The Zongmen warehouse area is located in Fuyun Peak. It is a palace complex with an area of several hundred acres. It is always heavily guarded and no outsiders are allowed to approach.
Xue Bingxuan, with a calm expression, walked straight in with a light step. The square in front of the main entrance was paved with three-foot-sized black square bricks. They were hard, thick, flat and smooth. They climbed up the steps and were about ten feet wide.
The vermilion lacquer door is now open, and lifelike red copper unicorn statues line both sides of the door.
Standing on the steps were two rows of Taoist puppet guards who were completely black and holding long halberds. They were all about ten feet tall and as tall as pine trees, with a cold murderous aura coming towards them.
There were many disciples standing in the majestic main hall, and several stewards sat behind the several-foot-long ebony desk, each with his head down and busy.
"...Sister, why are you here today?"
Behind the large desk, the deacons and elders on duty today were checking the accounts. Dozens of thick account books were piled up into a hill. When they saw Xue Bingxuan hurried in, they quickly stood up and greeted her.
Xue Bingxuan waved her hand: "Nothing else, I came here to collect some things as ordered by Master."
As he spoke, he handed over the jade token representing his identity, along with the token token given by the headmaster Mu Yinghua, and a jade slip recording a list of resources.
The elder deacon straightened his expression, took the exquisite jade tablet, and skillfully played several spiritual techniques. The jade tablet trembled slightly and bloomed with soft radiance.
The sect's laws are strict, and even the direct disciples of the supreme leader must follow the rules if they want to allocate and use resources.
Seeing that the token was verified to be correct, the elder deacon nodded with satisfaction, released his spiritual sense and began to check the contents of the jade slip, and said: "There are a lot of things, you have to wait for a while, I will let them handle it now."
Xue Bingxuan nodded slightly, and the two handyman disciples standing next to her quickly moved over seats, asked the senior sister to sit down, and served her spiritual tea and snacks.
The elder deacon immediately ordered the handyman disciples to open various warehouses and obtain the required types of resources one by one.
Naturally, the core disciples of Yunmeng Tiangong are treated very generously. Clothes, magic weapons, weapons, talismans, elixirs, ingredients, chariots, and honor guards... all kinds of odds and ends add up to a lot, and even the maids and servants who work around them will arrange them properly.
Sure enough, his status is not even a little higher than that of emperors and generals in secular dynasties.
For reasons of confidentiality, Qin Muling's existence cannot be known to others for the time being, so Xue Bingxuan withdraws resources in the name of the master this time, and the deacon elders do not know that a new core disciple has been born in the sect.
After a while, a group of handyman disciples in sky-blue robes and robes walked in. Each disciple held a large and exquisite jade plate in his hand. On the plate, jade bottles of different styles were neatly placed, all in number.
There are more than two hundred of them in total, and they contain elixirs with different effects.
In addition, there were nearly a hundred huge nanmu boxes, and more than twenty porcelain altars half a man's height were also carried out by the handyman disciples. The mouth of the altar was thickly sealed with mud, and there were seals and seals on it.
There was a faint flash of spiritual light, and a large area was spread out in the hall.
Inside the box are various high-grade ingredients and elixir resources, and the jar contains spiritual wine and nectar. These things must be carefully sealed with magic to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out, so as not to affect the efficacy.
Xue Bingxuan stood up, picked up a jade bottle from the tray and unscrewed it. A faint medicinal fragrance overflowed. Inside were twenty light blue Qi-Replenishing Pills. The smell was pure and of high quality. They belonged to middle-level monks.
One of our commonly used cultivation resources.
In addition, there are also the Xuanyuan Blood Pill, the Spirit Transformation Pill, the True Spirit Strengthening Pill... most of them are good things that only core disciples are qualified to enjoy.
Xue Bingxuan checked these resources one by one, and after confirming that they were correct, she put them all into the space bracelet on Hao's wrist.
Several exquisitely crafted golden sandalwood boxes are placed on the table. The lids of the boxes have been opened. Inside are placed a black sheathed long sword, two pairs of jade pendants, and two sets of gorgeous dark purple dresses with sparkling auras.
, as well as objects such as talismans, sachets, and jewelry, each of which is a spiritual weapon carefully refined by the elders of the Refining Hall.
"...Eh? Wrong!"
Xue Bingxuan frowned and pushed back the box containing clothes, explaining: "Don't take women's clothes this time, go and change into two sets of men's clothes."
"this……"
The deacon elder looked stunned: "Senior Sister, our Yunmeng Heavenly Palace has never had a male disciple. Naturally, the spare magic weapons and clothing in the warehouse are only suitable for female disciples. Why does the Supreme Master want men's clothing?"
Not to mention the male disciples, there are not even a few male horses and pets kept in the sect. Naturally, men's clothing and utensils are not usually prepared. It is really impossible for her to bring out a few sets of suitable men's clothes now.
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Xue Bingxuan reacted: "This is also true, but can we let the elders of the Refining Hall refine a few sets?"
"It's OK, but it will take a while before it can be completed," the elder deacon said.
"Forget it, let me figure this out."
Xue Bingxuan nodded, put away her things, said goodbye to the elders, turned back to the warehouse area, and flew away in the wind and clouds.
"...Well, Junior Sister Qi Yalan from Shadow Moon Peak usually likes to wear men's clothes when traveling. She must have some spare clothes there, so why not ask her to borrow a few sets for emergencies."
Xue Bingxuan, who was standing on top of the cloud, thought for a moment, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she thought of a suitable solution.
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"...It's a good place. It's much better than the village at the bottom of the mountain. It's a pity that it's not clean. I'm afraid there will be consequences for the cause and effect in the future."
