Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

Chapter 271 No Refund, Oil-Paper Umbrella

The person in charge sent by Qianli Pavilion is also a cultivator in the Jindan stage, or the late Jindan stage.

This black-robed monk should be stronger in a fight than the two elders of the Miaoyin Sect combined.

Qianli Pavilion is considered to be sincere and has probably sent out its trump card.

Because the black-robed monk was wearing a mask, no one knew his background or name.

However, all the high-ranking monks in Qianli Pavilion behave like this, wearing masks and acting mysteriously.

The venerables were no longer surprised.

So, who will go up to greet him?

The venerables looked at each other, and finally Master Jingyuan came out.

The fat white monk came forward with a kind smile.

"What's your name, fellow Taoist?"

The black-robed monk said coldly:

"Tian Yi."

Master Jingyuan was not intimidated by the other party's cold attitude at all, and spoke enthusiastically:

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my humble monk. Thank you for your trouble, fellow Daoist Tianyi. The current situation is as follows..."

Master Jingyuan gave a brief account of the situation in Feixing Valley.

The general meaning is: The monster has been driven away, you are too late.

After hearing this, Tianyi's aura changed a little.

He said coldly: "People are here, there will be no refund."

Master Jingyuan was stunned for a moment. He didn’t say he wanted a refund.

However, this also reminded him.

Yes, these were the reinforcements from Qianli Pavilion that they hired at a cost of 10,000 spirit crystals, but they were completely useless.

Ten thousand spirit crystals!

One spirit crystal is equivalent to ten thousand spirit stones!

Those 10,000 spirit crystals are equivalent to...

Master Jingyuan had forgotten what he wanted to say. He fell into deep thought, wondering how much money this was.

Venerable Yunyin could no longer bear it. He listened anxiously from the side, walked forward, and pushed aside the dazed Master Jingyuan.

"You guys at Qianli Pavilion didn't help at all, yet you still have the nerve to charge me 10,000 spirit crystals? Return the money immediately."

Venerable Yunyin decided to fight for his own interests.

Originally, he paid the money because he heard Venerable Youyue's promise that Taoist Chen would return the spirit crystal to him, and the situation was urgent at the time.

Now that the dust has settled, he has become anxious.

Especially after he saw the current situation of Feixing Valley with his own eyes, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Look at the valley that has become a ruin, look at the valley master Chen Laodao lying on the ground, and then look at Elder Huo of Feixing Valley walking barefoot in tattered clothes...

The entire sect exudes an air of poverty from top to bottom.

Not to mention that they are still in the reconstruction period after being invaded by monsters.

This small sect has become so dilapidated, do we really have the money to pay him back?

Wouldn’t his seven thousand spirit crystals be wasted?

It would be fine if the spirit crystals could have some effect, but now these monsters were driven away by the venerables and tens of thousands of cultivators, and Qianli Pavilion had nothing to do with it at all.

They just came here on a spirit boat, and you have to charge them 10,000 spirit crystals?

How heartless this is!

Tianyi didn't care about the slightly unfriendly tone of Venerable Yunyin.

He repeated what he had just said.

"People are already here, there will be no refunds."

Quite stubborn.

Tianyi’s idea was very simple. The ten thousand spirit crystals were used to buy the reinforcements from their team.

Now people have arrived on the spirit boat, and they have even burned spirit stones to arrive early.

Even though the situation has changed now and the monster is no longer there, they have already fulfilled the terms of the employment.

The spirit crystals promised by the employer are theirs.

Trying to snatch money from his pocket? That's impossible!

The aura around Tianyi grew even colder.

I can't talk anymore today.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, Zhuge Hall Master stopped them with a headache on his face.

"Kumogami, calm down. You didn't pay for this. Don't get so excited."

Reverend Yunyin said with a look of grief and indignation:

"How can I not care? Does Feixing Valley look like it has the money to pay it back?"

"Besides, the money Qianli Pavilion charges is unreasonable!"

Reverend Yunyin struggled under the hands of Master Zhuge and wanted to fight Tianyi.

Tianyi's hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

He began to seriously consider the feasibility of beating up his employer.

The following scene appeared in front of the main hall: the spring breeze was warm on one side, and the cold wind was biting on the other.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Chen Qixing wanted to continue taking Xie Yunhe and others to their residence in the rear.

But he heard the movement from Venerable Yunyin.

He knew that Venerable Youyue and the others had contacted for reinforcements to go to Feixing Valley, so he thought it was these two groups of people.

