Xiao Wu looked at the "Leaving the Tibetan Sutra" again, but he didn't have the original ease, and even began to rejoice in his heart, fortunately he came to the Tibetan Sect, and fortunately saw the exercises of the Tibetan Sect.

However, Xiao Wu also knew that even if he didn't ask, the old man should have told him everything before he got married, because the old man had worked so hard and even forced him to practice, there must be some purpose.

If he explodes now, then it is estimated that the old man's purpose will not be achieved.

"To cultivate the Tibetan Sutra, do you need to look at the white horse?" Xiao Wu frowned, and had the intention to look through some other books, Xiao Wu looked up at the collection of books on the second floor, but he had no intention of reading them.

Getting up and walking out of the Scripture Pavilion, Xiao Wu suddenly remembered that his points had not been used up yet.

Xiao Wu asked the white-robed old man, "I haven't seen it for less than an hour, can the sect's contribution be deducted less?"

The old man was looking at a book in his hand, without raising his head, and directly threw Xiao Wu's token over, "The sect contributes a little bit and does not give change." ”

“......”

Medium-grade spirit stones, that's a hundred low-grade spirit stones, what do you mean by not looking for change?

Xiao Wu saw that he was old, held back his depression, and said slowly, "Then I'll come back later." ”

After speaking, he was about to leave, but he heard the white-robed old man say, "If you come in again after leaving this door, it will be the next time." ”

Xiao Wu was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped into the door. No, it's a bit expensive!

Xiao Wu remembered that he hadn't memorized the content of the Tibetan Scripture, and in case he came secondarily, he would have to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion once, which was not cost-effective.

"Then I'll go and copy the book. ”

Xiao Wu was just about to go back to the second floor, and the white-robed old man stretched out his hand, "Waist card~!"

"Do you want to count as a contribution?" Xiao Wu was a little angry.

"Before you go up, hand over the waist card, and if you don't have an entrainment when you come down, you can return it. ”

As he spoke, the white-robed old man looked at Xiao Wu with disdain, and a line of words was written on his face, "You rookie...... New ...... Fish...... etc.".

Xiao Wu's face changed, he nodded and endured, threw back the waist card, and then strode towards the second floor.

The white-robed old man grinned his teeth, "This kid has a bit of a big temperament." ”

Xiao Wu picked up the "Leaving the Tibetan Sutra" again, and the exercises were not careless, and they had to be recorded word by word and accurately. It turned out to be a sigh, he didn't bring pen and paper.

Xiao Wu was helpless, and went downstairs again to find the white-robed old man, clasped his fists and saluted, "Old man, is there any paper and pen available here?"

The white-robed old man glanced at Xiao Wu with his eyes, and snorted, "You can rent or borrow, but you can't use it in vain." ”

What kind of attitude do you have? But under the low eaves, Xiao Wu nodded again and endured, "How much does it cost to rent?"

The old man smiled slightly, as if he had become amiable in an instant, "A little sect contribution." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Wu was confused, "So expensive?

The old man smiled kindly again, "A little sect contribution." ”

"......" Xiao Wu understood this time, this was a black shop, and said hatefully, "Why don't you go and rob it?"

But I didn't want the old man to smile more kindly, "I'm robbing." ”

"You!" Xiao Wu gritted his teeth, "I'm just going back to get it, and I won't buy it from you!"

"If you can get out of this gate and enter again, it will be another little contribution from the sect. The old man looked at Xiao Wu and grinned. Boy, are you fighting with me?

Xiao Wu was completely confused, what do you mean? Go out to get it, a little contribution, don't go out and buy it here, it's also a little contribution. It's more cost-effective to buy it here...... Is this how this account is calculated?

But the pen and paper will cost a hundred spirit stones, which is too dark!

Xiao Wu looked outside the door of the Scripture Pavilion, wanting to see if there were any other monks passing by, so he could borrow some paper and pen. But when he looked outside, Xiao Wu also laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" asked the white-robed old man.

"Master won't buy it. ”

There is a spiritual plant on the side of the mountain road outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which resembles a poplar tree, but the leaves are larger and the edges are jagged.

Xiao Wu's true qi flew out, and the true qi flew towards the leaves on the tree, and with a slight twist, a leaf flew back towards Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu operated several times, and he already had ten leaves in his hands.

"......" The white-robed old man was stunned.

Xiao Wu raised the leaves in his hand and grinned, revealing sixteen teeth.

"Then you won't buy a pen?" asked the old man dryly.

Xiao Wu groaned and said, "It's okay, I'll write the blood book." ”

"......" The white-robed old man was stunned, and watched Xiao Wu whistle step by step to the second floor.

Xiao Wu didn't go crazy enough to really write the blood book, but took out the needle-shaped magic weapon from the storage bag and drew words on the leaves against the "Lizang Sutra". Although it is inconvenient, it saves a medium-grade spirit stone in the end.

After about half an hour's effort, Xiao Wu walked downstairs, and on the leaves were the first two layers of the exercises he had carved.

Xiao Wu walked to the white-robed old man's side, stretched out his hand and said, "Waist card!"

The white-robed old man threw out the token, Xiao Wu held it in his arms, as if he had unintentionally brought out the leaves with exercises written on them in his arms, and then the victor left with a smile.

As soon as I walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, I saw a tree lying horizontally on the mountain road outside the door of the Scripture Pavilion......

Nima Xiao Wu was stunned on the spot, and turned his head slowly and mechanically......

I heard the leisurely voice of the white-robed old man, "Alas, the tree makes the old man unhappy, so I cut down the tree." Whoever makes the old man unhappy, I will cut him. ”

“......”

Xiao Wu didn't dare to delay, and quickly ran towards the mountain. Well, yes, he ran up.

White Horse Garden, further up the mountain. He had heard Zhou Nan introduce that it was a place where the Tibetan Sect raised spirit beasts, and the one that raised the most was the white horse spirit beast.

When Xiao Wu arrived at the White Horse Garden, the gatekeeper here was a disciple of the Qi Refining Period, meditating on a large stone.

Xiao Wu had already understood this time and handed over the waist card. After the disciple checked, he didn't get up, but said, "Guanma, please take care of your uncle." ”

Xiao Wu asked, "Is there a charge?"

The disciple looked at Xiao Wu strangely and said with a smile, "The Tibetan Sect has always been free of charge, only in exchange for exercises, pills, and treasures. ”

"Huh?" Xiao Wu didn't understand a little, he suddenly remembered something, "Then, what about the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?"

The disciple showed a clear look and said with a smile, "There is no charge for the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, only when the fourth- and fifth-story Exercise Pavilion is exchanged for exercises. ”

"Hehe, hehehe. Xiao Wu smiled awkwardly.

The disciple smiled and said, "Uncle Shi was deceived by the white-robed Taoist? ”。

"No, no. Xiao Wu said, and walked towards the White Horse Garden. Knock out the teeth and swallow the blood! The loser will definitely not lose the battle! Xiao Wu straightened his neck and walked into the White Horse Garden.

The disciple shook his head, said nothing, and continued to meditate.