Master, you think too much

The three reward orders issued by Sangzi in Muyun City were accepted at the same time on the fifth day. At the same time, Canglan also sent news to Sangzi.

"What did Sect Master Canglan say?" Li Ming asked.

"He said that after careful investigation, he suddenly found that many historical slips of the Zongli were lost, and even changed..." Sang Zi sighed, "It seems that someone did it on purpose. Canglan is currently talking to the elders of the Zongli You guys are arguing about this... a group of old guys who cheat the younger generation!"

"Have some morals, Sang Zi," Li Ming couldn't help but smile, "You are the suzerain, and he is an elder anyway, even the great suzerain of Canglan should give them some points, right?"

"Who said that this deity belongs to the suzerain?" Sang Zi stopped him, "This deity has been appointed as the youngest elder in the history of Xiuyun Sect because of his meritorious service in destroying Mu Yunzong—please call this deity Elder Sangzi, thank you."

"The monk's face is undefeated... In fact, you are not much younger than those 'old guys'?" Li Ming said with a smile, "As far as I know, you have advanced to become the suzerain of the Xiuyun Sect more than 500 years ago... From this point of view, you are at least a thousand years old, right? Tsk tsk, you are not young."

"..."

How impolite, a man's age can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words...

Muyun City is still prosperous, the sky is shrouded in a slight mist, the shade of trees is lush, and the shadows of spirit grass can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys.

There are also delicious grilled fish, charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Sang Zi lay on Su Boli's shoulder, not wanting him to go.

"Master..." Su Boli's neck was tickled by Shizun's furry tail.

"Master, don't get excited. It's impolite to bring grilled fish to meet guests..." Su Boli tried to persuade, "I'll buy it when I get back."

"Master, do you want this?" Yanhu came back after buying several skewers of small fried fish, "It's a little hot, eat it later."

Su Boli had no choice but to take a bunch of fried small fish, and carefully glanced at the golden ink on Yanhu's neck.

Sangzi's identity is a bit ostentatious, this time he came out and asked Su Boli to get the spar from the guy who received the reward from Sangzi, and Yanhu turned into a human to take the spiritual fruit and spiritual grass.

Originally, Sangzi let Jin Mo go, but when Yanhu heard that this was interesting, he immediately grabbed Jin Mo seven inches away, forcing it to forcibly change into a human form and hang it around his neck.

Su Boli thought that if it wasn't for the fact that Jin Mo's cultivation was not as good as Yanhu, it would have swallowed the tiger long ago, right?

As soon as Su Boli entered the door, he saw the guy who had uncovered the reward order sitting on the small table.

Sangzi looked at him carefully.

This kid looks very young, and his cultivation seems to be no more than Foundation Establishment...

There is only one minion.

The boy who revealed the reward order kept a suitable smile and watched Su Boli take his seat, but when he saw Sangzi who was still chewing on fried fish and flicking his tail, his smile couldn't hold on.

Then, when he saw Yanhu casually walking in with gold ink hanging around his neck, he was on the verge of crying.

Sangzi watched this Jiji kid change his face amusedly, he is afraid of both snakes and cats... a little cowardly.

Sangzi wanted to tease him, so she jumped off the table from Su Boli's shoulder, stepped on the clean, smooth and clear-textured submerged wooden table, and walked slowly in front of him with graceful cat steps.

Kid Zhuji couldn't help but retreated back with the stool, as if what was walking towards him was not a small cat, but some kind of monster.

Sang Zi stopped in front of him, lay down on her side, spread her white, furry paws, revealing her pink and tender pads.

Su Boli's eyes were straightened.

The slender hind legs were slightly bent, and the two paws spread out were also retracted, pressed against the chin and held in front of the chest, revealing a section of fluffy, soft and snow-white belly and waist fur.The slender and beautiful curled up between the legs, and the big cat pupils stared innocently at the kid in front of him.

Su Boli took a deep breath, covered his face slightly with his cuffs, and roared in his heart that the master should turn around and flirt with his apprentice...

Jin Mo, the whole snake, was excited, thinking that Ming must let the little white cat spread its belly, so that he can lie down on it...

Facing Sangzi's provocative figure, the boy's face turned pale, his eyes were full of panic, as if lying in front of an evil spirit, and even a few beads of sweat ooze from his forehead.

As for this... Sang Zi is very depressed, this deity has teased you so much, if Su Boli would have rushed forward to beg to rub his belly... Cough.

"Ah-choo—" the boy rubbed his nose and sneezed.

Sang Zi was startled and hurriedly jumped up.

"Ah..." The kid almost hugged his head and curled up under the table, talking nonsense, "Don't bite me, don't eat me, don't scratch me... I don't have any sense of being disrespectful to you, I just sneezed Because I'm allergic to cat hair... ahh, don't eat me..."

How did the child's parents teach him?How can cats eat people?Today's cats don't even eat mice, how can they eat people...

Sangzi jumped on top of him, claws hooked on his clothes, unable to survive, raised his cat face and showed him a standard cat smile with four white fangs. Some white eyes fainted.

