The teacher and apprentice are on the rise!

Gan Bingmu didn't suspect him, and immediately took out a stone the size of an egg from his bosom and handed it to Xue Yu.

There is almost no need to distinguish, everyone present can feel the aura coming from that stone.

Xue Yu had guessed before, but seeing the spirit stone now only confirmed his judgment more.

But looking at his innocent and good-natured geese, they all had some strange expressions on their faces, as if they didn't understand why a demon clan who needed turbid energy to cultivate would take out a spirit stone.

So far, Xue Yu's inexplicable doubts before have finally been resolved.

It stands to reason that there are so many demons here, and if they absorb the turbid air for cultivation, they should discharge a considerable amount of aura. The creatures on the ground absorb the aura and will definitely emit the turbid air, but they are pressed into the ground the moment they are discharged.

But why is there no aura in the whole underground palace?

It is because the spiritual energy emitted by those demons was sent into the stone by them, and it is self-evident where the stone will eventually be sent.

Xue Yu looked at the stone, and the old god said "hmm" on the ground, "How much have you done?"

Gan Bingmu really felt embarrassed again: "Just this one, the previous ones—ah!"

He suddenly jumped up and shouted, startling everyone: "The restaurant! The restaurant is about to close!"

Xue Yu and the others didn't know what Gan Bingmu meant, and it was hard to show curiosity, so they just poked in place with a calm face.

Gan Bingmu looked at Xue Yu timidly, because his cheeks were so thin that he was almost out of shape, so his eyes appeared abnormally large.

"My lord... I only have, only this piece... Can I..."

The intention was obvious, Xue Yu thought about it, doubled the amount of spirit energy into the stone, and threw the spirit stone back into the opponent's arms.

Gan Bingmu has never seen such a rich stone!

He was stunned for a moment, and gave Xue Yu a big gift with a "snap": "Thank you, thank you sir!"

After saying that, without looking at the benefactor who was kneeling in a daze, he jumped up and rushed out the door holding the stone in his hands.

Everyone didn't stop him, they just hid their breath and stayed behind Gan Bingmu far away.

The skinny demon ran fast, circling among the dilapidated stone houses, turning into a house from time to time.

The exterior of the house has some traces of carvings, even the ground fireflies used for lighting have been deliberately arranged. The door and window frames are all made of wood, which looks much more refined and grand. The low stone house next to it is much stronger.

Before Gan Bingmu had time to take out the spirit stone in his arms, the food official sitting behind the wooden table had already choked him: "Gan Bingmu! Next time you come so late, you won't have your meal!"

This person had slightly fleshy cheeks, although he looked thin, but it was much better than the stick-like dry wood.

Panting like a dry dog, he presented the spirit stone to the other party as if offering treasures with both hands.

The food official touched his hands and said in surprise: "It's a change of sex, why are there so many today?"

Gan Bingmu blushed all over his face, and tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth to keep his teeth from showing in a smile.

He would not tell the food official that a big man from the inner city came to him today, not only promised to arrange for him to give the gift, but also injected such a large amount of spiritual power into his spirit stone!

Today he can finally have a full meal!

All their food and clothing underground is exchanged for spirit stones, but compared to using spirit stones as currency on the ground, the spirit stones in the underground palace are more like the product of labor.

In other words, it means how much work you have to do before you can eat. If you do a good job, you will eat more, and if you do a bad job, you will eat less.

Gan Bingmu became so thin because he had poor aptitude and didn't give gifts, so he could only produce one low-quality spirit stone every day, and he would be hungry.

The food official took away the Lingshi, took out a new stone and handed Gan Bingmu two meatloaves sprinkled with sesame seeds and green onion.

He has given a lot of spiritual energy today, and the food is much better than usual.

The three meatloaf with the mouth of the bowl are two fingers thick, and they look very greasy because they have been left for a long time, but they do not delay the belly wrapping.

Seeing him grabbing the meatloaf with green eyes, the food official laughed and said, "Looks like the festival is approaching, even you, a lazy bastard, know how to work hard."

Gan Bingmu gnawed a pancake in two or three strokes. He licked his mouth before raising his head and smirking at the food official. His exposed teeth were clean, not even a shred of meat was left.

Everyone retreated one step at a time to the small stone house on the edge of the pit.

After entering Tantai Jue's formation, Wu Hongyan stuck out her tongue and said, "What the hell is it that you have to exchange things for food?"

Tian Xingzi said: "There is no light here, and ordinary edible crops cannot grow. It is normal to have no food to eat. I think the oil pancakes should also be something on the ground. I am afraid that some people or demons can come and go between the ground and the ground. Yes or no."

It is true that there is no arable land in the ground, and there are no demons raising livestock.

