I am a fortress of Xianzong

Chapter 38 Doing everything for my parents... Breathe in

The Zongmen did issue missions to the disciples of the outer sect, and only those disciples who were above the fifth floor during the Qi training period could start to receive the mission and earn the merit points of the Zongmen.

But after Jin Hao received it, he directly used the bandit as an excuse perfunctorily, and killed all the bandits.

It can also be seen from this that the strength of these bandits is not strong at all, because the strength of the sect disciples in the Qi training period is also average.

Because he has not yet cultivated his spiritual consciousness and cannot control things, at most he has a magic weapon in his hand, or he is proficient in spells.

Although talismans are also the foundation of Fu Yuanzong, how many talismans can Jin Hao have?

It is impossible to take it out and waste it on people!
It was enough to cause Bao and Wang's family to lose one-third of their goods, which shows that there are many innate warriors among the attackers.

Once besieged by these innate warriors, even the outer sect disciples on the ninth floor of the qi training period will have to suffer death!

By doing this, Jin Hao obviously wanted Bao and Wang to bear the consequences.

And the other outer disciples didn't gain anything, and they didn't want to waste time, so they gave up one after another.

And Zongmen is not a fool, he thought Jin Hao's result was questionable, so he didn't give him a reward, and Jin Hao didn't appeal, and he didn't provide the slightest evidence, and then gave up.

This guy is obviously revenge!

Bao Fuxin's face darkened, and anger rose in his heart, as if something had come out, then his face recovered, and his steps quickened.

Bai Jingxian said with some concern: "Fuxin, you'd better not conflict with him about this matter. If you offend him, why don't you let me talk to him?"

"Senior brother who doesn't need it, don't pay attention to this kind of person!" Bao Fuxin shook his head, Jin Hao's innate spiritual root quality is not low, and before the age of 30, he will hit the foundation building stage, Bao Fuxin is now powerless to deal with him.

But he remembered this hatred, harming others and not benefiting himself, this kind of person is simply worthless.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, sooner or later I will deal with him, but not now!
There are fixed guest rooms in the handyman area. Bai Jingxian brought Bao Fuxin into it, and Bao Fuxin saw a lot of sect disciples in one room, estimated to be around ten.

"Fuxin is here?" Bao Caixin was also there.

"Uncle Clan!" Bao Fuxin hurriedly saluted, and then Bao Caixin introduced him, most of them were from the generation of Cai, and there were a few people from the generation of Fu.

What I didn't expect was that there was another person from the generation of Long, who was also in the foundation building period, but he was the steward of the inner sect, and he was wearing a blue robe!

"See uncle!" Bao Fuxin hurriedly joined in.

And the uncle waved his hand and said: "It doesn't have to be like this, there are only brothers and sisters in the sect, so don't talk about the seniority of the family here."

This one is a follow the rules!

Later, Bao Fuxing, Bao Fuqiang, and Bao Fuyu also came. They are all family children who have been in the family for a year.

It seems that the family is in a very difficult situation now, otherwise they would not all be called. The elder of the family came, and after seeing everyone, he said: "Everyone is from the Bao family. You must know the matter. I don't know if you can How much did you take out?"

"Amulets are the best!" Then he added.

All the children of the Bao family looked at each other, and Bao Fuxing looked uncomfortable, "Elder, we have only been here for a year, and we have to hand in the mission of the sect every month. Where are there any extra talismans?"

Bao Fuqiang nodded hastily and said, "That's right, really not!"

Bao Fuyu didn't speak, but with a move, his sleeves were exposed, and he then pulled out a few talismans.

"I just handed in the sect mission, and I only have these few cards!" Bao Fuyu sent them over, and then came to Bao Fuxin's side.

Bao Fuxin looked at it, and he had a higher opinion of this clan brother in his heart!
Now that the youngest generation speaks, the elders are naturally embarrassed to sit down. The uncle of the Longzi generation took out a stack of talismans and called him with more than twenty pieces, "I basically don't draw first-order talismans now. It's all I have!"

In fact, those who are most likely to produce a large number of first-order talismans are those outer disciples of the financial generation. They have been in the door for a long time and have not broken through the Qi training period, so they must have accumulated some.

However, there was hesitation on the faces of these people, and Bao Caixin said: "I don't have many, these ten or so are all I have."

When he reached the foundation building period, he must draw the second-order talisman. The second-order talisman is very difficult, and it is doubled than the first-order talisman.

Moreover, the talisman paper used was the skin of the monster soldier, which was made through special treatment, and it was no longer in unlimited supply like the yellow table paper.

The second-order talisman needs to write two seal scripts, but the size of the talisman paper does not change, and the two seal scripts are arranged one above the other, and there are extremely complicated requirements.

Bao Caixin also had to hand in ten second-order talismans every month, so he didn't have time to draw first-order talismans.

The outer disciples of the same financial generation finally moved, and each of them took out ten or twenty cards one after another.

In the end, there were less than a hundred first-order talismans. How much are these talismans worth?
Bao Fuxin has no idea at all!
At this time, the elder sighed, "It's hard for you, the family will exchange the same martial arts resources for your immediate family."

"Elder, I wonder what happened to my parents?" Bao Fuxin didn't want to wait any longer and asked directly.

"Oh, you are Fuxin!" The elder glanced at him, and then said: "The fortune couple is also unlucky, the other party trades appointments for food, but they are responsible for the escort after all, and they have to bear the punishment for failure, and now the supply of martial arts resources is cut off. "

"What?" Bao Fuxin was taken aback, "My parents seem to be attacking the Grandmaster soon, and such a young Grandmaster cut off the supply?"

"Wrong is wrong. The family has developed to the present, and the rules cannot be changed!" The elder shook his head. There are so many descendants in the family, and there is no such thing as a circle without rules.

Bao Fuxin thought for a while, and his words were indeed reasonable, "What is the price of the first-order talisman outside?"

"A piece of ten thousand silver!" Bao Caiyun said from the side.

"So valuable?" Bao Fuxin was surprised.

"Hehe, this is still the price of a low-grade talisman!" Bao Caiyun smiled, "Unfortunately, these silvers are worthless to us monks, and my spirit stones are also worthless to ordinary people."

Bao Fuxin nodded. Martial arts were invented by monks. Naturally, they would not let warriors compete with themselves for resources.

The place where the two parties trade is playing with things like talismans, pills, and magic tools. It is not difficult to imagine the reason for the prosperity of all arts of cultivating immortals.

At this time, Bao Fuxin turned his wrist, revealing the sleeve, and directly pulled out all the talismans inside. The fire talismans accumulated in six months amounted to a total of 240 pieces.

"Here are 240 low-grade talismans of the first rank. I hope my parents' resources will continue!" After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and placed them in front of the elder.

"Hiss..." The air in the room was almost sucked out.

(End of this chapter)