"Don't panic, it's a regular phenomenon!" Looking at the messy Lei Er, Old Man Guo pressed down with both hands, indicating that he was completely in control!

"It can be regarded as a game back and a little face. Old man Guo's face was pale.

After the jade box turned into ashes, the big treasure hidden in it finally showed the true face of Lushan.

A fanny pack.

The appearance is made of canvas, earthy yellow and yellow, and it is ugly to death. In his previous life, Lei Er looked at the fishing masters by the river, and basically had one person.

"Surprised, surprised, not surprised?" Old man Guo looked at Lei Er, who was confused, thinking that he was being suppressed by himself, and he was complacent.

"Not only is this fanny pack cool and easy to carry, but most importantly—"

"It's a legendary space magic weapon!"

After speaking, Old Man Guo burped, raised his waist bag with both hands, and dangled it in front of Lei Er's eyes.

"Do you like it?"

"Don't like ......"

"I know you want it! Give it, take it! I'm happy to drink this old man!"

"It's too buried, don't. ”

"If you push it again, you won't recognize me, an old brother!"

Hey, the old man really drinks his temperament!

"It's not for you!It's for you!You're willing to let me want it?!"

After some tugging, the little yellow bag was forced into Lei Er's hand.

"Your axe and hammer are all dead and heavy, and you have to resist it? The little cub is so stubborn that he is going to die!"

Seeing Lei Er's face reluctantly accepting his pocket, Old Man Guo left "angrily". Before leaving, he also took three bottles of wine, one in each hand and another in the armpit.

"This stupid boy, why are you polite to me. It's still small, I don't understand the good of space magic weapons, how many people covet Lao Tzu's bag, Lao Tzu didn't give it! I really don't know the hearts of good people!" Old man Guo walked in a serpentine shape and went out of the door with a bang.

He didn't know that Lei Er really felt ugly and didn't want it, and there were even more awesome people!

Lei Er's strength also came up, and Lao Guo climbed into bed after leaving and began to sleep with his head covered.

This sleep was dark, and from the state of waking up, Lei Er felt that he had chosen a sixteen-hour luxury package yesterday.

Looking at the ugly small waist bag pinned to his body, Lei Er was a little confused.

He remembered that he was drinking with Old Man Guo yesterday, why did he have an extra bag?

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, as soon as he touches it, he will find that it is actually a space magic weapon!

It's just that the space is a little small, three cubic meters in size, compared with his big gold tumor, he is a younger brother.

"Old man Guo is really a lost old hen, take the time to return him. But during this time, I will use it first! ”

Lei Er forgot all about last night's pulling, and he has always had a difficulty, that is, where to put his big axe and big hammer during the assessment.

Put it directly in your original gold ring, and if you take it in and out, it will be exposed, and when the time comes, the academy sect will really want to check, and you can't tell where the gold tumor came from.

It's silly to carry the axe and hammer on your shoulder.

Now the big problem that bothers me is solved, I have a new one, how to use it!

And you have to pretend to be forced by others, otherwise you will be sorry for your vanity!

I have to hide and tuck the space magic weapon myself, which is too painful for Lei Er.

The hammer and axe are still in the original ring, and every time they are taken out, they use their waist bags as a disguise, anyway, few of those turtles have ever seen a space magic weapon.

As for the fanny pack, decorate it with cigarettes, beer, fishing rods, bird slingshots, etc., and you can't leave it empty. The rest of the place will put the demon pill, but Lei Er feels that he is so strong, there may be too many demon pills to put down.

Inflated!

There is a reason why Lei Er decided to obtain the demon pill in large quantities at any cost this time.

Up to now, except for the worldly gold and silver given by Li Refueling half a year ago, he has nothing on his body, half a "fairy money" or anything.

In the previous life, looking at the online texts, the currency circulating among cultivators was definitely different from the mundane world. This can be confirmed from the unblinking demeanor of Li when he refueled him to give him gold bricks.

Lei Er doesn't know what money is used between martial artists and cultivators in this world, he usually doesn't go to class, and he has no military force, in fact, he is like an illiterate.

Illiteracy in cultivation.

Although he is not in dire need of that "immortal money" now, and for a long time, he doesn't have to worry about cultivation resources, but there is a good saying: there is nothing to be sick with, nothing is not without money.

What if when will I suddenly lose those big backers? For example, Huang Mao and Old Man Guo.

In case he is chased and killed, he must not run away with the money? It is a shame to say that he "leaves the house".

What kind of organization will you set up in the future? It is very likely! Will it cost money to recruit a younger brother? Will it cost money to repair a garden? Will it cost money to hoard arms? Will a younger brother spend money to find a daughter-in-law?

There are more places to spend money!

Lei Er's sense of crisis has always been very strong, and the fact that he has no money has been pressing on his heart for a long time.

And the demon pill can definitely be used to exchange for that "fairy money"!

Save a little more yourself, and when the time comes, you will hand in less at the end of the assessment, and only pay one more than the second place!

The rest is kept by himself, and he wants to exchange it for money.

Complete the violent accumulation of raw capital in one go.

Looking down from the bed, there were wine bottles on the ground, and a table of leftover soup, Lei Er's brain hurt.

Bad wine is still bad wine, drinking too much is a headache, and it will not change with the improvement of cultivation.

