take care of yourself

There were still a few little monks waiting at the door to ask questions. Ying Yao took a look and found that there was no foundation builder, and there were very few who were in the middle and late stages of Qi refining. They probably had some talents in cultivating Taoism, but no sects were willing to do so. Accepting, or accepting is also used as an outer disciple and a handyman, who can only afford to "enter the world" Taoism.

When Ying Yaobai entered the sect, the "Joining the WTO" Taoism was already available for purchase everywhere. He took it for granted. He never thought much about why the "Joining the World" Taoism was so cheap and could be bought everywhere. Now he knows After reading some stories, I couldn't help but think about who wrote it, and walked towards Zheng Chuan.

Without looking back, Zheng Chuan ordered him: "Take off this sign and put it away, and hang it up when you find the new mountain gate... This word is really well written."

Ying Yao responded, threw the World-Saving Sword up and flew to the side of the plaque, changed a few tricks to unlock the restriction on it, lifted the plaque upwards, unhooked it and put it into the mustard ring, and then jingled it again. He also removed the hook and lock, and quietly fell behind Zheng Chuan.

"Do you want to buy some more materials for building the mountain gate?" He asked, "It should be cheaper here in Wuliang City. What kind of look does Master like? Complicated or simple?"

The reconstruction of the mountain gate is a lot of things to say in detail. Zheng Chuan thought for a while, remembering the mustard ring full of spirit stones that Chu Hang stuffed into Yingyao's hand, waved his hand and said richly: "Let's not mention the materials first, find someone who knows how to do it." Design it, the style is not important, the important thing is to live comfortably... Hey, let me think about it, the facade should still be necessary, gray gold stone is good, simple and elegant, go ask your junior sisters what are your requirements. "

Ying Yao said "yes", and went to run errands for the master without complaint.

Zheng Chuan looked up at the empty lintel, and was about to go in with him, when he was surrounded by young monks who had heard the conversation between the master and the apprentice and came to ask for advice, and asked in one go: "Senior, do you want to move?" Have you left Wuliang City? Can you go with senior? Is there any need for handyman? I am capable and eat less."

Zheng Chuan took an extra look at the cultivator who swears that he is "capable but eats little", and found that he is a slender boy of human-monster hybrid. Like a small fan, the eye sockets are deeper than those of the monks in the Central Plains, and the eyes look a little timid when looking at people.

Zheng Chuan had never seen him before, and he should have come here in the past few days. The mixed-race monk met his eyes, and then smiled at him, realizing that the "milk boy" sword is the head of the sword sect who entered the world Immediately aroused the kindness of a father, he beckoned to come over, and asked, "New here? Can you let me check my bones?"

The ears on the boy's head immediately perked up vigorously, and he said repeatedly: "Yes! Yes!"

Zheng Chuan noticed the eyes of others, and said while feeling his muscles and bones: "I don't know where to move yet. There is indeed a shortage of outer disciples, but you all know the situation of the sword sect in the world. It is not necessarily better to stay with us." It’s good to be in Wuliang City. This is a big deal. There is still some time before we move out. Go home and discuss it with your elders and think carefully. It doesn’t matter if you can’t catch up. Chi. What's your name? Where are your parents?"

The last sentence was asked by a mixed-race monk. The boy blinked and replied seriously: "My name is Changjing. I don't know where my father is. My mother was eaten. Senior, I really don't eat very much. I chew a few bites." The leaves on the tree are full, and the meat grows very fast, if you have nothing to eat, you can still eat me, and you can eat it for a month if you save it."

When Yingyao went back, he was surrounded by junior sisters. He listened silently to the rush of requests, and each of the three sent a piece of paper to them to discuss and write on the paper, and then went to find the two juniors. In the same way, after turning around and seeing that Zheng Chuan hadn't come back, he went back to the door to look for him.

Zheng Chuan closed the gate of the cave, and led a mixed-race little monk back. The robe behind the little monk's buttocks was propped up, revealing a black, fluffy tail tip, which was swinging slightly from side to side.

Ying Yao subconsciously held down the Jiusu Sword, and then found that his sword was shamelessly leaning towards it without seeing Furry, so he pushed it curiously.

The world-unseen Jiusu Sword rolled in the sea of ​​consciousness: "What is this?" It jumped out of the sea of ​​consciousness, observed carefully for a while, and asked in a dreamy tone, "Kirin?"

"Kirin deer," the sword repairer laughed at his sword unceremoniously, "the monks who went to sea brought it back from the south. After being seen by ordinary people, they thought it was a unicorn. They worshiped and made offerings to good creatures. It happened before, how many years have you soaked in the sword pool?"

Jiu Sujian retorted: "It's because you 'entered the world' Dao sword cultivators are too weak this time, and you can't even enter the sword pond."

Ying Yao suddenly let out a "huh", and secretly asked Jiu Sujian: "Do you think there are two remaining swords in the sword pond and want to play with them? Do you have a way to hook them up?"

Jiusujian fell into deep thought, and Ying Yao greeted his master: "New junior brother?" Zheng Chuan nodded and stuffed another piece of paper to the mixed-race monk, "Are you literate? Write down what kind of yard you want to senior brother."

Zheng Chuan had a new apprentice, and as usual, he immediately began to dislike the big disciple who had grown up and was able to take care of himself, waved him away to work, and did not forget to ask: "Go to the kitchen to pick up two loads of lettuce."

Ying Yao obediently came back with two baskets of washed vegetable leaves. He didn't know what Qilin deer liked to eat, so he washed some of them and picked the tender leaves. The remaining vegetable leaves were thrown into the pot and boiled. Stewed a pot of vegetable soup, and prepared to eat it by myself with a bowl of Ling rice and barbecue from the man's shop.

While cooking, he did not forget to bother Jiang Heting again, asking him what he would like in exchange for entering Jianchi.

Jiang Heting might be in seclusion, and it wasn't until Ying Yao got the design drawings that he replied vaguely: "Xiaoyao fans."

Ying Yao handed over the design drawings to the master, looked at the message talisman that Zheng Mo sent urging him to come and join him, told Zheng Chuan that Yu Jian left Wuliang City, and wrote back to Jiang Heting according to his words.

For monks like Chu Hang who have been settled for hundreds of years in the later stage of the tribulation, no one knows what abilities they have, and Ying Yao dare not directly mention anything related to him, and can only vaguely hint at Jiang Heting: " Can't ask, can't care."

Jiang Heting returned him a blank message talisman, and sent another one after a while: "I said, why did Zhuo run so quickly? I knew that Xixue Mountain was sitting on a volcano? Although I don't know the specifics, I owe you a favor, bring someone to carry the sword."