No one can understand Taoshuishui's thoughts. He hid in the corner and gritted his teeth silently. He took Fu Xixi and Lin Luosheng and did not find any abnormalities.

Taoshui, a single Taotie, left this place sadly.

Fu Xixi couldn't help but raise her eyes and glanced at Tao Shuishui's back, and suddenly said, "Hey, Tao Shuishui seems to have become fat again, and his steps are a little sloppy."

Lin Luosheng glanced lightly and said, "Maybe he had eaten too much Huichun Dan."

Raising Taotie is a very consuming thing. Taotie is unsatisfied with desire and eating ordinary food is hard to fill. So Lin Luosheng recently started to refine alchemy and fed the other party.

Fu Xixi nodded, and then stopped worrying about Tao Shuishui's weight, and instead began to prepare for the matter of accepting disciples.

The second day.

There are many monks standing outside the gate of Qingyu Peak Palace. These are disciples of Yunhua Sect who have passed the first test and signed up.

Some of these people have only been in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and are still children who have just started their studies, while others are already Nascent Soul cultivators. The one with the highest cultivation level is already in the late Nascent Soul stage.

It turns out that they were originally disciples of Chen Yuefeng of Yunhua Sect, and they also had masters. However, Elder Chen Yuefeng was unable to survive the God-Transforming Thunder Tribulation a hundred years ago, so he passed away. These disciples have been staying in Chen Yuefeng as casual cultivators since then, and did not look for other masters. Now they are just stuffed into Lin Luosheng's disciple list by the family, hoping to turn things around.

At the front of the crowd was a long table with various jade slips placed on it. Fu Xixi sat behind the table and shouted to the noisy monk in front of him: "Line in line! Line up and hand over the spirit stones, each person has five medium-grade spirit stones, and they cannot be paid on their behalf! The bald man over there is no allowed to go to the line!"

The reason why Fu Xixi is so active in this matter is for today! This opportunity to earn spiritual stones openly is in vain.

Fu Xixi charged the registration fee. Taoshui was carrying a storage bag of spirit stones on his back and forth, walking around the crowd with a large pot of sour plum soup with a floating spell, shouting from time to time: "Sour plum soup, two medium-grade spirit stones, one cup! The second cup is half price!"

The weather was hot at this time, and Fu Xixi was still so mean that she set up a shade formation in her small place. The other monks were already impatient, and due to the weather, Taoshuishui's business was unexpectedly good.

Taoshui carefully packed the spirit stones and used the floating spell to serve the monks a small cup of sour plum soup. Fu Xixi said that each cup was less, and these monks would buy them again after drinking it.

One-third of the spirit stones earned by selling sour plum soup today belong to itself, and it can buy a storybook.

Taoshuishui works hard for his own words, and Fu Xixi is also working hard for the spirit stone.

The monks in the front placed the spirit stones that had been prepared long ago on the table, Fu Xixi put away the spirit stones, and then handed the jade slip on the other party.

After asking the other party's name, she registered in her jade slip, and repeatedly reminded her: "There is a registration form in the jade slip. If you record your information, remember to write down the attributes and specialties of the spiritual roots, such as alchemy and weapon refining..."

While she spoke, she put the several spirit stones into her storage bag.

The monk who paid the money thought that the money was handed over to Lin Luosheng, but now he saw Fu Xixi secretly hiding the spirit stone, and was stunned. He hesitated and asked, "Will this spirit stone be handed over to Elder Lin?"

Fu Xixi was too lazy to explain to him, so he slowly said, "I will hand it over to him. If you take the jade slip, it's best to add a mirror to it. After that, you will come back and queue up to hand it over to me. The time is over before noon tomorrow. Go quickly and go quickly, next one!"

After hearing this, the monk was no longer confused. Instead, he took the jade slip nervously and left in a hurry. His specialty is refining weapons, and refining a top-grade magic weapon often takes one day. If he wants to record a mirror image of himself refining the top-grade magic weapon, he naturally has to speed up the time.

The next one was a female cultivator. After the other party put the spirit stone on the table, Fu Xixi handed the jade slip to the other party as usual and repeated the advice.

She felt that these spiritual stones were really hard to make. The jade slips in her hands were purchased and engraved by her personally yesterday, and she spent most of her time waiting for her. She still had to wait here. She received monks for a whole morning and drank several pots of flower tea.

In fact, there was a puppet man next to her. Before, the puppet man recorded it repeatedly, but these monks generally thought it was very important to register to become Lin Luosheng's disciple. In a certain way, this was completely related to the monks and their family, so they were very cautious about it.

The result of caution is that they don’t care about the puppet’s words at all and always ask Fu Xixi repeatedly. Fu Xixi was unable to do anything, so they simply removed the puppet and repeated it over and over again by themselves.

After Fu Xixi finished speaking, the other party did not say his name. Fu Xixi waited for a while and had to raise his head himself, only to find that this person was actually an old acquaintance, Chen Weixin, who almost fought with him in the temple at the beginning.

The other party stared at him with a righteous look. There were many monks behind Chen Weixin. Everyone was a little impatient when they were waiting, but due to Chen Weixin's identity, they were all angry and didn't say anything.

Seeing that the other party had not yet taken the jade slip, Fu Xixi knocked on the table and said, "You can leave now."

I don’t know where this sentence provoked Chen Weixin, so she immediately said, “Is it you?”

Fu Xixi and other monks were confused.

Chen Weixin said angrily: "My brother was removed from the list. You did it? The monks around that day all removed the list. They did nothing. Except for having a grudge against you, you must have secretly filed a lawsuit with Elder Lin!"

Chen Mingde, who was waiting beside him, looked dark. He was accompanying his sister to register this time. Before going out, he was reminded by his grandfather, but he didn't expect that his sister could not help it.

