Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

In return for a bit of inside information, the next day, Feng Qingxiu discussed with this old Jin cultivator a small improvement in the formation of materials in terms of saving materials.

This is not an outstanding technique in Kun-Lai. For the old-style monks like Jin Lai, who has no foundation in Kun-Lai teaching, it is exhausting his efforts. The saving of materials in a formation is almost 5%. Looks like, but he has listened to him seriously, with a pious face, and from time to time he took out the talisman pen to write and draw, and ask various questions.

In Feng Qingxiu’s view, not to mention that Zhongzhou’s law formation can save 5% after improvement. If he wants to, only 40% of the original materials can be re-deconstructed once, and there is no problem. When he went down that year, The most common deconstruction in the formation class is to use the various formations of Zhongzhou as the blueprint, and change the large ones to the small ones, which can greatly save materials and space.

But for the Jin veteran monk, it is already extremely remarkable to be able to save 1% of the formation that has been passed down for thousands of years. After all, this extra 1% is the percentage of the formation of the entire sect. One, this extra income is enough for him to have a lot of money, let alone 5%?

When asked about Feilaifeng, Feng Qingxiu looked cold and picked up some expensive materials that Feilaifeng needed.

"Lingmai heart core 30,000 catties? Yuan magnet real water 70,000 catties? Junshan silver nine thousand catties?" The old monk Jin paled, almost a little discouraged.

The core of a spiritual vein is the source of a spiritual vein. The larger the spiritual vein, the larger the heart core. If all of the spiritual veins are taken away, the whole spiritual vein will be grayed out in an instant, but if only half is taken, it will be an ordinary spiritual vein. It doesn’t meet the requirement of 30,000 catties at all, because the main mountain spiritual channel of Ziyun Dao can take out such a large heart core, and it will inevitably affect the spiritual energy gathering of the entire mountain gate, causing it to affect the whole body. Everyone wants to be unaffected by themselves... But if they take other small spiritual veins, they will directly destroy the dead spiritual veins. This is also a kind of fishy thing... Now they really don't dare to do it casually!

Magneto True Water is the true and imaginary water of the North Sea Sea Eye. If you want to take it, the two demon saints of the North Sea must be handed over. A hundred years ago, the three major doorsteps were extremely stiff with the North Sea, and even the Taoist was almost caught by the dragon. The Sage Snake sprayed his face with saliva, and he was afraid that it would be hard to return...

Junshan silver is used for refining tools, and usually spends one dollar and two dollars. If these things were hundreds of years ago, they might be able to give it to Ziyun Dao, but now the Central Continent is scarce and the resources will be exhausted. If Ziyun Dao Take out one family, but it will hurt your muscles and bones.

Not to mention there are other things...

"Can you make a smaller Feilai Peak?" Jin elder monk asked tentatively, "Xizhou Feilai Peak is too large, so it takes a lot of time and money to take the main peak of the mountain. If it is smaller, like ... as high as a nine-story tower, okay?"

"Then how many things can be loaded, such a small Feilai peak, with full of spirit stones, can fly thousands of miles if afraid, isn't it a waste?" Feng Qingxiu frowned, Kun-Lai’s Feilai peak is huge, but the inside is enough. The goods can also be given away, both offensive and defensive, and can go back and forth to Outland without supplementing the spirit stone. What's the use of being a small one? Go for an outing in the Outland?

"No, we are the first trial after all. We will first do small verification ideas, and then it will not be too late. Back then, your ancestor Xie Chuandeng wanted to do it all at once, but failed instead. And we didn’t want to go the old way. Easy to difficult is better, are you right?" The old Jin cultivator said in a sincere way.

Feng Qingxiu feels that what he said is actually very reasonable. If Xie Chuandeng had started from a young age, the resistance would have been much less. Unfortunately, he had been in Xizhou for too long, and he probably didn't come back for a while... However, he proposed another question.

"Why should I help Ziyun Road build Feilai Peak?" Feng Qingxiu asked.

The other party was asked to stop, but the monk immediately showed his old hotness and said sincerely: "Xie Daochang, think about it, after all, your ancestors failed in the construction and caused great losses. Now, I am building a Xiaofeng, you can just practice your hands and prove that you can do it. So the Taiqing faction will definitely look at you differently, so you can directly build a big peak for Taiqing, and I am a small peak in Ziyun, and I am not afraid that it will affect the interests of Taiqing. , It is a win-win situation, why not?"

Feng Qingxiu felt that if she was really Xie Fuzhou, she might have been persuaded - no, Lord Xie hated formations and never learned it. It would be useless to persuade him. Unfortunately, she was a Kun-Lai disciple, so this was impossible anyway, so he asked for it. For a reason, he tactfully rejected him.

