The big rat didn't know what the name of this mask was, and he couldn't write the name of Hu Yan, so according to the usual practice, anyone who couldn't name it would only write "low-level magic weapon". After the record was completed, he put the jade plate on the shelf, even if it was a certainty, his face sank, and he said with a smile: "This little junior brother, congratulations on choosing the treasure, you can go!"

Fang Xing looked at the mask back and forth, pretending to be ignorant and said, "You won't lie to me, will you?"

The big mouse's face sank, and he shouted: "Nonsense, you have already selected the magic weapon and recorded it, and you can't regret it!"

"That'...... You just said that if you are not satisfied, you can take it back and replace it......"

Fang Xing's mouth opened wide, as if he was frightened by the few of them.

"It's not impossible to change, it depends on your watch at that time!"

The big rat sneered, his eyes were shining, and he sneered.

It's not that no one has come to change it, there are many disciples who have suffered a big loss at their hands, and they all came to the door afterwards, begged in every way, and voluntarily took out all the good things on their bodies, and begged them to allow them to change a magic weapon.

Through this method, they don't know how much benefit they have gained.

They wrote the vague name of "low-level magic weapon" on the jade talisman, in addition to not knowing the reason for the name of this mask, they also had the intention of knocking him on the bamboo bar when Fang Xing came to the door again.

Anyway, what is written on the record is a low-level magic weapon, and it is a big deal to change it to a low-level magic weapon when the time comes, and if it is those that have the name and characteristics of the magic weapon, it will not be so easy to operate, after all, the Dao Gate also has its own rules.

"Alright then, that's it!"

Fang Xing seemed to have made up his mind, shoved the mask into his arms, turned his head and went out.

The big rat spirit and the two junior brothers looked at each other, and suddenly laughed together.

"I really chose such a thing, this kid is still like a baby......"

"Hehe, I offended our senior brother, this kid still wants to be good?

"Hmph, when he turns around and wants to change another magic weapon, see if I don't pick up the skin for him!"

The fat Daoist who had been waiting outside saw Fang Xing come out, and hurriedly greeted him, to see what magic weapon he had chosen.

Fang Xing handed him the mask, and the fat Daoist took it in his hand and looked at it over and over again, and said suspiciously: "What is this?"

The mask looked a little old, with a torn look on it, and it really didn't look like a good thing.

Fang Xing snatched it back: "You know a fart, this is definitely a good thing, let's go, take me to the place where I practice!"

Seeing that he was full of confidence, the fat Taoist didn't say more, so he led the way in front and walked towards the cultivation place arranged by the Daomen, walking all the way, while introducing the scenery in this gate to Fang Xing, he was in charge of the miscellaneous superintendent, running errands everywhere, so he still knew a lot about this door, although he was not usually well received, but after all, there were many contacts, and all kinds of gossip came casually.

"Senior brother, you see, that place is the Qingyin Valley where the female disciples live, there is a clear pool outside the valley, the junior sisters often bathe in it, in order to prevent bad children from peeping, the edge of the pool is covered by the elders in the door A spiritual mist, blocked all year round, but this spiritual mist, not all the time, as long as you have perseverance, lying on that mountain, ten days and half a month, there is always a time to keep the fog open, there was once a senior brother, I saw the female disciples bathing there, and came back and talked for half a month......"

"This Qingya, that's where Elder Songgu preached, his old man is a legendary figure of our Qingyun Sect, his magic power is profound, but he treats people kindly, we and other outer disciples ask his old man for peace, and they will respond with a smile. Elder Songyan will preach here once a year in Chongyang, sometimes talking about matters that need to be paid attention to in cultivation, sometimes talking about the principles of magic, and the disciples who come to listen don't know how many, from the true transmission to the outer gate, they all want to ask for a seat but can't......"

"That place, even more amazing, is the place where the disciples who specialize in cultivating the Dan Fa practice, called Qixialing, because the perennial Dan fog is pervasive, and it does not go for a long time, so it is named, the disciples in it are not easy to mess with, and the shelves are amazing, who makes us ordinary disciples have to ask them sooner or later? But ah, there are many women among the disciples of Qixialing, and you are not ugly, and when you are older, the senior brother will introduce you to one, with such a Taoist couple, there are many benefits......"

