An ethereal sword, unsullied and flawless, with no attributes, and thus can be granted any attribute.

From the moment it was cast, it had been endowed with spirituality, and it had the blank of the sword spirit.

After Ye Changsheng retrieved the ethereal sword from Huang Jingyun's hand, every once in a while, he would feed the sword with his own blood.

It wasn't until a month ago that he got some precious materials from the Alchemist Guild and began to officially cultivate the Sword Spirit.

The current sword spirit is just a pregnant fetus, of course, it can't speak, but it can send out thoughts and pass them on to his master.

Therefore, the "master" that Ye Changsheng heard came more from his imagination, from his experience and understanding of the sword spirit's emotions.

Changsheng could even "hear" that the sword spirit was complaining to him that the sword body was too short and uncomfortable to live in.

It's funny, like a fetus complaining to its mother about a malposition.

Changsheng smiled: "Okay, don't complain, soon I will transform the sword body, and you will be wronged for a few more days." ”

After appeasing the sword spirit, Ye Changsheng took out the spirit martial arts level long sword that the magic bell gave him, and was about to practice swordsmanship, when suddenly a crisp bell sounded in the direction of the door.

"Ding!"

Ye Changsheng thought for a while, but still walked to the gate and pulled a rope that hung down.

In fact, he had already heard the bell ring yesterday, but he was cultivating at that time, so he ignored it.

Now the bell rang again, and I guess someone from outside was looking for something about him.

With a bang, the closed stone door opened, and Fan Daozhen appeared on the other side of the gate.

Fan Daozhen looked at Ye Changsheng opposite in surprise, and always felt that Ye Changsheng was a little different, but he couldn't say what was different.

"Master Fan, are you done?" Ye Changsheng smiled and saluted.

When he came, the entire Refiner Guild was all preparing for the upcoming annual meeting in the capital.

Ye Changsheng learned from Elder Zheng that Master Fan and the President were busy, so he didn't bother and came directly to the underground sword room.

Fan Daozhen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Once the elder grows serious, how can there be a time to stop." ”

"By the way, Changsheng," Fan Daozhen said, "This is a secret letter sent by your subordinates, the old man heard that a few days ago, there was a fight on the river, is it related to the Ye family's fleet?"

A look of surprise flashed in Ye Changsheng's eyes, he took a wooden cylinder handed over by Fan Daozhen, opened the lid with a secret method, and took out the secret letter inside.

He read the letter without moving, and said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just some trivial things." ”

Fan Daozhen didn't see any change in Ye Changsheng's expression, but he still reminded: "If someone from Tianbao Pavilion is making trouble for you, you must tell the old man!"

Ye Changsheng nodded gratefully, Fan Daozhen was much more upright and sincere than Fang Daqi.

Fan Daozhen suddenly thought of something: "Changsheng, when you leave, don't forget to receive Yulu." ”

"Yu Lu?" Ye Changsheng then remembered that as a senior advisor of the Refiner Guild, he had a salary to receive every month.

Fan Daozhen nodded and said: "According to the regulations, senior advisors can receive 100,000 taels of silver every month, three medium-grade spirit stones, a bottle of seven-grade condensing pills, and a bottle of seven-grade qi and blood pills, in addition, you also have research fees of 300,000 taels of silver, but this needs to be applied." ”

Ye Changsheng was shocked, he knew that the senior advisor would not be less, but he didn't expect it to be such an exaggeration.

Not to mention the 100,000 taels of silver, just three medium-grade spirit stones, which are worth 300,000 taels of silver, and the value of two bottles of seven-grade pills is not low.

If you add the 300,000 taels of silver that can be applied for, then his monthly salary will soon catch up with one million taels of silver!

Of course, this is just an algorithm of worldly values, and in fact, no one will convert spirit stones and pills into silver.

Whether it is the Divine Condensing Pill or the Qi and Blood Pill, they are all essential medicines for cultivators, and they can be used regardless of the level of cultivation.

When Changsheng forged the sword, he often took these two kinds of pills, but most of them were ninth-grade and eighth-grade pills, and the seventh-grade ones had never been used.

And most of the spirit stones are in the hands of the cultivation sects, and they are almost invisible on the market, only on the black market.

The spirit stone is a prop that cultivators must use in the stage of transforming into a spirit realm, and it is the source of spiritual power.

Medium-grade spirit stones are even rarer, and they are not enough, so how can they be sold?

If you really want to sell it, let alone 300,000 taels, even if it is doubled, someone will buy it.

If someone really wants to sell it, Changsheng will not hesitate to pay for it, three yuan a month, which is not enough at all.

Ye Changsheng asked, "Master Fan, if I want to get more medium-grade spirit stones, is there any way?"

Fan Daozhen also said that Ye Changsheng wanted to find spirit stones for his retainers, and thought for a while: "Medium-grade spirit stones may be a little difficult to handle, but low-grade spirit stones, the guild can give you special approval, but the number will not be too much." ”

President Fang Daqi had already let go, as long as Ye Changsheng's request was not excessive, the Refiner Guild could give it and meet it.

There are a number of medium-grade spirit stones, but if there are low-grade spirit stones, Fan Daozhen can call the shots.

A look of disappointment flashed in Ye Changsheng's eyes, but he was still grateful: "Then trouble Master Fan." ”

The four great ministers of the Ye family and the two major worshippers all use low-grade spirit stones, so they are not attractive to immortals.

But now with this condition, there is nothing to find fault with, and some are better than nothing, right?

The two of them made their way back to the ground.

Ye Changsheng, who saw the light of day again, looked up at the rising red sun, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

His body is indescribably transparent, and the three hundred and sixty-one open acupuncture points are like small mouths, allowing the body to learn to breathe.

In between these breaths, Changsheng's sense of heaven and earth refreshed all previous cognitions.

It took Ye Changsheng to adapt to the changes in his body and perception after standing for a long time.

He smiled apologetically at Fan Daozhen and walked towards a small building on the east side.

In front of a window, Changsheng handed over his token.

The official in charge of distributing the salary checked the token and said with a smile on his face: "Young Master Ye, please wait!"

The white-haired immortal is the lucky star of the Alchemist Guild, and he is also a figure that the elders rely on, where do officials dare to slack?

I didn't even see that even if I took a fortune, I was accompanied by an elder.

"Wait a minute," Fan Daozhen said suddenly, "Add another twenty lower grade spirit stones to Ye Gongzi." ”

The official hurriedly nodded to Elder Fan, and after a moment's effort, he handed a delicate wooden box out of the window.

Ye Changsheng casually put the wooden box into the demon space, and after bidding farewell to Fan Daozhen, he strode towards the gate of the Refiner Guild.

Under the gloomy sky, Ye Changsheng's face was also gloomy.

Two days ago, the Ye family's fleet was attacked on the river outside Nine Winds City.

The two cargo ships carrying the longsword were burned and sunk.

Ye Xiangdong was seriously injured.

The Ye family warriors, eighteen killed!