We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

Wen Xiangyi looked at the location and couldn't help but sigh, "The importance of Tongzi comes at this time. I'm really not used to not having a navigation."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a ding in her mind. The system data panel did not pop up, but she could vaguely feel that Tongzi was in trouble.

Jiang Shaobai seemed to have noticed something. He took out a jade slip from his storage bag with a calm expression. After injecting spiritual power, the jade slip turned into a suspended map.

"When I went to Qiuniang to ask about the situation, she gave it to me by the way. In fact, I think this kind of map looks more intuitive."

In line with the principle of resolutely not letting Tongzi get in trouble, Ling Lan nodded in agreement and said, "I also think it is much more useful than that crappy navigation, and you can also see the surrounding situation."

At this moment, the system data panel popped out, shaking several times, and a line of eye-catching characters appeared on it:

[Tongzi Navigation is the strongest and does not accept refutation! 】

Wen Xiangyi knew that Tongzi did this because he was afraid that he would be considered a waste and then be taken out by Jiang Shaobai.

She vaguely smelled a burning smell, so she knew that the system had not been repaired yet, so she waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, I won't slap you for the time being. Let's go and repair it."

【Come on~】

The system data panel shook again, looking a little excited, but soon it seemed to react. Six huge dots appeared on the screen, with a line of small words below:
[There is no one left with the system mixed up like this! 】

"Huh?" Jiang Shaobai glanced at it lightly.

【Liuke~】

The system data panel dropped two words and a wavy line and disappeared immediately.

Seeing this, Ling Lan said, "Looking at the way it looks, it must be repaired soon."

"I guess, I still want to see how much our cannon fodder value has been reduced."

She also wanted to see what other titles the system could use to scold her, but Wen Xiangyi did not say this sentence.

The three of them followed the map's guidance and arrived at the mission location near Xingjutang.

The process of handing in tasks is neither simple nor complex. It is a bit similar to handling some basic business in a bank.

Perhaps he felt that he was a civil servant in the Loose Cultivator Alliance, or perhaps the work was too boring. The monks who were responsible for counting and assigning tasks all had a bad face, and they were not as lovable as the puppets next to them who handed out rewards.

Wen Xiangyi walked into a special room, took out some of the Earth Flame crystals and put them on the table, "This is all the Earth Flame Crystals I have."

Although the Earth Flame Crystals are of no use to them now, Wen Xiangyi still habitually keeps some for herself in case she needs them in the future, so she only took out 50 yuan.

The monk sitting in front of the counter is a male monk with a Chinese character face and a beard.

The moment he saw Wen Xiangyi, a look of surprise appeared on his face, but he soon returned to his impatient look.

He didn't count them, he just took a cursory glance at the Earth Flame Crystals in the bag and said casually, "You have a total of more than 30 pieces here."

After finishing speaking, he injected a bit of spiritual power into the turntable instrument in front of him, and the eyes of the puppet doll on the counter next to him immediately lit up.

The word "thirty" slowly appeared on the translucent crystal on its chest, and then it said in a mechanical voice: "Counted."

As a social animal who was tortured by 996 to death, Wen Xiangyi fully understands the mentality of beating workers, but the prerequisite is that her interests cannot be violated.

She didn't get angry immediately, but reminded her in a nice voice, "Fellow Taoist, would you like to count it again? I have more than 30 yuan here." And the monk just said more than 30 yuan, but the puppet doll's technology But there were only thirty. Where did the extra go?

Everyone knows it.

The monk raised his eyelids, glanced at her, his expression calmed down a little, and he ordered it casually, "35 yuan is enough. After you get the reward, hurry up and leave. There are two people waiting in line behind you."

"It doesn't matter. The two people behind are my friends and they don't mind waiting a little longer." Wen Xiangyi looked at him with a pure smile on his face.

If Ling Lan saw her smiling like this from the side, she would silently offer a stick of incense to the monk in her heart, because every time Wen Xiangyi smiled like this, someone would be in trouble.

The monk with the Chinese character ignored her, snorted coldly and waved his hand in a repelling motion.

"My fellow Taoist, you counted it wrong. I obviously have 50 yuan here. Do you want to count it again? You lost so much all of a sudden. Do you want to keep it for yourself?" Wen Xiangyi gave the final order with a smile. Ultimatum.

The monk with the Chinese character's face slapped the table and stood up. He glared and rubbed his neck and yelled, "Are you done yet! Leave quickly, or you won't even get the reward!"

Seeing his angry look, Wen Xiangyi confirmed her suspicion.

She sneered, the fish was actually on her!

"What's wrong?" Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai heard the sound and walked in.

"Who asked you to come in without permission? Get out!" The monk with the Chinese character face was furious. His chin was raised high and his nostrils were astonishingly large.

"Who are you asking to get out?" Ling Lan immediately turned cold.

Wen Xiangyi stretched out her hand to stop him, and then looked at the monk with the Chinese character face, the corners of his lips rising even more.

"Fellow Taoist, it's better not to be too arrogant when you go out to hang out, otherwise it will be easy..."

"What's easy?"

"Easily beaten!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Xiangyi raised his leg and kicked the monk away. The strong air flow directly smashed the stone counter in front of him.

The Chinese-faced monk fell to the ground with a bang, clutching his abdomen in pain, and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

Wen Xiangyi dodged over and stepped on his ribs. She bent over and squinted her eyes and smiled, "I've always cheated on my aunt. I've never seen anyone cheat on my aunt. I've given you a chance. Count again, it’s because you don’t know how to cherish it, and you have to be beaten to be honest, right?”

The monk with the Chinese character's face had red eyes, veins on his forehead popped out, and his face was ferocious. His gray-headed face was particularly embarrassing.

With blood in his mouth, he struggled several times and hissed, "Do you know who I am?"

Wen Xiangyi clicked his tongue, "The person who spoke like this last time is already dead. It is estimated that in a while, the grass on the grave will be three meters high."

After she finished speaking, she used some force with her feet to directly break the ribs of the monk with the Chinese character face.

The Chinese-faced monk screamed in heart-rending pain, causing the puppet doll next to him to run around in shock.

He was shaking with pain, his eyes rolled white, and he began to apologize non-stop, "I was wrong! Please let me go, I'm just a kid who can't see the mountain!"

Ling Lan snorted when she saw this, "I thought it really had a background, but it turns out it was just pretending."