Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 1083 Goodbye Qin Huali, an old Confucian

"Gongliang, I'm rich."

Ayina shook her two braids and said excitedly: "Now the old bird gives me money every month, so I have money. I can buy whatever I want. It is no longer like before, when I have no money to buy things. "

Although it was a long time ago and everyone around her knew about it, she still couldn't wait to tell everyone who didn't know the happy news.

"Is he so nice?" Gong Liang asked in surprise.

"Um"

Ayina nodded her head heavily, the old bird is treating her well now.

However, Gongliang noticed something tricky from the ensuing conversation.

You must know that Ayina used to work at Qin Huali for no wages, but later she returned to the tribe and brought a few girls over. Qin Huali was afraid that they would run away in collusion because they were too tired to work, so she reluctantly gave it to her. I paid a little wages.It wasn't until Ayina was able to play low-level magical weapons that Qin Huali began to give her a commission, but it was very small, and it was not paid until the end of the month.In this way, Ayina thanked Dade and gave Qin Huali a good man award.

It's just that compared to before, Ayina's life is undoubtedly much better.

The Mo sect had withered talent in the Great Wilderness and was under the protection of the Da Yan Department. In order to get closer to each other, Qin Huali finally accepted Ayina and several Da Yan girls as disciples.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise. Although the people of Dayan were inflexible and unable to innovate, they were able to build them according to the mechanism pattern he gave.For a branch of the Mohist sect that has gone far away like Qin Huali, the most important thing is not to develop and innovate, but to inherit.

With the ability of Dayan people, innovation may not be enough, but it is more than enough to pass on the sect.

It's a pity that he is not a native of the East, which is Qin Huali's biggest regret.

Not being a native of Dongtu meant that he would not be able to inherit the position of Mo Sect's great son, so he had to continue looking for disciples of Dongtu.

While talking, Ayina swaggered forward with Gongliang and the others.After a while, Gong Liang found that they were walking in the direction where the Yanbu was stationed in the temple.

Sure enough, after a while, they arrived at Dayan's residence.

Just at noon, the people in the station gathered together for dinner.

Ayina walked to the door of the kitchen on the left with a group of people, and shouted at a Dayan man who was cooking for others: "Longka, get me a bucket of rice and a pot of tiger bean stewed beef, and then give me They also make a copy."

Gongliang thought that she really invited him to dinner, but he didn't expect to come to the station to make a living.

After Ayina finished her orders, she turned her head and said seriously to Gongliang: "Our tribal rice is cooked with low-grade Lingmi. It's very delicious, and it can also build strength after eating."

Longka heard Aina's words, and stretched out his head to look at Gongliang and the others.

He didn't know Gongliang, and when he saw Jing Shu and the others from the East, he couldn't help but wonder: "Ayina, the food in the resident can only be eaten by our tribesmen, and outsiders are not allowed to come and eat."

Ayina stared and shouted: "You bastard, are you just like the four idiots, your brain is broken and you don't know people anymore. I don't even look at who this is. He is Gongliang from the ancestral land. The last ten-year festival No.1 in the group arena, winner of hundreds of battles in a row. If he can't eat here, who else can come."

How could Ryuka know this.

"Hurry up and cook, hurry up and cook." A few girls next to them shouted impatiently.

Although Longka is thick and strong, he has just left the tribe to go out for training.

Now being yelled at by several women, I feel so shameless, I can't help but look at the clansmen who are eating, hoping that they will uphold justice.

The barren people who were eating noticed his gaze, pretended not to see it, and started to eat.Just kidding, how can tribal girls be easy to deal with?It’s okay if it’s not in the past, if it was beaten to the ground by those girls in the past when it was upholding justice, it’s not like you will be laughed to death if it spreads.

Longka didn't expect these guys to be so disrespectful. Fortunately, he usually beat them a little more when cooking, and the food didn't shake. Next time, he must follow others and shake a few more times so that they can't see the meat.

"Little thing, where's my meal?"

Long Ka was thinking about how to take revenge, when he suddenly heard a shout coming from his ear, and when he turned his head, he saw the yellow-browed and red-faced elder Dao Meng appear beside him at some point.

"Elder, your premium Lingmi is warming inside, I'll go get it right away."

"Um"

Dao Meng responded, turned his head and looked around, found Gongliang, and wondered why he was here.Looking at it again, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted: "Boy, why is your cultivation base so high?"

