Zhao Yisu cursed secretly at Jiang Yunchen's ruthless back, and had no choice but to climb out of the pit with his bare hands.
As a result, before he even took two steps, he was overtaken by Hong Ling from the Zongfa Pavilion.
Zhao Yisu: "..."
She opened the token and wrote: Zhao Yisu, a third-grade disciple, destroyed six pieces of Wannian Qingyan and was fined for one year. In addition, he must go to the Wansong Tower office to plead guilty and obtain a letter of understanding before the order can be revoked.
The monthly payment for a third-grade monk is ten middle-grade spiritual stones, plus various elixirs, but he was slapped by the old man and is now all gone? !
120 medium-grade spiritual stones + 12 third-grade Qi Condensing Pills + 12 third-grade physical fitness pills + 12 third-grade Yuan Yuan Yang pills + 1 fourth-grade heart-protecting pill...
Zhao Yisu silently kept accounts in his mind, hum, he would have to get it back from the old man sooner or later.
She limped out and stuffed a few pills into her mouth, which were all distributed by the Shimen who had just been promoted to the third level.
It is indeed a good medicine, it melts in your mouth, has no bitter taste, and only has a medicinal fragrance.
The fall was all external injuries. The third-grade monk's recovery ability is astonishing. His bones and meridians are many times stronger than those of ordinary people. Coupled with the elixir treatment, when Zhao Yisu walked out of the hall, no scars could be seen with the naked eye.
She used magic to repair the tattered clothes, and then met the livid-faced Qian Qian.
Zhao Yisu forced a smile: "Mr. Qian, look at my letter of understanding. What are the conditions before you can sign it?"
Manager Qian's eyes flashed with light, but the anger on his face was well concealed: "Follow me!"
Zhao Yisu followed him awkwardly. The disciples behind him all started talking, saying that Zhao Yisu was going to be in trouble!
Manager Qian has a very good temper and does not get angry easily. The more such a person is, the harder it is to calm down when angry.
Zhao Yisu followed him all the way into the cabinet of Wansong Building. The place seemed to be a warehouse, with no one around and only drawers all over the wall. No one knew what was inside.
She was ready to apologize, but Manager Qian turned around and put on a smile: "Don't worry, just a few floors, it's a trivial matter."
Zhao Yisu was just wondering when he saw Manager Qian snap his fingers.
"Crash——!" With a sound, the drawers on the wall behind him suddenly collapsed at the same time!
Plenty of blank talisman papers fell from the drawer. Zhao Yisu looked up in confusion, stunned by the scene of talisman papers floating all over the sky.
Blank talisman papers also require materials to make. What is the value of so many talisman papers? Even Fuxi Mountain would have taken hundreds of years to accumulate such weight...
Zhao Yisu was stunned. When she took off a piece of talisman paper stuck to the corner of her mouth, the floor was already covered with a thick layer of talisman paper, enough to reach her knees.
Manager Qian smiled more and more kindly, and his tone was full of kindness: "As for you, draw two-thirds of these talisman papers into first-grade talisman paper, and draw one-third into second-grade talisman paper, half for attack and half for defense. , I will sign a letter of understanding for you immediately after the painting."
"Of course, Wansonglou will be responsible for all the food and drink you need here. In addition, I have set up a barrier at the door. It cannot be opened without my token. I am too good to you and will never let anyone disturb you. You draw the talisman.”
After Manager Qian finished speaking, he stepped forward and patted Zhao Yisu on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work, Junior Sister Zhao."
Zhao Yisu ran hard in the sea of talismans, trying to catch up with the departing figure of Manager Qian: "No, no, just wait..."
The only person who answered him was the kind smiling face of Manager Qian across the door.
Then, the warehouse door slowly closed in front of Zhao Yisu's eyes, and after a desperate "Yeah", it was completely closed.
Zhao Yisu: "..." Me! day! you! indivual! Fairy! people! plate! plate! Son!
When Zhao Yisu was trapped in the Wansonglou warehouse, Chunxia, Wang Polu, Duanyang... all were busy.
