Chapter 6 Baiyun Cang Dog Zhenmai Three Color Gourd

Chapter 6 Baiyun Cang Dog Zhenmai Three Color Gourd

Time flies by like water, it goes by so fast, without a trace, and there is no trace to be found.

"Brother Ye, you are loyal and loyal regardless of gains and losses. Zhu feels ashamed."

Zhu Yue sighed secretly, wondering how similar his son was to his father?

"Ge'er, go get three hundred spirit stones and give them to Ye Yang."

After a pause, Zhu Yue continued: "This young man is not bad. You can have more contact with him, but you can't offend him or get too close to him."

"You represent the Zhu family. After all, Feitianmen is the sect, not like our family. Do you know that?"

"I know, I know, it's annoying. Of course I understand this."

Zhu Mange was absent-minded, but smiled secretly in her heart

"It seems that Ye Yang is somewhat famous in the Feitian Sect. Look at how I have managed to play with him. It just so happens that I am new to the Feitian Sect, so I can take advantage of this opportunity."

…

During the day, Ye Yang had just finished practicing and saw Bai Zizhen again, stumbling towards the Sutra Pavilion.

The three-color brilliance flashed between his fingers, and he actually held a two-foot-long gourd vine between his fingers.

The gourd vine shines with red, yellow and blue colors, its light is brilliant and quite extraordinary.

"This is?"

After seeing Ye Yang, Bai Zizhen took the initiative to speak.

"This is the 17th generation seed of the sect's pulse-suppressing treasure, the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd. It was cultivated with great difficulty and is going to be planted in the Sutra Pavilion. You might as well come with me to plant it."

The Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd is the Feitian Sect's pulse-suppressing treasure. It can transform into the sun and release the essence of thousands of fire crows.

The reason why the Feitian Sect was able to defend the huge foundation of its ancestors despite being surrounded by wolves.

The red flame flying crow gourd is indispensable.

He once heard that when the first ancestor of the Feitian Sect was practicing in the mountains, he came across an old gourd vine in the mountains with a gourd hanging on it, so he picked it off.

Later, it was refined into a magic weapon and cultivated for thousands of years, becoming the Feitian Sect's most precious treasure.

All the weapons used by monks to protect the Tao are divided into thousand-forged elite weapons, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, treasures and other grades.

Among them, the magical weapons are precious and require dozens of main and auxiliary materials to be refined. Most monks who have just broken through to the warrior realm do not have the extra financial resources to refine them.

Most of them are just Thousand-forged elite soldiers.

As for the spiritual weapon, on top of the magical weapon, if the magical weapon has a trace of spirituality and is connected with the owner's mind, it can be called a spiritual weapon, and it is extremely powerful.

The treasure weapon already has the function of moving mountains and reclaiming seas. It is extremely precious and rare, so it is also called a pulse-suppressing treasure weapon.

It means that having a treasure weapon can suppress one party and protect it from the prying eyes of the young people.

I heard that there is a Taoist weapon on top of the treasure weapon. As for how powerful that Taoist weapon is, Ye Yang doesn't know.

At this moment, the two of them arrived at the Sutra Pavilion. Bai Zizhen took out his jade hoe and dug a small hole in the pavilion. The two of them carefully planted the gourd vines in it.

This Sutra Pavilion is inherently rich in spiritual energy and fertile spiritual soil. The three-color gourd vine is planted in it, with green leaves and vines spreading.

Although it is not big, there are faint lights of red, yellow and blue shining in it, which is extremely gorgeous and beautiful.

Finally, Bai Zizhen buried three more spiritual stones in the soil to provide nutrients for the gourd vine.

"The nodes of the spiritual veins under the Sutra-Depository Pavilion are gathering together, and the spiritual energy is the strongest. I hope that when this gourd vine grows up, it can become a talented person and protect the Sutra-Depository Pavilion and my Feitian Sect."

Bai Zizhen looked at the gourd vine and smiled.

Ye Yang followed him and said: "Uncle Bai has paid so much, and this gourd vine will definitely live up to Uncle Bai's expectations."

Bai Zizhen smiled and glanced at Ye Yang.

"You are the only one who can speak. Well, hurry up and practice."

at night.

Ye Yang sat in the room, taking out a short pen and a piece of yellow paper in his hand, writing down something from time to time, carefully planning his next plan.

