"Ding, new quest released, please check it out!"

In front of Gu Changsheng, the attribute panel appeared again.

【Fortune Boy System】

[Host: Gu Changsheng]

[Identity: Contemporary Senior Brother of Wuji Star Palace]

[Repair: Early stage of Jindan]

[Current Task: Scatter wealth to build the foundation of Dandan. 】

[Mission Description: Within three days, the host has just obtained the Zhuji Dan Dan Fang to the destined person, according to the degree of change in the fate of the destined person, a total of five levels: no effect, slight change, major change, rebirth, against the sky to change the life. Settlement will be made after 30 days of dispersion. 】

[Mission settlement: Useless, the host obtains the grandmaster-level alchemy skill.

With a slight change, the host gains a master-level alchemy skill.

Significant changes, the host gains entry-level alchemy skills.

Reborn, the host obtains 100 Tsukidan.

Changing his life against the sky, the host obtains twenty Tsukidan. 】

[As a contemporary elder brother, how can you only care about your own cultivation? So, Sao Nian, please work hard to spread your wealth, help others, and be happy yourself. 】

"Grandmaster-level alchemy skills? That's an alchemy master who can refine Dao Dan, in the entire Wuji Star Palace, it seems that only Uncle Tianji is an alchemy master, and that old guy is also the richest! If I have a grandmaster-level alchemy skill, then if I can refine some pills casually, wouldn't I be able to earn a lot of spirit stones?"

Gu Changsheng's eyes lit up, as if he saw countless spirit stones beckoning to him.

Pills, like magic weapons, are divided into three levels: spirit, treasure, and dao.

Those who can refine the elixir are alchemists, those who can refine the treasure pill are alchemy masters, and those who can refine the Dao pill are alchemy grandmasters.

Ditto for the refiner.

One can imagine how terrifying it is to have a grandmaster-level alchemy skill.

Gu Changsheng decided that this time he must not capsize in the gutter again, and he must ensure that nothing goes wrong and obtain the grandmaster-level alchemy skill.

"You must no longer give wealth to these outer disciples, who knows if there is an alchemy genius hidden among them?"

"And the Danfang of Zhuji Dan is used to refine Zhuji Dan, why don't you give the Danfang to Shizun? The Danfang that his old man wants to build Jidan is useless, it shouldn't have any impact on his fate, right?"

Gu Changsheng was secretly thinking in his heart, looking for the most suitable candidate.

"Shizun seems to like alchemy, but his level of alchemy doesn't seem to be very good, if this pill recipe of Zhuji Dan makes him interested in alchemy and changes some of his ideas, then it's over!"

As if thinking of something, Gu Changsheng hurriedly rejected the idea.

"No, I seem to have overlooked one point, why is this scattered wealth the Dan of Tsukidan? Could it be that there is something wrong with this Tsukidan's Dan Recipe?"

Gu Changsheng suddenly thought of something.

With the urine of the system, it will definitely be on top of this Dan Fang of Zhuji Dan, and there will be moths.

After all, it was a Dan recipe obtained from the Cloud Seal Heavenly Book, Gu Changsheng suspected that this Dan prescription might be an ancient Dan prescription, if it was different from the current Zhuji Dan Formula, it would be fun.

"In the Tibetan Scripture Hall, there must be a complete Zhuji Dan Dan Fang, I will check it first, and then decide how to distribute the wealth!"

After Gu Changsheng made up his mind, he told Ye Qin to let him guard the door of the house, and then went to the Hidden Scripture Hall with the sword.

The Tibetan scripture hall is located in a valley of the inner gate, where the ancient trees are towering, the strange flowers and plants compete for beauty, and the scenery is extremely beautiful.

If you ignore the stone hall in the center where half of the wall has collapsed, this place is like a blessed land, which is refreshing.

The Tibetan Scripture Hall, which contains Qiankun, has a total of seven layers, containing all kinds of divine passage methods, ancient classics, hundreds of schools, astronomy and geography, and only true disciples can climb the fourth floor.

When Gu Changsheng came to the Tibetan Scripture Hall, he saw many disciples entering and exiting the Tibetan Scripture Hall in twos and threes, and their eyes were full of extremely excited looks.

At the door of the Tibetan scripture hall, a peach tree has a simple shape, the branches and leaves are knotted, full of snow-white peach blossoms, the breeze blows, and there are petals gently sprinkled down.

Under the peach tree, in front of the stone table, sat a middle-aged man wearing a scribe's robe, looking elegant and extraordinary.

He held a wine gourd in one hand, drank it comfortably, and grabbed a chess piece from the bamboo tube next to him and put it on the chessboard, which looked very chic and freehand.

"Master Meng, you are so chic!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Gu Changsheng's mouth, and he walked towards the middle-aged scribe.

Meng Hetang!

The master of the hall of the Tibetan scriptures.

This Meng Hall Lord, although his cultivation is unfathomable, he doesn't like the Dan Weapon Talisman Array, he likes poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he doesn't like others to call him Meng Dianzhu, and he likes to be called Meng Fuzi.

"I haven't seen you for many days, I miss it very much! Come on, come on, I've just written a few good poems recently, you can evaluate them!"

Meng Fuzi's eyes lit up, and he immediately greeted Gu Changsheng.

Hearing these three words, the corners of Gu Changsheng's mouth twitched slightly.

This Meng Fuzi is also a strange person, since he heard Gu Changsheng casually chant a few words such as "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to Qingtian", he was shocked and called Gu Changsheng Gu everyone.

He not only often exchanged poems with Gu Changsheng, but also intersected with Gu Changsheng's peers.

You must know that this Master Meng, but the figures of Gu Changsheng's ancestors, even Ziwei Zhenren and the Seven Peak Masters, have to respectfully call Uncle Shi.

