Recently, under the leadership of the highly educated brother Wei Yi, the Mangshan School has created a craze for research certificates, but they are not celestial master certificates, but various qualification certificates that do not do business properly, such as cost engineer certificates, accountant certificates, and so on.

Zhu Mao was kept in the dark at first, but he finally found out that day, and he was in the room opening a WeChat video to vomit bitterness to the person across from him, "Tell me, our celestial master world is already so weak Has it gotten to the point? Are they all trying to find a way out and get a job again?"

The old man on the opposite side of the video said disdainfully, "I told you earlier, these days, it is absolutely impossible to have no money, and you should also keep pace with the times."

Zhu Mao said, "Why is there no money? Look at these donations, thank you money, and the small treasury earned by the disciples themselves. Our daily expenses are more than enough."

The old man on the opposite side shook his head and said, "You still don't believe me when you say you are stubborn. Look at the Qinglin Sect in Shitai City. It's just a small sect that popped up more than ten years ago. It can create momentum. You have been passed down for hundreds of years. The Mangshan School, one of the oldest sects passed down in the world of celestial masters so far, is not as famous as others, and their connections are only popular in Huanzhou City, far inferior to others."

The old man continued, "Will those rich, powerful and powerful people come to you if they encounter problems? People also have to look at their reputation, so you can't make money."

Zhu Mao said angrily, "Are we Heavenly Masters just to make money? It's to get rid of demons and defend the Dao."

The old man said, "This is not contradictory. Fame, profit, and Dao can all be collected. You are stubborn."

Zhu Mao hung up the video call angrily, and when Qi Rang came to find him, he was sitting in the room facing the window thinking about life.

Zhu Mao pointed at Qi Rang, "A Rang, you just came back just in time, come on, the master asks you, why are you a master today?"

Qi Rang hesitated for a moment, he was afraid that if his answer was inappropriate, he might invite Zhu Mao to talk with him as long as a foot wrap, but fortunately Zhu Mao asked him before he could answer, "Is it for making money?"

Qi Rang shook his head, "No."

Zhu Mao immediately said, "Yes, it's useless to ask you. Of course you didn't want to make money. You came to be a teacher as a money retreat. Let's not talk about this, what do you want from me?"

Qi Rang suddenly knelt down, and Zhu Mao jumped up from the chair in fright, "What are you doing, bastard?"

"Master." Qi Rang paused and said, "Please teach me the Tianmang sword heart sword skill."

Zhu Mao heaved a sigh of relief, and sat back on the chair, "Get up. Although Xinjian is strong, it also has serious disadvantages. You didn't want to learn it before, why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Qi Rang didn't stand up right away, he said, "I just feel that I'm still not strong enough, not strong enough."

Zhu Mao said, "Think about it one more night. If you still insist on this idea when you get up tomorrow morning, then I will pay homage to the ancestor master, and the master will teach you the heart sword technique."

Qi Rang thanked Zhu Mao, and before he left, he still couldn't hold back and turned back, "By the way, there is one more thing, I don't know if Master still has an impression, the first time you and I mentioned the art of creating monsters with monster bones At that time, you also mentioned a magic weapon, a monster-controlling magic weapon, I remember you seemed to say that this magic weapon is for all the monster-controlling sects, so that they can continue to search for it for a lifetime."

Zhu Mao thought for a while and said, "There is such a thing, but what I know is limited. If you really want to know the details, you can ask old man Liu. When he was young, he fought a lot with people from the Yao Yu faction, so he will know. Be more specific."

Qi Rang asked, "Is it Liu Yikun, the head of the Diancang Sect?"

Zhu Mao said, "Which old man Liu is there?"

Zhu Mao pushed Liu Yikun's WeChat to Qi Rang, and after adding friends, the other party tapped Qi Rang first and asked, "Your master said that you want to ask about the monster-controlling faction, and about the magic weapon for controlling monsters?"

