After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

Ye Lige felt that there was something wrong with the minds of Jianfeng and others.

At best, he is a straightforward person with a straightforward temperament; at worst, he is a typical lackadaisical person.

Zhenjun Yueyan fell in front of him with an air of immortality, and said confidently: "Little junior sister, I have taken a liking to your flawless peak. You don't need to worry about it anymore after you finish setting up the formation."

After Ye Lige was stunned for a tenth of his breath, he smiled obediently and said, "Second Senior Brother can see Wuxia Peak's blessing, but does Master know? Has my grandfather Qingyuan Daojun agreed? And my wife The ancestor is currently at Wuxia Peak looking at the Feng Shui of building a house, have you ever asked him about it?"

Dahei sharpens his claws silently, trying to bully my little fairy. Does this vicious beast agree?

Zhenjun Yueyan frowned: "You are the master of this place!"

Ye Lige said very sensibly, "Then I have to listen to Master!"

I don’t know whether Qi Yaxin, the heroine, has too much influence on Zhenjun Yueyan, or whether Zhenjun Yueyan himself also likes the feng shui of Wuxia Peak, or because Lord Mo Jiandao has always responded to his requests.

In short, he really went to find Mr. Mo Jiandao.

Looking at his disciple who looked like a fool, Taoist Master Mo Jian began to reflect, "The ancients would never deceive me!"

If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy.

He was too lazy back then. He only taught him how to practice but neglected to discipline him in other aspects.

Now that he has a well-behaved, sensible, highly qualified, and extremely fast young disciple, it becomes even more unpleasant to look at this second disciple who looks like a dead log.

Lord Mo Jiandao stretched out his palm and said, "Did you see it?"

Zhenjun Yueyan nodded seriously, "I see it!"

Master Mo Jiandao pointed to his longest middle finger and said, "You used to have the longest middle finger, and my master was very indulgent to you."

Yueyan Zhenjun had a bad premonition when he was young, but he still had to bite the bullet and listen to his master's instructions.

Lord Mo Jiandao pointed to his little finger and said:

“Now you are this, the weakest.

When you practice and become the middle finger in the eyes of the teacher, we will discuss issues such as choosing the peak. "

Master Mo Jiandao clearly admits that I am the disciple with the least bias, so I will hold back if I don’t accept it!

After learning about the situation, Zhenchang Zhenjun almost laughed out loud. Although he was not the one who benefited, why did he feel so happy!

When Wu Xinyu entered the door, he saw his master smiling particularly cheerfully. He also grinned, "Master!"

True Lord Houchou: "What good thing is it that deserves your silly smile?"

The grin reaches from behind the ears, making him look as silly as he wants.

Wu Xinyu said seriously: "Report to Master, this disciple is going to retreat to build foundation!"

Zhenjun Houchong said with some annoyance: "Master will prepare it for you immediately!"

Having too many disciples is also a problem. If you don't practice well, you won't have to worry about it.

Practice hard and worry too.

It's just that the content of the worries is different. If he doesn't practice well, he worries about not doing his job properly.

He practiced hard and the growth rate was too fast. His storage ring was too empty and he couldn't bear it.

Especially in the past few years, the three disciples needed to break through the golden elixir. They not only needed the golden elixir, but also other heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as the sect's blessed land cave. These were all a huge expense.

The fourth disciple's foundation building was limited by his qualifications. He only used two foundation building pills and also needed to rent the sect's blessed land.

And the worried junior brother, Zhenjun Yueyan, even retreats from time to time.

He habitually relied on his senior brother who had brought him up since he was a child. When he didn't have any, he would get credit. When the time came, people would get the account book and ask him, the elder, for the charge.

He used to have one junior disciple, but now he has another female disciple, Qi Yaxin, which is even more worrying.

The place was full of intrusions and intrusions, which almost delayed the fifth disciple's foundation building.

Wu Xinyu said with a smile: "Uncle Junior gave me two top-grade foundation-building pills!"

While Zhenjun Houchong was pleased, he was also a little sad. He said with force, "Master will arrange a blessed land cave for you."

With so many people in the sect, the supply of caves and caves is usually in short supply.

