Zhao San, who was outside the window, looked at this strange place, and was even more jealous. It was a nameless fire, and he would fill the bottom salary out of thin air! Zhao San knew that he must not rush into it at this moment!

On the one hand, it is unreasonable for oneself to be angry without a legitimate reason.

The two of them are that they were already unhappy with Xiao Lao just now, and if they get into trouble with Xiao Lao, they will be at odds with others.

With these two points alone, Zhao San would not make a rash move.

To say how Tianze offended Zhao Sanzhi to such an extent, it is helpless, it is purely jealousy. In the past few months, Tian Ze has been working diligently and conscientiously every day because he is in charge of the affairs of the library, and even the matter of sleeping only for an hour and a half a day has slowly spread among other disciples.

And Xiao Lao was also a little more concerned about Tian Ze, and gradually rumors spread among the disciples, some people said that Xiao Lao intended to cultivate Tian Ze; some people said that Xiao Lao wanted Tian Ze to be the leader; and some people even boldly guessed that Xiao Lao wanted Tian Ze to be directly promoted to an outer disciple through his own connections! Zhao San was hostile to Tian Ze when he heard this speculation.

Generally speaking, if a disciple in a sect wants to advance from a miscellaneous disciple to an outer disciple, there is only one way to break through the realm and enter the innate realm. However, more than 100 years ago, in order to improve the sense of belonging of the low-level disciples to the sect, an old man of the sect issued a new rule: every ten years, every steward of the miscellaneous service institute will have a quota for the miscellaneous disciples to advance to the outer disciples, so as to encourage the miscellaneous disciples to contribute to the sect wholeheartedly. The extremely precious thing about this quota is that there is no realm limit, as long as you report your quota to the outer gate, whether you are born or acquired, you can become an outer disciple. Therefore, for miscellaneous disciples, especially for miscellaneous disciples, their own talents are poor, if they cultivate without eating or drinking, what year and month can they break through the acquired and enter the innate realm. And once you enter the outer gate, the treatment of the sect will be able to go to a higher level. And the most important thing in this higher level of treatment is the spirit stone.

The spiritual stone is produced by the change of the mountain body in the place where the spiritual energy is rich in heaven and earth or other reasons, the fusion of the spiritual energy and the stone quality, and then after millions of years of formation. There are four grades of spirit stones: the best, the upper grade, the middle grade, and the lower grade. For the cultivation realm, the spirit stone is not only a currency, but also a treasure that quickly absorbs spiritual energy.

The sects in the cultivation realm will not waste resources in these unnecessary places. Therefore, in the Eastern Spirit Sect, the miscellaneous disciples are half a lower grade spirit stone per month, while the outer disciples are ten lower grade spirit stones per month, and there is a full twenty times the difference in the middle!

As a result, Zhao San's hatred for Tianze is also getting stronger and stronger, plus today I accidentally saw Xiao Lao give Tianze a mysterious thing, and Xiao Lao is still so mysterious and unwilling to tell him, and he is even more depressed in his heart.

"That gem should have been mine! Damn! It's all that Tianze! I can't spare him!" Zhao San was angry as he walked, thinking about how to teach Tianze some lessons.

And Tian Ze didn't know that he had been hated by Zhao San in the book house at this time, and he was still looking at the Yuehua Stone in his hand.

"Why doesn't the moon stone shine this time? does it need to be illuminated?" Thinking about it, Tianze's stomach gurgled.

"Hey... Hungry! Forget it, let's cook! People are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you'll be hungry!" Tian Ze heated up the leftover white porridge in the morning again, and after being full at will, he continued to read.

Three and a half months have passed since then, and only two and a half months remain.

At night, everyone gathered in the cafeteria in the courtyard, but Xiao Lao didn't come, and he probably read those strange books in the house again.

The reason why the disciples gathered together today is very simple, today is Zhao San's birthday, and in the afternoon, more than a dozen miscellaneous disciples went to the mountains and forests outside the sect to hunt some prey and celebrate Zhao San's birthday.

After everyone was seated at the table, several disciples brought the food.

"Yo! Not bad! Li He's craftsmanship is getting better and better!" Zhao San looked at the chicken, duck and fish meat served on the table, and praised a short and fat man in a yellow apron with satisfaction.