Since this matter concerned Feixing Valley, Chen Qixing hesitated for a moment, but decided to step forward and resolve it.

Now the master is still receiving treatment, and he is equivalent to half the heir, so he should shoulder his own responsibilities.

"Sorry, I'll ask a disciple to take you to the guest room. I'll go take care of things over there first."

Chen Qixing looked at Xie Yunhe and the others and said.

"It's okay, Qixing, go ahead."

Xie Yunhe and others had no objection.

Chen Qixing waved and called a disciple of Feixing Valley, and told him to take Xie Yunhe and others to the guest room.

When Xie Yunhe left the main hall, he could still vaguely hear Chen Qixing's voice.

"Seniors, although our sect is not wealthy, we do have a small fortune..."

……

The young disciple of Feixing Valley led everyone to the courtyard behind the main hall.

The courtyard is not big, and the overall style is not luxurious, but it is elegant and unique, and the environment is quiet.

Xie Yunhe and others were taken to the guest room.

After everyone chose a room, they separated.

After closing the door of the guest room, Xie Yunhe looked around the entire room for decoration.

The room is simple and clean with all the necessary furniture.

Xie Yunhe walked towards the bed.

He lifted the quilt and buried himself in it.

The soft quilt makes people relax.

He decided to get some sleep first.

Xie Yunhe closed his eyes.

I don’t know how long it was before Xie Yunhe was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door.

Xie Yunhe got up and responded to the person outside the door.

"Here I am, wait a minute."

It was indeed different after a good night’s sleep. Xie Yunhe felt refreshed and energetic after a long time.

He looked at the dark sky outside and was not sure how long he had rested. But it didn't matter, he had a cheat.

[System, how long have I slept? ]

[Host, you slept all day, and now it's evening.]

Xie Yunhe understood what was going on. He straightened his clothes and went forward to open the door.

A young man in green holding an umbrella stood outside the door.

Hearing the door open, he turned sideways.

Only then did Xie Yunhe realize that it was drizzling outside.

"Yunhe, excuse me for disturbing you."

Chen Qixing walked forward and handed him the other oil-paper umbrella.

Xie Yunhe took the oil-paper umbrella, opened it and held it over his head.

"Why is it raining suddenly?"

As he spoke, he reached out from under the umbrella and caught the light rain.

Then he was stunned.

This rain is full of spiritual energy. It is not ordinary rain, but spiritual rain.

Xie Yunhe has mastered the Small Spiritual Rain Technique and is very familiar with it.

"The spiritual plant area over in the valley has been rebuilt. To water the spiritual valleys, a venerable master used the Spirit Rain Technique. Perhaps because he hasn't used this technique for a long time, the venerable master has output too much spiritual energy, so it's still raining now..."

Chen Qixing briefly explained the origin of the spiritual rain.

Wow, it’s actually man-made.

Xie Yunhe clicked his tongue. He had thought it was just normal rainy weather.

The spiritual rain fell on the oil-paper umbrella, making a crisp and continuous sound.

Small raindrops rolled down from the umbrella, forming a hazy curtain of water on the edge of the oil-paper umbrella.

Xie Yunhe held an umbrella and followed Chen Qixing.

"where are we going?"

Xie Yunhe asked curiously.

After he was called out by Chen Qixing, he was handed an oil-paper umbrella, so he subconsciously followed him.

I have been walking for a while before I remembered to ask this question.

"I'll take you to the training room."

Chen Qixing said with a smile.

he added.

"There is a spirit gathering array in the training room, and meditation and training there are more efficient."

Having rested well, Xie Yunhe was in good spirits, so he naturally wanted to practice.

He was suddenly promoted to the Golden Core Stage, but he hadn't checked his condition in time.

It's time to go to the training room to consolidate your cultivation.

Led by Chen Qixing, Xie Yunhe walked out of the small garden with rockery and waterfalls and came to a quieter corridor.

Once they arrived in the corridor, they no longer needed the oil-paper umbrella, so Chen Qixing put the umbrella in his hand away.

"The rest of the way, you have to follow my whereabouts. Master has set up a maze here."

After he put away his umbrella, he turned and looked at Xie Yunhe.

"it is good."

Xie Yunhe nodded.

Next, Xie Yunhe followed Chen Qixing's footsteps closely, and took every step the other took.

Not long after, the two left the corridor and came to another place.

This place is also a courtyard, and the layout is surprisingly similar to that of the guest rooms.