If there is no strong relationship, it is not known whether or when he will be ranked.

With him as a master, Wu Xinyu, as a direct disciple, also has to wait in line for a while, because the quota at Jianfeng has been used up this year.

Therefore, Zhenjun Houchong went to make some arrangements.

Wu Xinyu said: "Master, I don't need to bother! My uncle said that in order to exploit us even more in the future, he has already made arrangements for me at her Immaculate Peak."

Zhenjun Houchong smiled silently. If you want to squeeze something, you should just deceive a child like Wu Xinyu.

Considering how much the Jiang family attaches great importance to their little junior sister, not only did they send out a veteran Transformation Elder to see her off with the young family head, but they also brought three Jiang family members with her.

According to the sect's regulations, only two people are allowed to be brought. It is said that the third person was left at the First Wine Shop in Fangshi.

It was not until recently that he knew that the popular Yipin Wine Shop in Zongmenfang City was actually the property of his junior sister, and the person who managed the shop was Wu Quan, the uncle of Wu Xinyu, his fifth disciple.

After learning about this situation, Lord Houchong silently touched his shriveled storage ring, feeling truly ashamed.

It's no wonder that the master is becoming more and more disgusted with him and his junior brother. Anyone who has two apprentices who are getting poorer and poorer will be miserable.

It’s just that he doesn’t know the four arts, he still doesn’t have a business mind.

Especially the second junior brother, who has been practicing for so many years and has already accepted a disciple, and is still getting old.

Look at the junior sister again. She is a big person, but she only has a few people, and she can run a prosperous business.

He knows Yipifang's wine better than anyone else. It has a fragrant aroma and a long aftertaste.

Even Nascent Soul Lords like them can feel their spiritual power increase after a few sips. Even though it is only a small amount, it is not bad.

Alas, no comparison, no comparison.

For a time, Zhenchang Zhenjun thought a lot and almost became autistic.

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Ye Lige had heard about it from time to time in his previous life as to how difficult it was to arrange the Taoist sect's blessed land cave.

Qi Yaxin in her previous life didn't worry about this because she found a sealed aura eye when she moved into Wuxia Peak.

Aura eyes are so rare.

Ye Lige got a big advantage by hiding it from others, but she didn't want to hide it from the master she relied on.

If she eats meat, she has to let others drink the broth.

In front of Master Mo Jiandao, he re-planned the formation path with the Supreme Elder and Jiang Yutang, and used this aura eye to establish three blessed places for cultivation.

One is in the back mountain, serving as Ye Lige's own training room.

The other two are built on the front peak, and direct disciples like Wu Xinyu and others can use them for free when they break through and advance.

Other Jianfeng disciples pay half the points of the sect's blessed land to rent it.

"Master, how do you think this blessed land of cultivation should be managed?"

You can't just throw a blessed land there and make money. It needs to be equipped with formations, and the formations also need to be maintained. Its operation over the years will also cost a large amount of spiritual stones, as well as a lot of follow-up management.

Mo Jiandao was filled with emotions in his heart. There was a reason why there was poverty and there was a reason why there was wealth.

His two former disciples, apart from discussing how to practice swordsmanship, would also fight in the peak from time to time.

Other people's peaks are full of life, and no matter how hard it is, they will plant some spiritual fruits and spiritual plants, which can also be a big income.

Their Jianfeng was so bare everywhere that not even a blade of grass could survive, and they had to fill holes from time to time. They were real holes, made from fighting.

It’s all mixed up like this, who is poor if Jianfeng is not poor?

The new disciple is different. This little head is very good at calculations. It's hard to say how many spiritual stones he can earn. At least he, as the master, won't provide extra subsidies.

Unlike that rebellious disciple Yue Yan, who is very old, he still reaches out to him from time to time.

I used to think that my life was short and I didn't care much about it.

Now he not only has a young apprentice to teach, but also has a life span of more than 1000 years. Naturally, he does not want others to take advantage of his old age.

"You don't need to tell others, you can make your own decisions on your own."

Ye Lige smiled, used the trick of sticking to the Fifth Elder, hugged Taoist Lord Mo Jian's arm and said, "Master is so kind, I will definitely respect Master!"