PFC Chapter 242 New Pavilion Master
Chapter 242 New Pavilion Master
Inside the Formation Pavilion, Eleven stood at the front and said loudly, "Thank you all very much for your trust in choosing me to be the Pavilion Master. However, I'm sure you all understand the Pavilion's current difficulties. The spirit stones recovered from the previous Pavilion Master are only enough to cover everyone's monthly salary. Regarding this matter, there's nothing I can do."
Everyone had different expressions, and some were already thinking about finding another way out.
Eleven changed the subject: "However! Everyone, I have already contacted the genius who possesses the heart of the formation. You should all remember the style of the founding pavilion master. He was an army of one man and almost single-handedly overthrew the Formation Hall!"
"And this genius is not much inferior to the founding Pavilion Master. He will definitely lead us through this difficult time! It just requires everyone to suffer for a month or two!"
"I will use most of the remaining spirit stones in the treasury to produce formations for the Formation Pavilion. I know it's a bit too much to let you go without receiving your salaries for two months, but after two months, or at most three months, the salaries owed to you will be doubled!"
Eleven paused and continued, "Of course, if any of you don't want to do this, you can take your salary. It's not less than a cent for the past two or three months, and I won't bear a grudge against you for this."
Eleven bowed deeply after saying this: "Please believe me, believe in the genius who possesses the heart of formations!"
Everyone looked at Eleven, who was bent over, in silence for a moment. Soon, someone said, "I believe you! I'll leave these two months' salary with you for now!"
"Thank you!"
Eleven thanked him loudly, but he knew that these were the navy hired by Shopkeeper Wang, and that a large part of his election as the leader of the pavilion was also due to Shopkeeper Wang's contribution.
"We believe you."
"In that case, I'll trust you this time!"
"That genius who possesses the heart of formations might really be able to lead us back to the top."
More and more people gave up their salaries. Eleven was so moved that he burst into tears and kept bowing.
"Thank you all for your trust! Thank you all for your trust! I will definitely live up to your trust!!"
A few days later, Manager Wang and Eleven came to Geng Ling and Qingqing's residence together.
Geng Ling was still screwing in the screws frantically.
Qingqing did not invite the two in. Instead, she accepted the list of formations, materials, and deposit they brought with them at the gate of the courtyard and exchanged some casual greetings.
The two of them were not unhappy at all. In fact, Geng Ling and Qingqing were the big bosses after all. They both made money from them, so of course they didn't dare to yell at them.
Qingqing closed the gate of the courtyard. Some time ago, Qingqing would take care of the courtyard in her free time during cultivation. Thanks to the effect of the formation, it was always like spring in the courtyard all year round. Geng Ling had set up many eighth-grade intermediate formations, so even a peak Mahayana cultivator could not see into the courtyard.
Qingqing walked through the garden full of spring scenery and was very satisfied with her craftsmanship.
But in fact, he doesn't have any skills at all. His spiritual power can directly drive the flowers and plants to break through the ground and fill the courtyard.
Qingqing divided different flowers and plants into different areas. Although there were many flowers and plants in the yard, they looked very harmonious. Qingqing sat in front of the attic and looked at the flowers and plants in the yard.
Suddenly, I thought, I haven't been here with Sister Geng Ling yet...
"Ah! What was I thinking!"
Qingqing suddenly covered her face with her hands, her face flushed. She placed her clone on her knees, resting her chin on the top of the clone's head, deliberately avoiding the clone's ears.
After checking on Geng Ling who was still screwing in the screws, Qingqing withdrew her consciousness, stood up and walked towards the spring scenery in the garden.
I picked small flowers one by one and weaved six wreaths, some big and some small.
Inject spiritual power into it and refine it into a magic weapon.
But it was just a foundation-building magic weapon. She didn't know much about refining weapons. She only learned it in the first and second grades of the Xianling Academy, and she could only barely refine a third-grade magic weapon.
Qingqing put two of the wreaths on her own head and the head of her clone respectively.
I lifted up the clone and admired it carefully for a while. This was the clone of Sister Geng Ling, and it looked exactly like Sister Geng Ling.
so cute.
After transforming her clone into Geng Ling's appearance, Qingqing sat back on the steps in front of the attic, quietly holding her clone.
It was a very comfortable atmosphere and Qingqing liked it very much, but she felt a little regretful that the person she was hugging was not the real Sister Geng Ling.
After a while, Qingqing attached the clone to her arm, placed the three garlands at the door of the secret room, and returned to the room to continue practicing.
The three wreaths are for Big Geng Ling, Little Geng Ling and the main body respectively.
Qingqing also kept three for herself.
Geng Ling's screwing didn't last long. During those few days when something happened at the Formation Pavilion, not many merchants ordered eighth-grade formations. Most of them ordered seventh-grade formations.
Now she can simply use the engraving method to create a seventh-grade advanced formation, which means that all the materials for the seventh-grade formation can be sold again.
A few days later, Geng Ling opened the secret room and the first thing she saw were three wreaths on the ground. Geng Ling smiled and picked them all up. She gave one to her original body and one to her clone, and she also put away the obviously smaller one.
Carrying the real body, he came to Qingqing's room.
Qingqing carved a jade slip on the side. In fact, she also wanted to learn from Geng Ling and hide the jade slip in the valley, but Geng Ling usually would not take advantage of Qingqing's unconsciousness to do something dirty.
So he put the jade slip aside.
Pick up the jade slip and inject spiritual power into it. There are only three words in it:
Wake me up.
Geng Ling smiled, and her snow-white hair made her smile look like plum blossoms blooming on the top of a snow-capped mountain.
"Qingqing."
Qingqing opened her eyes and looked at Geng Ling with a smile:
"Good morning."
Geng Ling stepped forward and rubbed Qingqing's little face: "It's already evening!"
Qingqing blinked her eyes cutely: "Good evening then!"
"Let's go deliver the formation!"
"Ok!"
There are many mortals on Tongtian Road, and the descendants of cultivators may naturally have people without the qualifications to practice cultivation. With the protection of the power of the gods, mortals can also survive well on Tongtian Road. However, Geng Ling actually doesn't quite understand the operating logic of the pass. How can mortals and extremely powerful cultivators like the Fusion and Mahayana coexist in the same place?
As for the assassin in the first level, Geng Ling guessed that even if he had deceived some guides, he would have been exposed under the noses of the guards long ago. However, because he did not affect the public security in the pass, they turned a blind eye to it and fortunately regarded this as part of the trial.
As for those trial-takers who died at his hands, they could only blame themselves for not being as skilled as him.
After handing over the formation, the two men strolled around the street, stopping and walking, and returned home after several hours.
Qingqing looked up at Geng Ling, whose face was filled with smiles: "Once the formation required by this formation pavilion is completed, we can breathe a sigh of relief."
Geng Ling scratched her head. She felt that everything was fine now. It would have been even better if Qingqing hadn't knocked her unconscious last time.
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