Mo Ci glanced at her and walked past her.

A young man in front of Ding Min pouted, "Senior Sister Ding, this yellow-haired girl has a big temper." ”

was scolded by Senior Brother Zhang in person, and he dared to put on a face, which is really ridiculous.

He thought that Ding Min would echo his words, but he didn't hear Ding Min speak for a long time, and turned his head to look at him suspiciously.

I saw Ding Min's eyes widening, his face frightened, his body couldn't stop trembling slightly, and he seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying.

The young man was taken aback: "Senior Sister Ding? Senior Sister Ding! ”

He shouted a few times, Ding Min shuddered, and finally came back to his senses.

"What did you just see? So scared? ”

Ding Min's face turned pale, he forcibly endured his fear, shook his head and said softly, "It's nothing." ”

The young man was a little suspicious, and seeing that she didn't want to say more, he could only mutter and turn his head away.

Ding Min immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

A gentle breeze whipped up a chill.

Only then did she realize that the hem of her clothes was all wet with sweat.

She glanced fearfully in the direction Mo Ci had left, her fingers clenched into fists.

……

The five grain halls are not far from the miscellaneous office.

After Mo Ci left the miscellaneous place, he went to Wugutang to receive today's meal.

The food provided by the Qingyun Sect to the miscellaneous disciples was not much different from the food in the mortal world, and the taste could only be described as bland.

Mo Ci is not good at appetite, not to mention that compared to the days she lived before, the food of Qingyun Sect can already be regarded as a rare delicacy.

She adapts well.

However, the other miscellaneous disciples complained about this.

"Today's food is just going to be described in eight words, the food is tasteless, and it's a pity to throw it away."

"Is the chef of Wugutang really from a food cultivation background? It's worse than what I make with my feet. ”

"Hey, Senior Brother Wang actually knows how to cook with his feet, admire and admire."

“……”

Mo Ci finished his meal silently and quickly amid the cries of the crusade.

She had been hungry for three days, and even if she ate the whole meal, she was only five minutes full.

She salivated and glanced at the food box next door, which was still full of plates, retracted her gaze, and was about to get up to leave, when a strange fragrance penetrated into her nose in an extremely domineering way.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath, a little surprise in her eyes.

The miscellaneous disciples around him were also in high spirits and raised their heads one after another.

"What a fragrant smell! Where did this come from! ”

"Smell it and suck it!"

"Not only is it fragrant, but it also contains a warm spiritual power! This is ......"

Mo Ci also thought of a possibility, and looked up at the place where he received the food.

The disciple in charge of distributing the food held the rice spoon and tapped it vigorously on the edge of the cauldron, with a smug expression, "Lucky for you, this is our Wugu Hall's master Bo who is cooking spiritual food for the Lord of Sunset Peak. ”

Spiritual food, as the name suggests, is a delicacy made with ingredients that contain spiritual energy, which is not only delicious, but also able to replenish the spiritual energy of the monks.

The higher the grade of the ingredients, the richer the aura contained.

"Spirit Food! Sure enough, it's spiritual food! ”

"Just smell a little aroma and feel deaf and clear, if you are lucky enough to eat a bite......"

"Don't think about it, this is a spiritual food specially prepared for the peak master, we cultivate like this, I'm afraid that if we eat a bite, we will be able to burst by the spiritual energy contained in it!"

"I really envy the people of Sunset Peak!"

Sunset Peak......

Shen Yunge and her group of senior brothers were the peak master of Sunset Peak, the disciples of Yunhe Zhenren.

Sen Leng's killing intent flashed in Mo Ci's eyes.

She had to speed up her cultivation.

Otherwise, the gap between her and Sunset Peak and his party will get bigger and bigger.

On the way back to the accommodation, Mo Ci kept thinking about how he should earn the spirit beads.

At her current rate of chopping wood, she only needs to set aside an hour a day to complete the task, and the rest of the time is free to use.

But she couldn't find a way to earn spirit beads.

She has always been a loner in the Qingyun Sect, and there are no familiar friends around her, and there are only a few people who can be named.

Mo Ci couldn't think of a way to crack it for a while, his two slender light eyebrows were slightly raised, and his face was calm.

"Mo, Senior Sister Mo......"

Mo Ci looked up when he heard the sound and found that he had returned to the accommodation before he knew it.

At this time, there was only Ding Min in the room.

Ding Min was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and when he saw Mo Ci coming back, he was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped off the bed.

Seeing Mo Ci look at it, her smile became more and more stiff, and her hanging fingers couldn't help but tremble, and her mood was even more worried.

Today, Mo Ci threw a glance at her at the chores and completely frightened her.

She could no longer bring up the idea of fighting Mo Ci.

I just hope to spend this time in peace, and then find a way to move out from here.

Ding Min originally thought that Mo Ci would ignore her like before, but he didn't expect Mo Ci to suddenly stop after taking two steps forward.

"You...... Do you know where to go to earn Orbs? ”

"Huh?" Ding Min raised his head in surprise.

Mo Ci regretted it a little after he said it.

The relationship between her and Ding Min was not harmonious, not to mention that she taught Ding Min a lesson yesterday, and Ding Min would not tell her even if she knew.

Mo Ci consciously did a ridiculous thing, pursed the corners of his lips and turned around to go back to his bed to cultivate.

Ding Min stopped her.

"Senior Sister Mo, I know!"

Mo Ci turned around sharply.

Ding Min's delicate face could not hide her smugness and flattery, and she smiled and said, "Senior Sister Mo, I have a way to help you earn spirit beads." ”

"What's the solution?"

"After five days, a small trade fair will be held at the fork in the mountain gate, which many miscellaneous disciples will attend."

Fair?

Mo Ci's expression moved slightly.

"The fair is actually an exchange of resources between miscellaneous disciples, which can be exchanged for goods or purchased with spirit beads. If Senior Sister Mo wants to earn spirit beads, she might as well start here. ”

Ding Min was afraid of arousing Mo Ci's suspicion, so he didn't say it thoroughly, and stopped at the point.

Mo Ci heard her unfinished meaning and nodded, "Thank you." ”

The news revealed by Ding Min is very important to her, and the trade fair is a good breakthrough.

Ding Min was flattered, "Senior Sister Mo is polite." ”

After speaking, she glanced at Mo Ci cautiously, and said tentatively: "Senior Sister Mo wants to participate in the exchange meeting for the first time, why don't I accompany you when the time comes, and I can also be a guide." ”

When Ding Min said this, the drums in his heart shook the sky, and a thin layer of sweat appeared in his palms.

But she doesn't regret it.

In the past, Mo Ci was a withdrawn and gloomy little girl in her eyes, and of course she didn't put her in her eyes.

Ever since she was beaten, she immediately noticed that Mo Ci was different.

When the miscellaneous disciples of the Qingyun Sect entered, they would receive three sets of disciple robes, a Qi Induction Pill, and a set of basic mental methods.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

If you want to practice spells, you can only wait for the Immortal Lecture Day once a year, learn from the explanations of the inner disciples in the foundation building period, or exchange them with other disciples.

Ding Min has been in the school for four years, and she will only have the most basic spells, and the only one with attack power is the fireball technique that she is not very proficient in.

She suspected that Mo Ci had cultivated some kind of powerful spell.

She wanted it too.