It seemed really hot, and she rubbed herself against his arms, which were always cold.

　　Rong Shu suddenly came to his senses, retreated in panic, got off the bed, and walked out of the hall.

　　The guard was guarding the door: "Master, when I woke up this morning, Xuelian was gone."

　　Rong Shu glanced at the place where Yun Jue was standing yesterday, raised his eyebrows slightly, and calmed down: "Yeah."

　　The guard did not leave.

　　Rong Shu glanced at him: "What?"

　　The guard said: "There is someone outside the door who is offering one million spiritual stones to buy a spiritual body. The host...do you want to see a visitor?"

　　Chapter 107 Cultivation Fairy Cannon Fodder 28

　　When Rong Shu went to the main hall, the man who was rumored to be "buying a spirit body" was already waiting there.

　　Dressed in a scholar's robe, he looks quite elegant. Just by looking at his back, you can tell that he is a mortal in the human world.

　　Rong Shu squinted his eyes and looked at him. For some reason, what rose in his heart was not the joy of collecting money and treasures in the past, but... anger.

　　He obviously loves all money and treasures, and he obviously has no money, but his heart feels like a huge stone, dull and irritable.

　　Hearing the footsteps behind him, the scholar-looking man hurriedly looked back. He was startled when he saw the boyish man in front of him. Perhaps he didn't expect that the owner of Qianjin Tower was so young, but he quickly reacted and leaned over to perform a ritual. He bowed and said, "I've met the original poster. I'm going to explain to you Changfeng."

　　Rong Shu stared at him without saying a word, and the anger in his heart almost surged out.

　　Jie Changfeng, on the other hand, was mentioned by the mortals in the human world who came to ask for help. He was called "Sai Zhuge" by those people. He knew a lot, but it was a pity that he was born with a useless mortal body.

　　"Master?" Jie Changfeng asked again when Rong Shu didn't respond.

　　Rong Shu came back to his senses, stared at him for a while, and laughed suddenly: "Come to ask for a spiritual body?"

　　Jie Changfeng nodded: "Exactly."

　　Rong Shu's eyes turned cold, but the smile on his lips became brighter. Then he stood up and walked to the main seat. He took the pearl in the tea tray and played with it: "Do you know how much that spirit body is worth?"

　　Xie Changfeng nodded again: "Of course, one million spiritual stones."

　　Rong Shu's grip on Mingzhu tightened, and his expression became even more ugly. He casually glanced at Jie Changfeng's thin body: "Qianjinlou does not accept credit."

　　Millions of spiritual stones had to be looted or even bloodbathed by the two major cultivating sects to collect them. He didn't believe that this was something a mortal could do.

　　Xie Changfeng paused and said honestly: "Xie doesn't have millions of spiritual stones."

　　Rong Shuben's hand that was holding Mingzhu loosened slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He stood up lazily: "Send off guests..."

　　Before he finished speaking, Xie Changfeng hurriedly took two steps forward and said loudly: "I can use the one next to me to reach the spiritual stone."

　　Rong Shu paused, glanced sideways at him, and smiled mockingly: "Which limb in your body do you think is worth a million spiritual stones?"

　　Xie Changfeng pursed his lips: "For hundreds of years, the person who has been selected to succeed the master of Qianjin Tower is not trapped by the yin and yang of the three realms. He has no human warmth throughout his life. Naturally, he will never be able to continue to produce descendants and give birth to children."

　　Rong Shu's body suddenly froze, and he finally turned around to look at Xie Changfeng, and smiled playfully for a long time: "I heard that mortals call you 'Sai Zhuge'?"

　　Jie Changfeng was puzzled, but still nodded.

　　Rong Shu nodded: "You continue."

　　Xie Changfeng took a deep breath: "I once read in ancient books that there is a method that can make people regain their vitality. Even a wooden person can become a human being, and the poster can become a human again."

　　Rong Shu's eyes suddenly tightened and he stared at Xie Changfeng. After a while, he chuckled: "It's worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones." At this point, his throat tightened slightly, "Master Xie, why don't you tell me what you can do?"

　　Jie Changfeng lowered his eyes: "The matter of the spirit body..."

　　Rong Shu paused his fingers slightly: "Qianjinlou always looks at the money before inspecting the goods. If Mr. Xie doesn't want to, please come back."

　　Jie Changfeng's face turned pale, and he suddenly took two steps forward: "Baimingquan."

　　"Um?"

　　"Bai Ming Spring is a heavenly spring. If you can exchange blood with someone in Bai Ming Spring, you can be reshaped into a human being." Xie Changfeng paused before adding, "It's just that the person who exchanges blood must be willing to do it. That’s all.”

　　Rong Shu was silent for a long time, then laughed sarcastically: "Is there anyone in this world who would rather not be a human being?"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

　　"Owner..." Xie Changfeng wanted to say something else.

　　A ball of open fire mixed with anger in Rong Shu's palm hit his feet violently.

　　Xie Changfeng stopped in a hurry and turned pale.

　　"I said," Rong Shu smiled warmly, "It's worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, but there are still hundreds of thousands left."

　　The moment he turned around, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, his lips were pursed tightly, his ponytail swayed slightly behind him, and even his back looked filled with panic and hidden anger.

　　It wasn't until he returned to the back hall that Rong Shu's footsteps slowed down.

　　what happened to him?

　　It seems that something has been wrong since I heard that someone came to seek spiritual bodies, and now it is even more wrong.

　　Can't bear to part with it?

　　Rong Shu was startled when this thought came into his mind. "can you?"

　　He said in a low voice, not like a question, but like a whisper.

　　"Rong Shu!" A woman's voice suddenly called him from the front, sweet and excited.

　　Rong Shu suddenly came back to his senses and looked forward. Jiang Fei was running out of his palace and trotting towards him. The white gauze on his body was fluttering like smoke and mist, like a ball of extremely warm light.

　　Rong Shu's eyes were dazed for a moment.

　　"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Fei approached him, his eyebrows half-curved, "Have you gone out early in the morning?"

　　At this point, her cheeks turned slightly red, "I accidentally fell asleep last night..."

　　Rong Shu looked at her red cheeks and obviously shy smiling eyes, and his heart suddenly moved. When she hugged him last night, the heat in his heart swept over his mind again.

　　Rong Shu's breath tightened, and he quickly lowered his eyes and smiled: "It's okay."

　　"By the way, it's still a little cold outside. Go inside quickly. The guards have already lit the brazier."

　　Jiang Fei said, stretching out his hand to pull him towards the palace.