When Chu Nan woke up, he found himself lying in bed and it was already dawn.
Chu Qingqiu said as if to take credit, "Brother, I stayed by your side the whole time this time, and I didn't even try to save you. Am I awesome?"
No matter how I hear this, it doesn't sound nice.
Chu Nan just nodded.
There were two bowls of rice on the table, which were naturally brought by Chu Qingqiu from the cafeteria to Chu Nan. Chu Nan ate the white rice and felt speechless.
Although the Qingxuan Sect is poor and cannot use spiritual medicine to cook like other wealthy sects, it should be okay to make a few dishes with vegetables, right?
Chu Nan put his thoughts aside and continued to refine the talisman.
Workers, working spirit, if you don’t work hard, how can you become a superior person?
Today's batch of fifty explosive talismans has also been completed, and the rest of the time can be used as it pleases.
"Wow, brother, you are drawing talismans faster and faster. I will go give the talisman to Master."
Chu Qingqiu put away the 100 explosive talismans and was about to go find Chen Qiong to report. Chu Nan grabbed Chu Qingqiu and said, "Come back."
Chu Qingqiu was puzzled, "Why?"
"Go in the afternoon when it's getting dark."
Seeing that Chu Qingqiu still didn't understand, Chu Nan explained, "You handed in a hundred talismans early this morning. Master thinks that the limit of talismans that I can refine in a day is not fifty, but maybe seventy or eighty. Then my workload will increase again. Do you understand?"
In the entire Fufeng, other disciples can only hand in a maximum of twenty talismans a day, while Chu Nan has to hand in fifty a day, which is more than twice the workload of others.
Far ahead, far ahead.
Chu Qingqiu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then showed an expression of understanding.
Oh, I see. Brother still wants to keep a low profile.
"Let's go down the mountain." Chu Nan said.
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