In the inn, Mu Zisu hugged the silkworm clothes and muttered, "One hundred taels of gold...... One hundred taels ......"

Xiao Xian whispered, "Girl, Master can't give you much, don't dislike Master." Mu Zisu glanced at him, and his expression was very sincere.

Mu Zisu was about to vomit blood......

That's not much?! How much money is money in his eyes?

It seems that the master, who can live a very simple life in heavenly silk, is a master who never treats money as money. To be precise, he is not deliberately thrifty, but cherishes blessings and has no desires. And he likes silkworm clothes, just because this fabric is practical, very tough, and wear-resistant.

She said that why he didn't charge money for medical treatment, it turned out that it was because he didn't need it!

Xiao Xian patted her hand and said, "Don't worry, Master's are all gluttonous, if you want, Master can give it to you." ”

"All...... All for me? Do you still have it? ”

Xiao Xian thought for a long time, "It seems to be." ”

Mu Zisu categorically refused: "No, I am a self-reliant person and will never rely on anyone!" ”

This incident didn't seem to have much impact on Mu Zisu at the time, but maybe she didn't realize it herself, but because Xiao Xian was behind her like a backer, she had a kind of courage to crush Ling Xiao. The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, perhaps because there is something more terrifying behind the calf than a tiger......

And later, when many cultivators looked at her attitude towards money and treasures, they knew that although this child behaved and dressed inconspicuously, the family she grew up in was by no means idle, she had a long-term vision, and was by no means limited to the fatal temptation in front of her.

Compared with the children of those so-called big families, she has more steady charm and confidence to speak than them, even then, she still has nothing.

But many people also know that she must have a seat at the Jiubai banquet where he gathers heroes.

After returning to Xinghua Village, Mu Zisu regained his dream again and practiced his basic skills every day. Xiao Xian sat on the recliner in the courtyard, holding the little flower cat in his arms, looking at her, very relieved.

After tens of thousands of failures, when she was begged but tortured all over her body, she still did not waver, and her strong ambition and desire have always supported her young body.

The words of the head of Danfeng Academy lingered in her ears, "You accept your fate." ”

Mu Zisu lay on the ground panting, his clothes were soaked with sweat, his physical strength was overdrawn, and he vomited blood on the ground. She looked at the setting sun on the horizon and replied consistently, "I won't accept my fate, never." ”

Xiao Xian looked at her with satisfaction.

He believes that interest, desire, and shame are the best teachers for a person. Just like at the beginning, he knew that one day she would definitely be expelled, and he never stopped her from going to the academy. Xiuzhen is her own choice, and at the same time, she has to suffer for the path she has chosen. Being bullied and ridiculed by others, isn't this very common in the cultivation realm? If you can't afford this, it's better to give up sooner.

And he also felt that the time was about to be ripe.

Then, in a sweaty dusk, Mu Zisu finally realized something and threw his sword.

There are no exercises and no cheats, what kind of bird can be practiced by such a capability?

Phew, what desire, what effort, it's all a lie. How did she fall for his evil in the first place and believe his nonsense.

Mu Zisu's figure looked more desperate, insignificant, and helpless in the setting sun.