Recording Hall.

It's like a palace.

The jade is tiled, the blue brick is paved on the ground, standing on the mountain peak, and can be entered everywhere in the southeast, northwest and north.

However, only miscellaneous disciples can enter and exit the south gate, and nominal disciples can only take the east, west, and north entrances.

At this time, the recording hall was already overcrowded, and the queue reached the mountainside.

The time to delegate tasks is five days, but most people will choose to find a suitable sect task on the first day, and if they are lucky enough to find a task with little reward, it can be regarded as a surprise.

Wait until you come to the recording hall.

Song Zhishu also knew what was going on.

The sect has assigned a number of demon killing tasks.

The difference is that this time the team will be led by the outer disciples, and the miscellaneous disciples basically belong to logistics, but there are a lot of rewards.

You must know that the tasks of the sect are basically divided into three levels.

The worst thing is the chores, a certain senior brother is preparing for alchemy, and he needs a few hands, as long as he knows how to distinguish the medicine, one palm fire and one medicine.

Things are grinding, the return is low, and the victory is safe and simple, professional counterpart, and there is a hand.

Then there are patrols, maintenance, and transportation resources.

This kind of task is a little unsafe, but after all, it is the Taihao Sword Sect, and no one dares to mess around, it involves some interests, the disadvantage is that it takes a long time, the return is medium and upper, it will not be very much, but it will not be particularly few, and the requirements are not too much, almost enough.

Finally, there is the task of slaying demons and destroying demons.

Slaying demons and demons is extremely dangerous, and of course, the rewards are also extremely high.

Now that there are outer disciples leading the team, the miscellaneous disciples are basically picking up for nothing, and the risk has been reduced a lot.

Naturally, it attracted a lot of people.

However, Song Zhishu didn't feel anything about this kind of thing.

Slaying demons is not a trivial matter, and the risk is too great.

Spirit stones can be earned.

There is only one life.

There is still room for promotion for miscellaneous disciples, and it is impossible for nominal disciples to have room for promotion, there is no need to take such a risk, once or twice survive, the rewards obtained cannot solve the basic problem at all.

Nature doesn't mean much.

"Why did you delegate so many demon slaying tasks this time? Is this something big going on? ”

"God knows what happened, but this time there is a senior brother from the outer sect leading the team, I think it is a beautiful errand, these outer disciples have a few medium-grade magic weapons on hand, if they meet a senior brother from a family of cultivating immortals, I am afraid that they will bring high-grade magic weapons, and it is more than enough to deal with demon beasts."

"Superior magic weapon? That's a lot of context. ”

"Let's leave this alone, just find a good errand, in half a month, we will have to pay the rent, I don't know how many people will be kicked out of Wuling Street."

The nominal disciples in line whispered.

Hearing that the rent would be paid in half a month, Song Zhishu couldn't help but sigh.

Because if you don't do things well, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay it in a few months.

Hongchen Peak has only one spiritual vein, which runs through the nine cities, and sets up a spirit gathering array, so that some areas are full of spiritual energy, and in turn, the spiritual energy is getting thinner and thinner, and finally there is no spiritual area.

Most of the spiritless areas are inhabited by mortals, and they don't need to be nourished by aura, so the price is cheap.

But for monks, with the nourishment of spiritual energy, combined with meditation and practice, they can get twice the result with half the effort, and they only need four hours a day to stabilize their cultivation, and they can find ways to earn spiritual stones in their extra time.

If you are in a spiritless area, you need eight hours a day to meditate to stabilize your cultivation, plus drink water, eat, and deal with some things, and you don't have much time to use.

If you don't advance, you will retreat, and if you retreat, you will die.

Forcing the monk upward.

Song Zhishu lives in the low-grade spirit house, and he needs to pay four lower-grade spirit stones every month, plus one for normal food and drink, and he can only accumulate one lower-grade spirit stone at most in a month.

This is just a theoretical accumulation, after all, there are many spirit stones that are invisible expenses.

In the past fifteen years, it stands to reason that one hundred and eighty lower-grade spirit stones should be accumulated, but in fact, there are only about sixty.

It can only be said that it is not difficult to barely live, with a little savings,

But a few days ago, Song Zhishu also had a convulsion in his head, listened to people's fools, and bought a spirit pattern pen.