I don't know how the inner city is, but ordinary demons like Gan Bingmu who live on the edge can only produce spirit stones in exchange for food every day, and it may be like this until they die, living a mediocre life without gaining anything.

"Maybe they used the demons as the furnace, and the food they exchanged from those sects' families can feed such a huge group of people. Food will not be a small amount." Di Zhao pondered, "plus Clothes, utensils, all kinds of miscellaneous things...the demons can't support themselves, there must be someone on the ground helping them."

She paused, and said sadly: "It's a pity that those aristocratic families have been wiped out before they can be verified."

Tantai Jue comforted in a soft voice: "Don't be discouraged by the leaders, this is why we came here."

While talking, Gan Bingmu also entered the door, and everyone silently agreed.

He was benefited, and he actually wanted to honor the remaining two pancakes to Xue Yu, who of course declined.

Gan Bingmu was no longer polite, and immediately swallowed the remaining two pancakes.

He had never had a full meal, and the behavior of wolfing down made several soft-hearted girls couldn't bear it for a while.

Zhanling Bigu pills were all taken out, and then thought that the demons could not absorb the spiritual energy, so they took them back.

She said to Gan Bingmu: "You take out that stone, and I will also make you a spirit stone."

Gan Bingmu is full now, blood is pouring into his stomach, and he doesn't wonder how the adults in the room know that he has brought back a new stone, so he hastily handed over the empty stone and lowered his body to Zhan Kowtow.

"You don't have to kneel to me." Zhan Ling stretched out his hand to grab it, and Gan Bingmu's drooping forehead hit her palm.

She secretly exchanged glances with her partner, and then asked, "What's the meaning of 'Ji Ceremony'?"

"I know, I know!" Gan Bingmu jumped up again.

"Once in a hundred years, there is a small ceremony, and once in a thousand years, a large festival. This year happens to be a thousand years, so it should be a big and small festival together!"

Millennium is just a sensitive number, and everyone present is stunned.

It has been exactly 1000 years since the Qing Dynasty, and the use of rituals may have something to do with it.

Gan Bingmu didn't answer the last question, and it was time to perform his best, and before anyone asked him, he told all the details he knew.

"At that time, we will also be able to enter the inner city and watch the Holy Priest ascend from the Godly Pillar under the enlightenment of the Immortal!"

Wu Hongyan couldn't help exclaiming: "Flying?"

Because thousands of years ago, all the great powers who came to the door were killed in the actions of the Qing Dynasty, and no one in the world has been able to ascend to this day.

They are still unable to ascend on the ground, can this group of demons ascend underground?

Wu Hongyan began to think seriously about the possibility of moving underground.

Gan Bingmu only thought that the adult was responding and encouraging him, and immediately became more excited, saying that he must work hard in cultivation and work hard with the goal of ascension.

Xue Yu looked at the two "twos" on his neck: "...Come on."

Suddenly, a clear bell rang from nowhere.

"Boom-"

Gan Bingmu, who was still eloquent, suddenly closed his mouth, knelt down and bowed in a certain direction with a solemn face.

He mumbled something in his mouth, and listened intently, and found that it was a prayer of thanking God for giving me a body, something to eat, and a place to live, which sounded very stupid.

Xue Yu: "..."

What evil|religion.

If they use their spiritual sense to sweep them out at this time, they will only see that no matter what the demons in the underground palace are doing—even if they are in the middle of worshiping, they must first swallow Gu Dao, kneel down and kneel in the direction of the beam of light that pierces the sky , silently recite the prayers.

The demons were raised in captivity until their knees were very soft.

The bell struck three times in total, and each sound had a long aftertaste.

If there is any ancient temple here, the sound of the heavy bells accompanied by the ringing of the pine forest must be full of Buddha nature.

But at this time in this deep cave, the sudden ringing of the bell and the foolish people worshiping it only made people feel sneaky.

It was impossible for everyone to kneel down on it, so when the last sound of the bell faded away, when Gan Bingmu raised his head again, he saw seven people standing beside him like wooden stakes.

There was nothing but shock in his heart.

Sure enough, he must be an adult from the inner city!

Gan Bingmu had only seen the adults in the inner city for a few moments before, and he knew that some adults did not have number lines on their necks. Now it seems that they don't even need to worship the bell!

At this time, if any demons in the inner city listened to his thoughts, they would only shake their heads like a rattle.

No, no, don't talk nonsense, we also want to worship!

Gan Bingmu was already very proficient, so he didn't need to ask the adults in the inner city again, so he took the initiative to answer: "every time the bell strikes three times, it means that a day has passed."

There is no sun, moon and Genglou underground, so the demons live in this way.

"Every time you ring the bell, you need to concentrate on bowing your head to the Charming Pillar, and thank the gods for giving us food and clothing!"

