The soul-stirring ancient great immortal cheated on the corpse in the cultivation world Chapter 161: The Seventh Mission - Battlefields Across the Straits 4
Chapter 161: The Seventh Mission - Battlefields Across the Straits 4
Mo Yiyi's voice was not loud, but the lowest person present was at the sword infant stage. No matter how quiet Mo Yiyi's voice was, or noisy the voice of the Guanshitang, these sword cultivators with six ears could hear it clearly!
Therefore, the noisy Guanshi Hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked towards the door of the Guanshi Hall!
Wu Bing was about to come in, but Manager Qian greeted him first, and without saying a word, he took Wu Bing in his arms and went out!
After Mo Yiyi stood there for a long time, she was still worried and went out to take a look.
But just when she reached the door, Manager Qian came back with Wu Yao in his arms, and he was still smiling when he saw Noila Mo.
"Look, this is our new deputy general manager! Manager Mo! From now on, I will be the money manager. I will take Manager Mo for a while and I won't let her make any mistakes. Don't worry, Wu Bing!"
As he spoke, Manager Qian patted Wu Bing on the shoulder, as if they were two good brothers.
Seeing such behavior, Mo Yiyi trembled in her heart. She was about to say that she was not a deputy general manager, but was interrupted by Manager Qian.
"I'm going to watch them put things into storage first. Wu Bing shouldn't be cold-faced. Your apprentice is very good. She has made a contribution to the entire world of cultivation. Our Sword Sect will never forget her efforts.
Now she is the deputy general manager of our management hall. No one can bully her in the future. The sword cultivators in the entire sword sect will remember her. Even if she pokes a hole in the sky, there will still be eighty-seven Mahayana sword cultivators.
Hold on for her!"
A somewhat panicked Mo Yiyi was shocked by the number of Mahayana sword cultivators, and Manager Qian whispered to her before leaving.
"I didn't expect that there are actually eighty-seven people in the Mahayana stage of our Sword Sect. There are thirty people from the Sword Sect outside, and the remaining fifty-seven are all on the battlefield!"
Indeed, I didn’t expect it!
Eighty-seven, the number of Mahayana practitioners is almost more than the proficiency of the top five sects in Mahayana!
Mo Yiyi was a little stunned by the news, so when Manager Qian left, she couldn't come back to her senses and was still stupid.
In the end, it was Wu Bing's spiritual power that reached out and made her come back to her senses with a jolt!
Facing her master's cold face, she was a little afraid that her master would scold her.
But what she didn't expect was that Wu Bing only helped her tidy up the loose ribbon, and even played with it for a while with his spiritual power.
Wu Bing wanted to tie it firmly for her, but he thought that a tight knot would not look good on a little girl, so he fiddled with tying a bow.
It's just that he has never tied a bow before. After fiddling with it for a long time, the one he finally tied doesn't look good, and even the ribbon is thin because of his fiddling with it!
However, Wu Bing was quite satisfied. He used his spiritual power to tuck up the loose hair of his apprentice. He only stopped after the bun was stuffed until it was a little deformed.
Seeing that Noila Mo was still peeking at him with her head lowered, as if she had a guilty conscience, he sighed inwardly and spoke anyway.
"Master has to go to another sect's position to do a support mission, and it will take a long time to go there. Your master is in the Elder Hall, and you are now the deputy steward of the Hall. This matter needs to be reported to the Elder Hall.
Yes, I think your master will be here soon. Don’t be afraid. If you don’t understand anything, just ask the money manager. He has been a steward here for hundreds of years and he is familiar with everything. If you don’t know how,
Don't worry, just leave things to him. He can only do things in an orderly manner. If you are still not at ease, ask your master to come and accompany you. When the new steward takes office, the Presbyterian Church will send an elder to take charge.
Yes, just ask your master to come and accompany you."
Wu Bing paused, and after thinking for a while, he finally did not say anything to tell Mo Yiyi not to spend the spiritual stones indiscriminately.
Wu Bing, who had been on the battlefield, knew very well what a battlefield was like, and the lack of casualties was incompatible with outsiders.
