This dress is made of silk spun by the devil-faced horned spider.
The Ghost-faced Horned Spider is originally a rare sixth-level monster.
This kind of monster has low IQ and is very aggressive towards humans.
It usually lives in the secret realm of cultivation.
The silk it spins is invulnerable to water, fire and weapons, making it a rare and good material for making clothes.
But its strength should not be underestimated.
Although it is a golden elixir stage monster, the strength it can exert is one level higher than its own.
Moreover, this ghost-faced horned spider is very difficult to deal with.
This monster beast often lives in one place.
If you provoke one, it is equivalent to going against the entire group of monster beasts.
Every piece of spider silk is very precious, and is often used to practice music and make strings for the piano, or to string the bow.
This is the sadness of the Dharma-ending era.
Anyway, Rong Yi can't care what others think.
He comes from the Hunyuan Realm, where material is very abundant.
Even though clothes made from ghost-faced horned spiders are rare, you can still buy them for a little money.
In this world, Rong Yi refined it for his disciples.
As a master, you should protect your apprentice.
An Yiran didn't know how precious the clothes she was wearing were, she just thought they looked great.
Qingli Qingguo who was outside the door was obviously one of the people who knew the goods.
Looking at An Yiran's clothes, his eyes were a little tangled.
Once again, they felt from the bottom of their hearts how much His Holiness valued this little girl.
An Yiran didn't wear the bracelet that concealed his cultivation before.
Although An Yiran didn't do it deliberately, the two people who were in the Qi Refining Stage still clearly felt the pressure of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and unconsciously respected her more.
In addition, they heard their uncle beating them, and the new palace uniforms.
I couldn't help but admire him even more.
My uncle is so talented and extraordinary, and his future achievements will surely be limitless.
An Yiran was too lazy to care about what others thought, and it was better to practice hard.
She was looking forward to striking Rong Yi with lightning.
The feeling couldn't be better.
She has a greater sense of accomplishment than when she won the championship in the children's category with the strongest brain at the age of 4.
Now An Yiran is at ease, but some people are starting to beat again.
Gong Ling thought that His Holiness would handle the matter or teach her a lesson.
Or at least summon her once.
But not once.
Even when she took the initiative to go to Tianling Palace, she was blocked from outside the palace.
The entire Tianling Palace actually activated the formation, and no one could enter except with a waist card.
As a disciple, she didn't dare to confront him, so she had to send a message in and hope someone would pay attention to her.
But after a while.
The only one who came out was a disciple in the Qi refining stage, and he told her coldly: "No visitors."
No matter how low she lowered her posture, the man in front of her was not moved by her.
Gong Ling suppressed the anger in her heart.
She had lowered her body like this even in the foundation building stage, no matter how much she obeyed her master's orders.
At least let her know.
But after the man's face was paralyzed and he said the words of rejection, no matter what she said, she always said coldly: "Please go back."
Anyway, Gong Ling couldn't hold on any longer, so he had no choice but to leave with a faint breath.
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The beauty looked so beautiful even when she frowned.
An Yiran was so excited when she sat in the room and looked at the scene in the water mirror.
Sure enough, the destructive power of facial paralysis is huge.
The white gauze dress looks a bit fairy-like, but there is a very thin gauze close to it, which is not exposed, but has a faint flesh color.
It seemed as if just a gentle gust of wind would lift the white gauze, revealing the beauty on her chest.
Wearing such scheming clothes to come to Tianling Palace to apologize, huh, it's like a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking.
Gong Ling walked out of Tianling Palace with an aggrieved look, as if he had been greatly wronged.
That kind of noble and untainted temperament makes people feel distressed.
He obviously didn't even shed a tear, but there was a faint sadness between his eyebrows, and there was an uneasy feeling of grievance in his eyes.
Normally, the palace spirit is simply noble and indifferent, like a flower on a high mountain, but now she feels a little aggrieved, like an angry Persian cat.
Even if you are using yourself to blackmail others silently, there is still a thrilling beauty.
It's like seduction and no one dares to have any covetous feelings.
An Yiran had to admit that this palace spirit was indeed the best among women.
If it were placed in An Yingjie's harem, it would definitely be like a fighter jet.
No, someone took the bait right away.
Chai Zhe is a disciple of Xuanling Palace, and the son of the same elder as Gong Ling.
The qualifications are not very good.
It is the three spiritual roots of water, wood and fire.
Among them, wood and fire are artificially mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, so there will not be much benefit in terms of cultivation.
But Chai Zhe has a good uncle.
His biological father died early and he was raised by his father Chai Han since he was a child.
Chai Han is a late-stage Jindan monk who is over sixty years old.
But he looks to be in his early forties.
His uncle had no children in his life, and he loved his nephew as much as his eyes.
Even though Chai Zhe's talent is not high, he has been fed a lot of pills since he was a child, and his cultivation level is still at the ninth level of Qi training.
This person is destined to be a playboy, but he does not have such an arrogant character.
Instead, he is a bit honest, dull and unknown.
Chai Zhe has always had a goddess, Gong Ling.
At this moment, I saw Gong Ling running out of Tianling Palace from a distance, looking aggrieved and aggrieved, and for the first time I felt a sense of courage in my heart.
He wanted to protect his goddess so that she would not be bullied by outsiders for the rest of her life.
He had also heard about what happened at the market before.
When the goddess was supervising the rules of the new disciples, she accidentally failed to control her coercion, causing the venerable disciple to be injured.
The goddess probably went to apologize at this time, but unexpectedly she was insulted instead.
Even if she is a disciple of the Venerable, so what if she is just a third-level Qi practitioner?
She really has the nerve to ask a monk in the foundation-building stage to apologize to her.
Gong Ling had long noticed that some disciples were far away, and she deliberately let them see them.
If nothing else, the news should spread around tomorrow that she, the first disciple of Xuanling Palace, was bullied by the disciples of the Venerable, and that the new disciples were arrogant.
She felt that His Holiness would not care about these things, so the culprit who made her so embarrassed at the door must be the new female disciple.
Even if she becomes the disciple of the Venerable, there are still ways to make it difficult for her to survive in the Holy Spirit Palace.
Looking at Chai Zhe who was closest to him, Gong Ling ran towards him.
There was still some sadness on his face, as if he had been wronged a lot.
When Chai Zhe saw the goddess who was usually far away from him walking towards him, he was so shy and nervous that he didn't even know how to let go of his hands.
In a moment of excitement and excitement, I shouted loudly: "Hello, Senior Sister."
"Junior brother, too."
Gong Ling looked at his junior, with no sadness on his face.
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Just the red circles under his eyes said it all.
To be continued
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