Gan Bingmu looked at everyone present devoutly, as if they were the underground spokespersons of the Shangxian.

"It's really stupid!"

Di Zhao was so angry that his whole body trembled slightly: "I was born by your parents, and my food and clothing are earned from hard work, so what does it have to do with the so-called immortals!"

The outer disciples of Endless Sea once made the same mistake as the demons, enshrining illusory things as gods, so many bones are still buried under the wordless stele, and their names cannot be distinguished.

Therefore, Di Zhao hated this kind of bastard who pretended to be gods and ghosts to earn people's beliefs the most, and wished to wake up Gan Bingmu severely now.

As expected, Gan Bingmu was dumbfounded by his scolding, staring at his big protruding eyes, not knowing whether to agree or to say yes.

Xue Yu stood aside and winked at Di Zhao.

The latter also only prioritized things, took a breath and stopped talking.

Everyone asked about the details of the ceremony and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Xue Yu told Gan Bingmu not to tell others about their arrival.

Dry Bingmu nods like pounding garlic.

Even if he didn't tell him, he wouldn't say it. The big men in the inner city condescended to inspect his work situation, and promised to give him a promotion and salary increase. Jealousy, what should adults do if they feel uncomfortable and don't give him good words.

Everyone left Gan Bingmu's house, and found a long-abandoned empty stone house on the edge for a temporary stay.

Di Zhao sorted out the information, sent the previously detected information into the Lingbi, and told the other teams that if they had to show up in front of others, they should not write the wrong numbers on their necks.

Others also found the size limit ceremony, which was just half a month later.

Li Xiuran, who has been captive by the demons for a long time, also received news that he will be awarded the position of holy priest. Tomorrow—to be precise, the next time the bell rings, a conferment ceremony will be held specially for him!

"Holy priests can ascend to Taoism!" Wu Hongyan was indignant, "Why can this bastard take advantage of everything now!"

Xue Yu knocked the female goose on the head with hatred: "How do you know about ascension! Don't you think that it can be a real ascension!"

He was only a shell back then, and the demons would come to take him captive. This time, Li Xiuran, who had a strong physique, was taken away. It was clear that the demons' power thousands of years ago could no longer contain the backlog of stale qi and needed new ones. The container is up!

"The so-called ascension is probably just a cover, and those holy priests should be the turbid air containers they chose."

Whatever Xue Yu said was what she said, Wu Hongyan obediently said "Oh" and stopped clamoring that she was going to be a holy priest.

"All in all, let's go and have a look at the awarding ceremony tomorrow."

After discussing with each other, everyone disbanded and went to rest—in fact, it can't be said that they disbanded, after all, there was only one Xue Yu, and the other six formed a circle to absorb spiritual energy in the middle.

In the underground where the turbid air is rampant, a mouthful of fresh spiritual energy is very precious. Everyone's lips are slightly hooked like catnip, and their expressions are addicted. If the scene is seen by outsiders, it is really a bit evil.

Those who didn't know thought it was gathering people to smoke opium.

Xue Yu was prudently pruning mint, when he suddenly heard a thin mosquito's voice saying, "Are you still with Cen Xianjun?"

He was startled and opened his eyes, only to see that those people were intoxicated, only Di Zhao opened his eyes and looked at him worriedly. The voice just now was obviously transmitted by her.

"I wanted to ask you along the way, but the timing wasn't right." The thin voice explained.

Xue Yu didn't mean to hide anything, and simply nodded.

Di Zhao's expression looked even more sad, as if he wanted to transfer all the moral education that was not given to Gan Bingmu to Xue Yu.

Di Zhao spoke earnestly, implying that Cen Shu took advantage of the wrong guidance of his master's natural status to tie Xue Yu by his side despicably, and his love for Cen Shu was not at all, but the admiration of younger generations for their elders Feelings.

It is said that Xue Yu doesn't even understand what feelings are, and he deserves an equal love, not the master's order to the apprentice.

These words are much more useful than Xueqi's dry principles.

If it had been heard by Cen Shu 200 years ago, he might still have hesitated, but at this time the two of them had already experienced a farewell, so Cen Shu didn't care what was mixed with this emotion.

Not to mention Xue Yu, he is a little leopard, he doesn't care about being a teacher for a day and a father for life, courtesy, justice, integrity and morality, people in the 21st world can marry a pillow, what's wrong with him and his master being in love with each other?

Don't care about the master-student relationship, anyway, the two of them have already slept in the bed, and no one cares about it!

"Stop!"

Xue Yu stingily withdrew the aura sent to her: "Children, don't meddle in the love of parents!"

Di Zhao: "...???"

Why are you swearing when you just talk? !

The author has something to say: pinch my fingers and I have to do more tomorrow