Su Boli arrested Master and brought him to justice. He pointed at Master's head and told him, "Don't scare him, we still have something to ask him."

Sang Zi immediately squatted down in Su Boli's arms.

Su Boli touched Sangzi's back, pretending to be calm and said, "Where is the reward? Did you bring it?"

"Bring it, of course I brought it!" Kid Zhuji nodded hurriedly, took out a gray storage bag embroidered with beautiful patterns, and poured three different spirit stones out of the storage bag.

"I have the six spirit stones you need here. I will give you three first. If it is a real spar and a top-quality spirit stone, we will trade the remaining three in a few days." Staring straight trembling.

Lingshi didn't know if it was true, Su Boli didn't understand this, but Sangzi in his arms nodded silently, and he also came out with a storage bag.

"Three top-grade spirit stones and one thousand top-grade spirit stones...is that okay?"

"Okay!" He nodded hurriedly.

"According to the reward order, one spar and one top-grade spirit stone are not enough. We will discuss in person. These thousand top-grade spirit stones are your reward... Tell me, who sent you here?" Su Bo Li's hand stroking the cat's fur stopped suddenly.

"Ah... What nonsense... No one, the spirit stone belongs to me... What are you doing?" Kid Zhuji hurriedly waved his hands, a little anxious to back away.

"Although these spirit stones are not so bad, they are not considered precious - they can only be regarded as unknown. How can you, who is afraid of cats and snakes, have the courage to open your mouth like a lion?"

Yanhu leaned forward, put his arm on the Jindan kid's shoulder, and said leisurely.

The golden ink on its neck slowly swam along its arm to coil around the neck of Kid Zhuji.

Kid Zhuji was about to cry, he felt cold and slightly rough to the touch, and the most frightening thing was that the snake was staring at his throat.

The sense of threat is already evident.

The Foundation Establishment boy's complexion was no longer pale but pale.

"Well...be careful what you say," Yanhu said leisurely while holding his chin. It took a cup, poured it with green tea, and pushed the green tea to Su Po.

Like Sangzi, it doesn't like tea either.

Kid Zhuji was so regretful that his intestines were green. If he had known that this kind of thing would happen to him, he would not have found a private room. Now he is like a turtle in a urn, flailing on all fours and unable to get up.

"Which sect's disciple? Leave a name." Yanhu said.

Kid Zhuji clenched his teeth and did not let go.

Yanhu smiled evilly...and said, "Don't think that I can't do anything if you don't tell me, I'll ask an artist to draw thousands of your face immediately, and paste them in the most prosperous places in Muyun City and other major cities... read below "Shameless stealing—this person stole ten of my best spirit stones"... You were instructed to sneak out, right? I don't know what your seniors, seniors, seniors, and uncles will think of you... Tut tut."

Kid Zhuji was dumbfounded, this guy is too shameless, isn't he?

Jin Mo on his neck slowly tightened his body, opened his mouth, and the scarlet letter was about to lick his neck.

The Jindan boy screamed, "I said, I said... I am a disciple of the Scarlet Cloud Sect, and my master is the second master of the Scarlet Cloud Sect..."

"... Oh?" ​​The grade is not low.

"...the second disciple of the second disciple under the sect."

"...That is the second disciple of the second disciple of the second sect master of the Scarlet Cloud Sect?" The corner of Yanhu's mouth twitched.

Kid Zhuji was taken aback, "How do you know?"

Sangzi buried her head in Su Boli's lap and laughed happily.

This stupid bastard...

Su Boli also had a suppressed smile on his face.

"Okay, go back and ask your master to give me the remaining crystals... By the way, did you also uncover the reward orders for the spiritual fruit and spiritual grass?" Yanhu asked.

"Master asked me to expose it." The foundation boy replied honestly.

"Your master has it too?" Su Boli doubted.

"Yes, both." Kid Zhuji nodded.

Sangzi shook his ears, and muttered in his heart, it shouldn't be, those things can't even be brought out by Li Ming and Canglan, how can a third-generation second-hand disciple of a small sect have such a complete set... Is it a special product of the Chiyun Sect?

Sangzi's little paw scratched Su Boli's knee.

Su Boli understood, and then asked him, "Can you tell me your master's name?"

"Chiguo, the master's name is Chiguo, and he has a wood-type cultivation base, and he is about to advance to the Nascent Soul." The foundation boy said proudly.

Su Boli's face immediately became weird, Chiguo... the name is too wicked.

"Alright, did you bring the spirit fruit and spirit grass?"

"Bring it, bring it..." Zhuji boy took out an embroidered cloud flower storage bag from his cuff again, "I brought eight kinds of spiritual grass and one spiritual fruit. The one for you...you issued the three reward orders?" The foundation boy asked in a daze.

"I want spiritual grass and spiritual fruit." Yanhu put his hand on his shoulder again and pressed it, and Jin Mo slowly crawled back to Yanhu along its arm from the neck of this foundation-building boy... with his head curled condescendingly.

The author has something to say: Except for Qingqun girls... It seems that no girls care about me...

Wipe away tears and cry.It feels like I am writing a diary and reading it by myself.