"Wait for the crown to come back and let the two little brothers pack up. ”

The year-end exam is still here.

Counting some of the old disciples, a total of more than 1,000 people, gathered in the martial arts arena on Wednesday before dawn.

After being alone for a long time, Lei Er began to dislike this kind of feeling of being a person, wearing a nightgown, listlessly at the end of his class.

Then Dean Mustache began to mobilize before the exam, saying a bunch of loud and tasteless.

Lei Er distilled only two pieces of useful information from the discussions of the people around him.

First, maps will be randomly distributed before leaving the sect, but there are only 200 of them.

Second, the leader of the sect is only responsible for leading the way for ten miles after leaving the sect, and it is all up to the disciples themselves in the future.

The first rule will directly lead to the danger of elimination of more than four-fifths of the test-taking students. Those who don't have a picture must find someone with a picture, either attached to it or robbed it.

At this time, the advantage of teaming up comes out.

The second is both a guarantee and a pressure on the disciples. The vast majority of map battles will break out as soon as the Elder leaves.

But Lei Er doesn't care, he came purely on vacation this time, he really brought a barbecue grill.

After the dean finished explaining, he motioned to several leading elders to distribute the map.

This map is the real ticket to this year-end exam!

Candidates who did not grab the map and did not have an object to attach to had only one choice, and that was to go home.

This Demon Beast Mountain Range is not the back mountain of the Martial Arts Academy, there is no map to avoid some fierce places, like that kind of big demon's lair, ordinary first- and second-order disciples will die when they enter the mountain.

But there are those who lose themselves once they have power. This kind of person is the most unbelieving in evil, and believes in the so-called "seeking wealth and danger", and often really dies.

It's all the fault of survivor bias. The few people who survived gained "great wealth", attracting batch after batch of people to run as cannon fodder and fertilizer.

The year-end exam of the Transcendence Sect is different every year, and only every four years of the "enrollment year" will choose to conduct trials in the Demon Beast Mountain Range. Still, there are dead people every year.

There is no way to do this, cultivating martial arts and cultivating truth, in fact, they are all going against the sky, and it is normal to die on the road.

An elder came to Lei Er's "First Class of Junior Martial Arts", randomly read the list, and picked three people, and Lei Er was among them.

"It's a hassle-free. "Lei Er thinks it's good. He's actually a person who is very afraid of trouble, and he doesn't like to call around all the time.

was so fierce before that some people knew that they were not easy to mess with, after all, they looked like they were easy to bully. I'm only six years old!

"When I disbanded, I ran away as soon as I could, distanced myself from them, and I was idle. ”

Lei Er knew that if he allowed them to surround him, nothing would go wrong in the end, but his precious time would be wasted.

No, there are a few undead guys who are still staring at him, beating his idea!

If only I could kill people, if I had killed people casually from the beginning, I would have become famous a long time ago!

If you cripple ten outsiders, there will always be people who come over to find a smoke, but as long as you slaughter one, with the gangs of cowards in the academy, you definitely don't have the courage to find fault.

Lei Er believes that there will definitely be that kind of ruthless person with blood on his hands in the sect, but he will definitely not be in the martial arts academy. There may have been before, and there may be in the future, but this one is really not possible.

The idea of killing people is just a passing in the mind, and it is just emotion. Those who practice martial arts should remember that the benevolent are invincible, and harmony makes money! Everyone lays down their weapons and blows each other in business, hello, I am good, and cats and dogs are good.

Out of the sect, the disciples of the Martial Academy, under the leadership of the elders, headed north.

Along the way, Lei Er saw the ranks of disciples from many other academies. According to a rough estimate, there are nearly 5,000 people in the Transcendence Sect participating in the assessment this time, with the Martial Academy and Xiuzhen Academy having the largest number.

The sky was bright, and the harsh winter sun had to be said to be very weak, and it didn't bring heat at all.

The distant mountains are full of white. Occasionally, some wintering birds flutter up hungry and don't know if they will survive this long winter.

The air is filled with the smell of winter, and the cold air is inhaled into the nasal passages, stimulating the tear ducts, making people can't help but have a sour nose, and after a while, tears will fall.

Although the nightgown is known as warm in winter and cool in summer, it only cares about the body and face. The wind was like a knife, blowing on Lei Er's face, making him recall the days when he forgot to wear a mask in winter when he was in college in Liaozhou in his previous life.

At that time, it was minus 20 degrees outside, and the wind inhaled into the nose, and it felt like it could freeze the snot into ice in the nasal passages.

The originally noisy crowd marched in this lonely deep mountain, and it also formed a strange silence. No one spoke at this time, only the continuous "crunch" sound, which was the sound of boots stepping into the snow.

Slowly, led by the Martial Arts Academy and the Xiuzhen Academy, the army was divided into two squads and confronted each other. Among them, the Xiuzhen Academy side was obviously more powerful and calm, while some of the older generation of martial arts academy disciples were uncontrollably short of breath and sweaty palms.

The atmosphere is tense and delicate.

Ten miles of land, for these "practitioners", it is really not too far. Many people counted the distance, ready to fight or flee.

Finally, after passing a towering ancient tree, the leading elders all raised their bodies without warning and flew away from the scene. The whole process didn't force a word.

The two teams fell into a suffocating absolute stillness for a split second.