Yunli smiled shyly, and she suddenly remembered the Oolong she had cultivated before. Looking back again, when she had the emotion of not wanting to do this, the light beam was indeed around the 60 mark.
The red dust technique is so unbelievable!
Steward Qing Yi motioned for her to stand in his queue. He turned his head and started chatting with Steward White: "It's really strange. With the initial climbing posture, it should have been 80. Why did it stop? It came to an abrupt end without any warning."
"Perhaps it's because she has five spiritual roots." The steward in white didn't care, and after speaking, he motioned for Wen Xueruo to step forward for a test.
Wen Xueluo has three spiritual roots: metal, wood, and earth. The golden spiritual root is the purest, with a purity of 83, followed by the earth spiritual root, with a purity of 76; and the wood spiritual root is weaker, with only 61.
Her cultivation was already at the early stage of foundation building, and the steward in white assigned her to the inner sect without any hesitation.
Seeing Wen Xueruo standing next to the boy in black, Yunli couldn't help but move to the side. Both of them exuded a cold and stern aura that kept strangers away from them. It was too cold.
It took another half an hour for someone to come up. Yunli was extremely bored waiting. At noon, more people came one after another. Several stewards were also tired. They no longer had the gentleness before and were working with serious faces.
At noon, the day's recruitment of disciples finally came to an end. After the steward distributed novice gift packages to them, the steward in white left with a group of newly promoted Taiyi inner disciples.
The outer sect and the handymen began to assign tasks and accommodation to the new disciples. Xu Shi initially left an impression on the stewards, and Yunli's task was very easy. He went to Xiaomu Peak to take care of Master Danyang's spiritual pet, the black-crested pheasant.
When raising spiritual pets, you only need to feed them every day, and the rest of the time can be arranged by yourself. Compared with other tasks that require patience, such as planting spiritual rice and spiritual plants, she still feels that raising spiritual pets is easier.
Yunli felt happy and silently praised the steward as a good person.
After everyone's tasks were assigned, Yu Jian, an outer disciple named Yang, took her to Xiaomu Peak. While flying, he introduced the general situation to her: "This black-crested pheasant is the pet of Master Danyang of Qingmu Peak. , Master Danyang went into seclusion, so he asked our Deacon Hall to take care of him."
Wait, there's something wrong with the logic. Yunli blinked and confirmed: "Master Danyang of Qingmu Peak, should I go to Xiaomu Peak to take care of his spiritual pet?"
The sword-wielding disciple in front raised his lips sympathetically, "That's right."
Unfortunately, Yunli's focus was not on his expression. She took a breath. Does this mean that the black-crested pheasant occupied a hilltop by itself? !
Let me go, no matter how rich the Taiyi Sect is, spiritual pets can dominate the mountain.
Then she realized that even if the Taiyi Sect was rich, vast and sparsely populated, and rich enough to allocate caves to spiritual pets, not all spiritual pets could have their own independent mountain. She asked tentatively: "Uncle Yang, this Black Crown What is the pheasant’s strength?”
Unexpectedly, Uncle Yang, who seemed very kind at first, got into a fight: "The black-crested pheasant has the blood of Kunpeng. It is very precious. Master Danyang has always cherished it, so you must take good care of it."
From this point of view, this black-crested pheasant was probably spoiled and might not be easy to raise. Yunli felt a thump in her heart and withdrew her previous praise for Qingyi's manager. It turned out to be a glutinous rice dumpling stuffed with sesame seeds.
As soon as they arrived at Xiaomu Peak, Uncle Yang put her down, threw her a chicken-raising manual, and then flew away in a hurry, as if there was a ghost chasing her.
Yunli opened the manual in her hand and pumped again. Are you sure you are raising chickens?
He only eats one grade of spiritual rice, drinks only the morning dew, has various spiritual fruits for afternoon tea, and has to take him for a walk.
This is not raising chickens, it is clearly providing for the chicken ancestors! An ugly chicken with black eyes, imitating the phoenix, would not rest on a phoenix tree, or drink from a spring of sweet wine, so it wants to go to heaven!
At this time, there was a noise in the small courtyard surrounded by fences in front of her. Before she could use her spiritual sense to detect it, the courtyard door opened, and a black chicken came out with its head raised and steps that it would not recognize, as if The king patrolled his territory.
