Daofeng, the main hall.
Li Chunsong, who had been busy all night, flew back and reported to the senior leaders of the Dao Sect.
"There is something wrong with the technique that Chu Huaixu practiced, it's very evil!"
"It looks like an adaptation based on the weapon refining technique, taking the path of both internal and external cultivation."
"I suspect that the person who created this technique has a very high level of weapon refining. His attainments in this way have probably reached the pinnacle. He is probably a master of weapon refining!"
Listening to his words, everyone in the hall frowned.
Hang Yan, the sect leader, asked: "Did you go and check it? Where did this technique come from?"
Li Chunsong nodded: "I have been to the library and checked the records."
“Is there any problem?” Law enforcement elder Lu Pan asked.
"This technique was brought back to the warehouse by my junior uncle a few years ago." Li Chunsong spread his hands.
If the disciples of the Taoist sect obtain skills or spells outside, they can take them back to the sect for review and storage.
The sect has its own set of review standards, which will rate them and then issue rewards.
Of course, it may also be rejected during the warehousing review.
But the storyteller has a special status after all.
The things he brought back, are they going to get stuck in the review? Will the review be stuck?
Xiang Yan frowned, a little confused, feeling like hair was growing on his bald head:
"Young Master Master brought back this skill specifically for the Chongqiao stage?"
Li Chunsong shook his head and said: "No, I checked, and there are two arts and a set of high-quality weapon refining skills that were also put into the warehouse."
"This "Sword Refining Technique" It was just packed back together."
"Therefore, I suspect that the young uncle got the relics of a certain weapon refining master by chance during his last travel."
Everyone heard this and nodded slightly. This is much more reasonable.
Li Chunsong continued to express his speculation: "Of course, it is also possible that the young martial uncle killed a certain weapon refiner."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone felt it was more reasonable.
It’s just a coincidence that the martial arts that the junior uncle threw back to the sect a few years ago happened to be learned by the boy he picked up the mountain.
Xiang Yan pondered for a moment and then said, "This "Sword Refining Technique" should be removed from the skill library when the time comes."
It is too evil, and it is also very useless, with obvious disadvantages.
It does not match the Taoist disciples of Zhenger Ba Jing at all.
Li Chunsong suddenly laughed when he heard this.
"Why is the Sixth Junior Brother laughing?" Xiang Yan wondered.
"The sect master didn't know something. I just checked with my spiritual sense. The boy was already awake. He also wrote four words on the booklet recording his insights on the exercises."
Nangong Yue immediately asked: "What word?"
The smile on Li Chunsong's face could no longer be suppressed, and he laughed out loud: "Peerless magic! Haha, hahaha!"
In an instant, the hall was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and all the senior members of the Taoist sect were at a loss of whether to laugh or cry, except for the great elder.
"Hmph! This young man who was chosen by his junior uncle seems to have a dark heart." Law enforcement elder Lu Pan snorted coldly.
"Uh." Li Chunsong immediately stopped smiling, realizing that he had said the wrong thing.
This kind of people are not popular with Senior Brother!
The Great Elder Lu Pan spoke again: "Since it is a peerless magical skill, then let the deacons of the outer sect supervise him so that he can practice more diligently!"
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Medicine mountain, bamboo house.
The sky is getting brighter.
He has been studying [Heart Sword] for a long time, but he has found nothing.
"Normally, the awakening period is actually just laying the foundation for future practice. Strictly speaking, I am not even a practitioner."
Chu Huaixu touched his stomach. He was already hungry.
There is no complete fasting among practitioners in the Xuanhuang Realm.
Everyone has to eat, without exception.
Compared with ordinary people, there is not much difference between practitioners and ordinary people except that they have more powerful power.
Even the life span will not be much longer.
In the spiritual world, living a long life is considered a blessing, not a curse.
There is a cafeteria in the Yaoshan where Chu Huaixu is now. Disciples can go and have meals on their own after paying monthly.
Of course, if you want to buy some ingredients and cook them at home, that’s no problem.
The outer gate of the entire Dao Sect does not look like a sect academy. In fact, it is a bit like a small town where low-level practitioners gather, forming a circle of its own.
There are ordinary canteens and high-end restaurants.
There are tailor shops, elixir shops, and weapons pavilions...
Therefore, living here requires money for everything.
