Mozong is poor

In the middle of the house surrounded by smoke, there is a three-legged tripod engraved with complicated runes, and the burning fire under the tripod can be vaguely seen at this moment.

In the wisps of white mist, one can vaguely see a rocking chair next to the tripod with a person lying on it and slightly swinging back and forth.

As the fire under the cauldron gradually became smaller, the white smoke in the house gradually disappeared.

I saw a man about seventeen or eighteen years old lying on the rocking chair, with icy skin, as beautiful as a crown jade, and a very good appearance.

The man was lying on the rocking chair sideways in a dazed way, as if he was still awake.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the faint fire, and then he suddenly opened his eyes, and sat up straight.

But he forgot that there was a rocking chair lying under him at this time, and he just straightened up, and then he was pushed back by the shaking force.

Gu Yifei hurriedly stabilized his figure, waved his hand, added spiritual energy into the fire, stood up again, lifted the lid of the tripod, picked up the big spoon on the side and scooped it carefully several times, and then scooped up the small white jade on the side. The contents of the bowl were added to the tripod and continued to be picked up. It took a long time before the lid was put on.

After doing all this, he lay back on the rocking chair, watching the golden red flames and continued to feel sleepy.

The drowsiness of this immortal cultivator is not so easy to brew. After watching for a long time, he still didn't close his eyes.

Gently rubbing the halo eyes staring at the fire, silently shifted his gaze to other places.

Gu Yifei leaned on the rocking chair, looking at the wisps of white smoke floating in the room, his thoughts also drifted with it.

So, how did he, the majestic master of a sect, get down to the point where he used top-grade alchemy tripods to sell spiritual food?

With a long sigh, he thought, probably because of poverty.

Since 20 years ago, his elder brother, who had gone mad, handed over the so-called Ten Thousand Demon Sect to him while he was awake.

……

It became poorer and poorer.

Now he can't become the Wanmo sect, after all, the ten thousand character on the mountain gate was cut off by his brother when he went crazy.

And Mo Dao has long been displeased with them having the title of 'Wan Mo Sect'. Although they have been afraid to attack due to the majesty of their elder brother, they have already called them the Hundred Demon Sect behind their backs.

The Hundred Demons Sect is the Hundred Demons Sect, he doesn't fight for it, when his elder brother wakes up in the future, he will cut them off one by one, he is not in a hurry.

The most important thing now is to be poor.

They teach, really poor.

Yes, he also admits that he is a 'religion', not a 'zong'.

Who has seen the 'Zong' with less than 500 people in the whole sect.

Even if there are two alchemists and a craftsman in the gate, but their tempers are too weird, and they have provoked many enemies, it's all right if there is no news of being alive, usually they dare not even take a step in the mountain gate .Oh, it's because his elder brother is staying in the Devil's Cave in the back mountain, otherwise these few would have fled for their lives to hide from their enemies.

When it comes to his elder brother, Gu Yifei is even more worried.

Originally, he could still support such a mountain gate! However, his elder brother consumed too much spirit stone and spiritual weapon!The lock fairy chain needs to be replaced regularly, and the trap fairy array also needs to be replaced regularly.Brother is so cruel, if he is released, the one who will be the first to suffer is their entire mountain gate.

His elder brother, who was so powerful in the early stage of crossing the tribulation, was so crazy.

Yes, it's not the obsession that outsiders say, but the madness.

Fifty years ago, the elder brother who had disappeared for ten years returned to the mountain gate with a frozen child in his arms.

Then go crazy.

It is not an exaggeration for the original Ten Thousand Demon Sect to be the number one Demon Sect in the world.

It's a pity that since the great changes in the cultivation world a hundred years ago, it has been stagnant.If it wasn't for his brother's successful breakthrough, he would almost not even be able to keep the inheritance.

130 hundred years ago, when he was ten years old.

At that time, he was originally a mutated wood-type sky spirit root, but his spirit root was destroyed by life and death.His parents tried their best to recreate his spiritual roots again.All these difficulties have only become the three elements of water, wood and fire.In fact, this is nothing, just a change of exercises.

The changed exercises can't be said to be bad, he has only practiced for a few years, and when he was 17 years old, he reached the foundation building.Perhaps it was due to the limitation of aptitude. It took him nearly a hundred years to successfully form alchemy after the foundation was established.Sometimes he would complain, but he was lucky to be able to practice, and it was useless to think about it.

That is, not long after he reshaped his spiritual roots... his parents passed away, and almost all the elders and disciples of the Demon Sect were gone.

At that time, it coincided with the battle between the righteous and the demons, and the riots of those monsters who had not yet developed their spiritual wisdom, and even the demons from outside the territory appeared.

It was a really scary time.

Just remembering, he felt chills all over his body.

Thinking of this, Gu Yifei sighed again.

After exhaling all his breath, he felt much more comfortable and forced all these troubles back into the depths of his mind.