The road to the valley where the outer disciples live at the foot of Yunyin Peak is not close, and he has walked for more than two hours, and the fat Daoist's mouth has never stopped, but he does know a lot, and the gossip plus the regulations of the Dao Sect has not been the same for more than two hours, Fang Xing has done his best to understand the Qingyun Sect, and he will not interrupt him, listen patiently, and occasionally cooperate.

And the fat Taoist rarely got such an opportunity to show off, and he was even happier when he said it, and he talked endlessly.

"Senior brother, you see, that is the peak of the inner disciples' cultivation, but don't dare to approach it casually......"

"It's a place where disciples who have broken the rules are confined......"

"There is a food superintendent, and if the outer disciples want to receive food there, they have to pay a hundred taels of silver every month......

"There is the Enlightenment Pavilion, and the Qingyun Sect's magic secrets are all there, but only inner disciples can enter!"

............

"This is where you will live in the future, and the place where I live is not far from you, so we can come and go from time to time......"

After talking all the way, I finally saw a valley under the mountain, but I saw that there were hundreds of houses built in a row of white clouds, because this valley is really not small, but it is not crowded, and even seems quite wide. The surroundings are also good, a clear stream flowing down from the mountain passes through the valley, and near the left is a large verdant and pleasant bamboo forest, blowing a rustling sound.

At this time, the outside world has entered late autumn, and inside the Qingyun Sect, because of the abundant aura, it is still a spring and summer scene.

According to the fat Dao people, this is a valley where the disciples of the outer sect live, and there are more than a dozen similar valleys in the Qingyun Sect.

He lived in an adjacent valley, about two or three miles away.

In fact, all the outer disciples live in such a valley, and when they cultivate to break the spiritual fourfold, they can be promoted to inner disciples and move to a cave with more spiritual energy on the mountain to live.

Came down with the fat Taoist and found the steward of the valley here, but it was a smart young man, slightly fat, looking a little shrewd, specially responsible for managing the housing arrangements here and the care of the food supervisor, he was also enthusiastic, after checking Fang Xing's wooden card, he arranged a house close to the clear spring for him, which was convenient for getting water, and asked Fang Xing if he wanted to eat in the food superintendent.

"Senior Brother Fang, if you eat in the food department, you need to pay one hundred taels of silver every month......

A kind reminder from the fat Taoist.

Fang Xing was stunned, his pockets are empty now, where is the money?

Then he patted the fat Taoist on the shoulder: "Then you lend me a hundred taels of silver first, and pay you back another day!"

The fat Taoist was stunned: "You don't even have a hundred taels of silver?"

Fang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "Who said I didn't have it, I didn't bring it with me!"

When he introduced it to the senior brother in charge of the food director, he also said that this was his good friend, and now he was watching from the side, so he couldn't even borrow a hundred taels of silver, right?

The senior brother was also polite, and waved his hand directly and said that there was no need to remember, just find time to send it over.

However, his gaze at Fang Xing also invisibly became a little contemptuous.

Daomen practice, if there is no amazing qualification, what you fight is resources, it is Wanguan family wealth, and it is also scattered lightly on the way to practice, but this kid in front of him doesn't even have a hundred taels of silver, and it seems that he has no interest.

Fang Xing went to the house arranged for himself with the fat Taoist people, but it was a lonely wooden house, it looked very simple, but although it was simple, it was not simple, it was made of good pine wood, which could avoid mosquitoes and insects, and the layout inside was also good, at least it was much stronger than when he was a Taoist child, the bed frame, tables and chairs were all available, but the utensils that were usually used were not covered.

After inquiring, I learned that this was also asking for money, so I had to open my mouth to the fat Taoist again.

Anyway, a hundred taels of silver were taken out, so naturally he couldn't be stingy with these ten taels of silver, and the fat Taoist pinched his nose and recognized it.