I remember that when this little thing left the Great Wilderness to travel to the Eastern Land, he was still in the realm of the cave or the spirit transformation. Why did he go to the realm of illusion after a few years of absence.

How can this be?

He thought he was dazzled, so he looked at it again, but found that it was still phantom silence.

For a moment, his eyes almost popped out.

Gong Liang scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "When the sect was free, I devoted myself to cultivation. I never thought that after practicing, I would reach this state."

When Dao Meng heard his words, his red face slowly turned black.Is there anyone in this world who can reach the realm of phantom silence just by practicing?Then why has he practiced for so many years, and still stays in this state without moving?Feeling that Gongliang was teasing him, Daomeng snorted, took the food that Longka brought out, turned and left.

"Boy, don't say I didn't tell you. With your current cultivation, you can enter the temple again. Don't lose this opportunity."

Gongliang didn't expect the elder to transmit the voice to him, he thought he was going away in anger.

However, he didn't intend to go to the temple right away, and wanted to wait until he came back from Yanbu to visit the temple.

Seeing that he knew the elders, Longka didn't say anything, and started cooking for them.

Although Mi Gu has been spoiled now, he is not very interested in the things made by low-grade spiritual creatures.But the stewed beef with tiger beans cooked in a big pot was delicious, and it aroused the little guy's greed for a while, and regardless of whether it was something cooked without aura, he ate it deliciously along with his papa.

However, the little guy still has a conscience.

After eating, he still didn't forget to flatter Baba, saying: "Baba, this stewed beef and beef meat with beans is not as delicious as yours. The stewed beef and beef with beans cooked by Baba is delicious."

Jing Shu, Yan Shu and Yu Shu laughed when they heard this.

Gongliang couldn't help hugging the cute little thing, rubbing his chin against her little head.This little thing is really cute.

After eating and resting for a while, he went with Ayina and the others to visit Qin Huali, an old Confucian who had no name as a teacher and apprentice but had the desire to teach.

In the backyard of Qingyang Study House, in Xiaoxie Middle School near the water, the fire is burning, and the pottery pot is boiling.

The old Confucian picked up the clay pot and poured water into the cup to clean it and make tea.

Gong Liang looked at the courtyard. There were several clusters of new branches growing next to the yellow and white crab chrysanthemums planted on the right side of the pool; and a new layer of new clothes was also covered on the thick golden osmanthus planted on the left side.At this time and place, the person is still the same person, but the scene is no longer the scene at that time.

A scent of tea wafted over with the wind, and the old Confucian raised his pottery cup and signaled to Gong Liang and the three sisters of the Yan family, "Please."

Gong Liang held up the pottery cup and saluted, "Please."

"Please." Jing Shu also saluted with her two younger sisters.

Gong Liang looked at the pottery cup, and the golden tea soup like jade amber came into his eyes. He took a sip, and the taste was still the same as before, with a hint of sweetness in the astringency.

Jingshu and the others also drank the tea leaves roasted from the tea tree twigs in the old Confucian courtyard, but the twigs were planted in a place full of aura in space, and had been transformed into spiritual tea. The aura contained in the tea leaves was no longer comparable to that of the mother tree.It's just that apart from the aura, Zizhu lacks some years of precipitation and a little bit of charm.

Mi Gu didn't like drinking tea, so he took out the little spirit gourd "Gululu" and poured juice mixed with venom.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, Master is still as energetic as before. I just took a look and found that there seem to be more students in the study than before."

"It is indeed a little more."

The old Confucian stroked his gray beard and said: "The wilderness is rich in products, and the people in the east see it is profitable. More and more people come here to do business, and some even move their families here. These children always want to be enlightened. Just bring it to me. Coupled with the desolate people in the temple, there are more and more people reading."

"In this way, it will hurt the master's hard work."

The old Confucian shook his head and said, "Teaching and educating people, why bother to talk about it."

Afraid of disturbing his master, Gong Liang had a conversation with him, gave him the gift he brought from Dongtu, and left.

The old Confucian sent them to the door, and the old servant Mo Li was by his side, looking at Gongliang's leaving back, he sighed leisurely: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but the little guy who was still in the Dongtian realm has cultivated to the illusion of silence. What a time!" It's making people old!"

"Hehe, we're getting old a long time ago."

"No."

(End of this chapter)