Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 129 Getting Started

This time, the two of them didn't see Sanqiu Layman Elder Dong, but luckily things were settled.

The token in Mo Qiu's hand is half a foot long, bronze in color, heavy in texture, engraved with the Lingsu Sect logo on the front, and the word Dong on the back, this is the token of the inner sect disciples.

However, unlike other inner disciples, Mo Qiu is only the registered disciple of the elder, not on the sect list.

That is to say, although he is an inner sect disciple, he has no monthly money, let alone receive pills for free.

Apart from being able to receive the exercises once, there are almost no other benefits, and getting the elders' teachings is even more delusional.

"It's not that there are no benefits." On the stone steps down the mountain, Manager Zhao stroked his beard and said:

"After all, you are an inner disciple, and it is not the same thing to do the errands that outer disciples should do. Therefore, there is a high probability that you will stay in Medicine Valley to do things."

"Even if you really go out, your status will be higher than that of the outer disciples, and should be similar to that of a deacon."

Whether it is worth five hundred taels of silver to buy a deacon from the outer sect of the Lingsu Sect is a matter of opinion.

At least, in Zhao Guanshi's view, it is definitely not worth it.

His life is not worth so much money!

"Our Lingsu faction has a lot of property, and we have errands to do in Medicine Valley, Four Cities, and even Ziyangmen." Speaking of this matter, Manager Zhao is quite proud:

"And because there are many doctors in the dispatch, all major forces in Dong'an Prefecture will give a little bit of favor."

"Yeah." Mo Qiu nodded and cupped his hands:

"Uncle Zhao, I hope you will take care of me as we live together in the future."

"Of course." Manager Zhao grinned:

"Don't talk about anything else, it's just that the Zuo family's relationship is left here, how can I not take care of you?"

"Speaking of which, when Brother Mo's errand is settled, I'm afraid there will be no use for Zhao."

"Uncle Zhao was joking." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"Just about to ask, how do I always arrange my errands?"

"It's easy to say." Zhao Guanshi pondered for a while, and said:

"It's best to stay in Medicine Valley to do things. If you don't have much to do, you can spend a lot of money on a leisurely basis, and you can also get in touch with prominent figures in the faction. It's a pity that most of the people who can stay are the relatives of the inner sect disciples."

"The second is the inner city."

"The inner city is prosperous, and there are many wealthy families. Those people spend a lot of money, and a little leakage between their fingers is enough for us to eat and drink for several months. Therefore, the good places in the inner city sometimes even surpass Medicine Valley."

Don't ask for a nod.

There is another reason Zhao Guanshi did not say.

That is to stay in Medicine Valley. After all, the seniors of many sects have to be cautious when doing things, which is far less convenient than going outside.

"Secondly, there are Nancheng and Waiguocheng. There is nothing to talk about in these two places. They just use money to do things. The greater the ability, the more benefits. Of course, they are more suitable for eating and waiting to die."

"And Beicheng and Ziyangmen are the worst!"

"Why?" Mo Qiu asked curiously:

"That's all for the North City. Ziyang Gate is one of the major powers in Dong'an Mansion, so it's not as good as the South City?"

"Because Ziyangmen is too strong, our people used to depend on others and couldn't hold their heads up." Manager Zhao shrugged:

"Don't talk about making profits, even handing over part of the income to Ziyangmen every year. Do you think the treatment can be good?"

"I see." Mo asked for clarification.

"Don't worry." Zhao Guanshi looked sideways:

"No matter what, you are always an inner disciple. Even if you do something, those people in the inner court will give some face."

"I hope so." Mo Qiu nodded, and remembered something:

"By the way, Uncle Zhao said on the mountain that he is a top-notch master and exudes his true energy. I don't know what's the point?"

Although he knew how to release his true energy, he came from a small place after all, so he didn't know much about the acquired state.

Jiaoxing City doesn't have a single master who exudes zhenqi.

"Haha..." Manager Zhao smiled when he heard the words:

"Young people are always so curious about these things."

After a pause, he said with emotion on his face:

"In Dong'an Mansion, people who have cultivated acquired true qi are usually divided into three classes. They are called in-stream masters, and the strongest are first-rate masters."

"Of course, to us, no matter which class is superior, we dare not underestimate it."

"Yes." Mo Qiuying said yes.

"After entering Houtian for the first time, if you have cultivated true energy, you will be a master of the stream. There are the most people in this category, and there are only a few deacons in the outer sect." Zhao Guanshi's eyes flickered, as if envious, he paused before continuing:

"As for exuding true qi, one is a second-rate master. It is said that one must not only have strong true qi, but also practice exquisite martial arts to achieve it."