Some time ago, the church picked up a group of young people with outstanding aptitude. He had to work hard to earn more spirit stones and train those little guys to succeed him as suzerain.At that time, he will be able to dig a cave in the back mountain to experience the leisurely feeling of retreating for hundreds of years!

The energetic Gu Yifei, smelling the fragrance in the room, stood up slowly.

Walking to the tripod, lifted the lid, bent down slightly, and gently fanned the fragrance in his direction with his free hand.

When I smell it, I feel that the taste of this soup must be very sweet.

Gu Yifei raised the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up a large spoon at the side, scooped up a few handfuls of thick white soup, and took a look at the red bones inside, then picked up the small white jade bowl at the side, and slowly filled half of it A bowl of soup goes in.

Putting the soup bowl on the pear wood table at hand, he waved his hand to extinguish the spirit fire under the three-legged tripod.

The lid continued to be covered and the soup was stuffy, Gu Yifei picked up the small white jade bowl containing the soup, and continued to sit back on the rocking chair.

After shaking the soup in the bowl, he waited until the temperature of his fingertips was about the same, and then he drank it in small sips.

As the thick white soup entered his stomach, the aura in his body was also mobilized, slowly flowing through his meridians with warmth.

Over and over again, finally gathered at his dantian, and gently brushed his golden elixir.

This soup is done.

Gu Yifei seemed to see countless spirit stones turning around in front of his eyes.

The aura in the Jindan period can be mobilized, and it has been cycled more than once. This soup is really good.

"Little Lord."

Gu Yifei noticed the movement at the door, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Come in."

The person who came was Jin Zhuo, the right elder of the Wan Mo Sect. He was dressed in a white robe, but he was very aggressive.

"A month later, the lotus viewing will be held as usual."

"Oh? Didn't you say that the twelve rosettes were stolen? Why are you still in the mood to do it?" Gu Yifei said as he walked to the tripod, filled a small white jade bowl with soup, turned around and handed it to the tripod. Jin Zhuo behind him said, "Try it."

Jin Zhuo took Tang and replied, "The rumor is wrong."

"Regardless of whether it is true or not, this time Xizhou is going to be lively. Konglei Temple has spread this false news for so long, and I don't know what it means. It's lively, and we can make a small profit. Usually there is no How many people are willing to come."

After speaking, Gu Yifei laughed.

The more chaos the better, the more chaos there are, the more people there are, and the more people there are, the more spirit stones they can earn!

The lotus viewing event held once every 100 years in Konglei Temple is a grand ceremony in the cultivation world, and even monks from other worlds, big and small, will go to great lengths to attend.

After all, the small world after the opening of the Twelve Lotus Thrones can sharpen the state of mind and...face the inner demons and even eliminate the terrible inner demons.Leaving aside the former, the latter's opportunity for the inner demon is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Along the way of longevity and immortality, who can live without some demons?

A hundred years ago, Gu Yifei also went to join in the fun, and then was kept alive in the small world and repeatedly experienced the demons for more than a month.

For more than a month, he seemed to have lived his entire life.The feeling of being sucked out of the spiritual root is not at all pleasant.

Speaking of which, the Twelve Lotus Seats are also a legendary Buddhist sacred artifact.

The legend of this sacred artifact is not that it is a world of its own, nor is it that it can rub the demons for its own use, but that the conditions for opening it are too 'harsh'.

The Buddhist cultivators who need five hundred foundation-building stages, thirty golden elixir stages, ten nascent soul stages, and one out-of-body stage... recite the Lotus Sutra of Konglei Temple wholeheartedly for three days and three nights. Only the rosette will open up that small world.

Gu Yifei was quite curious who would really be bored to steal this holy artifact.

Although bald monks are not difficult to find, there are not so many great monks who sincerely return to the salvation of sentient beings.

Putting all these doubts aside for now, the most important thing right now is to make arrangements for earning spirit stones in advance.

"I have to think about what to prepare, well, you go back and hunt some red birds, so that I can practice more Huiyuan Dan..."

Jin Zhuo listened to these words quietly, and slowly drank the soup in his hand.

Wan Mozong is becoming less and less like Mozong, and the days of walking on the blood of thousands of people are getting farther and farther away from him.

I don't know if it's good or bad.

Maybe it's good.

After Gu Yifei muttered a lot, Xu felt that it was useless to discuss these things with the other party, so he looked at Jin Zhuo who was not far away and said, "You take care of this pot of spiritual food soup, and I will go to Xunlin Discuss and discuss first."

His left elder, Fu Linchu, is still very capable in earning spirit stones, and he usually comes up with excellent ideas.In this barren West Continent, they forced them to make a fortune after another.

Thinking of this, he went out to find Elder Zuo.

As soon as he walked into the yard, he ran into Fu Linchu who was furious.

"Who messed with you again?" Gu Yifei stepped forward, looking at the other person's face, he already had some confidence in his heart.

"It's not that bald donkey on the opposite side. I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes to meet such a wine and meat monk who competes with me all day long!"