Forty-eight lower-grade spirit stones smashed all the liquid spirit stone savings into it.

As a result, I was deceived, and there was a big problem with this spirit pattern pen.

People also ran away.

Something is a broken thing.

Blood fucking loss.

If you are reasonable, you can't blame others, you only blame yourself for not having enough people to swallow elephants.

There are at least a hundred low-grade spirit stones on the market, how can they be discounted to themselves at half price.

It is precisely because of this that Song Zhishu completely accepted his fate.

It's hard to think about.

Fifteen years have been miserable, but the cheat didn't come, and the scam came first.

This may have been the straw that broke the camel's back.

Don't think about it.

Song Zhishu lined up with peace of mind.

At the moment, there is only one step at a time, and if you can't find a good errand today, you can only go to share a room next month.

The aura is allocated according to the house, although the shared house is reduced by half, but at least it is not driven away, it doesn't matter if you are ashamed or not, the point is that you can spare a few hours to earn spirit stones.

"Senior Brother Song."

"So early?"

After waiting for a stick of incense or so, a voice suddenly sounded.

The sound is pleasant.

She is a female cultivator, wearing a pale green robe, with a graceful figure, long black hair hanging down her waist, and she walks with some charm, in her twenties, with beautiful facial features and skin like snow.

There is a saying that there is no ugly person in a monk.

Most of the monks, practicing qi and maintaining health, even if they don't have Bigu, they can also detoxify by relying on the mana in their bodies, and there are basically no ugly people under the white cover of a hundred ugliness.

Unless you don't care about the image at all, otherwise, using mana to correct the bones is too easy and simple.

The person in front of him was Song Zhishu's neighbor and a nominal disciple of the Taihao Sword Sect, named Su Wanyun.

Three layers of Qi training.

It's a little higher than my own cultivation, but because I became a nominal disciple a few years ago, I took advantage of my name.

"Isn't Senior Sister Su also quite early?"

Song Zhishu spoke, looked at the other party and smiled.

"It's not early."

"Senior Brother Song too, he didn't call me earlier, and he was a neighbor, and he didn't miss me at all."

Su Wanyun was a little angry, but between speaking, she slowly walked in front of Song Zhishu.

Boy.

It turned out to be cutting in line.

Song Zhishu was a little helpless, and glanced back at the monk behind him, the other party was indeed a little displeased, but this is outside the recording hall, and there are miscellaneous disciples who are responsible for maintaining order, plus Su Wanyun is a woman, and she is also beautiful.

In the end, there is nothing to say, just plug in anyway.

"Senior Brother Song."

"I heard that you bought a spirit pattern pen in Fang City, is it really fake?"

Su Wanyun opened her mouth and directly mentioned this sad matter.

"I did."

"It's just mutilated."

"It's a big deal."

Song Zhishu smiled bitterly, he didn't hide.

First, he didn't want to pit others.

Second, if she doesn't make it clear, Su Wanyun will inevitably borrow it, and if she doesn't agree, she will be stingy and hurt her anger.

Between neighbors, it is not necessary to have a good relationship, but it is better not to deteriorate the relationship, there is no need to be because of such a trivial matter.

"Crippled?"

Su Wanyun was a little surprised.

"Yes."

"Forty-eight lower-grade spirit stones were bought."

Song Zhishu didn't explain the details, but when he said the price, the other party basically understood.

It's cheap and it's not good.

Hearing this, a trace of disappointment obviously flashed in Su Wanyun's beautiful eyes, but she still comforted her.

"Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, senior brother should not be too sad."

"If not, maybe something good will happen next."

She was politely comforting.

Song Zhishu just nodded, he was not in the mood to talk too much about this matter, and he was in tears when he talked too much.

Present.

Both were speechless.

Quiet queue.

Until half an hour later.

When the team had already reached the top of the mountain, Su Wanyun continued to speak.

"By the way, did Senior Sister Qingzhou reply to you?"

Su Wanyun spoke up and mentioned a person.

Li Qingzhou.

Song Zhishu's childhood sweetheart, from a place, was sent to the Taihao Sword Sect by the family at the same time, and the relationship was very good, but the other party was a spiritual root in the four series, and he was much stronger than himself.

