Time flies, and it is December in a blink of an eye.

In another month, the third-year disciples of the Spirit Dao Academy will go their separate ways.

Most people will choose to deepen their cultivation according to the Taoist arts they practice, alchemy, talisman making, spiritual plants, and beast control...... Etcetera.

Earn spirit stones, good deeds, and make offerings for cultivation.

Some of the children of Honshu have one more choice: go back to the family.

As for where to go in the future, Zhao Lin is also considering it.

The magic circle is a little successful, but if you make a career out of it, you have to start as an apprentice and receive a meager salary, which cannot support the goal of building a foundation before the age of forty.

Not to mention that he also has a spiritual map, and he needs a lot of spirit stones to improve his spell attainment.

Another option is to make a living from tasks.

Although he made a lot of money, the risk was also extremely high, and there was also the Li family in Sanshan County hidden in the shadows, so Zhao Lin did not dare to go out to perform tasks easily.

In the event of an attack by the Tsukiji monks, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After all, only Qi Refining Realm cultivators are allowed to participate, and tasks that can earn a lot of good deeds are very rare, and the lowest ones are white-level tasks.

Why don't you just stay in the monastery?

With his own magic attainments, it is more than enough to be a disciple of the transmission of gong, and the only drawback is that the accumulation of good deeds is too slow, and the time cannot afford to wait.

After thinking about it, Zhao Lin decided to wait and see for a while.

Bite......

Clang......

The Moon Slasher swirls and flies up and down.

Like a "flying away", constantly hitting a small metal ball.

The ball bounces around in the air, making a "clanging" sound, and is always suspended......

After a quarter of an hour of work, the Moon Slasher suddenly froze, and the ball landed steadily on it.

Pulled by an invisible force, the Moon Cutter flew back upside down with the ball in his hand, held in the palm of his hand.

"I've finally gotten a glimpse of a perfect-level spell!"

Zhao Lin put away the Moon Slashing Knife and whispered to himself.

In order to achieve the consummation of the spell as soon as possible, he would spend at least half an hour every day practicing the Ice Blade Technique and the Flame Flow Arrow, and both spells had made significant progress.

Only the water control technique can only be cultivated underwater, and when it reaches the consummation level, it is difficult for several rivers and lakes in the county to meet the requirements, which makes Zhao Lin very nerve-wracking.

At this moment, there was a soft sound of "cluck" outside the door.

Zhao Lin was sensitive, opened the courtyard door, and saw a messenger paper crane on the ground.

When I opened the paper crane, I saw a few words written on it: Come to Feihong Pavilion.

The payment is a "week" word.

Feihong Pavilion is the place where Zhou Hongfang of the head of the courtyard rests and works, and he specially summons himself, what will it be for?

Zhao Lin couldn't help but groan.

Introduce yourself to the sect mission?

Or is it for the puja a few days later?

The head of the courtyard was called, it was not good to delay for too long, Zhao Lin closed the door of the courtyard and walked quickly towards the mountain.

When I came to the Lingdao Temple, I met Li Sancai head-on.

"Senior Brother Zhao."

Li Sancai respectfully let go to the side of the road and saluted.

"Three talented brothers."

With a smile on his face, Zhao Lin walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

After three years of cultivating, Li Sancai has changed a lot, his figure is much taller, and his appearance has become more and more handsome, and he is no longer the thin beggar he used to be.

It's just that his character is still a little weak, and he is too humble in dealing with others.

Li San was the slowest cultivator among the three-year-old disciples, and he only entered the third layer of qi refining in the middle of the year.

Many disciples privately called him "Li Sanjie".

It stands to reason that even the lower grade spiritual root should not progress so slowly, unless it is not practiced.

But Li Sancai practiced extremely hard, and everyone could only attribute the reason to his lack of talent.

It wasn't until a certain garrison monk returned to the county a few days ago that everyone learned what had happened.

It turned out that Li Sancai had been saving the money distributed by the Spirit Dao Academy, and he didn't use a penny, and gave all of them to the monks stationed in the first place, and even the good deeds were exchanged for pills and given to the other party.

The garrison monk originally insisted on not accepting it, but he couldn't stand Li Sancai's firm mind, and he couldn't kneel in front of the garrison monk's mansion.

The garrison monk had no choice but to accept it.

The disciples were shocked when they heard this, Li San was a low-grade spiritual root, and he actually gave away his cultivation resources to others, no wonder his cultivation was so slow.

Some disciples were puzzled and asked Li Sancai why he did this, it was within the duty of the stationed monks to discover mortals with spiritual roots, and there was no need to invest so much.

Li Sancai replied: "The grace of saving my life, I don't repay it, and I feel uneasy." ”

Some people say he's stupid, some people say he's stupid.

Zhao Lin doesn't think so, knowing that gratitude is the foundation of being a person, and such a person is worth befriending.

It's just that the way to repay is a bit underconsidered, you should first improve your own cultivation, and then repay after you have the ability.

