Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

A heavy snowfall turned Yongle Fairy City into a world covered in silver.

This is the first snow since winter.

Although this city of monks has a large protective circle, which can completely isolate the wind, frost, rain and snow, it is warm like spring all year round, and there is no distinction between day and night.

But the leaders of Xiancheng believe in the way of nature, and unless there are special circumstances, they will not adjust the change of solar terms.

In the small hall on the third floor of Zangshu Pavilion, Wang Chen, who was sitting next to him, held a steaming teacup and sipped hot spirit tea.

I just feel comfortable all over.

Unfortunately, there was some croaking in my ears.

"You have to sort out the dossiers and materials required by the above as soon as possible, and it will take up to three days..."

The person sitting on the main seat at this time is Cao Ke, the head of the Cangshu Pavilion.

The work of Zangshuge is very leisurely, but sometimes it will receive tasks from above.

Then you have to work overtime.

Several stewards looked at each other, and one of them said with a bitter face: "Three days are too short."

The file files in Zangshu Pavilion are basically sealed with jade slips, similar to the digital storage of Wang Chen's previous life.

In fact, searching and sorting is very fast and convenient.

But if there are too many materials involved, the manpower in the pavilion will not be enough.

After all, looking at the jade slips for a long time will hurt the mind.

In addition, sorting out the reproduction is also a hard work.

In Zangshu Pavilion, there is one principal and five stewards, and some ordinary staff below, most of whom are laying flat salted fish, suddenly received a temporary urgent task, so naturally they must complain a few words.

"This matter is not discussed."

Cao Ke said with a stern face: "If you don't want to do it, go home, and you don't have to come back in the future!"

He knew the temperament of his subordinates very well, so he directly said harsh words.

Sure enough, the stewards shrank their heads, and there was no objection.

After all, the manager of Zangshuge can be regarded as a "civil servant" in the Immortal City system. Although the salary and benefits are very low, the work is easy and it is decent to talk about it.

Who wants to give up this job unless they have to?

Even if they, like Wang Chen, were sent by other departments to idle away.

As for the fate, it cannot be disobeyed.

Zangshu Pavilion belongs to the General Affairs Department of the Thirty-Six Division. The latter's rank is very low, and Zangshu Pavilion is naturally not much stronger. They are mere small managers, how can they have the qualifications and confidence to disobey orders!

"Go ahead."

Cao Ke waved his hand and said, "Guard Wang, you stay first."

After the other stewards left, the owner of the Cangshu Pavilion asked in a gentle voice: "Wang Guanshi, you have been in the Cangshu Pavilion for a while, are you still used to the work here?"

Wang Chen replied: "Thank you for your concern, Master, I have already adapted to the practice."

"That's good."

Cao Ke nodded: "Your situation is different from other people's. They have no future and hope. It's a day to hang around here. If you have the opportunity, go early!"

It's actually pretty good here...

Wang Chen was grateful on the surface: "I understand."

"Um."

Cao Ke was satisfied: "You go too, come to me if you encounter any embarrassing things, I will definitely help if I can."

Wang Chen didn't know whether the principal was treating him differently, or treating others the same way, so he thanked him repeatedly, and then left the small hall.

He didn't take Cao Ke's words to heart, and continued to do whatever he had to do.

After three days of busy work, Wang Chen returned to his "normal" life.

But his focus on reading has changed.

In the past two or three months, Wang Chen relied on his position to borrow a large number of books in Zangshuge.

These books cover a wide range of topics, such as predecessors' notes, local customs, local anecdotes, experience and so on, and he has obtained a lot of useful information from them.

Wang Chen, who has an open panel for cultivating immortals, can practice far faster than ordinary monks, and his realm has improved rapidly.

But if you rise too fast, your foundation will inevitably be insufficient, and your experience and knowledge will be inferior.

By reading these books and notes, Wang Chen can more or less make up for some lack of experience.

But it is not very helpful for cultivation.

Wang Chen didn't want to spend his whole life in Zangshu Pavilion. He planned to spend three years cultivating to the peak of Zifu, and gathered together the treasures of condensed pills, and finally hit the golden alchemy realm.

Wang Chen's goal is to go up to the third-rank golden elixir!

It's just that what happened in the past, not only did Wang Chen not tell anyone about his goal, but he even worked harder to hide himself, not wanting to fall into the eyes of some people.

Some time ago, Wang Chen first redeemed the Purple Electric Flying Boat from the pawnshop, and then sold the flying magic weapon.

With the addition of a few other things, as well as the preserved spirit stone, he finally obtained the pre-ordered condensed core treasure from Wanbao Pavilion as agreed.

As a result, Wang Chen's pockets are now empty, and the number of spirit stones has shrunk to four figures.

It's barely enough to live on.

You have to count if you eat something good!

The problem is that Wanbao Pavilion not only has no supply of the thousand-year spirit beads, seven-leaf crocus and ten-thousand-year star sand in the Eight Treasures of Ningdan, but even if there is, the price is not affordable by Wang Chen.

These three treasures of heaven, material and earth are the rarest and most expensive.

Wang Chen had inquired about it in Wanbao Pavilion before, and the answer he got was quite shocking.

Of course, he can also lower the standard, such as replacing the Millennium Lingzhu with a century-old one, changing the seven-leaf Scrophulariaceae to four-leaf ones, and reducing the number of ten thousand-year star sand by one-third, and the purchase cost will naturally be greatly reduced.

But in this way, the probability of condensing the top three golden pills will also decrease!

How could Wang Chen bear it?

He has a panel hanging in his hand, and he is not afraid of breaking the barrier that others regard as a natural barrier. If he can only make it through alive, then it is really better to buy a piece of tofu and crash to death.

How embarrassing!

The three rare treasures of condensed pills could not be bought or afforded, so Wang Chen wanted to collect them by himself.

In fact, after many Zifu monks reached the peak level, they wandered around in search of the treasure of condensing pills, which not only sharpened their own Dao foundation and will, but also saved costs.

Wang Chen also wanted to try.

So he specifically searched for information in this area.

For example, where do you need to obtain the Millennium Lingzhu, and what are the particulars and taboos when collecting it? These are all knowledge that need to be understood and mastered.

Otherwise, if you are lucky enough to find something, but the treasure is damaged because you don’t know how to collect it, you will really vomit three mouthfuls of blood!

It turns out that it is very useful to read a lot of books.

In an ancient notebook, Wang Chen actually found detailed records about Lingzhu and Scrophulariaceae.

Including the place of origin!

This is very rare. You must know that most people will hide the information of Tiancaidibao after they have mastered it, and they will definitely not disclose it to the public.

And the writer of this notebook obviously didn't have the idea of ​​self-preservation!

It must be praised.

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The second one is delivered.