"Show me your wooden sign!"

A cold voice sounded, but it was a death-faced senior brother, who had been waiting outside the attic. Fang Xing was about to hand over the wooden card, but he raised his hand and a move was pulled over, and the wooden card in Fang Xing's hand came out of his hand and flew towards him. The dead-faced brother took the wooden card and looked at it, a look of contempt on his face.

"Ding and other qualifications? Hmph, there's another piece of waste!"

Throwing the wooden card back to Fang Xing, he said impatiently: "You go to Aoki Pavilion by yourself, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you over!"

Saying that, Yao Yao pointed out the direction of Aoki Pavilion to Fang Xing, and turned around and left.

Fang Xingqi's heart was annoyed, and he scolded, thinking to himself what kind of virtue this cultivator is!

Obviously, this dead face actually had the duty of taking the new disciple to the Aoki Pavilion to lead the items, but as soon as he saw that the level of Fang Xing's cultivation qualification was too poor, he didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, and left without even pretending to be.

"Remember you, sooner or later I'll let you taste my methods!"

Fang Xing came down the mountain indignantly, wanting to go to the Aoki Pavilion by himself but didn't know the way, the strange peaks and strange valleys between the gates, the eaves of the palace, he was a little dizzy, the dead face just pointed in the direction casually, how did he know where the Aoki Pavilion was?

"Uh...... Senior Brother Fang......"

On the path ahead, a big pig's head suddenly came in a hurry, and when he saw Fang Xing from afar, he stopped.

This pig's head is the fat man, but it turned out that he promised to go to the Qingxin Bell yesterday to wait for Fang Xing and be a guide for him, but where did he think that he drank too much last night, and he forgot about it directly, until the Qingxin Bell rang, he woke up, and then hurriedly got up and came over, ready to go to Aoki Pavilion to wait for him, just halfway through, he happened to meet Fang Xing cursing all the way.

The two faced each other, but the fat Taoist felt a little embarrassed, although yesterday the two of them had already called the brother and the brother to talk about the wine, but at that time he drank too much wine, and now although he also wants to be friendly with Fang Xing, but he can't pull his face in his heart.

"Oh, my senior brother pig, I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come?"

As soon as Fang Xing took his eyes, he understood the fat Taoist man's thoughts, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Hey...... Ahem, my surname is Yu, not Zhu...... I'm really sorry to keep my junior brother waiting for ......"

Seeing that Fang Xing was so enthusiastic, the fat Taoist suddenly disappeared from his heart, and walked up with a smile on his face.

"Why is Senior Brother Fang alone, and there is no Senior Brother to guide the way?"

"There is a dead face brother who leads the way, but he has diarrhea and runs to the toilet, I can't wait, I am ready to go over by myself......"

"Uh...... How can a cultivator still have diarrhea?"

"Who knows, maybe the intestines are rotten......"

Fang Xing talked nonsense, cursed the dead man's face, came over and hooked the fat man's neck and left.

He was short, and he could only barely put it on the shoulders of the fat Taoist, and this was still when the fat Taoist was crooked.

"What level is Senior Brother Fang's qualifications rated as?"

"Haha, are you?"

"Senior brother is ashamed, it's a D-level qualification......"

"Haha, then we're about the same!"

The two of them, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, walked towards Aoki Pavilion while giggling.

Fat Dao people did not change their attitude because Fang Xing is a D-level qualification, firstly, because he is also a D-level qualification, not to mention the second brother, and secondly, it was also from his mouth that Fang Xing learned that more than 1,000 outer disciples under the Qingyun Sect are D-level qualifications, more than half of the remaining people are C-level qualifications, and more than half of the remaining people are B-level qualifications.

And the real Class A qualifications, there are only a few in the entire Daomen, all of them are like baby bumps.

Thinking of this, Fang Xing's heart was a little more balanced, he was not the bottom at all.

Not long to come to the Aoki Pavilion, but it is a three-storey attic, the whole is built with a kind of wood that exudes a touch of green wood, at first glance it looks plain and unpretentious, but if you look carefully, it is fine and seamless, simple and atmospheric, the surface of the building does not even have a wormhole, and even the dust does not seem to be an inch. Under the light of the rising sun, there is a faint flow of brilliance, and the treasure is solemn.

As soon as the fat Daoist and Fang Xing approached, next to the wooden pavilion, a thin old Daoist walked over, and the fat Daoist hurriedly pulled Fang Xing to salute him, calling him Senior Brother Qiao. Fang Xing glanced at him, but found that he could see through his cultivation, only the four levels of agility, it seemed that although his appearance and age seemed to be similar to that of the senior elder just now, the cultivation of the two was very different.

Senior Brother Qiao took Fang Xing's wooden sign and looked at it, it didn't matter much, so he arranged a hut located at the foot of Yunyin Peak for Fang Xing as a place to practice, and gave him a small Qingyun Sect robe, a book of Qingyun Forging Qi, and a pebble-sized red crystal stone, which was said to be the spirit stone used for cultivation, and then sent Fang Xing to the Dharma Pavilion.

