The vicious master always loves to die

"Junior Brother——Junior Brother——"

Maybe it's because he had too many dreams, got used to it, and calmed down. When he heard Feng Changrong's croaking voice when he was in a daze, Yan Xici not only didn't open his eyes, but kicked towards the source of the sound to fundamentally eliminate it. noise.

"Ow—"

After a scream, it was indeed much quieter, so Yan Xici turned over and continued to sleep.

When he finally woke up, it was already past noon, Yan Xici opened his eyes, feeling refreshed.

Below the body is a soft bedding bed, and on the top is a carved beam covered with gauze.This quaint room is similar to the inn I stayed in before going down the mountain for training.

"Junior Brother..." A gloomy voice rang in my ears, Feng Changrong 'floated' over like a ghost, with a sad face, "You are so cruel..."

Yan Xici: "..."

The young man Feng Changrong stared at him with resentment, as if he had done something outrageous.

Yan Xici lowered his head, and saw a huge footprint on the opponent's belly, judging by the size, it was similar to his own.

"Senior brother kindly asked you to get up, but you kicked senior brother mercilessly..." Feng Changrong pointed to the criminal evidence and complained tearfully, but if this position was any lower, he might not be able to marry a wife in his life.

"Ah... I'm sorry," Yan Xici smiled, "I get up intermittently, so I can't argue."

"You think I'm noisy..." Feng Changrong was shocked and heartbroken, and pointed his fingers at Yan Xici, "It was obviously yesterday that you begged my brother to call you earlier today...you actually crossed the river and demolished the bridge , Turn your face and deny it!"

Yan Xici: "...Oh."

Feng Changrong's temper came and went quickly, and after complaining, his anger disappeared. He urged Yan Xici to get up quickly, and then ran downstairs all the way.

"Hurry up, it's late, those fat jobs have been robbed!" Feng Changrong yelled anxiously, dragging Yan Xici to a certain place on his two legs.

"Why don't we fly there?" Yan Xici was dragged and ran out of breath, walked through the crowded streets, and stopped at the attic of a carved beam and painted building.

"Flying Yujian is prohibited here." Feng Changrong took a breath, and was delighted to see that there were not many people inside.

Yan Xici looked up at the plaque hanging outside the pavilion - "Xunzhen Pavilion", with a hint of simplicity.There is an isolation formation engraved on the door, which blocks mortals, and only monks can enter here.

Yan Xici was at a loss, completely unaware of Feng Changrong's intention for coming here, so he had to run back and forth with him.

Stepping over the threshold, the original ordinary storefront turned upside down in an instant, and a female cultivator in plain cassock stood up with a smile, welcoming them inside.

"Welcome two fellow Taoists to Xunzhen Pavilion. Do you want to buy a magical artifact or a pill or a spiritual plant?"

"No, no, no, we don't buy anything, we just come to pick up some tasks." Feng Changrong waved his hand quickly, indicating that the two brothers and sisters don't need to be accompanied, they just come by themselves.

The female cultivator smiled gracefully, and responded softly: "The fellow Taoist can do it at his own convenience. If you find someone you like, you can go find me over there."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist." Feng Changrong thanked him, took Yan Xici and ran to a corner of the cabinet, where a few monks stood in twos and threes, took the scroll, turned and left.

"I heard from Danfeng's senior brother that there are various tasks here and the rewards are very generous. This time we will take the opportunity to pick up a few more when we go down the mountain, so that I can exchange spirit stones for materials to make my natal sword." Feng Changrong waited in front After the candidate was selected, he stood at a window with various scrolls floating, happily picking up the task, and kept searching.

Yan Xici: ...

He suddenly remembered that they were very poor when they were teenagers in the dream, so poor that they didn't even have a high-grade spirit stone on them.

With only a few pieces of spirit stones, he could eat more mortal food, but it was not the solution after all.Could it be that... the sect barely supported the sect by relying on its disciples to go down the mountain to earn spirit stones?

While thinking wildly, Feng Changrong had already taken several scrolls and wanted to finish them together. He rushed to find the female cultivator just now, but found that she had disappeared.

"There." Yan Xici teased Feng Changrong and pointed to the corner.

"Oh, you are still a sharp-eyed junior." Feng Changrong hurried over and piled all the scrolls in his hand on the table.

"We're going to take on these tasks."

"This little friend can only accept one." The steward refused with a blank expression.

"Ah, it's so troublesome." Feng Changrong was extremely disappointed, so he had to choose one from among them, "Then let's go with this one first. Can the other seniors be put aside and continue when I come back."

The other party didn't answer, but just put away the rest of the scrolls and tossed them, and they turned into streamers of light and returned to the place where they were floating before.

well!Feng Changrong sighed heavily, took the task and walked out with Yan Xici.After leaving the door, I muttered sadly: "I also specially selected a few places with high salaries, thinking that I can finish them together..."

"Come one by one." Yan Xici took the scroll and pulled it away. Ten plants of Wangyoucao were given, and the reward was twenty low-grade spirit stones.

Yan Xici: ...

Too poor, he couldn't bear to see it.

Forget Sorrow Grass is not a rare spiritual plant, you can get it by walking around the mountain forest full of spiritual energy when you leave the town.

