The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

"Senior brother, I don't have any spirit stones, but there are tens of thousands of soul stones, all of which can be given to senior brother, but I have to trouble senior brother with one thing."

The Xia family's monthly rule is [-] soul stones, although I don't know how many are in the God and Demon Palace, but a few times more is always enough.

The quail egg choked. He could only receive [-] soul stones a month in the Gods and Devils Palace. Tens of thousands of soul stones are equivalent to several months of food storage. However, Du Feng’s request for such a serious matter must be something important, so he was a little hesitant. .

"Tell me what's going on first." Brother Quail Egg gritted his teeth and asked if the temptation of money was greater.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, but what should I do if my badge is lost?" Just now, Du Feng found that the badge was used everywhere, almost equivalent to an ID card. Without it, people would be suspicious.

I don't know how long I will stay in the God and Devil Palace, I'd better make one, in fact, I can wait for the selection to get the waist card openly, but Du Feng can't wait, he sees a business opportunity, how could he let it go.

"So that's what happened." Brother Quail Egg was relieved. He was timid, like a quail, he didn't dare to cause trouble for himself, commonly known as being afraid of trouble, so if what Du Feng said was troublesome, he would be ashamed as soon as he said it. run.

"It's fine to get another one after losing the waist card, but are you a disciple of our God and Demon Palace?" Brother Quail Egg looked him up and down.

Waist badges are like life, this is common sense, every disciple knows, because it not only represents status, but also records merit points, merit points are equivalent to money, no one will lose waist badges.

Merit points are a bit similar to Du Feng's Xiaotiandi system. His original intention is to store them in the card, and then he is a bank. Usually, when others don't spend money, most of the money is still in his own pocket.

"Of course I am." Knowing that it aroused his suspicion, Du Feng hurriedly made it up, "Actually, I know that my badge is not lost, but stolen.

You also know that some people are jealous. I often go in and out of here because of my medical skills. Okay, those senior brothers may turn their faces anytime and anywhere, and they will be dragged down and beheaded at any time. Do you think it's easy for me? "

Du Feng had a bitter look on his face, but still gained some sympathy. Brother Quail Egg patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Brother understands you, well, it's getting dark, let's go get the badge."

Du Feng was very grateful, "Thank you, brother."

This guy is really foolish, so I believed it, and really took him to the deacon's office, but probably out of caution, or because he didn't want to have a relationship with Du Feng, he waited at the door and didn't go in, "Junior brother, here It's the office."

The deacon's office is a tall building, more like a tower, with four corners curved upwards, and exquisite patterns carved on it. Brother Quail Egg stood not far away, and did not leave, his eyes looked at Du Feng's savings bag intentionally or unintentionally.

Du Feng understood, and handed the bag of soul stones to Brother Quail Egg, "Brother, is there anything else you want to explain?"

Brother Quail Egg flipped through the savings bag and found that the amount was correct. He breathed a sigh of relief, "Actually, it's nothing, but you must have a waist card before for a reissue, otherwise you won't be able to reapply."

After he finished speaking, he was afraid that Du Feng would get angry, so he quickly ran away with the savings bag. He didn't say anything at first, because he was afraid that Du Feng was a fake. He didn't have a disciple uniform or a waist card. A sum is a sum.

Du Feng couldn't laugh or cry, was he cheated?

However, he actually had a vague guess in his heart, just like an ID card, the original information must be checked for a reissue.

Du Feng was also bold, and ran to make up for it if he didn't have anything, because he was rich.

Money can turn the devil around.

Du Feng swaggered into the hall of deacons, a bit like the previous public security bureau or executives, but he didn't look easy to get along with anyway.

The deacon hall is very large, and the business includes receiving tasks, sending tasks, exchanging merit points, and so on.

In order not to attract people's attention, Du Feng walked to the corner window, where there was a boyish white-haired man working with his eyes squinted.

"Elder, I want to reissue the waist card." Du Feng approached and whispered.

The deacons here are all elders, generally called deacon elders.

"Call me uncle." The man didn't lift his head.

uncle?

What a strange hobby, it looks quite young, and its appearance is also quite high, making the uncle feel old.

