The monks picked up the things in a very confused way, only to realize that they didn't seem to be able to pick up the things in Xianyi City in a day or two.

Xianyi City was originally a huge fairy city, when Nuomi lived in it before, they wanted to go all over the city, with the help of the foot power of the Julou, it also took a lot of time, not to mention that now they have to look through the stones while walking, pick up the things pressed under the stones, and move the bones outside the city to bury them.

The pillar watched the monks come and go, and finally he couldn't bear to speak, and said, "You guys...... You can drop by and move the stone out of here. ”

He was a man who never spoke much, and when he suddenly spoke, everyone was startled, and then he realized that there was such a person as a pillar next to him.

The pillar has always been a man of few words, but when such a person suddenly speaks, people will pay more attention to what he says.

As soon as he said this, the other monks remembered that what they had to do now was not to do something like picking up garbage in this Xianyi City, but to find some stones that could still be used and take them back to build a sect, and they all immediately became ashamed. Especially after they found out that only Nuomi and Ye Fan's sword cultivators were silently carrying the stones, they were even more ashamed and blushed.

They didn't think that these people looked down on the things of Xianyi City, so they should work more, so they felt that they had really gone too far, and they all started to get busy.

In fact, just as the pillar said, even if they were picking up things in Xianyi City, they could still carry the stones outside by the way. It's just because they were so excited that they forgot what they were supposed to do. Now that they were reminded by the pillar, they all began to get back to work. In a short time, a mountain of stones had been erected in front of the pillars.

The stones were collected quite quickly, and in a short time there were enough stones to be used to rebuild the sect. There were some places that might need to go to the spirit wood, and the pillar had already calculated it in his mind, and he felt that as long as he took a few collapsed spirit trees on the road, it shouldn't be a big problem.

They are now looking at quite a few people. But if you really want to think of it as a sect, there are actually not many of them. The sects they need to build will not be very large, and they will not need a lot of stone and wood.

Glutinous rice had already given the pillar a storage bag, and the storage bag was not full at this time. The pillars already felt that the material was sufficient.

But he said that the materials were sufficient, but the monks in charge of picking the stones in front of him all spoke, "Is this a little enough?" Not enough, not enough. You see there are so many stones in this place, let's get some more. When the time comes, when the other monks also return from the netherworld, there will be no such good opportunity. Besides, this sect must be full of style. Such a little bit of stone, where is enough? ”

Several monks spoke at the same time.

As soon as they finished speaking, they looked at each other and laughed along. Apparently all with the same mind.

The pillar looked at the glutinous rice, and the glutinous rice also looked at the pillar, and both of them were a little speechless.

These monks felt that the stones were not enough, obviously they saw that there were still a lot of things pressed under Xianyi City, and they wanted to dig out all those things. That's why I said this, clearly to be able to pick up more magic weapons and other things.

However, their words obviously won Qin Guanglan's favor.

Qin Guanglan regarded this sect as more important than his own life, and when he heard others say this, he immediately followed suit, and persuaded Nuomi, "That's right, there are a lot of stones in this place." The aura contained in it is abundant. It's a shame to just give up. Either we can make do here for two days now, and when we have collected enough, we will go back to the sect. ”

When Nuomi heard this, she didn't know what to say.

In Qin Guanglan's eyes, the ruins of this Xianyi City were like an unattended treasure house. It was temporarily vacated and available for them to use. No matter how much they take here, they don't feel like it's enough. Because there are so many more and better things waiting for them.

If you really stay in this place, it won't be a matter of one or two days, and I don't know how long it will take.

Glutinous rice thought about it. He looked at the pillar again, shook his head, and said, "I don't want it." We're just staying here, just to get a little more. Mentor you have also seen it, me and my senior brother...... There are some other sword cultivators, and they are just moving things here, and there is nothing else to do. Now that the stone is enough, why don't you go back to the sect first and repair the sect. If anyone wants to come here to collect things, they can just rush over here by themselves. ”

Before she could say this, a monk raised his voice and said, "Why bother. Since we are all going to separate, let you go first. Those of us who want to stay, we can go back to the sect in a few days. ”

Nuomi glanced at Qin Guanglan helplessly.