The world is upside down outside, what does it have to do with me?
Practice! You must practice day and night!
Are we, a genius with a first-class spiritual root, going to be outdone by Zhao Yisu, who has a third-class spiritual root?
When we started, we were all senior brothers. When we meet later, we will always call them senior uncle. Are you sorry? !
At the same time, Jiang Yunchen was meditating in a cave on the top of Fuxi Mountain.
He is the head disciple and has been promoted to the third level, so he can choose the cave again. After choosing a new residence, Jiang Yunchen arranged a magic circle around the cave to prevent outsiders from disturbing him.
In the cave, he took out the spirit-washing cup and began to practice quickly.
His spiritual sea is several times wider than that of ordinary people, and the spiritual power required in his body is more than that of ordinary people. If he does not practice quickly, if his advancement speed is really slowed down by Zhao Yisu, where will his reputation as a ninth-level major cultivator go?
While everyone was practicing day and night, Zhao Yisu was imprisoned in the Wansonglou warehouse, and was ordered to do nothing every day.
She had already checked around and found that the walls of this warehouse were made of unknown materials and were extremely strong. Zhao Yisu tried various methods but could not leave any traces on the wall, let alone break through the wall.
Helpless, she could only sit back where she was, using her finger as a pen, and began to draw the talisman.
The first-level and second-level talismans are a piece of cake for her. The problem is the consumption of spiritual energy.
Even if she can directly transform the spiritual energy in the air by breathing, this is a sealed warehouse, and the surrounding spiritual energy will be consumed soon.
With the speed of Zhao's humanoid printing press, within two days, the spiritual energy in the warehouse was extremely thin.
Instead, there was a mountain of finished paper talismans stacked in the corner of the room.
After exhausting the last bit of spiritual energy in the air, Zhao Yisu decisively stopped - wanted to use the spiritual energy finally stored in her spiritual sea? dream!
Zhao Yisu opened the system and signed in out of boredom. She had nothing to do and there was no spiritual energy anywhere for her to practice. She could only sit on the talisman mountain and figure out where to make money.
A telepathic sound floated from outside and landed in front of her.
Opening it, the talisman issued a kind greeting from Chief Qian: How is the progress? Can I help you?
Zhao Yisu was furious and replied: The warehouse's spiritual energy is thin and I can't continue painting.
It was precisely in anticipation of this that Manager Qian came to inquire.
But he didn't expect that Zhao Yisu would use up all the spiritual energy in the warehouse in just two days.
In order to confirm the authenticity, he opened the door of the warehouse.
Zhao Yisu made a quick decision, his spiritual energy exploded, and he ran towards the door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Manager Qian stretched out his arm, he caught the person running to the door and said, "Now that you are here, don't expect to leave easily."
Zhao Yisu: "..." As expected, the strength gap between levels is difficult to bridge.
Although Manager Qian and Zhao Yisu were both of the third rank, they could be regarded as brothers and sisters. But Chief Qian was a monk at the third level of Dzogchen Stage. Zhao Yisu had just advanced and was three levels lower than him.
The higher the rank, the greater the gap in rank. It would be easy for Manager Qian to catch her.
Manager Qian: "Even if you run out, it will be troublesome. If you don't sell the red order of the Zongfa Pavilion, it will always be behind you. The disciples who hang the red order on Fuxi Mountain will not be able to enjoy any cultivation resources."
Zhao Yisu had no choice but to put on a smiling face: "Well, you see, I have drawn so many talisman papers. Regarding the letter of understanding..."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Manager Qian glanced at the talisman papers piled in the corner. In just two days, Zhao Yisu had drawn so many!
He suppressed his expression of ecstasy and took out a handful of pills from his storage bag: "Here are the Qi Condensation Pills I prepared for you, which can replenish your spiritual energy. You can continue painting. If you don't have enough pills, tell me. As long as After drawing the talisman paper here, I can sign a hundred copies of the letter of understanding."
