The waste she became the first array mage

"Take it first, and contact me when you make money to buy it." He lowered his eyes and looked nonchalant, but in his heart he thought that this guy was okay and not the kind of person who only knew how to take advantage of others.

As he said that, he asked Li Yirou to bind the communication jade slip and leave a spiritual imprint with him.

"Fellow Daoist, I really don't know how to thank you. I will go to the statue of the goddess in a moment and pray for you." Li Yirou thanked sincerely, like a simple monk who had not seen the world.

The other party nodded and smiled kindly. Feeling happy for helping others and gaining a sense of value, he started the next test.

He put three middle-grade spirit stones into the formation, and then the formation plate with several formations on it opened again.

Awesome! Just one test, one person has to spend 3 middle-grade spirit stones. If it were in Yijian Sect, it would never happen. Big cities are different.

This time, Li Yirou did not try to give anything to the other party. In her opinion, the bigger the place, the clearer the rules. As an ordinary cultivator, she did not need to deal with the social etiquette.

This is even more of the sense of boundaries of a metropolitan city. People only need to manage themselves and abide by the corresponding rules. As long as you can have your own position and have a certain value, you can live a normal life.

It was a pity that she hadn’t given any small items with spiritual power to the people in the Yijian Sect before, and she didn’t understand the other party and couldn’t please them, so she didn’t achieve her goal of making things go more smoothly.

But that was just the thoughts of ordinary outer disciples, who were bored and neither good nor bad, so they wanted to embarrass the lower status disciples. The inner disciples of Yijian Sect were relatively more concerned about themselves, and would not waste too much time on interpersonal communication, but only deal with the relationship with the master, fellow disciples and teammates.

After all, they only need to improve their own strength to obtain more resources, so there is no need to waste their energy. Although they don't deliberately make things difficult, they have a sense of superiority and disdain for the lower-level monks.

But it’s better this way. No one cares about her. The impression she leaves on everyone is just one word: waste. So there will never be someone like Han Yuzhen who accidentally discovers the secret of her space.

At most, a few people in the Feihong team knew that her spiritual awareness was strong, but this was already exposed by Han Yuzhen's pursuit order, so it didn't matter.

Li Yirou observed and studied the communication jade slip, on which were engraved a few small characters [Wuji]. The four characters [Communication Jade Slip] were a circle smaller than Wuji.

When Li Yirou was branded, she left behind the name she had obtained, [Fang Ye]. In the communication jade slip, there was only the only contact person she had just added, [Wuji Palace Recruiting - Yang Qing]. His name was Yang Qing, and Li Yirou wrote down the name.

She would do what she said if she could do it. She would pray for blessings, she thought, kneeling on the futon and chanting a few words would be enough. The other party lent her a communication jade slip, which looked like a low-grade magic weapon, and there were 49 extra empty contacts that could be added. It was so generous, it was worth a wish.

Li Yirou took the spirit ladder back the same way. On the way here, she also saw some signs for renting and selling caves, but she wanted to go to the statue of the goddess to see if she could further understand the real situation of the lower class society here.

After descending the spirit ladder, the smell of burning incense and the sound of ringing wind chimes came from the front. Even in the bustling capital, the sound was clearly heard by Li Yirou.

She subconsciously walked in one direction, and after about a hundred meters, she saw an extremely narrow Taoist temple archway with the three words "Fuyao Temple" inscribed on it.

When they entered the archway, they saw a cultivator wearing the same clothing as the disciples of Wuji Palace guarding the door. She was not very old, and was about the same age as the cultivator Li Yirou transformed into, about 15 or 6 years old, but her clothes were white.

[Offering incense: 1 spirit bead and 3 sticks. Sincere heart will bring blessings, the goddess will bless those who are destined to be with her.] It was very cheap. Li Yirou handed over 1 spirit bead, took three sticks of incense, turned around and took three steps, and came to a statue of a god.

In front of her, there was a white-haired male cultivator offering incense. After lighting the incense on the red candle beside him, the incense mist floated up. He knelt down on the cushion in front of him and bowed, and then he heard the disciple on duty say, "Go in."

While the man was burning incense, Li Yirou looked around. The ground around her was paved with bricks and stones. There was nothing special about it. Only the statue of the goddess Fuyao was carved from white jade. It was about the same size as an adult woman, but very beautiful.

Her appearance is worthy of the phrase "Never before seen in ancient times, never seen in the world, with a magnificent appearance that is beyond praise", and her expression also shows compassion for the world.

However, the statues of gods would certainly not be too close to reality. For example, Bao Zheng, the Justice Bao, might not be really that evil. He was born with a crescent mark on his forehead. It was just that later generations added some mysterious colors to highlight his extraordinaryness.

This burning incense was probably just a process to provide a place for the homeless to rest. According to Li Yirou's common sense, how could the good incense not light up, unless it was damp. Then it can only be said that the person was unlucky and happened to encounter it.

When Li Yirou saw the man go in, she also imitated him and lit the incense in her hands. The three incense sticks immediately emitted smoke. She also inserted them into the incense burner in front of the goddess statue, knelt on the mat, and bowed three times with an extremely pious look.

[Goddess, please bless me. I will practice hard. Please lend me some luck to help me succeed in my revenge. By the way, please bless Yang Qing, the kind person who lent me the jade slip. He is a good person.]

The incense mist was originally rising upwards, but after Li Yirou bowed for the third time, it was as if a purifier was installed on her face, and all the incense that others had offered to her before floated towards her and was inhaled by her to the point where her mouth and lungs were filled with it.

Li Yirou stood up and retreated, but the smoke continued to chase her. It was unclear whether this was a sign of bad luck. Li Yirou was praying for revenge, but she didn't expect to be chased by the goddess's incense.

Her heart sank, but fortunately she didn't have that bad feeling. However, this unusual scene still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

The disciples on duty were always bored. They rarely saw the incense failing to light. Instead, they would get a little excited and look the person up and down, as if they could really tell that the person was not a good person, with a cunning look between his brows. After that, they would usually politely ask the person to leave.

But this time something was a little unusual. It was not that the incense could not be lit, but that the smoke did not rise straight up as they had requested to observe!

You know, the Shennv Temple is sheltered from the wind, so at most the smoke would sway around for a few times before rising into the air again. She had never seen it fly towards a person's face.

Did the goddess appear again and was so angry when she saw the young man that she wanted to drive him away?