Chapter 6: Completely Poor
"Don't you need to practice?" In memory, direct disciples often have to work harder than other disciples.
Speaking of this, Qi Jiu was proud, "I practice very quickly, I can go out and play whenever I want."
As a genius, you will always receive privileges that others can't envy.
He can always learn many things in a shorter time than others, and he spends the rest of his time playing.
As he spoke, Qi Jiu suddenly realized that Yan Mo's cultivation level was only at the weak third level of Qi Refining.
It seemed like he was being quite discouraged by what he said, so he quickly comforted her, "Don't worry, even though you're still only at the third level of Qi Refining at your age, as long as you work hard, you'll definitely be very powerful!"
As he said this, he made a gesture to encourage people to work hard.
Yan Mo: “…”
It seems like I was comforted but also like I wasn’t comforted…
But Yan Mo didn't care. Her cultivation was weak to begin with, so what he said was not wrong.
As the two were talking, they had already arrived at a courtyard.
That's right, it's a courtyard! Not the kind of dormitory you'd find in the Liuxu Sect!
"Here, this is your yard. Master has already sent someone to clean it up for you. See if you like it."
My yard?
Yan Mo didn't quite understand and asked tentatively, "Who else lives in this yard?"
Qi Jiu looked at her strangely, "No one is living here, otherwise how could I give it to you?"
"I live alone in a yard?" Yan Mo exclaimed.
"Yes, although our Xuanmi Sect is poor, we are very kind to our disciples, and the place is very large. These courtyards were built a long time ago. Many years ago, the Xuanmi Sect was relatively wealthy."
“We personally teach everyone to have a yard.”
Qi Jiu pointed in another direction and said, "Hey, just walk a little over there and you'll find my yard. Come and play with me when you're bored!"
Yan Mo was stunned!
Owning an independent courtyard! Is this something a loser like me deserves to own?
He Yueying, the heroine of the original novel, was very much loved in the Liuxu Sect, and they made an exception and gave her a small single room!
The other disciples all had three of them squeezed into one single room!
Because of this, He Yueying boasted about it openly and secretly for a long time!
If she knew that I, the useless and unknown person whom she always looked down upon, actually had my own independent courtyard.
Tsk tsk, Yan Mo couldn’t imagine what kind of wonderful expression she had.
Qi Jiu led Yan Mo into the yard and introduced them to her one by one.
The courtyards of the descendants are roughly the same, so Qi Jiu is familiar with them.
The yard is not particularly big, but it is very quiet. It is very suitable for meditation and also for lying down quietly. It is big enough for one person to live in.
Various unknown plants were planted in the yard. Yan Mo had never seen these plants in China, nor were they in her original body's memory.
Yan Mo has always been interested in plants and will study them in depth in the future.
There are several pavilions in the yard, some large and some small, and several winding cobblestone paths.
Overall, it gives people a very comfortable and relaxing feeling.
Qijiu walked along the main road to the room.
When I opened the door, I found the house was clean and tidy, with all kinds of daily furniture. The water in the teapot on the table was still warm, and even the bed was made with brand new bedding.
Yan Mo, who felt adrift, felt a warmth in her heart when she saw this scene.
Here, there is a feeling of "home".
At this moment, the panic he felt when he learned that he had a perverted master had subsided a lot.
It’s hard to imagine that Gan Fanfan was such a caring and warm person before she became abnormal.
Then, Qi Jiu took Yan Mo to the cafeteria.
It was getting dark at this time and it was time for dinner. Yan Mo was hungry after running around all day.
Qi Jiu didn't care. He was already in the early stage of the Golden Elixir and could practice fasting, so he didn't feel hungry.
But Qi Jiu still diligently led Yan Mo to queue up for steamed buns.
That’s right, it’s steamed buns!
There were only steamed buns for dinner!
Yan Mo immediately asked the question that concerned her most.
"We in the Xuanmi Sect don't only have steamed buns for every meal, right?"
Qi Jiu nodded, shattering Yan Mo's last hope, "Yes, every meal is steamed buns."
Yan Mo looked at the big white steamed bun in her hand and her whole face wrinkled.
Before she traveled through time, she was from the south and didn't particularly like eating steamed buns. It was okay to eat them occasionally, but if she ate them every day, could she survive?
What happened to the promise of being very good to the disciples?
Qi Jiu seemed to see what Yan Mo was thinking and coughed twice awkwardly.
"Well, our sect has become increasingly poor in recent years. Being able to eat steamed buns is already very good!" A few years ago, in addition to steamed buns, we also had some pickles to eat.
Qi Jiu said this, still worried that Yan Mo might have some bad ideas, and quickly explained, "Don't blame Master, he doesn't know how to make money, he has already tried his best!"
Alas, Yan Mo sighed helplessly.
No wonder even the identity cards are made of wood. Most sects use jade cards. It turns out it’s because they are poor.
No wonder Gan Fanfan's eyes lit up when I took out a mid-grade spirit stone, and he accepted me as his disciple without hesitation.
However, it is already good enough that I have a relatively safe place to live now, and I have no right to be picky.
He resigned himself to his fate and started eating the steamed bun.
"By the way, do we have to go to Master later? Isn't there usually a ceremony or something like that when accepting a disciple?"
Yan Mo suddenly thought of this big problem.
She doesn't want to meet the perverted Gan Fanfan! !
But it was almost dark, and Qi Jiu had no intention of taking him to the main peak.
When Qi Jiu heard this, he started coughing awkwardly again...
"Well, our sect is short of funds, so we've already waived all these rituals and rules. Once you've received your ID card and disciple uniform, you're a disciple of the Xuanmi Sect!"
Well. . . . .
All right.
This answer refreshed Yan Mo's understanding of Xuanmi Sect's poverty. It was really extremely poor!
I still remember that when He Yueying was accepted as a personal disciple, the apprenticeship ceremony was very grand.
The original text wrote that in order to show her importance to this ceremony, He Yueying fasted and bathed, and dressed very formally.
As for myself, Gan Fanfan brought me into Xuanmi Sect, and once I threw myself away, I was gone.
This comparison is really shabby.
But none of this matters. What matters is that he has an independent courtyard that He Yueying couldn't even dream of!
This is a real benefit! In the future, it will be much more convenient for me to practice meditation, lie down, or research something!
Such a big yard for one person to live in, it's just a random thing! Hehe.
After finishing the steamed buns, Qi Jiu sent Yan Mo back to her yard, left a book on basic cultivation methods, and left.
There is a formation in the yard, and the lights will automatically turn on at night. If you need to turn off the lights, just use spiritual power to hit the place where the lights are turned off.
Just like a modern smart remote control light.
Yan Mo sat on the bed, finally having some quiet time alone.
He poured out the spirit stones from the Qiankun bag and counted them carefully again. This was all his belongings.
999 medium-grade spirit stones, and nothing else.
After putting away the spirit stone, Yan Mo sat cross-legged and opened the book left by Qi Jiu.
The text inside is different from modern ones, but Yan Mo has the original owner's memories, so she can understand all these texts.
After quickly reading the book, Yan Mo closed her eyes and began to practice according to the methods in the book, feeling the spiritual energy around her.
After a while, Yan Mo saw that there were countless colorful light spots jumping around!
There aren't many light spots, but the colors are very mixed.
Each color of light spot represents a kind of spiritual power. People with the same spiritual roots can see the spiritual power light spots of that color.
Looking at the colorful surroundings, Yan Mo sighed that her spiritual roots were really mixed!
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