Chapter 211: The One Who Takes Chances
During the day, the gate of the monastery was bustling as the day before, and the monks who came one after another experienced the panic of the new students, shocked by their own shocks, and wronged their grievances.
It must be admitted that the effect of using Qinghe as a killing rod is good, and after the freshmen were frustrated, the arrogant and arrogant look on their faces was no longer there, so they were cautious and in awe, and there were still some expectations. Perhaps, in their view, only in this way can they prove the value of the Taoist Academy, and also prove that their efforts are worthwhile, and then generate more expectations, or hopes.
Some of the shrewd monks began to look around, while others remained reserved, looking indifferently or pretending to be indifferent at the surrounding scenery and people, planning their way forward.
"Cheap bones!"
Looking at the nervous and excited faces of the freshmen, Yuan Chaonian muttered in a low voice, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
Looking up at the scholar who acted as a doorman and the donkey who was looking forward to accepting everyone's admiration, Yuan Chaonian sighed and continued to shout weakly.
"Break the door charm!Hua Yuan Dan, rent out the quiet room......"
I can't tell what the reason is, Yuan Chaonian felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he always felt that something had gone wrong, something had happened, or something that should have happened had not happened, which made him unable to lift his spirits.
"Senior brother, how do you sell the door breaking charm?" A freshman thought that he had mastered the key to the survival of the Dao Academy, and walked over to ask Yuan Chaonian for a price.
"Seven hundred spirit stones. Yuan Chaonian replied casually.
"But I've heard that two days ago someone sold five hundred. The visitor asked, a little reluctantly.
"Five hundred are gone. You have to find yourself. Yuan Chaonian was inexplicably irritable and didn't give him a good look.
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The freshman was a little angry, thinking that although you are a senior brother, you are now doing business, how can you be so blunt and rude; Scheming, about to pay the money and barter. Suddenly, a loud voice shouted loudly, and the movement stopped again.
"A new type of door breaker is more effective and more powerful. Only five hundred spirit stones!"
A fat man with a thin bottom and a thick body like a copper hammer came from a distance, waving a spirit talisman in his hand, and shouted triumphantly at the top of his voice: "Brothers, brothers, sisters, sisters, sisters, listen. The latest door breaker, limited supply, the original fifty a day, now a hundred a day. Hurry up and hurry up, while stocks last!"
Before the freshman could react, there was a commotion around him, and most of them were freshmen who arrived two days ago, and now they were old monks, who didn't even ask, and directly waved spirit stones to grab the goods.
"Brother Tong, give me three!"
"Brother Hammer. I'll get five!"
"Brother Tong, I haven't seen you for the past two days, where have you made a fortune? ”
"Brother Hammer, don't run out of stock, can the supply be stable in the future?"
In the midst of gossip. The reserved and proud monks surrounded the boy like a moon in the middle of the scene, and the scene was so shocking and enthusiastic that the newly arrived monks were stunned and could hardly believe their eyes.
The fat man was about to tilt his face, and while collecting the spirit stone and handing over the spirit talisman, he kept busy, and shouted in his mouth: "Don't worry, rest assured." In the future, the supply will be stable, one hundred sheets per day. However, there is one item, which is only sold here for three days, and after three days, everyone will go to Sanyuan Pavilion to buy it by themselves, on a first-come, first-served basis. ”
Everyone echoed and praised again, and even the female cultivator kept throwing flattering eyes at the fat man whose face was shining as if he was about to shed fat, and her delicate voice was like a sword, and she was very reluctant to rip a piece of meat off him.
"Brother Tong, what happened to the last time my little sister told you. ”
"Senior Brother Tong, my little sister has some talisman making questions to ask Brother Xiao for advice, can you arrange it?"
"Hammer! what the hell, don't let the old lady worry about it!"...,
"Brother Tong......"
"Big Brother Tong......"
"Child's ......"
The poor fat man has not tasted this taste for several days, and today he re-experiences the soft and soft intestines of the flower group, which can really be described as the vicissitudes of life, and I know that the willows and flowers are bright, and the emotion and joy in my heart cannot be described by pen and ink.
The freshmen here were dumbfounded, and the monk who was about to pay for it froze there, and said, "Senior brother, this, this is not a nursery!"
"Uncle You!"
Yuan Chaonian scolded indignantly, shook his hand and slipped away like a puff of green smoke. The monk looked around in astonishment for a long time before he whispered curses at his back.
"Profiteers!"
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When almost everyone's eyes were attracted by the fat man, Shisanlang quietly came to the door, patted the big gray head that came up to express affection, and secretly stuffed it with a few pieces of demon mosquito crystals, preparing to "sneak" into the hospital door.
"It's back. The scholar who was sleeping didn't raise his head and asked lightly.
Thirteen Lang saluted respectfully to the scholar and said sincerely: "The student is back, thank you for your concern." ”
"It's not my concern, it's your loyal donkey. ”
The scholar sat up straight in his chair and sighed, "If you don't come back, I'm worried that it will go on a hunger strike. ”
Big Ash twisted his fat ass and tried his best to show off his amorous feelings. Thirteen Lang smiled bitterly again and again, thinking to himself, teacher, if you praise the donkey, you will praise the donkey, what do you call this donkey.
The scholar glanced at him and asked lightly, "Are you okay?"
Shisanlang nodded and replied honestly, "The student is fine." ”
The scholar glanced at the fat man who was struggling happily in the crowd in the distance, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you still selling spirit runes?"
Thirteen Lang said, "The student lacks spirit stones. ”
"Out of the house...... Still missing?"
“...... Well. ”
The scholar was a little surprised, looked at the thirteen lang seriously, and asked curiously, "Is there a big jihua?"
