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"Disciples Nangong Ying and Mengjia have come to see Elder Zhou!" Outside the door, Nangong Ying clasped her fists and shouted. This week, the elder seemed to have a temper tantrum.

There was a moment of silence in the door, and then the hoarse voice continued, "Come in! ”

"Yes!" Nangong Ying and Mengjia walked into the house with the stench, and as soon as they walked in, the stench was even stronger, and the two of them almost fainted from the smoke, and it took a long time to get used to letting go of the hand covering their noses, but it was still very unpleasant.

"You two little guys are the outer disciples recruited by Zi Ling this time?" Before the two of them could get used to the smell, they heard the hoarse voice coming from the staircase again.

The two of them looked at each other, and they saw an old man in tattered clothes and unkempt hair standing there, at the moment he was grabbing his messy hair with one hand and picking at the soles of his feet with the other, looking at the two of them very sloppily, and then looking at the face, it was obvious that something had smeared his face, and it was terrifyingly black. This is the Purple Spirit Outer Gate Elder? How can you be so pitiful? Nangong Ying actually felt sympathy, and said in her heart, this old man is really not easy!

"I'm the one you want to see." The sloppy old man said again, this time picking his nose as he spoke, this... It seems to be very comfortable.

"Disciple Nangong Ying!"

"Disciple Mengjia!"

"I've seen Elder Zhou!"

"Come with me!" Elder Zhou didn't seem to care about this, turned around and walked upstairs, muttering something as he went.

The two glanced at each other, then followed, followed him up to the second floor, and entered a room, the room was like a person, messy, a lot of things were thrown on the ground at random, Elder Zhou grabbed his hair and walked to a corner and pulled out a chair and sat down. Only then did he look at the two and said, "Which family are you from?" ”

Nangong Ying was stunned at first, and then said, "Luo family." ”

"Luo family, then what are your identities?"

"She is my clan sister, the daughter of our head of the family, and I am a sideline." Without waiting for Luo Xianhua to speak, Meng Jia took the lead in speaking. It seems to be deliberately enhancing Nangong Ying's status in his eyes. But he didn't know that not only would it not be counterproductive for him to say this.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Elder Zhou turned his eyes to look at Nangong Ying, looked at it a little, and then sighed: "The daughter of the head of the family? Outer disciples? Interesting, interesting! ”

Nangong Ying frowned, but still said respectfully: "Elder Zhou, the two of us have just joined the Purple Spirit, I heard that you are the manager here, I hope you can help us..."

"Helping you? I'm not available. Elder Zhou directly interrupted Nangong Ying's words, and then rummaged through the garbage heap on the side, only then did he find a piece of paper that was still clean, and scratched it in the messy hair, and actually pulled out a pen, and then shook his hand, the brush that had no ink was full of ink in an instant, this magical scene made Nangong Ying suddenly dare not underestimate the sloppy elder in front of him.

"Put your names on it." As soon as he spoke, as soon as the old man's hand was loosened, the paper and pen flew towards Nangong Ying and the others as if they were being dragged by something.

Taking the pen and paper, Nangong Ying wrote down her name, and when the two of them finished writing, the old man's fingers hooked, and the pen and paper flew back to Elder Zhou's hand again, and after a glance, he withdrew it into his sleeve, and then said lazily: "After entering the Purple Spirit, you will be the disciples of the Purple Spirit in the future... Damn, I'm going to say this nonsense every time..."

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The two of them went out of the house, but found that the square not far away was empty at the moment, and it seemed that the hour had come. However, she was very curious in her heart, why did she come here to cultivate? Is it possible to improve one's strength faster? If this is the case, then the disciples of the Purple Spirit are afraid that they will come to cultivate every day, so why is it only once a month?

When she first arrived in Ziling, Nangong Ying had a lot of questions in her heart, first of all, the so-called once a month square cultivation, the second was Lin Shu's active enthusiasm, the third was the last words of Elder Zhou, and finally everything here made her feel very comfortable. She always felt that something was weird. There was a lot of cranky thinking in their hearts, and the two of them also walked to the front of the Dan Pavilion.

The so-called delay is the same place as the attic where Elder Zhou is, but compared to Elder Zhou's place, this place is obviously much better.

