MTL - Plundering the Heavens-Chapter 15 Four disciples
The life of the practitioner is free and there are many such legends in the red dust.
This is not true. For both people, living in nature is naturally free.
One is to have sufficient resources. In addition to practicing in the daily life, it is to visit friends and talk about it, to taste tea and boil wine, to talk about the practice of the practice, to discuss the world’s swords, to enjoy the sun, to send the evening glow, and to be happy.
The other is that there is no resources at all and give up hope. Anyway, I can't earn enough resources to practice in any case. I have to go through it, sleep in my room all day, or wander around the mountains. Xiying will accidentally find a former Qiandong Dongfu, or be valued by the elders of the Taoist temple, and accept it as a plaque, and then free and easy.
In addition to these two kinds of people, the life of the door is intense and busy.
In the early stage of practice, it was a resource, and with resources, it could make rapid progress. Without resources, it would be stagnant.
The fat person is such a person. According to his current conditions, others have already given up, but he is still running all the time, working for two resources of Lingshi every three months, although these two stones can not give How much help he brought, but he was never bored, and lived a life of hopelessness with a hopeful attitude...
The above is the understanding and evaluation of the fat people in the party.
This is not the case, Fang Xing will not smash the dream bubble that the fat people have on the road, because he is counting on this bubble to live, if there is no hope, the ghost knows what the fat person will be decadent.
However, the fatter person is still a very enthusiastic guy. After consciously making friends with Fang Xing, in addition to paying a meal fee of one hundred and two silver for each month, he is also obliged to remind the party to be small. Age, don't become so lazy, sleep in the room every day is not a practice resource to earn, you are still awkward to go with me to supervise the division of labor is better ...
The oil is not shallow!
"In addition to the broken pieces of silver every month, there are other oils and waters to be fished. Otherwise, do you think that I came from the money that I paid for you every month? Of course, more importantly, every three A month of a piece of Lingshi, this is equal to twice the resources of other Ding-class disciples, Fang Shidi, are you really not tempted? Hey, don’t lick your ears..."
When the fat people are drinking, they still don’t forget to look at the ears of the party, a bitter look.
In his view, Fang Xing has now become a second-rate in the Taoist door. He ate and slept every day, slept and ate, and there was no Lingshi, and he was not in a hurry. Others were no longer used, and they often ran out to make up. Join in the fun, look at the scenery in the gate and think about whether you can try your luck, but this kid is good, even if you go out to see the scenery, you will save it. You will not see anyone in the wooden house all day.
"Tell me out and go out..."
The party yelled at the ear and couldn't wait to kick the fat man.
Xiaoye, a person with more than 30 pieces of Lingshi, still need to go to your supervisor to run errands?
Saving time every day is not enough!
Of course, these words can't be said to the fat people, at least not at the moment.
"Good, I won't say..."
The fat man put his hand on it, but after a while, he couldn’t help but say, "What about the resources you practice?"
Fang Xing turned his eyes: "Is it not time to release Lingshi?"
The fat man said: "Three months is such a spiritual stone, which is enough, and it is not necessarily in the hands..."
Fang Xie disdain gave him a look, thinking that you are not enough for two months of Lingshi!
Seeing the fat people also want to say, the party hurriedly waved: "You must stop persuading, I am too lazy to go to your supervisor, who is there, I am not unclear, you invited them to drink, one last time. It’s not so high, it’s still 2,500,000. If it’s not for you to look at me with enthusiasm, I will take him directly to the wine jar and work, do you want me to shoot the group of people? Let's go to the province, save me, the only reason I might go to your supervisor is to break the broken place!"
The fat people are speechless. Think about this. The little **** is not old enough, and his temper is not small. However, he still can’t bear to see such a good boy who has been decadent for a while, silent for a while, or muttered: "Lingshi always earns Yeah..."
Fang Xingxiao smiled and said: "Let me show you how I earned Lingshi!"
Things came quickly. Not long after, when the door was issued to Lingshi, this was a big event. I don’t know how many disciples are waiting for it. I wait for this Lingshi distribution every three months, and this time The issuance of the battle is not small, after all, this month is a big issue, that is, outside disciples, regardless of the qualifications such as A, B, D, etc., there are Lingshi can receive.
The Ding-level disciples have a Lingshi collection every three months. The Grade C qualification has one piece every two months. The Grade B qualification has one piece per month. The Grade A qualification is two pieces per month, four types of disciples, usually Although the time to receive Lingshi is all on the 15th of the month, but because of the different frequencies, it is difficult to meet the four types of disciples at the same time to receive the splendid spirit.
"Fang Shidi, Fang Shidi, did you get up?"
