Jiuhua Xianzong

Mo Bule sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, not practicing, but meditating.How much master has spent on him, don't mention the three treasures of longevity pill, just look at this small building, and you will know.Until now, the shock brought to him by the chaotic sea on the sixth floor still hasn't disappeared.

His mind was a little chaotic, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and they were scattered before he could catch them. It was not until the sky was bright, and the sunlight shining in from the window pierced his eyes brightly, that he woke up suddenly, rubbed his eyes, Patting his head, he was shocked to find that his mind was empty, and he had no memory of what he was thinking about that night.

In fact, this also shows that his thoughts are too chaotic, perhaps, he was frightened by the master's generous handwriting.Getting used to being poor, and getting rich once, is probably his current mentality, so he is a little at a loss.Although he laughed and made noises facelessly and heartlessly in front of the master, there was still a kind of uneasiness hidden in his heart.

I'm afraid it's just a dream.

The brilliance of the Shark Pearl faded, and the bright sunlight pierced the eyes, the double dragon relief, the cold jade cloud bed, and this small building, and the first apprentice waist card around the waist... This is not a dream.

Mo Bule patted his face lightly, and said to himself: "Don't be afraid, I am already the senior brother of Luoxia Palace... There are a lot of juniors who want to be taken care of by me...Cheer up, cheer up, work hard, on the road to longevity, we Can go further, farther..."

The state of mind gradually calmed down, like the rising sun outside the window, bright and bright, without any shadow.

As soon as the day dawned, Mingjing came here not long after, and brought over a dozen handymen, including Xiao Fusheng. This guy was obviously brought in as Mo Bule's special chef. For the monks who were born in the small sect, being able to join the Jiuhua Immortal Sect, even if it is just a handyman, is a good thing, so Xiao Fusheng was not unwilling at all, but beamed with joy.

"From now on, you will all be members of the elder brother, and find a place to build your own house." Mingjing stretched out her hand and pointed to the surrounding area of ​​the Raging Fire Building. There was a cleared space where the handymen were all monks. There were trees and rocks on Canglong Ridge. Using local materials, building a house is a breeze. "Junior Brother Li, come here."

A boy dressed in a double bun and dressed as a boy ran over quickly. He was about thirteen or fourteen years old. He had red lips and white teeth, and he looked very smart. Dzogchen.

"Li Zhi, let him serve as the sword boy for the senior brother in the future. If there is anything the senior brother doesn't understand, you can ask him."

"Greetings, senior brother." Li Zhi bowed his hands and saluted.

"How old is it?" Mobu Le touched his bun with a smile.

"I just turned fourteen last month." Li Zhi shrank his head, unwilling to be touched by someone's hair.

Mo Bule withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "14 years old, [-]th level of Qi refining... This talent is no worse than mine back then, why are you still working as a handyman?"

If it was changed to the Yaowang Sect, a disciple with such a talent for cultivation would be properly passed down.

Li Zhi blushed, and said: "Brother, you're absurdly praised. My cultivation aptitude is average, and my talent for swordsmanship is average. In a few years, when I build my foundation, I can be a registered disciple of Luoxia Palace and learn sword arts from my seniors." gone."

Could it be that he was shocked with a face full of blows, such aptitude is not good?

Mingjing pursed his lips and said: "Eldest brother, you don't need to underestimate yourself. In the chaotic golden lotus sky, the aura is more than ten times stronger than the outside world. If you practice here, even if your aptitude is ordinary, the speed of cultivation will not be too slow. Eldest brother, you were in Feiyuling back then. Cultivating in such a desolate place of spiritual energy, building a foundation at the age of 22 is already extraordinary talent, if you practice here from the beginning, there is no doubt that you will be able to condense your energy into a pill within 80 years."

Is this consolation?Well, it sounds reasonable. When the master said that he was expected to form a golden elixir at the age of 150, it was also based on the premise that Feiyuling's spiritual energy was thin and all kinds of cultivation resources were insufficient.

Mo Bule hooked Mingjing's neck, and said with a smile: "It's still my younger brother who loves me. Hearing what you said, I feel much better."

Mingjing's face darkened, and he shook off his hand vigorously, turning his head and said: "I'm just telling the truth."