The door of the Dan Pavilion was open, and when you got closer, you could see the rows of shelves and the small boxes on the shelves.

"You're new here?" Inside the room, a thin old man sat on a chair, drinking tea, and squinting at Nangong Ying and the others, as if they were not welcome.

"Elder Zhou told us to come here to take the pill." Nangong Ying bowed her hand and said politely.

"It's okay to get the pill, but you have to tell me your strength before you get the pill." The thin old man is still the same as if he was not salty or light.

"I'm a low-grade yellow-level spirit master." Mengjia was very dissatisfied with the old man's attitude, but still said sullenly.

"What about you?"

"I... For the time being, it is not possible to condense spiritual power. "Nangong Ying originally wanted to say that he was a middle-grade yellow-level spirit master, but after thinking about it, he didn't say so, he really can't condense now, if he deceives him, I'm afraid it won't be good.

"Can't condense spiritual power?" This remark made the old man stunned, and then he was puzzled: "How did the little girl who couldn't even condense her spiritual power get into the purple spirit?" Little girl, could it be that this purple spirit has your relatives? ”

"Nope."

"That's weird."

"Can we get the elixir?" Mengjia said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone. This old man talks a lot of nonsense. The clan sister must have a last resort to be unable to condense spiritual power, this old man is yin and yang, it must not be a good thing.

"Yes, but it's not you, it's you." The old man stretched out his hand and pointed at Mengjia, and said with a strange smile.

"What do you mean by that?" Nangong Ying's tense face also turned cold.

"What do you mean? You can't even condense your spiritual power, and you still want to enter the elixir? Dream on! If you can't condense your spiritual power, it will be a waste if you give this elixir. Rather than that, it's better not to give! The old man snorted coldly, very disdainful of Nangong Ying.

"You..."

"Stinky old man, you deceive people too much!" Mengjia is gone! Before Nangong Ying could speak, he was furious, and pointed at the thin old man and scolded loudly: "Although my clan sister can't condense spiritual power, but it's only temporary, the elixir is for Elder Zhou to let us obtain, what right do you have not to give it?" Stinky old man, if you dare not give it, I will go to Elder Zhou to judge!" Let him clean you up! ”

"Yo? Stinky boy, dare to scold me? The thin old man was amused, stood up suddenly, took a step, and appeared in front of Mengjia, with a hook of his fingers, Mengjia was like being trapped in his hands and feet, and the whole person was suspended in the air and fell up.

"You still dare to scold me, give you what the kid can do, whether to give the pill or not is up to me, this Dan Pavilion is in my charge, what Elder Zhou, the old man is not afraid! Also, if you dare to be disrespectful to me again, your elixir will also be lost! ”

"If you don't receive it, you won't receive it, master, I'm not rare!" Mengjia was hung up and shouted at the top of her voice.

"Eh, you stinky boy, look for death!" The thin old man was about to make a move, Nangong Ying saw this, hurriedly stopped in front of Meng Jia, bowed down and said, "Please don't be angry!" My brother is not bad, he is a straight gut, and if he has anything to say without thinking, please don't be like him. I don't want my elixir, please give it to him! After all, he can condense spiritual power! ”

"Clan sister!"

"Shut up!"

Listening to Nangong Ying's words, the thin old man slowly withdrew his hand, then snorted, and sat back in the chair again, as he sat down, Mengjia also sat on the ground, grinning in pain.

"Hmph, stinky boy, I won't bother with you today, old man, take your pill and fuck off!" After speaking, he flicked his fingers, and saw a small jade bottle shoot out, heading straight for Mengjia. Mengjia subconsciously caught the jade bottle, but because of this great force, after receiving it, he actually took more than a dozen steps backwards, and then sat on the ground again, and he seemed to have left the Dan Pavilion and was sitting on the ground outside in a daze.

"Thank you for your mercy. The disciple has taken his leave! Nangong Ying hurriedly clenched her fists and turned around to leave.

"Girl, stop me!"

Nangong Ying, who was about to leave, stepped out of the Dan Pavilion with one foot, but was stopped by the old man's words.

"Did I let you go, old man?"