The time for the Chazi Zhang family to call for help has come. He planned to ride on the pack cloud horse and go to the Chazi Zhang family as soon as possible.

"only."

Thinking of this, Ye Yang slowly wrote the words "Awakening of one's destiny" on the yellow paper.

The natal life is extremely mysterious and is the external manifestation of one's own state of mind, aptitude, and perception of life.

Some people are born with it, and some people never have it in their lifetime.

But basically they are all opened during the heaven-sacrifice ceremony. Feitianmen worships the heaven every ten years, and the ceremony begins two months later.

Opening the natal life means that the speed of practice and the potential of practice will be further increased in the future.

but.

"To open your life, you need the Pulse Protection Pill, which is expensive."

Ye Yang frowned and wrote the words "Pulse Protection Pill" on the paper again.

The only function of this elixir is to protect the whole body and body. Even if the awakening fails, it can protect the body from damage.

"One four-hundred-spirit stone requires two to be used together."

After writing the words four hundred spiritual stones, Ye Yang secretly sighed. He only had forty spiritual stones per month.

Excluding the expenses required for daily practice, I couldn't save much. After years of frugality, I had only saved more than 300 spiritual stones, which could be said to be an empty pocket.

In addition, my father died early, and the only inheritance left behind was this building with a yard. He saved half his life's savings.

Although the price is high, I can't sell it and live in the woods.

Although after his father passed away, the sect gave him a large amount of contribution points as a pension.

But the contribution points were rare and precious, and they had greater uses. He didn't want to use them to exchange for the Pulse Protection Pill.

"Dad is an honest man. Sometimes I think that if he hadn't been so honest, maybe he wouldn't have died so early."

Ye Yang secretly thought to himself that honest people do the most work and lose the most profits.

And honest people often get the least benefits.

My father had been honest and upright for many years, never receiving any bonus from anyone. He lived a life of poverty, leading by example, and finally died at the hands of others.

If not, his life would be much easier now.

"If possible, it would be good to repair the house and rent it out to new disciples who join the sect."

The house left by Ye’s father had three entrances and three exits, covering a huge area. At that time, just the land cost Ye’s father’s life savings.

After the land was completed, Ye's father took advantage of his position at the time to draw a scattered spiritual vein from the sect master's spiritual vein to build an ancient well.

After years of cultivation, the spiritual well is full of spiritual energy. The escaped spiritual energy alone is enough for him to practice.

The disciples recruited by the Feitian Sect are only arranged in caves or collective houses.

Having shallow spiritual energy can easily delay practice, so many people are willing to rent a house to practice.

However, this house has been repaired, renovated, and the courtyard renovated, as well as the layout of various spirit gathering formations.

After all, there is another expense, and I am afraid that the price of a pulse-protecting pill will not even come down.

…

Days flew by.

In the early morning, when the morning glow fades, the sky and earth turn into silvery gray.

The sky was not yet clear, and the milky white smoke and the sun blended together the still-rising dust and mist, as if covering the walls, roof ridges, and tree tops with a thin layer of cellophane.

Ye Yang was sweating like rain, and waved the Wind and Frost Knife five thousand times in an unshakable manner, after twelve turns of Manggu Qi.

Then he packed his luggage and left Feitianmen in the dark, preparing to head to the Zhang family's residence in "Fork Zhang".

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a graceful figure standing in front of the door.

She is a girl with fair skin, tall figure, cool temperament and slender legs. She is none other than Zhu Mange.

There were no elders in front of her today, and she was wearing a white tulle pleated skirt.

But the white dress could not hide her plump and plump and attractive figure at all.

Especially the pair of proud and turbulent breasts on the chest, which are even more charming under the looming bra restraint of a big red rose.

The areas that should be convex are high and the areas that should be concave are deep grooves. Her tender white skin looks even fairer against the backdrop of a white dress.

The deep groove on the chest always attracts men's attention.

"Senior Brother Ye."

Ye Yang didn't know why Zhu Mange came to see him so early in the morning.

So he didn't say anything, but waited for Zhu Mange to continue speaking.

Zhu Mange asked for trouble and said: "Senior Brother Ye, a few friends and I have established a Yili Club within the sect. Can you come and stand in line and help us build momentum?"

