Xiuxian: I have a dream space

Chapter 115 Old friend, join

"Have you heard that the second elder of the Hall of Law Enforcement was torn in half outside the Hall of Law Enforcement yesterday, blood staining the sky."

"Aren't the elders all Jindan Daoist?"

"Who can kill a Jindan in my Xuanbao Pavilion, could it be Yuanying Daxiu?"

"Hey, tearing it in half doesn't mean it's dead, and I heard that the person who did it was the commander of the law enforcement envoy. Forget it, let's not talk about it, so as not to cause trouble."

Two outer disciples were bowing their heads and whispering at the corner of the platform. When they saw Li Qingxuan landed, they glanced at him, then ended the conversation, and hurried into the Small Sutra Pavilion together.

"The leader of the law enforcement envoy attacked the second elder of the law enforcement hall in public?"

Li Qingxuan looked at the backs of the two disciples with a strange expression.

If he remembers correctly, the Envoy of Law Enforcement is also recorded as belonging to the Hall of Law Enforcement.

It's just that the disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement, internally.

The law enforcement envoys are aimed at all hostile forces outside Xuanbao Pavilion.

Is this a conflict within the Hall of Law Enforcement?
Li Qingxuan didn't have a good impression of the internal affairs of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Whether true or not.

Hearing this news, I feel a lot of joy.

He smiled lightly, and walked briskly towards the small Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

Small Sutra Pavilion, second floor.

The crazy old man is not good looking, he seems to be about twenty years old, but he has white hair.

He didn't huddle in a corner today, reading dynamic booklets, standing uncharacteristically on the pavilion on the second floor, with hands behind his back, with an inexplicable expression.

The mountain wind blows, and the white hair flutters.

It seemed that there was a little more melancholy for no reason.

Li Qingxuan knocked on the wooden frame of the pavilion outside the building, and then walked aside and sat down on a chair: "Crazy old man, what's the matter today, you look suffocated, feel wronged?"

The crazy old man didn't return, and sighed: "Yeah, I've been wronged, Qingxuan, you said, cultivating immortals, how come everyone is more vulgar than ordinary people?"

"Huh~"

Li Qingxuan bared a smile.

I thought the crazy old man was feeling melancholy, but I didn't expect to ask such philosophical words suddenly.

"Old man, you have a picture."

"Cultivating immortals is fighting for a chance!"

"What is the fight? Opportunities, resources, all have to fight!"

"One more point for you, one less point for me. It's okay when the cultivation base is low, but when the cultivation base is high, resources are scarce. Unless you are willing to practice slowly, you can only compete with others."

Cultivating immortals is to seize the good fortune of all things and create a ladder for immortals.

aura, elixir, spiritual place
Which monk doesn't want these things.

If there is no foreign object, even a cultivator with Tianlinggen has only a [-]-[-]% chance of breaking through the Nascent Soul, let alone cultivators with other aptitudes.

I don't want to be powerless and die of old age.

Do not argue, what can be done.
After listening to Li Qingxuan's words, the crazy old man was silent for a moment, shook his head, and walked down from the pavilion: "You haven't come for a few months, but you came here suddenly today, are you looking for me for something?"

Li Qingxuan chuckled: "Why can't I come to chat with you?"

As he spoke, he threw a few books on the table: "I borrowed your books before, but now they are returned to their original owners."

These books are some information on spiritual things and monsters. I borrowed them from the crazy old man before, but when I went to Spirit Lake later, I forgot to return them.

"Looking for a chat with me?"

The crazy old man looked at Li Qingxuan disdainfully: "If it was more than a year ago, I would have believed it, but now, I don't believe it."

"Why?"

Li Qingxuan asked curiously.

"Because your heart is messed up!"

The crazy old man put away the books on the table, sat down opposite Li Qingxuan, tapped on the table, and calmed down.

"I see that your aura is restrained, your mana is abundant, but your heart is full of fire, there must be something that entangles you.