Thirteen Lang smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say, so he could only be silent.
Silence can mean many things, from denial to acquiescence, or something else. The scholar seemed to understand something, shook his head and threw himself back into the chair, looking quite emotional.
"The world has not been peaceful these days, and even I, as a teacher, have not had a good time; To prevent unpleasant things from happening, we have to hide what happened unpleasantly, and most importantly, we have to feed this donkey!"
His eyes seemed to be open and closed, and the scholar could still shake his head while lying down, and said to himself like a dream: "It's not easy, it's not easy!"
Big Ash paced uneasily, his tail rubbing against the scholar's leg. As a result, I was kicked.
A small bag appeared on the table and disappeared.
The scholar smiled on his face, waved his hand like a fly, and said, "Go, go, go." Remember one thing, as long as you have the ability, no matter where you are or where you go. Don't be afraid. ”
Thirteen Lang chewed the scholar's words in his heart, and bowed respectfully again, then turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate. A lazy admonition came from behind him, chasing into his ears.
"Be a man and leave a line, the little girl has a good nature, don't make any more trouble. ”
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It's strange to say, the courtyard wall of the Taoist courtyard is not tall, but it can perfectly isolate the hustle and bustle of the square, like two shijie. Being outside the door is like being in a mortal vegetable market. It was noisy and noisy, and the nostrils were full of copper, but as soon as you entered the door, the surroundings immediately quieted down, and it was surprisingly quiet and rigorous.
Jusanro took a deep breath. The slight depression on his face disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
The grand plan of the dean, or the previous deans or even the real people, seemed to Jusan Lang to be an unrealistic dream, but all this in front of him made him have to admit that the old man had indeed made it come true. In other words, it is on the way to realization. ...,
Here, no monk shows off his identity in front of the "citizens", and no student dares to use the outside background to pounce on others, let alone openly take advantage of the looting or even kill people and goods. In just a few days, Thirteen Lang has fully felt the difference in Purple Cloud City, and he can't help but feel emotional.
The peculiarity of Purple Cloud City does not mean that it is harmonious and happy, on the contrary, it is extremely difficult to practice here, and it is even more difficult than Outer Man. There is also a difference between strong and weak, superior and inferior, and even deception, and the difference is that except for the cultivation and wealth when they first entered, everyone started exactly the same.
The existence of the Taoist Academy is like digging a place in this messy shijie, allowing everyone to start a new career with a new attitude. After a little description, it is almost equivalent to another world, a place of wonder that people can't believe.
With the age of Thirteen Lang, he was not qualified to evaluate this, but the fact is that in this Xiuzhen Shijie, if there is still a person who can estimate the merits and demerits of the Daoist Academy, it is none other than him, and he can no longer find anyone else.
"There is no class to teach, not to teach bookworms!"
Shisanro walked in contemplation, and thought silently in his heart, "This is something that only a saint can do. ”
"What books are not bookish, not stupid, living is the last word. ”
A sudden voice interrupted his thoughts, and Yuan Chaonian Baba came out from the corner of the corridor, and said with a sad face: "I said junior brother, can you give you food?"
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"I make spiritual runes in a quantitative amount, and I can't think too much, can I use it like this? ”
Hearing the song and knowing the meaning of elegance, Thirteen Lang didn't wait for him to speak again, and said to himself: "Senior brother is a wise person, why do you have to do this kind of suffering." ”
"Linghui! Bitter Look, Senior Brother, just spare me, I've been mixed up for ten years and still have this virtue, look at yourself again, how can I be embarrassed by my brotherhood!"
Yuan Chaonian's loyal and treacherous face was piled with a wry smile of flattery, and he didn't know how he could combine such a rich expression without being annoying at all.
"Fifty sheets in the first day, and one hundred in two days, if it continues to increase like this, what do you want us miserable people to eat?"
His expression suddenly turned serious again, and Yuan Chaonian said seriously: "Senior brother is my honored guest, I can't help but remind you that this spirit rune business seems to be small, but it actually feeds a lot of people." It's not a good thing for you to do that. ”
"A hundred a day, no more. ”
How could Thirteen Lang not understand what he meant, while expressing his gratitude, he said sincerely: "Senior brother also knows that the junior brother needs to improve his cultivation, and he will inevitably use the spiritual washing pool in the future, and if he doesn't make some floating money, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive." ”
As of the official opening of the mountain in May, there are nearly 10,000 new students in the Taoist Academy, and there are 100 spirit runes every day, which is obviously not too much impact. Thirteen Lang remembered the scholar's advice and simply made a decision.
Hearing this, Yuan Chaonian's face improved a lot, nodded and said, "This is the truth, but I still have something to say to my junior brother...... This is not right, it should be said that on behalf of the brothers, there is something to ask for. ”
"Guys?" asked Thirteen.
"Yes, guys. ”
Yuan Chaonian said solemnly: "Senior brother is an understanding person, so don't be confused with your brother." ”
Thirteen Lang nodded and said, "Senior brother, please speak." ”
Yuan Chaonian looked around, turned to him and said, "Senior brother's spirit rune, can you make two batches?"
"Two batches?"
"Yes, two batches!"
Yuan Chaonian said: "The spirit rune you made contains a certain breath, which has been studied by my brother, which can speed up the process of the monk's comprehension of the power of heaven and earth. ”
"What the elder brother means is whether the junior brother can make two kinds of spirit runes, one is like this, and it is only sold internally. There is also an ordinary spirit rune, which only has the effect of breaking the access control. ”
Xiaoyi observed Thirteen Lang's expression, Yuan Chaonian said seriously: "If the junior brother doesn't mind, for the brother has another idea, you will hand over the current spirit talisman to me, and sell it for the brother, what do you think?"
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