Wu Bing's mood is very complicated. He really wants to favor his apprentice. The road is bright, but he is destined to go forward alone. Be good to yourself, plan more for yourself, and accumulate more. This is what a sword cultivator should do.
.
but……
Wu Bing hesitated for a long time, and finally said.
"Do what you think is right. If you really run out of spiritual stones in the future, Master Shifu will find a way for you. Don't worry about your future path. Master will always be able to hold you back."
Mo Yiyi was stunned. She didn't expect that the angry-looking master would actually say such a thing.
She pursed her lips and tried to smile, but failed. In the end she could only nod heavily to show that she understood!
Wu Bing rubbed her little head with his spiritual power and said goodbye to her.
Seeing that Wu Bing was about to leave, Manager Qian hurriedly came out and smiled at Mo Yiyi when he passed by her.
"I'll send your master off, and Mr. Mo will ask you to sit inside!"
Before Noila Mo could say anything, he had already walked several steps and caught up with Wu Bing.
Wu Bing could still speak kindly to Mo Yiyi, but he could only have a cold face towards Qian Guanshi.
Seeing his appearance, Manager Qian also felt a toothache, but there were some things he had to say.
"Steward Wu, I can't help it. The sect's resources are really tight, and you are also in charge. You should understand me."
After Wu Bing heard this, he almost laughed out of anger and snorted directly.
"I understand that our sect's resources are tight, but we can't just leave my apprentice alone! How much benefit has our sect gotten from my apprentice? Isn't it enough?"
Manager Qian grinned, thinking this was a silly statement.
"I don't know what contribution Manager Mo has made to the sect, but don't worry, here, I will definitely remember all the contributions she has made, and she will not leave any trace. I will definitely help her secure the position of Manager.
Even if she leaves in the future, she will still be the manager of our management hall, and I definitely can’t let her leave under the false pretense!"
Wu Bing thought about this and felt that his apprentice still suffered a loss.
"If my apprentice becomes the general manager here, he will definitely not be able to spend enough money. You are very good at calculating."
Manager Qian smiled apologetically and quickly explained.
"There is no other way. You also know what the battlefield is like. It is like a meat grinder. I dare not count the number of disciples of Jianzong who die every year! How many of them die directly on the battlefield, and how many of them die
After he was snatched back, he died because he couldn't be treated, and my heart was broken... I looked at the numbers every day, and I really couldn't do anything!"
As Manager Qian spoke, his eyes turned red.
A dignified sword cultivator at the stage of becoming a god, his voice sounded even louder now.
"Do you know how many people can be saved with the things your apprentice took out today?" Manager Qian stretched out his hands and gestured to him over and over again.
"Do you know this number? At least this number! And those defensive formations! Our Sword Sect has the best formation master, the best formation master in the entire cultivation world! But we can't open it! We can't afford it!
No matter how good the magic circle is, we can’t afford it, so we can only use people to fill it. What do people outside say about us? They say that all the sword cultivators in our Sword Sect are war madmen who don’t care about their lives on the battlefield! But we are true
Don’t you want your life? No, we can’t afford it!! We can only use our disciples’ lives to pay for it!!”
At this point, Manager Qian's tears really fell.
Wu Bing also fell silent at this time.
How could he not understand these words that Manager Qian said?
This is not his first time on the battlefield. How can he not know what the battlefield is like?
Wu Bing closed his eyes, but finally said.
"You can't let my apprentice suffer. She is just a little girl with a pseudo-spiritual root. She usually likes beautiful clothes and jewelry. She does have a spiritual stone, but it is her spiritual stone. She usually buys beautiful clothes.
Jewelry, eat a spiritual fruit and spiritual plant and enjoy it, maybe it will only last a hundred years..."
"Wu Bing, don't worry, I won't let her suffer. The things she brought out are enough for us to repair them for a year. After one year, we will be relieved. By then, we will definitely not fight this war again."
It’s so difficult! We, the disciples of the Sword Sect, will remember her goodness for the rest of our lives. As long as she lives, we will remember her love for a day, and no one can touch her!"
