Chronicles of Celestial Origins

A few people chatted, and about a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Han came in from outside, went to the main seat and sat down, and said: "Today is the end of the year, and I just went to the brigade to collect the salaries of our team members. According to the original salaries of their respective sects, Distribute it, take a look, and if you have no objections, just sign and pledge it!”

After saying that, he turned his hand over, took out a file, and handed it to Han Yue.

Several people circulated it one by one. Tang Ning sat at the end and was naturally the last person to receive the file. However, the sect's position and salary of each person were clearly written on the file.

Zhang Han is at the top. He is a disciple of the Qianyuan Sect in Le'an County, Qingzhou, and his salary is four hundred high-grade spiritual stones.

Han Yue and Peng Bin both have 300 high-grade spiritual stones, and everyone else from top to bottom has more than 100 to 300 high-grade spiritual stones. This is not a sect gap, but also a cultivation gap. The salary of the Jindan later period will naturally vary several times, which is normal.

The last name at the bottom of the file is Tang Ning, a disciple of the Qianyi Sect in Xingang, Qinghai, with the title of Master of the Xuande Hall, and a salary of thirty high-grade spiritual stones.

The two lonely words were lined up with hundreds of other words, which looked extremely dazzling.

Tang Ning had never felt like this since he started practicing. It was as if a beggar had walked into a magnificent palace. It actually made him feel a strong sense of jealousy, which made him feel uncomfortable for a while.

His face was still expressionless, and he signed and stamped his name and salary.

Zhang Han took back the file, turned it over in his hand, and took out three storage bags. He pointed it toward one. The storage bags swelled in the wind, and a pile of red and crystal clear diamond-shaped stones fell out. They were top-grade spiritual stones. .

There were about a thousand spiritual stones in each storage bag, and a total of nearly three thousand high-grade spiritual stones were stacked in one place. Zhang Han ordered everyone to sort them into rows of ten, and then put them into the storage bags row by row according to personal salary. middle.

Tangning only pretended to take three rows, totaling thirty spirit stones.

After everyone had distributed the spirit stones, Zhang Han gave a few more instructions from his superiors, such as requiring the monks in each team to strictly abide by the laws of the Allied Forces and to be on standby at any time, and to be available at any time.

After saying that, the discussion ended, and everyone stood up and left. Tang Ning returned to the room, feeling quite uneasy.

The scene of everyone in the stone house sharing spirit stones kept reappearing in his mind. They all had the same cultivation level and did the same thing. Just because the sects had different origins, he could only get dozens of poor spirit stones. Stones, while others can get hundreds of spiritual stones.

He secretly decided that no matter how the war unfolded, he would never return to that remote place in Xingang.

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At night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Outside the light curtain, two rays of light shot out, revealing the figures of a man and a woman. The man was slender, with a face like a crown of jade, and a warm smile.

The woman is graceful and graceful, with a petite figure and lively eyes.

The two of them were Bai Jintang and Yan Minyi, disciples of Taixuan Sect.

Bai Jintang turned his hand, and the talisman disappeared into the light curtain. Soon, a corner of the light curtain melted away, and the two people's figures flashed into the inner room.

Tang Ning was sitting cross-legged in the wooden house, still thinking about the scene during the day.

Xingang is a remote place with a shortage of resources. Returning there is the true grave of stubbornness. Even if you become a leader, your annual salary is only one million spiritual stones at most, which is far from enough to even pay for elixirs, not to mention that you have to pay for your little one. White Snake and Xiao Zhan provide pills for practice.

Over the years, almost all of his salary has been given to Xiao Zhan, but it is still not enough, and a lot of time has been wasted in practice.

If his cultivation reaches a higher level in the future, the spirit stones will not be enough.

But after leaving Xingang, where should I go?

Tang Ning thought hard and thought that the Chamber of Commerce would be a good choice. Maybe he could go to a larger chamber of commerce to develop. Although the Baoxing Chamber of Commerce had invited him, he had seen how the disciples of those powerful sects were treated and he already looked down on the Baoxing Chamber of Commerce. .

Although he is the No.1 Hegemon of Qinghai, he is only the No.1 Hegemon of Qinghai. Compared with the big sects and powerful forces in the interior, he is not worth mentioning. He might have thought it was pretty good before, but now!

The islands in Qinghai are still a bit remote!

Just as his mind was spinning, footsteps suddenly sounded outside, and soon there was a knock on the door.

Tang Ning stood up and opened the door, only to see two men standing outside. The leader was Feng Hong, the captain of the third brigade, followed by Zhang Han.

"Senior Feng, I don't know what you have to say?" Tang Ning was surprised when she saw these two people quickly bowing their heads and saluting.

As the captain of the third brigade, Feng Hong was a monk at the late Nascent Soul level. Even if something happened, he would at most send someone to summon him instead of coming in person.

Thinking about it, it must not be simple, but he couldn't think of anything important enough for him to come to summon him personally.

"Fellow Taoist Tang, Senior Zhuang has invited you to go see him immediately." Feng Hong said.

