Lei Ziqi led Yang Yi out of the Magic Treasure Hall and said, "This Liao Yihai is the son of Liao Xiuwen, the master of the Yunwu Sect."
"Usually, because his father is the leader of the sect, he always likes to show off how powerful he is. I hate him very much, but he always likes to get on my side, which is annoying to death."
Liao Xiuwen, the master of Yunwu Sect, is a Confucian cultivator in Demon Slayer Pavilion, but his son does not seem to have any refined temperament at all.
Just when Yang Yi was still thinking, he suddenly saw a fire like a shooting star, flying directly in the direction of the Omono Gate.
His eyes lit up and he said quickly, "Junior sister Lei, my master is back and I want to go back to greet her."
"Oh, okay!"
Lei Ziqi nodded after hearing this, and then stood there blankly watching Yang Yi's leaving figure, her eyes full of reluctance.
When Yang Yi rushed back to the mountain gate as quickly as possible, he saw Xiang Furong in a red robe sitting in the attic of the gate owner, wielding a golden sword.
He would breathe heavily from time to time and seemed very angry.
Even the Suzaku Snow Bracelet in his hand was flashing with red light.
The moment he saw Xiang Furong, Yang Yi quickly stepped forward and bowed, "When the disciple saw Master Shi returning, he immediately came to greet him."
"Well! Nothing happened these days when I was away, right?"
Asked Furong.
"It's nothing major. The disciple went out to perform another mission. It was completed relatively smoothly."
Yang Yi replied, "I wonder if Master's trip goes smoothly this time?"
"Don't mention this matter." Xiang Furong's expression suddenly changed as soon as this matter was mentioned, "I was looking for any monsters making trouble on the sandy beach that I could kill, but those old bastards from Penglai jumped out and said that I
If you destroy the ecological environment here, you must drive me away."
"If I hadn't considered the influence of the Demon Slayer Pavilion, I would have had to fight with them."
Upon hearing this, Yang Yi suddenly fell silent.
Master's behavior was exactly what I thought.
Although she said it so lightly, it is not difficult to imagine that the actions she performed were not ordinary.
When there are monsters around, Xiang Furong can help them clear away the danger.
But when there are no monsters, Xiang Furong itself is a dangerous existence.
I guess she did it all over there.
There was no peace in the East China Sea, and the people from Penglai noticed her, so they came out to stop him.
Penglai Pavilion is also one of the Seven Absolute Sects and belongs to the East China Sea area. Of course, Xiang Furong is not allowed to behave like this in front of its own door.
It makes sense for people to take action to stop her, both emotionally and rationally.
Although Yang Yi thought so in his heart, he did not dare to say, "Master, those people in Penglai are really rude."
"That's right, it's just rude. What the hell are they all doing?"
After hearing this, Xiang Furong nodded angrily in agreement.
After she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong, but she didn't know what was wrong. Then she glanced at Yang Yi and asked
"Hey! You are not usually so well-behaved, but when I came back today, you rushed to greet me as soon as possible. Do you have something to ask of me?"
"When the master returns, the disciples go out to greet him. Isn't this a matter of responsibility?"
Yang Yi smiled and said, "It's just that I happen to have some small matters that I want to discuss with Master."
"But, I know you have something to do, so tell me."
Xiang Furong said angrily.
"It's like this. The disciples went on a mission this time, and they happened to be with people from the Sword Sect. Among them was a disciple who was in the early stage of the virtual phase, and his cultivation level far exceeded that of me."
"Furthermore, the flying swords and magical powers he uses are extremely powerful. This person is not yet the main force of the Sword Control Sect. So the disciples are thinking about what they should do to compete with them at the Demon Slaying Pavilion Summit."
Yang Yi said.
"Don't you still have a lot of time to make yourself stronger? You must believe in yourself."
Xiang Furong heard Yang Yi say indifferently.
"Because of this, the disciple is thinking about how to increase his own cultivation. In addition to studying hard and practicing hard, the disciple has relatively few magical powers and spells, so he wants the master to teach him some powerful magical powers."