"It's better like you said."
With these words behind him, Wu Bing walked away in the air.
Manager Qian watched Wu Bing leave, and then wiped his face to wipe away the embarrassment on his face. He quickly took out the messenger stone, and the call was quickly connected.
"Brother! Did you know that we have a great philanthropist here? It's the little friend named Mo Yiyi. Let me tell you..." Manager Qian snapped the things that Mo Yiyi took out when he arrived at the manager's hall.
Everything and the decisions he made were all told in one go.
He didn't speak until he finished speaking.
"Now that I've said this, senior brother, you must take care of this matter for me. This Manager Mo is really compassionate. Really, she just helps people in need!"
The other person listened to the other person talking about it for a long time. He waited until he took a breath before speaking.
"Have you been infected by the followers of the evil god over there on the battlefield who keep your mouth shut about helping those who are suffering and have a compassionate heart? I know the disciple you are talking about. What you did is right. I will discuss it with the elders. Don't worry.
Okay. Her identity is a bit special. From the day she joined the Sword Sect, some people have been trying to take advantage of her. Elder Wu Yao and Manager Wu have been protecting the prison, but no one has succeeded. This time I will organize people to clear it out.
, starting from today, I will definitely not let some people’s claws touch her body.”
As soon as Manager Qian heard this, he knew that Mo Yiyi's identity was different, and immediately asked curiously.
"Senior brother, what's so special about Manager Mo's identity?" Isn't she just a fake spiritual root?
"Don't ask about this matter. It won't do you any good if you know it. Just be your manager and cooperate with her work well. Don't let her suffer a loss without realizing it."
Manager Qian nodded, then remembered that the other party couldn't see him and responded.
"Senior brother, please don't worry. If something happens, I will definitely not let Mr. Mo take care of me. Our entire management department cannot let this happen!"
The man on the other side of the messenger muttered something, but Manager Qian didn't hear it clearly. He wanted to ask again, but found that the person on the other side had hung up!
The money manager wasn't angry after being hung up on the messenger. After all, who kept his senior brother busy?
Guanshi Qian's background is very strong. His master is a Mahayana master, and his senior sister is also a Mahayana master. His senior brother is the second in the hierarchy. However, his senior brother doesn't like him to call him second senior brother, so he just calls him second senior brother in daily life.
His senior brother.
His senior brother is the leader of the Jian Zong who never sees the beginning or end of the dragon. He is extremely busy every day. All the big and small affairs of the Jian Zong will eventually be summarized to him. Manager Qian has always felt that he has never been able to see his senior brother.
It's because he was locked up in a small dark room by his master, where he dealt with sect affairs day and night!
Of course, this is just his random imagination.
Manager Qian is a close disciple of his master. Now in the stage of becoming a god, he works as a deputy steward on the battlefield. His position may not seem to be high, but in reality he is as powerful as the Dinghai Shenzhen.
After all, he is a genuine direct descendant of the Sword Sect.
Manager Qian adjusted his mood, shook off those who were unhappy, and returned to the manager's hall with brisk steps and a cheerful look.
When he entered the room, he saw the newly appointed Manager Mo looking over and he said quickly.
"Don't worry, your master will be back for a while. He also told you to work hard and try to become a deputy to a full-time employee!"
Seeing that Manager Qian was in a good mood, Mo Yiyi didn't see any obvious injuries on her body. Although she didn't believe what he said, she breathed a sigh of relief.
It's okay if there's no fight. It seems that the master is not very angry.
With this in mind, Mo Yiyi, the newly appointed general manager, opened the general ledger in his hand and asked the money manager.
"The sword's wear and tear expense has always been in deficit. Now it has been accumulated for so long, and the sect has not reimbursed it. What do they do?"
Well, Manager Qian sighed again and started talking to Mo Yiyi.
"There's nothing we can do about it. We can only let them figure it out on their own."
"..."
"If there is really no other way and the natal sword is almost worn out, let them go back and earn spiritual stones to repair it themselves."
