The gray-robed man's face was grim, it was the monk surnamed Yun who led Fang Nan and the others up the mountain at the beginning, and when he saw everyone looking at him at this moment, after a little groaning, he bowed his head and said: "It's almost, it is estimated that the construction will be completed by the end of this month, but if it is opened, it will have to wait until the winter solstice." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Well, after all, after the completion of this Fang Market, it will be the largest Xiuzhen Fang City in Linchuan Jixian Erfu, and this speed is acceptable. Yunyang Daoist stroked his long hair, smiled with satisfaction, and looked around at everyone: "This time in Linchuanfang City, Senior Zhang of Zangjian Peak has already agreed to the request to sit in the town, in addition, there are also three fellow foundation builders, do you want to go?"

Upon hearing this, except for the black-shirted girl from Hidden Sword Peak, whose face was still indifferent, the rest of the monks all had their eyes lit up, revealing a little interested.

According to the rules of the sect, the foundation building monks who are in charge of sitting in a local fang city can often extract a part of the spirit stone reward from the spirit stones handed over to the sect in the fang market, although the proportion is not high, but due to the huge number of spirit stones handed over in the fang market, it is still a very high income.

And this time, Xinfang City, which will be opened on the border of Linchuan and Jixian Erfu, is also known as the largest Xiuzhenfang City in the entire Jiazhou, and if these foundation building monks settle in, they will have at least a thousand spirit stones a year.

This was undoubtedly a great temptation for the foundation building monks present.

After all, their main task is to be responsible for sitting in the Fang City and dealing with some disputes and chaos, and the name of the Yuqing Sect is there, and there may not be a few opportunities to make a move a year, except for having more mundane entertainment than on the mountain, most of the time can still be used for cultivation, which is really a sure thing.

Speaking of which, these people in the pavilion are already the most people in the sect who have taken over the secular affairs of this peak, and if they are replaced by some foundation building monks in the sect who are only willing to retreat and cultivate all year round, I am afraid that they will not bother to deal with this kind of thing at all.

Yunyang Dao people took everyone's expressions in their eyes, and after chuckling, he raised his wine glass and took a sip, and said lightly: "The old man will reveal this matter to you first, and the final candidate will be officially announced in Cangsong Pavilion in five days." ”

"In addition, Linchuanfang City also needs twenty foreign affairs disciples to be responsible for the order on weekdays, and this time I won't embarrass you, just leave our Red Flame Peak. ”

Yunyang Daoist smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the gray-robed man, and he advised: "Senior Brother Yun, starting tomorrow, you will select twenty people from among the foreign affairs disciples in the peak, and after the armistice agreement is signed, let them go to Linchuanfang City." ”

The gray-robed man's face did not change emotionally, and he nodded slightly.

Naturally, the others didn't have any opinions, regardless of whether the foreign affairs disciples of this peak were interested in this matter or not, anyway, it had nothing to do with themselves, if Red Flame Peak could cover it all, it would save them some trouble.

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In the bamboo forest, the courtyard is secluded.

A monk dressed in satin blue was leaning against the courtyard wall at the moment, with a pale cyan jade slip on his forehead, and his consciousness was immersed in it, and his face was obsessed, and he actually read it with relish.

This person is thin and small, and he also looks like a sharp-beaked monkey gill, but he is the same Senior Brother Hao who sold the white bamboo rat puppet and Fang Nan before.

And next to him, there is a tall dove-faced old man, also wearing a blue robe that symbolizes the identity of a foreign affairs disciple, this person's surname is Qian, he used to live in another courtyard, and he adjusted his residence a few days ago before moving to the current courtyard.

The sun was warm, and the dove-faced old man was standing with his hands in his hands, admiring Xiao Xiao and the remnants of snow in the bamboo forest, when he suddenly heard the monk surnamed Hao on the side suddenly exclaimed, and couldn't help frowning, looking back.

His eyes fell on the face of the monk surnamed Hao, seeing that he was still immersed in the jade slip and enjoying himself, the dove-faced old man hesitated for a moment, but after all, he couldn't hold back, and asked lightly: "Senior Brother Hao, what kind of exercises are you looking at, so fascinated?"

The monk surnamed Hao glanced up at him, and said with a smile: "Where is the exercise, here are the experiences of several famous Yuanying seniors traveling all over the world, if it is the exercise, I can still be so excited?"

The dove-faced old man was a little stunned, looked at Yu Jian, and after being silent for a moment, he sighed with a complicated expression: "This kind of thing the old man also liked to watch when he was young, but at that time, he was extremely envious of the seniors inside, and he still thought that one day he would be able to fight the sword world like them." ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Qian, I didn't say you, I've never had this kind of thought. The monk surnamed Hao moved away from the jade slip, glanced at the old man, and said lazily, "I know what realm I can reach, and now I just want to have fun reading this book, and I really think of myself as a character?"

"Yes. ”

The dove-faced old man smiled dumbly, and his eyes turned back to the bamboo forest, but the next moment, as if he remembered something, he looked back at the room on the east side of the courtyard, and asked suspiciously: "I said Senior Brother Hao, the rest of the senior brothers and old men in the courtyard have met, what is the matter with this Senior Brother Fang, the old man has been here for two or three days, why haven't you seen him step out of the door?"

"Who?Fang Nan?"

The monk surnamed Hao seemed to be still immersed in the storyline, and when he heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the closed door of the corner room before he reacted, and said with a smile: "Oh, you said him, this is normal, Senior Brother Fang was originally a well-known ascetic, and he used to come out once every five days in order to deliver the talisman making task, but now the war will stop, even if it doesn't come out for a month, it's not unusual." ”

"I see. ”

The dove-faced old man understood a little, and immediately sneered disdainfully, "They are all waste spirit root cultivators, and now that the beast tide is gone, why are you still working so hard, do you still want to take shit luck, and think about the advanced foundation building?"

"You can't say that, people aren't like us. Although the monk surnamed Hao had no expression on his face, the corners of his mouth were full of some ridicule, "Senior Brother Fang's current talisman making technique has spread among the foreign affairs disciples of the entire Red Flame Peak, with the income from selling low-level spirit runes, if he gathers a thousand spirit stones, when he reaches the twelfth layer of qi refining, he can exchange for a foundation building pill, maybe he will become a senior in the foundation building period." ”

"He is still refining qi at the twelfth layer, hmph, the old man is now over the age of sixteen, and he is only at the eleventh level of qi refining, when he can advance to the peak of qi refining, won't it be until the day you and I die of old age? Besides, if you have a Zhuji Dan, I'm afraid it's not enough, right?"

"It's just a joke, do you really expect that day? Forget it, don't talk about it, just now I saw Ziyue Zhenren and his seniors take revenge on Que Yue Pavilion, it's the wonderful place, don't bother me. ”

The monk surnamed Hao smiled, put the jade slip on his forehead again, and looked at it in fascination. (To be continued.) )