Qi Rang replied in a second, "Yes, I hope Master Liu will give me some advice."

Liu Yikun was unwilling to type, and started a video call directly, "Old man Zhu's big apprentice, you seem to have grown a lot taller than when I saw you last time?"

"The last time I saw Head Liu was seven or eight years ago, and it may indeed be that he has grown taller."

Liu Yikun said again, "I've heard my apprentice talk about you, and I've always thought that your style of catching monsters is more suitable for our northern school. Unfortunately, you entered the wrong school. By the way, what do you want to ask the school of controlling monsters?"

Qi Rang said, "A while ago I dealt with a group of celestial masters from the demon-controlling faction in Xichuan. Presumably head Liu has also heard about it from the master, so I want to know more about it."

Liu Yikun sat behind a large oval table that he didn't know whether it was for meals or meetings, and tapped the table with his fingers, "Okay, what do you want to know specifically?"

"The more you can, the better."

Liu Yikun said, "If you want to talk about the faction of controlling monsters, there is nothing more than a technique of controlling monsters and a technique of creating monsters. This is also their basic skill. I should have heard from your master."

Qi Rang quickly recalled, "It's that one, the Shou Xin Pai."

"That's right, the originator of the monster-controlling faction is also an authentic inheritance, but it has always been a single lineage, with a small population, but if you have seen such a monster-controlling technique, you will know that those demon-controlling celestial masters who are active outside today, They are all heresy ways."

Liu Yikun took a breath and continued, "Your Mangshan Sect has the Tianmang Sword, my Diancang Sect has the Demon-Transforming Pen, and the Shouxin Sect also has a suppressing magic weapon passed down from generation to generation, called the Demon Locking Pagoda.

Decades ago, I witnessed such a scene that people will never forget in this life.The monsters are restrained in the tower and released at the same time, with monster chains on their backs, and under orders, they are under control.To be honest, I couldn't help being moved when I saw it at that age. "

Qi Rang suddenly asked, "Passionate?"

Liu Yikun said, "Yeah, the desire to possess such a powerful magic weapon is really itchy. But now that I have reached this age and experience, what I see will be different.

Look at the factions of controlling monsters that are currently active outside, which one is not using this to seek profit and power, disrupt the world of celestial masters inside and outside, and disrupt social order.This is still a low-level demon control technique. If the authentic demon control technique appears, it will be fine, not a proper one... According to what you young people said on the Internet, the villain is Big Boss. "

Liu Yikun uttered the word Persia in northern mandarin with a correct accent, and Qi Rang realized after a while that Liu Yikun was talking about the big boss. Qi Rang subconsciously said, "That may not be the case, they are all such people."

Liu Yikun said, "I know what you mean, but think about it, those bloody monsters gather in one person's demon-locking tower and are controlled by him. As long as he has a single thought, he can control countless people at will. Life and death. Isn’t it dangerous to pin all these on one person’s thoughts of good and evil?”

Liu Yikun said again, "By the way, speaking of this demon locking tower, I later discovered that this magic weapon is different from other magic weapons. This magic weapon actually does not have a fixed shape. The tower holder can How many monsters are suppressed at the same time, how many layers will the shape of the monster lock tower have.

The Shouxin Sect is passed down in a single lineage, and it is inherited by blood, and it is mostly because of this magic weapon. "

Qi Rang hesitated, "Master Liu is saying that the Demon Suo Tower must be controlled by the bloodline of the Shouxin Sect?"

"This is also my guess, and I can't be [-]% sure." Liu Yikun shook his head while talking, "As for the magic trick, I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

Qi Rang thanked Liu Yikun, hung up the video call, looked at the profile picture of the person on top of his WeChat, and said to himself, "You are the most important."

Lu Tong sneezed, he and Niu Ji stared at the squeaky little turtle in the water tank, and Niu Ji asked Lu Tong, "Am I about to...?"

Lu Tong got up suddenly, hugged the water tank, and said to Niu Ji, "Go back to sleep, don't bother me until noon tomorrow."

