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"Let's come down!" Chen Yang didn't want to look for a needle in a haystack, so it was better to ask the old man directly, maybe it would have an effect. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

Thinking of this, Chen Yang walked downstairs quickly, gave a deep salute, and said respectfully to the old man: "Uncle Shi, I don't know if I can give me some advice, where can I find the jade slips of the anecdotal travelogue type?"

The old man chuckled, but there was a sly look on his face, "Yes! The old man likes to carry the younger generations of 'respecting the elderly' the most." Focusing on the word "respect for the elderly", he kept silent. He looked at the roof with a look of "boy, you should understand".

I don't know if I want to benefit from this! There are still such elders! Chen Yang was speechless for a while, secretly slandering. However, how could a person not bow his head under the eaves, he obediently took out five spirit stones and prepared to hand them over.

"Hmph, what do you think the old man is!" Seeing Chen Yang's movements, the old man was furious!

Chen Yang was stunned, could he have misunderstood? Uncle Shi didn't mean that? He thought to himself.

Chen Yang was about to explain, but the old man calmed down in a blink of an eye: "Thinking that you have just started, and you are not familiar with the old man's temperament, you don't care." ”

"Seeing you, though, reminds me of when I was younger. In this way, for the sake of me and you, there are some treasures that I collected when I was young, so I will sell them to you cheaply!" Then the old man said this, and he also looked "cheap you boy".

Suddenly, a mess of things was piled up on the table, and it was as tattered as a garbage heap!

Chen Yang's nose was almost crooked, and he thought to himself, I put up with it if you want to set up an archway as a bitch, but you can also come up with something decent!

Chen Yang almost pinched his nose and picked out a piece of iron from the pile of debris, on which were painted some messy patterns that he didn't know what to say. The old man also chattered: "Boy, it's really good luck, this is a strange thing I got when I was young when I traveled in the open sea, made of thousand-year-old black iron. Anyway, I won't need it, so I'll just deal with you with ten spirit stones......"

Chen Yang quickly took out ten spirit stones and handed them to the old man, who took the spirit stones and put them away with a dazzled smile, coughed, and said, "By the way, Xiaoyou is looking for books on anecdotes and travelogues." You can take a look at the eighth jade slip of the Jialiu bookshelf, the penultimate jade slip of the C3 bookshelf, and the ...... of the Wuyi bookcase."

The old man said seven or eight places in a row where the jade slip books were placed, and he seemed to be very satisfied with Chen Yang's actions, and even the title of Chen Yang changed from "boy" to "little friend".

Chen Yang secretly wrote it down and threw out a spirit stone, "I'll watch for another hour!" Before the words fell, the person had already reached the second floor.

According to the old man's instructions, Chen Yang found six jade slips and a book very smoothly. After looking at the contents, "Records of Experiences in the East China Sea", written by a predecessor in the foundation building period, and "The Book of Hundred Herbs" describes the common spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses in the southern seas...... are all in line with Chen Yang's requirements.

However, all the copies were a bit too amazing, Chen Yang selected three jade slips from them and walked downstairs, and spent thirty spirit stones to copy one more.

After that, Chen Yang lived a simple life again, just making zuò talismans during the day, exchanging cultivation experiences with monks living nearby from time to time, and going to Wendao Hall to learn some new spells from the disciples. Every few days, I went to the Fang Market under the mountainside to sell the talismans, and bought a large number of pills in the Fang Market that could be used by the cultivators in the late stage of Qi cultivation to improve their mana and the low-level materials needed to practice alchemy. In the evening, he read jade slips, took pills and meditated to practice qi.

Occasionally, he will go to the Jade Spirit Pavilion to have a look, anyway, he has already figured out the old man's temper, as long as there is a benefit, he will not care how your spirit stone came from.

After going back and forth like this, Chen Yang actually became familiar with the old man surnamed Qian, but the benefits that should be given are still unavoidable.

On this day, when Chen Yang selected the jade slip and handed it to Qian Lao according to the custom, he probably received too many benefits, and he was a little embarrassed. Qian Lao took out a black token and gave it to Chen Yang, and said angrily: "Boy, tomorrow is the day of the ten days of lectures in the Wendao Hall in the outer courtyard, this token will be lent to you to listen." After speaking, he still looked like he was in pain, muttering something, "When people are old, their hearts are soft." Something like that.

Chen Yang couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, and said in his heart, if you are old, you have to be soft-hearted, then I can open a good hall!

