The Second Generation of Xiu Only Wants Salted Fish

Life's chances are unpredictable.

After Jing Yueshan stayed up all night for a week to complete the company's key projects, she lay down on the bed contentedly and opened the Xiuxian novel that she had been chasing after seeing the finale in one breath, and then fell into a deep sleep with the beautiful vision of a promotion and a salary increase.

When she woke up, she became a "Jingyue shirt", and there was still a memory in her mind. It was the cannon fodder from the novel she read before going to bed who was gging as soon as she appeared on the scene.

Jingyue Shanmu, speechless looking at the sky, I would not work overtime if I had known this. Is this the blessing of 996? !

After sighing, she still has to face the reality. After turning over the extra memories in her mind, she breathed a sigh of relief. The plot has not yet started, there is still a while before gg, everything is too late.

She was in a quaint room at this time, the layout inside was extremely simple, a bed, a table, a futon like a woven bamboo, no more.

Oh, yes, there is also an incense burner on the table that is emitting green smoke, and the light sandalwood is in the air, and the smell has calmed down the original anxious mood.

She looked around for a week, and she was a little weird, "Is it so simple?"

Although Jing Yueshan is a cannon fodder as soon as she appears in the book, she is actually quite prominent. Her parents are both high-ranking monks in the Guiyuan Sect. She is a veritable second-generation Xiu generation who can do anything without doing anything. The kind of immortal world walking sideways.

In other words, it is also a second generation repairer. Maybe he likes this simple style. Jingyue shirt quickly touched her body, found the storage bag and checked it.

At this look, she was choking silently again. She always thought that the cleanliness of the pockets was a description of our beating workers, but the second generation was also so miserable?

Nuo Da's storage bag contained a few pieces of spiritual stones, a few broken magical instruments and a few empty bottles of medicine pills, nothing else.

"Isn't it?" Jing Yueshan's eyes widened in disbelief, she tried hard to think about it, how could she not believe that the second generation Xiu had such a wealth.

After a while, she drew out a jade plaque that exuded a bright jade light, and pinched her fingers as she remembered.

Not all monks will carry their wealth with them. Jingyueshan has a small space that she owns alone for storing her wealth.

There was no wind in the originally empty room, and an aura vortex suddenly appeared in the air, slowly tearing the space in front of him. Just as the space behind the aura vortex was about to show his figure, Jingyueshan suddenly felt a thorn in his dantian. Pain, the aura movement in the meridians is also condensed.

Fa Jue was interrupted, and the vortex in front of him disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Jing Yueshan fell to the ground in pain, in cold sweat.

The dantian was unstable and the meridians were damaged. This pair of body injuries continued to be new and old. At this moment, the pain that had accumulated for several years occurred at the same time.

Jing Yueshan straightened her teeth, sat up cross-legged, with her five hearts facing upwards, slowly meditating in accordance with her mind.

The damaged meridians did not run smoothly, the spiritual energy wandered through it like a knife, and the whole body was severely painful. Jingyue shirt seemed to be tortured by thousands of knives. She gritted her teeth to support, and the big beads of sweat slipped down. After a while, she was soaked all over, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

Jingyueshan's willpower was astonishing, and he ran for a few big weeks, enduring the severe pain, and slightly repaired the damaged meridians.

It was too slow to repair only by relying on his own spiritual power, but at any rate a little stabilized the body that was about to be defeated, Jing Yueshan breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.

Such a dilapidated body, no wonder it was so easy to gg in the secret realm.

After thinking about the reasons for this for a moment, Jing Yueshan sighed lightly, "Why bother yourself like this."

The sky gradually brightened, and the birds' cries echoed out of the window, and the morning sun penetrated through the cracks in the window, casting a radiant spot on the ground.

The restraint set in the house shakes slightly, and someone calls her outside.

Jingyueshan pinched her finger and turned on the call function under the prohibition, and a cheerful female voice suddenly came over.

"Master sister, let's go to morning class together."

Jing Yueshan knew the master of this voice, Hu Muer, her mother's little disciple. She used to have a weak relationship with her colleagues. Everyone was afraid of her origin and some unspeakable factors, and they didn't dare to talk to her casually. She had been alone and had no friends.