Noila Mo held her forehead in her heart again.
It is truly a miraculous thing that these sword cultivators from the Sword Sect did not riot!
Mo Yiyi looked at the 7 million high-grade spiritual stones that had been reimbursed in the storage compartment, and then took out another 3 million, which was considered to have filled the hole.
It's not that Mo Yiyi has nothing to spend his money on, it's really something like the natal sword. Once it's broken, you really can't delay it. It's easy to drag a small injury into a big crack. If the natal sword accidentally breaks later, then the sword cultivator himself
It will also damage the foundation!
Wu Bing's sword had been broken once before, but his was a pair of swords, and if one was broken, the other would be broken, so although he was injured, he did not damage the foundation.
However, looking at the entire Sword Sect, how many sword cultivators are able to wield two swords?
Not all a single seedling grows by pulling, if it breaks, it is not a trivial matter!
Therefore, this money really cannot be saved, and the previous debts have also been paid, so that they can repair the natal sword as soon as possible.
Steward Qian rubbed his hands and hurriedly called for people to come over and put the Bi Lingshi into his account. The steward's office was very busy for a while!
At this moment, Wu Yao stepped through the door.
He stood at the door and couldn't help but lick his fangs when he looked at the things here. These were all the things of his disciples!
But to be able to achieve the position of elder, Wu Yao still has a view of the overall situation.
Before coming, the chief elder of the Presbyterian Hall also talked with him and told him about the top-to-bottom decisions of the Jianzong, so that Wu Yao could relax and know that the Jianzong would not lose Mo Yiyi.
Wu Yao rolled his eyes at the great elder at that time. With so many spiritual stones and heavenly materials and earthly treasures smashed down, it was enough to hire the entire Sword Sect to protect her for a hundred years. What kind of benefit was this?
Therefore, Wu Yao and the great elder had been arguing for a long time, so they arrived a little late.
Of course, the result was good. In the end, Wu Yao came after he was satisfied. The sect still needed to discuss the conditions he proposed, and the result would have to wait.
Wu Yao entered the door and walked to Mo Yiyi. Only then did Mo Yiyi feel him. When he raised his eyes, he saw the master who was stretching his neck to read the account book.
"Master!~"
After being called sweetly by his disciple, Wu Yao felt better and had a smile on his face, but he said to the account book.
"These are all old accounts that have been accumulated for I don't know how many years. If you want to fill them all in, it will be almost an astronomical figure. The amount of spiritual stones for repairing the natal sword can be less, because most of the disciples only
I will apply once and find out that I will not apply again after being rejected. The statistics above are actually small amounts of money. But other things cannot be solved by small amounts of money. So put those accounts aside first. It is best to start your accounts from
Now start calculating how much each expenditure will cost. This way, you will be relaxed and everything in the future will be able to run normally."
After hearing this, Noila Mo felt it made sense, but Manager Qian shook his head.
"It can't be done. If we do this, the disciples who were rejected before will probably be dissatisfied."
"There's nothing we can do about it. Why didn't Jian Zong have a rich manager before?"
As he spoke, Wu Yao turned his hand, and a golden thing appeared in his palm.
He reached out to pick up the disciple token from Mo Yiyi's waist and pressed the golden thing into it. After the name of Mo Yiyi's disciple token, there were two more small words - General Manager!
This means that the Presbyterian Church has recognized Mo Yiyi’s identity as the general manager. There is not even a subtitle, he is directly the general manager!
Manager Qian subconsciously glanced at his disciple card. The words "Deputy General Manager" on it had reappeared, which meant that he was still the Deputy General Manager.
After taking a look, Manager Qian put the matter behind him and said it with all his strength.
"It really doesn't work. If you think about it, it's best to clear it all. This way, the disciple's will to fight will be stronger."
Elder Wu Yao sneered and pointed directly at the red number without turning the page.
"Seventy-three billion top-quality spiritual stones, who do you want to return them to?"
Manager Qian glanced at Noila Mo subconsciously, but Wu Yao directly interrupted his delusion.
