Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

"Brother Ye said cautiously, spiritual planting grain is also a must for cultivating Taoism. Shennong Linggu is the foundation, the most important thing, but what is gloomy." Feng Qingxiu did not bully people's interest, "After ascending the mountain, he is familiar with the branch. It’s the most important thing, a little spiritual stone."

Lingshi? Didn’t you come here to receive it? Ye Han frowned and felt that the other party made things difficult for him, so he couldn't help but sneered: "I'm just teasing you, do you think you are still a mortal? I don't need to eat anymore after the golden core is secluded, and I even give out bigu Dan one by one. If you don’t need food for the month, you can also earn some spiritual money from the lower Taoists..."

Before he finished speaking, he was swiped far away by a large palm-like palm.

The sound of the body hitting the courtyard wall was so loud that it drew everyone around to look at it, but the people who did it just swept away, and the people around silently lowered their heads and removed their eyes.

The gray robe embroidered with abundant grains is of extraordinary texture, but it is only loosely wrapped around a person. His fat body trembles under the robe, as if it will roll down at any time.

A fat man with almost the same width and height appeared silently beside him, like a Roshan, but with blood-red eyes, like a big white steamed bun with good fermentation—or a rabbit steamed bun.

He opened his eyes that were almost invisible in the fat, and said to Feng Qingxiu: "Why don't you use this kind of trash to give him a face, you guys—" He stretched out his thick fingers to the Taoist people on the cabinet, " After he comes, he is not allowed to give him a grain of rice! If he loves to take drugs, let him smash enough."

"Yes, Peak Master." The few Dao Tongs who weighed rice had already wanted to beat him, but the boss moved too fast.

But it's so beautiful!

applaud.

The fat man nodded, wiped the hand of the hitting man as if he was dirty, and walked slowly back to the mountain, silently. He also gave face to the girl who didn't show up in the dark, otherwise, he would just do it right away. Can fan that kid into pieces of paper.

Feng Qingxiu watched that the young man fell to the ground and struggled several times without getting up. He vomited blood as if he didn't need money, and there were already people around who gathered to watch. She sighed and stepped forward to help the young man and found a rockery. Sit down behind the woods.

"I don't need you to be kind..." Ye Hanyou struggled.

Feng Qingxiu raised her hand and knocked him out.

After finding a place with no one to put it down, he helped him connect a few broken ribs, fed a bone-receiving pill that was about to expire, and returned to the front hall, and continued to work as if there was nothing else.

Someone asked him if he dragged the boy down the alley and beat him to a disability, but he didn't answer, just smiled and shook his head.

After all they are in the same school, things shouldn't be too much, it's just a verbal conflict. Although the young man was too much, he did not die.

There were a lot of things, and it was not until it was completely dark that he checked the accounts with a few people, and left after saying goodbye to each other.

The Taoists walked towards the courtyard together. He glanced enviously, then turned and walked to another road. The road was planted with luminous flowers. The courtyard was tall and quiet, and the forest was so beautiful and pure.

Without Dao Die, he couldn't live in a cheap house.

Now he lives in a corner of the warehouse, with only one table, one bed and one lamp. Master Yan helped him find it.

I don't know how to thank them.

just…

He was depressed and couldn't revise the three-door record. Although there are instructors who are doing their best, they can't stay long without entering the disc.

If there is no turning point after this month, he will go down the mountain.

He took out a stack of talisman paper, lit the candle and continued to write the talisman.

Every stroke is careful and serious, and there is no rationed supply than before. This is already his last piece of talisman. If you really don't reach the inner peak, the future road to the road will be difficult to walk.

After writing the last one, he put away the talisman paper and opened the small bag he received today. That was his reward for the day.

Pulling away the silk rope, he grabbed a handful of rice that was crystal-clear and beautiful, tangled in his heart.

After leaving the door, the sect will no longer supply Xuanzhu rice. If you use this to exchange talisman paper, what will you eat?

But if you don’t practice with talisman paper, how can you become proficient in drawing talisman to make money by self-reliance?

I had known that I wouldn't practice so much in the door-to-door service, so take more time to practice runes!

Regret not at the beginning!

"Is this... Lingmi?" A quiet and comfortable voice sounded, slightly curious.

Feng Qingxiu jumped up, pointing at the white-haired and mysterious-clothed boy, surprised: "This is the inner peak!"

"What then?" Ji Yun was puzzled. He just saw a place where rune logic was incomprehensible. He couldn't think of a solution, so he went out and walked around.

As for Kun-Laishan, he seems to only be familiar with this young man.

