Raiders mission is to breed to get rich

Cheng Xuzhi looked at his short hands and feet, and was stunned.

On the contrary, the subordinates next to him were happier than him.

They have already occupied the most comfortable, spacious and clean place in the chicken coop. Since the chicken coop was opened a few days ago and all the chickens can move freely throughout the mountain, this chicken coop has become the stronghold of the monster race .

Even the Kong Diao and other bird tribes that were originally planned to be stocked in the bamboo forest also came over and guarded the periphery.At this moment, they immediately felt a slight abnormal change in the respected person.

The white peacock flapped its wings happily on the blue bird's head: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, you have transformed from a demon body into a human body. It seems that the restoration of mana is just around the corner."

Normally, the blue bird would have to worry about the white peacock's wing that seems to be avenging the public and pretending to be an accident, but now he really has no energy left to think about it, and he is immersed in crying with joy: "Wooooow, that's great Your Majesty, this I'm relieved, you don't know, how worried I am that you will be snatched away by that dog leg for an extra meal..."

Cheng Xuzhi: "..."

Realizing that he was talking about Ergou who came to inspect every day and found the little red chicken distasteful for some reason, Cheng Xuzhi twitched the corner of his mouth.

The white peacock was very good at observing words and expressions, and immediately gave the blue bird another wing, interrupting his cries with physical attacks.

Kong Diao, who had just sneaked in from outside, was very steady, and even nodded his head in salute: "Your Majesty, what should we do now? It will be much safer if you can transform into a human form. Now is the best time for us to leave the Sanshan Sect."

They all looked towards the peak at the same time, and the sleeping white fur ball in the guest room shivered in a dream.

"That's right, that chickadee will go down the mountain tomorrow. If we can let him take us away, the mountain guard formation and the sect formation outside the mountain will not be activated. Leave." The white peacock was thoughtful.

"I just want to condescend..." Pretending to be a chicken.

Cheng Xuzhi's eyes sparkled, his expression unclear: "I'm not in a hurry to go down the mountain."

All the subordinates looked at each other in confusion.

Qingniao even thumped in his heart, thinking very hard, could it be that His Majesty is too happy to leave?

Turning around and stepping on the comfortable straw mat under the feet, feeling the continuous heating and the fragrant smell of spiritual rice in this house, Qingniao comforted herself sadly:

That's all, who can resist such a temptation?

His Majesty is still young...

"What are you thinking about?" Until His Majesty's immature but majestic voice sounded, interrupting the random thoughts of the birds, "You can just go down the mountain, I have my own plan, I want to find an opportunity to stay here."

Everyone stood politely with their heads down, not daring to speculate on Feng Zun's thoughts, but they still insisted: "If Your Majesty wants to stay, we must stay to protect you!"

It seems that the peaceful days in this chicken coop will have to wait for a while before ushering in.

In the eyes of the birds, Master Fengzun, who is scheming and strategizing, is thinking about the system task object Ming Ke who is close to him, and Ming Ke, the heartless master who has a lot of fate with him.

"Hmph, didn't you show up? Did it go so smoothly that you even forgot what you were supposed to do?" Cheng Xuzhi twirled a piece of grass and said softly.

The subordinates were silent like cicadas, not daring to breathe.

Cheng Xuzhi: That guy Sinan forgot the basic responsibility of raising chickens!snort!

He vigorously condemned Sinan's irresponsible behavior in his heart. Even though he realized that the other party might be using monk methods such as Jade Soul to monitor him, he was still very dissatisfied with Sinan's behavior of not coming to see him...they in person.

He is not the one in the last world who personally treated patients with needles.

It's not that he met all requirements in the last world.

This man, he's gone.

Cheng Xuzhi squeezed the grass stem in his hand, clapped his hands, and made a final decision: "That's it, you stay here. Call that fat white man tomorrow morning."

Thinking of what he had heard from the disciples discussing before, he already knew what kind of identity he should look for.

Sinan felt that the conclusion of this long-term cooperation business was a peace of mind for him, and a good thing for this long-tailed tit demon, but it was also a good thing for easing the relationship between the East and the West and finding a new way of life. The peaceful development method is also a good attempt.

