Along the winding path of the intestines, I trotted down while humming a tune.
"When the east is not bright, the west is bright. When the sun is gone, I will be sad!"
That's right, Mu Nan is not from this world, but a "cow horse" who is neither black nor white.
In my previous life, I had saved for half my life on a meager income, and with the help of my parents, who were farmers, I finally paid a down payment to buy a house.
Unexpectedly, the developer only built a gorgeous gate and sold the house.
The key is, there was a thunderstorm!
Mu Nan walked helplessly on the grass behind the door, thinking about his monthly payment and cursing the developer. He lost his footing and fell into the bottomless hole.
When I woke up again, a voice sounded in my ears: "Hey, boy, are you willing to be my disciple?"
Three years!
Mu Nan thought that it was because of his extraordinary talent that he was able to win the favor of his master, Fairy Shuyun, among the homeless people and be accepted as a disciple.
Who knows, she is just lazy!
Not only lazy, but also drunk!
At this time, in a pavilion with half of the thatch fallen at the foot of the mountain, Fairy Shuyun, half-clad in a blood-red cloak, leaning on a bench and holding a wine gourd as big as her upper body, was drinking happily.
Seeing Mu Nan humming an unknown tune and walking away happily, he asked with interest: "Is it solved?"
"What if I get drunk while admiring beautiful women?"
This voice of beauty is not complimentary at all!
I remember when we first met, her face was like a hibiscus, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, and her breasts were half-covered and most charming.
Especially the jingling sound of his head and feet, making him almost recognize him as his adoptive father on the spot!
"Cackle!" Shuyun's signature silver-bell laughter sounded: "As expected of my deputy flag commander!"
Mu Yun curled his lips.
Not only the deputy flag commander, but also the third, fourth and seventh flag officers, and even the liaison officer and health worker!
After all, there are only two people in Sanqi, namely him and Fairy Shuyun.
"How is it? Is the Canghuo Pendant I taught you good to use?" Fairy Shuyun continued to ask with a proud look on her face.
Cang Huo Peng?
It takes a lot of effort to light a lamp, but how dare you use it to slay demons?
Mu Nan's inner words almost blurted out, but he swallowed them back alive.
Shuyun likes to hear good things, but the key is to get drunk and lose her relatives!
"It's very useful! We just fought, and I used the Canghuo Pendant! I burned the bone demon so much that he rolled on the ground and cried bitterly. I didn't forget to say the last sentence, my master Shuyun Fairy's Canghuo Pendant How can you and other little demons bear the fire fall? When the little demon heard that it was you, he kowtowed like garlic! Guess what?"
Fairy Shuyun listened with great interest, drank the last drop of wine, and said with encouraging eyes: "Continue, don't stop."
Mu Nan understood, and continued: "I wanted to spare his life for the sake of the master, but unfortunately I haven't learned how to extinguish the blue fire, so I can only watch the bone demon being burned to death. His whole body was black, and He looks like a commander-in-chief!"
"That's not right. Shouldn't there be no burnt dregs left?" The fairy's forehead was crumpled with yellow flowers, and she always felt that there was something unfinished.
"What kind of cultivation level do I have? What kind of cultivation level do I have, Master?"
Mu Nan's subtle flattery caused Fairy Shuyun to burst into laughter, causing half of her head to tremble wildly with the emerald butterfly dancing and golden steps.
No need to ask, the other half must have been exchanged for wine.
"Okay, the Bone Demon's errand is done, go back and hand in the mission!"
Fairy Shuyun seemed impatient when she spoke.
"Imperial!" He waved his sleeves, and like a wine gourd or a balloon, it grew three times in size at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Take you back to the Xuntian Prison!"
Cultivation of the nine realms, refining Qi, building foundation, forming elixir, Nascent Soul, transforming into spirit, refining emptiness, combining body, Mahayana, overcoming tribulation.
You must reach the foundation-building realm and leave your mortal body before you can fly with your weapon.
Mu Nancai had only completed his qi training and had not yet established the foundation, so he naturally had to let his master carry him along.
…
The location of the Sky Patrol Prison, named Izumo Island, floats in the sky like clouds.
Therefore, the tasks assigned by each flag officer and above are rising rapidly.
