"How much does the sect contribute?" Yang Zhen was about to inquire about this matter: "Is this thing difficult to earn?"
"Of course it's not easy," Chen Tao took a sip of wine: "It's even harder when you're still an apprentice and can't do anything."
"For example," he pointed to a piece of flat land under the boulder: "Below here is a five-acre spiritual field. You can apply to the sect to plant spiritual grains or other spiritual plants. Throughout the year, the five-acre spiritual field However, the output of 500 kilograms of spiritual grain is equivalent to only fifty yuan of spiritual stone. If it is handed over to the sect, it can only be exchanged for 25 contribution points, which is only 250 in ten years..."
"In the early stages of your Qi training, you have to manage five acres of land. This does not include your costs, rent, and your monthly tasks, etc. What you can really get in the end is only ten o'clock a year. You said , how many years do you have to save?”
"Can we just farm?" Yang Zhen interjected: "Is there no other way?"
"Of course there are many more, such as working as an assistant in the alchemy room, going to the Beast Taming Garden to take care of the spirit beasts, and the senior brothers and sisters you saw today, working as stewards in our peak. These can all earn contribution points. But No matter how you do it, it will only be ten or twenty o'clock all year round."
Looking at it this way, my fifty points are indeed rare! Yang Zhen thought in her mind.
"What's the difference between the inner sect, the outer sect, and apprentices like us?" he continued to ask.
"The difference is huge!" Chen Tao started talking and continued to introduce:
"First of all, your monthly salary is too much! Apprentices only have two spiritual stones per month, while the outer sect has five, and the inner sect has ten at least!"
These three to five yuan don't mean much. Yang Zhen disapproved in her heart.
He currently has a debt of 100 million and earns less than 15,000 yuan a year. He really looks down on a few spiritual stones.
Chen Tao probably guessed Yang Zhen's thoughts. Judging from tonight's banquet, this junior brother is not a master who lacks spiritual stones.
In fact, except for him and Huang Yifang, who are from lower backgrounds, the few people here tonight are all descendants of aristocratic families, and there is at least one Zifu ancestor in their family.
"This is just the basic salary. In fact, if you become a disciple of the outer sect and the inner sect, you can hold a position in the sect and earn a fortune in spiritual stones. This income is often several times your basic salary."
"You can also go out and do tasks, so you can earn contribution points and spiritual stones faster."
"This is just the first difference. The second advantage is that the scope of your activities in the sect has expanded. For apprentices like you, the only places you can go to now are Wufangting, the academy and Yunya Town. Other places in the sect, at least You need to be led by disciples above the inner sect before you can go."
"The same restrictions apply to checking classics, borrowing exercises, etc."
"Yeah." Yang Zhen nodded. This distinction is quite important.
"The most important point," Chen Tao said in a serious tone, "Only when you become a disciple of the outer sect and the inner sect can you officially become a disciple."
"You are actually just a group of students now. We, the chiefs and commanders, manage your lives and occasionally give guidance on your cultivation. At other times, whatever you want to learn, you can only go to the academy and listen to some lectures by the foundation-building brothers. There is no such thing as It’s also difficult for a fixed teacher to provide targeted guidance.”
"When you become an outer disciple, you can choose to be a disciple under the elder of the Zi Mansion. For example, Senior Sister Huang and I are now both disciples of the Academy's Feng Supervisory Academy. We have a fixed time every month to listen to Master Feng's teachings. sermon……"
"It's just that our cultivation level is still very low now. If we have any problems in cultivation, some senior brothers and sisters under Master Feng will help us."
…
Later, Yang Zhen asked Chen Tao many questions, such as some of the sect's reward and punishment systems and so on. This Senior Brother Chen has a good temper and takes the trouble to explain to Yang Zhen. Later, two new disciples, Zhao Yue'er and Dai Miaoying, also gathered around to listen.
Everyone was in high spirits, until the full moon rose into the sky and the surroundings were silent, they were shocked to realize that it was already late.
"Let's break up!" Senior Sister Yao suggested: "It's past Hai hour. You guys have to gather at the foot of the mountain tomorrow morning. Don't oversleep."
She stood up, and so did the others.
Senior Sister Yao waved her hand: "Junior Brother Yang, Junior Sister Zhao, thank you for your hospitality tonight!"
Seeing Yang Zhen return the favor, she suddenly thought of teasing him again, and raised her fingers: "Junior brother, do you want to go with your sister?"
Yang Zhen had already recovered from the previous embarrassment and said with a calm expression: "Junior brother is too young now and has not enough capital. I will give you four years of training. After four years, I will definitely come to my sister for discussion. Senior sister, please don't refuse me. !”
These words immediately caused several female cultivators to applaud, but Senior Sister Yao felt embarrassed.
"You are young and have a very poor mouth." She spat in embarrassment.
Humph, look at how dare you tease me, who is afraid of whom?
Yang Zhen was feeling proud when suddenly her waist hurt and she saw Zhao Yue'er pinching him hard.
…
After everyone helped clean up, they all took advantage of the sword light and left.
"Do you want to go back and rest?" Yang Zhen asked.
The little girl kicked away the stones under her feet, lowered her head and said, "I won't go to a house as big as one person!"
"You have to accompany me and tell me stories!"
"Okay!" The two of them often did this in the Zhao family. Well, it should be three people, including Caiyun.
"It would be nice if Sister Caiyun came over." Yang Zhen sighed.
He didn't understand why the sect allowed these twelve or thirteen-year-old boys to live alone on their first day in the mountain.
Rather than building courage in these kids, it's more of a delay in the process.
In fact, many schoolchildren will find their relatives or seniors to accompany them tonight.
For example, during the meal just now, Dai Miaoying said that she would be with her clan sister in the evening, and also invited Zhao Yue'er by the way, but she declined.
The two returned to Yang Zhen's cave and laid out sheets, bedding and other items in the back bedroom.
Then she turned off the lights and went to bed. Yang Zhen put her arms around Zhao Yue'er, ready to continue the story of "The Condor Shooting".
The little girl turned around and dodged.
"My mother-in-law said that you are not allowed to hug me, let alone touch me." She said confidently.
"But," seeing Yang Zhen's embarrassed look, she laughed out loud.
"Aniang didn't say that she wouldn't let me hug you."
After saying that, she gently hugged Yang Zhen from behind.
The little girl's body is light and soft, warm and comfortable. Yang Zhen was in a happy mood and began to continue the previous chapter:
"...Suddenly, everyone's eyes were dazzled. Behind Mei Chaofeng, there was that strange man in green robe. His movement was so fast..."
At this moment, Yiyi's voice suddenly sounded in his mind;
"Brother, someone is approaching!"
Yang Zhen was very curious, who came here at this time?
Just listen to the little thing continue: "This man came here when you were eating, stayed for a while and left, and now he's here again!"
"He is very strong!"
"He's coming in!"
Yiyi's voice disappeared. Ever since she was almost discovered by Zhao Beiqing, she would take the initiative to hide in the stone space again when she met a monk with advanced cultivation.
"Little Shitou, why don't you continue talking? Who is that weird man in green robe?" Zhao Yuer asked strangely when Yang Zhen didn't speak for a long time.
Yang Zhen's face was ashen, she hugged the little girl tightly and stared at the bed with cold eyes.
There, a man in green robe was standing.