"I know, I know..." Mo Bule still had a smile on his face, "Junior brother, take a Shunfeng Sword and send me to Luoxia Palace."

Although Canglong Ridge is not far from Luoxia Palace, he can't fly yet, and it takes at least half a day to climb the mountain with his legs.

"Come up." Mingjing held the sword helplessly.

Mo Bu happily jumped up, and said in his mouth: "Take me along the way to your cave to recognize the door, so that I can drop by in the future."

Mingjing rolled his eyes at the sky, but in the end he made a detour to let Mo Bule recognize the door. The Izumo Stream where he lives is not far from Canglong Ridge. Of course, if you rely on two legs, it is about half a day's journey.

Inside the Luoxia Palace, Mo Bule was left blank, Cheng Baimei was not there, the main hall gate was closed tightly, and a piece of yellow paper was directly pasted on it, and a letter was written: This seat is closed, and the palace affairs will be handed over to Canglongling.

Mo Bule almost went crazy, what does this mean?What do you mean?He took him back from Qingyang Mountain with great affection, and he came to work on the top of the tank for the master.Even if it is work, can you give a deadline first, is the master intending to press the huge Sunset Palace on his fragile shoulders indefinitely in this retreat?

"Junior brother...you can't just ignore death..."

He looked at Mingjing with tears in his eyes, and before he could put the first disciple's waist card in, Mingjing took three steps back, and then wielded his flying sword, and left without looking back. , It took a long time to become distraught.

"If you don't help, don't help, at least send me back to Canglong Ridge..."

He had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and walk out of Luoxia Palace step by step. Originally, he thought of catching any junior on the way and using the Shunfeng Sword, but the sweeping boy saw many serious disciples of Luoxia Palace, but one nor.

No need to ask, I also know that I, the senior brother, can't convince the crowd, so when I saw him coming, those sword cultivators who were full of dissatisfaction avoided, and planned to come out of sight and out of mind, which fully demonstrated the sword cultivators' respect for " "Ignoring Dafa" has become so specialized that it is self-taught without a teacher.

Alas, big brother, it's not easy to be a master!

Mo Bule didn't feel depressed at all. He had expected this kind of situation, but he had to suffer a lot of hard work for his own legs. This also strengthened his determination to practice hard. No matter what, he must at least recover With the cultivation base in the foundation building stage, you can't always take the wind sword of the juniors every time you want to go.

Finally returned to Canglongling. At this time, more than ten houses have been built on the open space near Liehuo Building. There are stones and wood, and they are still built.

"Big Brother!"

Seeing Mo Bule coming back, Li Zhi, the sword boy, hurried forward with his handymen.It was only then that Mo Bule remembered that from today onwards, he would have to take care of these dozen or so mouths.

After calling Ah Huo and Ah Shui to open the door, he sat lazily in the living room, asked Xiao Fusheng to make him a cup of cloud tea, and then said: "I am also a newcomer here, I have never been served by anyone before, and I will never be served in the future." I'm used to making offerings like ancestors, so I don't plan to support idlers, let me talk about what you can do first, and I will consider how many I can keep."

Clearly sent people here, and he had to accept them, but Mo Bule couldn't think of what these people could do for him, so it just depends on what they can do, and then arrange them according to their specialties. If not, I can only send it back in embarrassment.

Li Zhi doesn't count, this is what Mingjing clearly said to be the boy servant, but in fact, he is just passing on errands, and Xiao Fusheng must also stay, Mo Bule's physical condition must be nourished by spiritual food and spiritual fruit.

The remaining 12 people hurriedly introduced themselves, and they all have their own strengths. Four of them are good at cultivating spirit flowers, grass, spirit valley and spirit tea, and four of them know how to herd animals. Everyone has a talent for swordsmanship, and all of them have foundation building skills. The one with the highest level of cultivation has even achieved foundation building Dzogchen. These four people are clearly here to guard the mountain gate for Mo Bule.

Mo Bule thought about it, and let the four people who know how to cultivate choose a suitable place to open up a spiritual field in Canglong Ridge. The four people who know how to herd animals are the same. Absolutely no problem, he handed over all these eight people to Xiao Fuyun's management, whether it's cultivation or animal husbandry, they are all for food in the end.