Qin Muling, who was sitting on the recliner, looked at the floating clouds in the sky and thought silently. At this moment, he had already moved into the senior sister's dojo and was resting in a quiet and elegant courtyard.
There were a pile of books and jade slips on the stone table in front of him, which Xue Bingxuan had brought over. The contents included everything from astronomical phenomena and geography, customs and customs to unofficial history and anecdotes. This allowed him to fully understand,
Get familiar with this strange and grand world of time and space.
The four maids in white stood quietly aside, their eyes were lively. They were not living people, but puppets made by the elders using secret methods. Their intelligence was not inferior to that of ordinary people, and their daily life of serving their masters personally was very special.
Easy to use.
The most important thing is to ensure that any secrets of the master are not leaked, so that the bad thing like "we have a traitor among us" will not happen.
At this stage, the fewer people who know about Qin Muling's existence, the better to avoid accidents. This is Xue Bingxuan's plan.
After a moment, a bright ray of light fell from the sky, and a peerless beauty holding a white jade whisk in her hand and wearing a dress as beautiful as snow appeared. Her temples were held high, her eyebrows were lightly condensed, her face was delicate and bright, and her graceful curves were ups and downs.
Just like a goddess in a painting.
"Sister, you are back."
Qin Muling stood up and greeted him. Xue Bingxuan nodded with a smile, touched his head, and pulled him to sit down in front of the stone table again.
"These are the training resources prepared for you,"
Xue Bingxuan took off a bracelet from Hao's wrist and put it on Qin Muling's wrist: "The quota for the whole year is here. Of course, if it's not enough, just ask me."
Qin Muling released his spiritual sense, briefly examined it for a moment, and nodded gently: "There are quite a few, and I can handle the shortcomings myself."
For the monks, the things distributed by the sect have quotas, which are not enough for use. If you want more resources, you have to find a way on your own. Whether it is to contribute to the sect in exchange for resources or to go out to meet the immortals,
Doing business, even cheating, killing people and stealing goods, all depends on your own ability.
Xue Bingxuan looked at him in surprise: "Master has given instructions that you cannot go down the mountain until your cultivation level is enough to protect yourself. Want to travel? Wait until you can defeat senior sister in the future!"
"Of course I have my own methods. As for the specific situation, I can't tell you clearly at the moment. You will know it in the future." Qin Muling did not want to explain too much.
Xue Bingxuan smiled. There were many secrets about this new junior fellow apprentice, and the master didn't mention them too much. However, they would spend a lot of time together in the future, and one day she would figure it out.
The senior sister took out a set of dark black attire from her bracelet, put it on the stone table and said: "There are currently no magic weapons and clothing for male disciples in the warehouse, but sister, I have refined a few pieces of men's clothing before.
I use it when traveling occasionally, so you should wear mine first this time."
Qin Muling agreed, picked up the clothes, turned around and walked into the inner room.
This set of attire was made with great care, and both the inner and outer clothing were prepared, including a purple jade crown for hair, a belt wrapped with gold and jade, and thick-soled ice spider silk cloud boots, as well as its own functions of calming the mind, calming the mind, and removing dust.
There is no shortage of jade pendants and ornaments.
There was a faint aroma lingering, which seemed to be some kind of unknown top-grade incense, but it was slightly different from the scent of the senior sister. However, this detail was selectively ignored by Qin Muling. She did not want to tell the truth, and there was no need to find out the details now.
After a while, a beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth, a dragon and a phoenix, reappeared in front of Xue Bingxuan. His black robe was embroidered with exquisite gold silk cloud patterns. A faint aura enveloped her, and the auspicious clouds rose. Even she was slightly startled for a moment.
, and then looked away without any trace.
"It looks pretty good,"
Xue Bingxuan smiled and said: "This dress really suits you better. You can wear it like this from now on."
"But……"
Qin Muling frowned slightly and raised the boots on her feet: "Sister, yours... feel so tight."
Even though they are similar in height and body shape, women's bones and joints are generally not as thick as men's, so the size that the other person feels comfortable wearing is not so suitable for Qin Muling.
"What about this? It's nothing."
Xue Bingxuan's smile continued: "Tighter is better. If it's too loose, it will make you feel uncomfortable, right?"
Qin Muling nodded. At this time, it's good to have something to wear. How can you be picky and picky?
It's not like Xue Bingxuan didn't suggest that Qin Muling should temporarily wear women's clothes for a few days to cope with it. Anyway, with his appearance and temperament, he turned into a stunning beauty after changing into women's clothes. He was not inferior to those women in the sect who were famous for their beauty. Disciple. Needless to say, he rejected it without hesitation.
There is only a difference between women's clothing zero times and countless times, so it is impossible to dress up as a woman, even in this life.
After thinking for a while, Xue Bingxuan took out another hazy veil and put it on him, explaining: "This is what I wore when I traveled in the past. I will leave it to you in the future. It will be safer this way. You can’t let outsiders see your appearance now.”
There is a faint body fragrance on the veil, which is intoxicating.
"Okay, now senior sister will take you to look around and familiarize yourself with the environment in the sect."
Xue Bingxuan stood up, waved her fly whisk lightly, shook her hands and held out a shimmering smoke and brocade handkerchief, which turned into a cloud and appeared at her feet, pulling Qin Muling to stand up.
"Wouldn't others see this?"
"No, this magic weapon has the ability to hide its traces. Unless your cultivation is higher than that of senior sister and me, no one can see through it." Xue Bingxuan said warmly.
Among the new generation of disciples, Senior Sister's cultivation is undoubtedly the first. Even most of the elders of the previous generation are inferior. In this branch of the dojo, it is really not easy to find someone who is stronger than her. , naturally there is nothing to worry about.
This chapter has been completed!