After returning to Fushan, Yaorao reorganized into her life of practicing Fushan's senior brothers every day.

Ling was still as cold as before, but she would quietly smile at her when she passed by Yaorao.

Zhong Linzi was ignorant of what happened to Yaorao, and she still scolded her disciples so harshly every day to practice basic skills. But Yaorao always felt that the old man Zhong Linzi, who seemed to care about nothing, seemed to have guessed something from him, but he didn't say it out.

Because Yaorao and Ling's Seal were a little popular in the battle in the Tianmen battlefield, the upper class of the Shenzong praised the disciples of Fushan, and even after a few days, they rewarded some medicines and materials that Fushan disciples could not touch on them on weekdays.

Several Qingyi's supervisors came to read a document praising the two of them for their outstanding military achievements, and then put down several large wooden boxes on the ground to show the praises of Yaorao and Ling from the upper class of the Shenzong.

"Wow! There are so many three spirit liquids!"

After seeing the disciple in charge leave, the senior brothers Fu Shan who were just so well-behaved suddenly became a group of monkeys jumping up and down!

The excited senior brother Qi smiled at the hands of a box of neatly-coded San Ling Liquid!

According to Fushan's quota, each disciple's monthly payment is only four pieces of San Ling Liquid, one piece of blood clot, Juling Pill, Xizhi Pill, and Anti-toxic Pill, and three pieces of Jinzhu.

These monthly payments are really pitifully small, but when I recall that the manager of the Shenzong despised Fu Shan, and even had to deduct such a small quota. I know how unpopular Fu Shan's status in the Shenzong is.

Yaorao remembers that when she first arrived in Fushan, she had a big fuss with the Second Division. Senior Brother Seven went to the management room for this matter.

Now that I think about the scene that day, I still remember it vividly, and the friendship between me and the senior brothers in Fushan was cultivated from the repeated nosebleeds in the group fight.

"Hehehehe..."

Yaorao looked at Senior Brother Seven in the Crazy Joy, her eyes were smiling with a curved smile. She whistled and shouted: "I finally made a profit this time!"

She counted out the box and found that there were more than 300 pieces of three spirit liquids. So many body-tempering liquids can be used by Fushan disciples for nearly a year, which is indeed a great reward.

"Come on, come on, senior brother, please divide it." The enchanting smiled sweetly and pulled the senior brother who was squatting beside him washing the bedding, and asked him to distribute the medicine pills.

"How is this good?" The eldest brother scratched his head silly, feeling that the good things in front of him were all rewarded by the sect to Ajiu and the second guy. How could he share them with other senior brothers?

Seeing the elder brother scratching the soap bubbles, Yao Rao immediately burst into laughter.

"So what if it's mine? I just like to take out the points!"

"Yes, yes! What's wrong with it? They're all their own family anyway..." Just as the eldest brother was shirking his responsibilities, the fat man, who had already been dissatisfied with his long-awaited desire, was already drooling.

"Ajiu is the best. I will definitely give you a few three-spirit liquid to Senior Brother Six, right?" The fat man twisted his big butt and squeezed his chest and threw his eyes at Yaorao desperately, which immediately made Yaorao feel chills in her heart.

"Senior Brother Six, don't squeeze me with your big breasts. Let's go away, everyone has it, and they all go!"

The enchanting yelled loudly, so the disciples of Fushan immediately rushed up in a noisy way.

People who practice in the sect rely heavily on the support of various spiritual medicines. There are very few illusion cultivators like Yaorao who have entered the third decline of heaven and man who have not borrowed medicine.

Because of its weak power, Fushan has never received much monthly gift from the sect. Therefore, when he saw a few boxes of three spirit liquid, everyone showed a fanatical expression. This was not a covetous reward for Yaorao and Ling, but it was just a desire for the weak to seek strength. Especially when he saw the evil fire on Lao Qi was controlled and his strength exploded, Ajiu and Ling were also supported by the sect, other Fushan disciples who were used to living in obscurity also began to discipline themselves more strictly.

No one doesn't want to be a strong man.

"Ahhhh! Ah Jiu is the best! Ah Jiu is the best!"

The fourth senior brother clapped his hands and picked Yaorao up and threw it into the sky. Everyone immediately joined the battle to grab the people, throwing Yaorao so much that she didn't touch the floor with a stick of incense.

"Hahahahahaha..." The laughter of everyone echoed in the valley.

Old man Zhong Linzi stood aside and smiled and touched his beard, with a joyful expression on his cheeks.

Since this little disciple entered the mountain gate, Fushan has been lucky and even the disciples have become lively.

In fact, the seven senior brothers were not greedy. Each of them only took a few pieces of three spiritual liquid and a very small number of various medicines. Most of the rest were piled up in Yaorao and Ling's rooms respectively.

Yaorao did not shirk her responsibility, anyway, her share would be given to the senior brothers in the end.

Because she planned to leave in a few days! From then on, she abandoned the identity of "Fushan Yuchi"!

Although Ying Tianqing escaped into the Han Bone Cave to avoid her problem, she had already confirmed a place in her heart because she was holding a dead bone from the powerful Tianmen Sect in her hand.

The fourth peak.

A breath of attraction to the Tianmen Fallen Bone came from the fourth peak of the Shenzong. I was afraid that the Fallen Bone of the Ying clan was hidden in the fourth peak. Yaorao had calculated hundreds of times and had a general idea in her mind, so she was so itchy that she wanted to give it a try.

The blood ancestor's imprint was on his back, just like the master's advice I heard in the Dragon Transformation Blood Pool that day echoed in my heart.

There are many things that cannot be delayed by yourself, and you can only run forward step by step!

After finally being placed on the ground by the senior brothers, his charming face was flushed and his little face was filled with a flower-like smile.

She didn't want Fu Shan's senior brothers to feel abnormal, so she enjoyed the rest of her leisure time happily, and then quietly stayed away from their lives... This was the only thing she could do for Fu Shan in the end...

Quietly disappearing into their world.

"Oh! There is also a reward! Hahaha! It's actually a bag of gold baht!"
Chapter completed!