But after practicing for a few years, I haven't seen anything strange. Maybe this guy is really an old man, hundreds of years old.

Du Feng nodded, "Master, I want to reissue the waist card."

"What?" The old man raised his head and listened carefully.

"I want to get a replacement badge?"

"You want a tonic bottle?"

"Reissue the waist card!" Du Feng increased his voice.

"A tonic bottle?"

"Fix-waist-card!" Du Feng spoke even louder.

"What do you mean by tonic bottle? Why can't I understand?"

Du Feng: "..."

"Master, are you deaf?"

"What? How dare you say I'm deaf?" The old man swung his cane and hit him.

Du Feng: "..."

Is this true deafness or false deafness?

I just talked about it for a long time and didn't hear it, but I heard a bad word about him?

"Master, I'm re-doing the waist card. The waist card is not the tonic bottle. I have the medicine bottle. The waist card!" Du Feng gestured to hang it on his waist.

The uncle was furious, "My good fellow, you still dare to bribe me!"

Du Feng: "..."

He had a newly taken out savings bag hanging on his waist, and the position of the waist tag happened to be the position of the savings bag, which looked like he was referring to the savings bag to bribe the uncle.

But sir, you really misunderstood, I did not intend to bribe you.

"Master, I'm just making up a waist card. I really didn't want to bribe you. Make up a waist card!" Du Feng made a gesture the size of a waist card with both hands.

The uncle was even angrier, "Well, you have the guts, and you still want to bribe me!" He turned to ask curiously, "Is there really such a big soul stone?"

Du Feng: "..."

What a crime I suffered when I stepped on a horse!

"Master, I don't have such a big soul stone, and I'm not here to bribe you, I'm just here to make up a waist card, a waist card! A waist card!" Du Feng was going crazy.

Why is the young man deaf?

"Damn!" He couldn't help but swear.

"How dare you scold me!" The uncle raised his crutch and hit him again in the air.

Du Feng: "..."

Simply unlovable.

"Master, are you really deaf or fake deaf?"

"If you dare to suspect that I am deaf again, I will beat you!"

Du Feng: "..."

Sure enough, it is false deafness.

"Master, I beg you to let me go, I'm just making up for a waist card!" Du Feng's heart was broken.

It happened that someone at the window next to him finished his work and left. Du Feng was overjoyed and hurried over to do the work.

As soon as he left, the old man became unhappy, stuck his head out and hit him with a cane, "Come back! Don't even think about leaving until you finish your business today!"

"..."

Du Feng hurriedly called the elder at the other window to handle it for him, "Please hurry up, elder, I will make up a waist card."

The uncle couldn't call him back, so he began to knock on the elder who was working at the next table, "If you dare to make up for him, I will knock you to death!"

Du Feng: "..."

"Don't any of you make up for him. If anyone dares, I'll beat him to death!" Finally, the uncle looked at Du Feng proudly.

Du Feng: "..."

God, earth, where did this ghost come from?

He could only go back to the window of the uncle, "Master, please do it for me."

"I didn't hear what you said clearly." The uncle raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

He has white hair and white eyebrows, and even the eyelashes are white. At first glance, he looks a bit like leukemia. His skin is pale and bloodless, like a piece of ceramics. The surface is smooth and reflective. His eyebrows and eyes are unexpectedly exquisite. .

Du Feng rolled his eyes, "I didn't hear clearly who asked the other elders not to make up for me just now?"

The old man looked at him with a half-smile, "I'm old, can't I just forget about it?"

Du Feng felt helpless, "I'm really in a hurry, sir, can you stop teasing me?"

"It's as if I'm deliberately embarrassing you."

Du Feng: "..."

Don't you just make things difficult for me on purpose?

"Okay, okay, what are you going to do?" The old man became serious, "Let me tell you first, I don't have a tonic bottle here!"

In Du Feng's heart, 1 mud horses galloped past, suppressing his anger and patiently said, "Reissue the waist card."

"What's your name?" This time the uncle finally understood.

"Wang Xiaoming." To be on the safe side, Du Feng chose a more pertinent name. This name is so popular that there are likely to be many people with the same name.

