It's not that Fu Xiu is rich, but that he is poor, and he only has sword cultivation.

Not only does he not have a special means of making a living, but he also has to use spirit stones to raise swords, and he can't be poorer anymore.

Oh, and maybe some beast food, because you have to spend money on animal food.

Sanglu: "......"

Song Qingyun: "......."

She/he feels offended.

Woo woo woo, it's so uncomfortable to be poor!

Three thousand high-grade spirit stones, Sang Luo has no reason to refuse.

The brother and sister reached an agreement.

Song Qingyun saw that her senior sister was going to help with the work, and wanted to sneak back to make up for sleep.

In the past ten days, my senior sister has been pressed to either practice swords or meditate and cultivate, but he hasn't even closed his eyes and slept well!

He's going to have to go back and catch up on sleep!

Otherwise, it won't grow!

just didn't take two steps, so Lu Huaizhi grabbed it,

"Senior brother, there is one more thing to trouble you."

Song Qingyun turned around, her big clear eyes blinked, and they lit up in an instant.

"Senior brother, do I have money too?"

Lu Huaizhi touched his head,

"Well, your cultivation is low now, senior brother will save it for you first, and I will give it to you when you get married."

Song Qingyun: "........."

Woo woo, senior brother is bad!

“...........”

Today is Xuanyuan Sect's annual assessment of the outer gate entering the inner gate and the miscellaneous disciples entering the outer gate.

The sect master has something to do, and the palm print elder of the deacon hall also has something, and the elder of the god transformation on the top of Cangyun Mountain has always ignored the world, and it was Lu Huai who came to bring Sang Luo over to help.

And Song Qingyun was sent to the outer gate to watch the scene.

The miscellaneous disciples are basically born with incomplete spiritual roots and still want to cultivate, and if they successfully induce qi into the body, they can pass the assessment and enter the outer gate.

And the outer disciples have successfully built a foundation, and they can enter the inner gate after passing the assessment of Lei Ze Valley.

In view of the fact that Chu Yanshu had just built a foundation, Sang Luo felt that he lacked experience, so he directly packed people up and threw them into the circle of outer disciples, and asked him to follow the assessment.

Sanoro Edgeworth sat behind the clouds, looking through the void mirror at the group of outer disciples at the mouth of the Razawa Valley.

The three questions rang, the Lei Ze Valley opened, and dozens of outer disciples who had already built a foundation pasted talisman paper on their bodies and walked towards the secret realm.

Chu Yanshu stood in the middle of the team, looked at the clouds in the sky, resigned himself to pasting a dozen pieces of talisman paper, and walked into the Leize Valley with steps.

He felt that Sanglok him.

Sang Luo looked at Chu Yanshu's movements, and raised his eyebrows slightly, Yohe, this dog is quite stubborn.

Chu Yanshu was the last to enter the Razor Valley, Sang Luo watched him walk in, and was about to close the valley door, but saw a round young man rolling slowly in the direction of the Razor Valley.

Sang Luo wiped his eyes, with such a strong cultivation strength in the outer gate, Xuanyuan Sect actually has a little fat dun?

It seems that the food outside is good!

But just as Xiao Fat Dun passed the detection line, there was a clanging sound in an instant, and all kinds of aura magic weapons fell into a bunch, and Xiao Fat Dun instantly deflated and turned into a thin teenager.

Many outer disciples who had already entered the valley looked at the young man's movements, and burst into laughter.

"Wan Baolai, I'm so afraid of death, why don't you go back and find your rich man father to eat milk."

At the gate of Lei Ze Valley, the little chubby dun's face was flushed, and he went to pick up his magic weapon.

"I'm a normal weapon, why don't you let me bring it!"

He looked up at the people who were laughing at him not far away,

"You poor ghost sword cultivators, what are you laughing at, you are jealous!"

The few sword cultivators who laughed at him at the gate of Lei Ze Valley couldn't laugh, and the same was the poor ghost sword cultivator hidden behind the clouds. The smile on Sang Luo's face froze for a moment.

Damn, why is there a backstab everywhere?!