"I still have important things to do, so I can't help you." He wanted to help Master find an important item without delay.

"But looking for the Kun-Lai ruins?" The old Jin cultivator sighed. The Kun-Lai ruins are on the Taiqing Sect. He really can't get a ticket to help find them, but it's impossible to let go, so he changed his mind. At that time, Xie Chuandeng’s ambitions could be smashed by their fanfare. This kid didn’t know how to get involved in the world at first glance, and there was a chance to win over... He smiled slightly, “So, I’m not too strong to stay, but I’ve already let Pinai. I will send you a manuscript of Xing Daozhu’s back to discuss it with you. It will arrive tomorrow. Why don’t we discuss it again tomorrow, and then you will leave?"

Feng Qingxiu thought that no one in the world could read Master's manuscripts in Zhongzhou as much, so she was about to refuse, but saw Master scratched his chest and asked him to keep it.

So he nodded.

The old monk Jin smiled with satisfaction, and when he saw that the other party wanted to chase away guests, he didn't bother him anymore. He had to go back to prepare an outline so that he could ask more things tomorrow.

Seeing him leaving, Feng Qingxiu stretched out her hand and asked Master to sit on his palm.

"I'm a little curious, what I wrote before." Ji Yunlai said lightly, "If there are traces on it, maybe I can figure out where the thing is."

Feng Qingxiu nodded to indicate that she understood, and then blushed slightly: "Master, how did I behave?"

"Xiaoqing, you are naturally the best." The paper man leaned on his finger, turned his head and kissed him.

Feng Qingxiu blushed instantly: "Well, Tu'er will work harder."

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Zhao Hao waited boredly in the courtyard, playing with a spirit fruit, thinking about how to escape or which secret realm to take that Lingyun boy with.

There was a quarrel outside the manor, and a slightly familiar voice.

He walked to the fence curiously, easily sat down on the top of the wall, and pulled a purple flower that was just blooming, slightly covering his face.

Under the wall, a handsome, pale-faced man dressed in fur was standing silently outside the door, and one of his entourages was begging them to go in to see Elder Jin.

"No! Elder Jin is receiving a distinguished guest. Besides, Elder Jin is one of my grand elders on Ziyun Road. Is it your kind of little sect to see you if you want to?" A manager looked impatient, "Leave quickly , Beizhou's affairs are under the control of the head, don't bother our elders!"

"This gentleman," the man's voice was slightly hoarse and whispered, "I have met Elder Jin before, but I haven't seen each other for a long time. It's just a visit. Please pass on."

"You know the elders, do the elders recognize you?" The steward waved his hand, "No!"

"Dog eyes look down on people." Zhao Hao cursed in a low voice and took a bite of the spirit fruit. He recognized that this man in leather was a young master of Beizhou. He went to find Yue Yan the other day. I saw him begging for a grace from the three doorsteps outside Ziyun Road. The spirit crystal that he couldn't hand over due to the Beihai disaster is also a big one. It's a pity that he met three unreasonable doorsteps. Besides, they said it was. Knowing acquaintance, I must not manage the relationship between this elder on weekdays, and now I have encountered something, but turned my face and ignored it, which is really shameless.

"You!" The steward raised his head in anger. It was the monk who could hear clearly no matter how low his voice was so close, but seeing that it was Zhao Hao, Shengsheng suffocated his breath, but his expression was somewhat sarcasm, and he said in a respectful voice. , "This distinguished guest, the wind is strong on the wall, I think you should get down first, so as not to flash your tongue."

"Haha," Zhao Hao was originally an innocent temper, and he would not let anyone ridicule him. He took a bite of the fruit, reached out his hand to the young Hua Qiu, and sneered, "This man is my friend, I want my friend to come in. , Do you want to stop one block?"

"Oh, distinguished guest, since you are a friend, do you know his name?" the steward asked lightly.

"I know, but why should I tell you?" Zhao Hao said, "Don't let it go, don't let me go and find my brother Xie."

The manager's expression became stiff, Xie Lingyun's status was extremely high, and he was a figure that the Lord would be very close to. It's better not to make him angry-he frowned slightly, stepped aside, and said to the master and servant: "Please come in, both of you. ."

After thanking the master and servant, he entered the courtyard and thanked Zhao Hao again.

"It's okay, it's a matter of effort." Zhao Hao waved his hand casually, "I just pulled a tiger skin, the skin is a bit big."

This feels pretty good.

Just when he was triumphant, Feng Qingxiu slowly walked behind him and said lightly: "Then, Brother Zhao, do I agree?"

He pronounced the words "Brother Zhao" harder