Seeing 10 young girls standing in front of him, Song Pingcun felt a little stupid.
Today, after the classes in the Chuan Gong Hall were over, Luo Tuowei, a fat boy, was taken away by a disciple from the Deacon Hall and placed on an unknown mountain peak. Although there were many doubts, neither he nor the little fat man could do anything.
Zhou Fugui and Wang Xiaoke also said goodbye and returned to their own mountain peaks. They could meet again tomorrow, but they didn't know whether the little fat man would show up again tomorrow.
He really wants you, the wood spirit, to follow you, but he is also worried that others will notice how special the wood spirit is. Wearing the Tsing Yi trousers that come as standard for disciples issued by the Deacon Hall, I returned to the herb garden full of thoughts and was frightened by the scene in front of me.
Liu Yiyi was not in the cave, but these 10 girls claimed to have "seen the young master".
"Master Wang, what's going on?" Other women might be unfamiliar to him, but Luo Yan'er was no stranger to him. On the first day we arrived at Luo's house, it was this Luo Yan'er who accompanied the hunchback Zhang Zuo out of the back hall. It was obvious at first glance that the relationship between the two was unusual.
"The 10 handymen sent by the Luo family will be at your disposal from now on." Wang Huaiming became even more depressed.
This kid didn't come here to practice. He was clearly a dandy from a big family. Everywhere he went, he was surrounded by a group of fans. However, he brought this kid back with him, and there was no room for reasoning.
When he was brought over in the morning, he could clearly see the smile on Liu Yiyi's face. It was a meaningful and contemptuous smile. Wang Huaiming then remembered that Liu Yiyi only wanted two people, but he was so anxious that he forgot about it and brought back 10 women. In the ordinary world, this would be just a flirtation.
A real person flirting with his disciples! ? Gosh! Wang Huaiming himself wanted to kill him with a piece of tofu.
"I'm going back, I'm going back!"
"Okay, everyone is here, so you don't need to worry about it. I would like to thank you in advance on behalf of my son for your kindness." Liu Yiyi didn't think Wang Huaiming was embarrassed. Since this was not arranged by him, it is not considered a violation of the emperor. command.
No one, including Luo Yan'er, understood what was going on. Didn't this woman come to Luo's house with the country boy? Why do I feel more like the owner here!
Liu Yiyi was not interested in answering their doubts. She briefly asked the 10 people and arranged the division of labor for each. The three houses outside the cave were obviously not enough, so the hard-working Wang Huaiming started working as a coolie again. The key was to quarry and transport the stones himself.
In order to save trouble, I could only enlarge the door of my cave several times. The cave no longer looked like a cave, but instead looked like a huge open mouth.
Therefore, he was completely speechless when faced with Song Pingcun's question, whether it was teasing or he really didn't know. Song Pingcun was left with a confused look on his face, and he jumped out of the herb garden. For the first time, the miserable old man felt that it was wise for his junior brother to carry a wine bottle all day long, as he could relieve his worries at any time.
At the Sect Master Peak, the three brothers gathered together for the first time in many years. The other two were fine. The senior brother who only focused on the medicine garden actually summoned two junior brothers to drink. This was definitely the first time.
"Senior brother, what's going on?" Sect leader Liu Chen looked at his senior brother Wang Huaiming in confusion.
"It's okay, I just want to drink." Wang Huaiming poured a large gulp of wine down his throat, but he almost choked.
Gao Feng looked at his junior brother, the sect leader Liu Chen, and then at his senior brother Wang Huaiming. Could it be that there was really something wrong with the boy he arranged to go to the medicine garden, right?
That day, the group of candidates gathered in front of the sect gate. I and my senior brother stood in front of the development stone, but we could see clearly. Among them, the vitality reflected in the body of the candidates with 21 numbers is a single color. Although the shades are different, they are all relatively pure and have little variegation. There are only two outliers. A little fat guy, No. 113 Luo Tuowei, actually showed an unprecedented jet black color, with no variegation at all. The other one is No. 112 Song Pingcun. The developing stone is directly blank, with no reflected color at all.
