Chapter 483 I will never be a spirit altar again! [Thanks to the leader of "A Ning Frappuccino"! 】

  The sun is shining on the Silver Sword Peak, and birds and spirits are parked in the warm light and shadow, quiet and peaceful. Suddenly two figures fell down, startling the bird away.

  The master of Yinjian Peak, the empress Feng, and the deputy master and elder brother Chu Liang landed on the ground and returned to this familiar place.

  Just as soon as he came back, Chu Liang let out a surprise: "What is this for?"

  When he came to his cabin, he saw two desks in front of the door, and a row of figures standing there, holding their breath and staring at something.

  Lin Bei, Shang Ziliang, Follower A, Follower B, Liu Xiaoyu, Liu Xiaoyu...Chu Liang's team is all here.

As for those who were surrounded by them, behind one table was Yuan Zhuo from the Dharma Protector Hall, with an honest square face and resolute eyes; Tall, his white and tender little face is full of rigor.

  The table in front of two people, one big and one small, was full of thick books. They were holding a book in each hand, and they were flipping crazily, with the sounds of swishing and swishing together.

Seeing Chu Liang come back, Shang Ziliang stepped forward and said, "You're finally back, and it's time to reconcile accounts with the Shanmen. We don't know how to do it, and we can't find you. Thanks to Senior Brother Yuan, we can let Chu Yi try... "

  His voice was very low, as if he was afraid of disturbing the two of them.

   "Really." Chu Liang slapped his forehead.

  I've been busy with other things these days, and I forgot the reconciliation date I had agreed with Shu Shan.

  Now Hongmian Peak is not only his own, but also 20% of Shushan Mountain and 10% of Taotie City, and they have to reconcile accounts regularly. It's just that there are many merchants, various projects, and a huge amount of information. It may take a few old accountants to work for a few days with only manpower.

  But judging by the current situation, the two of them are almost done.

  Brother Yuan's power is well known to Chu Liang, who can be called the most powerful brain in Shushan, and even he himself is ashamed of himself in terms of memory.

   Unexpectedly, this little thing Chu Yi is so powerful, and his speed is not inferior to Senior Brother Yuan.

  I really found a treasure.

   After a while, Xiao Chuyi finally closed the last account book in his hand, and stretched out his hand before placing it on the pile of account books that could almost bury him. Then he put his hands into his sleeves and let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay."

   "Yeah." Xiao Yu suddenly cheered: "Xiao Yi won."

   "Huh?" Chu Liang was startled: "Is there still a game?"

  Liu Xiaoyu blinked: "Aren't they in a competition of who can turn the pages faster?"

  Liu Xiaoyu hurriedly covered her sister's mouth and pulled her away, "You can understand turning the pages of the book..."

  The Empress Feng next to her was also surprised: "Isn't it?"

   Seeing the master and apprentice returning, Xiao Chu jumped off the stool again, walked over and saluted solemnly: "Sister Feng, brother Chuliang."

  At this moment, Yuan Zhuo also put down the last account book in his hand, walked over, bowed his hands upright and saluted: "Master Fengfeng, Junior Brother Chu."

  Chu Liang looked at Xiao Chuyi's movements, and then at Yuan Zhuo's movements, suddenly felt a bit similar.

   Take a closer look at Chu Yi, the more you look at it, the more you feel that the little guy has only been in the Dharma Hall for two days, why does his head seem to be a bit square?

  He couldn't help but feel a little scared. He asked you to learn from Senior Brother Yuan, but you didn't ask you to learn everything.

   After a few glances, he bowed his hands and returned the salute: "Thank you, Senior Brother Yuan."

   "It's not hard work." Yuan Zhuo said indifferently: "Chu Yi is a malleable talent. He is very talented at such a young age. I hope you can cultivate him well."

   "Don't worry." Empress Feng chuckled, "This child stays in our Silver Sword Peak, it can't be wrong."

  Yuan Zhuo looked at her, seemed to be hesitant to say something, but finally held back, and then said: "The accounting is completed, there is no major problem, I will go back and report to Master first.

  After walking a few steps, he turned his head again and sincerely said to Chu Liang: "You must let the child learn something well."

  Chu Liang also had firm eyes, "I understand."

   “It is important to see and hear.”

   "I am the most solid barrier."

   After a thoughtless conversation between the two, Yuan Zhuo left in peace.

  Every sentence does not mention the emperor's female phoenix, but every sentence is about the emperor's female phoenix.

  …

   That night.

  Chu Liang came to the Jinhua River again.

  Stayed in Jianguo Mansion for the past two days, I didn't have time to collect the wine jar monsters, and sure enough, there was another one missing. But he is used to the strangeness, if one is missing, one will be missing.

  Since this period of time, the cultivation of Drunken Spirit Flowers in Yinjian Peak has reached a certain scale, and the second crop of Drunken Spirit flowers and leaves can also be harvested. Although Wu Dao incense is still only available to Shushan disciples, it is not so scarce anymore. There were even disciples from other immortal sects who came to acquire Daoxiang from Shushan disciples at a high price.

  Chu Liang did not stop this kind of scalping behavior, anyway, the benefits will eventually fall on the same door, so it doesn't matter.

   And strictly speaking, these Enlightenment Fragrances are not their own.

  They come from the gift of nature!

   With a few snaps of his fingers, the wine jar monsters in the river exploded one by one and dissipated in the water. Now that he has opened the quadruple secret treasury of colorful dolls, the zhenqi of the fifth realm already has four kinds of gold, wood, water and fire, and the quality of zhenqi has made a qualitative leap.

  Even if there is just a trace of true energy overflowing, the bursting force is not something this little nymph can bear.

   After cruising up and down, he made sure that he didn't miss any more, and then he returned to Shushan to sleep contentedly.

  Tonight is destined to have a good dream.

  …

  Xuan Yinzi has suffered from severe insomnia recently.

  His power of seven and a half realms naturally does not need to sleep to rest his spirit. But in the cave under this seal, long sleep can preserve strength and slow down the loss of blood from the body.

  So in addition to making the altar of killing spirits, Xuan Yinzi puts himself into a dormant state most of the time to save energy and blood.

  But he recently discovered that his mood began to have problems, and it became more and more difficult to enter a dormant state.

  It's all because of the altar of killing spirits... It's too annoying.

   If this method doesn't work, then you all don't come back. If none come back, I will naturally give up hope.

  But every time Xuan Yinzi was about to give up waiting, one of the Killing Spirit Altars would suddenly come back, bringing him a little vitality and blood, so that he would be full of energy to make more Killing Spirit Altars.

   And then never come back.

  After many days of no news, Xuan Yinzi will be discouraged, sometimes he really feels that this method will not work, and he doesn't want to spend useless blood to make the killing spirit altar.

   But at this time, another jar will float back.

  At first Xuan Yinzi would feel ecstatic when he saw this small response, but now he only feels pain.

  The once powerful villain even felt a little wronged.

   If you can do it, you can do it, if you can’t do it, you can’t do it.

  What do you mean by hanging on to me all the time?

  Xuan Yinzi secretly made up his mind that I will never be the altar of killing spirits again!

   Think of another way tomorrow!

  But at this moment, another Spirit-killing Altar that had returned with a full load appeared at the entrance of the cave...

  Xuan Yinzi's old face tightened.

  Do you want to stop doing it for a few days?

Good morning.

   I suddenly found out that the lord had forgotten to thank me before, so I'm sorry, I'll do it again.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)