"This is one of them. How much of a deficit do you have here? You let my disciple pay for it all. Let's not talk about whether my disciple has so many top-quality spiritual stones. Even if she does, are you embarrassed?"
Manager Qian shut up. Thinking about it carefully, the 7.3 billion is indeed too much.
Noila Mo saw that the money manager was wilted, so she thought about it and said.
"Then just follow what my master said, let's forget about those old issues and start operating from now on."
Manager Qian quickly said expectantly again.
"At least, at least tying up the few ones can give everyone some hope."
Mo Yiyi thought for a moment and glanced at Wu Yao again.
Wu Yao did not interfere with Mo Yiyi's decision. After all, it was Mo Yiyi who was the manager. He only intervened before because he couldn't stand the money manager and pushed his disciple into the fire pit. Now it was Mo Yiyi's turn to make the decision.
Seeing that Wu Yao didn't respond, Mo Yiyi looked through the deficits and arrears and picked out the three with the smallest amounts.
"Let's tie these three first, and also get some delicious food to give to our fellow disciples on the front line as a toothpaste."
One of these three cards is for food. The debt is not much. It's not that Jian Zong pays attention to the food of the disciples and allocates money, but that Jian Zong provides dry and hard flour pancakes, which are hard enough to kill people.
, the kind of pancakes that mortals eat!
Therefore, almost all the disciples of the Sword Sect who are able to do so are doing so, and the low-level disciples who cannot do so are also striving to be able to do so as soon as possible.
The amount of this list is not large, but it has been accumulated over the years. It means that Mo Yiyi can settle it without blinking an eye, and she has also emptied her reserve of low-grade spiritual stones, which counts as this.
Quarterly food expenses.
Although it is impossible to provide spiritual fruits and rice, at least there will be meat and vegetables in the food.
Although what Jian Zong purchased was still ordinary rice, flour, grains, oils, meat, vegetables and eggs, it was still better than raw Ken’s pancakes that were harder than bricks!
Next comes the repair of the disciples' clothes. The total number of this list is not large, because the disciples basically repaired the ones that could be repaired by themselves, and the ones reported were all scrapped and could no longer be repaired.
The sword sect's disciples' clothing repair skills are still very strong. Even if your clothes end up in strips, as long as you can pick up all the fragments, you will only have five contribution points if you repair them all.
Therefore, there are really not many reports, most of them are lost or can't be found in pieces.
This part was also reimbursed by Mo Yiyi, and the reserve of mid-grade spiritual stones was also emptied.
The last order is a bit different, it is a water subsidy for Jianzong disciples.
Because this dirty air is so polluting, the water covered by black clouds cannot be used at all. Even if the areas covered by dark clouds are excluded, the water within a hundred miles radius is polluted in different ways.
For this reason, if the disciples want to use water, they can only fly out of this polluted area and go to other places to fetch water.
However, as we all know, swordsmen are poor and water storage containers are so expensive. If they want to use water, they can only pool their resources together and buy one together.
The monks don't need to eat or drink, but after the battle, they must clean themselves up.
Although there are techniques to clean oneself, it can only be removed roughly. If you want to get it clean, you still need to wash it with water.
This water subsidy refers to the amount reported after the water storage container is broken or lost.
Those disciples who are still using it, even though they know that their sect is poor, have not reported it!
The water problem was indeed a big problem. After Mo Yiyi wiped off this part of the bill, she took out seven kettles.
"These are magical instruments that can flow out clean water. If you are afraid of contamination, you can put them in the isolation circle for use. As long as it has spiritual power, it can continuously flow out water. There is a spring inside, which is very convenient for monks to use."
It was such a good thing. After hearing this, Manager Qian couldn't help but his eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Wu Yao said coolly from the side.
"If it's broken and lost, you have to pay for it according to the price!"
Manager Qian went to hold the kettle and paused, then looked pitifully at Noila Mo, who nodded this time.
"Yes, this is my personal thing. I can let everyone use it, but if it is broken, I have to pay compensation according to the price. Each one is a high-grade spiritual stone."
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