Zhao Lin said hello to Li Sancai and soon came to Feihong Pavilion.

Walking into the pavilion, I saw Zhou Hongfang sitting under the banyan tree in the courtyard drinking tea, and an old man sitting next to him.

The old man looked familiar, Zhao Lin recalled it, and remembered that this person was the shopkeeper of Hanchi County in Uehara Xianfang.

Zhao Lin once rode the spirit boat with the old man and knew that this person's surname was Gu.

"The disciple visited the master of the courtyard and saw the ancient."

Zhao Lin stepped forward and saluted with a respectful expression, and then stood aside and waited for orders.

"Oh, you two know each other?"

Zhou Hongfang heard Zhao Lin call out the old man's surname, and turned his head to look at the old man in surprise.

The old man with the ancient surname owes himself, "Back to the head of the courtyard, the younger generation had a few encounters with this little friend last year." ”

After speaking, he got up and arched his hand to Zhao Lin: "Old man Gu Dezhao, Zhao Xiaoyou, we meet again." ”

"Luckily!"

Zhao Lin also gave up, feeling strange in his heart, how could he find a shopkeeper to accompany him when he saw him?

Looking at it this way, today's events should be related to this ancient shopkeeper.

"It's a coincidence, it turns out that the two of them have met, so the old man won't recommend it."

Zhou Hongfang smiled, pointed to the stone bench opposite and said to Zhao Lin: "Don't be restrained, sit down and drink tea." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Lin sat down upright, looking attentive.

"Come, taste the old man's treasured spiritual tea?"

Zhou Hongfang picked up the teapot, poured Zhao Lin a cup of tea, and then looked at him with a smile.

"It's really good tea!"

Zhao Lin took the teacup with both hands, pretended to take a sip, and praised loudly without even tasting the taste.

"This is the spring tip picked by Songyufeng this year, and the yield is scarce, and only two cans are collected in total."

Zhou Zhangyuan looked proud, and took out a white porcelain tea can like a trick, "The old man left a can to drink for himself, you can take this can back and drink it." ”

"This ...... It's so precious! The disciples did not dare to accept it. ”

Zhao Lin's face was full of gratitude, and he wanted to take it but was embarrassed to accept it.

I thought about it: the leaders in the world seem to treasure two pots of tea, one can for themselves, and one can for the most powerful subordinates, and they will never finish it.

"You are the most outstanding disciple of our Spirit Dao Academy, just a jar of spiritual tea, you must accept it."

Zhou Hongfang deliberately said with a straight face.

"Then the junior is better to be respectful than to obey his fate."

Zhao Lin reached out and took it.

"Zhao Lin, what are you going to do after you leave the school?"

Zhou Zhangyuan took two sips of tea and asked casually.

"The disciple hasn't thought about it yet."

Zhao Lin replied truthfully, thinking that the head of the courtyard would personally ask, did he want to let himself stay in the spiritual courtyard?

So what's going on with Good's accompaniment?

"This is really something to be considered."

Zhou Hongfang nodded, and suddenly asked, "Have you ever thought about running a shop?" ”

Zhao Lin was stunned for a moment, "That's not true." ”

Zhou Hongfang asked about running a store, not doing things in the store, so it definitely didn't mean miscellaneous jobs such as internal office and running a hall, at least a position like the second shopkeeper.

The people who can be the shopkeepers are generally monks who have practiced for many years, are proficient in human affairs, and have a certain number of connections.

It is impossible for a disciple who has just left the school to get such an opportunity.

Zhou Zhangyuan took out a letter from his cuff and handed it to Zhao Lin, "You can take a look first." ”

Zhao Lin took the letter curiously, opened it and saw that it was Lu Yuanxiu's handwritten letter.

The letter was to the effect that the state government had opened a fang market in Dongfu County, and many shops were about to open, and he had appointed himself as the chief treasurer of one of them.

Run a store and be a big shopkeeper!

Zhao Lin was so surprised that he didn't speak for a long time, which was really unexpected.

The market is different from the bazaar, and a large amount of monastic resources are gathered here, and the customers are not only monks of the main sect, but also many monks of other sects.

As long as it is managed properly, the good deeds and spirit stones earned are very rich.

Moreover, Fang City must be built on the spiritual vein, so there is no need to worry about special cultivation.

You don't have to risk a mission or have to be an apprentice, it's a beautiful thing!

The problem is that the people who can be the big shopkeepers in the Fang Market store are all senior Qi Refining Realm cultivators, and even foundation building monks.

How could he be so valued by Lu Yuanxiu?

Could it be that I hugged my thigh two years ago, and today it finally comes into play?

Soon, another question came to mind.

Lu Yuanxiu let himself run the store, why didn't he write to himself directly, but find Zhou Zhangyuan first?

Zhao Lin glanced at Gu Dezhao, who was silent, and suddenly understood.

The most important thing to open a store is that there must be a stable supply of goods, a stable and solid supply!

