The old man breathed a sigh of relief instantly, but instead of the joy of getting rid of the debt, there was a strange struggle on his face.

At this time, the big man who was collecting debts had someone gnawing on the money to pay off the debt, and naturally his attitude became much more relaxed, and he was not worried that a Jindan monk would rely on his account. At the moment, he stepped aside with interest, not affecting Li Hui and the old man's business.

The old man got up from the recliner, looking a little depressed, walked to the pile of Dan Dao classics, picked up a book, his eyes immediately lit up, rubbed it gently, and after a while, he picked up another one, and also grabbed it in his hand. In this way, as if in some kind of farewell ceremony, the old man picked up the books one by one and put them down again.

With that attentive and cherished attitude, it's hard to believe that just a few moments ago, these texts were piled up like waste in dark corners that don't see the light of day.

The old man's strange behavior made the people in the house very puzzled, but the big man who collected the debt achieved his goal, and he didn't care about waiting for a moment at this time, Li Hui and Liu Piaoxu had nothing to do, and they didn't bother, and let the old man say goodbye there affectionately.

But unexpectedly, only a moment later, the old man withdrew his hand from the books, then closed his eyes, waved his hand, and said dejectedly, "These are all yours." ”

Li Hui was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and as soon as he turned his hand, a storage bag appeared in his hand, and he poured out the corresponding number of medium-grade spirit stones and handed them to the big man.

After the big man took the spirit stone, he immediately became frowning and laughing, and even became much more amicable to the old man named Feng Jingjing. Then the big man departed with a group of men.

Once again, only Li Hui, Liu Piaoxu, and the shopkeeper Feng Jing were left in the shop.

"After all, the little family wealth left by the ancestors was completely defeated in my hands. Feng Jingjing suddenly sighed, and the old tears were in full swing.

Li Hui and Liu Piaoxu were at a loss again, and the two looked at each other, neither of them understanding what kind of medicine was sold in the old man's gourd.

How to look at it, this crystal monk should be more fond of his poems and travelogues, but now he looks sad about those classics that he has discarded.

"Medicine King Sect, in my generation, it can be regarded as completely dead. The old man said to himself with a hint of self-deprecation on his lips.

Li Hui and Liu Piaoxu looked at each other, and then, the old man had already begun to tell some stories about the past.

When people get old, they always talk a lot, and it seems that even monks are not exempt from this point. The old man began to talk as soon as he spoke, and then he simply sat down on the ground, leaned against the pile of books, and spoke to the two only listeners in the room.

It's a bizarre scene, with a dim-eyed shopkeeper telling customers about his youth......

Half an hour later, Li Hui and Liu Piaoxu finally got some useful information from the old man's chaotic words.

This old man's real name is Feng Jingjing. According to him, when he was young, he was also a handsome and dashing figure who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and liked to travel all over the world...... Of course, none of this matters.

The important thing is that there was a small sect called the Medicine King Sect back then, and Feng Jing was a member of the Medicine King Sect back then. According to Feng Jingjing, this Medicine King Sect used to have a glorious time. The Medicine King Sect is known for its Dan Dao, and it is a Wai Dan sect that has been passed down since ancient times. It is said that at its peak, the pills refined by the Medicine King Sect were passed through the entire Shangzhou, and no sect could pass the Medicine King Sect in terms of alchemy.

But by the time Feng Jingjing and their generation arrived, the sect had completely decayed. Shangzhou is originally a place where competition is fierce and the fittest survive, and after the decline of the Medicine King Sect, it is not as good as day by day.

But after many years, although it has declined, there is still a little heritage, and everyone is guarding the mountain gate.

At that time, Feng Jingjing was still young, and he was a half-way monk and a half-hung cultivator, it is said that he was brought back by his master and the head of the Medicine King Sect, Lao Zhenren, in the world, and became a closed disciple of Lao Zhenren.

But Feng Jingjing back then had no interest in the way of cultivating the truth, and wanted to travel the world, and he also liked to write a few half-understood sour articles. Lao Zhenren didn't care much about this closed disciple, so he let him come nonsense.

Feng Jingjing traveled around, lived happily, and returned to the Medicine King Sect when he was tired of playing.

And when Feng Jingjing returned from a trip, he caught up with the big changes in the door.

The head of the Medicine King Sect, Lao Zhenren, that is, Feng Jingjing's master, has reached the limit, and he is about to sit down!

At this time, Lao Zhenren was the only Jindan monk in the Medicine King Sect, and he had been working hard for hundreds of years, witnessing the decline of the Medicine King Sect, but he was powerless to return to the sky, and finally failed to see the day when the Medicine King Sect made a comeback, and his life was exhausted.

After the old man sat down, the entire Medicine King Sect completely fell apart. Feng Jingjing's senior brothers were unwilling to continue to guard such a mess and dismiss their disciples, so they wanted to abandon the Medicine King Sect and go their separate ways.

