The big mouse spirit didn't know what the name of the mask was, and he couldn't write Hu Jie's name on it, so he followed the usual practice and wrote "low-level magic weapon" for anyone who couldn't name it. After finishing the recording, he put the jade tablet on the shelf, and it was considered a certainty. His face darkened, and he said with a smile on his face, "Little brother, congratulations on your selection of the treasure, you can go now!"
Fang Xing looked back and forth at the mask, pretending to be ignorant and said, "You won't lie to me, will you?"
The big rat's face darkened, and he shouted: "Nonsense, you have already selected the magic weapon and recorded it, and you will never regret it!"
"Then...you just said that if you are not satisfied, you can take it back and change it..."
Fang Xing opened his mouth wide, as if frightened by them.
"Change? It's not impossible, it depends on your performance then!"
The big mouse spirit sneered, his eyes gleaming, and he sneered endlessly.
It's not that no one has come to change it. Many disciples who suffered a lot from their hands came to the door afterwards, begged in every possible way, and voluntarily took out all the good things on their bodies, begging them to allow themselves to change a magic weapon. .
They did not know how many benefits they gained through this method.
They wrote down the vague name of "low-level magic weapon" on the jade talisman. Apart from not knowing the reason for the name of the mask, they also planned to ripped off Fang Xing when he came to the door again. .
Anyway, what is written in the record is a low-level magic weapon, at worst, it will be better to replace it with a low-level magic weapon at that time, and if those spells clearly state the name and characteristics of the magic weapon, it will not be so easy to operate, after all, Taoism also has own rules.
"Okay, that's it!"
Fang Xing seemed to have made up his mind, stuffed the mask into his arms, turned his head and went out.
The big mouse spirit and the two juniors looked at each other, and suddenly they burst out laughing together.
"I actually chose such a thing, this kid is like a treasure..."
"Hey, offended our senior brother, this kid still thinks about it? It's a dream!"
"Hmph, when he turns around and wants to change another magic weapon, let's see if I peel off for him!"
The fat Taoist who had been waiting outside saw Fang Xing come out, and rushed to meet him, to see what magic weapon he had chosen.
Fang Xing handed him the mask, and the fat Taoist looked at it over and over in his hand, and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"
The mask looked a little old, with damage on it, and it really didn't look like a good thing.
Fang Xing snatched it back: "You know what a fart, this is definitely a good thing, let's go, take me to the place where I practice!"
The fat Taoist saw that he was full of confidence, so he didn't say any more. He led the way in front and walked to the practice place arranged by the Taoist gate. He walked all the way while introducing the scenery in this gate to Fang Xing. As a supervisor, he runs errands everywhere, so he still knows everything about this sect very well. Although he is usually not popular, but after all, he contacts a lot of people, and all kinds of gossip come casually.
"Look, Junior Brother, that place is the Qingyin Valley where the female disciples live. Outside the valley there is a clear pool where the juniors often bathe. In order to prevent unscrupulous sons from peeping, the elders in the gate spread a spiritual mist around the pool and block it all year round. But this spiritual mist is not always there, as long as you have perseverance, lie on the top of the mountain, ten days and a half months, there will always be a time when the mist clears, there was once a senior brother, just there to watch When it was time for the female disciples to take a bath, they came back and talked for half a month..."
"This green cliff is the place where Elder Songgu preached. He is a legendary figure of our Qingyun Sect. He has profound mana, but he treats people kindly. Our outer disciples will greet him with a smile. Yes. Elder Songyan will give lectures here every Chongyang Festival. Sometimes he talks about things that need to be paid attention to in cultivation, and sometimes he talks about the principles of magic. I don’t know how many disciples come to listen. Everyone wants a seat but can't get a seat..."
"That place, what's even more remarkable, is the place where disciples who specialize in alchemy practice. It's called Qixia Ridge. It got its name because the alchemy mist pervades all the year round and doesn't go there for a long time. The disciples there are not easy to mess with. The airs are amazing, who made us ordinary disciples ask them sooner or later? But ah, there are many girls in the disciples of Qixia Ridge, and you are not ugly, senior brother. When you get older, senior brother will introduce you Hey, with such a Taoist companion, there are so many benefits... "
The road to the valley where the outer sect disciples live at the foot of Yunyin Peak is not close. After walking for more than two hours, the fat Taoist never stopped talking, but he did know a lot. The gossip and the Taoist regulations , After talking for more than two hours without repeating the same, Fang Xing wanted to get to know Qing Yunzong as soon as possible without interrupting him, and listened patiently, occasionally cooperating.