From the time they gathered and lined up until they walked to the swamp, the two brothers stared at the boy number 112 at all times without blinking. There was really no reflected color at all. If you didn't pay attention, you would have thought that number 111 and 113 There was no one between the numbers.
The developing stone is the exposed part of an unknown deep Yuanshi vein from the mountain gate to the top of the sect's main peak. According to the sect's records, it was because of this Yuanshi mine that the sect was established here.
Although the value of Yuan Stone is quite high in the eyes of ordinary people, the cultivation sect uses it as materials for refining weapons. The reason why Zongmen's Yuanshi mine is valued is that there is a Yuanshi exposed on the top of the mountain. It is one foot in diameter and is unusually flat.
All those who set foot on this vein of Yuanshi from the mountain gate will have the color and complexity of the Yuanqi in their body displayed on this developing stone. It is also the key basis for Po Yuan Sect to select disciples, and even a pre-judgment for predicting incoming enemies. in accordance with. Normally, the development stone would be covered with a piece of spiritual weapon woven and refined from jade cicada silk, which would be used as the sect leader's writing desk and would never be disclosed to people under the physical realm.
Po Yuan Zong has been studying how the Yuan Stone was produced, but there has been no result. It is as soft as water and as hard as steel. The contradiction between these two poles depends on the exchange of forces between them.
When struck against the Yuan Stone, neither the Yuan Qi nor the Spiritual Qi are useless, it is like a stone sinking into the ocean. On the contrary, without any external force, ordinary people can slowly peel off a piece of Yuan Stone. Although it takes a whole day to peel off a fist-sized Yuan Stone each time, at least it can be done.
For each audition test, Yuanshi ore will be collected to make a ball and handed to the examiner in charge to observe the candidates for the audition.
The reason for doing this is because there is a wonderful thing about this Yuanshi mine. No matter how it is collected, the magic weapon made by using it can only have a short-term effect, and then it will shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye within a period of time. In the end, it turns into nothing and cannot be retained no matter what method is used.
The Yuanshi vein is like water with a source. It has not become smaller or increased for countless years.
Jiang Gong, a disciple of the Jiang family of Po Yuan Zong, was obsessed with the study of magical instruments, and finally used Yuan stones as materials to make various disposable magical instruments. This skill is unique to Jiang Gongfang and is never allowed to be passed on to anyone other than Jiang Gongfang. In fact, they have made it using other Yuan stones, but they do not have the one-time characteristics of the sect Yuan stones.
For countless years, apart from reflecting the vitality in the body and making disposable magical weapons, Po Yuan Zong has not found any other use for the Yuan Stone.
Song Pingcun was handed over to his senior brother for observation, but the little fat boy had not decided where to put him yet. In the morning, his senior brother clearly refused, and in the evening he asked two junior brothers to drink. If it was not because of Song Pingcun, Gao Feng did not believe it.
"Senior brother, if you feel inconvenient to say it, all you need to do is nod and shake your head." Gao Feng thought about it and suddenly thought of a possibility. The wine glass in Wang Huaiming's hand was stagnant, and he was nodding in advance when a familiar pressure appeared on the back of his neck, bringing a biting chill that instantly woke him up.
"What's the inconvenience? Junior brother, you are deliberately trying to laugh at me!" Wang Huaiming immediately found an excuse to talk.
"What do you mean, senior brother?" Liu Chen and Gao Feng were both confused.
"Hey, I won't say it in front of others. I dare to say it only to you two junior brothers. Senior brother, when I face Song Pingcun, I don't know how to teach him! Isn't it funny for you to say that I am a real person?" Wang Huaiming He was originally making an excuse, but after he said it, he found it really funny. He raised the wine glass in his hand and used the motion of drinking to cover up his embarrassment.
Liu Chen and Gao Feng were stunned. This... doesn't seem to be the case!