However, Chen Yang still quickly put away the black token, for fear that Qian Lao would regret it and be cheeky and want to go back. Anyway, Chen Yang believes that money always does this kind of thing.

Flying slowly at a low altitude with his feet on the green leaf magic weapon, Chen Yang thought that he was afraid that Qian Lao would regret it, and he hurriedly ran away without asking clearly, so he still didn't know much about what the scripture day was.

After thinking about it, I haven't visited Du Lijiang for a long time. Immediately, the Aoba magic weapon changed direction and flew towards Du Lijiang's residence.

It just so happened that Du Lijiang was in the house, and after the two sides sat down, Chen Yang asked about the lecture day in Wendaotang.

Du Lijiang's face moved, showing a look of surprise, and he still explained: "Wendao Hall is the place where our Xuanling Outer Courtyard is taught, and the senior brothers who usually have the peak of the Qi cultivation period are here to teach some experience and answer some questions. The lecture day means that every ten days, the seniors of the foundation building period will come to Wendao Hall for the disciples of the outer court**, and ten disciples will be randomly selected to answer their questions. However, although any disciple of the Wendao Hall can go to the hall on weekdays, it will cost the sect to contribute on the day of the lecture. ”

Immediately, he suddenly realized and said, "Ah! Tomorrow is the day of the lecture, but the junior brother wants to go? The senior brother can borrow some of your sect contributions!" He thought that he understood Chen Yang's intentions, but he was embarrassed to offer to borrow contributions.

Chen Yang shook his head with a smile, took out Qian Lao's black token, and put it on the table.

"Ahh Where did you get it?" Du Lijiang recognized it at a glance, with a look of surprise on his face. "Yes, with this token, the junior brother can directly participate in the lecture day. ”

Chen Yang told him that this was money borrowed from the old man, and he couldn't help but be even more surprised, and blurted out: "If you want money to die, you can actually study and borrow your token?"

"Death for money?"

Du Lijiang smiled awkwardly, hesitated and told the truth: "Uncle Qian's temperament...... Hehe, you probably also understand that many disciples in our outer courtyard have received his old 'favor', so ......"

Chen Yang nodded clearly, thinking of Qian Lao's appearance, he found that "dying for money" was really quite vivid.

"However, Uncle Qian does things when he receives money, and he is much better than some of his predecessors. There are ......" Du Lijiang remedied, then lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Also, Uncle Qian is very well-informed, and his tone is also very tight, if there is anything you want to know, you can ......."

"Oh, thank you, brother. Chen Yang sincerely thanked him and secretly kept this matter in his heart.

"How did the junior brother get in touch with Uncle Qian? It doesn't have anything to do with him!" Du Lijiang asked again with a curious expression.

"Didn't Senior Brother guide me to the Jade Spirit Pavilion?" Chen Yang asked rhetorically, and then said with a smile: "But Senior Brother didn't mention Uncle Qian to me!"

"Hehe, I just want to give my junior brother a 'surprise'. Du Lijiang calmly admitted that he actually wanted to see Chen Yang's jokes, "This is also the tradition of the Xuanling Outer Court, and we came here like this back then." ”

Chen Yang chuckled silently, and he didn't mind in his heart, anyway, the effect was good now.

"However, I am very surprised that the junior brother was able to get the token of Uncle Qian. Can you help me with my doubts?"

"It's just that I've been going to the Jade Spirit Pavilion to check the collection of books a little more recently, and I've received a lot of 'favors' from my uncle, and probably Uncle Qian also thinks I'm very kind to him, so he lent me the token. Chen Yang also nodded in code language.

"Oh, I said how Uncle Qian changed his temperament, no wonder!" Du Lijiang said suddenly, seemingly casually: "Senior brother is very rich!"

Chen Yang's heart tightened, he hadn't figured out Du Lijiang's character yet, so he didn't dare to show his wealth, and remedied: "This is thanks to the senior brother for mentioning it, the junior brother has recently made a lot of talismans and earned a lot of spirit stones, Xuanling Island is richer than our Flying Star Island!" He pretended to be happy to make money.

I don't know if Du Lijiang believes it, anyway, he didn't ask again, but mentioned that he would go to Wendaotang together tomorrow: "The lecture day starts at the beginning of the year, and I will go to my junior brother an hour in advance." "According to what he meant, I can communicate with my senior brothers if I go early, and secondly, the scale of the Wendao Hall is limited, so as to prevent there are no seats.

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