"Our peak master is the Nascent Soul's power of almost transforming gods, you go quickly, otherwise I will call people." There are countless inner peaks, and the foundations are everywhere. There are as many gold cores as dogs, but they are not the guards of the outer peaks. They are all newcomers in the Qi training period, Feng Qingxiu can hardly imagine how many people will rush to shout for an enemy attack.

"I'll leave soon," Ji Yun came to look at the rice in his hand and continued to ask, "Is this the legendary spiritual rice?"

"Uh, yes." Feng Qingxiu sweated a bit, and handed it to him, "You have a Nascent Soul, how come you haven't even seen this, then what do you eat for cultivation?"

"It's always been the fierce beast meat." Ji Yunlai squeezed the rice grains curiously, took a grain and looked at it carefully, and said casually.

"How can it be, the beast is fierce, and there are many impurities, how can I practice eating that?" Feng Qingxiu was taken aback.

From entering the door, he would eat the spiritual rice. The teacher told them that the spiritual energy of all things is too little. With the power of the monk, a meal of ordinary meat rice is less than one cow, but if it is really eaten like this, it must be eaten every day. It takes time to pull a cow. It takes time to fight the impurities that the body sucks, and the result is half the effort. That's why the spiritual rice is born. This spiritual plant is born in a place with rich spiritual energy, and it is watered by a spiritual spring. Not only is impurities scarce, it also contains spiritual energy. Many are essential to practice.

Although fierce beasts are also spirit beasts, they are born with a lot of impurities and are dangerous to catch. They are easy to injure people. If you don't eat it, don't eat it.

"Because I can't afford it, I used to be a casual cultivator," Ji Yunlai felt the rich aura on the rice, and was a little envious. "The fierce beast meat is also very expensive, but at least you can buy it. Sometimes there are tasks in the market. , There will be many casual cultivators who will hunt down the beasts together and eat them separately."

It's just that the danger in it is not just talking about it. The ferocity from the beast is far less than the people who come from behind.

"Ranxiu..." Feng Qingxiu understood.

"That's why I was so surprised when you said that Kun-Lai Sect widely selected disciples before. The resources for cultivation are not just talking about it. With so many people, just eating can destroy a sect." Ji Yunlai admired himself a little bit and felt a little sad. , How could I forget such a powerful one?

"This is the spiritual plant cultivated by Shennong Peak. There are more than 500 kinds. It is said that it was developed by the'hybridization' technique proposed by the master, but this is Kun-Lai's secret technique and cannot be passed on." Feng Qingxiu proudly said. .

"..." Ji Yunlai was drunk for a while, can he do this? Isn't he learning programming?

After working in the industry for many years, I have evolved from a programmer to a programmer, and then from a programmer to an engineering lion. Can I change my profession to hybrid rice?

Looking at his surprised expression, Feng Qingxiu is even more superior: "Relying on different spiritual plants, our Shennong Peak is the first of all peaks, Fufeng!"

It's really amazing to live long! Ji Yunlai sighed with emotion, and then felt wrong: "Wait, aren't you going to Rune Peak? Why are you here?"

"..." Feng Qingxiu stagnated, her proud expression just disappeared without a trace, and she let out a sigh, "Senior, give me some pointers, I may soon become a casual cultivator."

"What happened?" Ji Yunlai frowned slightly, putting down the grain of rice in his hand.

"You don't need to mention a little thing about Zongmen," he didn't know why he had encountered this, but Kun Lai was kind to him and he could never say bad things about him. Thinking of this, he smiled slightly, "Senior hasn't eaten Lingmi. Try it today."

Ji Yunlai's expression was a little serious, it seemed that it was not a trivial matter, at least for this child, it was not a trivial matter.

"Crystal rice is the most common kind of spiritual rice. If you insist on saying something different, it's especially delicious." Feng Qingxiu poured a lot of it to him, "Come on, taste it."

"Eat it raw?" Ji Yun came to see him.

"Yes, you don't need to cook it, crystal rice is best eaten raw!" He said confidently.

"...Okay." Ji Yunlai twisted a few grains, chewed carefully, and instantly agreed with him in his heart. The rice was slightly sweet and fragrant, as if eating pomegranates, full of spiritual energy poured into his body, although it was right. He said it was almost nothing, but it was really endless.

"How, not bad." Feng Qingxiu asked.

"Sure enough, I want it." Ji Yunlai liked it very much, so he took out a jade jue, "I want to change it with you."

"No, I said yes." Feng Qingxiu shook her head slightly and refused, "This is the first time I have asked you."

But it should be the last time.

After listening to the world, Ji Yun knew the cause and effect after a few breaths.

He just glanced at him lightly and said, "Since you invited me, it won't be the last time."