Beauty's personal servant

On this day, there was a lot of noise on Xianyun island.

Because the time for the annual Xianyun Island work report meeting has quietly arrived.

Xianyun island has a vast sphere of influence, radiating millions of miles around the sea. On countless islands, many Fangshi islands are everywhere. Each Fangshi island will have an office in Xianyun island.

In addition to maintaining a series of management of Xianyun Island, these offices also aim to collect some rare resources for Xianyun island.

Although the number of overseas practitioners is lower than that of mainland Kyushu, overseas products are richer than that of Kyushu. Many practitioners explore the sea and a large part of the opportunities they get will be sold in these workshops. To a large extent, the office of Xianyun island is to collect these things.

Once a year, Xianyun island will hold a work report meeting to call all office executives back to Xianyun island to report on their work. On the other hand, it will also transport the treasures received this year to Xianyun island. According to the value of these treasures, Xianyun island will give corresponding rewards, even get promoted and get rich, and return to Xianyun island.

Xianyun island has a powerful aura. It is the dream of every monk to practice here. Therefore, the managers of all Fangshi islands are working hard, looking forward to showing off at the annual work report meeting, so as to return to Xianyun island.

This year is no exception. On the day when the work report meeting began, countless managers of Fangshi island had gathered at the gate of the collection hall of Xianyun island. They crowded towards the gate, hoping to present their treasures.

After all, people who estimate the value of treasures will also have aesthetic fatigue. Those who submit them first will often be impressed by these people.

"Everybody be quiet! What does it mean to push and shout! " A tall and thin middle-aged friar stood in the gate of the collection hall and shouted at the friar outside the door.

Suddenly, the audience was silent.

"That's right. Come quietly one by one. If anyone opens his mouth and says a word, don't blame the hall master for expelling him!" The tall and thin middle-aged man glanced disdainfully at the people outside the door, then walked towards the hall with his hands on his back.

Looking at the proud back of the middle-aged man, the monks outside the door hate their teeth. At this time of year, they are almost reprimanded by the hall leader. If the hall leader has real talent, it's OK to say. The problem is that this person is an out and out related household. He took the fat vacancy because he has a brother who is an inner sect elder. Otherwise, with his strength in the later stage of Mahayana, who is not stronger than him?

"Well, give me the highlights." At the next moment, a group of disciples from the collection hall rushed out, and no one was holding a huge account book.

They are the examiners of the work report meeting. All the treasures in the hands of the monks will be handed over to them first, and they will determine the value and record them one by one.

They are the ones that many monks want to curry favor with. After all, the value of the treasure they prepare has the final say. As long as they record a little higher in the account book, the treatment of treasure givers will be completely different.

All of a sudden, the treasure givers were smiling and secretly stuffed a storage bag in the past, which is a common thing.

Those treasure examiners are tacit, and even their faces will not change. However, the description recorded in the book has been different from the real situation.

As the principal of Baojiao Island, Chen Feng's brother Zhang Yang also mingled with the crowd.

In order to avoid being excluded from Xianyun Island, he took the initiative to send it to Baojiao island. If he could, he hoped not to come here. But there is no way. Xianyun Zong has regulations that the person in charge of each Fangshi island must come unless he is closed. Zhang Yang could not be the one who broke the rules, so he came.

This time he came to Xianyun island and prepared a treasure. This treasure is a spiritual weapon, a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

In general, a medium-sized spirit weapon can't be regarded as valuable, but it's enough not to be explained by the person in charge of Baojiao island.

After all, Zhang Yang's purpose is just to deal with the past.

After waiting for several hours, it was finally Zhang Yang's turn to offer treasure.

Zhang Yang's treasure examiner doesn't look very well. Only because although the treasure examiners are examining treasure, they have a heart for each other. Which treasure judge receives more and which treasure judge receives less, we all know, and even have some intention of comparison.

Unfortunately, the "income" of the treasure examiner in charge of Zhang Yang is the lowest among all.

Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance, the treasure examiner took the initiative to smile at him: "this Taoist friend, you can take out the treasure you prepared."

Zhang Yang didn't talk nonsense. He immediately took out a round Dharma wheel from his storage ring.

"Well, a Dharma wheel with a medium-quality spirit tool is of good quality, but it's not very valuable!" The treasure judge commented critically: "Taoist friend, are you sure it's this treasure?"

"Well, that's it!" Zhang Yang nodded and said affirmatively.

"Well, Taoist friend, what kind of evaluation do you think this treasure can write? You know, if you give a higher evaluation, you can get a lot of benefits. " If the treasure judge looked at Zhang Yang, his right thumb and index finger rubbed hard in a hidden corner.

This series of actions were made very explicit by the treasure examiner, and Zhang Yang can naturally see them clearly.

However, Zhang Yang did not pay any attention, but said, "just write as you should."

"That's what you said." Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't mean to bribe at all, the treasure judge also looked unhappy. He wrote on the page: Zhang Yang, Baojiao Island, presented a Falun. Although it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, it is broken and of the lowest quality!

Zhang Yang Leng stared at the evaluation of that line and didn't care at all. Because he was not willing to stand out from the treasure donation, as long as he kept the position of the person in charge of Baojiao island. Such a purpose, even if it is a deliberately belittled Falun, is enough.

"Next!" The reviewer waved his hand to drive Zhang Yang away.

Zhang Yang is also good nonsense. He turns around and wants to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Just then, an angry voice suddenly remembered.

This sound, like a thunder in summer at the same time, immediately made the scene gradually lively and the atmosphere suddenly fell into a silence.

Who is so bold and dares to make trouble in this link?