And you have a cautious personality, always explain the profound things in simple terms, and don't easily offend people, so what makes you entangled, in all likelihood, is that you want to choose a certain force to join. "

He smiled: "You are a thoughtful person. You were valued by Wu Cai before. You should have thought about it a long time ago and were ready to join the Danding Palace. But because of something, you are now entangled again, so you choose to come to me. I give you advice."

After finishing speaking, the crazy old man looked at Li Qingxuan meaningfully.

Li Qingxuan:
Now he regrets coming to find the crazy old man.

People grow old.

It was him.

Li Qingxuan remained calm, with admiration in his eyes: "Great, hey, I was planning to break through the ninth level of Qi refining, so I went to participate in the assessment of the Danding Hall, but a few days ago, the three elder disciples of the Danding Hall were killed. , old man, do you understand?"

The crazy old man took out a cup of hot tea from the storage bag, took a sip, and then asked unhurriedly: "I guess it's the same thing, what's the matter, the third elder's reaction afterwards made you feel chilled?"

Li Qingxuan nodded.

"See the big from the small, and know the work from the small."

"We non-rooted outer disciples choose to join various forces, isn't it just to find a backer so that we can practice more securely?"

"As a result, in the Danding Palace, even the beginner disciples who established the foundation were not valued so much. We Qi refining disciples entered, and I am afraid that we will not be valued even more."

Maybe it was a certain sentence of Li Qingxuan that touched the crazy old man.

He put down his teacup, opened his mouth to speak, but stopped again.

In fact, his previous sad attitude was also caused by this incident.

Que Yue's death involved the Nether Corpse Cult.

The three elders of the Danding Hall all chose to turn a blind eye.

As a result, the people in the Law Enforcement Palace seemed to have taken the wrong medicine and wanted to force his son to take someone out to investigate.

His son was violent and domineering, and when he disagreed with him, he shot directly and severely injured a Jindan elder.

As a result, the atmosphere inside the Hall of Law Enforcement is now very tense and explosive.

Precisely this time.

The Yuanying Patriarch in the door didn't intend to show up.

The rain is coming.

The crazy old man was silent for a moment, sighed, and said slowly: "The death of the disciple of the Danding Palace is not as simple as it seems, and it is not convenient for me to tell you the details."

He paused, and continued: "In short, the Danding Temple is not bad for a disciple of Qi refining like you, you don't need to take it into consideration."

Li Qingxuan shook his head when he heard the words: "Forget it, I am lazy and don't want to be troublesome, old man, in our Xuanbao Pavilion, which courtyard is the most leisurely and peaceful?"

It was inconvenient for him to tell the truth, so he had to find this excuse.

The crazy old man listened to Li Qingxuan's explanation, and nodded in agreement: "It's good to have fewer things. The old man can live for so long because he has fewer things and no worries. Unfortunately, the Buddhist scriptures pavilion is an important place. You must not be able to enter."

He looked thoughtful: "The task of the Fu Yuan is heavy, and the interior of the Beast Yuan is too chaotic."

"correct!"

The crazy old man patted the table: "There is a place, very nice."

"where?"

"The warehouse!"

The crazy old man explained: "My Xuanbao Pavilion focuses on business, so I have signed cooperation agreements with many forces. There are a lot of minerals under my name, and there are many resources purchased from outsiders. Always safe."

"And the logistics center is very short of people. If you want to go in, I guess you can sign up."

After finishing speaking, the crazy old man stopped talking and picked up his teacup for a drink.

Now Xuanbao Pavilion, the interior is about to rain.

In each courtyard, there are people from all walks of life, and they can't hide if they want to hide.

On the contrary, the Qingshui yamen of the Logistics Institute serves the halls of various courtyards, and the personnel are not complicated, so it is a safe haven.

He had a good impression of Li Qingxuan.

The advice given is quite pertinent.

As for whether Li Qingxuan listened or not, he didn't care.

"The back yard?"

Li Qingxuan flipped through the information of the logistics academy in his mind.

There is not much information about this courtyard, it is a Qingshui courtyard.

Because the Logistics Institute is only responsible for resource scheduling.

What does that mean?

It is only responsible for receiving materials and delivering materials.