"Senior Brother Fang, don't underestimate this spirit stone, our future cultivation depends on it, our outer disciples are treated poorly, and they only receive the spirit stone once every three months, they are all regarded as treasures, put them in the red dust, each piece is worth 100 gold......

Seeing Fang Xing flipping over and over and looking at the spirit stone in his hand, the fat Daoist spoke.

"Only one piece every three months?

Fang Xing was a little dissatisfied.

"Ouch, this is a cultivation resource, it's good to be a white-collar worker every three months, this is also our low qualification, although we are also outer disciples, but the D-level qualification can receive one piece every three months, the C-level qualification can receive one piece in two months, the B-level qualification can receive one piece a month, the A-level qualification is terrible, and you can get two yuan a month, that is a rich man......"

"Hehe, there is a rich man who is in a hurry, and rob them of two pieces another day......"

"Senior brother, don't mess around, those disciples with Class A qualifications are not easy to mess with, if there is a dispute, even if it is obviously provoked by them, the elders will definitely punish us, if you want to make some extra pieces, I can introduce you to the miscellaneous supervisor to get a position, just work hard, and you can also get a spirit stone every three months, this is doubled......"

"Haha, it's not suitable for the little brother, let me think about it!"

The two chatted, and they had already arrived in front of the Magic Weapon Pavilion, and the fat Daoist suddenly remembered something, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Fang, when you get to the Magic Weapon Pavilion, you will obediently hand over this spirit stone to the senior brother who guards the Pavilion, and then take out a magic weapon under his guidance......"

Fang Xing was stunned, rolled his eyes and said, "What are you kidding? There is only one spirit stone every three months, why give them it?"

The fat Taoist couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "This is not the time to lock the door, our Qingyun Sect Outer Sect Sect Instrument Pavilion is full of old objects that have been eliminated by some seniors, but most of them are damaged, if you give filial piety, these senior brothers who guard the pavilion will naturally give you a good one, but if you don't have filial piety, they will ignore you completely, how do you know which one is good and which one is bad, these black-hearted ghosts, but they have not sharpened the broken flying sword and put it there to deceive people......"

Saying that, he took out one of his sword talismans and showed it to Fang Xing: "You see, I was lacking filial piety at the beginning, and I took this sword talisman at their instigation, and it is said that it can release the sword qi of a very true qi quadruple cultivator, at that time I thought I had picked up a treasure, and I was happy, but later I learned that this sword talisman can only be used once, except for that test, it is useless, I am not throwing it, I am not staying, I want to cry without tears, and now I can only stay by my side, purely as a thought......"

"It seems that you are also useless, no wonder you will run to the Taoist boys to show off your might......"

Fang Xing slandered the fat Taoist in his heart, but said with a smile on his lips: "Thank you Senior Brother for your advice, Senior Brother knows!"

The fat Daoist didn't follow him to the Dharma Weapon Pavilion, he just waited outside the pavilion, and Fang Xing swaggered in.

"Bold, Qingyun Sect Weapon Pavilion, how can you allow idlers to break in!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, which startled Fang Xing, but he saw three people coming out from the side of the Dharma Pavilion, the first one, who was in his thirties, with two mouse whiskers on his lips, thin and small, looking more than a mouse, and the little mung bean eyes were shining, and it was only when he saw him that he understood why others said that the eyes were small and focused, and the light of this guy was very good.

Fang Xing quietly glanced at it, and saw that the cultivation of these three people, the big mouse essence is a smart triple cultivation, and the remaining two are two, he can see that these three people are giving himself a horse, he laughed in his heart, but said respectfully on his face: "The new outer disciple Fang Xing came to receive the magic weapon according to the rules of the door, and there is a waist card given by Elder Gao as proof, please take a look at ......the three senior brothers."

The big rat spirit took the wooden card, swept his eyes, and sneered: "It turned out to be a new outer disciple, you don't know the rules, this time I spared you for trespassing in the magic weapon pavilion, but you came to receive the magic weapon with such empty mouths and white teeth?"

The little eyes flashed and flashed, clearly hinting that Du Fang had given benefits.

"Eh, what do you mean?"

Fang Xing smiled and pretended to be stupid, but he didn't want to give it, after all, it was a spirit stone!

Others need their guidance to avoid getting damaged magic weapons, aren't you afraid, the Yin Yang God and Demon Jian is a joke?

"Bastard, what are you pretending to be confused, quickly hand over the spirit stone, or get away as soon as possible......"

A man next to the mouse spirit started a fire, bluntly reprimanded, and even didn't even want some dough, and directly begged for spirit stones.

Fang Xing's face changed suddenly, originally, although he was reluctant, but after thinking about it, he still planned to hand over the spirit stone, after all, he had just entered the mountain gate, and he didn't know that the mountains were deep and shallow, so it was still necessary to let himself not be so showy, but he was a person who ate soft rather than hard, and as soon as the man next to the rat spirit scolded like this, Xiao Bang's temper immediately rose.

"Lao Tzu only has such a spirit stone for three months, why should he give you a Wang Ba thing?"

Fang Xing's voice was louder than the man's voice, but it startled the three of them.