It's time to borrow someone else's identity.

"Wang Xiaohong, wait for me to look through it."

"It's Wang Xiaoming!" Du Feng emphasized.

"Why so loud? Do you think I can't hear you!" The old man was furious, and picked up his crutches to hit him again.

Du Feng had already been beaten by him, so he raised his hand to block it, "Master, I was wrong, Wang Xiaohong is Wang Xiaohong, sir, hurry up."

The old man calmed down, "It's not too bad, Wang Xiaohong."

"Yes, I am." Du Feng quickly agreed.

"Why don't you look like a woman?" The old man looked him up and down, "Where's the breasts?"

"Here, here." Du Feng quickly held up his unwarranted chest.

Damn it, a woman is a woman. Anyway, when I ask, I will say that the uncle made a mistake.

"Don't you have long hair? How did it become short?" the uncle continued to ask.

"Master, I cut my hair." Du Feng tried to explain, "Isn't it troublesome to have long hair? I thought about getting in the way, so I cut it."

The uncle nodded, and then asked again, "No, why is your voice so thick? I remember you used to be very thin."

"Master~ Is that so?" Du Feng choked his throat and shouted.

Damn chicken, who is this person, his grandma has such a leg, so difficult to serve.

"Has your voice been beaten? It's so ugly." The uncle gave him a contemptuous look, "Which peak is it from?"

"It's from Lin Xishan." Du Feng didn't care too much, as long as it can be done well.

"Aren't you from Qingcui Mountain? Why did you run to Linxi Mountain?"

"Qingcui Mountain can't go on anymore." Du Feng said loudly, "Go to Linxi Mountain to make a living."

"Tsk tsk tsk." The old man shook his head, "You, you, you are worthless, Qingcui Mountain can't get along, isn't Lin Xishan even more difficult?"

"I can't help it, I have to try." Du Feng and the uncle made up.

It also depends on how good-looking this uncle is, and his voice is nice, otherwise, who would want to suffer such humiliation.

"Okay, it's almost ready." The uncle finished reading the book and glanced at Du Feng, "Hey, why are your breasts gone again?"

"Here, here." Du Feng hurriedly maintained the posture of hugging his chest, and his clothes bulged into two big bags.

"Okay sir?"

"En." The uncle nodded, handed him a waist badge, and finally asked, "Why aren't you wearing a disciple's uniform?"

"I lost my disciple's clothes and the badge together." Seeing that the uncle got the badge for him without spending a penny, he had a better temper and answered the uncle patiently.

"That's it." The uncle pondered for a moment, "Come with me, and I will bring you a set."

Du Feng couldn't wait for it, "Thank you, sir."

The uncle finally did a good deed, and he didn't pretend that he didn't understand.

Du Feng followed him and went to the small room next to him. There was a lot of mess in it, and the uncle rummaged through it to find out a set of neat student clothes.

Du Feng unfolded it and took a look. It was a red and white stitched dress. It looks good, but he said, "Did you take it wrong? It's for women?"

"Aren't you a woman?" The uncle glared at him.

"My lord, I was wrong. These are men's clothes. I am a woman. Please change them for me." Du Feng put it another way.

"Really?" The uncle looked at it, "That's right, it's this set."

"Master, I made a mistake. The slit is so high, it must be worn by men."

The uncle turned his head, "I can't see it, so I didn't deliberately give you the wrong one."

Du Feng: "..."

"Master, I beg you. I'm still young, so I'd be shy wearing such clothes." Du Feng refused to let go.

The uncle was annoyed by what he said, so he hit him with a cane.

Du Feng hid twice, saw no one around, so he stopped hiding, and asked another question, "Master, what is your cultivation level?"

"can not hear."

"Master, how high is your cultivation?" Du Feng increased his volume.

"What? You still want to hit me?"

"That's right." Du Feng gritted his teeth, "I can't help it."

When he went up and punched, the old man dodged around, "Well, you dare to hit the old man, you don't respect the old and love the young at all."

"Respecting the old and loving the young is what ordinary people do. I'm an ordinary person." Du Feng continued to sweep at the old man with fists and palms.