It's just that Meng Fuzi didn't want to pay attention to the mundane affairs of the sect, and he didn't want to retreat and cultivate, so he hid in the valley of this Tibetan scripture hall, recited poems, drank wine and played chess, and enjoyed himself.

"Master Meng, you still call me immortal, otherwise my master will know about it, and it will be strange if you don't pick my skin!"

Gu Changsheng smiled bitterly and sat down in front of the stone table.

"How dare he?"

Meng Fuzi's eyes widened, and then he looked at Gu Changsheng with an expectant gaze and said, "Gu everyone, have any new poems come out recently?"

"I've been busy cultivating lately, but I haven't written poems!Master Mengzi, you just said that you wrote a few poems and took them out for your disciples to appreciate, how about it?"

Gu Changsheng smiled slightly.

This Meng Fuzi is really too difficult, and the poems that Gu Changsheng memorized in the textbooks in his previous life are about to be cleaned up by Meng Fuzi.

However, Gu Changsheng suddenly had an idea, this Meng Fuzi was obsessed with poetry and songs, and he didn't like the Dan Weapon Rune Array, wouldn't he be a destined person to build the foundation Dan Danfang?

If the Zhuji Dan Pill was given to Meng Fuzi, Meng Fuzi would definitely disdain it, and after a month, he would be able to easily obtain the Grandmaster-level alchemy skill.

The more Gu Changsheng thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible, but before that, he still had to make Meng Fuzi happy.

Anyway, although this Meng Fuzi likes poetry and songs, the poems he wrote are ...... It's hard to put into words.

It's so coaxing.

"Hahaha...... That's right, everyone, I look at this peach tree today, the peach blossoms are like snow, one after another, I feel it, and I write a poem, just for you to comment on it!"

Meng Fuzi laughed heartily, then stood up, looking at the snow-white peach blossoms on the tree, his gaze became deep and distant.

Emotions begin to brew.

Gu Changsheng looked at him expectantly and listened attentively.

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces!"

Meng Fuzi's voice was subdued and full of emotion.

"Five, six, seven, eight!"

"Nine, ten, eleven!"

The corners of Gu Changsheng's mouth twitched, and there seemed to be ten thousand grassland divine beasts rushing past in his heart.

What the hell is this poetry?

Although he did not have much hope for Mengfuzi's poetry, the poem ......

Well done!

"Here, the last sentence is also the finishing touch!"

Meng Fuzi glanced at Gu Changsheng and said with a smile, cleared his throat, and chanted the last sentence unhurriedly: "I don't see anything when I fly into the flowers!"

After chanting, Meng Fuzi looked at Gu Changsheng with great anticipation: "Gu everyone, how is this poem?"

Gu Changsheng closed his eyes slightly, and his fingers tapped lightly on the stone table, as if he was reminiscing.

Seeing Gu Changsheng's appearance, Meng Fuzi's heart was also a little apprehensive.

The next moment, Gu Changsheng opened his eyes, as if there was a burst of light, and he shot the case.

"What a poem!"

Gu Changsheng's voice was extremely excited.

"Mengfuzi! Your poem sounds ordinary at first, especially the first three sentences are quite ordinary, please forgive me for being an honest person, not flattering, ordinary is ordinary, I can't lie......!

There is this sentence, which vividly describes the scene of a hundred flowers in full bloom, competing for beauty, the arrival of spring, and the revival of all things. ”

"It can be said that as soon as this poem came out, the poems describing spring flowers from now on were all wasted!"

Gu Changsheng's eyes showed a hint of admiration just right.

"Those who know me, take care of everyone!"

Meng Fuzi suddenly felt like a confidant.

"Everyone, how can I not know my ability to compose poems? It's just that one or two of the occasional poems can produce one or two fine poems! Far inferior to you, each of your poems is a swan song for the ages!"

"Moreover, what I appreciate most about you is that you are honest, not like other people who are flattering, good is good, bad is bad! The first three lines of my poem are indeed extremely ordinary, but the last sentence is a miracle, although it does not reach the point of eternal swan song, but it can be regarded as a masterpiece!"

Meng Fuzi sighed in admiration, and there was a smug look in his eyes.

Gu Changsheng saw that the effect had been achieved, and immediately struck while the iron was hot and said: "Master Meng, I can't hide it, I came to you this time because I have a copy of the pill of Zhuji Dan, and I want to give it to you!"

A flash of light flashed in his palm, and the Tsuki-Dan Fang that had already been copied appeared in his hand.

"Zhuji Dan Danfang, everyone, you and I intersect with poetry, we are both gentlemen of noble character, how can you give me such a worldly thing?"

Meng Fuzi's brows furrowed, and he did not take the Dan Fang.

"Meng Fuzi doesn't know anything!"

Gu Changsheng knew that Meng Fuzi would have this reaction, and explained with a slight smile: "This pill recipe for building the foundation pill is an ancient pill recipe, and it may be of great use to my Wuji Star Palace!"

The disciple is not good at Dan Dao, so he can't distinguish the authenticity, Meng Fuzi is the master of the Tibetan scripture hall, and he knows astronomy and geography, so he will be able to identify the authenticity of this Dan prescription. ”

"And hiding it in the Tibetan Scripture Hall can be regarded as enriching the treasury of the Tibetan Scripture Palace, what does Master Meng think?"

Gu Changsheng's explanation made Meng Fuzi's brows stretch.

Especially Gu Changsheng's sentence that he knows astronomy and geography is quite useful.

"What you said also has some truth! Dan Fang showed me it!"

Meng Fuzi stretched out his hand and took the Danfang of Tsukidan.