Master always thinks that disciples are useless

"Demon Realm, the Devil Realm is so much fun. There are bustling streets full of lights and feasting, and there are all kinds of beautiful demons in different shapes, selling all kinds of weird things. Occasionally, you can see a few Shangxian and Shangxian in fluttering clothes. God walks around..."

Gong Zhengyu was persuasive, like a child trafficker, with a malicious smile on his face, "Do you want to go and have a look? Call Master and I will take you there."

Just now Jiang Shuqian's appetite was whetted, and she walked out from behind the bamboo door awkwardly, and stopped abruptly when she heard the young man's second sentence.

How can a man bend his waist for mere curiosity!

Clenching the fists hanging by his side, he pouted and took a step back, silently refusing.

Gong Zhengyu seemed to have expected that he would be embarrassed, put his hands on the small table, leaned his head lazily, rolled his sly eyes, and said: "The battle of gods and demons is very dynamic, not only that, but also A craftsman from the God Realm comes to the Demon Realm to sell divine weapons, and a divine weapon is worth about this amount."

Gong Zhengyu compared four fingers, all of which were slender and flawless, pampered and pampered, without even calluses.

"4000 taels!"

The fingers shook.

Jiang Shuqian swallowed: "400 million?"

"No."

"40 million?!"

"Converted into spirit stones, it's about the price of four spirit stones."

"What!" Jiang Shuqian's eyes widened in disbelief, her pupils shrunk into black dots in astonishment, and her breathing was heavy.

A spiritual weapon is worth at least three digits of spiritual stones in the cultivation world!Immortal artifacts are even worse, they are simply unaffordable. Divine artifacts that only exist in books, not to mention ten thousand gold, if they appear in the realm of cultivation, they will definitely cause everyone to rob them!

But in the Demon Realm, there are only four spirit stones!

This Gong Zhengyu really didn't lie.

The protoss live in the sky, unlike the demons who have rich real estate, especially jewelry, etc. Some protoss like to go to the demon world to sell things for money in order not to be so shy when traveling.

Among them, the craftsmen and alchemists are the most, because they can refine several artifacts and several bottles of pills in one furnace, which saves the most time and effort.

However, the demons are not used to the weapons of the gods, and they are mostly bought as decorations and loved to look at them. On the other hand, both the gods and demons have cultivated to that level, and almost all fights rely on fighting skills, which can be resolved with fighting skills Naturally, there is no need to take out weapons, and there is no need to take pills to restore blood. In this way, the price of artifacts and pills will become lower and lower.

Jiang Shuqian's world view has been refreshed, and for the first time, she realizes the majesty of the Six Realms and the weakness of the cultivation world she lives in.

He swallowed, which monk wouldn't want to get an artifact?Especially for sword cultivators, the power of the saber can affect at least [-]% of the master's cultivation in a fight, okay?

Jiang Shuqian rubbed her fingers in confusion, licked her dry lips, moved her mouth up and down, and said unwillingly: "Master..."

Gong Zhengyu picked out his ears and shook his head: "What? I can't hear you."

"Master..."

"Be louder."

"Master!" Jiang Shuqian roared at the top of his voice.

"Hey, dear." Gong Zhengyu smiled openly, seeing Jiang Shuqian's aggrieved energy, he couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"cough."

A light cough that did not belong to the two of them came from outside the house, and Gu Qinghan, who did not know when he arrived on the near water peak, was dressed in white clothes to win the snow, and pursed his lips.

"Master!" Jiang Shuqian turned pale, wishing he could find a crack in the ground, "I, I'm going to practice swords."

Gu Qinghan said lightly: "Well, practice for half an hour more today."

"Yes." Jiang Shuqian wailed, his face became even uglier, he glared at Gong Zhengyu, and left angrily.

Before Gong Zhengyu had time to gloat, Gu Qinghan took out a large pile of dirty clothes from his Qiankun bag without changing his expression—all of them were changed after he went to the Shaogu faction, and some of them were even torn. Clothes with a big hole.

His and Gu Qinghan's clothes can be distinguished only by their color.

Gu Qinghan's eyes were calm, and he said calmly, "Go and wash the clothes by yourself."

"Isn't it possible to use the cleaning technique?" Gong Zhengyu begged for mercy with a smile, "I was wrong, it's okay if I don't tease Jiang Shuqian in the future, I hate washing clothes and dishes the most, Master~"

Gu Qinghan looked at him.

Gong Zhengyu said coquettishly, "Before you get married, you just call me around. Honestly, is the purpose of marrying me just to find a free servant to wash your clothes and bring you water and warm your bed to sleep with?"

Gu Qinghan continued to look at him, but in those pale eyes, it seemed to say "Are you sure?"

Gong Zhengyu felt guilty when he was looked at, touched his nose, and looked away as if nothing had happened: "..."

Well, you are the one who does laundry, water, and beds.

Resigned to his fate, he found a basin, stuffed all the dirty clothes in it, and walked towards the small pool behind the bamboo house in a very unhappy manner. When he went out, he didn't forget to slam the door frame hard to vent his dissatisfaction.

The sound of a sharp sword piercing through the air came from the other end of the pool. Jiang Shuqian's face was already covered with a thin layer of sweat after only a short while, which showed how difficult this sword move was.

