Zhao Yisu stepped forward respectfully, ready to listen to the senior's sincere words.
Unexpectedly, Master Midang gently placed the token in her hand and changed his tone to a particularly soft tone: "Zhao Yisu, are you willing to worship at Midang Peak?"
Zhao Yisu: "Huh?"
Master Midou tried his best to smile to make his attitude appear extra sincere.
But his nearly two-meter-long, hill-like physique is simply the Pro version of Wang Polu. The wrinkles he makes when he smiles make him think he is kind and kind, but in Zhao Yisu's eyes, he is intimidating and threatening: "As long as you worship me." When you enter Midang Peak, I promise to teach you personally, and I will never fake the teachings of others, and the resources I will give you are the best among your peers, how about that?"
Zhao Yisu swallowed silently, thinking that if he didn't agree, would he be slapped to death by the boss?
She had seen with her own eyes that Wang Polu was so powerful that he could smash the arena to pieces with one slap. If it were him, a seventh-grade master, wouldn't she be crushed into a pulp with just one finger?
Just when Zhao Yisu was trembling, two more big guys arrived.
Master Fen Hui rushed forward and grabbed Zhao Yisu's wrist: "She is a fire spirit root, so she naturally wants to be a disciple of Fen Hui Pavilion!"
"What a joke! Since when did our Fuxi Mountain only look at disciples with spiritual roots?" Master Tingxi rushed forward and slapped Master Fenhui's hand away: "She is mine!"
Master Fen Hui: "Mine!"
Master Mido: "Mine!"
The late-arriving Master Sui Ying was blocked by three people. He couldn't touch even a hair of Zhao Yisu. He was so anxious that he yelled outside: "Get out of the way, she is mine! She is mine!"
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Zhao Yisu was dizzy as he was being pushed around and he didn't dare to move without permission.
At some point, a hand caught her in the chaos: "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Do you want to be cannon fodder?"
Jiang Yunchen grabbed her and flew into the air again.
Zhao Yisu stepped on his magic weapon and couldn't help crying in the wind.
Jiang Yunchen: "What? Are you crying for joy because you are being snatched by several high-level cultivators?"
Zhao Yisu looked at the mountain road at his feet and almost gritted his teeth: "Jiang Yunchen, you go shovel the shit in the zoo tomorrow!"
The red order from the Patriarchal Pavilion arrived as scheduled.
But surprisingly, Zhao Yisu and Jiang Yunchen were not asked to go to the animal garden to shovel poop this time. Instead, they were assigned to weed the medicine garden.
There is no other reason. In order to watch the promotion ceremony yesterday, more than one or two people flew illegally. There was not enough shit in the zoo to shovel!
In the zoo right now, Duanyang and Chunxia each hold a shovel and work hard.
Chun Xia stuffed her nostrils with a cloth and shoveled feces into the cart. Duanyang next to her also kept silent.
Both of them looked preoccupied.
Peers who are too outstanding will cause a dimension-reducing blow to the proud son.
After one night, Chun Xia had adjusted her mood and decided to go back to her home for retreat immediately after passing the Red Order. She would never leave the house until she was promoted to the third rank!
But Duanyang is still unhappy.
Why?
Why was Zhao Yisu able to cultivate to the third level so quickly?
If Zhao Yisu worked hard, how could he fall short of Duanyang? He was a swordsman who practiced day and night. Apart from attending public classes as usual, he used all the time he could... No, Zhao Yisu never attended public classes!
"That's right, it's just right here!"
Duanyang suddenly stood up excitedly, swung the shovel in his hand, and almost threw a piece of the answer into Chun Xia's face.
Chunxia's eyes widened: "Senior brother, are you crazy?"
Duanyang laughed: "Zhao Yisu never participates in public classes. He must be using these time to practice crazily. I, Duanyang, swear here that I will not cultivate to the third level for a day, I will not participate in public classes for a day, I will stay behind closed doors, and I will never break my promise!"
Chun Xia was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Senior brother, you just want to understand such a simple truth? Let's shovel it out quickly and go back to seclusion as soon as possible."
In an instant, the two of them were in a rush. The shovel was swung with great force, and the answers flew into the air and landed accurately on the cart not far away...
So when Wang Polu came to the zoo with his extra-large shovel, he saw a clean and empty ground.
Wang Polu: "..." What am I here for?
Chunxia and Duanyang walked out of the zoo refreshed and saw Wang Polu standing stupidly at the door, saying, "What are you doing here? Are you being punished too?"
Wang Polu shook his head: "I'm here to help Junior Sister Zhao, no, Senior Uncle Zhao. Master has ordered that from now on, Junior Sister Zhao should be taken care of as his own uncle, and we should strive to influence her and worship her at Midang Peak as soon as possible."
Chun Xia: "Then what? You call someone "Uncle Master" behind your back and ask them to give you some benefits from your cultivation?"
Duanyang shook his head and patted Wang Polu on the shoulder: "Now is not the time to help your master recruit people. Why don't you hurry up and practice and catch up with her as soon as possible?"
Wang Polu blinked his big eyes, flashing an innocent light: "Yes, go back to retreat!"
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Zhao Yisu finished weeding in the medicine garden and did not dare to return to the cave immediately.
She was afraid that some master would block her in the cave...
It's troublesome to think about it. If you continue to waste it like this, you won't be regarded as deliberately putting on airs and offending a few big bosses, right?
She sighed and decided to go down the mountain to find some delicious food to comfort herself.
Kaiyuan Street was still as lively as usual. Zhao Yisu visited the food shops and found that the food here was single.
It is not surprising that most immortal cultivators do not live in a valley. Today, except for a small part of the land in the mainland that is used for farming to meet the basic survival of mortals, most of the land is occupied by various sects and clans to grow spiritual herbs and elixirs.
If things go on like this, ordinary people no longer pay attention to food. They save a little money and want to turn it into cultivation resources, send their children and grandchildren into the immortal sect, and achieve a family leap from then on.
Zhao Yisu walked around and saw only a few basic pastries and a barbecue, so she had to put her hope in the largest wine shop on Kaiyuan Street.
When she came to the wine shop and saw the menu hanging in the store, she couldn't help but ask the shopkeeper: "Why are there so few types? You still claim to be the largest wine shop under Fuxi Mountain, and that's it?"
Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper just smiled bitterly: "Immortal Master, you don't know something. Recently, there is a monster beast in Kaiyuan Street. This beast is full of colorful lights and moves very fast. Wherever it goes, it is like a locust crossing the border, leaving no grass behind. The food on our street All the shops and restaurants were damaged, but fortunately this beast was just greedy and did not hurt anyone."
This description reminded Zhao Yisu of that ugly thing.
However, the ugly thing was all black and did not glow, and its speed could not be described as "extremely fast".
Could it be that that thing has been upgraded?
"Didn't you report it to Fuxishan for help?" she asked.
"I've already reported it. I heard that Fu Xishan has assigned the task of catching the monsters. The results will be available soon." The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Master Immortal will come back in a while, and the shop will definitely bring out the best things to entertain you. , I can only take out these now.”
Zhao Yisu tried his best to pick, but only bought back a few snacks and two pieces of barbecue.
It actually hurts my body to spend a sky-high price for a middle-grade spiritual stone!
