For a long time, a group of people standing on the side all stared blankly at the deacon. I don't know what this deacon is going to do.

"Really, it's really unteachable!" After a long while, seeing that the ordinary disciples who were looking at him did not "move", the deacon's face changed and he couldn't help but say angrily.

With his head down and a hint of mockery on his face, Fang Yi already knew his thoughts. However, Fang Yi's desire to enter the hall was a little different from what others wanted to enter.

Therefore, Fang Yi would not take care of his thoughts.

What others want to enter is nothing more than the Alchemy Hall, the Refining Hall, and even the Lingcao Hall, which has oil and water to fish.

As for Fang Yi, it's the opposite. What he wanted to enter was exactly that, in the eyes of others, there was no oil and water at all.

In layman's terms, it is a "recycling hall" for recycling all waste, ...... waste utensils, waste pills, and waste pills.

Looking at the people who were "not enlightened", the deacon's face was very ugly, and he glanced at everyone, as if he hated iron and steel: "To arrange for you to enter each hall, the first thing is to see if you have a 'fate' with this hall." You're not a good fit for it. ”

"As for whether this is suitable or not, whether there is 'fate' or not, sometimes it depends on you to fight for it." After a pause, the deacon said with an expression that you can understand.

"Suitable", "fate", hearing this cadre look at each other, if you want to say that it is suitable for them, they still understand, but they don't understand this fate.

And this "fate" has to be fought for by themselves, what kind of fate is this, it is really a little confusing.

His face became even more ugly, and when he saw this group of ordinary disciples looking at each other, this deacon, he scolded ~ Niang in his heart.

He said it so 'clearly' that this group of people still doesn't understand! It's just a lump of elm that doesn't open its mind.

However, he is also new to his appointment. The so-called "hints" cannot be spontaneous, and I think it is also a reason why this group of people does not understand.

Moving his gaze to the roof again, the deacon simply sat down in his chair and said nothing. With a black face, he simply patted the storage bag, took out two lower-grade spirit stones from it, held them in his hands, and played with them in front of everyone.

He didn't believe it, and the group of people in front of him didn't understand what he meant.

"Oh, oh, Lord Deacon, I have some souvenirs from my hometown here. All along, I wanted to give them to the elders of the sect. I am fortunate to meet you today, you must accept this specialty! As he spoke, a disciple who seemed to understand things very well. Step out of the crowd and hand over a box.

Taking the box very casually, the deacon opened a crack in the box and looked inside.

The face was cloudy and sunny, and when he saw what was inside, he was behind a low-grade spirit grass. The deacon's bloated face suddenly squeezed out a smile.

"Yes, yes, very good. I see that you have a lot of fate with the Alchemy Hall. In this way, I have a chores for the Alchemy Hall here. You'll go there for a few days, if you're not satisfied. Tell me again, and then I'll see if you have any fate with other parishes." His eyes were squeezed into a slit by the laughing flesh, and the deacon spoke.

"Thank you, Lord Deacon, thank you, Lord Deacon. I'm going to do a good job. When I get more souvenirs in the future, I will come back and pay good respects to your old man." Full of joy, the face of the person who gave the special product was full of joy.

Although he had not been here for a long time, he knew about the entrance of the Alchemy Hall.

Doing chores in the alchemy hall, not to mention when others come to alchemy. More or less will give them a little sweetness. Let's just talk about some elixirs that nourish the vitality and strengthen the qi, and the high-level monks can't look down on them, there are all kinds of them there.

When the time comes, just take a little bit quietly. Then the "capital" of this dedication will come back completely.

"I just picked up a bag here, and the contents must have been accidentally dropped by a fellow Daoist, and now I can't find that Daoist."

"Since you are here, Lord Deacon, why don't you take care of it first. When the adults find that fellow Daoist, you will hand it over to him." Passing a bag, another lean man who seemed to be relatively shrewd, stepped out of the crowd.

Taking the bag, the deacon's face smiled even more. After taking a closer look inside, and after seeing the contents clearly, the deacon, who was smiling and almost blind, nodded: "Since this is the case, then I will keep it for that fellow Taoist first." When I find him, I'll give him the bag."

"Well, so be it. There happens to be a vacancy in the Refining Hall, and I think you have a lot to do with that vacancy. Go there and have a look, and if that doesn't work, come back and talk to me." The deacon, as he continued to put his head into the bag and count something, spoke.

With a happy expression, the lean man hurriedly spoke, "Thank you, Lord Deacon, thank you, Lord Deacon."

The chores of this refining hall are also a beautiful difference. After others succeed in refining their weapons, they will more or less reward them with something. And in addition to this, the leftovers of the refining vessel, generally speaking, will eventually fall into their pockets.

These are all a lot of wealth!

With these two people at the beginning, the rest is simple.

For all sorts of reasons, the deacon, the elder, took all sorts of things. Of course, the chores corresponding to this thing were also arranged by the deacon elders one by one.

Although it is not as good as refining tools and alchemy halls, there are many oil and water to be fished. But the person who gave it away, the chores he get, all year round, there will still be more than 20 low-grade spirit stones at worst.

There were fewer and fewer people who hadn't received the chores, and in the blink of an eye, only Fang Yi and a relatively simple-looking teenager were left, and a big man with a very strong body.

Needless to say, Fang Yi even had a medium-grade spirit stone. But in order to enter the hall of miscellaneous goods in a way that no one else can suspect in any way.

He would never send anything.

"You don't have any souvenirs? Or have you picked up something? Seeing that Fang Yi and the three of them didn't say anything, the deacon's face was obviously a little unpleasant.

"I entered the Guiding Dao Sect last year, and this year it just so happens that our hall is going to rotate, so the lord in charge of the hall will let me come to you to replace the chores."

"But it's a bit unfortunate that I've advanced my cultivation recently. All the little things I had saved before were all consumed in the cultivation. So can you wait for me to ...... it?" The big man spoke with some trepidation.

Before the big man finished speaking, the deacon's face was full of disdain. He turned his head to the simple boy and said, "What about you?" What's the matter with you? ”。

"Souvenirs? My lord, I have it! The authentic beef jerky I just brought from my hometown is fresh. If you like it, I'll give you some? As he spoke, the boy blinked, opened a bag, and handed the beef jerky to the deacon.

"But well, you have to leave me some beef jerky!" After the innocent boy handed over the beef jerky, he looked at the bag and was a little reluctant.

He looked into the bag, and when he saw that it was really beef jerky, the deacon's face darkened even more. Raising his head and looking at the young man, he was a little speechless for a while.

"You, you, why don't you really give me beef jerky." Pointing angrily at the young man, the deacon held back for a long time, and finally held back such a sentence.

"Didn't you say souvenirs? What is this beef jerky that is not a local specialty? Seeing the deacon's anger, the young man lowered his head and muttered in the disgruntled whisper.

"You, you ......". Seeing the young man like this, this deacon has finally seen a person with such an "upright" personality.

"What about you? Are you also going to give me some beef jerky specialty? Finally suppressing the fire in his heart, the deacon moved his gaze to the last righteousness.