Including the bamboo house where Chu Huaixu currently lives, starting from next month, he will also have to pay rent to the sect.
If he has the ability to do business and wants to open a store, he will also need to find a "permit" from the department, obtain a "business license", and then pay taxes.
Of course, he can also work as an apprentice in a shop run by others, making cattle and horses.
In addition, Taoism itself will also provide some jobs to its disciples.
The most typical employment project in Yaoshan is elixir conservation.
As for outside deacons like Niu Yuanshan, they actually belong to the official management and are serious leading cadres with very powerful powers.
However, the inner gate of the Taoist Gate is completely different from the outer gate.
That place is more like a sect.
The main purpose of the disciples is to practice and become stronger!
In terms of money, Chu Huaixu has no worries for the time being.
Don’t forget, he has a one hundred tael silver note with him.
This money is enough for him to use for a while.
Chu Huaixu held the map of the outer gate and went to the official canteen.
Along the way, there are already hard-working people making money by setting up stalls.
"Brothers and sisters, why don't you come and take a look at my newly developed Bigu Pill."
Hungry Chu Huaixu was attracted by the sound.
There is no Bigu period in the Xuanhuang Realm, but there is Bigu Pill. If you take it, you don’t need to eat.
The man hawking continued to promote: "Junior brother, look at my newly developed white-faced Bigu Pill. It is white and soft. It hairs very well and has a soft texture."
Chu Huaixu asked with a speechless face: "Senior brother, the principle of Bigu Pill is to eat one pill and you will not be hungry, not to eat one pill and you will not be hungry."
Your fucking fist-sized buns are just steamed buns!
"No, no, no, junior brother, this is my white-faced Bigu Pill. If you eat it, it can hold five white-flour steamed buns of the same size!"
"And you have to go to the toilet after eating the steamed buns, right?"
h "You don't need this white-faced Bigu Pill."
"Just tell me if it's suitable for you to eat during retreat!" This disciple looked proud.
Chu Huaixu: "..."
He walked around with curiosity.
When he was playing "Borrowing Swords", the outer gate of Chunqiu Mountain also looked like this, with a square shape of its own. Chu Huaixu was very familiar with it. He had even opened a shop.
This is the first time for Daomen to come.
"Chunqiu Mountain is famous for its perversions, a little more chaotic."
"Tao Sect is much better in this regard."
"But how can I say it, the price of goods is the same as that of Chunqiu Mountain!" He said angrily in his heart.
Since ancient times, it has been said that spiritual practice pays attention to: wealth, law, partners, and land.
Practice is really expensive.
His one hundred taels of silver can help him live a nourishing life outside for a long time.
But at the outer gate of Daomen, it’s hard to say.
When Chu Huaixu walked to the door of the cafeteria, he met an acquaintance.
Hang Shuangjiang, wearing a veil, walked out of the room with a bad look on his face.
"Everything here is very expensive. Generally speaking, the Zongmen canteen is the cheapest, but you have to pay a monthly meal fee in advance." She was short of money.
There is no other way, she grew up in a brothel, and later went to the Huanxi Sect.
After the collapse of the Huanxi Sect, he lived a life of wandering.
After meeting the storyteller, she rushed all the way to Wumeng Mountain and spent almost all her money.
Han Shuangjiang now has 103 Wen on his body.
The terrible prices outside the door, this mere 103 yuan is not enough for her three meals a day today!
This means that she must find a job today.
The daily life of registered disciples basically consists of working during the day and practicing at night.
· These days of embarrassment are waving to this iceberg.
At this moment, Han Shuangjiang looked forward, and his eyes couldn't help but focus on Chu Huaixu.
Morning light shines on half of his body. Amidst the bustling crowd, when you stand on the high steps and look down, it is difficult not to notice him.
There is no way, after all, it is the most superior furnace.
However, Han Shuangjiang only planned to nod with him when he passed by.
After a short period of getting along with him, she felt that this furnace was not particularly easy to talk to.
I choked her several times.
Unexpectedly, this man bathing in the golden morning light actually took the initiative to talk to her with a smile.
"Morning, have you had your meal?" Chu Huaixu said, looking at him.
Just looking at her worried look just now, he actually already had the answer in his heart, and felt that everything was starting to become easier to handle.
This cold [World Protagonist]...
- So you are a poor man!
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