Chapter 13 Is It Sick?

"Congratulations, you will be an outer disciple of the Sword Sect in the future, if you want to become an inner disciple, you can submit an application for the inner door test within seven days, and the test location and time will be sent to your spiritual machine at that time, this is your spiritual machine and sect disciple uniform and identity jade card, take it."

Among these three things, Zhu Huan is most interested in spiritual intelligence.

When she was playing the game, she was shocked when she learned that there was a smart machine that was very similar to a mobile phone, but with much fewer functions than that.

But after thinking about it, the whole game world is fictional, and there can be such a thing as spiritual power, and it's not strange to have an inspiration, so I didn't think much about it.

There are a total of five functions in the spiritual machine, sending messages, voice and video calls, spiritual shopping, and the Xiuzhen World Forum.

Like mobile phones, spiritual machines also need to be charged, but they are not charged with electricity, but with cultivation.

Generally, there will be an initial cultivation after it is issued, which is enough to support the spiritual machine for a whole day, and if you want it to continue to operate in the future, you need to transport the cultivation yourself.

She has become an official outer disciple of the Sword Sect, and she only needs to take a marrow cleansing pill to wash the debris in her body, so that she can absorb the aura of the cultivation realm and enter the cultivation of qi, and officially step into the door of cultivation.

Zhu Huan put away the inspiration, and the customer service demon reminded her at this time that the goodwill task bar has been officially unlocked, and she can check the goodwill tasks that can be received.

The rain outside was very strong, and she heard the sound of rain before she walked out of the hall where she received the items, so she took out the paper umbrella in advance and opened the panel to check the goodwill value task.

[Favor Task 1: Get in touch with the character once.] (Holding hands, hugging, and kissing can get 10, 20, and 30 opinion points respectively.) )】

[Favorability Task 2: Speak ten words to the character who has been developed. (10 opinion points can be obtained)]

[Favor Quest 3: Give a favorite gift to the development character.] (20 opinion points can be obtained)]

Zhu Huan was dumbfounded after reading the requirements of task one.

"Little Devil, is your game system sick? I have such a pure relationship with my eldest son, what kind of brain-dead task are you doing? ”

Holding hands with him she barely accepted understanding, what are hugs and kisses?

The little devil thought that it didn't want to go out on a mission like this, but the request from above was like this, so he could only fool Zhu Huan and say: [The task is formulated from above, and besides, the player has now entered the game world, and his age is still one year younger than the character of the cultivator, so there is no mother-son relationship, if your relationship can be one step closer, it will definitely be more convenient to brush up on the goodwill value, right? ] 】

Zhu Huan couldn't accept it, in her eyes, Wen Qi was like the medicine she had to take after she got sick.

Who would love medicine? Is this impure and sick?

She decisively rejected the little devil's proposal and set her sights on tasks two and three.

It just so happened that these two tasks combined could get just thirty opinion points, which was enough for her to exchange a little health.

Needless to say, it goes without saying that the gift he likes is a bit troublesome.

If she remembers correctly, her eldest son's favorite was the crystal chestnut cake from the Treasure Taste Workshop of the Xiuzhen Realm.

The price of a plate is not cheap, and it requires a full six thousand six spirit stones.

She only has five thousand spirit stones on her body now, and she is still almost, it seems that she has to sell some more spirit plants that she has gathered from the Purple Sun Secret Realm.

Lingzhi was all packed by her in the ordinary ring given to her by Wen Qi, and there was still the last bundle left in it, and it was estimated that she could get about two thousand spirit stones after selling it.

It just so happened that there was a special collection of spirit plants near the inn where she lived, and when she got two thousand three spirit stones and went back to the inn, when she carefully counted the spirit stones in the money bag, the spirit stone bag in her hand was suddenly grabbed by a hand with many wrinkles.

"Okay, Zhu Huan, the old lady said why did Senior Brother Wenqi help you, it turns out that you took benefits from him! Do you want to be shameless?! ”

Zhu Huan raised his eyes, and a mean and snarky middle-aged woman with heavy makeup came into view.

She wore a woman's bun, wore a dark purple autumn dress, was a whole head shorter than her, and carried a small bag behind her.

Looking down, although the shoes under her feet are also of the same color, they look a little old, and the thin body is wrapped in new clothes as if covered with a layer of skin, which inexplicably gives people a sense of disobedience and discomfort.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Huan remembered that his original net worth was not rich, and the cost of a trip to the cultivation realm was at least 3,000 spirit stones.

"Why did the old lady come here, you dead girl, if the old lady didn't come, I didn't know you were so selfish! What about the qualified posts for entering the Sword Sect? Give it to me with the spirit stones!! ”

The mother in the memory of the original body is very patriarchal, and if the original body was not in the Zhu family, if it was not for the help of the father, she might have been depressed a long time ago.

Usually at home and the same as the maid is called, forget it, every time there is any good thing, there is no part of the original body, and finally look forward to coming to the cultivation realm, the opportunity to get out of the Zhu family, Zhu Mother and all kinds of obstacles, stealing the money from the hard work of the original body.

In the end, if it weren't for the original adoptive father who secretly gave the money, the original body might still be a donkey in Zhujia at this time.

Zhu Huan twisted his eyebrows, broke away from the hand that Zhu Mu stretched out, put away the money bag, and then shook the Sword Sect disciple identity token engraved with her name at her.

"The qualified post was used by me, I am already a disciple in the sect now, as for the spirit stone, I earned it myself, and I used what I got with my own strength, how can it be selfish?"

"You're still saying you're not selfish? What kind of fame can you make as a woman if you stay in the cultivation realm, besides, you don't have to forget why I adopted you in the first place, you are sixteen this year, and it is time to marry Yang'er, if I hadn't adopted you back then, you would have been raised with good food and drink, and you would have been where you are today?! ”

"Now it's good! You didn't want to ask you for something as a reward, I really fed a white-eyed wolf who couldn't be raised!! ”

Zhu Mu's voice was very loud, and it soon attracted a lot of onlookers.

In ancient times, "filial piety" was very heavy, and when Zhu Huan heard that Zhu's mother moved out of the grace of parenting to pressure her, she suddenly felt bad.

She glanced at the people who were looking at her accusatory, and the idea of pretending to be weak with the old trick quickly dissipated.

This group of ancient people is deeply rooted in their thinking, and she said that the broken mouth must also be the reason for wishing her mother.

Seeing that she was silent, Zhu Huan's entry into the Sword Sect was already done, so she went to pull her arm.

"Let's go, go back with the old lady now, since Yang'er has been defeated, you definitely can't stay in the cultivation realm, after you go back, I will organize a marriage for you this month, stay at home for the rest of your life, give birth to Yang'er, and honor us old people is the right thing!"

Zhu Huan subconsciously wanted to avoid Zhu's mother's touch, and the next moment, a big hand with distinct bones took the lead in grabbing her arm and blocking her behind her.

"Then what if I say, I can give you a place for Zhu Yang to enter the Sword Sect?"

Wen Qi rushed to the place and raised the crow blue paper umbrella in his hand, revealing his warm and handsome face.