At this time, unexpectedly, he never paid attention to the matter of cultivation, and it was even rare for Feng Jingjing, who was in the mountain gate a few times, to stand up and say that he would pick up the burden of the Medicine King Sect, and the master would let go of his hands, and he must not let the foundation passed down by the ancestor be destroyed.

The senior brothers were all a little stunned, but after several confirmations, after understanding that this Feng Jingjing was really here this time, they no longer argued, and left the sentence "You have to support it, you can support it yourself, we won't play with you", and then took their respective disciples and left after sweeping away the property in the sect.

Feng Jingjing has not been in the door seriously in these years, naturally there is no half of a disciple, and there is no power, and he is not the opponent of these senior brothers, so naturally he can't stop them from leaving.

But there is only one point, anything can be taken, and the Dao Zang of this Medicine King Sect cannot be moved!

After Feng Jingjing put on a desperate shelf, he finally preserved this part of the Dan Dao classics of the Medicine King Sect. Finally, the senior brothers thought about it, and they also left him some low-grade spiritual weapons and other things, and they also gave this little junior brother a copy when they split up.

After that, Feng Jingjing became completely alone, guarding the mountain gate of the Medicine King Sect at that time. But the good times didn't last long, and not long after, those nearby Xiuzhen sects forcibly occupied the Mountain Gate of the Medicine King Sect and drove Feng Jing away.

Feng Jingjing then took his master Daozang with him and began a life of exile.

At the beginning, he jumped up the burden of this sect, but he was just enthusiastic for a while, Feng Jingjing didn't know anything about the management of the sect, and he didn't have any cultivation, and the Medicine King Sect was completely dead.

This is not surprising, every day, many sects in Shangzhou are dying out, and many new forces are rising.

Feng Jingjing got worse and worse, and finally reached the point where he wanted to sell these Dao treasures. So there is this shop in the east of the city.

But when it really came, Feng Jingjing was still reluctant to sell his master's Daozang like this. So he reacted passively and threw all these Dao Tibetan classics in the corner, making it difficult for people to realize the true value of these Dao Zang.

Then in the idle and boring days, Feng Jingjing picked up his hobby again, wrote down what he saw and heard when he traveled all over the world, and pondered to earn a little spirit stone by selling books.

Feng Jingjing thought very well, and felt that cultivators always needed a little pastime in their spare time, and his masterpiece was naturally an excellent choice. Then Feng Jingjing's business got worse and worse, the rent could not be paid, and finally it was difficult to make a living.

But Feng Jingjing didn't want to go out to make an offering to others or something, so she cowered in her own small shop, and finally owed a lot of debts, and finally got to the point where she is today.

Li Hui and Liu Piaoxu sighed in their hearts, this crystal monk is really rich enough, and when they hear him say this, they are really a little interested in reading his books.

At the same time, Li Hui also understood why Feng Jing was reluctant to sell these classics before. This is the last trace left by the Medicine King Sect, and it is also the last sustenance of this Feng Crystal.

After Feng Jingjing finished speaking, he didn't mean to get out of the way, leaned on the pile of classics, and almost fell asleep again.

"Sect Master" At this time, Liu Piaoxu spoke softly.

"Huh?"

"It's better to bring this old man with you and follow us along, anyway, after the establishment of the sect, there is a lack of a person to guard the Daozang Hall or something, so that he can continue to stay with these Medicine King Sect Daozang, which is equivalent to this Medicine King Sect passing on in a different way." Liu Piaofu's lips opened lightly, and he actually made such a suggestion.

The old man, who was leaning against the pile of books and looking dying, immediately perked up, opened his eyes, and got up from the ground with a gruntle, his eyes sparkling, and asked with a little surprise: "This ...... Is what Fairy Gu said true?"

"If it's okay, we have to nod our sect master. Liu Piaoxu looked at the old man and couldn't help but chuckle.

That Feng Jing immediately shifted his expectant gaze from Liu Piaoxu to Li Hui.

Li Hui's heart moved, but he felt that what Liu Piaoxu said was not unreasonable. At this time, the Sword Sect was newly founded, and what was most lacking was manpower. At this time, there was one of his sect masters and five Jindan elders, and the number of high-level people was enough, but someone had to do a job like guarding the Dao Zang Palace.

They all have to cultivate, and they can't focus on these trivial things, usually the sect lets those old disciples who are old and have no future to do this kind of thing, but at this time, they have a disciple, Lin Yang, where to find any old disciples?

In comparison, this old man is indeed a good candidate, of course, this has to be a little more dedicated to this crystal layman.

Li Hui looked this old man Feng up and down with some suspicion, and always felt that this old man was a little unreliable.

Feng Jingjing looked at Li Hui with an enthusiastic face, and when she saw the suspicion in Li Hui's eyes, she immediately understood, patted her chest and said, "This ...... Sect Master, please rest assured, this kind of thing is handed over to the old man, it is the most suitable, the old man walks in all directions and is very knowledgeable......"

......

When he went back, there was a new member of the Sword Sect, which didn't even have a mountain gate.

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