Gong Zhengyu threw the wooden basin on the ground, and after leaving Gu Qinghan with a fierce face, he kicked all the dirty clothes in the basin into the water.

How can he wash clothes?

Gong Zhengyu found a place to sit, and watched Jiang Shuqian practice sword boringly. After finishing two moves, he got up lazily, picked up the clothes thrown into the water one by one, shook the water, pretended Back into the tub.

Joyfully went to ask Gu Qinghan for credit.

"I'm done washing!"

Gu Qinghan: "..."

Having learned his lesson from washing food boxes before, Gu Qinghan certainly wouldn't believe that he really finished washing them.

But he didn't really mean to ask the apprentice to do the laundry.

Gu Qinghan nodded, and put down his clothes, "I have entrusted Lichen to prepare for the registration ceremony."

"how long?"

"About January."

"So fast? Okay, is there still a tea ceremony in the joint registration ceremony? Jiang Shuqian can always call me Shi Niang."

Gu Qinghan: "..."

"Do you want me to wear men's wedding clothes or women's wedding clothes?"

Gu Qinghan frowned: "You are a man."

The implication is to wear men's wedding clothes.

Gong Zhengyu sat down on the table with a slanted body, bent his waist, and ambiguously pulled up a strand of black hair on the man's chest and played around with his fingertips, "Really, why do I feel that you want me to wear it more? Women's? In the last nightmare, if I remember correctly, it was a women's model."

He doesn't care, anyway, he's thick-skinned, and there's not much difference between women's and men's wedding clothes, it's just that there will be more mandarin ducks on their heads.

"Wear men's style." Gu Qinghan said softly, not to be questioned.

"Okay." Gong Zhengyu clicked his tongue regretfully.

After sitting for a while, Gu Qinghan began to practice with his eyes closed—he suffered some internal injuries on Wuhuai Island and needed to heal himself.Moreover, not long ago, he had touched the threshold of ascension, and he was only one chance away from being able to cross the thunder tribulation and join the path of ascension.

Gong Zhengyu didn't bother him, he pursed his lips and kissed the man wetly on the face, and swaggered down the mountain with more than enough to say.

"The devil... is Senior Gong!"

"He's coming this way!"

"What to do, are the demons cannibals? The head is forced to surrender, me, me, me..."

"Or we'd better, run, run—"

The disciple ran before he could say it, but Gong Zhengyu had already arrived, grabbed him by the back collar, and dragged him back: "Why run?"

"Gong Gong Gong Gong Gong Gong..."

"Why, you can't say anything when you see me. You heard some rumors. It's like a mouse seeing a cat."

The monk blushed. Of course his face was dull when he was compared to a mouse, but when he thought about who was holding him, he didn't dare to move, and he couldn't even say a word to refute.

"He, they said that you are a demon who kills and kills without batting an eyelid, and also threatened the head of the sect with the safety of the Xuanqing sect in the cultivation world..."

While talking, the monk did not forget to observe Gong Zhengyu's face, seeing that the other party was not angry at all, he stammered and finished the rest of the sentence.

Gong Zhengyu laughed out loud, "I forced Gu Qinghan? It's obvious that you are the head of the sect who has been oppressing me all day, and you were forced to do the laundry just now, and you only slipped out after washing."

Obviously the relationship has been confirmed, and the union status has also been settled, but he refused to cross the line, which made him almost become a monk with no desires.

He wanted to force it, but can you see Gu Qinghan?

"what?!"

"Ah what, your brother Gong is almost crushed to death by your head, let's go for a stroll together."

Gong Zhengyu dispelled the fear of these disciples with a few words, but he was still in awe of the demons in his heart, and his words were somewhat polite.

"Senior brother, isn't the Demon Realm fun?"

"Brother, aren't all the girls over there very beautiful?"

Gong Zhengyu satisfied their curiosity one by one, and talked about the situation in the Demon Realm. Many people were envious, and wished that their souls would leave their bodies and float to the Demon Realm.

"Hey, brother, let's go there."

A familiar face came towards him, and the monk next to him suddenly tugged at Gong Zhengyu's sleeve, reminding him in a low voice.

Gong Zhengyu glanced there, and the woman in the lead had already quickened her pace, but she was still walking calmly and dignifiedly.

"I've seen Fairy Qiyan." Except for Que Gong Zhengyu, the rest of the monks saluted respectfully.

"Yeah." Shen Qiyan nodded gently, and Shui Ling's eyes saw a few disciples with the logo of Loutai Peak embroidered on their clothes, and said gently, "I am in charge of Loutai Peak on behalf of Muxiu, so don't think that I am busy, if you are free, you can go to the Star Picking Hall to pick up some tasks, it is not worthwhile to waste time here."

"Yes, I would like to follow the fairy's instruction."

"Why don't you go faster? If you slow down your practice, you will drag down the entire Loutai Peak. Mu Xiu should be unhappy."

The identity of this person is tacitly understood by everyone. If she becomes the wife of the peak lord in the future, I'm afraid I will pick a few disobedient thorns from them. The three disciples' faces are as ugly as eating dead flies, so they can only say a word "Follow orders".

"Wait!" Gong Zhengyu pulled back the little disciple who had been grabbed by his collar at the beginning.