Hearing this, Mo Qiu's heart skipped a beat:

"Why, if you fail to practice the exercises, you can't release your true energy?"

"It should be impossible." Zhao Guanshi was not sure about this, but said:

"The three yang piles I cultivate have a total of five levels, and the last two levels are the realm of inner energy, but even if the five levels are perfect, the true energy cannot be released."

"As for the Lingsu mind method practiced by the inner disciples, it is said that there are seven levels in total. Not only does it release true energy, but it may also become a first-class master with energy penetrating the sky."

Mo Qiu rubbed his brows.

In other words, the possibility of becoming a peerless master simply by relying on one skill is gone?

Of course, unless you find a peerless magic skill!

"Junior Sister Dong seems to be only sixteen, and she is already able to release her true energy. Although it looks a little difficult, it is amazing enough." After descending the mountain, Zhao Guanshi still expressed emotion in his voice, and praised again and again:

"This kind of talent, I am afraid that in a few years, it will be ranked on the list of potential dragons and young phoenixes, not as good as Elder Dong back then."

"Brother Mo!"

He stumbled.

"Uncle Zhao, tell me." Mo Qiu hurriedly stopped.

"I think you should get closer to Junior Sister Dong as soon as possible. Registered disciples are also disciples. If you get close, there will be a lot of benefits in the future." Manager Zhao whispered:

"Junior Sister Dong's boudoir name is Xiaowan. I also heard that she has a good relationship with a daughter in Lu's residence."

"That's the Lu family!"

Like Zuo Wenbo, when it comes to the Lu Mansion, Guanshi Zhao's eyes are also full of excitement and admiration.

For the people of Dong'an Mansion, Lu Mansion is the holy place in their hearts.

"This..." Mo Qiu smiled awkwardly:

"I try my best."

It was getting late, but fortunately there were quite a few vacant rooms in Medicine Valley, so the two of them received the key to the residence from the deacon here.

the second day.

After receiving clothes, confirming his identity, registering in the inner courtyard, he went to the canteen, Yanwu hall, medicine hall, and the place where he washed and bathed.

After such a trip, we visited the Medicine Valley for a little while, and the sky was in the evening again.

"The front is the last place." On the mountain road, Zhao Guanshi's voice was a little weak:

"When you get there, you know the way, so I won't accompany you any longer."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao." Mo Qiu expressed his thanks in a serious manner. Although he gave money, the other party really did his best in the past two days:

"I don't know where we are going next?"

"The place you most want to go." Zhao Guanshi straightened up:

"Wan Juan Building!"

Wanjuan Building.

Standing at the core of the Medicine Valley, it covers an area of ​​several acres and contains countless books.

After several searches, the two entered a three-story pavilion.

The guard at the gate is a white-haired old man, squinting his eyes and lying on the rocking chair to take a nap.

"Senior Cui." Zhao Guanshi walked up to him and bowed, and then he stretched out his hand and begged for nothing:

"This is Elder Dong's new registered disciple, Mo Qiu, and also Xu Muyun's disciple from the next generation after he left his hometown."

"Huh?" Hearing the sound, the old man's face trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes to look at Mo Qiu:

"Unexpectedly, after decades, the name Xu Muyun can still be heard."

Mo Qiu's heart moved, and he looked at Guanshi Zhao.

The other party nodded, verifying what he thought.

Along the way, Manager Zhao mentioned things many times, not to mention Mr. Xu, because he was worried about being missed by his former enemies.

But when it was mentioned at this time, it was obvious that the old man in front of him and Mr. Xu were not enemies, and their relationship should be pretty good.

"Moqiu, what do you want to say to the seniors? I still have something to do, so I won't stay here any longer." Saying that, he cupped his hands at the old man:

"Senior, junior farewell."

"Yeah." The old man nodded, and slowly sat up from the reclining chair:

"Little guy, how old is it?"

"eighteen."

"Have you ever practiced martial arts?"

"It's worthy of forging bones."

"Bone forging is not bad at this age." The old man nodded, not as harsh as Dong Xiaowan:

"Is it the foundation laid since childhood?"

"That's not true." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"The junior only started practicing martial arts a few years ago."

"Huh?" The old man frowned upon hearing this:

"After a few years of martial arts training, you can forge your bones. Your talent is pretty good. It's a pity that you haven't laid your foundation well. I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything."

Mo Qiu was surprised.

Dong Xiaowan also said this, at the time he thought the other party just mentioned it casually, and didn't care much, but he didn't expect the old man who guarded the Wanjuan Tower to say the same.

Could it be that practicing martial arts late is really a big disadvantage?