Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 249 Full load to Yinhua
Jiu Jie rolled his eyes: "Then you can use my name, anyway, I want to take the things, all the charms belong to me, and you can divide the rest."

"Ahem, it doesn't matter if you take them all, Boss." Master Changsheng smiled apologetically.

"Okay, I'm in a hurry, let your disciples stay, and you leave one person to maintain order and barriers, and the rest hurry up to get things done." Jiu Jie waved his hand impatiently.

The ancestors knew that this little ancestor had made up his mind, and they all sighed. Originally, the people of Huayin Pavilion would not interfere for at least a hundred years in the face of Zhen Ziwei, but now they have to do it in advance. .

Several people looked at each other, and finally the four ancestors of Chaotian looked at Daoist Changsheng. Daoist Changsheng smiled wryly in his heart, understood the meaning of the few people, and said, "I'll stay."

There are naturally more benefits to copying the sect in person, but who makes oneself the weakest.

Daoist Changsheng stayed obediently, and Patriarch Chaotian left in a hurry after exhorting his disciples a few words.

"Come in one by one." Jiujie said to the elite disciples of several major sects outside the house and then closed the door.

Daoist Changsheng meditated at the door to maintain order, and the disciples entered the room one by one in a very orderly manner, with an average of one quarter of an hour. After entering and exiting once, the spiritual root was directly raised to a perfect quality by the Nine Precepts.

After all the disciples of the Zongmen in the inn had been promoted to their spiritual roots by Jiujie, the time went from night to morning.

Jiujie twisted his neck and came out of the room. The Daoist Changsheng who was meditating at the door stood up quickly, and all the sect disciples looked at Jiujie with admiration, including Yueji Xingtong, Fengjun Yuqie and other disciples of the sect. Xiang Jiujie's eyes are full of trust and admiration.

Jiu Jie knew that most of this was the result of the rules of the marrow washing pool, so he ignored them and walked downstairs to the inn.

Immortal Changsheng followed with a group of disciples.

"Why haven't Patriarch Chaotian and the others come back yet?" Jiu Jie asked.

"When I communicated with them, they were inspecting the treasure house of Yin Luo Sect." Changsheng Daoist replied.

"Damn, you all looked so reluctant last night. I didn't expect you to take the initiative to add extra food." Jiujie said speechlessly. The Yinluosan people were also miserable. Not to mention being killed by themselves, even the sect To be scratched.

"Oh, the world is going down." Jiu Jie sighed and shook his head, feeling that he was still too simple compared with these old monsters.

Daoist Changsheng smiled dryly and nodded.

Jiu Jie turned around and glanced at Li He among the disciples of the sect. As expected, Li He's expression was not very good, including Dao Zi Linye from Huayin Pavilion. The two of them stood together and felt very aggrieved. What happened to these ancestors? Er and the others had no choice but to smile when Jiujie looked over.

Jiu Jie also smiled at them and nodded, then turned around and patted Daoist Changsheng on the shoulder: "Tell them to hurry up."

"Boss, they are already on their way back." Master Changsheng replied with a smile.

"So fast?" Jiu Jie asked in surprise.

"Then, don't give Qiyaomen away from now on." Jiu Jie reminded Daoist Changsheng as if thinking of something.

He suddenly felt that even with the double insurance of the slave contract and the rules of the marrow washing pool, he still can't be too relieved of these old monsters. The door didn't have a contract with them, but it was left to Yanhe by him, and he was preparing to raise his future little spirit teeth in it.

"Boss has something to say first, how dare we, we will definitely help Senior Yanhe a lot." Immortal Changsheng promised immediately after hearing the words.

"Well, I really hate other people cheating on me." Jiu Jie said indifferently: "I left Yunzhou today, and I will definitely come back in the future."

"Don't worry, Boss, I will definitely remember your entrustment." Seeing Jiu Jie's serious face suddenly, Master Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little uneasy and apprehensive, and he hastily assured him.

"Alright, alright, let's have breakfast." Jiu Jie waved and walked downstairs.

Shao Yingjie, Mr. Huang, Kun Fan and others were sitting on the first floor. They almost didn't need to sleep. When they saw Jiu Jie came down with Changsheng Daoist, they all looked at Jiu Jie.

"Master, are you leaving today?" Shao Yingjie asked.

"Well, I'm leaving today." Jiujie nodded, glanced at Miao Shi, Yanniang, Yichen, Xiaosui and Xuan Xuanxuan were not there, knowing that they hadn't woken up yet.

"Yingjie, go buy breakfast." Jiujie said to Shao Yingjie.

"Ah? Do we still need to eat breakfast?" Shao Yingjie said in amazement, their practitioners have already fasted, eating the wind and drinking the dew, relying on spiritual energy is enough, eating is purely to satisfy the appetite, taste Just taste it.

"Uncle Miao and the others don't want to eat?" Jiu Jie said, "Can't we have a taste if we're not hungry?"

"Yes, yes, yes, master, I will go right away." Shao Yingjie nodded quickly, turned and left the inn.

After a while, Shao Yingjie came back, and with a wave of the storage ring in his hand, cages of buns and cups of morning tea appeared on the table in the inn.

Jiu Jie picked up a basket of steamed buns with a smile on his face, and ate it first.

"Hehe, I haven't eaten these morning meals for a long time." Mr. Huang also opened a basket of buns with a smile, took a sip of morning tea, and then picked up a bun and ate it.

"Eat all of you, if you don't eat it, it will be a waste." Jiujie said to Changsheng Zhenren and others.

"Hey, good boss." Daoist Changsheng immediately ate the buns, and even the disciples of the sect started to eat too.

Kun Fan looked at the steamed stuffed bun without the slightest interest. Seeing that everyone around him started eating, he silently took out a cup of dragon's blood from the storage ring and drank it.

The inn became lively, and Miao Shi upstairs led Yanniang out of the room sleepily.

Miao Shi yawned and said, "Stinky boy, I'm making trouble when I have to leave. I'm so old. I slept so late last night and was woken up early in the morning."

Yanniang smiled and took his hand: "It happens that I'm a little hungry too."

"Then let's go down and eat." Miao Shi suddenly changed from complaining to smiling.

"Master, good morning, Master." Yichen rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room, greeting Miao Shi and Yanniang.

After a while, Xiaosui and Xuan Xuanxuan also came out of their respective rooms.

Several people went downstairs, washed up and started to have breakfast with Jiujie and others.

"Xuanxuan, are you hungry? I picked this bun specially for you." Shao Yingjie came to Xuan Xuanxuan's side with a big basket: "Occasionally eat breakfast, it seems pretty good."

"Well, in fact, the life of a mortal is more interesting than that of a monk. A monk meditates for several years or even hundreds of years. How can a mortal know how to enjoy life like this." Xuan Xuanxuan smiled and picked up a bun and said with emotion.

Jiu Jie also carried a steamer to the table where Miao Shi, Yan Niang, Xiao Sui and Yi Chen were sitting.

Putting the steamer on the table, Jiu Jie looked at Miao Shi solemnly.

"Uncle Miao, I'm leaving, but I promise I will come back to see you soon." Jiu Jie said.

"You boy, what are you doing with this expression? I thought to myself that I'm still quite young. It's not a problem to live to be a hundred years old. You boy won't wait for 100 years to come back?" Miao Shi took a sip of morning tea, not knowing whether to laugh or cry looked at Jiujie.

"Uncle Miao, in my heart, you are a family member other than my master. It won't take 100 years or even ten years. I will definitely become the strongest existence. I will come back to see you." Jiujie said firmly.

(End of this chapter)