The old man shouted that he was old, but in fact his movements were so flexible that Du Feng doubted whether he was really an old man, and he didn't sacrifice a soul beast from the beginning to the end, but he was able to keep up with his speed.

There are usually two situations. First, he, like Du Feng, has practiced the skills of the realm of self-cultivation. Second, his cultivation is superb, far beyond Du Feng's imagination.

Under normal circumstances, every time you advance, speed, eyesight, and five senses will follow. Although the changes in the world of gods and beasts are smaller than those in the realm of cultivation, if this person is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage, the difference can be evened out, so Du Feng didn't like to fight, and ran out after getting another male disciple's uniform.

"Thank you for your generosity, sir, for giving me the disciple uniform."

Du Feng still didn't forget to laugh while running, "Your old legs and feet are not good, so don't send it away, the disciple will go first."

The old man yelled angrily behind him, "Stinky boy, just wait for me, one day you will beg me for help!"

Du Feng ignored him, and ran out of the hall of deacons in twos and twos, and changed into the male disciple's uniform stolen by the squirrel. Just now, while pretending that he couldn't bear to attack the old man, he released the squirrel to steal the student's uniform.

Fortunately, Dungeon was clever, and he stole a black and white male student uniform, which was also worn by Senior Brother Quail Egg, and Senior Brother Quail Egg's cultivation level was comparable to his, so he must have taken it right.

After Du Feng changed into it, he was full of energy and looked handsome. One white and one green earrings shone brightly, which was particularly obvious in the black hair.

"It's like a different person. It seems that I have to dress up more when I have nothing to do in the future. Otherwise, standing with the grandfather will not look like a lover but a slave." Du Feng asked the squirrel to hold up the mirror and take a closer look. Look, I set off for Linxi Mountain only after I found out that it was good.

The address waist card has it, and it is clear at a glance when you scan it in with your spiritual sense. Brother Quail Egg used it just now.

People in the world of gods and beasts cultivate their souls, and their spiritual thoughts are very strong. The restrictions on this waist card are also relatively strong, and Du Feng almost didn't open it.

The waist card is a good thing. Du Feng thought about it and immediately showed his own position. In addition to his own position, there are seven peak positions, similar to Linxi Mountain, Qingcui Mountain, Baiming Mountain, etc. Linxi Mountain the closest.

Du Feng tried other functions, and found that this waist card can also accept tasks, post tasks, or communicate with other people, check the news of the day and so on.

"Isn't this just another phone?"

The mobile phone can also post posts, accept tasks, add other people's friends, and check the news of the day.

"I didn't expect the Palace of Gods and Demons to be quite developed." Du Feng sighed quite a bit.

It is true, because of the need, the earth created the mobile phone, so don't other worlds need it?

They must also need it, so they created another thing that is similar to a mobile phone.

Just like taking a bath, people on earth create shower gel and soap for cleanliness, and people in the realm of self-cultivation create amulets and pure white water for cleanliness.

The jade has the function of purification, and all the dust and grease will have nowhere to hide under the jade.

There are many other examples, especially daily necessities, such as airplanes. For people in the world of beasts and beasts, people on earth can actually create airplanes, which can be driven with oil. Don't be too miraculous.

But for people on earth, it shouldn't be too miraculous that monks can actually create spaceships that can be opened with spirit stones.

In short, everyone has needs, and if there is a need, someone will develop it. This waist card is probably one of them.

Du Feng found the address of Lin Xishan, and went up with Pterosaur Dundishu, and met many people along the way, and everyone who met him would nod and bow, calling him senior brother.

Du Feng realized the benefits of black clothes.

No wonder those guards didn't stop senior brother Quail Egg when he was in the garden, it turned out that he was really a senior brother.

Although he is timid, he can make money, and he is also clever. It is not surprising that he can get into that position.

Du Feng is also timid, knows how to make money, and is clever. He has also mixed up to this point, although he has a lot of moisture.

Speaking of it, I would like to thank the deaf uncle, although he is unreliable, he has been given the status of a female disciple, but if he doesn't show his waist card, who knows?