Yang Yi said tactfully.
"Supernatural power?"
Xiang Furong was slightly startled after hearing this.
"How can I teach you any magical powers?"
What she said was absolutely true.
The Demon Slayer Pavilion did not allow her to accept a disciple in the first place, not only because of her naughty personality, but also for a more important reason, she was a physical practitioner.
Physical cultivation is different from other kinds of self-cultivation. Tao cultivation is to cultivate the physical body with Tao methods, while physical cultivation is to cultivate one's own body.
Xiang Furong practices the Vermillion Bird Body Refining Technique, and it goes without saying that it is powerful when asked with the body.
If you want to practice physical education, you need a lot of chances and coincidences. Therefore, it is normal that she has nothing to pass on to her disciples.
However, any disciple who wants to obtain Shen Shen Tong must not only have his master teach him, but also have a Kung Fu Hall.
If you want to learn from a child prodigy who doesn't even know how to master it, you can only go to the Kung Fu Hall to buy it.
Yang Yi smiled and said, "So I want to go to the Kung Fu Hall to buy some magical powers to learn."
After hearing this, Xiang Furong narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Then you should go buy it."
"Disciple, isn't it a bit tight?"
Yang Yi said softly.
"Yo ho!"
After hearing this, Xiang Furong finally knew where the problem was.
"You kid has been talking nonsense to me for a long time. It turns out you just want to ask me for money, right?"
"This is all for Master's face."
Yang Yi said with sincerity.
"Um……"
After listening to Yang Yi's words, Xiang Furong held her chin with her hand, frowned, thought for a while, and said, "For those magic weapons and supernatural powers you want, I can help you think of a way."
, as for asking for money, then I really have no choice."
"Master's monthly supply at the Demon Suppressing Pavilion is right! And I heard that the sect owner has additional subsidies."
When Yang Yi heard Xiang Furong say that he had no money, he asked cautiously.
In fact, he was also very puzzled. There was only one master and himself as a disciple in the Gomono Sect. How could he be so poor all the time?
When he first arrived at Omonomon, he thought it was nothing.
As time goes by, it becomes a bit strange to see that other students are very wealthy.
As a disciple of the Gokumon Sect, he is also the only disciple
, why are there not many resources allocated?
Even if his master gives him a little pocket money every month, he can save enough to buy himself a good magic weapon.
"Why……"
Hearing Yang Yi's words, Xiang Furong couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "What can I do with that little salary? Not only am I penniless as a teacher, but I also owe a lot of debt."
"Ah? How could this happen?"
Yang Yi was even more confused at this time.
Xiang Furong patted the wine gourd on his waist and said, "Do you think that no amount of wine can make your master drunk? This immortal brew costs 500 spiritual jade per gourd."
"ah!"
After hearing this, Yang Yi couldn't help but screamed.
After entering the Gomon Gate, he saw his master drinking every day. It turned out that her wine gourd was worth a magic weapon.
Master, this is not alcoholism. This is simply drinking spiritual jade.
"What I told you is the truth. In short, now your master and I owe nothing but a huge debt."
"In all my years in the world, apart from this Suzaku bracelet, I have never had a magic weapon. It just depends on my strong physique."
When he said this to Furong, regardless of whether Yang Yi believed it or not, he just looked like he wanted money instead of his life.
"If you are in a hurry to get spiritual jade, Master, I don't have anything to sell. If you really want to sell it, it will be this body of flesh."
Yang Yi raised his lips slightly after hearing this, "Is it convenient for you?"
"Get out of here, mom!"
…
Yang Yi returned to the cabin where he lived with a sad look on his face. Now his plan to ask the master for the spiritual jade had failed.
And I also learned that Xiang Furong has no intention of giving up drinking for nearly a hundred years.
It seems that in the future, if you want magic weapons, elixirs, talismans, etc., you will have to rely on your own efforts.
Or just stop buying it and wait for the woman to reward you.
Approaching where he lived, he had just descended a slope when he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.
With thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed in a brocade robe, isn't this the chatty disciple Bei Yin of Yujian Sect?