After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

Fang Zhe had once resisted Jiang Su's killing, and he could control the knife without even using a formula.

He stared blankly at Chi Sha against his abdomen, raised his hand to take it, and then stared at Jiang Su in a daze, with something hidden in his deep pupils.

Jiang Su had long been used to the way this man stared at him. Feeling this in his heart, he took a few steps forward.

Fang Zhe turned around at the right time, and squatted down with his back facing the girl, but obviously he had forgotten that behind him was the deaf little boy Yazi.

Jiang Su snorted lightly, and laughed, "You really don't pretend to be anything, do you? You have something on your back, take me with you."

Fang Zhe said nothing, and slightly nodded.He got up and grabbed Jiang Su's back collar, lifting her up and holding her under his arm like a chick.

"..."

Shouldn't you be carrying it? Why did you change to this posture again! ! !

Am I his purse? ? ?
Jiang Su pursed his mouth, almost gnashing his teeth and said: "The second mountain from the right!"

Hip bone! ! !

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"Yiyi, how did you prepare for this Zongmen Grand Competition?"

A gray-haired elder dressed in a white Taoist robe sat in the bamboo pavilion, with hot tea and several plates of preserved fruit on the table.

"Returning to the sect leader, Yiyi has never slacked off. Today is the time when Jindan has successfully broken through. If he strives to be promoted before the Zongmen Grand Competition, he will definitely not disappoint the sect leader."

Dong Yiyi stood by the table, bowed his hands, and replied humbly.

Meng Lingshi lifted the pot, poured hot tea into the empty cup opposite, and pushed it back to its original position.

"Yiyi, you don't have to be so restrained. You and I are just short of a teacher's apprentice banquet. Nuo, give me this cup of tea. Kowtow three more times and you're done."

The gray-haired Taoist has an amiable face, and every fold on the skin is delicately placed where it should be, especially the corners of the eyes and cheeks, the folds are bent upwards.

Dong Yiyi still insisted on bowing, and never looked up.

Seeing her stubborn appearance, Meng Lingshi took the trouble to explain: "Hey, I've said it many times."

"Let's hold the master apprentice banquet after the last Zongmen Grand Competition, so that we can get the most salutes! There are many people who want to see our Shifang Sect's Zongmen Grand Competition, and we will hold a guest seat at that time. Taking advantage of the large number of people, collect the spirit stones from Dabi, and then collect the spirit stones from the apprentice feast between you and me."

"How much money can be made from the famous masters in the cultivation world! Why can't you figure it out?"

Meng Lingshi couldn't get used to the young apprentice's lackluster look, shook his head, and took a piece of preserved fruit from the three small plates neatly on the table and put it into his mouth.

Dong Yiyi remained silent, still unable to salute.

"Hey, I really gave in to your stubborn temper. No wonder you rejected many elders who wanted to accept you as an apprentice before. It's also because you are so good at dealing with people, otherwise even Jianfeng would not be easy to mess around with. "

He sighed again, and persuaded earnestly:

"It's not good to earn more spirit stones. You see, there is no money in Shifangmen. Recently, you have been busy with Jianfeng's affairs on behalf of your Uncle Liu. You should also know the origin and origin of spirit stones in our sect. Flow, it's very complicated, one more spirit stone is one spirit stone, it's because you have shown your face in front of two generations of monks."

After Meng Lingshi said this, he stuffed several pieces of candied fruit into his mouth and chewed something before he could stop for a moment.

The head of the Shifang Sect really talks a lot.

Dong Yiyi said at the right time: "Yiyi thinks that the head of the sect is the teacher in my heart, so I hope to perform a complete apprenticeship ceremony at the teacher's apprentice banquet, instead of rushing to do things hastily in this bamboo pavilion."

If she had obeyed Meng Lingshi's words, she would be able to learn the martial arts of the sect leader first, and her cultivation would be greatly improved, and she would be able to shine in the sect competition.

But after listening to his words, all the monks in the four regions will stare at her. Dong Yiyi is alone. The wood is beautiful in the forest but the wind will destroy it. Her way cannot be publicized.

But the head of the sect insisted on apprenticeship first, to win face, attract people from the four regions, and earn a lot of Lingshi.

The head of the sect really cares about the reserve of spirit stones in the sect!

After Meng Lingshi swallowed a few pieces of candied fruit in his mouth, he took the cold hot tea on the opposite side and drank it clean.

Frowning made him uncomfortable, he couldn't figure out why Dong Yiyi, a good young man who manages the sect without losing his cultivation, doesn't want to be greedy for spirit stones, and doesn't like to show off?
Don't all sword repairers lack spirit stones?How can I deter them if I don't want to show off to other sects when my cultivation level is up?

He couldn't stay silent, he thought about it and planned to understand it with reason and move it with emotion, then he said again: "Yiyi, if that's the case, I'll ask you some questions."

"Do you understand the purpose of the spirit stones of our Shifang Gate?"

Dong Yiyi did help Liu Wenqiu take care of Jianfeng because of Liu Yunqing's unconsciousness in the past few days, and knew a lot of sect affairs, so he understood this.

The woman in white stood upright, looked at the kind elder, and replied respectfully: "The repair of the seven peaks, fifteen halls, three pavilions and one hall of the sect, relief for the disaster-stricken areas in the southern region, daily training supplies for disciples, and distribution of elders The monthly salary of the peak master and some disciples..."

Dong Yiyi's speech was clear and orderly, his voice was sonorous and forceful, soft but firm, and yin contained yang, which was a standard sword cultivator's temperament.

Meng Lingshi asked again: "Then is your monthly salary enough?"

The next moment, the muscle memory of Dong Yiyi's mouth as a sword repairman was activated, and he couldn't stop telling the truth: "Not enough."

"..."

It was quiet in the bamboo pavilion.

Meng Lingshi gave this silent and autistic little apprentice a new step. He patted the table and decided: "Then why not, you wear a mask to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition and the apprentice banquet, so that even if you become famous, they won't know you. , I don’t know which one is Dong Yiyi.”

In this way, Dong Yiyi is famous, so what does it have to do with her little sword repairer in white?
Only now was Dong Yiyi willing to be defeated, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Dong Yiyi hopes to worship the head of the sect as a teacher, be a disciple of the head of the sect, and take on the responsibility of the head of the sect. Brother Xia Jing, if there is any treasonous act, the heaven and earth will be destroyed!"

Following the last extinguishing word of the girl in white, a sudden gust of wind in the courtyard blew out a bright fire in a corner of the courtyard.

"Hahahahahaha! I, Meng Lingshi, will have three apprentices from now on, hahahaha."

"thump--"

Dong Yiyi knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Meng Lingshi.The dust on the ground smeared on her temples, and there were faint gravel marks on her forehead.

She got up again and poured a cup of hot tea from the pot, holding the teacup in her hand, and silently recited the Han Bing Jue.

Hot tea cools down.

The woman in white took a step forward and knelt down again to serve tea to the gray-haired elder.

Meng Lingshi smiled and took the cup of tea that he had been waiting for all afternoon, and drank it all in one gulp, without even tasting the tea leaves.

He put a wisp of his spiritual consciousness on the card in the master's hand, and handed it to Dong Yiyi together with a white storage bag.

Dong Yiyi's expression was calm, and his heart was as calm as water, and he accepted the gift from Master with both hands.

"After that, what's your name?"

"Return to Master, disciple Yun Zidai, Dong Yunyi."