Wei Feng was stunned by Meng Yao, and Meng Yao said, "Xiaofeng, how long have you not been out?"

"I don't remember. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"We have a stone tablet in Qingyunmen, but all official disciples will be engraved on it, I passed by there this morning and saw your name on it. The newly engraved one, I believe many people have seen it, and everyone passing by will have the habit of sweeping their eyes. ”

"What kind of rule is this, people are alive, and a monument has been erected. Wei Feng felt very unlucky, but he still followed Meng Yao and went over to check.

Since coming to Qingyunmen, Wei Feng has walked roughly two routes, one is to pass through the martial arts training ground and arrive at Murong Yan's small building, which has been demolished.

There is another one, that is, from the Magic Weapon Palace to the law enforcement hall where the head is located, and he has not been to other places.

Following Meng Yao, Wei Feng found the stone stele, which was in front of a house in the southeast corner, a square of five meters in length and width, half a meter thick, and an auspicious cloud was carved underneath.

It is densely engraved with names, after so many years of development, Qingyunmen has many disciples, those who were sold to the Gale Wind Sect are marked red, and those who are driven away are ruthlessly painted black.

Coincidentally, Xu Meng and Zhu Jun passed by here, looked at the stone tablet, and then looked at Wei Feng, they were all startled, and hurriedly hugged their fists and ran away.

Entering Qingyunmen together, Wei Feng has become a formal disciple for more than a year, and they are still struggling to increase their cultivation, just in response to that sentence, people have to die more than people.

Wei Feng's name was engraved on the last one, and at this time, an old man walked out of the room behind the stone tablet, looked at Wei Feng, and asked, "Are you the new disciple Wei Feng?"

"Exactly!" Wei Feng said politely.

"I was just about to look for you. The old man said, handing over a waist card, brass, engraved with the eye-catching words "Qingyunmen".

"Young and promising!" the old man sighed, and went back to the house to get a chisel and a hammer, and clanged on the stone tablet again.

Wei Feng weighed this waist card, he didn't have much interest, he was a rich man now, and of course he wouldn't pay attention to the broken copper and iron.

A disciple passing by here, saw Wei Feng's waist card, his face changed greatly, and he actually bowed down and ran away quickly.

Isn't it just a formal disciple, as for acting so exaggeratedly!

Wei Feng tied the waist card around his waist, the old man had already finished his work, he thought that there were other new formal disciples, but when he saw Meng Yao's eyes wide, he discovered the mystery on the stone tablet.

Just behind Wei Feng's name, there are four more small characters, named deacon.

"Deacon, deacon!" Meng Yao's mouth was not good.

"Sir, you wait!" Wei Feng shouted.

"Oh, what's the matter?" the old man stopped.

"Am I not a disciple, how did I become a named deacon?"

"It's the first time I've known about the arrangement arranged by the head of the house, and there is also a named deacon. The old man blew the ash from the chisel and went into the house.

No wonder the disciple was so polite, it turned out that this waist plate was a symbol of the deacon. Overnight, Wei Feng became a candidate deacon, and the future Qingyunmen officials can be described as smooth sailing and proud.

"Deacon Wei!" Meng Yao was stunned, and now he didn't dare to make a move.

"Yao'er, don't be so sour, you still call me Xiaofeng, let's still practice in the future. Wei Feng waved his hand, put away that arrogance, he had been in Qingyunmen for so long, he deeply understood a truth, cultivation is the most important thing.

"Can I still beat you?" Meng Yao asked tentatively.

"Yes, otherwise how can we improve. ”

"But, how dare I!" Meng Yao was about to cry.

"Hehe, this is granted by Deacon Wei, who doesn't know that our relationship is very iron?" Wei Feng took the dazed Luo Yao and returned to the grove on the high hill.

Meng Yao couldn't let go at first, and her fist landed on Wei Feng and scared her into crying several times, until she saw that this kid was still the same as if he was still hippie and smiling, and launched an offensive, and the two of them practiced martial arts heartily for a while, and then they went back.

"Master, I have not only become a full disciple, but also a registered deacon. Wei Feng told Zhou Fatong this important news as soon as possible.

Looking at Wei Feng's waist card, Zhou Fatong was not happy, "The head of the house, this step, he is in a hurry, it seems that he really wants to keep you." ”

"What kind of treatment do you have for the deacon?" Wei Feng asked.

"There were no named deacons before, I don't know, but the official deacons can enter and leave Qingyunmen at will. Moreover, there are still thirty medium-grade spirit stones every month. Named deacons, I don't know if the treatment is the same, but there will also be a supply of spirit stones, how many problems. ”

"Haha, it's really good to be an official, and the salary is good. Wei Feng was happy, no one was afraid of more money.

"Xiaofeng, it's the right thing to do to practice, and what position you can be in is a word from the master. "Circumferential passage.

Because of Wang Dazhi's delay, the fireball beads were only refined into one, Wei Feng calmed down and made two more bead embryos of the fireball beads, this time there was no accident, and all of them were successfully smelted at one time.

How did Wei Feng know that the reason why Qiao Ran asked him to serve as a named deacon was also because when Wang Dazhi was leaving, he said inexplicably, please take care of his little brother.

There is no need to nominate a surname, Qiao Ran also knows that this person refers to Wei Feng, and direct promotion will cause dissatisfaction, so he made a buffer, and there is a named deacon.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and after unremitting efforts again and again, Wei Feng finally learned the method of using the Hidden Qi Decision to control the cultivation level, which is actually very simple, just pay less attention to the two points of light.

On the face of the head Qiao Ran, there was a smile on his face all day long, one fireball bead a day in the Magic Weapon Palace, that is two hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and other talismans are not counted, if this frequency is maintained, there will be an income of 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones every year.

Qiao Ran sighed that Qingyunmen had finally gotten rid of the hat of poverty, and everything came from the uncle who was once unlucky, as well as Wei Feng, the nephew of his former lover.

Wei Feng's treatment is naturally the same as that of a formal deacon, and in view of the outstanding contribution of the Dharma Palace, which one will protest, and when he sees Wei Feng, he is greeted with a smile.

On this day, Wei Feng hid the cultivation to the second floor of the Peiyuan period, Zhou Fatong hurriedly went to report the good news, after Qiao Ran came to investigate, he was very happy, and after some encouragement, according to the treatment of the deacon, he directly allocated three months' salary, ninety medium-grade spirit stones.

Wei Feng was also very happy, although he had a hundred high-grade spirit stones, but it was a lot of money, once he went out, it was easy to show his wealth, and he couldn't lose any change.

A week later, after Wei Feng and Meng Yao finished practicing and sat there to rest, Wei Feng took out a medium-grade spirit stone and handed it to her.

"Xiaofeng, this value is too high. Meng Yao's face turned red again, and she really wanted to marry a rich man.

"I want to tell you, I'm afraid we won't be able to be sparring partners anymore. Wei Feng said.

"Do you dislike me?" Meng Yao was stunned, her eyes immediately watery, and she couldn't hold back her tears.