Donghuang, the holy land of the gods.
Papers full of crooked small characters were scattered all over the place.
Fang Chang was wearing red gold armor, holding a wolf hair brush in his right hand.
In the middle of this wolf hair brush, there is a small wooden stick tied impressively, and a pen tied to the front and back.
Yes, this is the peerless secret method that Fang Chang has researched for many years: the technique of copying three strokes at the same time.
Using this secret technique to copy the door rules, copying once is equivalent to copying three times, which can save a lot of effort.
Of course, even so, the penalty of copying the door rules 5,000 times is absolutely terrible.
After all, the rules of the Holy Land of the Divine Firmament... there are too many!
"Second Junior Brother, I really can't copy it anymore!"
Fang Chang collapsed on the ground, his eyes dull and tired.
Zhang Yunting said helplessly: "Brother, don't stop, keep going, it's not enough!"
Fang Chang shook his head, he felt that if he continued to copy, he would definitely go crazy.
This copying of the gate rules is even more difficult than fighting with the venerable Nascent Soul Stage, and it makes people's mentality explode!
By the way, although the master punished me for copying the rules of the school, he didn't stipulate when I should finish copying!
Fang Chang suddenly had an idea and found that he seemed to have caught a blind spot.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited: Yes, that's right!
If you finish copying in three days, you are done copying, if you finish copying in three years, you are also done copying, and if you finish copying in thirty years, you are also done copying!
The longer the cycle, the fewer words need to be copied every day!
Moreover, if I can successfully break through to the Ninth Rank of Golden Core, Master must be very pleased.
If the time comes, Master will be merciful, and I will be exempted from the remaining number of punishments for copying the school rules.
Then I copy the door rules so many times now, and I will copy them for nothing soon. Is it a big loss
Fang Chang patted his thigh: "Junior Brother, let's go to retreat and practice first!"
"I'll come back and copy these sect rules after I successfully break through the ninth rank of the golden elixir."
"Brother feels that the current state is stronger than ever, and he will definitely be able to break through that layer of membrane!"
Looking at Fang Chang who was full of anticipation, Zhang Yunting frowned slightly, feeling that the matter was not simple.
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The words are divided into two ends, the city of fog.
Shopkeeper Song and others took the opportunity to return and saw Liu Taiyi open a small stove.
Is this worth it? They scrambled to be the first to start promoting the Tianjue organization.
Under the tireless brainwashing of these guys, more and more people joined the big family that believed in immortal masters.
And half of the elixir such as fog grass and acacia spirit chrysanthemum that these people picked from the misty plain were given to Shen Tian.
Of course, this time Shen Tian didn't take advantage of these people in vain, and basically gave them some thunderbolt talismans according to the market price.
Anyway, for Shen Tian, the cost of these thunderbolt talismans is really low, and one can be made with three or five spirit stones.
And he felt that the misty plain might change soon, and these thunderbolt symbols might save lives.
If the effect is really good, this is also an opportunity to promote the Yin-Yang Thunderbolt Talisman.
But Shen Tian doesn't care, it doesn't mean those predestined people think so.
In their view, the immortal teacher is really too noble.
Not only guided us to find the opportunity, but also presented such a precious Thunderbolt Talisman.
This kind of thunderbolt talisman is definitely the best magic talisman in the market, and ordinary people have to spend a lot of money to buy it.
If calculated according to the market price, the Thunderbolt Talisman presented by Shen Tian has even far exceeded the value of half of the chance.
Suddenly, Shen Tian's popularity in this foggy town became unprecedentedly high.
At the same time, everyone is becoming more and more curious about the real face behind the fairy mask.
Especially those female cultivators.
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Of course, if some people admire it, some people will not understand it.
Shen Tian pointed out opportunities for those who were destined, and those who were not destined were naturally uncomfortable.
Especially for those people who Shen Tian asserted that they had no chance, after breaking into the misty plain for a whole day, they found that they really didn't find any chance.
I didn't get any chances, but the others made a lot of money, and they could also get the top-quality Thunderbolt Talisman.
This strong sense of gap has made many people who have no fate feel the smell of lemon, and their mentality has gradually become unbalanced.
With disciples from the Holy Land of the Heavenly Firmament guarding them, these guys naturally did not dare to make trouble openly.
But this doesn't stop them from secretly slandering Shen Tian and pouring dirty water on Shen Tian!
"What kind of fairy master, it is agreed that the person who is destined will not take any money, and will also charge a favor fee!"
"That's right, if you open your mouth, you'll divide it in half, otherwise you won't give advice, it's just too dark."
"What are you saying that there are big changes in the misty plain? How is it possible? There have been no major changes for thousands of years."
"In my opinion, this immortal master is probably not a fake, trying to trick us into leaving the misty plain to take advantage of the opportunity!"
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And those who really benefited, naturally strongly supported Shen Tian, and tried their best to defend and explain for Shen Tian.
"When did the immortal master ask for half of it, otherwise he wouldn't give advice? It's a blood loss!"
"We give the fairy teacher a share, it's completely voluntary, okay! The fairy teacher refuses every time."
"That's right, and the immortal master gave us so many top-quality Thunderbolt Talismans as rewards."
"The immortal master snooped out the secret of heaven and reminded us to be careful. It is obviously a good intention. You are really treating the belly of the immortal master with the heart of a villain."
"The immortal master works so hard and is so kind, but you are shamelessly insulting him. Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"
…
Suddenly, in the foggy town and foggy city, Shen Tian's name became louder than ever.
At the same time, in such an orderly process of chasing opportunities, Shen Tian's luck is also increasing rapidly.
The halo on his head was originally emerald green, but after a day of fortune-telling, it gradually turned dark green.
Shen Tian enjoyed this feeling of his body slowly becoming lighter and more comfortable.
I have to say that watching the halo above my head become more and more green is indeed a wonderful experience.
When the setting sun gradually sets its afterglow, the spiritual mist on the misty plain gradually approaches the periphery of the misty town.
But no one in the misty town was worried.
Because looking at every fog tide period for thousands of years, the spirit fog will not spread to the edge of the main city.
Before the Misty Town was built, the monks had already calculated an absolutely safe range.
The fact is indeed the case, Lingwu stopped directly when it was still a few miles away from Misty Town.
The thick white mist is like barriers, completely covering the mysterious misty plain.
Even a cultivator cannot see anything on the plain through the fog.
Looking at the spirit mist that kept surging, but didn't take half a step forward, Shen Tian always felt a little palpitating.
He took Zhang Yunxi and others to fly towards the city of mist, while many monks who were reluctant to enter the city stayed in the town.
For them, the entry fee that they have to pay every day to enter the city is really not worth it, it is better to stay outside the city to save money.
As for what the immortal master said, the Misty Plain may undergo major changes, and only some destined people choose to believe it.
Most of the monks who didn't benefit from Shen Tian chose to believe in experience after all.
But they don't know that sometimes what kills people is often the so-called experience!
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This night was the second night of the fog tide period.
During this fog tide period, far more people got chances than ever before.
It is precisely because of this that unprecedented numbers of monks have gathered in the foggy town and the foggy city.
When the moon rises to the mid-heaven, the brilliance of the full moon looks very cool.
The stars are twinkling, the light is a little bit, and there is silence between the sky and the earth.
No one noticed that the spiritual mist that was no longer spreading had started to surge again.
And it's faster and quieter than before.
In an instant, the entire foggy town was enveloped!
Then, like a big wave, towards the city of fog...
Pounce~!
(end of this chapter)