage of holy masters hide in the city like you, and then draw their swords to help those in distress?"

"Mr. Bai, are you still recruiting from the line of Saint Masters?"

"Mr. Bai, why didn't the holy master give the complete mind to His Majesty the holy emperor?"

"Mr. Bai, why do I always have a feeling of chest tightness and qi deficiency?"

"Mr. Bai..."

"Maybe you talk too much." Bai Qingxian glanced at the blond young man, and even felt that he shouldn't use such an annoying guy as Ning Yi as a shield. If he knew he should have a good chat with Yan Lao about "the reincarnation of the saint" things.

"..." Ning Yi seemed to know that her behavior was a bit annoying, so she immediately shut her mouth.

"Although your injury has healed, there will be no problem in continuing to practice the Cangyun Sword Art in the future, and the effect will even be a few percent better than before, but your original cultivation has been abolished, and now the heaven and earth energy in your body is gone. It comes from the fruit that was fed to you before." After Bai Qingxian's ears calmed down, he was in the mood to explain.

"It's normal to feel discomfort for a short period of time when these heaven and earth energy enter your body without being tempered. As long as you practice hard for a period of time, you can naturally take it as your own."

"On the contrary..." Bai Qingxian glanced at Ning Yi, "If you are satisfied with this and neglect your cultivation, then these unrefined forces of heaven and earth will leave your body again soon, and you will become nothing at that time. An uncultivated person."

"I understand." Ning Yi made her expression look more serious, and didn't say anything more.

"There is still the matter of incomplete mentality." Bai Qingxian thought about it, and explained, "If you have a complete mentality, it will naturally save you effort in cultivation, and you can avoid many wrong paths."

"However, the Cangyun Sword Jue obtained by the saint master after modifying the mental method will not allow the practitioner to take many wrong paths. Instead, it will allow people to obtain unlimited possibilities in the process of cultivation." Bai Qingxian tilted his head and looked at Ning Yi, "Mr. Ning Yi, who has improved the Cangyun Sword Art, should be very aware of this."

"Cultivating a complete mental method can make people come here." Bai Qingxian compared the position lower than his waist, and then moved his hand to the neck, "Practicing the Cangyun Sword Art can make people come here. Those who understand the true sword intent in the Sword Art can even go further."

"What about Mr. Bai?" Ning Yi still couldn't help asking curiously, "Mr. Bai, where have you practiced?"

Bai Qingxian froze for a moment, then laughed softly: "You don't want to know."

"I don't know what I can do for Mr. Bai?" After accepting such a great kindness from Bai Qingxian, all the other party wanted was to go to the border battlefield by himself. Ning Yi always felt that he was not doing enough.

"Finish what you want to do, and then go to the border to practice for a while." Bai Qingxian looked in the direction of Wangcheng through the store door, and he could even feel that the sword embryo waiting for him to pick up was the best of the best. .

"Speaking of which, you don't have any useful weapons at hand, right?" Bai Qingxian suddenly thought of this key point, and asked Ning Yi, "Have you brought any money?"

"There is not much cash, but there is still a lot in the virtual account." Ning Yi couldn't keep up with Bai Qingxian's rhythm of changing topics.

"Then let's go out for a while." Bai Qingxian glanced at the mess on the ground, "Mr. Ning Yi destroyed a shelf of my products, so naturally I have to find new products to replace them, and buy two new swords by the way."

"Actually, I still have spare swords at home, and they are all the best..."

In the middle of Ning Yi's words, he saw Mr. Bai under the cover of the hood turning his head and looking at him. After a chill behind his back, he nodded immediately: "Listen to Mr., Yi can also help Mr. introduce a few cloud network online and offline word-of-mouth companies. Good forging..."

"Just go to that hypermarket on the street. When I passed by last time, I saw a few swords hanging there." Bai Qingxian pushed the door open and walked out without giving Ning Yi a chance to speak.

"...Listen to Mister." Ning Yi followed and left the Xiaoxian Inn, turning her head from time to time to look at the shelves that were still lying on the ground.

Bai Qingxian wasn't as worried about the situation in the store as Ning Yi was, after all, there were paper figurine staff around, so they would definitely clean up some of them before they returned to the store.

"Mr. Bai, after the matter here is over, will you go to the border with Yi?" Ning Yi looked at Bai Qingxian with anticipation in his eyes. Want to know what it will be like when Bai Qingxian moves his hands?

Will it be the same as the description of the holy master in the novel of the double saints, with winds and sand blowing up, thunderstorms and thunderstorms, changing the color of the world?

"I would like to go and see." Bai Qingxian nodded. Although Shenglin City is surrounded by countless drone billboards, there are various signs that the Zerg forces are resurgent, and I am afraid that they will appear soon. Unforeseen events.

Bai Qingxian has not forgotten that this world should have entered the end 500 years ago.

Although due to some butterfly effects, the doomsday that was supposed to come was stopped by the human race led by Saint Emperor Canglan, but will the prevented doomsday really never come again?

Bai Qingxian, who witnessed the annihilation of her best friend and the world of comprehension, once deeply experienced the powerlessness in the face of fate.

So he can't guess the future of this world.

I don't want to guess.

Bai Qingxian's initial rule for herself was to only stay in each world for ten years.But he has stayed in this world for too long, too long, and he may leave at any time after he gets the top-quality sword fetus in the king's city.

"Will Mr. Bai make a move?" Ning Yi could hardly hide the expectation in his eyes.

"No." Bai Qingxian did not respond to Ning Yi's expectations, and walked to the hypermarket ahead. He had seen many drone billboards put up by that hypermarket. Boss Bai thought it was very interesting, but he was always too shy to get close.

"It's a good thing I don't do anything." Bai Qingxian added.

Ning Yi couldn't figure out what Bai Qingxian meant, so he could only obediently follow behind Bai Qingxian, but he looked at Bai Qingxian who was wearing a black robe all the way, and soon his damn curiosity surfaced again.

After holding back for a long time, Ning Yi finally couldn't help asking: "Why does Mr. Bai keep wearing a robe? Is it the...rule of the Saint Master's line to conceal his true face?"

"Not really." Bai Qingxian was in a good mood when he saw the entrance of the hypermarket, so he forgave Ning Yi's curiosity.

"It's just that my situation is quite special, and it's not convenient for me to show my face."

"If you have to show your face, I'm afraid it will scare people."