Seeing Yunli, the chicken tilted its head and squinted its eyes. The look on its face simply said, "What is the pestle doing there? Why don't you come over and clear the way for me!"
Oh, you dare to stare at me!
Yunli opened her eyes wide and stared back fiercely. Unexpectedly, the little black chicken glanced at her sideways, returned to the yard arrogantly, and went straight into the bamboo house on the right.
It is indeed a fifth-level monster. Apart from being unable to speak human language, it is so different from humans!
But, are you messing with me?
Not to mention the various troubles involved in the raising process, if she really only had the seventh level of Qi training, she would not be bullied to death by this fifth-level monster!
Yunli blinked and looked at the bamboo house. Does this chicken still need to live in a separate room?
Step into the courtyard and push open the bamboo house on the right. The room is clean and empty, with nothing else except a small chicken coop in the center.
Looking at the tiny one in the nest, she twitched the corner of her mouth. It was too luxurious for such a small chicken to live in such a big house!
Taking a closer look, the chicken coop is not simple at all. It is as clear as ice and snow, and there is even a trace of spiritual energy emanating from it. It turns out to be the finest snow-covered ice silk!
The little black chicken in the nest glanced sideways at her, dumbfounded. He lowered his head and buried his neck in his wings, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to her.
Yunli turned around and opened the door of the smaller room on the left. What she saw was two baskets of rice. The grains were crystal clear. The rice grains were full and shiny. You could smell a faint fragrance of rice at the door. Next to the rice baskets were two baskets. Spirit fruit, and a basket of spirit vegetables. There was an ice formation around the spirit fruit and spirit vegetables.
In the corner of the room, there was a wooden board that looked like a bed. The reason why I say it looks like it is because there is nothing but a wooden board with a crack in the middle.
Yunli was speechless. She picked up a spiritual peach and took a bite. The sweet peach juice filled her mouth. A trace of spiritual energy entered her body along her throat. She couldn't help but shake her head: "Tsk, tsk, humans are inferior to chickens!"
There was a noise next door, and before she could react, the little black chicken had already appeared at the door. When he saw the spiritual peach in her hand, the hair on his neck stood up. He rushed towards her angrily and pecked her hand hard.
Yunli turned around to get out of the way, but the menacing little black chicken couldn't hold back its strength and rushed to the edge of the wooden bed. The slightly curved beak of the chicken pecked the wooden board. There was only a click sound, and the wooden board shattered into wood slag.
Yunli shook his head. It would be better to break it completely to save space.
After one peck, the little black chicken shook its head, shook off the wood chips on its beak, turned around and rushed towards her again. Yunli swept it out of the house with a flick of her sleeves, and there were spiritual fruits and spiritual fruits in the house. Rice, it would be nice to be damaged by it.
The little black chicken fell in the courtyard and was stunned. There was a big doubt in his two little chicken eyes: How did I get out? This majestic fifth-level demon was swept out by a mere seventh-level Qi practitioner!
Realizing this fact, it became even more angry and once again rushed towards Yunli in the house like a sharp arrow.
Yunli took a few more bites of the fruit, then waved her sleeves and brushed it into the yard again. You must be stingy, why don't you just eat one of the fruits?
The little black chicken, which was shaking its feathers and getting up, saw that she had finished chewing one spiritual peach and then picked another spiritual fruit to eat. He immediately went crazy and his two mung bean eyes turned into soybean eyes. He kicked his legs and flew over with flapping wings. , a layer of green light rose from his body, he waved his wings fiercely at Yunli, and the sharp wind blades were directed towards Yunli's face.
With a dark face, Yunli took out his heavy sword and stood it up in front of him to block the wind blade. He saw the right moment and grabbed the wings of the little black chicken, and taught him a lesson: "Xiao Hei, jealousy is the root of all evil and the cause of all evil."
She nodded: "Yes, compared with this Taoist nun's beautiful face, your dark appearance is worse than black charcoal, but you can't be so jealous that you want to ruin my appearance. You have to remember that the beauty of the soul is It’s really beautiful.”
After persuading her earnestly, she smiled coldly: "Next time you dare to say hello to my face again, I will pluck out all your hair."
The little black chicken struggled wildly, but those white and tender little hands restrained it like steel.
After struggling for a long time, the little black chicken was tired. It sadly discovered that it was really no match for this seventh-level Qi practitioner.
All the way to immortality
All the way to immortality
