After that, A-Jiang joined the patrol team. There were six people in the team. The lowest cultivation level was Ning Anran, who was only at the third level of Qi Refining, and the highest was A-Jiang.
The other one was Qiu Zihe, whom A-Jiang had met once before. At that time, A-Jiang had a deep impression of this brother and sister from the mortal world.
The other person had changed a lot in the two years. She only remembered the name after thinking for a while when everyone introduced them.
This young man has grown a lot and is now at the fifth level of Qi Refining, advancing faster than A Jiang.
I wonder how his sister, Qiu Fangfei, is doing.
After joining the patrol team, A-Jiang discovered that the team was very inefficient, always returning last, which fueled the growing discontent among the members.
"Junior Sister Ning, you need to practice your Wind Control Technique more often. You're wasting our time every day," Feng Jinyu complained.
Ning Anran lowered her head and said pitifully, "I'm sorry, senior brother, my cultivation level is too low."
Seeing her like this, Feng Jinyu couldn't say anything more. Tang Shaofeng, another round-faced youth in the group, said, "Junior Sister Ning, why don't you go to the Spirit Beast Garden and buy a crane? Cranes are gentle and fast."
"But cranes are very expensive." Ning Anran, a mere handyman disciple, where would she get the money to buy a spirit beast like a crane?
Wan Fangfang is at the fourth level of Qi Refining, which is slightly better than Ning Anran, but she still has some difficulty keeping up with the group. She and Ning Anran are the lowest in cultivation.
"Hmph, don't you have a powerful senior sister? She's at the eighth level of Qi Refining. She just peeks through her fingers, and that's enough for you to enjoy." Feng Jinyu's tone was somewhat sarcastic.
Ajahn smiled.
Seeing the expectant looks in Wan Fangfang and Ning Anran's eyes, A Jiang's expression remained unchanged:
"How come I didn't know my hand gaps were this big? But I did hear that Junior Brother Feng comes from a family with a long history of learning. His ancestors have been from Peach Blossom Village for generations. His foundation is far beyond what a small cultivator like me can compare to."
Feng Jinyu was from Taoyuan Village. After her spiritual root was discovered, she joined the Qinglian Sect.
His ancestors had accumulated good karma, giving him a triple spiritual root, which is an average aptitude in the cultivation world. He only became an outer disciple because of family connections, and now he leads a patrol team in the Hall of Affairs.
However, he himself felt that being born in Taoyuan Village was a shameful thing, which meant that his ancestors were all servants, and he looked down on servants.
So now his face turned red, and he looked at A-Jiang angrily.
A-Jiang didn't want to incur hatred for no reason, so he changed the subject and said:
“I’ve heard of a kind of talisman ship that isn’t expensive. Junior Brother Feng has many connections, so why don’t we think of a way to pool our money and buy one together?”
A-Jiang said this with a smile, which was also a form of flattery towards Feng Jinyu.
The others had also heard of it, but they were clearly still hesitant. Ning Anran said:
"I heard that this talisman ship isn't cheap, and it has a limited lifespan; what if it gets damaged by then..."
Wan Fangfang and Qiu Zihe remained silent; neither of them were wealthy.
Qiu Zihe's spiritual root is considered good among these people, but in the entire Qinglian Sect, it is only average. He is not yet worthy of the sect's attention and is currently just an ordinary outer disciple.
Tang Shaofeng supported the idea, saying, "I think it's a good idea. If we waste time like this every day, the disciples in charge will be dissatisfied with us long ago. Moreover, we have less time to cultivate. How can we advance our ranks like this?"
This is indeed a question that everyone is very concerned about. Chu Yufeng has ten patrol teams like theirs.
Including other peaks, they would encounter three to five groups of people every day.
The requirements for these squads are not high. They are simply to patrol along different routes every day, record what they see, and send out a signal if monsters appear. Different signals are used for different situations.
The higher-ranking disciples will handle the rest; they don't need to worry about it.
Although it's simple, it takes a lot of effort and time, especially with someone like Ning Anran, whose cultivation level is low, dragging us down.
Qiu Zihe asked, "How long can this talisman ship be used, and how many spirit stones will it cost?"
He still has some savings, and if the price isn't too high, he's willing to pay it.
Everyone looked at Feng Jinyu, who cleared his throat and said, "About eighty spirit stones, enough for ten months, and can carry eight people."
“It’ll cost about fourteen spirit stones per person, saving us an hour each day. It can accommodate six people, and the time it takes is acceptable. Plus, we might even be able to cultivate on the talisman ship,” A-Jiang said with a smile. “What do you all think?”
Everyone was tempted; it was a great deal.
"I agree with this idea," Tang Shaofeng said first.
However, a few people looked hesitant, so Feng Jinyu asked, "What do you fellow disciples think?"
“I agree, but…” Ning Anran looked at Wan Fangfang, but Wan Fangfang didn’t say anything.
"Could it be that you're short on spirit stones?" Feng Jinyu asked knowingly.
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