Early in the morning, the fat people came early and prepared to go with the party to collect the Lingshi of the Daomen.
"In the morning, are you called the soul?"
Fangxing was practicing almost all night last night, and only fell asleep when he was ugly. If he was only bright today, his sleepiness did not disappear, and he suddenly fell awkwardly.
"Hey, my younger brother, don't be so sleepy, go back early, avoid accidents!"
The fat man screamed and screamed, and the robes were placed on his head, and he stumbled and went out.
The place where the Lingshi was issued was still in the Qingmu Pavilion ten miles away. Although the weather was still early, many early-disciplinary disciples were able to go there. In the early morning mountain roads, the figures and buildings were mostly in a hurry.
When I came to the Greenwood Court, there was a long queue here.
There are four in this team. The one on the left is almost no one. It is the team that has received the qualifications for the spiritual stone. Among the more than a thousand people in the entire gate, the disciples of the qualifications are also ten individuals. I haven't come yet. In the pavilion, a gray-haired feathered old man is waving a fan and talking to a qualified disciple who has come early.
On the left, the second one is a qualified disciple of B, but only a dozen of individuals, one by one.
In the entire Taoist temple, B and other qualified disciples are naturally much more than A, and there are hundreds of individuals. Compared with the disciples of A, they are slightly inferior, but compared with the disciples such as C and even Ding, they are tantamount to genius.
And then to the right, it is the resources such as C. The disciples of these resources have more than 300 people in the outer door. At this time, there are already a team of dozens of people, and a steady stream of people join in. The superficial pride is not as obvious as that of the disciples of B. But when looking at the queue of qualified disciples, the contempt in the eyes can't be erased.
No way, Ding and other qualifications are the ones with the worst qualifications and the largest number of people in Daomen. There are more than 600 people. Although it is still early, there are more than 100 people in the ranks, such as Changlong. It seems that most people's faces are also slightly excited, looking at the forefront of the team with their toes, and can't wait for the next one to turn to themselves, so that the baby Lingshi can be included in the bag.
And those who look at the qualifications of the C-level qualifications, they simply do not dare to welcome, the meaning of inferiority is obvious.
The overall situation is the same. A classmates look down on everyone, and B waits for C and other Ding, etc., C and others do not look down Ding, etc. Ding and other disciples even look down on themselves. Of course, there are some people who are exceptional. They are the wealthy people in the family. These people use their own money to buy spiritual stones. The resources are richer than the disciples, and they are all higher than the top.
However, these disciples will naturally not line up so early to lead the two pieces of Lingshi, they can not see this.
............
"See what? The eyes are digging for you?"
Ding-level disciples here, Fang Xing is lazily lined up, feeling bored, but just to see C and other qualified teams, one person looked at himself sneer, immediately stunned.
The literary texts of the qualified disciples, such as C, are weak. Although they are dressed in robes, they are like a scholar. He used to be a small man, surrounded by a group of tall men, especially standing in front of him. The tall, fat man, it seems that he is even smaller. At this time, he is yawning and yawning. He is very funny and can’t help but watch him laugh.
Unexpectedly, this little temper was so sloppy, and he saw him at a glance, and he even directly swears.
Although these C-classified disciples are weak, they are also discouraged by disciples who are worthy of Ding-level qualifications. If others train him, they will be reprimanded by such a child in the Ding-level qualifications, but the boss is not happy, cold-hearted. One voice, passed his head, the voice is not high or low, swearing: "Hey, a disciple of Ding-class qualifications, is also so mad, really rude!"
Fang Xing was the most annoying provocation of this yin and yang, and suddenly shouted, "Cry the sissy girl, what are you talking about?"
He had a loud voice, and the people who immediately led the queue all looked over.
The weak disciple’s face suddenly swelled red and angered: “Who are you sissy?”
Sidewalk: "Just kill your sissy girl, dead yin, dead eunuch!"
The weak disciple is anxious: "You are also a disciple, why is it so vulgar?"
Sidewalk: "Vulgar, your sister, dead girl!"
Wen Wei’s disciples are awkward, and the fingers are pointing toward the side: “You, rude!”
Sidewalk: "Indecent, your sister, dead girl!"
To talk about the swearing, the ability of the party to be a matchmaker who can top two villages. In the ghostly valley, he climbed to the tree alone, and the mouth of the four brothers in the valley could not be said. To live and die, I have to use a saw to saw the tree and let him down. Nowadays, I have to deal with a stupid and weak disciple. It is really a hand-to-hand, simply to drink with water.
(Thanks to [Qingdao Taoist] for designing the cover for this book, I am grateful!)