There are many ways to make the poor looters stop the war. Assimilating the other side, making the other side rich, and turning the Western Continent into a second Eastern Continent, a place where even cultivators can live, is a long-term solution.

But, since they are all good things, why did the long-tailed tit, which was happy last night, look nervous this morning?

It wasn't until the other party was about to go down the mountain that Sinan heard the fat man stammering his request: "Mr. Huan Yan, can I take a few chickens from you to test the market first?"

Sinan was stunned, then nodded easily: "Of course, it's a good idea."

They stopped at the chicken coop they had visited yesterday, and the chubby man saluted gratefully, picked out a few fat and healthy hens, seemed to hesitate for a while, and then clicked on a small red pompom in the corner.

Ergou frowned when he saw it, it was the chicken he gave to the master as an extra meal.

He didn't know why, but he was always fussing over a chicken for no reason, so he asked unhappily, "That's still a chicken, what market would want such a small one?"

The chubby man's eyes were fixed on the little chicken, as if he was reluctant to move away, he paused for a while before turning around, smiling while wiping off his sweat: "I, this is what I want from my heart, but I don't want it. I know if I have offended Lord Huan Yan..."

Hearing that he hesitated and couldn't give a reason, Ergou's eyes became more suspicious.

On the other hand, Mingke, after coughing next to him, looked at the fat man with steady eyes, took Ergou's hand, and said to Sinan: "Master, I don't think he has any other intentions, why don't you just give it to him?" ?”

Sinan had no idea, but felt a little regretful. The breed of this chick is unknown, and maybe a hybrid chicken can be bred in the future.

But now, it's better to comfort this poor partner first, look at him, he is almost out of shape with fright.

Sinan agreed to him.

So, carrying three or four hens and carefully carrying a small red ball in his arms, the fat man went down the mountain under the escort of law enforcement disciples from the Sanshan School.

Seeing his figure gradually go away, Ming Ke showed a wise smile that sees through everything: "Ergou, look at you, you can't see this at all."

Ergou: "???"

Mingke: "Look at the original shape of that chubby man, isn't he similar to that little red dumpling? When I fainted in the chicken coop yesterday, I saw him falling on the feet of little red dumpling, and today I'm staring at him again , it can be seen that it is love at first sight!"

Ergou suddenly realized: "Sure enough, the little master is smart!"

Sinan nodded as if he was convinced, and then found out strangely: "Why are the chickens so noisy today?"

Several chickens under the feet were chattering loudly, and they didn't know what they were talking about, which was strange.

Actually...

"Go away, our lord will not take a fancy to that dead fat ball."

"Sure enough, there are no good people under Huan Yan's seat, bah!"

"...Wait, why did your lord say that he would not go down the mountain, but in the end it became the only one who went down the mountain?"

"..."

"..."

"My lord—when will you come back!"

……

He came to protect his lord, but watched his lord leave from under his nose, and only his subordinates of the monster clan who fell into the enemy camp were in a mess.

Two days later, Jianxiu, who had chosen his disciples, came back from outside the mountain and brought back a group of young children who were looking around curiously.

They will be the latest batch of outer disciples of the Sanshan Sect.

Among them was a boy, dressed in red with a calm face, who stood out from the group of children.Although he is a descendant of mortals selected outside the city, he unexpectedly possesses excellent talent and is the best among this group of outer disciples.

What's even more rare is that he has never seen the power of the sect, but he still maintains peace in the novel environment around him.

He is a good young swordsman.

The inner disciple who leads the team is the apprentice of Yuan Ruo Zhenren. Yuan Ruo Zhenren is still the senior brother of the master in terms of seniority. He is a very stubborn old man who is devoted to studying kendo.

When the disciples who led the team saw the boy in red, they couldn't help seeing Lie Xinxi, and said to the juniors next to him, "I think there might be one of them who is my junior."

The junior brother was very envious: "I probably guessed who the senior brother was talking about. He is the child with the best bones after being selected several times. What's more rare is that he comes from an ordinary background but is so calm. He is born to hold a sword. "

The children also know how to read words and expressions, and they more or less know that this boy in red surnamed Cheng must have a bright future.

