When Tong Su took over the mechanism Zhihe, both the Alchemy Pavilion and the Weapon Refining Workshop received the news.
There is never a shortage of people in this place. As a powerful dojo, even the bustling crowds are lining up quietly, not daring to play wantonly, and it is peaceful.
The monks who needed to be appraised honestly held the boxes containing their own elixirs and magic weapons, and moved slowly with the team. They looked up and enviously watched the young monks working in the square or pavilion passing by in high spirits.
Once you are valued by a powerful person and stay in the square pavilion, you can become a student here for further study even if you don't serve tea and become a disciple.
How much you learn depends on whether it is valued by the powerful. Although he lacks personal secrets, he still has a professional background and can significantly improve his level of weapon refining and elixir refining.
How nice!
Look at those students, they are walking leisurely, with high bearings, neatly dressed, and calm expressions. Compared with casual cultivators like me who are running around all year round just to find resources for barely cultivating, they are completely different. Don't.
The chief casual cultivator sighed in his heart, looking at everyone with envy and yearning. He was hoping that the powerful man could take a look at him, just in case he was also a peerless genius who had been ignored...
Ah, those students, look at how chic and natural they are, even if a mountain were to collapse before their eyes, they would not change their color.
The senior monks are also arrogant and arrogant, and they are indifferent to these casual cultivators. No matter how talented they are, they will not be so excited that they become unstable.
I'm afraid that the upright disciples from the famous families in the north are no more than this confident and unrestrained, right
at this time!
The closed door of the Communication Pavilion was kicked open by someone. A student's face turned red with excitement, and he jumped out with a loud breath coming out of his nostrils. He ran towards the backyard without stopping, crying like a ghost or a wolf as he ran. Scream!
"Teacher! Teacher! That person has received the paper crane, that person has received the message!"
The senior monks who walked by calmly and looked proud and proud suddenly changed their expressions.
I saw them rolling up their sleeves, their eyes shining brightly, tucking the clothes that hindered their walking around their waists, and jumping up and down towards the Communications Pavilion.
"Quick, quick, give me the location of that person first, and I, I, I, I will pick her up myself!"
There was someone running faster than him, turning his head and saying:
"Follow you, I don't know yet that you want to snatch someone into your weapon refining room/alchemy room first, get close to the water tower first, please the person, and let her lend you her strange fire. use?"
"What are you talking about? I can't believe you didn't think so!"
"Hmph! So what if you think about it, let's rob people according to our own abilities!"
While he was talking, the "teacher" whom the young student went to notify also ran over with his shoes on. His gray beard was messy, and his body was covered in ashes and was black. He had obviously come out of the alchemy room in a hurry.
His old face was full of eagerness and excitement as he kept asking: "Where is the person? Where is the person? What did she reply? When did she say she would come over?"
The student was stunned, and said with a sad face: "I, I don't know, she just received the paper crane from the agency, and she hasn't replied with any news..."
The old man was furious and jumped to his feet: "You, you, you brat, you are so anxious to kill me, why don't you contact her quickly!"
All the cultivators were stunned for a moment, their jaws almost dropped to the ground!
This, this old Taoist man had not even put on his shoes properly, and his body was covered in ashes and was dirty.
But the ancestor of the Transformation God, Senior Xuan Yan Dan Ancestor, who is one of the highest cultivators in the Alchemy Pavilion, is famous for being picky about cleanliness, and will not go out to meet people without combing every strand of his hair