But the room that was supposed to be a guest room became a practice room.

"We're here, Yunhe, pick one and go in."

Chen Qixing said.

Xie Yunhe randomly picked one and was about to go in when he suddenly remembered the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

Do you want to return it to Qixing?

Chen Qixing seemed to have foreseen the future and spoke first.

"Just keep the umbrella."

"Row."

Xie Yunhe did not refuse and put the umbrella in his hand into the storage bag.

It's just an oil-paper umbrella, no big deal.

Before entering the training room, he recalled the scene in front of the main hall.

I thought of those venerables who seemed to be about to fight, and Chen Qixing who went forward to talk to the venerables at that time.

Xie Yunhe couldn't help feeling a little worried.

In his opinion, Qixing is the kind of person who likes to keep things to himself.

Although Qixing sometimes looks like he needs care, he is actually very independent and strong.

This can be seen from the fact that although his eyesight is not very convenient, it has never delayed the progress of the three-person team in the secret realm.

Chen Qixing is like a pine tree beaten by wind and rain. He is the kind of person who is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, and unyielding.

So he won't tell anyone when something happens, but chooses to solve it himself. He is too tolerant.

He is the typical person who would swallow his teeth even if they were knocked out.

I don't know when I can come out of the training room now. After all, a cultivator can sit in meditation and practice for days at a time. If I miss something...

Chen Qixing was completely unaware that he had failed miserably in managing his weak image. Xie Yunhe had already seen through his true character.

He just looked at Xie Yunhe who was standing at the door, somewhat puzzled.

"Yunhe, what's wrong?"

"Qi Xing, did you get into any trouble yesterday?"

Xie Yunhe asked tactfully.

"Are you talking about what happened yesterday?"

Chen Qixing was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that Xie Yunhe was talking about the Qianli Pavilion incident.

Is Yunhe concerned about himself?

It just so happened that he also wanted to say a few more words to Yunhe and chat for a while longer.

The young man in green walked a few steps closer to Xie Yunhe calmly, his heart leaping with joy.

He slowly recounted the whole story of yesterday's events.

"At that time, in order to rescue Feixing Valley in time, the venerables made a deal with Qianli Pavilion and hired people from Qianli Pavilion to come to Feixing Valley..."

"The venerables paid a commission of 10,000 spirit crystals. After contacting the Qianli Pavilion, they said they could refund half of the commission..."

Xie Yunhe was stunned: "Ten thousand spirit crystals? Even if I can return half of it, this is still too much for the hire fee. How can I afford it..."

Chen Qixing said honestly, "It's fine. I've returned the 5,000 Spirit Crystals to the other venerables. As for the remaining 5,000 Spirit Crystals, I've already paid for Master."

Xie Yunhe's knee felt as if it had been hit by an arrow. He felt that his worry about Chen Qixing just now was unnecessary.

Damn, he’s another rich man.

Chen Qixing was a little surprised. Why did Xie Yunhe suddenly fall silent while talking?

But speaking of this...

"Before I left the sect, Master took a lot of treasures and spirit crystals from his private vault and gave them to me, saying he wanted me to keep them safe... Now that I think about it, Master must have had some ominous premonition that prompted him to do this..."

Chen Qixing said this and smiled bitterly.

Xie Yunhe changed the subject:

"So was the matter finally resolved?"

Chen Qixing's thoughts were pulled away from that sadness and he nodded.

"The matter is resolved. Venerable Tianyi disagreed at first, but then he received a message and changed his mind and agreed."

At this point, he seemed to have thought of something funny, and said with a smile:

"Later on, Venerable Yunyin said that the five thousand spirit crystals in hire money couldn't be wasted, so the people from Qianli Pavilion are now helping to build houses in the valley... I guess after a while, Feixing Valley will be restored to its original state..."

Xie Yunhe imagined the black-robed venerable man building a house and laughed.

The drizzle fell on the eaves, making a lingering echoing sound.

The misty air was mixed with a fresh smell of earth.

The spiritual rain not only brought vitality to the spiritual valleys, but also washed away the haze brought by the invasion of monsters from the entire Feixing Valley.

The two of them leaned against the porch, watching the drizzle outside the eaves, and chatted casually.

At first, Xie Yunhe just wanted to ask about Qixing's situation and tell him that if he encountered any problems, he could go to Master Youyue for help.

Then, without realizing it, we talked about a lot of things with each other.

Little did they know that this was done intentionally by someone.

Under the eaves, some people hope that the rain will continue to fall.