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There was a light rain in the early morning, and the autumn mood came in the cool rain, and the sound of "chirping" came from the window, mixed with the fragrance of the earth and spread to every corner of the courtyard.

Fang Nan woke up from his deep sleep, looked at the sky outside the window, got up and got out of bed a little tiredly, and stretched.

"I actually fell asleep, it seems that I really can't overdraw my soul like yesterday in the future......"

Pushing open the door of the house, the cool breeze swept in, making the unsuspecting Fang Nan couldn't help but shiver, and under the coldness, his brain instantly sobered up, and he couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

This small courtyard is his current residence, in addition to him, there are also three foreign affairs disciples living in the courtyard, and in terms of treatment, it is undoubtedly much worse than the official disciples of the independent courtyard.

After being assigned to the Red Flame Peak, Fang Nan's days in the Jade Qing Sect were as quiet as water, and he barely made any waves.

As a foreign affairs disciple, under normal circumstances, he needed to go to the Cloud Ji Pavilion located on the mountainside of the Red Flame Peak every three days to take over the tasks assigned by him, and only after he was done did he have time to do other things.

Fortunately, after knowing that Fang Nan had been able to enter the sect by virtue of talisman making, one of the foundation building stewards of Yunji Pavilion gave him basically all the tasks of talisman making.

And after Fang Nan handed over several batches of high-quality low-level spirit runes on time, this foundation building monk who was in charge of hundreds of foreign affairs disciples of Red Flame Peak began to look at him differently, making an exception to allow Fang Nan to receive a talisman making task once a month, but the total amount required was even more than before.

Fang Nan naturally agreed without hesitation.

You must know that in order not to be shocking to the world, the finished products made after receiving the spirit rune materials are all handed in according to the success rate of six or seven percent, and in the past six months, there are still a lot of remaining spirit rune materials, not to mention one more percent, even if the task is doubled, it can be completed on time.

In this way, his cultivation time was greatly enriched, and under the hard work day and night, his cultivation was almost faster than that of those formal disciples who were not involved in mundane affairs.

Just last month, he finally broke through the bottleneck that had been stuck for more than a year, and cultivated the Flame Technique to the third level, and his cultivation also stepped into the ninth layer of Qi refining as a matter of course.

However, this kind of achievement was only achieved after he swallowed a large amount of pills at any cost, and in the end, he only had the qualifications equivalent to the four spirit roots, and with the squandering of the pills he had previously purchased in Nantang Prefecture, his cultivation speed had obviously dropped by more than half in the past month.

Seeing this situation, Fang Nan had already begun to consider whether to use the extra talisman materials, make a batch of spirit runes, and then sell them, and use the spirit stones obtained in exchange for some elixirs.

Walking through the large bamboo forest, Fang Nan's eyes fell on the tall attic looming in the distance, shook his head, pulled back his thoughts, and walked towards that side at a faster speed.

Today is the end of the month, and according to the convention, it is the time for him to deliver this month's spirit rune and receive the next month's task, so it is better to go early and return early.

In the final analysis, the cultivation realm is the foundation of his life, and he has been low-key and careful everywhere in the past year, precisely in order to have more time to cultivate, and he cannot be wasted at will.

In the drizzle, Fang Nan's footsteps were not affected at all, before the rain fell on his body, it turned into invisible light smoke and disappeared on its own, all the way down, Fang Nan's satin blue shirt that represented the identity of a foreign affairs disciple was still not dripping.

After half a cup of tea, Fang Nan finally came to the front of Yunji Pavilion, and after standing at the door and groaning for a while, he went up to the second floor and walked straight to the hall on the right.

It was still early, so there were not many people in the pavilion, as soon as Fang Nan entered the hall, a thin old man who was sorting out jade slips next to the cabinet heard the footsteps, and after raising his eyes to look at him, he continued to do what he was doing without care.

Fang Nanjian shook his head helplessly, took off a storage bag from his waist, put it on the counter in front of the old man, and glanced at the thin old man: "Senior Brother Yuan, this is my finished product this month, a total of five hundred fireball talismans, three hundred ice thorn talismans, don't forget to record it after inspection." ”

The thin old man was the "Senior Brother Yuan" who was in charge of the dilapidated pavilion before, and he was transferred here a few months ago for some reason, but looking at his appearance, he didn't care about this kind of thing, and only occasionally complained that he had a lot less time to sleep.

Hearing this, the thin old man didn't even look at him, and said lazily: "I know, every time you kid comes, you have to be verbose, go to the wooden cabinet in the east to get this month's spiritual ink and blank rune paper, don't come to disturb my old man if you have nothing to do, pack up these things, the old man still wants to take a nap." ”

Fang Nan smiled when he heard this, didn't say anything more, and after nodding at the other party, he turned around and headed east.

After getting along for such a long time, he also has some understanding of the character of this Senior Brother Yuan, probably because the rest of his life is about to end and there is no hope of building a foundation, he has already given up cultivation, and lives a quiet life in the sect all day long, and he looks like he ignores everyone, and he wishes he could lie on a rattan chair and sleep all day long.

However, although the other party is not very enthusiastic about dealing with people, he can be regarded as a high-spirited person, and he has always been straightforward and straightforward to his fellow disciples who are dozens of years old, and he does things in a downright manner, which makes people not feel the slightest bit of bad feelings.

In fact, after coming to Yuqing Sect for nearly a year, Fang Nan didn't know many people except Senior Brother Yuan in front of him, even those who lived in a courtyard were just nodding friends, and they couldn't be called familiar at all.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a sudden movement under the stairs, Fang Nan looked subconsciously, but saw Jiang Guyue, who was dressed in satin blue clothes, appear at the staircase and looked over here.

When he saw Fang Nan, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly arched his hand, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang, I didn't see you when I went to your residence early in the morning, so I estimated that you came to Yunji Pavilion, but I didn't expect to be bumped into by me." ”

"Looking for me, what is Senior Brother Jiang looking for me early in the morning?"

Among the disciples who entered the first place, Jiang Guyue was the most familiar one among the few because she was quite bold, and now that they met, Fang Nan naturally couldn't lose her courtesy, and she returned the salute at the moment, a little puzzled.

"You don't know?"

Jiang Guyue was obviously stunned, and then as if she remembered something, she suddenly said, "Also, Brother Fang, you have been bored in your residence all day long, and it is normal that you have not heard of this." ”

Seeing that Fang Nan frowned, he didn't continue to sell Guanzi, and said with a smile: "It's actually been a few days since this happened, but the news was blocked before, and only the high-level of the sect knew about it, but now, even among the foreign affairs disciples, it has spread." ”

"Jiazhou Linhai, seven or eight days ago, at the bottom of the coastal sea of Jixian Mansion, there was a huge crystal palace, the whole body of purple light flashing, it is said that it is the ancient demon clan left by the cave house, there are countless treasures, the major sects in Jiazhou are like crazy, are discussing how to divide it. ”