The steward of the treasury is an old man with crane hair, this old man was originally an outer disciple named Yang Xiu, who has practiced all his life, but because of his poor qualifications, he finally had to cultivate at the second level of Naling. Ten years ago, because of his advanced age and loss of faith in his practice, he invited himself to be a steward in this miscellaneous office. The treasury steward of this miscellaneous office is different from other stewards, and some of the elixirs in the treasury must be guarded by people who have cultivated to protect them, and the treasury is assigned to him to manage, and this management is ten years. This Yang Xiu is also comfortable here, he usually doesn't have to do anything, everything is left to the people below to do, and there are many filial piety from the people below, and even the things in the warehouse can be taken casually.

At this time, he was sitting on the Taishi chair at the door of the warehouse, with a book in his right hand and a pu fan in his left hand, humming a little song leisurely. Zhang Ping walked up the road, and after a while, he arrived at the warehouse and saw the crane-haired old man, so he stepped forward and made a joke: "Mr. is polite, Xiao Ke came to the miscellaneous office for the first time, and came to the warehouse to receive sundries." ”

The old man glanced at Zhang Ping and said, "Go inside and find my apprentice Li He." Then he hummed a little song to himself. After hearing this, Zhang Ping walked into the warehouse, and after a while, he found a beautiful woman sitting in front of a desk reading a book. Hearing the footsteps, he looked up at Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping saw that the other party was looking at him, so he clenched his fists and said: "Sister is polite, I am Zhang Ping who just came to the room, I came to pick up some sundries today, please make it convenient for my sister." ”

"Where's the waist card?" Li He said, standing up and stretching out his hand.

"Here it is. Zhang Ping handed the waist card to Li He.

Li He looked at the waist card and asked Zhang Ping to wait here, and went to get something for Zhang Ping. After a while, Li He walked over to Zhang Ping with two boys holding some quilts and basins.

"Your name is Zhang Ping, right?"

"Hmm. ”

"You can confirm what I gave you, two quilts, two copper basins..."

After confirming the things distributed by Zhang Ping one by one, he picked them up and prepared to thank Li He.

I didn't want Li He to speak first: "Little brother, I see that you look good, you have time to play!"

Zhang Ping felt that something was wrong, so he lowered his head and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, senior sister, Zhang Ping said goodbye." ”

With that, Zhang Ping left. Not far from Zhang Ping's departure from the warehouse, he suddenly heard a woman's "giggle" laughter behind him. Zhang Ping turned around and saw Li He sitting on the lap of the crane-haired old man, and the old man's hand reached into Li He's arms. only to find that Li He was staring at Zhang Ping from a distance...

Zhang Ping hurriedly turned around and strode out of here.

Zhang Ping returned to his room and sorted out the miscellaneous items that Li He sent to him today. Suddenly, I found a book and opened it. Here is a record of the exercises for entering the first floor of Naling, as well as some rules of the miscellaneous office, the most important thing for Zhang Ping is that he can go to the treasury every month to get two pills of Qi Pills for cultivation, every three months the Yang steward of the treasury has an explanation for cultivation, every six years the disciples of the miscellaneous service department can receive a Gathering Spirit Pill in the warehouse, once the cultivation enters the first layer of Naling, you can officially enter as an outer disciple. Wen Xiu gave Zhang Ping more than 100 Qi Pills, thinking that this kind of pill was nothing in the eyes of their core disciples, but to Zhang Ping, these more than 100 pills were precious.

The things to do in the room are busy from morning to night, and they don't have time to rest until the night. As soon as the time passed, a group of brothers in the house lit a fire in the courtyard, and in order to celebrate the arrival of the seventh child, the eldest almost dragged Elder Cheng's blood ginseng whiskers away. Everyone gathered around the fire, eating meat and drinking.

"I said everyone, today for our seventh child, I pulled off seven of Elder Cheng's blood ginseng whiskers, the fourth child is sick and can't eat this supplement, let's give this extra to Lao Qi!" Xie Zhuang picked up the wine bowl and drank it in one gulp, then carefully took out a handkerchief from his arms, and the handkerchief was wrapped in a few red filaments.

The rest of the people were all short of breath when they saw this filament, and their eyes were staring at each other for fear that the filament would fly away.

Xie Zhuang carefully distributed the filaments to everyone, and when Zhang Ping received these two filaments, Zhang Ping asked puzzledly: "Boss, I see that the brothers have strange expressions, is this blood ginseng root tendrel very precious?"

"Hehe, it is naturally precious to us, this filament is worth ten Qi Gathering Pills, but for Elder Cheng, this is just a bowl of spiritual soup. Xie Zhuang said.

"Boss, this ginseng is in hand, and I'm not in the mood to eat it when I see so much meat, so I'll go back first. Lao Wu said.

"Boss, then I'll go back too. The third said again.

"Okay, then you can go back first, and I'll talk to Lao Qi for a few more words. Xie Zhuang said.

The others dispersed one after another, leaving only Xie Zhang and the two in front of the bonfire, Xie Zhuang carried the wine bowl, slowly looking at the sky, tonight the stars and the moon were bright, and the long rainbows of different colors crossed the sky, Xie Zhuang's face was melancholy, and he did not speak for a long time.