A boy in a brocade and Tsing Yi who came from a cultivator family stepped forward and saluted politely like his father and brother: "Brother Cheng."

"Brother Cheng" sat cross-legged on the cloud boat, nodded and gave him a look.

The boy became excited in an instant, and he couldn't explain what was going on. After being glanced at by this handsome, arrogant and silent "Brother Cheng", he felt that he had received a great affirmation, which was better than being rewarded in front of his father. Be happy too.

Vaguely, he felt that "Brother Cheng" was even stronger than his father.

So, the boy swallowed, obviously in the eyes of others, "Brother Cheng" was very indifferent, but he still approached enthusiastically and chatted: "Brother Cheng, do you want to enter the inner sect? My father told me that I must find a chance to enter the inner sect." Only by gaining the favor of real people can we have a future."

"Ah."

"Then how much does Brother Cheng know about Inner Master Daoist? I know that the person leading this time is the disciple of Yuan Ruo Daoist. Maybe Brother Cheng is lucky enough to become Yuan Ruo Daoist's disciple."

"It's no use."

"Brother Cheng has his own ideas? Hey, me too. I admire Lord Huan Yan the most..."

The boy's eloquent introduction stopped.

Because he found that when he said the name of "Huan Yanjun", "Brother Cheng" suddenly became very strange, as if there were sharp swords in his eyes, he looked him up and down, and then withdrew.

...What's going on, I feel like Brother Cheng dislikes me.

Finally, "Brother Cheng" frowned slightly, and whispered, "He will definitely accept me."

"Who is he?

The boy stayed where he was puzzled.

What he didn't understand was why Brother Cheng was so sure that the other party would want him?

When Yun Chuan arrived at the sect, after washing up, everyone first got their clothes from the disciples of the outer sect, and then prepared to eat.According to the rules, after they had their meal, they would arrange for the elders and real people to select their own disciples to enter the inner sect at night.The rest of the children first entered the outer sect to study together, and after a year, they selected the inner sect disciples.

When the children put on their clothes, they looked like disciples of the Sanshan School, and they also had this sense of identity and pride.This mood reaches its peak when eating.

"Little guys, you are very lucky today. I heard that there are new disciples getting started. Ling Jifeng specially gave everyone dozens of very fat chickens for extra meals, and gave them recipe instructions. The elders and real people are not as lucky as you !" The master knocked on the spoon, and his voice was transmitted to the dining hall under the urging of his true energy.

Those experienced outer disciples instantly cheered up: "It's the spirit chicken bestowed by Lord Huanyan!"

"That's great, I've heard from Neimen Senior Brother that the spirit chicken on Huanyanjun Mountain tastes so good..."

"You listened to his nonsense. Only the real elders have tasted it. Can he eat it?"

"Well, then his master is also an elder in the sect, maybe he has tasted it."

"Hey, even if he tastes it, it's not as good as ours this time, but he really tasted it..."

……

When the new kid heard it, his face flushed with excitement.

Only Cheng Xuzhi held the rice bowl calmly.

Forget it, the first batch of chickens should be out of the market, so eat them like this...

He suddenly felt a little worried that he saw a subordinate's wings or thighs in the rice bowl.

Because of his cute looks, Cheng Xuzhi got a pot of outstanding food from the chef's dangling spoon under the envious eyes of the outer brothers.

The other little disciples had already sat down, and they were feasting and talking about "how about our Sanshan sect", the atmosphere of unity and friendship reached its climax.

"It is said by the folks that this spirit chicken is eaten to commemorate this great war." The little disciple next to him ate his mouth full of oil, "Huh, I eat this chicken, just like eating the descendants of that Feng Zun's monster beast. With the courage of sword repair.

"That's right, even if Feng Zun sits in front of me, I will still learn from Huan Yanjun, and I will never die with him." The young disciple on the opposite side lashed out at Fang Qiu, and suddenly blushed under Cheng Xuzhi's silent and calm gaze, " Well, Brother Cheng, you think so?"

