"Since you want to be my brother, do you have to pay me back the accommodation fee?"
Chang Ziqiu said seriously.
Hearing the words of repaying the money, Chen Qingyuan suddenly became serious and said righteously: "Brothers, how can we be blinded by interests? Let's not care about the small things in the past, but take a long-term view and look forward to the future. "
I am a casual cultivator, and I don't have many spiritual stones. Last time I gave you more than half of my family wealth, and recently my cultivation has consumed a lot."
To sum up, Chang Ziqiu is very poor. He never thought that he would be in such a miserable state. The last time he dared to give a large number of spiritual stones to Chen Qingyuan was because he could go out and earn them easily if he didn't have any.
Now, Chang Ziqiu is trapped in the old land. Not to mention getting rich, his daily consumption of spiritual stones is a problem.
The laws of the old land are very strange, and the aura naturally changes due to the laws.
Therefore, no one in the Qing Sect can directly refine the spiritual energy in the old soil, and can only rely on the few family resources for support.
"As long as you become a member of the Qing Sect, you will have a certain supply of spiritual stones every month." Chen Qingyuan seemed not to hear Chang Ziqiu's intention of asking for spiritual stones, and even wanted to take the opportunity to trick him: "How about it, do you want to think about it? "
Chen Qingyuan, you are so stingy."
Chang Ziqiu snorted lightly, with a cold and arrogant look on his face.
"What is stingy? I am diligent and thrifty."
Chen Qingyuan said "cut", picked up the wine on the table and started drinking.
Then, Chang Ziqiu also reached out to the wine on the table.
"Gulu——"
Chang Ziqiu felt much happier after taking a few sips of wine.
"If you drink my wine, you will be a member of my Qing Sect from now on. Next month is the day for the outer disciples to ask for advice. Remember to go out and have a look and give guidance to the juniors."
Chen Qingyuan confirmed that Chang Ziqiu drank the wine to his stomach . Inside, the smile is bright.
"..."
For some reason, Chang Ziqiu felt that the wine in his hand had become extremely unpalatable, and it was no longer one ten thousandth as delicious as before.
In fact, Chang Ziqiu did not resist the option of joining Qingzong. Moreover, since he refined the inheritance jade pendant, he has developed an inexplicable sense of trust in Chen Qingyuan and is willing to accompany him.
The reason why I feel depressed is because I feel that I have lost money.
After handing over a large amount of spiritual stones, not only did he not get very good treatment, but he also had to teach Qingzong disciples. There are certainly very few hard labor jobs in the world where you pay yourself to find something to do.
"If I had known this, why would I have done it in the first place."
Chang Ziqiu sighed, took a sip of wine, and began to miss the free life.
Carefree and comfortable, unrestrained.
The world is vast, allowing one to roam.
Now, like a trapped tiger, it looks up to the sky and sighs.
After saying goodbye to Chang Ziqiu, Chen Qingyuan went straight to a palace.
At the end of the palace, there is a black cauldron ten feet high.
Since the Black Cauldron completed its mission, its intelligence has been damaged, and several new cracks have appeared on the body of the cauldron, making it look particularly miserable.
"We don't have many resources for you to repair it at the moment, I'm sorry."
Chen Qingyuan gently touched the black tripod, with a serious face and a bit of apology in his eyes, and said softly.
Qingzong's internal cultivation is a big problem, how can it have the ability to treat Heiding.
Hei Ding's mind fell into a deep sleep and was unable to respond to Chen Qingyuan.
"Thanks to you this time, otherwise the Qingzong would have been in constant trouble and there would be no peace today." Chen Qingyuan promised: "When I find the resources, I will never forget you." The spiritual
energy of the old land cannot be refined, and the Zong Internal resources decrease daily. According to the current situation, I'm afraid it can only last for a year at most.
Sad!
The senior officials of Qingzong revealed all their wealth without any reservation.
Even so, it is a drop in the bucket and cannot solve the root cause.
Since the spiritual energy of the old land is contaminated with complex laws and cannot be refined, Qingzong's various palaces and cultivation needs can only rely on spiritual stones, and the daily consumption is an astronomical figure.
...
In the back mountain, under a towering tree.
Stone tables and chairs, the fragrance of tea lingers.
Lin Changsheng and Chen Qingyuan sat across from each other, chatting about Qingzong's subsequent arrangements and plans for the future.
"Junior brother, you made the right move in this move. You don't have to worry about the intrusion from all forces when you move to the old land. However, issues such as spiritual stone resources are a big trouble!" In
recent days, Lin Changsheng has been thinking about this. How to obtain spiritual stones for the cultivation of everyone in the sect.
In addition, Lin Changsheng also wanted to figure out the strange laws of the old land and see if there was any way to restore the spiritual energy to normal so that the Qing Sect could develop in the long term.
Unfortunately, with Lin Changsheng's ability, it was impossible to do this. If he hadn't been bold and careful, he would have been counterattacked by the laws of the old land.
After learning this lesson, Lin Changsheng was so frightened that he no longer dared to study the spiritual energy of the old land.
"The old soil is a relic of an ancient era. With so much spiritual energy, there must be spiritual veins in many places. If we can find places with spiritual veins and get more of them as foundations, the spiritual energy of practice can be continuously produced."
In order to move the sect that year, all the spiritual energy of the Qing sect was invested, and Chen Qingyuan also borrowed resources from many powerful people.
The few remaining spirit stones were distributed to everyone.
If you can get more than ten top spiritual veins, integrate them into the star where Qingzong is located, and set up a large array, the spiritual energy can circulate, enough to maintain daily practice.
"It's too dangerous, don't take risks easily."
It's not that Lin Changsheng has never thought about exploring the old land, but he has never taken action. It's not that he is greedy for life and afraid of death, but Qing Zong wants to be stable for the time being and cannot go into a big war.
It is definitely impossible for a few people to explore spiritual veins, and a large number of manpower must be dispatched. Ordinary disciples are not capable of walking in the old soil, at least they must be core disciples and elders.
If the middle and high-level officials of the Qing Sect were swallowed up by the laws of the old land, the consequences would be disastrous.
It was this concern that made Lin Changsheng afraid to give orders and frowning.
"We don't have much time left. There is only one way to go."
Chen Qingyuan understood the pressure of Lin Changsheng as the leader of a sect. If he makes a wrong move, he will be the sinner of the Qing sect and will not be able to face his ancestors after death. See, I am ashamed of my ancestors.
"Even if we want to go, we can't use too much manpower. We know nothing about the old land. It is rumored that many top experts are almost buried in the old land."
When Chen Qingyuan proposed moving to the old land, Lin Changsheng knew that he would survive a narrow escape, but he still nodded and agreed.
This trust between brothers is beyond doubt.
"I'll go."
Chen Qingyuan came today and wanted to explain his plans.
"No!"
Lin Changsheng refused without hesitation, with a serious expression mixed with a hint of worry.
"Senior brother, I have been to the Old Land before, and I know a little bit about the situation here. It is not a wrong choice for me to look for resources."
Chen Qingyuan and Lin Changsheng looked at each other, their eyes were calm, and they said slowly.
"You have suffered so much for the sect, how can you be allowed to bear this pressure alone."
Lin Changsheng still shook his head and refused to agree.
"Senior brother, I am doing this not only for the sect, but also for myself."
Seeing that his senior brother was unwilling to nod, Chen Qingyuan had no choice but to explain in detail.
"What do you mean?" Lin Changsheng frowned slightly.