Bangtan is located in the south of Dongfu, and it is also the most prosperous and most crowded place in Dongfu. Because he had already joined the sect, and his usual time for taking care of Lingtian and cultivating took up almost all of his time, Zuo Mo had never been to the Bangtan, which was why he didn't expect this place to exist at first.

When he came to the list, he couldn't help but gasp!

At a glance, the list made by countless cloth flags points to the sky, like a forest, stretching endlessly, and there is no end in sight. Under each list, the crowd was crowded, and the flow of people moved slowly, this scene, Zuo Mo was deeply shocked.

followed the flow of people and entered the list.

"There is a pair of fiery and golden-eyed beast cubs in this door, and now we need a nurse, who needs to build a foundation in the middle stage or above, and has more than five years of experience in raising them, and the treatment is good. ”

"This sect cultivates the spiritual field, and a large number of cultivators are needed, and the fifth layer of qi refining can be done, including food and housing, and ten first-grade spars every day. ”

......

After only a while, Zuo Mo was dizzy.

At this moment, someone came up: "Brother, what, it's hard to find." I have a list of all the lists, it's detailed, it's updated as soon as possible, what's the matter, do you want a copy?"

"How much?" Zuo Mo asked vigilantly.

"It's not expensive, twenty first-grade crystals. The man said: "Brother, you look like a person who does great things, what a precious time, it's not worth wasting it like this." Twenty first-grade spars are really worth it!"

"Eight!"

"Brother, look at these lists, I am alone, where can I collect them? I have to feed a large group of people......"

"Add two more, I'm very sincere. ”

"Brother, it's really not easy for us......"

Zuo Mo turned around and wanted to leave, but the man hurriedly grabbed Zuo Mo: "Okay, good, sell it to you at a loss!"

Holding the catalogue that he had bought for ten first-grade spars, Zuo Mo escaped from the altar in embarrassment, found a place with fewer people nearby, and sat down.

What a terrible place! He watched the bustling altar with palpitations.

Spiritual power was injected into the jade slip, and there were more than 1,500 list messages in the catalog, and there were all kinds of things in it. After a long time, Zuo Mo sorted out a clue and began to read them one by one.

It was a full hour before he looked up, his eyes full of disappointment. It's not that there is no list of relevant magic rewards, but none of them are something he can complete right now. Now that I think about it, sure enough, the payment is right, and the value of any magic trick has changed dramatically when it reaches the third layer.

Zuo Mo, who came back in a daze, sat on the popular paper crane with a daze.

When he got home, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Senior Brother Wei Sheng guarding his door.

Senior Brother Wei Sheng has not changed much from before, he is still wearing a coarse cloth shirt, although he still gives people the feeling of being as sharp as a sword, but he is much more restrained than before. It could be seen that Senior Brother Wei Sheng's cultivation was deeper than before, and Zuo Mo was still far away, so he had already discovered it.

"Junior brother can make me wait. He laughs.

Senior Brother Wei Sheng's usual gentleness surprised Zuo Mo and moved him a little. The attitude of inner disciples towards outer disciples has always been extremely poor, and for those who come from humble backgrounds but have achieved good cultivation, it seems that it has become the norm for their attitudes to become arrogant.

"Senior brother has something to know, why wait at this door for a long time?" Zuo Mo said seriously.

Wei Sheng took out a small box from his arms and handed it to Zuo Mo: "The seeds of the fire dragon grass are useless in my hands, but they are three grades, and it is a pity to throw them away." The junior brother is proficient in planting, so he sent the junior brother. ”

Zuo Mo has always been greedy for money, but the first time he faced this small box, he didn't stretch out his hand. Third-grade dragon grass seeds, there is no problem in selling dozens of second-grade spars.

"Senior brother has successfully built the foundation now, and there will be more places where you will need spars in the future......"

Wei Sheng interrupted him and stuffed the wooden box into Zuo Mo's arms: "Don't be verbose, if you want to take it, you can keep it." I am devoted to the sword and do not like anything else. ”

Holding the wooden box, Zuo Mo Nana, but he didn't know what to say.

"The junior and younger brother are talented, and when you are a good student, you must not live up to this good skin. He advised, "Soon I will enter the Sword Cave to comprehend the mysteries." When I come out, my junior brother will build a successful foundation. ”

Somehow, Zuo Mo's heart was hot, and he blurted out: "I will definitely succeed in building the foundation!"

"Then I'm relieved. It's a pity that the junior brother is not interested in swords. Between his expressions, Wei Sheng felt a lot of regrets.

Zuo Mo smiled: "There's nothing wrong with Lingzhifu, the spar is a real thing." ”

"Haha!" Wei Sheng laughed with relief: "That's right." I won't come to quit, and when I come out, you and my brother will drink and talk happily!"

After saying that, he walked away.

Waiting for Senior Brother Wei Sheng to walk far away, Zuo Mo was still a little excited in his heart.

Whether Senior Brother Wei Sheng was intentional or unintentional, he kept this care firmly in his heart.

From the moment he opened his eyes, he was in front of a completely strange world. Picking up his own head asked him a few random words, and he never saw him again. Like a newborn baby, he began to learn everything around him little by little. His weird zombie face and ignorance of the world made him suffer countless ridicules and cold words.

The only thing he was glad about was that the heavens had left him some capital - the cultivation of the fifth layer of qi refining. Frustration everywhere did not sink him, but aroused the stubbornness in his bones. He practiced day and night every day, and used the rain silk of "Little ** Trick" to fill the dry pond little by little. Since then, his fortunes have gradually improved. piled up hypocrisy and worldliness, deliberately got closer to other brothers in the door, and ended up in good popularity.