There are tens of thousands of disciples in the Palace of Gods and Demons, it is impossible for someone to recognize everyone, right?

Du Feng climbed up Linxi Mountain in a grand manner. The Palace of Gods and Demons is very large, divided into seven hills, surrounding the largest hill in the middle. The direction of this ranking is a bit like a huge formation, forming a translucent egg shell. Protect the entire palace of gods and demons firmly.

If someone wants to break through, this enchantment can kill him.

There is a spacious stone bridge between the hilltops, and the bottom is like a deep abyss, with puffs of white smoke blowing out.

Du Feng grabbed it curiously, and found that the white smoke was as warm as a person's exhaled breath.

Good guy, if there is really a monster exhaling under here, how big would it be?

Du Feng measured it with his eyes, and the palace of gods and demons is so big that it is boundless. If one mountain is thousands of miles away, the seven hills plus the one in the middle are at least ten thousand miles away. A monster tens of thousands of miles away lurks below. What is the concept?

So he must be overthinking.

The smoke is probably generated by the special environment.

Du Feng continued to walk forward, and there were more and more people, and the colors of the disciples' uniforms were also different.

There are red and white ones, similar to the one the uncle gave him, there are black and white ones, blue and white ones, and green and white ones.

Black and white will salute like red and white, blue and white and green and white will salute like black and white.

According to the arrangement, Du Feng probably understands that the green and white disciple uniforms are the lowest outer disciples, they are only encountered in the periphery, and the more you go inside, the less you see them, and then the blue and white disciples.

Lanbai should be an inner disciple, black and white should be a true disciple, red and white should be an elite disciple, good guy, the clothes you are holding are actually true disciples.

This status is a bit high, and the chance of being discovered is also high. Du Feng was a little anxious, but he quickly forgot about it, and asked someone about the uncle's situation.

I just offended someone, so I have to know if he has any background, what if I can't afford to offend him?

Du Feng found out that it was an inner sect disciple. As soon as the disciple saw him, he immediately asked, "What do you want me, brother?"

Du Feng carefully stared into his eyes to prevent him from lying, "Let me ask you, who is the deaf elder with a childlike face and white hair who likes to be called uncle in the deacon's hall?"

The disciple suddenly chuckled, "It seems that the senior brother has also been recruited. That is not the elder, but Senior Brother Wang, the son of our head teacher."

"Wang Zibo?" This guy didn't practice well, so he came here to tease his disciples. It was really fun.

"That's right, senior brother Wang is good at everything, but he likes to make some small jokes, as long as senior brother gets used to it."

Du Feng was speechless, so that Wang Zibo knew everything, deliberately wrote him as a woman, and deliberately sent him women's clothing?

His expression was not right, the disciple guessed it, and comforted him, "Actually, Senior Brother Wang is a bit naughty, but he is generous, and the disciples who are teased by him will get generous compensation, which is not a loss."

Du Feng thinks about it carefully, it seems to be true, he is given a red and white elite disciple uniform, but it is a pity that it is worn by women, otherwise it would be perfect for ordinary people.

Du Feng was not very satisfied with this reward because he didn't want to cause high profile.

"By the way, is senior brother Wang a soul beast master or a beast exorcist?"

"Brother Wang cultivates both." The disciple replied honestly.

"Then can his monster be raised here?" Du Feng continued to ask.

"Naturally, Lin Xishan raises monsters from the entire sect." The disciple looked proud, and then realized something was wrong, "Brother, why do you ask this? Let me tell you, Brother Wang treasures his two-headed bird. If you do something to his two-headed bird, he will never let you go."

"Is it a two-headed bird?" Du Feng propped his chin in thought.

"Oh, I didn't say it, I didn't say it." The disciple hurriedly covered his mouth with a flustered expression.

Du Feng threw a few high-grade soul stones to him, "Okay, you can go back, if someone asks about today's affairs, just say you haven't seen me, you know?"

The disciple looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, brother."

Du Feng dismissed him, and went straight to the place he pointed out where the monsters were kept, with a wicked smile on his lips, thinking to himself.

"Today you tease me, tomorrow I will let you beg me, hehehe~"