He hurried forward and grabbed Chen Weixin and shouted sternly: "Chen Weixin!"

Chen Weixin said without fear: "Are I wrong about what I said? She was just a person who ascended to the upper realm because of Elder Lin."

The surroundings were strangely quiet for a moment, and then there were noisy and faint echoes one after another.

Some people say that Fu Xixi pretends to be public and private, excluding others, and collecting spirit stones is also a way to enrich himself.

Some people say that Fu Xixi has no strength, because Lin Luosheng can ascend to the upper realm, and she says that she is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul and is not worthy of being their senior sister at all. Among this group of people, there are many geniuses. Because their parents are both high-level monks, they have already built foundations or formed pills when they are born.

By comparison, Fu Xixi's cultivation level does not look quite high.

It doesn’t matter if Fu Xixi is, what they are talking about is the truth anyway.

She felt that it was getting more and more difficult for her to earn spirit stones these days. Next time she would go to the market to set up a stall to sell magic weapons. She didn't know if magic weapons were easy to sell in the fairy world.

While complaining in her heart, she said coldly: "If you sign up, hand in the spirit stone, get out if you don't sign up." She didn't even feel like talking nonsense to these people.

The noisy sound gradually subsided.

Chen Weixin stood up, she looked at Fu Xixi and said, "I don't want to worship Elder Lin as a master. I came here today just to make a fuss for my brother. He scolded you and beat him up. Why do you still need to remove him from the list after offsetting each other? I never hated demon cultivators before, but you are really a villain."

Fu Xixi admitted lightly: "Yes, I'm just a villain."

She said word by word: "What do you think of the demon cultivator do not matter to me. Is it difficult to understand whoever makes me unhappy?"

Chen Weixin was stunned, blinked helplessly, then raised her head proudly again, and asked deliberately: "Do you want to compete with me? If you lose, apologize to my brother and the others and ask him to sign up."

In the world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, she is so childish that she is almost funny. Perhaps only carefree people who live in a greenhouse can say such words.

Fu Xixi looked at her deeply and slowly leaned towards the back of the chair. She casually agreed, "Okay, who else is dissatisfied? Come together today."

Unexpectedly, she agreed so easily. Chen Weixin walked to the open space beside her and said honestly: "Fair duel, you don't use a sword, then I don't use a sword."

In addition to her, several other late-stage monks in the Nascent Soul stage stood up and lined up behind her to challenge Fu Xixi.

Fu Xixi laughed as if nothing had happened and said, "No, it doesn't matter if you go together."

As soon as she finished speaking, the earth made a trembling sound. The plants and trees within a radius of ten miles grew rapidly like crazy. Towering trees rose up to protect Fu Xixi in the center. The thorny vines and branches were like sharp □, and the spear blades and sharp teeth were aimed directly at everyone except Fu Xixi.

The monks present had no time to fight back and were buried on the ground by plants and trees, leaving only one head.

This is the first time that everyone has witnessed Fu Xixi's power with their own eyes. Among them are several Nascent Soul monks and more than a dozen Jindan monks, but they are not as good as Fu Xixi.

Everyone looked pale, and some ideas in their hearts were shattering and collapsed. They clearly realized that Fu Xixi could easily kill all of them.

In contrast, not long ago, she beat Chen Mingde's two punches that were rude, as if they were just playing tricks. Chen Mingde was surprised. He thought that his strength was not much different from Fu Xixi, but he did not expect that the other party did not play with him seriously at the beginning.

Fu Xixi sat on one knee on a towering ancient tree, overlooking the monk whose body was buried on the ground.

Her hands were placed on the quaint trunks, and a pair of silver bells appeared on her fair wrists. The bells swayed in the wind, and Fu Xixi pulled out a wooden sword from the tree out of thin air.

She picked up the sword, jumped down from a branch dozens of meters high, and rushed to Chen Weixin in the air.

Fu Xixi pointed the sword at Chen Weixin and said with a smile: "I will use the sword as a fair showdown."

Chen Weixin's face was pale, and Chen Mingde, who was standing beside her, was so nervous that sweat dripped on her forehead. They thought they would die.

But Fu Xixi suddenly looked at the other monks who were sweating profusely and whispered: "I am not ascending to the upper realm myself, but I am better than you. You think your words today are insulting me, but to me are just insulting yourself."

She was chased by thousands of monks in the spiritual world for several months and broke a bloody path in the pool of blood. Her strength and mind were not comparable to those monks in front of her.

The vines and plants fade away like a tide, but the tall ancient trees still stand in place, witnessing everything silently.

Fu Xixi patted the trunks and muttered: "I will transplant you to the back mountain in a while. The pit dug some time ago is just right for use." The lush leaves swayed, expressing joy and approval.

A bunch of shameful monks lay in a row on the ground that was restored to clean. After restoring their freedom, they were at a loss at first, and then they lowered their heads and dared not look directly at Fu Xixi.

After this battle, they no longer had any contempt for Fu Xixi. The strong people in the cultivation world are respected, and in the face of absolute strength, everyone acknowledged Fu Xixi's status.

Fu Xixi walked back to her chair and sat down. She knocked on the table and shouted lazily: "Who did you arrive in line just now? Come and pay the money!!"

All the monks stood there with red faces, at a loss.

The next day, Fu Xixi found that her popularity seemed to have improved.

There were many gifts piled up at the door of Qingyu Peak’s palace for no reason, all of which were given to her by name, and many jade slips for apologizing were attached to it.

She and Taoshui went to the canteen for dinner, but when checking out, she found that she didn't have to pay because a monk helped her pay tens of thousands of spirit stones in advance.
Chapter completed!