In the past fifteen years, he is now a fourth-level Qi cultivator, and if he takes a step further and cultivates the fifth level of Qi, he can be directly promoted to a miscellaneous disciple.

And Song Zhishu didn't know which tendon was drawn a few days ago, and after accepting his fate, he thought about marrying a wife and having children, so he sent a letter to Li Qingzhou, which probably meant asking the other party if he was willing to become a Taoist couple.

To be honest, for ordinary people, this is almost impossible, but what can't stand it is that the two have been married since they were young and have made a baby kiss.

Moreover, the difference in the realm, whether it is big or small, is not small, after all, they are all low-level monks, and a little higher and a little lower does not have a big impact.

As long as it is not the late stage of Qi training, there will be no too special gap.

So it is very likely, after all, the marriage contract is in the front, plus they are all low-level monks, it is nothing more than that they are a little worse, and the other party is a little stronger, which is equivalent to a department staff and a department leader.

"No reply yet."

Song Zhishu spoke casually.

Hearing this, Su Wanyun sighed.

"Senior Brother Song, it's not that my sister thinks too much, women understand women best, and it's been a long time since you sent your letters, and you haven't replied to them, so basically you don't have much hope."

"Senior Sister Qingzhou is now practicing the fourth layer of qi, and the next eight layers are expected, if there is really an immortal fate, maybe she can become an outer disciple, even if she can't do it, she is definitely the best among the miscellaneous servants."

"In your life, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for you to be a handyman, and it will be a little difficult to become a handyman, and a woman's vision is very high, so I guess I can't look down on you."

"I have a cousin, the spiritual root is the same as you, now I am practicing qi, I am only twenty-two years old, I was born very well, I am out of the water hibiscus, and my posture is really not worse than mine."

"If Senior Brother Song is willing, can I introduce one or two? How is it? ”

Su Wanyun said what he meant.

It's a matchmaker.

"No, you don't."

"Let's wait for Qingzhou's reply."

Song Zhishu politely refused.

The latter, however, is a bit reluctant.

"Senior Brother Song, don't blame Senior Sister for speaking ugly, you bought this spiritual pen, and you should have little savings left."

"Wouldn't it be beautiful to find a Taoist couple, work together, share a room, and help each other?"

"Besides, Senior Sister heard that Senior Sister Qingzhou met an inner senior brother a few days ago, and now she is training, Senior Brother Song, you ......."

Su Wanyun chattered a little.

But when he said this, Song Zhishu frowned slightly.

"Senior sister is cautious."

He spoke up directly, interrupting the other party's next words.

The latter listened.

Immediately shut up, she also realized that she was a little persistent, and said something nonsense.

Song Zhishu is not angry, it is not a big problem, the main thing is to speak like this, in case it reaches the ears of Senior Sister Qingzhou, it is not a good thing for her.

The mouth will be torn apart.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Song, Senior Sister was talking nonsense just now."

"All in all, if the senior brother is interested, the junior sister will go to pull the strings, and if the senior brother is unintentional, then forget it."

Su Wanyun smiled playfully, covering up the past, and didn't say a word.

"We'll see when the time comes."

Song Zhishu replied politely.

And he was silent.

So.

Half an hour later.

Song Zhishu entered the recording hall.

It's still a little late.

At the urging of some miscellaneous brothers, Song Zhishu took three jobs.

【Fertilization of medicinal fields】

【Lingtian Sowing】

【Thousands of miles to send letters】

The first two are not high, but there are other benefits, inhaling two more sips of the smell of the elixir, there is also a nourishing effect, not to mention the spiritual field, the underground aura is abundant, and you can meditate and meditate for two hours after sowing.

These two hours save three days of penance.

This will free up some time for the inscription.

As for this thousand-mile delivery of letters, it is a chore, and it takes the most time, but the benefits are good.

It is equivalent to exchanging time for spirit stones.

The first two each have a spirit stone, and this letter alone is two, and when I come back, I will take some time and take another job, and this month's income is still stable.

After picking up the job.

Song Zhishu left the recording hall.

It was about to get dark, so you had to climb the mountain earlier to avoid any danger.

Falling to death is one of them.

Being intercepted is also a kind of thing.

