Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

There is so much truth to this.

......

The information sent back by the iron box let Youfang know that Hei Kun did not deceive people, this was really the Mo cemetery, and he had really become the sect master. But he wasn't happy at all, because Hei Kun was right, the sect master could have everything here, but it also included some small responsibilities.

"The Mo people have been hidden in the world for thousands of years, although their prestige is still there, but their people have been thin, especially in the past few hundred years. But the generations of my Mo clan never see the shortcomings and strengths based on the number of people, only the strength of the real show. Inherit the legacy of our ancestors and keep the legacy of our ancestors. However, the ancestral land is huge, the expenses are still there, after half a year, there will be no light here, and I hope that the sect master will solve this small cost first...... "Hei Kun told the responsibility of the sect master.

Hei Kun understated when he talked about "small expenses", as if it was really just an easy thing, but the more you listened, the more frightened she became.

What is the concept of 3,000 third-class crystals?

No one knew about the people in Lanzhen, and he didn't know about it, but he knew that he was a little dizzy and was about to faint.

After slowing down for a while, you began to calculate mechanically: "A piece of third-grade crystal is equal to one hundred second-grade crystals, which is equal to ten thousand first-class crystals..."

"Thirty million?"

"That's how many chicken legs are there!"

The calculation results made Youfang stunned, and subconsciously asked Hei Kun: "Is it possible to earn so much in half a year?"

"Is it a lot?" Hei Kun looked serious, then pointed to those tombstones and said: "These are your ancestors, in their opinion, this is not a problem at all, maybe your situation is a little special." ”

Special?

You Fang couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart!

"Since the Mo master founded the Mo clan 10,000 years ago, two clan rules have been established. The first is that the people of their own clan are ordered by the suzerain, and the second is to remember the rules of Moren. As he spoke, Hei Kun pointed to the depths of the tombstone.

Youfang listened carefully, but in his opinion, there was no difference between saying the first clan rule and not saying it, and the information sent back from the iron box let him know that there were only two people left in this generation of the Mo clan, one was himself, and the other was the master.

All hope is in this second rule.

He followed the direction that Hei Kun pointed out, and saw that in the depths of the stele forest, there was a huge stone stele, and the huge word Moren on the stele was very eye-catching. He was immediately attracted by the lettering on it, and only felt that between the iron painting and the silver hook, there was a heroic atmosphere. Just before he could savor it, Hei Kun pointed to the back of his hand and said, "Presumably you have already learned what Moren is from the sect master's token, and you also know what kind of existence I am. ”

Youfang knew the word "Moren" when he first learned the craftsman's skills, because the first page of the widely circulated book "Craftsman" in the world only wrote six words - Moren, the war stops fighting.

At the beginning, he didn't know much about this meaning, but he knew through hearsay that it was a tragic story, but now he has a new experience of becoming the suzerain of the Mo clan. Because through the iron box, he once again "saw" the scene of the year. A kind of admiration spontaneously arose in my heart, and I also had a deeper understanding of it.

As for Hei Kun, in Youfang's opinion, he is just a Papet, nothing more......

Youfang didn't know why Hei Kun pointed to the back of his hand, he looked at it for a while, and found that there was a faint mark, not like floating on the surface, but hidden under the skin, and with it a special sense of familiarity, like where he had seen it. When I was wondering, I suddenly remembered a sign in my mind - a six-pointed star!

That's right, the tin box!

But no matter how magical the iron box is, it can't reach the 30 million, and you want to know what special you have right away, so you ask, "What's so special about me?"

Hei Kun pondered for a while, and replied: "Sect Master, you are really too special, you are the most ordinary craftsmanship since the creation of the Mo Clan, and it is also the most simple, but the heavens will descend to the Sect Master, presumably the consumption of three thousand third-grade crystals on this day, the Sect Master should be in the chest, right?"

Hei Kun originally wanted to say that among the sect masters of the Mo clan in the past dynasties, Youfang's craftsmanship was the most mediocre, and his purse was also the most deflated, but Youfang was still a teenager after all, and his craftsmanship could be improved slowly;

As for that Pinjing, one is to put a little pressure on Youfang, and the other is to make up for his previous losses, but Hei Kun never expected that there may be two extremes when people are greatly stimulated, one is to work hard, and the second is Youfang...

......

The cemetery surrounded by candles was warm and cold, but Youfang only felt cold all over his body, from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, there was a cold air that he couldn't see.

He hoped that Hei Kun was just a joke, but Hei Kun was Papet, and what he said was water that was spilled, and Papet would never lie.

Papet is only loyal to his master, but Youfang is not his master, Heikun's master is Moshi, and Moshi makes him loyal to Moren.

What Mo Ren is, you know it very well. Although he is the sect master, Mo Ren is the owner of the Mo clan. If necessary, the suzerain can also be without.