She walked with slender and straight legs, and her plump and tall upper body stretched her tube top tightly.

The scent came, but Ye Yang's first reaction was to refuse. Although the person in front of him was a beautiful woman, he didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

From ancient times to the present, community affairs are often the earliest prototypes of cliques, small hills, and small circles. The Zhu family can get close to them, but they cannot have too much contact.

"I have to go out recently and don't know when I will be back."

Ye Yang did not directly refuse or agree, but said something ambiguous.

Zhu Mange stamped his foot.

"Senior Brother Ye, don't forget, there is still something between the two of us, and..."

She wanted to use a beauty trick to lure Ye Yang into being her thug.

"Hold on!"

After saying that, Ye Yang walked into the room, followed shortly after.

With a creak, the old wooden door was opened by Ye Yang.

Ye Yang took out a piece of paper and pen and handed it to Zhu Mange.

Zhu Mange said, "What is this?"

Ye Yang said.

"Junior sister, the original engagement was just a joke. Both my father and Uncle Zhu Yue knew that it couldn't be true."

"That's what I mean. Why don't you and I write a book and the two families will be clean from now on?"

"you……"

Zhu Mange wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to turn her back. She originally wanted to use this to plot Ye Yang to help her.

But I never thought that I almost shot myself in the foot.

I had no choice but to stop the pen and paper, and then said.

"Senior brother, what are you talking about!"

Ye Yang naturally understood Zhu Mange's thoughts and put away the pen and paper.

"Junior sister, I don't know what plans you have for the future."

Before Zhu Mange could speak, Ye Yang continued: "Three months later, after the heaven-sacrifice ceremony is completed, it will be time to compete for the "Seven Flying Spirits". Junior Sister will definitely not give up this opportunity."

Feitian Qizhen is the highest title for the younger generation of Feitian sect, it is not just a title.

It also involves the future distribution of sect interests, personal treatment, and promotion channels.

As a member of the family, Zhu Mange didn't know how valuable the Feitian Seven Realms were, so he breathed a little heavier.

"Senior brother, do you have any ideas?"

"Of course, I can guide you in your practice and help you analyze and plan to obtain the title of Feitian Qizhen. Now we can sign a contract."

"Then what do I have to pay?"

Zhu Mange is not stupid. Everything has to be paid for. There are hundreds of Feitianmen disciples, and I don’t know how many people are eyeing this piece of cake.

"Six hundred spirit stones."

Zhu Mange smiled, it seemed that Senior Brother Ye was very short of money.

However, six hundred spiritual stones were expensive. When she first arrived at Feitianmen, she only had thirty spiritual stones in one month.

Six hundred spirit stones are equivalent to two years' income, but she is the youngest daughter of the Zhu family, and her daily pocket money is higher than the sect's welfare.

Ye Yang is not weak in Feitianmen. She has just arrived here. It would not be a bad thing if she can get his training guidance.

Although talking about money to a beautiful woman is a very face-damaging thing, Ye Yang is not a person who cares about face. Face is the cheapest thing in the world.

For him at this stage, what he needs most is spiritual stones.

With the spirit stone, he can purchase the pulse protection pill to provide additional protection for the heaven-sacrifice ceremony.

They can also renovate houses, build courtyards, smooth the soil, attract tenants, and earn rent.

As time goes by, the spiritual stones accumulate more and more like a snowball.

"Okay, but can it be a little less? How about five hundred spirit stones?"

Zhu Mange hesitated for a while and gave the current price. She seemed to be afraid that Ye Yang would regret it, and then said: "I will deliver it on the spot."

Ye Yang remained silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Zhu Mange was afraid that Ye Yang would regret it, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, then six hundred spirit stones."

Later, Zhu Mange took out a bag and said, "This is three hundred spirit stones. Please accept it, senior brother."

Immediately afterwards, she took out another bag, counted three hundred spirit stones from it, handed it to Ye Yang and said, "Senior Brother Ye, please count them."

Although I was surprised why the other party prepared two copies.

(1) Note: Matchmaker’s words méi shuò zhī yán. Matchmaker: A person who negotiates a marriage. Introduction by the matchmaker. 〖Source〗 "Mencius: Duke Teng Wen": "If you don't wait for your parents' orders, but look at the words of a matchmaker and peek into each other's holes, your parents will be despised by everyone in the country."