Not long after Hu Muer started, it was when she was curious about everything about the sect, she was also very enthusiastic about everyone avoiding Jing Yueshan, and she often invited her to do morning classes.

Jing Yueshan sighed. Today, she is destined to disappoint the little junior sister. Her top priority now is to heal her injuries. How can she spare time for morning classes.

Hu Muer, who was rejected, was indeed a little surprised. Although she hadn't been a long time since she joined her teacher, her diligent master sister has always been like a thunderous. Unless Jingyueshan is experienced outside, as long as the sect is in the sect, the morning class will not fall for a day, for hundreds of years, there has never been a day of slack.

Maybe something was delayed, Hu Muer thought, and walked to the mountainside square on Wangchen Peak where the morning class was the best.

Many disciples had gathered in the square long ago, all of them with solemn expressions, facing the east, with eyes closed, sitting cross-legged and slowly spitting out the vitality of heaven and earth lingering around them.

The monk is going against the sky for longevity, and he should work hard. With the first ray of sunlight that diffuses between the heaven and the earth, every monk who pursues will not easily miss it.

The sun shines brighter, the vitality of the heaven and the earth disappears soon, and the morning class is over, and the disciples slowly opened their eyes.

Someone soon discovered something was wrong.

"Master sister didn't come?"

"I didn't come, maybe something was delayed."

A disciple was suspicious, "It's rare to see senior sister not doing morning class. Could it be that there is something wrong with her body?"

Someone interrupted her with a smile, "Master sister just signed up for the next month's Tongningyuan Secret Realm Experience a few days ago. This trip is extremely dangerous. If you are sick, how can you dare to sign up?"

When the others heard this, they nodded, "Master sister has always been diligent and has her own arrangements."

Jing Yueshan is the daughter of the peak master Wangchenfeng, and also the master sister of Wangchenfeng's disciples of this generation. She has always been extremely diligent in her practice. Everyone chatted for a few words, and didn't think in other directions.

The dull bell sounded slowly, and the time for classes at Zongmen University had arrived. After everyone chatted for a few words, Yujian left.

The sun shone brighter and brighter, and it was a long time before seeing it, and the diligent and motivated master sister in the eyes of everyone opened his eyes from meditation.

The healing effect was not very satisfactory. Jingyueshan was thinking about other methods, and a ticking sound suddenly sounded outside the window shutters.

Oh, it's time for lunch.

Although monks can fasten, it is also a matter of personal choice, and the sect is not forced. In the past, Jingyueshan naturally didn't eat anything. She spent all of her time cultivating against the clock. How could she have time to eat every day.

Jingyueshan is different now. Since she has come on this wonderful journey, she has to taste the food of the immortal cultivators.

Jing Yueshan removed the restriction, opened the window, and saw a green bird standing on the eaves, tilting her neck to look at her.

She clicked on the little green bird's forehead, and the bird instantly turned into a piece of green bamboo paper. The bamboo paper was neatly filled with all kinds of delicate meals.

Taking a deep breath, Jing Yueshan swept away the food in front of her with graceful movements and extremely fast speed.

Sure enough, she has sensitive senses and can taste every taste of the food. The ingredients must be very fresh, and simple cooking is very delicious.

The taste buds were greatly satisfied, Jing Yueshan's original irritable mood became happy, and the thoughts in his mind became clearer and clearer.

Life is not the only way to tighten the strings every day, but another way of pointing it out may have unexpected results.

Wiping her mouth, she put the empty plate back on the bamboo paper, with a little finger, the little green bird just appeared again, tilted her head and glanced at her, flapping her wings and flew away from the window.

After working hard for so long, finally smoothing out the messy aura in the body, Jing Yueshan tidied up and went to the Deacon's Hall with the identity jade medallion.

The deacon on duty in the Deacon's Hall looked surprised, "Take them all out?"

Jing Yueshan nodded firmly, "Take them all out."

Come on, let her see the real financial resources of the second generation Xiu.

Today's deacon on duty is a young disciple who has just entered the inner door. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead when he heard the words, "Senior Sister Rong, the amount is too big, I have to apply for a transfer from the general warehouse."