He now misses the old days very much, especially the time when the master was there, carefree, not having to run for a living, and most of all, he misses the shrewdness and righteousness in the master's mouth when he was tired.

In fact, he felt that the days of the master's absence were also very good, although it was a lot of hard work, and he was worried about the next meal every day, but fortunately, he was fulfilling, especially when he learned the craftsmanship and earned Pinjing, the satisfaction and happiness will definitely make him remember for a lifetime.

But now, 30 million and 1 class is like a boulder pressing on Youfang's chest, making him breathless, fortunately, there is still half a year, if you work hard, coupled with the true inheritance of the Mo clan, maybe it will be possible to do it in half a year, although he has been staying in the production of a product for three years, he also feels that it is only a faint hope.

But no matter how slim the hope is, it is also hope.

But Hei Kun's words were like a spoonful of boiling oil, poured on the body of the fish that had been disemboweled, so that it would die thoroughly. It's just that the fish are very magical, just like when they were alive, they are as lively and sensitive, and they never forget to show the world when they die.

If it is not handled properly, it will be splashed with oil.

Youfang is not a fish, he will resist. And he knew that unreasonable resistance would only turn into farce, but he felt that he was justified.

You asked: "How does the teacher earn 30 million a day?"

Hei Kun replied: "The fat man is very talented, and he is only two out of ten to inherit the position of the sect master, and he is already a fourth-grade craftsman." ”

You asked again: "In the past few decades since the teacher left, who provided the pinjing here?"

Hei Kun replied again: "The fat man has been diligent for a year, and the income is provided, if I remember correctly, there are a total of 5,475 fifth-grade crystals." “

Youfang asked again unwillingly: "Why is the teacher no longer the sect master of the Mo clan?" “

Hei Kun paused for a moment and replied: "The fat man is not here, but what he has done is even difficult for the ink master." “

After some questioning, Hei Kun did not leak.

Youfang found that his reasoning became unreasonable, but the 300 million and so on every day were urging him to think of a way, but there were only tombstones all over the ground except Hei Kun......

When I think of the tombstone, I think of the craftsman pen in the sky.

He is the sect master of the Mo clan, and he can have everything here!

"Although the sect master can have everything in the Mo clan, but the gentleman has a way to get money, but don't chill the hearts of the ancestors. And the Mo clan produces, it must be a high-quality product, if it is in the world, it will set off a bloody storm, if it is known by your master, I am afraid it will be ......" Hei Kun saw Youfang looking at the tombstone when he knew what he was thinking, so he stopped it, but he knew that the young man would not give up, so he continued: "If you can win it, I will solve the matter of Pinjing." “

As Hei Kun spoke, the black substance on the thumb of his right hand slowly fell off, turning into a small black kun the size of a thumb, and jumped onto his hand, with a menacing appearance.

Although Youfang didn't know what kind of grade Hei Kun was as Papet, he had slowly understood that everything Hei Kun did was actually testing himself, like a trial, and it had his purpose.

Thinking of this, Youfang felt a little comforted, and when he remembered the previous conversation, a trace of admiration for the Master rose in his heart. Although it is not clear why the master is willing to be lost in the world, there is always something unspeakable about him.

Thinking of the master's achievements back then, there is a way and a face full of yearning, that kind of life full of crystals, just thinking about it makes people feel very beautiful.

At the moment, as long as you defeat the villain pinched out by Hei Kun, your life will be even better in the future.

Youfang's eyes were full of war, and he shouted at the villain: "Let the horse come!"

......

The sky is always blue, and the earth is always green, but some people think that is deceiving.

They should all be black......

What trial, what purpose, that's just the reason why Hei Kun didn't let himself use the pen, but Hei Kun himself didn't seem to say that this was a trial.

You Fang didn't believe it, the seemingly weak little Hei Kun had such a strong strength, and he was powerless to parry, which can only show that Hei Kun was originally deliberate.

Youfang now finally understands that all "black people" are not easy to mess with, especially the seemingly cute little Heikun.

There used to be a joke that he had never seen a punch with a sandbag, but he had never seen it anyway, but he had seen what it was like to have a fist enlarged in front of his eyes, and of course, now he also knows what it feels like to hit a fist in the eye socket.

If you don't win, then the 30 million and so on every day will be unavoidable, and Youfang is still going all out...... Beaten.

Hei Kun saw that there was no way to defeat his little black man, this was something he expected, after all, this was made of the black substance on his body, and if he thought about it seriously, the Xuan Shi under the six seals might not be his opponent.

Youfang is still struggling to support, he knows that he has no chance of winning, but he still insists, he wants to prove to Hei Kun that atrocities can only prove a person's inner weakness, and he will never give in, but before he fell into a coma, he still flashed such a sentence in his heart: A big fist is the true truth.