MTL - Plundering the Heavens-Chapter 10 No penny

The big mouse does not know what the name of the mask is, and can't write the name of Hu Yu. According to the usual example, if you can't name it, you can only write "low-order implements." After the recording was completed, the jade card was placed on the shelf. Even if the nail was nailed on the board, his face sank. The smile was not smiling: "This younger brother, congratulations on choosing the treasure, you can go!"

The party looked back and forth at the mask and pretended to be a ignorant look: "You won't lie to me?"

The big mouse has a sinking face and shouted: "Nonsense, you have selected the instrument, recorded it, and regret it!"

"That... you just said that if you are not satisfied, you can take it back and change it..."

Fang Fang opened his mouth and seemed to be scared by several of them.

"It's not impossible to change it, just look at your performance!"

The big mouse is sneer, and the eyes are full of light and sneer.

It’s not that no one has changed. There are a lot of disciples who have suffered big losses in their hands. They all come to the door afterwards. They pleaded and voluntarily pulled out all the good things on their bodies, asking them to allow them to change their instruments. .

Through this method, they do not know how much benefit they have.

They recorded the ambiguous name of the "low-order instrument" on the jade, and apart from the fact that they did not know the name of the mask, they also prepared to use the square to find the door. .

Anyway, the record is written on the low-order implement. It is better to change a lower-order implement when it is too big. If those who describe the name and characteristics of the magic weapon, it is not so good. After all, the gate is also Your own rules.

"Well, that's it!"

The party line made up its mind, put the mask in his arms, and turned around and went out.

The big mouse was inconsistent with the two younger brothers, and suddenly laughed together.

"I actually chose such a thing, this kid is still like what baby..."

"Hey, offended our brothers and sisters, this kid still wants to be good? Dreaming, that is!"

"Hey, when he turns back and wants to change another instrument, look at my skin and don't give it to him!"

The fat people who had been waiting outside had seen the party coming out, and hurriedly greeted him, depending on what instrument he chose.

The party handed the mask to him, and the fat man took it in his hand and looked over it. He said: "What is this?"

The mask looks a bit old and it's broken and it doesn't look like anything good.

Fang Xing grabbed it back: "You know a fart, this is definitely a good thing, let's go, take me to the place where I practice!"

The fat people saw that he was full of confidence and no longer talked about it. He walked in front of him and walked to the place where the road was arranged. He walked all the way and introduced the scenery of the door to the party. He was in the department. Supervising the position, running errands everywhere, so I still know a lot about this door, although I am not very popular, but after all, there are many contacts, and all kinds of gossips come with me.

"You see, the place is the Qingyin Valley where the female disciples live. There is a Qingtan outside the valley. The teachers and sisters often bathe in it. In order to prevent sneak peeks, the lake is covered with a spiritual fog by the elders in the door. However, this spiritual fog is not always available. As long as you have perseverance, you are kneeling on the top of the hill. For ten days and a half, there is always a fog, there is a brother, where to watch. When the female disciples bathed, they came back and talked for half a month..."

"This is the green cliff. It is the place where the elders of Songgu preached. His old man is the legendary figure of Qingyunzong. He has a strong mana, but he treats others with kindness. Our foreign disciples will ask for help from his elderly people and will respond with a smile. Every year, the old man of Songyan will talk about it once a year. Sometimes he talks about the things that need attention in cultivation. Sometimes he talks about the magic. The disciples who listen to it don’t know how many, from the true to the bottom, down to the outside. The door, I want to be a seat, but not..."

"That place is even worse. It is a place where the disciples who specialize in Danfa practiced. It is called Qixialing. Because the perennial dans are filled with fog and never go, it is named, and the disciples there are not good at it. The shelves are amazing, who will let these ordinary disciples ask for them sooner or later? However, there are many women in Qixialing’s disciples, and the younger brothers are not ugly. When the age is bigger, the brothers will introduce you. Bit, with such a Taoist, there are many benefits..."

The road to the valley where the disciples lived at the foot of Yunyin Peak was not close. It took more than two hours to go. The mouth of the fat man had never stopped, but he knew so much. The gossip added the rules. I have said that for two more hours, I have not re-sampled it. As soon as I learned about Qingyunzong, I did not interrupt him. I listened to the temperament and occasionally cooperated.

It’s rare for a fat person to get such an opportunity to show off. It’s even more pleasing, and it’s fascinating.

"You see from the younger brother, there are the peaks of the inner disciples who practiced, but don't dare to come close..."

"There are places where the disciples who have committed the rules are closed."

"There are the food supervisors, the foreign disciples want to get food there, and they have to pay one hundred and two silver a month..."

"There is the Enlightenment Hall, and the Qingyun sect magic secrets are there, but the inner disciples can enter!"

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"Here, it is the place where you will live in the future. The place where I live is not far from you. We can come and go often..."

Saying all the way, I finally saw a valley under the mountain, but I saw a few hundred houses built in the shadows of the clouds. Because the valley is not small, it is not crowded, and even quite loose. . The surrounding environment is also good. A clear stream flowing down the mountain passes through the valley. Near the left is a large green bamboo forest, blowing a rustling sound.

At this time, the outside world has entered the late autumn, and inside the Qingyunzong, because of the aura of abundance, it is still a scene of spring and summer.

According to the fat man, this is a valley where foreign disciples live, similar valleys, and there are more than a dozen in Qingyun.

He lives in an adjacent valley, about two or three miles away.

In fact, all the foreign disciples live in such a valley. When they are repaired and broken, they can be promoted to inner disciples and move to the more abundant caves in the mountains to live. In order to break the seven-fold, you can be promoted to a true disciple. In this Qingyunzong, you have an aura of valleys or mountains, and the treatment is the same as that of the elders.

Going down with the fat people, I found the management of the valley here, but it is a young and intelligent young man. He is slightly fat and looks a little smart. He is responsible for managing the house arrangement and the supervision of the meal supervisor. He falls down. He was also enthusiastic. After checking the wooden sign of Fangxing, he arranged a house near Qingquan for easy access to water. He asked if he would use food in the restaurant.

"Fang Shidi, if you use food in the restaurant, you need to pay one hundred and two silver dollars a month..."

The fat person reminds me in good faith.

I’m going to have a pocket, and I’m empty now, where is the money?

Then I slammed the shoulders of the fat people: "Then you borrowed one hundred and two silvers, and you will return to you!"

The fat man said: "You don't even have a hundred or two silver coins?"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said: "Who said that I did not, did not bring it on the body!"

The fat man is helpless, and the person is his own. When introducing to the brother who is in charge of the meal supervisor, he also said that this is his good friend. Now people are watching it, they can’t even connect themselves. Don't borrow one hundred and two silvers? Nothing, I had to let the brother of the meal supervisor first remember, and said that he had sent it over the next two days. After all, he did not bring so much.

That brother is also polite, directly put a hand to say no need to remember, find time to send over.

However, his gaze of the square has also become a bit sloppy.

Taomen practice, if there is no stunning qualifications, the resources are the resources, it is the wealth of the family, and it is easy to disperse on this road. There is no one or two silver in front of this kid. It seems that there is nothing to breathe.

Fang Xing went to the house arranged for himself with the fat people. It was a lonely wooden house. It looked very simple, but although it was simple, it was not simple. It was made of good pine. Mosquitoes, and the layout inside is also good, at least more than the time to make children, bed frames, tables and chairs are all available, but the usual use of utensils covered but there is no.

When I asked about it, I realized that it was also asking for money. I had to open it to the fat people.

Anyway, one hundred and two silvers were thrown out. Naturally, they could not be stingy on these twelve silvers. The fat people recognized their noses.