Niu Ji didn't dare to ask, and watched Lu Tong carry the water tank upstairs, left the grocery store, and closed the door behind him.

Lu Tong stretched out his hand to clear the things on the table, put the water tank in the middle, and dragged out a box from under the bed. Once he opened it, there were knives, scissors, and needles of various sizes and shapes. Lu Tong picked up one of them and pointed to it. The tip brushed against the blade, bringing out a flash of gold.

Lu Tong was still staring at the knife in a daze, when the rough voice at the foot of the table sounded first, "Xiao Liutong, what bad idea are you thinking about? Old Lu won't let you do this."

Lu Tong said unhappily, "Thank you for reminding me that the 'quiet' character on your body has expired again." But this time, Lu Tong didn't give him the "quiet" character again immediately, and the voice in the short sword murmured, "Little Six barrels, you finally realized how stupid you are to stick to such a dilapidated Taobao store with all your abilities. You said that you have a deck of cards in your hand. Taobao shopkeeper who is running around for a living, I really don't even bother to talk about you.

The rough voice suddenly became excited, "Now I look at you very well, you are about to take an important step in your life, and you are not far from the peak of your life."

Lu Tong still got annoyed and silenced the dagger.

Lu Tong rubbed his hands, "Old Lu's words are indeed correct. Once you cross the line for the first time, the second, third, or even countless times, it seems that it doesn't matter."

He spread his right palm and released the turtle demon from the demon lock tower.

The turtle demon who was bound by the chain poked out a little bit of his head, then poked out his whole head and limbs, took a deep breath, and said in a rough voice, "I still have time to see the sun again."

Lu Tong stepped on the turtle shell and gestured with the knife in his hand. Seeing the metal light in his hand, the turtle demon trembled, "What else are you doing? You locked me in that kind of ghost place, you What else are you going to do?! After hibernating well, I am going to change to another girl to pick up supplements, how could I meet a celestial master like you who doesn't play cards according to common sense?"

"Shut up, if you talk nonsense, I will kill you."

The turtle demon stretched out his head, "Slay it, tie these chains, every time I move, the demon-suppressing force will stab me, and there may not be much better than death in your tower."

Lu Tong asked it, "Why do you change girls every year?"

"Nonsense, it's been a year, and if you continue to collect the yin, you will die immediately. If I put it back, it will take another ten or 20 years for chronic diseases. If they look at it, they will die immediately. Why don't they send me a girl now?" What should I do if I work so hard, do you understand sustainable development?"

Lu Tong tapped the turtle on the head with the back of his knife, "Of course, what I want to do now is for sustainable development."

Lu Tong ran across the sharp side of the blade with two fingers, and a golden spot of light fell on the tip of the blade. He raised the blade and cut open the turtle demon's right foreleg.

The turtle monster howled, but it was under Lu Tong's control, and it couldn't retract its legs even if it wanted to, "Ahh! What are you doing?! Can't you take an anesthetic first?"

The crunching sound of cutting bones rang out together with the howling of the turtle monster. Downstairs of the grocery store, the little spider who was about to climb up to the second floor quickly retreated back to the table by the door and climbed into the place where the cactus was gathered. In the flower buds, I hid my trembling body.

At noon the next day, Lu Tong returned the water tank and the little turtle in the water tank to Niu Ji. Niu Ji found that the white spots on the little turtle's body and the pus from the mouth and nose were gone, and his eyes were opened again. , but there are obvious traces of stitches on one leg, and the thread is more like a golden thread of light.

Niu Ji was surprised, "Brother Lu, did you perform an operation on Guigui?"

Lu Tong said, "It's the first time I do it, I'm not very sure, but after all, it's the same breed of demon bone, so the success rate should be higher."

Niu Ji looked confused, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, don't go anywhere until the golden thread is cleaned up, just stay at home and guard it 24 hours a day. After all, this turtle is also your true lifeblood."

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