Old man: "Nonsense, you came here uninvited and sucked spiritual energy like crazy on my territory. Am I here to let you eat for free?"
Zhao Yisu was speechless.
The master is so stingy to a young disciple!
Old man: "I don't think you look rich. Let's do this. Old man, I'm about to go down the mountain and I need a set of nice clothes. You go and get me a robe. I want it to be made of the feathers of a colorful spiritual bird. Seven All colors are indispensable.”
Zhao Yisu: "..."
In my mind, I imagined what the old man would look like wearing a seven-color robe. It was so eye-catching.
Old man: "Remember, you can't deceive or cheat, you can't kill people and steal goods... Go ahead!"
Before Zhao Yisu could refuse, a strong spiritual power enveloped her and threw her far away from the mountain!
Zhao Yisu was forced to experience the thrill of a roller coaster, falling halfway down the mountainside and landing straight at the entrance of Wansong Tower.
"thump!"
He squatted on his butt and fell so hard that people two miles away heard it.
What a huge drop!
She got up in the eyes of all the disciples who suppressed their laughter, thought about it, and walked into Wansong Tower.
She couldn't miss the opportunity to curry favor with her ancestor.
If he directly joins the ancestor's sect, he will be one generation higher than Jiang Yunchen. It will be more satisfying to ask him to worship him next time he meets her!
On the other side, Jiang Yunchen continued to draw spiritual energy from the spiritual cup.
His spiritual root is a full eight inches long. It cannot be described as "spiritual root". It should be said that there is a spiritual tree in his body.
Therefore, every time he advanced in practice, he needed to store spiritual energy several times more than others. He had already been mentally prepared for this situation.
But no matter how many more, it is impossible to be stuck in the second level and tenth level for a long time without being able to break through.
Moreover, this was the top of Fuxi Mountain, and the master allowed him to practice here. After meditating for a long time, he could only see that the spiritual energy had reached its peak, but there were no signs of advancement.
On the life chart, his Lei Mang and Zhao Yisu's fire were at loggerheads, just like two armies facing each other across the river. No one was willing to give in, but no one could go further.
Do they have to keep the same pace of cultivation after their fates are locked?
If this is the case, then he will suffer a huge loss!
Although Zhao Yisu has mastered the law of breathing, her third-level spiritual root is thin, brittle, and has been split by lightning. The difference cannot be seen in the early stages of cultivation, but it will become increasingly difficult to advance in the later stages.
Jiang Yunchen didn't know how many times he tried to break through but failed, so he could only stop temporarily and planned to ask Zhao Yisu about his situation.
He flew down from the top of the mountain, his white clothes stirred up the clouds, like an immortal coming to the world, and he landed on the main road of Fuxi Mountain and walked.
When the disciples saw him, they all quickly moved some distance away. When he was far away, they gathered around behind and stretched out their necks to take a look, with envious expressions on their faces.
He didn't even need to ask about Zhao Yisu's itinerary. Many people on the road were laughing and talking: "Senior Sister Zhao just fell down and squatted on her butt at the entrance of Wansong Building, hahahaha..."
The laughter stopped suddenly because another disciple who was traveling with him covered his mouth.
"Senior brother, don't blame me. This young disciple is ignorant and didn't mean to offend Senior Sister Zhao."
Although Jiang Yunchen started late, he was already in the second rank when he arrived, and he was the direct descendant of the sect leader, so many people would call him senior brother to show their respect.
Jiang Yunchen was puzzled by the man's attitude and laughed at Zhao Yisu. What did it have to do with him?
But he was too lazy to waste time and just calmly turned around and headed towards Wansong Tower.
When he walked away, the young disciple who said the wrong thing trembled: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu dear.Was senior brother Jiang angry just now? With these two geniuses, my future in Fuxi Mountain is about to end..."
Inside Wansong Building.
Zhao Yisu wandered around the [Sect Mission Announcement Office].
Disciples within the sect can receive tasks and receive corresponding rewards upon completion. This is a common measure used by major sects to encourage disciples to practice.
Although Zhao Yisu had stayed in the sect for a hundred years during the previous cycle of missions, he only focused on practicing and rarely set foot here.
