Scripture Pavilion.

The low-level disciples of the Immortal Sect went back and forth to select the cheats of the exercises, picked and searched the estimates, and when they found a balance that they could accept, they came to the counter and counted and settled.

Settlement, naturally, uses the contribution points within the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

Because the contribution of the Immortal Sect is rare, this gentleman who mentions the pen and counts has a high status, and with a stroke of the pen, more and less from the heart, everyone has to respect it.

Deacon, Mo Dahai, is doing this job.

"I think there's no one left."

Mo Dahai had just settled the contribution points of an outer disciple, so he sat down and drank some tea.

Counting, this work is not heavy and cumbersome, the contribution point is rare, and there is no outer disciple who can come over every day, and it is basically over a few times a day.

Now it's his time to rest.

"Old Mo, you're still comfortable."

At this time, he heard a familiar voice, but his attitude as he sat down did not change, and he took the time to light the fire.

After doing this, he looked over, and sure enough, it was Zhou Minsheng.

This is his old friend, the two have been friends for decades, they started together, practiced together, retired together, and worked as deacons in the outer gate.

"You old thing, you will take the initiative to come to me."

Mo Dahai smiled and teased, since Zhou Minsheng entered the pension stage, he has become very lazy, and he is responsible for the management of the outer disciples.

That recliner made this old thing shiny.

"Why, I don't think you're happy anymore."

Deacon Zhou was not polite to Mo Dahai, and when he heard this, he went back, and found a chair to sit down, very skillful.

"Happy, okay to come."

Someone is visiting, or an old friend, Mo Dahai is very willing.

In the retirement stage, although the work is easy and comfortable, after being idle for a long time, I really want to find someone to catch up.

Small stove, copper kettle boiling water, tea and tea.

Hurry.

"I'm here today to let you make a move and set up a spirit gathering array."

Chatting and chatting, Deacon Zhou brought the topic out.

Last time, he told Chen Sheng that he wanted to arrange a spirit gathering array for him, but he didn't say it casually, but really took things to heart.

And Mo Dahai is that formation master.

Although he is a lowest-level array master, he can still be caught by arranging a simple spirit gathering array.

"It's not like it's okay to look for me."

Mo Dahai was unforgiving, but his body was still very honest, and he asked, "What are you doing with the Spirit Gathering Array?" ”

The Spirit Gathering Array has the effect of gathering aura, but these old guys are all immortal cultivators who have touched the upper limit of cultivation, and it is useless to stack a few more.

He couldn't think of the role of Deacon Zhou's arrangement of the Spirit Gathering Array.

"I just started an outer disciple, and I live in an old and dilapidated place, thinking that I can help with it."

Deacon Zhou's old face turned red, but fortunately, he was old, and his skin was thick and wrinkled, so he couldn't see it at all.

neglected the juniors, remedied it afterwards, and roared on the pole to be courteous.

He won't tell his old friends about these troubles.

Once he said it, he was treated as a talking point, and Leng Buding was brought up and pierced in his heart, and he died like that, he was really buried in the soil, and he wanted to run out and jump around.

So, a seemingly beautiful excuse came out of his mouth.

In the story, it is a glorious old man, and it is a beautiful talk of Zhu Xiafeng to promote the younger generations.

"Speak human words."

Mo Dahai took a sip of tea, put down the delicate small teacup, glanced up at Deacon Zhou, and said disdainfully.

They are all decades of old friends, who still doesn't know anyone, as far as Zhou Minsheng is concerned, he can make an old-fashioned and enthusiastic move, that is, he was taken away.

is neither indifferent nor enthusiastic, lying on the corpse is the way of Zhou Minsheng.

"That junior is Chen Ergou's eldest brother."

Deacon Zhou's face collapsed, broke the defense, and explained the reason.

Chen Ergou, the head of the family, is a person with high qualifications.

Everyone believes that Chen Ergou will be a big man in the future of the Immortal Sect, and if you make friends with him in advance, you will get a bright future.

That is not to be offended.

Since you have sinned and can remedy it, you must remedy it quickly.

"I think back then, if I had such a big brother in my family, I would have entered the foundation earlier."

Mo Dahai will not refuse to take this line, he is old, but he has descendants, and if he has incense, he can't use it, and someone may be able to use it.

As Chen Ergou's eldest brother, Mo Dahai believes that Chen Sheng's cultivation life will not be too miserable.

"It's slippery, get it early, I'll get the materials."

After drinking the tea, Deacon Zhou had no intention of continuing to kill time, and it was right to do the right thing.

"Wait a minute."

Mo Dahai stood up slowly, locked the doors and windows of the Scripture Pavilion, hung a wooden board in a conspicuous place, and wrote "Go out for a meeting, and open again tomorrow".

So, God is hidden.

……

Zhu Xia Fengdong, a clean courtyard.

Chen Sheng walked around the yard, and when he saw imperfections that he couldn't see, such as sundries, he would move them away and throw them away.

In addition to meditating and refining qi, the small courtyard is the focus of his toss, after all, it is a place to live for a long time.

"You just let Chen Ergou's eldest brother live in this place."

"Didn't you know it at the time?"

"If you know your mistakes, you can change them and move them."

"He doesn't want to."

"Will I hold a grudge against you?"

"No, I might like this yard."

……

A chattering sound came from the courtyard gate, and Chen Sheng walked out of the back of the house and saw two old men.

Sneaky, if he wasn't poor and white, and didn't have anything to worry about, he would have thought something was wrong.

"Two, what's the matter?"

Chen Sheng recognized that one of the old men was Deacon Zhou.

The one next to him is also an old man, I don't know him, but in appearance, he is clear and elegant, and he looks like a teacher, better than Deacon Zhou.

"Little Brother Chen, didn't you say that you will be arranged with a spirit gathering array, this is Deacon Mo of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, a formation master, and he made a special trip here."

Deacon Zhou's face was full of smiles, trying to make him look kind.

Mo Dahai's identity, he also introduced, and did not let his old friend become a background template.

"It's troublesome."

Two deacons came to serve him, an outer disciple who had just started, this was something Chen Sheng couldn't imagine, how could he be virtuous.

It can only be said that the card of the two dogs is a bit big.

"It's not troublesome, the Spirit Gathering Array is quite simple."

Mo Dahai spoke, the Spirit Gathering Array is difficult, it is very difficult, it's not that the formation master can't put it up, but for the formation master, this is a small formation, and it's not complicated.

"Then I should do something."

Today's spirit gathering array, it will not be possible if it is not arranged, it is like an apology, he does not accept it, and people's hearts are full of things.

Chen Sheng is not the kind of person who will add to people's blockage, so he agreed.

"Just watch from the sidelines."

Mo Dahai said.

Chen Sheng didn't talk nonsense, and stood directly by the wall.