Cheng Xuzhi lowered his head, gently picked up a piece of meat and ate it: "That's right."

Feng Zun himself said harsh words, he wasn't afraid at all.

After finishing the meal, the younger disciples rested for a while, and after being familiarized with the place on the mountain by the leading disciples, they were led to meet the master and elders.

In the eyes of the children, Master Yuanchu is a dignified and loving person. After a few words of encouragement, the elders began to test the children and select their own disciples.

The young disciples looked around and didn't know which one was Lord Huan Yan, but Cheng Xuzhi frowned slightly and found that the other party was not there at all.

Thinking about it, it might be because he hasn't rested yet, has injuries on his body, and is not ready to come.

Cheng Xuzhi sighed slightly. In this way, he was not sure whether he would be accepted.

When it was his turn, under the surprised and expectant gaze of the elders, this calm and temperamental boy opened his mouth and said: "This disciple has not yet started cultivation, and he is best at the word 'controlling chicken' in his life."

The elders were confused, "Control the chicken"?

Yuan Ruozhen was very anxious, as if he saw his pre-appointed disciple suddenly lose the chain during the interview, and crazily gave him support: "Oh, this kid can really make jokes. Since he can get started, he must be talented."

The boy was very naive and ignorant, and explained very sincerely: "I don't know how to choose a disciple. I am the son of a mortal, and I don't know how to cultivate immortals. I have a talent for feeding chickens."

Feng Zun himself pretended to be stupid, and he didn't have the slightest psychological burden.

The elders were very depressed. Is this child not enlightened?

Sure enough, people can't be seen.

Only the head of the sect, stroked his beard for a while, and suddenly asked unexpectedly: "Then, tell me, what talent does this kid have in 'The Way of Controlling Chickens'?"

The elders looked at the head in amazement: Master head, are you crazy?

And the younger disciples below also looked at Cheng Xuzhi with puzzled eyes, and most of them were very sorry, feeling that Cheng Xuzhi's future was ruined by him.

Only Cheng Xuzhi suddenly smiled when he heard this.

Oh, he knows how to control chickens.

After Cheng Xuzhi used his "talent" to perform the talent of "making the chicken not dare to go east, and the chicken to lay eggs not dare to urinate", the headmaster laughed and immediately made a decision for his junior brother: "It's just right, This child is suitable for helping Junior Brother Huan Yan, why not send him to Ling Ji Peak as an inner disciple first!"

The elders suddenly realized that, thinking of the mountain with two or three kittens of Junior Brother Huan Yan, and his recent new hobby, they immediately looked at Cheng Xuzhi with heavy expectations:

"Boy, after you go, you should share your worries with Master Huan Yan."

"This kid is really lucky."

"It's still the master who knows how to teach students in accordance with their aptitude."

……

In the crowd, the younger brothers were still dazed until the end of the assessment. No one knew why Cheng Xuzhi was so lucky to become a member of the Huanyanjun Mountain. Although he was only an inner disciple, he was Huanyanjun!

Especially those children who already have the basics of sword practice, frequently look at this "mortal", very puzzled and envious.

Cheng Xuzhi calmly cut off a grass stalk in his hand.

These people don't know what Sinan really wants, so how could they be chosen?

Hmph, he said, he will definitely be accepted.

The author has something to say: Disciple [-]: I know eighteen basic sword moves!

Disciple [-]: I have excellent bones and excellent talents!

Cheng Xuzhi: I, Feng Zun, can feed chickens.

Sinan's eyes lit up: the third one, yes, it's you!

The headmaster nodded with satisfaction: Sure enough, I still know my junior brother.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Poetry and wine take advantage of the time;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：f29瓶；念忆减肥减肥27瓶；吃瓜群众24瓶；安10瓶；景兮2瓶；阿筝、艾尔家的猫头鹰、藜芦茅根、香蕉过敏1瓶；

In today's selection hall, you have a share of inner disciples!Are you going to Lingji Peak to feed the chickens?Or go to Lingji Peak to catch chickens?Or go to the cafeteria below Ling Jifeng to have sex?