Of course, there are also disciples like Mu Nan who have no foundation. If they want to get in and out of the Sky Patrol Prison, they can only take the extremely unreasonable ladder to the sky.
As the deputy flag officer, he is the only one who still needs to climb the ladder.
It was just that he was secretly laughed at by the disciples of other banners. Fairy Shuyun threw him under the ladder to heaven, and while watching the excitement on a wine gourd, he kept chattering: After studying with me for three years, I can't even build a foundation, but I still have the nerve to say that I am Deputy flag commander of three flags? Just pee and soak yourself to death!
Do you know three years?
Mu Nan secretly cursed, "You have to exchange the few resources for wine alone, so what else is expensive to drink!"
The reason why I can practice Qi to perfection is all thanks to the few spiritual stones I got from doing odd jobs in the Internal Affairs Office.
Now I can climb up the ladder in one breath, especially because I usually have the task of cleaning the ladder every day for these three melons and two dates!
We just landed on Izumo Island, and before I could take a breath, Fairy Shuyun carried her to the "Qionbi Pavilion".
The Qiongbi Pavilion is thirty-three feet high, with one foot per floor, a total of thirty-three floors. It is based on the artistic conception of "the stars are bright and the sky is blue", but this is where Mu Nan does not want to come the most.
It always felt like those three golden characters were scolding him.
"Let's talk about it first, the reward is 28%!" Fairy Shuyun grabbed the disciple who was entering the door and emphasized.
"Master, you've been drinking in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, and you want 20% of the money if the deal is done?" Mu Nan's eyes widened, with a look of reluctance on his face.
"What 20%? I mean, you get 20%!"
"What!" Mu Nan's voice was twice as loud as he shouted in disbelief.
"What's your expression? Oh! 20% is too much? Then let's go to 19! I'm 9!" Fairy Shuyun's forehead began to relax from being tightly wrinkled, as if she suddenly realized something.
"No! Five to five at most!" Mu Nan shook his head like a rattle and refused to come in to receive the reward, which made Deacon Lao Zhang look anxious.
"I said, Mu Nan, if you don't come in, I will change my shift!"
Fairy Shuyun seemed even more anxious, waving her hand: "Impree!"
A strong wind pushed Mu Nan into the pavilion door.
Lao Zhang was somewhat bald, but he refused to shave his head. When the wind blew, the few remaining hairs swayed in the wind.
Fortunately, he has a kind face, a smile, and a kind face and a kind purpose.
"Mr. Zhang, please let me know!" Mu Nanji greeted reluctantly.
"Hmm! The sky monitoring disk shows that the mission is indeed completed." The elder quickly spread his fingers on a huge screen.
Then he took out the scale and put the spiritual stones on one side one by one.
When the ninth scale returned to level, he took out the spiritual stones piece by piece and placed them on the table: "There are nine pieces in total, Mu Nan, do you want to count them?"
over!
Nine points, I can't even have a piece left.
"Mr. Zhang, didn't you count it twice? It's only nine yuan in total, which is not as much as your hair..." Mu Nan grabbed the spirit stone, and when he turned to leave, Mr. Zhang called out: "Mu Nan, mission sign!"
"I didn't take the mission at all!"
As soon as Mu Nan finished speaking, he suddenly realized: He has been tricked! This must be another mission that Master has taken over in my name! No wonder I must be asked to receive the reward.
Turning around and looking at Lao Zhang, he asked pitifully: "Old Zhang, can you retreat?"
Mr. Zhang shook his head: "We are patrolling the Heavenly Prison, and we are not going to give up!"
Mu Nan simply moved a chair over and came up to him humbly: "Mr. Zhang, hey, you are an expert in this field of work. Do you have any tips?"
Mr. Zhang is known to be impartial and selfless.
Unexpectedly, there was a young wife who overheard Mu Nan singing about blue and white porcelain, which made her heart itch and begged Mr. Zhang for it.
"Yeah! Can you give me a copy of the music and lyrics of Blue and White Porcelain?"
"It's a small thing, it's a small thing! Send it to the hospital in person in the evening!" Mu Nan promised and looked at Mr. Zhang expectantly.
"Thirty miles outside Qingzhou City, the son of Yuan Li's wife is suffering from hysteria!" Mr. Zhang took back the previous sign, replaced it with another, and handed it to Mu Nan again: "Little Yao, you gave me more!"