Jing Yueshan was surprised, "So many?"

The deacon nodded, "The salary is not much, but the contribution points of the sect of the senior sister have accumulated a lot, and the amount of exchange into spirit stones is indeed huge."

Jing Yueshan was looking forward to it, "Okay, I'm waiting to adjust the goods."

The disciples who came to the Deacon’s Hall today to collect supplies can be regarded as a big scene. All the deacons on duty in the Deacon’s Hall are transferred to the rear warehouse to count the supplies continuously. The manpower is severely insufficient. The disciples who come to collect supplies after Jing Yueshan can only Waiting for life.

After a while, the deacon disciple who had just hurried back from the warehouse, respectfully presented the tray in his hand to Jing Yueshan.

"Senior sister stayed for 108 years and seven months without receiving the salary, plus the contribution points accumulated before going out to experience, after all the exchanges, a total of 1.08 million lower-grade spirit stones, plus a few pills, There are a few tools. There are not so many existing spirit stones in the library, and some high-grade spirit stones have been exchanged for Senior Sister, please count it."

The disciples on the sidelines couldn't help taking a breath, millions of spiritual stones? ! The big sister is really rich!

An ordinary disciple’s salary for a month is only two low-grade spirit stones. Even if it is a direct disciple of the inner sect, the salary on the bright side is only five low-grade spirit stones in one month. It is far from enough to rely on these salaries for cultivation. Earning spirit stones can only receive characters to earn sect contribution points, which can be used to exchange spirit stones and other materials.

Jing Yueshan was born with a distinguished background, her mother was the peak master of Peak Wangchen, and her father was the elder of the tribulation period of Zongmen Shenyin. Everyone thought that she had no shortage of spirit stones, so she didn't need to earn contribution points to exchange for spirit stones like them.

Today is really a shock. With so many spirit stones, how many tasks did the master sister do?

Alas, I'm not afraid that others are better than you, I'm afraid that excellent people work harder than you. The crowd around the audience felt distressed, and the eyes looking at Jing Yueshang suddenly changed. Everyone secretly made up their minds to be more diligent after they made up their minds, and set the benchmark for the masters and sisters!

Jing Yueshan was not surprised at all. Just looking at her bruised and broken body, she knew how desperate she had been before. If it weren't for such diligence, she wouldn't have died early.

The Deacon's Hall has always worked rigorously, all kinds of materials are clearly registered, Jing Yueshan is not afraid that they will be ignorant of her things, just looking at the dozens of storage bags in front of them worrying.

"Can't it be put in a storage bag?" The storage bag can't be put in another storage tool. It's not nice to carry it like this.

The deacon head quickly explained: "Sister sister, don't blame, the storage bag provided in the deacon's hall is only of this standard, and there are too many supplies for the senior sister to hold it."

Jingyue's shirt was clear, and he didn't make it difficult for him. He grabbed a dozen storage bags and pinned it around his waist, as if he were a big money, walked out in the enviable eyes of everyone.

Wang Chenfeng's Jingyue shirt had actually exchanged one million spirit stones from the Deacon's Hall, and the news spread quickly throughout Guiyuan Sect.

Although everyone looked at the millions of furnishings in the hot scene Yueshan, they also knew that the spirit stones received from the deacon hall were earned by the disciples based on their own skills.

With such a family background, how can it not be admirable to work **** my own. With her own efforts, Jing Yueshan has become a benchmark figure among the disciples of Guiyuan Zong. Many of the shy disciples immediately have a goal. They are ready to learn from Jing Yueshan and strive hard to make a fortune.

What everyone did not expect was that the master sister had just been praised for one day, and the car overturned the next day!

She honestly found a group of music girls and dancers, and began to have fun on Wangchen Peak. A day or two can also be explained as Jingyueshan is too diligent on weekdays, just occasionally relax.

However, the silk and bamboo singing and dancing on Wangchen Peak continued day and night for more than a full month, and everyone could no longer make excuses for her.

The benchmark figure that had just been established immediately collapsed, and everyone in Guiyuanzong was shocked.

What's the matter, the master sister is crazy, right?