The night watchman left a warning and hurried away, patrolling every house along the street.
As soon as they left, the shopkeeper couldn't help but sigh, "What a troubled time!"
This sentence seemed to be a spark that set the whole bookstore ablaze. The whole bookstore became bustling with activity in an instant.
Some criticized the emperor.
Some criticized the ministers.
Some criticized various things, including corruption, etiquette, scientific examinations, and night watchmen.
The group that was originally reading books in a friendly atmosphere now started to argue heatedly, their faces flushed and ears red, and they really expressed their own opinions.
The shopkeeper did not try to stop him, but just shook his head helplessly, as if he was already familiar with such things.
Where there are people, there are underworld, and where there are underworld, dark things happen. Dirty and filthy transactions are despicable, especially for these bookish people, they are extremely disgusting.
With righteousness in his chest, he is determined to make achievements, establish virtues and make statements for the people of the world.
But the most ridiculous thing is that there is no great scholar in the court, and those who are highly knowledgeable are always the farthest away from the court.
To borrow a phrase from a great man, the people there are the smartest, most observant, the dirtiest, and the darkest people in the world. If you hang out there for long enough, you will find that there is no redness in your heart anymore.
When your words and actions are enough to affect the lives of tens of thousands of people, and when a single word can decide life and death, your heart has begun to rot.
The same is true for cultivating immortals. If you can't control yourself, then what's the difference between you and a demon
Russell seemed to have realized something, but the thought was fleeting. After thinking quietly for a while, he seemed to understand why the great elder asked him to go down the mountain.
It's not sending a letter.
Nor is it to persuade the so-called big boss to return to the mountains.
Instead, he was asked to go down the mountain to cultivate his mind!
How do you cultivate your mind
He picked up a little book demon and stared at it, which made it shy and it covered its eyes with its two little hands.
This may be the first book in human history that people are not allowed to read.
If he doesn’t want to read it, then don’t read it. Anyway, he is not the kind of person who practices cultivation through reading books.
Russell pondered quietly for a long time. Han Li relied on alchemy, Wang Lin relied on carving, the Drunken Swordsman relied on drinking, the Dugu Sword Master relied on ruthlessness, and the Yellow Emperor relied on having three thousand women. (￣▽￣), this seems to be very good.
How about giving it a try
"Little Russell, you can't just wait like this."
The person who spoke turned out to be the shopkeeper. He held the manuscript that Russell had just written in one hand and gave Russell some instructions.
"It's useless to just wait. The one before you waited for three years. Do you have to wait for three years too? Or ten or twenty years?"
Russell narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart. Writing about mortals was of some use after all. There was no movement from the big boss, but the shopkeeper seemed to want to hint something to him.
"Well, my news is not cheap."
The shopkeeper coughed and looked at Russell with some ill intention, "How about if you work hard and write another 200,000 words, I will tell you a little secret, a little trick to meet the big boss."
Russell: …
Your way of urging for updates is really special!
Without saying a word, Russell took out a stack of white paper from his spiritual world and placed it heavily in front of the shopkeeper.
The Soul World is a good thing. It was the last peak. The great elder specially bestowed him with magical powers. The range is wide, but it can only last for a hundred years.
But even if it’s only a hundred years, Russell will be able to cultivate another magical power in no time, and that will be a great magical power.
The world is hidden in the sleeves!
"You kid..."
The shopkeeper suddenly felt like he was being tricked. He had written so much, but you only released a little bit in a day. Can you live with your conscience
He took out a token from his pocket with a slight displeasure and half-inserted it directly on the counter. "This is given to you by the big boss. When you accumulate 100 points, you can meet the big boss."
Can you meet the big boss with just 100 points
Russell's eyes lit up. This wasn't easy.
Seeing his reaction, the shopkeeper chuckled and said, "You think too highly of the big boss. The big boss is a well-known... It cannot be said. It cannot be said.
That thing is very small.
The shopkeeper touched the thick manuscripts in front of him and couldn't help laughing. He earned so much money just by delivering one sentence.
Just one sentence made Russell write 20,000 words for me. This is the science of success!
He pointed his finger slightly, and the token inserted in front of the counter emitted a light and shadow, which floated in the air and formed a list.
Russell looked over there instantly, but it was empty, there was nothing there.
Hmm? What about the mission
"The big boss is very busy. As for missions, sometimes there are missions, and sometimes there are no missions."
As soon as he finished speaking, the list in front of him floated and a red task appeared.
"Kill the undead lurking in the town, and get 5 points as reward."
"Investigate the cause of the appearance of the undead, and get 2 points as a reward."
Russell: …
"You are too stingy! You are exploiting child labor!"
While Russell was indignant, something happened in the City God Temple on the other side of the town.
The ghost messenger was standing below, with a bruised face and a swollen nose, looking very embarrassed. "Sir, the fish outside the river is very powerful. It has cultivated for a hundred years. Recently, it has been feeding on human blood, and its cultivation has greatly increased. I, I can't do anything..."
He looked aggrieved. He was a cultivator during his lifetime and did many good deeds. After his death, he was remembered by people and his merits were added to his body, so he got a good fortune.
I thought I would live a long and happy life, but I didn't know that it was not easy. Every day I had to busy myself catching ghosts and monsters, and sending wandering souls to the underworld for reincarnation, and I didn't earn much merit.
Moreover, catching monsters is risky. Look, today the boat capsized. Not only did I fail to catch the monster, I was also beaten up and almost lost my life.
I won’t be a human being in my next life!
Too tired!
"Go down now. You don't need to worry about this matter anymore. Go and collect the thirty Yin De rewards and have a good rest."
A solemn female voice came from above, and Le's Yinchai kowtowed repeatedly, saying that his master was more generous than other masters and was always good to his subordinates.
Thirty good deeds are equivalent to one month's salary.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."
The ghosts retreated, leaving the City God half leaning on the chair, even yawning out of boredom, "Why haven't those old guys died yet? No one is using my men anymore."
A new official took office and took away all the powerful ghost messengers. The old guys in the city are still alive, so there is no one to use.
Wouldn't it be very embarrassing if I had to do everything myself
But now.
The City God chuckled, raised his little hand and tapped it gently, then sent out a task using his divine mind.
"Kill the fish monster that is doing evil outside the river, hand over the fish's inner elixir, and you will be rewarded with three points."
Isn’t that a bit too much
The City God thought again and again, he only had a hundred points in total, which was free labor, so why not lower it a bit.
She thought about it again and again, and suddenly came up with a good idea. When the points accumulated reached 99 points, the subsequent task rewards would be changed to suns, and 100 suns would count as one point.
When ninety-nine suns are accumulated, the task reward will be changed to moons, and one hundred moons will count as one sun.
When you have accumulated ninety-nine moons, the task reward will be changed to stars, with one hundred stars equaling one moon.
And so on…
The City God couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. The last silly boy took him three years to complete it, so this one shouldn't be bad either.
I am really a good senior of Maoshan!
whee.