"Old Seven, I was as old as you when I first came here, and twenty years have passed. The people here have come and gone, and they have seen life and death, parting, and soaring... But in the end, most people can only be like me. What is blandness, blandness, blandness? Blandness means that I can't find a way forward and can't go back. Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, qualification first. How can we work hard like ours? In the eyes of their immortals, what are we mortals? Mole ants? Hmph, ants can still live freely, and you and I are just inanimate tools in their eyes. In this miscellaneous office, you can mess with anyone, only the steward in the treasury and his female disciple can't be messed with, they are all cultivated people, and they are all immortals!" With that, Xie Zhuang took a sip of the wine in the bowl, and staggered towards the fourth child's room.

Zhang Ping returned to the house and sat cross-legged on the futon. He took out two roots from his arms and threw them directly into his mouth, which was tasteless, and his mouth turned into a warm current and ran into the dantian. Zhang Ping hurriedly sensed the aura according to the formula, and the aura entered the body from the surrounding heaven and earth, wandering through the veins, and it was an extremely comfortable feeling.

In the early morning of the second day, when the rooster crowed, the lights in the rooms of several people were still on. Zhang Ping suddenly heard someone shouting outside the window: "The fourth is awake! The fourth is awake! Come on!"

Zhang Ping heard the sound, got up from the futon and walked to the door. Just look at the strong in the courtyard with red eyes and shouting.

Several other people also pushed open the door and ran towards the fourth child's room. Entering the fourth child's room, a young man with a handsome face was lying on the bed. His face was pale, and his eyes were half-open.

"Fourth, you're finally awake. That is too ruthless, how did you recruit her?" said the second child.

"Ahem, big brother, she wants to be nice to me... She wants to be nice to me... I was led into her boudoir that day, and I couldn't help but hug her, and then I felt like I didn't have any strength at all... I couldn't move, and then I didn't know anything. The fourth said.

"This stinky girl is yin to our fourth, I'll go to him for revenge!" said the third angrily.

Xie Zhuang turned around and roared in a low voice: "Don't go, this matter ends here! You have all taken turns to accompany the fourth child at home for the past few days, and no one is allowed to go out! As long as the fourth child's illness can be cured, it will be fine." ”

"But—" said the third child angrily.

"It's nothing, if you want to recognize me as a big brother, just listen to me!" Xie Zhuang said sternly.

The brothers around him also didn't refute it, and nodded yes. Xie Zhuang walked out of the door as if he had lost his soul.

One day later, the fourth child died. Before he died, he only said "unwilling". The brothers all wanted to take revenge, but they were stopped by Xie Zhuang one by one. They also all know Xie Zhuang's intentions, and they also know that if they go to take revenge, they will die and die, but what can they do? Zhang Ping and Lao Si did not have a deep friendship, but when they saw the brothers go from grief to grief and grief, and from grief to grief, they also developed great sympathy. Until the brothers turned their grief into motivation again, as if only crazy work could forget the pain of the fourth child's departure. Six years have passed in the blink of an eye...

Zhang Ping's cultivation that has never slackened in the past six years finally brought him a glimmer of hope. A year ago, the aura in his dantian finally had a sense of cohesion.

"Gathering Spirit Pill, it seems that you can only snatch food from your mouth!" Zhang Ping slowly got up from the futon, his eyes flashing with light. There are still more than a month left for him to go and receive the Gathering Spirit Pill. However, the six years of life in this miscellaneous service department told him that no disciple of the miscellaneous service department had ever received the Gathering Spirit Pill in the treasury, and only received a packet of Na Ling San. This Na Ling San is obtained by grinding and filtering the waste pill of the Gathering Spirit Pill, there are many impurities, the effect is poor, and it may make people have diarrhea after taking it, so cultivators rarely use it, but for mortals such as the Miscellaneous Servants, this Na Ling San is also an elixir. The real Gathering Spirit Pill was naturally enjoyed by Yang Xiu and Li He. Zhang Ping felt that he was about to gather his spirits, but no matter how he cultivated, he was a little bit closer, maybe the bottleneck written in the book had fallen, and no matter how much he cultivated, he couldn't make progress. It must be helped by fate or elixir to make a breakthrough. Zhang Ping had also taken elixirs with similar effects to Na Lingsan in the gang room in the past few years, and he felt that Na Lingsan could not advance the breakthrough of his realm at all.

"That's all there is to it. Zhang Pingmu said firmly.

On this day, Zhang Ping came to a grass room next to the washroom, which was where Chen Peng, the steward of the miscellaneous office, was.

"Senior Brother Chen, I have been in the miscellaneous service office for more than five years, and I want to go home to visit my parents. Ask Senior Brother Chen to distribute the wind talisman. Zhang Ping clenched his fists and finished speaking, and took advantage of the situation to send a small bag into Chen Peng's hands.

Chen Peng looked at the tips, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said softly: "Oh, Brother Zhang, why be so polite. This magic talisman can be received twice every three years for the purpose of visiting relatives, and it is attached to the ankle for thousands of miles a day, and it is not visible to mortals. Brother Zhang has been here for more than five years, so it is natural to receive two Fengxing talismans!" Chen Peng immediately took out two talismans from the box under the bed.

"Senior Brother Chen, the younger brother went home to the province this time to show off in person, the younger brother has no cultivation and can only rely on this talisman to support it, these two talismans are only enough for back and forth, can you give two more?" Zhang Ping said with his fists clenched.

"Oh, okay, you have been in my miscellaneous office for nearly six years, and you have the right to return to your hometown twice and use it once!" Chen Peng took two more talismans and handed them to Zhang Ping.

After Zhang Ping left, he asked the female disciple of the Huan Wash to help him get some high-quality rouge, and then returned to his room to continue his meditation and cultivation.