When the short and fat man named Li He heard this, he said with a smile on his face: "I am borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, and these are all hunted by the brothers themselves, and they are working harder!"

When Zhao San heard this, he picked up a wine glass, and the disciples around him hurriedly added wine to him.

Zhao San raised his wine glass: "Thank you, brothers." Rest assured, as long as I Zhao San is here for a day, I, Zhao San, will not forget everyone!" After speaking, he raised his head and drank it all, and the other disciples also applauded.

"Brothers, sit, sit!" Zhao raised his hand, and the disciples took their seats.

"Tian Tianze, are you here?" Zhao San looked around, another glass of wine.

"Didn't you?"

"No, he didn't come, I guess he's still sorting out those broken books!hahaha..."

The other disciples began to talk about it.

"I really don't know how to count etiquette, today is the birthday of our leader, and I went to remind him that I didn't come to congratulate the leader, it's really lawless!"

"yes!

"Why don't we finish eating and tease him!" Leader, what do you think?"

"Good idea! Good idea! Hahaha..." Zhao San was even more overjoyed when he heard this! "Brothers, let's not get drunk tonight, I have already asked Xiao Lao for instructions this afternoon, and I will give my brothers a day off tomorrow!"

When the disciples heard this, they all raised their glasses and thanked them: "Thank you for the leader!" Then the smell of wine and meat wafted from the cafeteria, singing and laughing.

At the moment, inside the book house.

It was silent, the bean fire was swaying, and from time to time there was a crisp sound of turning pages in the faint light. At last, the lights flickered and fell, sending a pale light smoke into the darkness.

"The fire is out? The last candle is gone, and we can only see if the moon stone can be illuminated. Tian Ze gently groped out the azure bag from his arms, in the dark, he looked at the bag in his hand, the bag was still pitch black in the dark, and he couldn't see that there was a light source in it.

"Wow..."

But the moment Tianze opened the bag, a sky-high white light hit the roof of the house, and the white light was eye-catching, shining brightly.

Tianze couldn't help but be frightened by this magical scene, and hurriedly pulled the bag up. After a while, Tian Ze calmed down, calmed down, and thought of the scene of observing the Yuehua Stone during the day, and guessed in his heart: "Could it be that the Yuehua Stone, during the day, is as sexual as a mortal stone, but at night it can be born on its own and can rush to the sky and the Yuehua?

Tian Ze couldn't help but fall into a predicament: "This moon stone shines so brightly, if you take it out rashly, in case it attracts others to covet it, it will be bad." After all, the husband is not guilty, he is guilty, and he has not even reached the acquired weight. When the time comes, I will have absolutely no good fruit to eat. We have to find a way to make this light weaker!"

When Tian Ze was meditating, he threw his arm and pushed it to the ground, and suddenly felt something pressed by his right hand. Picking it up, I saw the yellow coarse paper in my hand in the faint light outside the house: "Toilet paper?"

Tianze thought for a moment, and then had an idea, "There is!"

Tian Ze's mind settled, took a pile of toilet paper, and took out the sky blue bag, took out the Yuehua stone with the momentum of the thunderous bell ringing, and wrapped it in his arms with yellow toilet paper layer by layer, gradually, the light transmitted by the moon stone became weaker and weaker, until it was wrapped in more than a dozen layers, the light was no different from the candle, and the transmitted light was filtered by the layers of yellow toilet paper and finally presented as the ordinary candle emitted, which was a pale yellow light.

After layers of wrapping the Yuehua Stone is already the size of an adult's fist, Tianze placed the wrapped Yuehua Stone on the extinguished candlestick, and deducted a white lampshade on the outside to hide people's eyes and ears.

When Tian Zedu completed all this, looking at the incomparable "handicraft" designed by himself in front of him - the lamp that never goes out at night, his heart was full of pride, and he was inadvertently a little intoxicated.

As for how to make the lights go out, what's so difficult about that? Before going to bed, bury the wrapped Yuehua Stone directly under the pile of books! Except for himself, other disciples in the book house will not come at all, even if Xiao Lao only comes to see himself once or twice a month, not to mention that someone will come to rummage through the pile of books.

Thinking of this, Tian Ze picked up the unfinished book of "History of Xiuzhenye" and read it carefully.