The Taihao Sword Sect will send miscellaneous disciples to patrol, but the Red Dust Peak is so big, where can it be all-encompassing?

The sect must have noticed it, but the purpose of the Taihao Sword Sect is to let life and perish.

The monk himself is particular about contention.

If you don't have a brain to do things yourself, you don't deserve to die.

This is a bit against the meaning of the righteous path, but it is precisely because of the attitude of the Taihao Sword Sect that it can recruit elites even more.

Large-scale Gu raising!

Of course, it can only be said that there is a certain danger, there is no injustice or hatred, there is no leakage of money, and it will not be so unlucky to be targeted.

Of course, the safety point can be used with a speed charm, which is very safe.

Song Zhishu is useless.

There is no other reason.

Reluctant.

Then point directly.

Poor.

I'm not afraid that someone will be worried, who will be staring at the poor these days? For yourself, it makes no sense.

So.

Two and a half hours later.

Song Zhishu came to the outside of Mingyue City.

After removing the token.

Song Zhishu also walked quickly towards West Street.

A quarter of an hour later.

The night is dark.

Song Zhishu returned to his residence without disturbing his neighbors.

The accommodation is very simple, the only thing that looks a little different is the desk.

The entire desk was piled with a thick stack of rice paper, as well as a set of four treasures of the study.

Close the door.

Song Zhishu washed up briefly, made a cup of tea, and served it on the desk.

A green light accompanies you.

Song Zhishu looked at the snow-white rice paper and was silent for a while.

After a while.

He picked up the brush on his desk, dyed it with bits and pieces of ink, and began to write.

"The way of the university is in Mingmingde, in being close to the people, and in stopping at perfection."

Song Zhishu wrote quickly.

It's his only hobby.

And his only secret.

In this world, there are not only immortal Taoism and Buddhism, but also Confucianism and Taoism.

Moreover, Confucianism and Taoism are extremely strong, and they are the strongest foundation of the dynasty against the immortal sect.

Song Zhishu was a liberal arts student in his previous life, and he was very interested in Confucian literature, so he could be regarded as a Confucian student.

At first, Song Zhishu was overjoyed to hear the news, feeling that he could follow the Confucianism and Taoism.

But after trying, Song Zhishu found that no matter how much he wrote any Confucian classics in his previous life, or poetry and articles, it had no effect.

After inquiring and understanding from many parties, they only know that Confucianism and Taoism are in the same vein, which involves the national fortune and public opinion.

At the same time, I also learned that if you can write peerless articles and immortal books, it will naturally have great benefits, but the improvement of Confucianism and Taoism does not depend entirely on writing essays to improve.

It's extremely complex.

If you want to know more, but you are limited to your identity, how can a monk who practices qi at the first or second level come into contact with any big people.

So Confucianism and Taoism, Song Zhishu is full of curiosity.

But the good thing is that there is no huge improvement.

But every time I write Confucian scriptures silently, I will produce wisps of white aura, which makes me full of energy, and even has a sense of nourishment.

It's like eating soul flesh.

This is also Song Zhishu's biggest secret.

Qi cultivators need to sleep for two hours a day to replenish their spirits, or to make up for sleep for three days.

And in the past fifteen years, Song Zhishu has maintained ten days to make up for sleep, relying on the silent writing of Confucian scriptures, which can be regarded as some benefits.

I don't understand what Confucianism and Taoism are all about in this world.

But Song Zhishu knew it in his heart.

The only way out for yourself may be these Confucian scriptures.

After the dictation.

Wisps of white gas jumped up from the rice paper and submerged into Song Zhishu's body.

After refreshed.

Song Zhishu burned the rice paper, after all, he didn't want this article to be seen, whether it was useful or not, it was undeniable that this article was a Confucian scripture, and it was good to be cautious, so as not to let others pick the fruit.

Soon, Song Zhishu came to the bed and began to meditate daily.

However.

Just when Song Zhishu was just meditating.

Taihao Sword Sect.

Inside the palace.

An old man slowly opened his eyes.

"Something is wrong."

He muttered, his eyes full of shock.

Around the old man, there were all kinds of light entangled, and the magic robe on his body was even more mysterious.

This person is the head of the Taihao Sword Sect.