And this process, the amount of resources, has clear records, and the people inside will not succeed if they want to be greedy. They are just a tool for hard work but no chance for extra money.

"Forget it, anyway, I don't lack resources at the moment, so the logistics institute is the logistics institute."

Li Qingxuan thought about this clearly, no longer struggled, got up and took out a box and handed it to the crazy old man: "Next, I guess I won't be here for a long time, this will relieve your boredom."

The crazy old man opened the box curiously, and found that there were small but delicate shadow puppets inside, with interest on his face: "Is this the kind of shadow puppets that ordinary people like to watch?"

"Well, seeing that you are lonely, when you are wandering outside, I bought a set to relieve your boredom. It also has voice-changing skills and more than a dozen scripts. You can play around when you are bored."

After speaking, Li Qingxuan stood up and said goodbye.

The crazy old man felt warm in his heart.

Although his son is also filial, his character is domineering and rough, not as delicate as Li Qingxuan.

Hesitation flashed in his eyes, but his lips were still squirming, and he sent the voice transmission to Li Qingxuan: "Boy, there may be huge turmoil in the door recently, you went to the logistics yard, no matter whether there is anyone agitating, shrink back a little."

Li Qingxuan paused, did not look back, waved his hands, and continued to walk outside.

Out of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

While thinking, he flew towards the logistics yard.

The last reminder of the crazy old man, combined with the recommendation to himself, has a deep meaning.

Reminiscent of the situation in the Hurricane Canyon, and just hearing about the internal conflict in the Hall of Law Enforcement, Li Qingxuan vaguely felt in his heart that the vast Xuanbao Pavilion was about to rain.

"The sky is falling, and there is a tall man holding it up. I will try my best to break through the foundation building next time. As for the means of increasing lifespan, I will go to the dark market to inquire after the foundation is built."

Li Qingxuan restrained his mind and concentrated on flying.

He has all his belongings with him, so he doesn't need to go back to his residence to clean up after making a decision, he can just go directly to the logistics yard.

The venues of the logistics yard are distributed in the outermost periphery of the Xuanbao Pavilion. There are dozens of them, which are convenient for material transportation, but the office is not far from the Miscellaneous Hall.

Soon.

Li Qingxuan came to the logistics yard.

It was his first time here, and he couldn't help but look at it curiously.

In contrast, the loft on the other side of the Miscellaneous Hall stands tall, and the main hall is spacious. This is really a small courtyard covering an area of ​​more than ten acres, and there are no people in it.

Just about to go in.

Sudden.

Li Qingxuan paused, and turned his gaze to the side of the Miscellaneous Hall.

In the distance, a hollow sedan chair with a luxurious appearance came through the air and landed slowly towards the square of the Miscellaneous Hall.

"This sedan chair is probably a magic flying weapon, so extravagant."

Although it is a sedan chair, it is more like a big bed, except that it has a large arc-shaped roof.

These materials alone require at least thousands of spirit stones.

Li Qingxuan was about to look away.

Several scantily clad female cultivators lifted the curtains that covered them, and stood respectfully in two rows waiting underneath.

Such ostentation is quite rare in Xuanbao Pavilion.

A monk with an idea does not have the financial resources.

Those with such financial resources generally would not like to engage in such flashy things.

On the square of the Miscellaneous Hall, a large number of outer disciples who came and went were attracted by this scene and stopped to watch.

Li Qingxuan was curious and wanted to see who was sitting in the sedan chair, so that he could avoid it if he met him in the future.

After all, those who like this ostentation are mostly ignorant second-generation ancestors.

This kind of person is born to be a troublesome aggregate.

Under the watchful eyes of many people, a handsome young man wearing a thin robe stepped out of the sedan chair.

The young man's eyes were lazy and frivolous, and he didn't care about the onlookers at all. He walked barefoot and surrounded by four female cultivators towards the interior of the Miscellaneous Hall.

Li Qingxuan saw the other person's appearance clearly, but a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

It was him!

Originally thought it was a second-generation ancestor, the second generation of Xiu.

I didn't expect that person, I knew him.

The young man was none other than Wang Zifeng whom Li Qingxuan knew before.