Feng Changrong took Yan Xici around a few times all the way, not only picked Wangyoucao, but also found several other herbs and took them back together: "Ha, there are also some in these missions, when you hand in this one, You can complete the others at the same time, I am really smart!"

"Well, smart." Yan Xici finished his compliments, "Then what if the task is taken away by someone else?"

"No, we are so fast." Feng Changrong was full of confidence.

"Heh." Facing the sweet and confident Feng Changrong, Yan Xici replied with an inexplicable snort.

Facts proved that Yan Xici was right. When they returned, those few simple tasks had already been taken away, and only a few monster hunters were left.

Feng Changrong was dejected with the twenty low-grade spirit stones he had obtained, and sighed, regretting his mistakes.

Seeing the low-grade Lingshi with dim color and low aura in his hand, Yan Xici weighed it depressedly, and threw it into the storage bag, planning to reward himself with some delicious meals later.

"Let's pick up another one!" Sighing for a while, Feng Changrong revived on the spot, and ran over again, intending to rummage for a fat job.

After searching for a long time, I found that there were only tasks like 'hunting fourth-order monsters' and 'slaying evil cultivators' that could only be completed with a cultivation level above Gold Core. .

"How could this be...it was so simple just now..." Feng Changrong was depressed, he was very self-aware, although the rewards for these tasks were high, he had to be able to complete them.For example, although the reward for killing evil cultivators is as high as a hundred high-grade spirit stones, would he dare to take it? ?

For such a high reward, the evil cultivator must have been unpredictable. The two foundation establishments used to deliver food. He was there to make money, not to die.

Yan Xici sighed silently as he looked at the reward above.He is used to living a good life, and Zhu Guo with hundreds of spirit stones is a snack. Except for the shortage of spirit stones caused by the swallowing gold beast some time ago, there has never been a shortage of spirit stones on weekdays, but now... a spirit stone is killing a hero! !

If they were cultivated as Nascent Soul, these tasks were just a matter of waving their hands, but they didn't even arrive at the golden core, so they had to find something that was not dangerous to do first.

What are you doing, you have to do tasks to make money even in a dream, today's dream is really exhausting.

"Senior, what are your orders?"

Just as Yan Xici was leaning against the wall in a daze, the voice of the nun who was in charge of receiving guests sounded, it seemed that a new monk had arrived.

"I want to find a few monks, and go to Qingshang Valley with me to find some medicinal plants." The young man's voice sounded, and Yan Xici's back suddenly frowned, and he turned his head abruptly!

The familiar voice and familiar face immediately made Yan Xici take a step back, his back pressed against the wall, and his face turned pale.

Fuck, why is Ji Moze here! !

No, that's not right, this is the dream of the original body when he was a teenager. Ji Moze was not born yet, so there is no way it could be him... Oh yes, the one from the Medicine Sect, who looks exactly like Ji Moze, is called...

"Senior Chu!" Feng Changrong's eyes lit up, and he rushed over immediately, "This is really a coincidence, I didn't expect that we would meet here, are you going to Qingshang Valley to collect medicine? My junior brother and I happen to be free, look How about us!" After speaking, he drew his sword and danced a sword flower, making a high-spirited gesture.

"It turns out to be Nephew Feng... What a coincidence." The young man who had the same face as Ji Moze smiled gently, like a spring breeze, but then a hint of embarrassment appeared on his handsome and gentle face, "I never thought you were here... but Qing Shang valley……"

The words are not finished, but it is obvious that he wants to refuse.

"No, senior, my junior brother and I are very good at fighting. Our sword cultivators are best at fighting, so it's no problem!" Feng Changrong was very excited. He is also very rich and powerful. For poor schools like theirs, they are very precious and rare high-grade spirit stones. The other party took out a bag at random. If he gave him a reward, it would definitely not be a low-grade spirit stone. Top grade spirit stone!

Although the Qingshang Valley is dangerous, it is not dangerous inside. Although there are occasional rumors that there are brutal monsters attacking people, but at that time, it will be a big deal to drag the seniors away!

Feng Changrong pestered Chu Mo in all kinds of ways, hoping that the senior would give them the task, but Yan Xici shrank back, his face was stiff, and he instinctively guarded against this man who had the same face and voice as Ji Moze.

Although he knew they were not the same person, but being too similar caused discomfort and brought back his bad memories, making him aggrieved and angry, but he couldn't get angry.

The other party didn't take another look at him, and looked up occasionally, showing a helpless wry smile, obviously annoyed by Feng Changrong's obsession.

"Senior brother." Yan Xici collected himself and stabilized his mind, then walked over and grabbed Feng Changrong who was chattering, "It's time to go back."

"Hey, hey, junior brother, what are you doing, we can do the task of Senior Chu..."

The resistance was ineffective, Feng Changrong was grabbed by the neck and dragged away. When passing by Chu Mo, Yan Xici apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry senior, brother didn't mean to offend."

"It's okay..." The beautiful young man smiled gently, then seemed to consider it for a while, and hesitated to say, "Meeting is also a kind of fate, maybe... there are two nephews who can help me get the medicine plant smoothly."

Yan Xici froze, and was about to refuse, but was interrupted by his teammates: "Senior Chu, don't worry, my junior brother and I are lucky, we will do our best to help Senior Chu, and we will be successful Found it! Do you think it is, Junior Brother.”

Yan Xici: ...

Why didn't I shut your mouth, ha ha!