But the alienation in my heart is getting deeper and deeper.

Senior Brother Wei Sheng, who had only dealt with him twice, made him feel sincere care for the first time.

Before that, he was not enthusiastic about building the foundation. Zhihai's earth-shattering sword intent, although it once gave him a little yearning for power, but soon, "Fetal Breath Refining God" completely made him lose interest in power. Power is undoubtedly quite distant to him.

But today, Senior Brother Wei Sheng's advice made him suddenly feel that he wanted to build a foundation. The feeling was so strong that from the moment he blurted it out, he felt that he had to finish the foundation no matter what.

Build a foundation!

Building a foundation is the first level on the long path of cultivation. For those disciples of the Great Gate Sect, building the foundation is as easy as stepping a threshold, but for ordinary cultivators, this will determine their status. Cultivators in the foundation building period can basically get out of the lowest work, and the income is enough to make people like Zuo Mo greedy for money blush. It's just that the difficulty of building a foundation is not small, especially for Zuo Mo, who only has a bad street like "Ten Righteous Heart Methods", if he wants to complete the foundation, he needs luck and character. In addition, whether the foundation can be built successfully depends on whether the purse is bulging or not.

None of the elixirs needed to build the foundation were cheap, and the effects varied greatly.

Ordinary Tsukidan requires about a hundred second-grade spars, but the effect of this Tsukidan can only be regarded as unsatisfactory. And if you are willing to spend your blood and two third-grade spars, you can buy a top-grade Tsukidan, and the success rate will increase greatly. This is also why the disciples of the Great Gate Sect regard the foundation building as nothing, for them, two third-grade spars are really a small number.

However, for Zuo Mo, a hundred second-grade spars were almost all his belongings. And this is still the recent prosperity of wealth, put it before, where did he dare to think?

That's why he focuses on Lingzhifu. In fact, the difficulty of Lingzhifu is far better than that of foundation building, which can be seen from the fact that Lingzhifu's treatment is far more than that of cultivators in the foundation building period. But its difficulty is more reflected in the talent, the investment of the spar is not large, what is more suitable for Zuo Mo, who has always been a fan of money?

But now he wants to build a foundation!

In his head, this thought was all over him, and he walked almost in a trance to the Cold Mist Valley.

"Who are you, dare to enter this important place privately!" Suddenly a cold snort interrupted Zuo Mo's thoughts.

A woman in Tsing Yi, about forty years old, stood between the medicine fields and looked at Zuo Mo coldly. Zuo Mo subconsciously raised his head, his gaze touched the other party's eyes, and he suddenly fell into an ice cellar! The other party's gaze was as sharp as a sword, as if he was about to stab him through.

Zuo Mo was a spirit, like waking up from a dream, his brain turned quickly, and he hurriedly saluted his disciple: "Disciple Zuo Mo, under the orders of Senior Sister Hao Min, temporarily take care of the medicine field here." ”

"This girl is so bold! How dare she be lazy!" the woman in Tsing Yi showed a frosty face and a faint anger.

Zuo Mo secretly complained, and now he had roughly guessed the identity of the senior in front of him. The Wukong Sword Gate is not big, and the only one who meets this image is Shi Fengrong, the fourth master. Shi Fengrong has been traveling for a long time and comes back occasionally, but Zuo Mozi has never had a chance to see it. However, it is rumored that this aunt has a bad temper and is difficult to approach, but at the moment, it seems that it is really true.

His only extravagant hope now is that the fourth master aunt must not be angry with him.

Senior Sister Hao Min is an inner disciple, even if she is punished, it will not be heavy. But his status is humble and he is angry, and it will not end well.

Shi Fengrong glanced at the surrounding medicine fields, and saw that the elixir was unharmed, and his face was slightly cold. She asked in a slow tone, "What's your name?"

"Disciple Zuo Mo has seen the fourth senior aunt. Zuo Mo hurriedly bowed his head and replied.

"You're well cared for. Glancing at Zuo Mo, she looked approving: "The cultivation of the eighth layer of qi refining, well, can also be regarded as progressive." From today on, Cold Mist Valley will be yours to take care of. Hmph, Hao Min is waiting for her to come back, and I will clean her up!"

Temporary workers have been transferred to regular workers, Zuo Mo is a hundred unwilling in his heart, but in the face of the fourth aunt's gaze that can pierce people, he swallowed this sentence into his stomach with interest. muttered in his heart, the fourth aunt and Uncle Xin Yan have a virtue, and everyone looks like they owe money.

"This Tsukidan is your reward. ”

Zuo Mo looked at the Zhuji Dan in his hand with bright eyes, and the hundred reluctances in his heart suddenly turned into a hundred! Sure enough, the senior aunt was still compassionate! He desperately praised the fourth senior aunt in his heart, and the worst Zhuji Dan also needed a hundred second-grade spars. I heard that the fourth master aunt is good at alchemy, but I don't know how many products this foundation building is.

"Cultivate well and build a foundation as soon as possible, your current level, taking care of Cold Mist Valley, is not enough. The cold voice of the fourth senior aunt sounded in Zuo Mo.

Zuo Molian, who fell into ecstasy, should be.

Shi Fengrong was just about to leave, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zuo Mo's face, and his feet suddenly stopped, and his cold jade face showed a little surprise: "You raise your head." ”