Not seen in over six years.

The other party has matured a lot, and he is no longer as innocent as when he first came out.

"It seems to be doing well."

Li Qingxuan withdrew his gaze and walked towards the logistics yard.

He had a good impression of the former Wang Zifeng, who also regarded him as a good friend at that time.

That's why Li Qingxuan chose a more complicated way to deal with her when Wang Zifeng's sister had murderous intentions towards her.

But hearts change.

The current Wang Zifeng is not necessarily the Wang Zifeng he knew before.

Li Qingxuan didn't like this feeling.

It's better not to see each other.

In the resident of the logistics courtyard, there are no jade carvings on the fence, the bluestone pavement, and the stone pillars are the pavilions, which is a little more simple.

"Li Er, you didn't see such an obvious trap, how stupid you are."

"You know what a fart, this is clearly a deliberate seduction."

Li Qingxuan walked through the outer courtyard, only to hear movement from the hall.

Going forward to look, there are several middle-aged people gathered together, muttering and playing chess, looking like they are not doing their job properly.

"Cough cough."

Seeing this, Li Qingxuan had to cough twice to remind someone to come.

A few people glanced outside and saw that he was wearing the clothes of an outer disciple. After pushing one person out, they focused on the chessboard again.

The middle-aged man who was pushed out had an unshakable complexion, but with the presence of outsiders, he still squeezed out a smile, and walked up to Li Qingxuan: "This junior, you came to my logistics center to dispatch supplies?"

Li Qingxuan shook his head: "I have met senior brother, I came here because I want to join the logistics academy."

ha?
As soon as these words came out, not only the middle-aged man in front of him was stunned, but even the middle-aged men who were playing chess also stopped, looking at Li Qingxuan in surprise.

"You mean, you want to join the logistics academy?"

"Ah."

Li Qingxuan didn't know why several people reacted so strangely, but he still nodded.

"Interesting, come in and chat."

Might be boring tight.

Several people stopped playing chess.

They each took out barbecue wine and drinks from their storage bags, filled the table, invited Li Qingxuan to sit down, and chatted while eating.

The atmosphere is really relaxed.

"Senior brothers, why are you so surprised that I joined the logistics academy?"

Ask if you don't understand.

After toasting a few people, Li Qingxuan asked.

"Haha."

Several people heard the words, laughed and explained one after another.

It turned out that the Logistics Institute was more difficult than Li Qingxuan imagined.

The disciples of the logistics academy, the task is really simple, there is no need to escort the supplies, there is no danger, just need to register the supplies delivered from various places, guard them, and dispatch the needs inside the gate.

On the surface, apart from the fact that there is no oil and water to fish for, it is not bad to be at ease.

But that's just the surface.

First of all, the materials don’t just need to be thrown in the warehouse, they need to be well maintained.

Well maintained, no rewards, but something went wrong, hehe.
Second, there is the issue of follow-up development.

For example, if you join in the Danding Hall, even if you can't learn the alchemy method, you can get the elixir more easily, which will help your practice a little more.

It would be even more of an opportunity if he could hook up with a talented senior brother.

The rest of the courtyards also have their own advantages.

Only the logistics yard, nothing.

Therefore, only those outer disciples who are old, have mediocre aptitude, have lost the spirit of cultivation, and are unwilling to leave Xuanbao Pavilion will choose to join the logistics academy.

"Junior Brother Li, it seems that you are not very old. I am afraid that you are not even in your forties. Instead of joining our nursing home, it is better to be active and choose a courtyard that is helpful to practice."

Several people seemed to be middle-aged, but actually the youngest was 80 or [-] years old. They were in a peaceful state of mind, and they persuaded Li Qingxuan instead.

After listening to Li Qingxuan, he was even more satisfied with the logistics institute.

Without interests, there is no conflict.

Less trouble.

He just likes retirement.

Li Qingxuan raised his glass: "Brothers, thank you for reminding me, but I just chose to join the logistics academy because I was tired of practicing. Please take care of me in the future."

Seeing this, the few people didn't bother to dissuade them, they happily drank and bragged
(End of this chapter)