"What else do you command?" Although Nangong Ying was angry in her heart, she still endured it and turned around respectfully.

The old man glanced up at her, and said slowly: "Even spiritual power can't be condensed, you... Don't stay in Purple Spirit! ”

"You can be my master?"

"Not really."

Nangong Ying turned around, looked at him with blazing eyes, and said word by word: "Then you have no right to let me leave!" Maybe you think that people like me are not worthy of being a disciple of Purple Spirit, or maybe you think I am ridiculous, and you think that I am beyond my strength. But... So what? ”

The voice fell, and at this moment, Nangong Ying once again returned to the proud girl of the sky who was as proud as a peacock, she raised her head proudly, and said with confidence in her eyes: "I am Nangong Ying, I am standing on this land at this moment, I am the disciple of this purple spirit!" Can't condense spiritual power? So what? You only see me now, but you don't know who I used to be, so don't look at me with your rat eyes! Look, soon you won't look down on me anymore, and you won't tell me that you can't stay in the Purple Spirit! Because... I'm Nangong Ying! I am destined to be the pride of the Purple Spirit! ”

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The early morning sun was a little dazzling, and Mu Ying was a little flustered, it was a dream again, but it was the same dream, different people, and the women in the dream were all their former selves.

Sitting up and rubbing her head, Mu Ying pushed open the window, and the wind blowing in front of her was a cold wind, the wind in early winter was not very cold, but it made people feel comfortable.

After cleaning up, Mu Ying went out of the door, greeted by the noise of noise, standing in front of the stairs and seeing the crowd frolicking outside the door below. At this time, the people have already gotten up and are busy for the day.

After standing for a while, Ying Lingzi also went out, walked to Mu Ying's side, looked downstairs and said softly: "Looking at those ordinary people, although they are a little bitter and tired, but life is still very beautiful, at least you don't have to think about it a lot, just work hard to live." ”

Mu Ying looked at her mother and said, "We'll be fine, and when you see your father, you will be happy." ”

Ying Lingzi's face flushed, he reached out and touched Mu Ying's head, and said softly: "It's not that we're happy, it's our family of three that is happy." ”

After breakfast, under Yang Wenwen's reluctant gaze, the four of them continued to fly south.

In this way, it took more than a month to fly, and seeing that it would take another month or so to reach the Imperial City, Mu Ying and the four of them were in a good mood.

On this day, they landed in front of a city, which was a very large city, called Guanjin City, and when they entered the city, there were not as many people in the city as they imagined, which made the very large and wide streets seem deserted.

Mu Ying and the four of them, as before, first found a place to live, and then went straight to the restaurant, ordered a good dish, and listened to Yang Wenwen: "The name of this official entering the city is very strange!" Officials entering the city, isn't it the meaning of big officials entering the city? ”

"I don't know, anyway, we'll stay for a day, whatever!" Jin snorted.

Soon, the meals were served, but what surprised the four of them was that the dishes here were all sweet, whether it was meat or vegetables, they were all sweet, which was very strange, Yang Wenwen pulled the young man over and asked, "Let me ask you, isn't there any salty food here?" It's all sweet! ”

The guy shook his head with a wry smile and said, "We want to make salty, but we don't have salt here!" So you can't make salty ones. ”

"No salt? How could there be no salt? What the hell is going on? Mu Ying and the others all looked at the young guy strangely.

The young man thought for a while, and then said: "Actually, two years ago, we still had salt here, but one day two years ago, the city lord of our official entered the city was replaced, and the new city lord bought all the salt from all the salt shops in our city on the first day of his appointment, and then drove them out of the official city, and forbade any more salt sellers to enter the city, and from then on, there was no salt in the city." ”

"What? And such things? Mu Ying and the four of them looked at each other, all of them feeling ridiculous about this ridiculous approach. I heard Yang Wenwen ask, "Then didn't you resist?" ”

"Of course we resisted, but this new city lord is not simple, he seems to know what kind of witchcraft, he can control all the poultry in our official city, including the demon beasts outside the city, as long as any of us dare to resist him, he will let the demon beasts eat us, so we don't dare to resist anymore!"

Hearing the words of the little two, Mu Ying and the four of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

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