In the early morning, the sky was bright.

Mo Ci let out a long breath, she opened her eyes, and a pretty face came into view.

"Senior Sister Mo, your bed has been re-installed and the door has been installed, are you still satisfied?"

Ding Min stood in front of the bed with a shy smile, his tone humble and respectful.

After the night, the wound on her face was already red and swollen, bruised and purple, and she looked pitiful.

The two people standing next to her were in a similar situation to her.

When Mo Ci looked over, the two of them still shrank for a moment, obviously the beating last night left a lot of psychological shadows on the two of them.

Ding Min couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw Mo Ci looking at her and didn't speak, and asked tentatively, "But what else is not satisfied?" ”

Mo Ci retracted her gaze, looked at her clean and tidy bed and the restored door, and shook her head, "No." ”

"That ......"

Ding Min hesitated, just as he wanted to beautify last night's conflict, Mo Ci had already gotten up, returned to his bed, and took out a clean robe to change into.

Ding Min had no choice but to swallow his words back.

Mo Ci changed into his robe, stepped out of the door, took the iron axe that cut the door last night, and carried a bundle of wooden ropes, and walked to the chores.

On the road, there were constantly miscellaneous disciples quietly looking at her and whispering.

Mo Ci didn't squint, entered the chore, and saluted the middle-aged man who was leaning on the recliner, "Senior Brother Zhang." ”

Senior Brother Zhang was the steward who was in charge of arranging affairs for the miscellaneous disciples who lived at the foot of the mountain, and was dressed in a dark gray robe.

He had been in Qingyun Sect for more than thirty years, and it was said that his cultivation had reached the eighth level of Qi refining, and he was quite prestigious in Qianshan.

Senior Brother Zhang lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, and asked lightly, "Why were you absent from work yesterday?" ”

Each miscellaneous disciple has one day off in a month.

The day before yesterday was Mo Ci's cultivation day, she originally wanted to take advantage of the rest to look for some precious herbs on the mountain, but she didn't expect to meet Shen Yunge and his party, so she was delayed for a day.

"Suddenly."

Senior Brother Zhang snorted coldly, tore off a wooden card from the wooden board on the side and threw it on the table, "You were absent from work yesterday for no reason, and you need to chop three hundred catties of firewood today." ”

Mo Ci was silent for a moment, stepped forward to pick up the wooden card, and silently exited the room.

"Snort."

A sneer came from behind Mo Ci.

Mo Ci did not pause, and walked towards the mountainside with the wooden sign.

It stands to reason that such heavy work as chopping wood is not the turn of her, a miscellaneous disciple who has just entered the sect for two years.

But who told her to have no background, and she didn't slip off her beard and shoot horses, and pretended to be deaf and dumb in the face of Senior Brother Zhang's hints, and over time, the work of chopping wood fell on her head.

Every day, she needs to chop a hundred catties of firewood to complete the task.

The reward for completing the task is a spirit bead, and one hundred grams of spirit beads can be exchanged for a low-grade spirit stone.

Mo Ci has been in the sect for nearly two years, and he has only saved more than five hundred spirit beads, less than six lower-grade spirit stones.

And if you want to complete a basic spirit gathering formation, you need at least nine lower grade spirit stones.

She needed to find other ways to make money.

In addition, after experiments, she could only see through the luck of people who cultivated the same as her, or who were lower than her.

For example, she can see the luck of her three roommates, but she can't see through the luck of Senior Brother Zhang.

She thought about things all the way, and before she knew it, she came to the place where she used to chop wood.

She lowered the rope and walked straight to a stout tree to stop.

Then her eyes sharpened, and she grasped the handle of the axe with both hands, charging a blow.

Click!

Trees collapsed in response, and dust and smoke rose everywhere.

Mo Ci looked at the neat section of the tree trunk, and his pupils shrank.

She looked down at the palm of her hand, then at the axe blade, and muttered to herself, "The gap between the second and third layers of Qi refining is actually so big. ”

In the past, it took Mo Ci at least five times to cut down a tree of the same thickness, but now he can do it in just one time, and he still has the energy to do it.

It also means that she can chop wood five times more efficiently!

Rao is Mo Ci has an indifferent temperament, and he can't help but be a little excited.

The mission time is shortened, and she has more time to devote to cultivation!

The matter of earning spirit beads must be put on the agenda as soon as possible!

Three hours later, three hundred pounds of firewood were neatly stacked on a vacant lot.

Mo Ci was not in a hurry to send the firewood back.

Senior Brother Zhang didn't like her, if she completed the task too early, the other party would only get worse next time.

So every time she was stuck and sent the firewood down the mountain when the mission time was about to end.

It was still early, Mo Ci put down the axe, found a boulder not far from the firewood stacked and sat cross-legged, and quietly spit out.

"Goo~"

In the silence of the mountains and forests, any small sound can be amplified.

Mo Ci's expression was calm, as if he had not heard it.

"Goo~"

"Goo~"

After a few breaths, Mo Ci pressed his abdomen and opened his eyes helplessly.

She hadn't eaten in three days.

Only by breaking through the Qi refining and reaching the foundation building stage can a cultivator open the valley, and before that, he still needs food to complete the body's offerings.

There is a five-grain hall in front of the Seiun sect, and meals are provided at two fixed times a day.

It's just two hours before the next meal.

Mo Ci sighed softly.

In fact, there is another way for Mo Ci to get food, and that is to continue to the top of the mountain.

There are many low-level birds and beasts in the front mountain, and in addition, there are some herbs containing spiritual energy.

Hunting a beast or finding an herb or two will satisfy Mo Ci's physical needs.

But after a long time, Mo Ci still sat still, because she knew that no matter how hard she tried, she would eventually get nothing.

She had climbed the peak countless times before, from sunrise to sunset, but she had never picked up a single bird feather.

The only time I met that Bixin grass was snatched away by Shen Yunge's senior brother.

Heavenly Dao is disgusted.

Four big words popped out of Mo Ci's mind.

She pursed her lips, her eyes full of stubbornness and anger.

She will never allow her life to be dominated by luck!

Mo Ci forcibly suppressed the hunger in his lower abdomen and continued to close his eyes and breathe.

One day she will break free from the shackles on her body.

……

Unitary time.

Miscellaneous Office.

Senior Brother Liu glanced at the taciturn Mo Ci with some surprise, and then at the hill-like firewood outside the door, reluctantly took the wooden card, put a tick under Mo Ci's name, and waved her to retreat.

Mo Ci didn't move, "Senior Brother Zhang, there is still today's spirit bead." ”

"You still want the spirit beads?" Senior Brother Zhang put down the pen impatiently, "You were absent from work for no reason yesterday and didn't let you pay the fine, you should be grateful to Dade, you don't have to receive the spirit beads for the past seven days." ”

Mo Ci's fingers tightened, and his eyelids drooped slightly.

Senior Brother Zhang frowned and shouted, "Don't get out yet!" ”

Mo Ci turned to leave.

There was a long queue outside the door, all of them were miscellaneous disciples who had come to hand in the task.

Ding Min is also among them.

She stood relatively far back, only to hear an angry shout, and before she knew what was happening, she saw Mo Ci come out of the chore with an expressionless face and walk in her direction again.

Mo Ci was scolded by Senior Brother Zhang?

A look of schadenfreude flashed in Ding Min's eyes, and after Mo Ci approached, he quickly retreated, and shouted respectfully, "Senior Sister Mo." ”