The two talked about other things, chatted for a while, and Xianyue left.
Ren Xiaoyao took out some of the formation books he had bought before and began to read it. In everything, strength is the foundation.
With the more books he reads, now he doesn't know fewer words.
Ren Xiaoyao sometimes showed a suddenly realized look, sometimes frowned, and sometimes laughed happily.
The more he reads, the more he realizes that he understands less, and now he feels it.
"It turns out that the formation world is so wonderful."
Magical and ever-changing formations, with the same material, several different formations can be arranged.
From time to time, Ren Xiaoyao would practice it, and unknowingly, his gossip eyes improved again.
In this way, in the next few days, in addition to cooking, Ren Xiaoyao reads the formation book, learns some formations, and understands theoretical things.
Make progress and work hard.
Finally, it's time for Tianhai Pavilion to receive spirit stones every month.
What Ren Xiaoyao was waiting for was today. After tidying up, he went out. He didn't even cook food for the Wude old man.
Walking on the road, he also found other people walking towards the logistics department one after another, and there was a long line in the logistics department.
As an ideal and ambitious little bastard, he originally wanted to jump in the line, but seeing the momentum exuding from them, he decisively went to the line.
Ren Xiaoyao felt that this was about to wait a few hours, so he simply took out a book to read.
A book, an elegant face, and a serious look, Ren Xiaoyao's behavior attracted many people, who turned their heads and looked sideways.
Several people at the gangster level saw Ren Xiaoyao's behavior and nodded in satisfaction. They were happy that Tianhai Pavilion had such a disciple.
Time passed by, and Ren Xiaoyao became more and more serious. He didn't know when he walked to the logistic department. He didn't react until someone behind him reminded him.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Ren Xiaoyao turned around and hugged his head with a smile and thanked him.
"You are welcome. Daoist's behavior makes Xia Xia feel guilty. With this level of diligence, Daoist will surely enter the inner door in time." The Taoist friends behind Ren Xiaoyao praised him without hesitation.
Hearing what he said, Ren Xiaoyao trembled in his heart and entered the inner door...
Ren Xiaoyao reacted right away and said, "Friend Taoist, I will enter first, and I will talk if I have time."
"Ok."
The corners of Ren Xiaoyao's mouth curled up slightly, "Hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones, this young master is here again!"
After entering, he saw the three of them again, but at this time, the rocking chair behind them was gone, and even the chair was gone, just standing there.
Ren Xiaoyao saw them, and of course they also saw Ren Xiaoyao.
"The three bosses are good, I'm here again to fetch the spirit stone." Ren Xiaoyao said, bending over with his fists.
The faces of the three of them were very ugly, and the fat man said: "Boy, fortune telling you, the Five Poison Sect did not kill you. Let me tell you clearly, there is no Lingshi."
Ren Xiaoyao's face slowly became gloomy when he heard what he said.
"You notified the Five Poison Sects?"
"Not bad." The fat man responded without denying it.
Greed for money is okay, but there must be a bottom line. When Ren Xiaoyao is in the dark demon, he only robs those who want to rob him, and unless there are very few circumstances, he will not kill.
And these three people are greedy for money and kill their lives.
"What can you do to us? You are just a small back-cooker. What right do you have? You can sue the Discipline Inspection Department, but the Discipline Inspection Department is even darker than ours. They only recognize money, and Big guy, haha, I won’t say it, you can understand it for yourself."
The fat man didn't have the slightest fear on his face, his face was full of mockery when he looked at Ren Xiaoyao.
"You a small middle-level cultivator can't make waves at all. If you stabbed it big, you don't know how to die. Do you think our three small tiered cultivators can greedy millions of spiritual stones? "
The fat man's meaning was obvious, just telling Ren Xiaoyao that his money was greedy by him.
Ren Xiaoyao's body began to tremble when he heard the fat man's words, and his breathing began to change rapidly.
"It's useless for you to be angry. Who makes you weak? The natural selection of the fittest will survive. If you are strong, you can naturally find it and bring back the spirit stone. But the reality is that you are weak and humans are selfish. Human nature is like this." The fat man said lightly, looking at Ren Xiaoyao who was trembling all over.
Ren Xiaoyao squeezed his hands, his eyes were red, and he turned and walked outside. The black blood he felt was a little boiling, and he was afraid that he could not suppress it when he stayed here.
The three watched Ren Xiaoyao walking out angrily, and the pock next to him asked carefully: "Boss, there will be no problems, right?"
"It's okay, if he makes a big trouble, the people above will do it." The fat man squinted his eyes and said.
"Next."
After Ren Xiaoyao left, the next monk began to come in to get the spirit stone.
Ren Xiaoyao lowered his head and walked back, pressing the restless blood vigorously.
"They said that millions of spirit stones have been corrupted. That is my spirit stone!" Ren Xiaoyao roared in his heart.
Just forget it
Of course not! Get revenge if you have grudges! This is Ren Xiaoyao's principle!
If these spirit stones do not appear in his life, then he will not care, but since they appear, he will see the results!
Returning to his back kitchen, Ren Xiaoyao unloaded the two huge wooden doors, cleaned it, took out a pen, stained it with blood-red paint, and wrote a few large characters on one of the doors.
"Return my spirit stone and slaughter all the corrupt dogs!"
Although the characters are ugly, they can still be seen.
Ren Xiaoyao still felt some shortcomings, and drew a horizontal line in the lower corner and wrote a few small characters, Shen Rufeng, the back chef of Tianhai Pavilion.
After finishing writing this door, he walked to the other door and wrote with a anger on his face.
"Tianhai Pavilion, a major ancestor for thousands of years, has stood for thousands of years, has experienced countless life and death crises, and has come to today! The ancestors worked hard to create a good environment for subsequent disciples, born to death, thrifty, and based on virtue !"
"But now, in the prosperous world, Tianhai Pavilion has lost the morals of its ancestors, and has begun to fall. It is full of private pockets, committed crimes, and faked public welfare. I have no one to claim the spirit stone for nearly a hundred years. Kitchen, how about other places? How many worms in Tianhai Pavilion have corrupted? Think carefully!"
"I predict that if the Tianhai Pavilion is not reorganized within a few hundred years, it will die!"
Ren Xiaoyao added three big exclamation marks at the back, which were very eye-catching. After checking it, there was no major problem, so put it away.
He took out a set of white robe from the storage ring and put it on. With the face of Thousand Fantasy Mask, it became more refined and upright.
After straightening his clothes in front of the mirror and wearing a long sword, Ren Xiaoyao started to walk outside the door.
If Ren Xiaoyao calms down, he will definitely not do this, but the problem is that he has lost his calm now. Anyone who knows that there was originally a million, but has been corrupted by others, can't Calm, let alone Ren Xiaoyao who regards wealth as fate.
His situation, stirred by him...