It was rare for the fat Taoist to get such a chance to show off, so he talked even more happily, eloquently.
"Look, Junior Brother, there is a mountain where the inner disciples practice, so don't dare to approach it casually..."
"That's where the disciples who violated the rules of the sect are kept in confinement..."
"That's where the food supervisor is. If the outer disciples want to receive food there, they have to pay one hundred taels of silver every month..."
"That's Wudao Pavilion, where Qing Yunzong's magic secrets are all there, but only inner disciples can enter!"
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"Here is the place where you will live in the future, and the place where I live is not far from you. We can communicate frequently..."
After talking all the way, I finally saw a valley at the bottom of the mountain, but I saw hundreds of houses built here and there among the white clouds. Because this valley is really not small, it doesn't look crowded, and it even looks quite spacious. . The surrounding environment is also good, a clear stream flowing down from the mountain passes through the valley, and there is a large green bamboo forest nearby, which makes a rustling sound.
At this time, the outside world has already entered late autumn, but inside Qing Yunzong, due to the abundance of spiritual energy, it is still a scene of spring and summer.
According to Fat Taoist, this is a valley where the disciples of the Outer Sect live. There are more than a dozen similar valleys in Qingyun Sect.
He lives in an adjacent valley, about two or three miles away from here.
In fact, all outer disciples live in such a valley. When they break through the fourth level of agility, they can be promoted to inner disciples and move to live in caves with more aura on the mountain. In order to break the seventh level, he can be promoted to a true disciple. In this Qingyun sect, he has a valley or mountain peak full of spiritual energy, and he is treated the same as an elder.
I came down with the fat Taoist and found the steward of the valley here, but he was a young man with double agility, slightly fat, and looked a little shrewd. He was also enthusiastic, and after checking Fang Xing's wooden sign, he arranged for him a house near a clear spring, so that it was convenient to get water, and asked Fang Xing if he wanted to eat in the supervisor.
"Junior Brother Fang, if you eat food in the supervisor, you need to pay one hundred taels of silver every month..."
Fat Taoist kindly reminded him.
Fang Xing was taken aback, his pockets were empty now, where did he have money
Then he patted the fat Taoist on the shoulder: "Then you lend me a hundred taels of silver first, and pay you back someday!"
The fat Taoist was startled: "You don't even have a hundred taels of silver?"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "Who said I don't have it, I just didn't bring it with me!"
The fat Taoist was helpless, he brought him here by himself, and when he introduced it to the senior brother in charge of the supervisor, he said that he was a good friend of his, but now that he was watching from the side, he couldn't even connect with him. You don't want to borrow a hundred taels of silver, do you? I had no choice but to let the senior brother of the food supervisor write it down first, and agreed that I would send it over in the next two days, after all, he didn't bring so much with him.
That senior brother was polite, he just waved his hand and said that there is no need to remember it, just send it over when you find the time.
However, the way he looked at Fang Xing became somewhat contemptuous.
Taoist practice, if you don't have amazing aptitude, you are fighting for resources, even if you have a wealth of wealth, it will be easily lost during this journey of practice, but this kid in front of you doesn't even have a hundred taels of silver, it seems that he has nothing to do.
Only then did Fang Xing go with Fat Taoist to the house he had arranged for himself, but it was a lonely wooden house. It looked very simple, but although it was simple, it was not crude. It was made of high-quality pine wood, which could avoid Mosquitoes, and the layout inside is also good, at least much better than when I was a Taoist boy. Bed frames, tables and chairs are all available, but there are no utensils and bedding that I usually use.
After inquiring, I realized that it also required money, so I had to ask the fat Taoist again.
Anyway, the one hundred taels of silver had been taken out, so naturally one couldn't be stingy with the ten taels of silver, the fat Taoist pinched his nose again and recognized it.