How many times does a normal person have to die in the world of cultivation?

Chapter 135 Magical Shop

Li Xiaoxiao still doesn't know that he has been mistaken for a heinous villain.

With money in hand, Li Xiaoxiao immediately went to the [Vastal Pavilion] to buy himself an ordinary invulnerable robe.

It is waterproof and fireproof, and naturally it protects against ordinary water and fire.

What satisfies her most is that it is warm in winter and cool in summer, automatically adjusting the appropriate temperature.

How can you not be moved?

But look at the price...

Also, with so many functions, it’s natural that the price is higher.

After all, there is no need to change and wash it, and it is dust-proof, soil-proof and ink-proof.

In short, I would feel sorry for myself if I didn’t buy one.

So I reluctantly spent 3,000 spirit stones to put on the large black robe. The clothes automatically adjusted their size and fit perfectly.

In order not to attract attention, he put away the high-end storage bag on his waist and only hung the spiritual pet bag.

The empty ring on his hand is also tied with a black cloth strip.

This is no ordinary black cloth, it is also used to resist divine consciousness.

This piece of fabric, which was the same size as a band-aid, cost another fifty spiritual stones, but the other party saw that she was given a discount when she purchased the robe.

She said nothing during the entire purchase process, and she never even took off the hood on her head.

Coming out of [Fayi Pavilion], Li Xiaoxiao was in a dark state from beginning to end.

However, her appearance was quite common in the world of cultivation, so it didn't attract anyone's attention.

With 2,819 spirit stones left, Li Xiaoxiao kept a low profile and did not shop any more, and left directly to continue on his way.

This time, there was no little tail following him. Occasionally, he met a few stray cultivators on the road. Everyone was on guard against each other, and there was no sign of getting close at all.

This is also the ideal state that Li Xiaoxiao wants.

No, we arrived near Shushan without any danger.

It's time to select disciples again. Those who are farther away choose their disciples every few years. Those who are closer to Shushan select outer disciples almost every year.

Li Xiaoxiao's mind automatically flashed to the brutal battle between the outer gates.

There was no way she could take this route.

He raised his hand and touched his face. Although there were masks similar to the disguise technique in the world of cultivation, they were too bloody and cruel.

Li Xiaoxiao couldn't help but get goosebumps at the thought of covering his face with the skin removed from other people's faces. He felt a million resistances.

So how do you get into Shushan?

Li Xiaoxiao had several countermeasures and rehearsed the consequences of doing so over and over in his mind.

Without exception, she rejected them all.

So I decided to find an inn to stay for one night.

When registering, Li Xiaoxiao subconsciously hid his real name and the pseudonym [Li Tianjiao] he had already used.

She took a new name [Xin Xiao], her mother’s last name was [Xin], [Xiao] means starting over.

After the shopkeeper wrote the two words [Xin Xiao] on the paper book, he waited for two seconds for the two words to suddenly appear on the paper.

He stood up from the paper as if it were alive, and then the shopkeeper took a wordless five-sided diamond-shaped wooden sign. The black fonts were drilled into it, and the two big characters [Xin Xiao] were written on it.

Li Xiaoxiao's eyes widened behind the hat. This was the first time she had seen this operation, and she didn't know if it was like this in the world of cultivation.

"Recently, the whole city is under martial law. It would be better for you, sir, not to walk around." The shopkeeper handed over the wooden sign and reminded him kindly.

After Li Xiaoxiao nodded imperceptibly, she didn't ask any more questions because she was afraid that the questions she asked might be common sense in the world of cultivation.

"Guest officer, please this way."

The waiter in the shop was wearing a khaki two-piece linen jacket with dark brown trim and a matching turban on his head. If it weren't for the low-grade storage bag hanging around his waist, Li Xiaoxiao would have thought he was an ordinary mortal.

Then we went to the third floor. There were no rooms in the traditional sense on the third floor.

It's so empty that it makes people think they are in the clouds.

Following the waiter's unique steps, he stood in one place, looking down and seeing nothing but his own shoe uppers.

It was the waiter who told her to lift the wooden sign into the air, water ripples appeared in the space, and then a door appeared in front of her.

"If your guest has any needs, just take the wooden sign." After that, he left.

After Li Xiaoxiao stepped into the room, the fluctuations behind him squirmed again, and everything returned to blank.