"Senior Zhuang Zhongde?" Tang Ning asked in disbelief. She never expected that it was Zhuang Zhongde who summoned him personally.

"Yes." Feng Hong nodded.

"Oh, okay." Tangning looked over and saw Zhang Hanyi looking slightly startled, obviously not knowing anything about it.

The three of them jumped into the sky. Tang Ning and Zhang Han walked side by side, following Feng Hong. After a while, Tang Ning couldn't help but ask, "Senior Feng, what did Senior Zhuang mean when he summoned this junior?"

"I don't know why, but I just received a message from Senior Feng to pay a visit, and he asked me to bring you here." Feng Hong said, turning around and looking at Tang Ning: "Fellow Taoist Tang, do you have any acquaintances in Taixuan Sect?"

Taixuanzong? An idea flashed in Tang Ning's mind, and she was surprised and happy. Could it be that Liu Ruhan had arrived here?

"To be honest, my wife is a disciple of Taixuan Sect. How can I know this, my senior?"

As soon as he said this, Zhang Han turned to look at him with a surprised look on his face. He knew that Tang Ning was from Xingang, Qinghai. Although he didn't know the specific location of this place, he could tell from his salary.

A dignified early Jindan monk can serve as the master of the Xuande Hall, and his salary is only a pitiful thirty high-grade spiritual stones. You can imagine the desolation of this new port and the embarrassment of its sect.

A monk from a small sect in such a remote place could actually marry a disciple of the Taixuan Sect. The contrast between the two was so great that it was unbelievable.

Then what is the status of Taixuanzong in the world of cultivation? One of the four major sects, the leader in Xuanmen in the world, he has dominated the entire Tianyuan for millions of years, and his disciples are all the best among the best.

I don't know what kind of bad luck this kid had, but he had such a relationship, Zhang Han thought with envy in his heart.

Feng Hong also gave him a meaningful look: "I see, I also heard from Senior Zhuang that a junior brother from his sect has come and wants to call you by name."

Junior brother, with Zhuang Zhongde's cultivation, the one he calls junior brother must also be a monk at the level of transforming into gods. Could it be Bai Jintang? There should be no one else except him, Tang Ning thought to himself, feeling a little disappointed. He originally thought it was Liu Ruhan who came to find him, but he didn't expect it was Bai Jintang.

"So, Senior Zhuang is also a disciple of Taixuan Sect?"

"Not bad." Feng Hong nodded slightly.

Less than half an hour later, the three of them arrived at the Yixiong Kuo Hall. Feng Hong stepped forward and chatted with the monks on duty in front of the hall, then led Tang Ning into the inner room.

In the spacious hall inside, a man with a fair complexion and a thin figure was sitting cross-legged. It was Zhuang Zhongde. When he noticed the two people entering, he slowly opened his eyes.

Feng Hongji saluted and said, "Senior Zhuang, we have already brought him."

Zhuang Zhongde waved his hand: "Please step back first!"

"Yes, junior, take your leave." Feng Hong turned around and left the room, exiting the attic. Zhang Han was waiting outside. When he saw him coming, he stepped forward and saluted, "Uncle Master, why did Senior Zhuang meet him?"

Feng Hong shook his head and said, "I don't know either. It seems that he is being transferred away."

Pull away? So, this person has a lot of connections in Taixuan Sect! Zhang Han said in surprise.

He knew that it was extremely difficult to transfer personnel. The wing alone did not have the right to do so, and it required at least the nod of senior management at the column level.

And this is not just a matter of a single column, such as personnel information files, the payment of spiritual stone salaries, etc., it involves many areas of authority, and it requires people with great energy to deal with it.

I didn't expect that a mere ordinary monk on Qinghai Island would have such great energy behind him.

Feng Hong said: "Now you know it! Don't underestimate anyone, especially in this kind of mixed relationship. Everyone comes from different sects. They meet each other by chance and don't understand each other. Maybe there is an imagination behind each person." There is no support from the big shots.”

"That's why the headmaster has repeatedly warned us to try our best to be kind to others and not to have any grudges with others. Although our sect is the dominant one, if you look at the entire Qingzhou, it is only a second-rate sect."

"Disciple understands."

"Let's go! We have nothing to do here." The two of them jumped up and headed west.

In the room, after Feng Hong left, Zhuang Zhongde looked at Tang Ning and asked, "Are you Tang Ning, from Qinghai?"

"Yes, unknown senior, what are your orders?"

"Do you know my junior brother Bai Jintang?"

"Juniors have never met each other."

"Oh? Don't you know each other? Then why is he looking for you by name?"

Tang Ning said: "My wife is also a disciple of the Taixuan Sect. Although I have no chance to get to know Senior Bai, I have heard my wife mentioned that he is my uncle."

"Uncle?" Zhuang Zhongde frowned: "Who is your wife?"

"My wife's name is Liu Ruhan, and she is my disciple, senior Nangong Muxue of your noble sect."

"No wonder, that's how it is." Zhuang Zhongde suddenly said: "Junior brother Bai is currently at Uncle Zhang's place, you can come with me!"

"yes."