If Qin Guanglan hadn't noticed anything by this time, Nuomi felt that this sect might as well not be rebuilt. The big guys collect more things in this place, and they go their own ways to be a leisurely cultivator, but they are also happy.

Fortunately, Qin Guanglan was not so brainless.

After hearing the monk's words, Qin Guanglan's face immediately sank, and he said sharply, "Rebuilding the sect is a big deal, where is there any saying that when the sect is rebuilt, the disciples of the sect are wandering outside." If you don't want to go back to the sect, I'll expel you from the sect now, and you go and be a loose cultivator, and I won't keep you!" ”

The monk who opened his mouth to speak was a disciple of the Qianren Sect, and when he saw that his words had caused Qin Guanglan to be thundered, he immediately didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly lowered his head and whispered, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, don't drive me out of the sect." I'll just go back and help. ”

Qin Guanglan looked around with a tense face, and when she saw that no more monks raised objections, she finally nodded with satisfaction, and relaxed her face a little.

The rest of the monks couldn't help but rejoice in their hearts.

Although they didn't say anything, in fact, the thoughts in their hearts were no different from those of the monk who opened their mouths, and they all hoped to stay in this Xianyi City and not leave. If the unlucky guy hadn't spoken out first, maybe the person who was scolded by the master would have been replaced by one of them.

Thinking of this, the other monks glanced at the monk with some gratitude. Of course, in their eyes, there is inevitably a little bit of a fool's affection.

This kind of thing, just think about it in your heart, and really take it out and teach it with the palm, but you are really impatient.

Nuomi looked around at the monks, and saw that in addition to a little happiness in their eyes, there seemed to be a little disapproval and frustration, so she sighed in her heart.

She didn't know if it was because she was now at a higher level, or because of something else. When you look at the monks, you can always see the mistakes in their path. Maybe the monks themselves were never aware of this, but these actions really affected their Dao minds.

Nuomi thought about it, then slowly spoke, and said, "The spiritual treasures between heaven and earth are inexhaustible. If it is a Dharma weapon that is related to you, it will not escape from you no matter what; If you covet too much what you shouldn't have, you will bring disaster. You have already gained a lot, whether you take more depends on fate, why bother. ”

This sentence, glutinous rice just said it casually, as if talking to someone, and the voice was not very loud. But this small sound slowly reached the ears of every monk. And the sound grew louder and louder, until at last it rumbled like a drum beating in the hearts of the people, and shook the monks.

Some of them were weak-minded, and they even thought that there was some kind of vibration between heaven and earth, which made them suddenly feel a burst of coolness in their minds, and the fog in their brains seemed to have been washed away, which surprised them thoroughly.

But when they came back to their senses, they found that there was something changing in the sky, and there was no change in the surroundings. It seems that only their own souls move.

As for the monks with a higher level of cultivation, such as Qin Guanglan or Lou Qianzhong, their Dao hearts are already quite firm, although they also listen to Nuomi's words, they don't have any special feelings. Except that he felt that this was very reasonable, he did not have any visions.

"Deputy, deputy, deputy......?"

The monks who had a strange soul looked at Nuomi in surprise, wanting to see something from Nuomi.

But after Nuomi finished talking to them, he had already turned around and left. At this time, he had already returned to the pillar, raised his head and whispered to the pillar about the rebuilding of the sect, and did not pay any attention to the monks behind him.

The monks looked at Nuomi's appearance, saw that her face was very calm, and saw that the pillar lowered his head slightly, listening carefully to Nuomi's speech, and they thought that maybe there was something wrong with their feelings.

The cultivation of the deputy head of the sect, these disciples who have been in the Thousand Thousand Sect know best, how can they not reach the level of great power, how can they really use the truth to shake their souls and Dao hearts.

Moreover, if the deputy head of the sect really has that ability, the first person to be shocked should be the body cultivator beside her. That body cultivator didn't react, could it...... Don't......

It can't be that their Dao heart is more swaying than a body cultivator, right?

At the thought of this possibility, all the monks shook their heads, feeling that they must have been thinking too much.

If they are just physically cultivated, how can they be compared to individual cultivators? Fang Cai's affirmation was just their delusion. RP