She stood in front of the announcement office. The roof here is very high. When entering the door, there is a task wall composed of bamboo slips. From bottom to top, it is in the shape of a pyramid, which is spectacular.
Each bamboo slip records a task. The tasks at the bottom are the easiest, while the tasks at the top are the most difficult, and the rewards are also generous.
It is crowded with people all year round, as lively as a market, and there are many sources of information.
Zhao Yisu looked around the crowd, and soon someone came forward.
"Senior Sister Zhao, what can I do for you?" Liu Ruyi smiled and looked very capable with the pen holder in her hair: "I, Liu Ruyi, am known as Liu Qianzhi. If you want to inquire about information, please contact me. That's right! "
Zhao Yisu: "Is there a charge?" This girl seemed to be a clever girl at first glance, so she had to be on guard.
Liu Ruyi rolled her eyes, thinking that Senior Sister Zhao was so smart that she didn't give her a chance to deceive others.
She smiled and said: "Opening a business, friendly price. Or you can ask first, and I will quote according to the difficulty of the problem."
Zhao Yisu nodded: "Do you know about colorful spiritual birds? Where should I look for them?"
"This is public news, no money required."
Liu Ruyi was very cheerful and gushed: "Colorful Spirit Birds are second-grade monsters. Their grades are not high. Compared with Demon Pills, their feathers are more valuable. The feathers of Colorful Spirit Birds have seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple. , but not every bird can grow seven-color feathers. Red, that is, red feathers, is the most common and cheapest, with one spirit stone per spirit stone. But purple feathers require more than a thousand years of spiritual birds to grow. The market price is ten spirit stones per piece.”
Zhao Yisu thought to himself that it was only ten spirit stones, not expensive.
Fuxishan gives out elixirs, some talismans, and ten low-grade spiritual stones to second-grade disciples every month.
It just so happened that she hadn't received her monthly payment yet. After getting the money, she went to the market to buy whatever she wanted. Wouldn't she be able to piece together a colorful robe?
Unexpectedly, Liu Ruyi quickly added: "The spiritual stone I just mentioned refers to the middle-grade spiritual stone."
Zhao Yisu: "..." Why don't you go and grab it? !
One medium-grade spiritual stone is equal to one hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
Her share of money was only enough to buy one-tenth of a red feather. If she wanted to buy a purple feather, she would have to save for a hundred months, more than eight years!
It's just a feather, right?
Liu Ru noticed that her face looked ugly and explained: "Originally, colorful bird feathers were not so expensive, but in recent years, glitz and glamor has become popular outside. High-ranking nobles like to use bird feathers as ornaments, and a wealthy businessman named Qiao Pengyi particularly likes them. We collect purple feathers, so the price of purple feathers has skyrocketed."
Zhao Yisu: "Where can I find the colorful spiritual bird?"
"Senior Sister Zhao, do you want to hunt it yourself? This kind of bird is not difficult to find. There is one near Fuxi Mountain. But again, it takes a thousand years for a bird to grow purple feathers. Nowadays, this kind of purple-feathered bird is very rare... "
After some inquiring, Zhao Yisu understood that it was not easy to get clothes for himself.
The old man also said that no cheating, no killing, no stealing goods, which directly blocked her way of getting money.
Taking another look at the various tasks hanging above his head, he saw that there were not many tasks that could be taken on by second-level people. The tasks with rich rewards were only a few mid-level spiritual stones, and they were time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Zhao Yisu thanked him and walked out with a slumped face. Behind him was Liu Ruyi's bright farewell voice: "Senior Sister Zhao, remember to come to me, Liu Qianzhi, next time you have business!"
When he went out, he almost bumped into Jiang Yunchen when he turned a corner.
The two of them stopped suddenly at the same time, digging their toes into the floor, trying their best to show their mutual dislike.
Jiang Yunchen: "Is your cultivation stuck at the second level?"
Zhao Yisu: "Are you rich?"
Jiang Yunchen: "?"
Zhao Yisu: "From now on, if you want to talk to me, you have to pay, ten medium-grade spiritual stones once."
Jiang Yunchen turned around and left.
Zhao Yisu: "..." He sighed and went to find Qian Guanshi.
