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"Master, Master Uncle is eccentric, I really don't understand why he would allow that Liang Qiufeng to enter the Wujian Tower. ”

In the courtyard of the inner mansion, Wu Gumei was sitting, and Leng Zhu'er, a disciple of his own lineage, was standing aside. This woman is tall and beautiful, and at the age of twenty-five, she has already stepped into the second stage of the airway cultivation, which is very good.

Facing the apprentice, Wu Gumei showed a rare smile: "Zhu'er, that's the master who wants to cultivate his disciples." ”

"But Liang Qiufeng's merits are not enough to enter the Wujian Building to refer to the sword inscription. ”

Wu Gumei's eyes narrowed, as if she had thought of something, and said slowly: "Zhu'er, time is not waiting, many things are different, so sometimes it is necessary to break the routine." ”

Although she disagreed with this move, she could change her position, but she could understand the painstaking efforts of the senior brother.

Leng Zhu'er blinked: "Master, there have been a lot of words recently, all of which say that Liang Qiufeng is deeply favored by Uncle Xiao, and that he is a genius or something, is it because of this reason?"

"Genius?"

Wu Gumei snorted coldly: "Whether it's a genius or not, it's too early to say." If he can comprehend a Xuan-level sword question within three days, he can barely rub the edge of a genius. Zhu'er, a real genius, not only has to have good qualifications, but also has to have good luck, and finally goes through countless trials and tribulations without destruction, and the edge is exposed. Therefore, any self-proclaimed 'genius' is meaningless until it has been truly tested. ”

Leng Zhu'er nodded again and again when she heard this, and couldn't help but ask again: "Master, according to your opinion, does Liang Qiufeng have a chance?"

"It's very slim, his cultivation is too low, his true qi is insufficient, even if he has outstanding understanding, the chance is not great. ”

After a pause, Wu Gumei said earnestly: "Don't talk about this...... Zhu'er, in next year's Wasteland Sect Competition, you and Xiangtian will definitely occupy a place and attend the third-level representatives. When the time comes, you must fight for strength and defend the glory of the Sword Mansion. ”

"Master, I won't let you down. ”

Leng Zhu'er clenched her hands into fists and made a loud sound.

……

The insect plague came suddenly, and it was quelled quickly, but the Sword Mansion was so big, and the news spread quickly, causing an uproar. The Sword Mansion reacted quickly and issued announcements one after another to appease people's hearts.

Although the disaster of the black locust is rare, it can happen occasionally, and ordinary disciples of the Sword Mansion didn't think much about it, let alone that it would be Tiandumen behind the scenes.

Liang Qiufeng was advised, there are some things that should not be said, and naturally silence is golden.

When he returned to the courtyard, he greeted him: "Little brother, I heard that something happened on the mountain." ”

Liang Qiufeng replied: "It's calmed down, don't worry." ”

took out the pocket monkey from his arms, and found that the little guy was actually asleep. No wonder there was no movement all the way, but I was very good at enjoying it.

With a grin, put it back in the monkey's nest in the yard and let it sleep to its heart's content.

Xiao Yao asked again: "Little brother, if there is an insect plague and the yield of spiritual rice is damaged and reduced, then the price of spiritual rice will definitely fluctuate...... Fortunately, a few days ago, I exchanged all the silver tickets you gave for Lingmi. ”

When he said this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his expression was beautiful.

Liang Qiufeng slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, from now on, the price of Lingmi will definitely rise, and if you change it early, you will make it." ”

Thousands of miles in radius, including Zhongnan City, Zhongnan Mountain can be said to be the largest spiritual rice producing area, and now the production area suffers from insect pests and ten losses. As a result, the supply of Lingmi this year will be greatly affected, resulting in a situation where supply exceeds demand, and the price will naturally skyrocket.

The silver ticket obtained by Liang Qiufeng for killing the thief was handed over to Xiao Yao before, and she was exchanged for Lingmi, but fortunately it was exchanged early.

If you wait until now to change it, it is estimated that the amount of spiritual rice that can be exchanged will be greatly reduced.

"How many pounds have you changed?"

"Two hundred catties, and there are more than one hundred taels of silver tickets left. Woo woo, I knew I should have replaced them all in the first place. ”

Liang Qiufeng said with a smile: "It's okay, it's convenient to keep some scattered silver with you." ”

In the martial arts world, the mainstream hard currency is Lingmi, but when traveling, clothing, food, housing and transportation still need to use silver taels.

"Young, now that the family has food in stock, you can't usually save it, eat more spiritual rice. Only in this way can we speed up our cultivation. ”

Liang Qiufeng admonished.

"Little brother, I don't think I have the talent to learn martial arts......"

"If you don't say that, how can you give up easily? Come, I'll teach you how to practice swords. ”

So he taught the girl to practice swords.

An hour later, the sword practice was over, and Liang Qiufeng talked about the fact that he was allowed to enter the Wujian Building to participate in the Xuanjie Sword Question.

Xiao Xiao was very happy, and said that he was going to buy a pine spirit chicken to celebrate.

This pine spirit chicken is not an ordinary chicken, but raised by a special person, usually fed with Linggu skin, so the meat contains a strong vitality, and the food is a great supplement.

Of course, its price is also expensive, and the shallower ones are ten catties of spiritual rice, and they can't afford to eat it when they are idle.

Zhang Luo went to dinner, and Liang Qiufeng continued to practice swords.

Laugh at!

Phew!

From time to time, there was the sound of a sword breaking through the air in the courtyard.

It's just that the frequency and rhythm of this sound are not quite right, and it is very irregular, and each sword seems to be carefully thought out before it is used.

There is no doubt that Liang Qiufeng is exploring and discussing "Yongzi Eight Swords" again, and he has the momentum of not learning and vowing not to give up.

Dinner is ready, in addition to a plate of green vegetables, there is also a large urn of steaming stewed chicken, the rich aroma exudes, people smell it, the heart is relaxed, and the spirit is extremely happy.

The pine spirit chicken is really different, just smelling the fragrance, the index finger moves.

Liang Qiufeng stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a large piece of chicken, only blew it slightly, and then put it in his mouth and chewed it - it is good to be a martial artist, even the ability of the mouth to withstand the temperature is beyond ordinary people, and he is not afraid of being burned to his mouth when he eats hot things, and he is definitely a hot pot weapon.

"Well, good, delicious......"

While chewing, he praised vaguely.

Praised, smiling, quite useful. Half-paid, she suddenly remembered something: "Hey, what about the sample." ”

Liang Qiufeng was stunned, yes, where did the sample go? Usually when he eats, this little guy always smells the fragrance and moves, and runs faster than anyone else. What's going on today, stewed fragrant pine spirit chicken, but there is no trace of it.

I felt strange when I walked to the monkey's nest to take a look, and I saw the little monkey curled up in a ball, sleeping soundly.

"What's going on? When did the little one sleep better than a pig, and he didn't wake up after sleeping for so long. ”

Scratching his head, but not waking it up, he walked straight back to the house: "Somehow, it's still sleeping." ”

Liang Qiufeng frowned, and suddenly remembered that he had eaten a stomach full of black locusts today, and his stomach was round.

Is it because you are holding on?

He went to see it uneasily, and the little one was fine, just sleeping soundly, and even snoring slightly.

Touching his chin, he couldn't think of a reason: "Forget it, don't care about it, eat a few more pieces of meat while it's not there." ”

When he returned to the dinner table, he saw that he had already made a big bowl of meat and left it for a sample, and he was speechless.