Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure Chapter 7: Is this a turning point?

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"Brother Ye said cautiously, spiritual planting grain is also a must for cultivating Taoism. Shennong Linggu is the foundation of a faction, the most important thing, and what is gloomy." Feng Qingxiu did not bully people's interest, "after ascending the mountain Familiar with the branches is the most important thing, and a little bit of spiritual stone."

Spirit stone? Didn’t you come here to receive it? Ye Han frowned and felt that the other party made things difficult for him. He couldn't help but sneered: "I'm just teasing you, do you think you are still a mortal? After the golden core is secluded, there is no need to eat anymore, and even I usually 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 I finished speaking, I was swiped far away by a large palm-like palm.

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

The gray robe with abundant grains on its sleeves 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, as if sitting on Roshan, but with a pair of blood-like eyes, like a big white steamed bun with very good fermentation-or a rabbit steamed bun.

He opened his eyes that were almost invisible in the fat, and said to Feng Qingxiu: "How can this trash give him a face, you guys—" He stretched out his chubby fingers to the Taoists on the cabinet He ordered, "When you come to him in the future, he is not allowed to give him a grain of rice! If he loves drugs, let him smash it."

"Yes, peak master." The few Taoists who were weighing the rice had already wanted to beat him, but the boss moved too fast.

But it's so beautiful!

Applause.

The fat man nodded, wiped the hand of the hitting man as if it 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 just did that. , You can directly fan that kid into a piece of paper.

Feng Qingxiu saw 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, sighed, and stepped forward to help the young man up and look for it. Sit down after leaving a rockery forest.

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

Feng Qingxiu raised her hand and knocked him out.

I found a place where no one was left, helped him connect a few broken ribs, fed a bone-receiving pill that was about to expire, and went back to the front hall, and continued to work as if there was no one else.

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

After all, you are in the same family, so things shouldn't be too much, just a verbal conflict. Although the young man is too much, he is not guilty of death.

There were a lot of things. It wasn't 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 and turned to another road. The road was planted with glow-in-the-dark flowers. The courtyard was tall and quiet, and the forest was so beautiful and pure.

Without Dadie, he can't live in a cheap courtyard.

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 is depressed, and the three can't be re-edited. Although there are instructors who are doing their best, they can't stay forever unless they are in the Dao.

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 conscientious, and there is no rationed supply than before. This is already his last piece of talisman. If he really does not enter the inner peak, the future road of seeking the Tao will be difficult to walk.

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

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

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

If you don’t change the talisman to practice, how can you be proficient in self-reliance drawing talisman to make money?

I knew that I wouldn't practice so much at the door, so take more time to practice runes!

I regret it!

"Is this...Lingmi?" A cool-sounding voice rang out in a comfortable voice, slightly curious.

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

"What happened 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.

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

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

"Leave later," Ji Yun came to look at the rice in his hand and continued to ask, "Is this the legendary Lingmi?"

"Uh, yes." Feng Qingxiu sweated a bit, and handed it to him, "You Yuan Ying, why don't you even have seen this, then what do you eat for cultivation?" /

"It's always been the fierce beast meat to eat." 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 eats spiritual rice. The instructor told them that the spiritual energy of all things is too small. With the power of monks, ordinary meat and rice can be eaten less than a cow, but if it is really eaten like this It takes time to pull a cow every day. The impurities that the body **** need time to fight, and the result is half the result. That's why the spiritual rice is born. This spiritual plant is born in a place with strong spiritual energy, and it is watered by spiritual springs. Not only is the impurities scarce, It also contains a lot of spiritual energy, which is indispensable for 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 they can, don't eat them.

"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 in the market. There are missions here, and many casual cultivators will go hunting the beasts together, and come back to share them with them."

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

"Ranxiu..." Feng Qingxiu understood.

"So I was so surprised when you said that the Kun-Lai School broadly selects disciples. The resources for cultivation are not just talking about it. With so many people, just eating can break a school." Ji Yunlai admired himself a little bit. I'm a bit sad again, why did I forget such a powerful one?

"This is a spiritual plant cultivated by Shennong Peak. There are more than 500 kinds. I heard 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 Qing Xiu said proudly.

"..." Ji Yunlai was drunk for a while, can he do this? Didn’t he learn programming?

I have been in the industry for many years, and 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!"

The length of life is really amazing! Ji Yunlai sighed with emotion, and then felt wrong: "Wait, aren't you going to Fuwenfeng? 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.

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

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

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

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

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

"...Okay." Ji Yunlai twisted a few grains, chewed carefully, and instantly agreed with his statement in his heart. The rice was slightly sweet and fragrant, as if eating pomegranates, full of spiritual energy poured in. In the body, although it is almost nothing to him, it is really endless aftertaste.

"How about it, right?" Feng Qingxiu asked.

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

"No, I said please." 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 sky, 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."