Because of the relationship between the Reido Temple, Hanchi County did not set up a county guard, and the head of the court was actually equivalent to the county guard.

As long as you get the support of Zhou Hongfang, you don't need to worry about the supply of goods.

And Zhou Hongfang naturally wanted to take this opportunity to sell the cultivation items and specialties in the county.

Both sides take what they need, win-win!

"Senior Lu is thoughtful, and he deserves to be an elder of the state capital."

Zhao Lin secretly admired in his heart.

"How's that, would you like to accept this position?"

Zhou Hong looked at Zhao Lin expectantly.

"Although the challenge is great, the disciples are willing to accept the challenge."

Zhao Lin got up and hugged his fists.

Lu Yuanxiu gave himself this opportunity, and the head of the academy made another effort to promote it, as long as he was not a fool, he knew what to do.

After thinking about it, Zhao Lin added another sentence: "The disciple has just entered this trip, and I hope that the head of the academy will support him." ”

Zhou Hongfang saw that Zhao Lin was a little clear, and his mood was very happy, "You are a disciple of my Spirit Dao Academy, of course the old man fully supports it." ”

"I think you also know that our county's robes, spiritual tea, and cold fish are all first-class good things."

"Yun Dingfeng's elixir is no worse than that of other states, but it is not famous."

Speaking of this, Zhou Hongfang glanced at Gu Dezhao, "But you have never run a Fang market, it is inevitable that there are many unknowns, Dezhao has been in the business for many years, how about letting him be the deputy shopkeeper for you?" ”

Zhao Lin didn't even hesitate, "That's great!" The disciple is worried that he will not be able to manage the store because he has no experience. ”

The reason is very simple: monks are different from mortals, they often have to meditate and cultivate, not to mention for an hour or two, and they can't even participate in the operation for ten and a half days when they rush to the customs.

Therefore, in order for the store to function properly, there must be a second shopkeeper. When both of them are present, the second shopkeeper is the deputy, and the big shopkeeper is not there, and the second shopkeeper takes over the business.

Gu Dezhao, who had not spoken at this time, stood up and said solemnly to Zhao Lin: "The old man is old, and he only takes on this position to do his best to assist Xiaoyou in running the store." ”

"When the store is on the right track, the old man will retire."

This is said very decently, and the position is also very correct, which means that Zhao Lin does not have to worry about his status being threatened.

Of course, Zhao Lin has the elders of the state capital as his backers, and he will not want to replace him unless he suffers from madness.

Zhao Lin heard what Gu Dezhao meant, and hurriedly said: "The old are too worried, and the younger generation still has to rely on your guidance." ”

Zhou Hongfang laughed, twisted his beard and said: "Very good, I hope the two of you will work together to open up the situation as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Lin suddenly asked a question and asked, "Master of the Academy, the disciple is not very clear, Elder Lu asked the disciple to run the shop, can all the positions be arranged by me?" ”

Zhou Zhangyuan bowed slightly, "Elder Lu's meaning is very clear, and you are fully responsible for the store. ”

"In other words, the state government will only send one account office, and the rest of the store personnel will be appointed by you."

Zhao Lin said: "So the juniors can rest assured." ”

"Alright, now that we've discussed it, let's go back and get ready."

Zhou Hongfang said, then waved his hand, signaling that the two could retreat.

Zhao Lin came out of the Spirit Dao Academy, feeling like a dream, he didn't expect that the things that had been troubled for a long time would have a result, and it was a good result.

Sure enough, he responded to that sentence: there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

On the way home, passing by Li Sancai's residence, Zhao Lin's heart suddenly moved.

"When the store is newly opened, it is best to have a few right-hand men, although Gu Dezhao is kind, but after all, he is an old qualification, and he may not be able to direct the move."

"Besides, if I don't arrange manpower, Gu Dezhao will definitely bring the original team. In this way, even if he didn't mean to, I, the big treasurer, would be hollowed out. ”

"Li Sancai is loyal and grateful, but he is a good candidate."

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin walked over and knocked on the door.

"Senior Brother Zhao."

Li Sancai opened the door, welcomed Zhao Lin into the lobby, and turned around to pour water.

"Don't be busy."

Zhao Lin hurriedly stopped, asked him to come over and sit down beside him, and asked, "What are your plans for Senior Brother Li after he leaves the school?" ”

"I don't have any plans."

Li Sancai smiled implicitly, "I heard that Fu Zhengtang is recruiting apprentices, I want to go over there for a few years first, and then talk about it when I have some ability." ”

Zhao Lin nodded, Li Sancai's Taoist art is talisman making, and it is not surprising to have such an idea.

"I know that a Fang Market store is open and lacks a manager, I wonder if Senior Brother Li is interested?"

Zhao Lin didn't mention that he was the shopkeeper, and others were still busy with where to go, and it was easy to be jealous if he revealed this matter too early.

"What's the manager, man?"

Li Sancai was stunned for a moment and asked. (End of chapter)