Chapter 184 Distribution Resources
At dusk, Fu Qingzhou walked into the dining hall of Fanyin Temple.
The lay disciples sat quietly at the dinner table. Everyone had porridge and rice in front of them, but no one moved. They even left a bowl of meat porridge in the center of the table.
Fu Qingzhou adjusted his expression, walked over and sat down with a sullen face.
Seeing that his expression was not right, everyone was a little nervous.
He did not eat, but crossed his legs and turned his attention to the person he found when he asked "what is the most lucrative job" this morning.
“You.”
He said coldly: “What’s your name?”
The man trembled: “Brother Qing, my, my name is Chen Tian... ..."
"Well, Chen Tian." Fu Qingzhou said coldly: "You are not allowed to eat tonight."
Everyone was startled, and Chen Tian's eyes widened even more. He opened his mouth to ask a question, but looking at Fu Qingzhou's cold gaze, he finally didn't dare to speak and just nodded.
“I don’t know why, right?”
Fu Qingzhou sneered: “Then let me tell you—did you tell me today that purchasing is an easy and profitable job?”< br>
"Yes...yes." Chen Tian whispered.
“What a fart!”
Fu Qingzhou's eyes widened, and he reached out and slapped the table hard: "That's nonsense!"
He pointed at Chen Tian and cursed: "Damn, it's only a few hours in total. It's just a long trip back and forth." After spending most of the time, how much money is left after buying the things on the list? It’s not even enough for a fucking drink!”
His voice was so loud that even the monks not far away were They all turned their faces away.
But lay disciples and monastic disciples were almost completely different worlds, so the monks smiled sarcastically, each sneered, and then started eating their food again.
Chen Tian, who was questioned, was very aggrieved: "Brother Qing, in this province, I can still keep some... If you save for ten days and a half, you can go to a brothel to be cool. One session is enough..."
"Bah!"
Fu Qingzhou was furious: "I still have to save for ten days and a half! Why didn't you say that after ten or eight years of saving, you can buy a yard!"
Chen Tian looked down. Head, dare not speak.
"Anyway, I won't do this purchasing work anymore."
He waved his hand vigorously: "Whoever wants to do it will do it. Starting tomorrow, I will do the work of distributing cultivation resources. ”
"Yes..." the lay disciples responded in low voices.
At this point, Fu Qingzhou felt that it was almost done, so he snorted, picked up the meat porridge and began to slurp it up. Only then did the lay disciples dare to slowly pick up their rice bowls.
Then Chen Tian really didn't dare to eat anymore. He looked at "Brother Qing" eating porridge with a sullen expression. He didn't even dare to touch the chopsticks, nor did he dare to walk away. He could only Sit in your seat and silently watch the people around you eating.
Fu Qingzhou is not worried about whether he will starve others if he establishes his authority. Everyone is a person who has developed the four realms of martial arts, so skipping a few meals will have no impact at all.
After eating, he chanted the Buddha's name again. This time he was prepared and was not affected again.
However, he still took advantage of the fact that all the monks in the temple were gathered to look around - well, he couldn't find anyone who was Fa Nu.
After such a silent night, the next morning they practiced as usual. However, this day they no longer practiced weapon moves, but practiced the Golden Body and Bronze Bone Kung Fu.
A group of lay disciples were sitting cross-legged on the martial arts field, performing exercises, accompanied by Fa Jing and several other instructors, answering questions for these lay disciples.
Fu Qingzhou doesn’t need much guidance...
Because he doesn’t know the Golden Body and Bronze Bone Kung Fu at all.
He just needs to silently run the Yi Ran Jue, suppress it to the level of the four realms, and leave the rest to the smoker.
After lunch, it was finally time to work again.
Following the instructions, Fu Qingzhou came to the warehouse again - only this time he was not here to receive money for purchases, but to receive cultivation materials and distribute them to all the monks of the Dharma generation according to the list.
The list is very thoughtful. In addition to their names, it also clearly states where these monks live. "Probably because lay disciples change frequently, and the people who work are one today and one tomorrow, so that we don't have to keep asking questions."
Fu Qingzhou looked at the list and smiled secretly.
The cultivation resources he wants to distribute are not that complicated, they are just some newly refined elixirs.
These elixirs are not high-end goods. He also learned some pharmacology by himself when he was studying Wuwei Guan. He knew it after just smelling it. These are the most basic elixirs for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence.
But some monks above the Sixth Realm require somewhat different cultivation resources.
That elixir... is no longer the Pill of Strengthening the Origin and Peiyuan.
Fu Qingzhou looked at the blood-red pill in the box and fell into silence.
“Why are you so stunned?”
The monk in charge of taking care of the warehouse frowned and said: “If there is no problem after checking, go and deliver it as soon as possible. It will delay the brothers’ practice. I want you to look good!”
No matter how prestigious "Zhou Qing" is among the lay disciples, in the eyes of the monks, he is still a little guy.
Fu Qingzhou didn't care, he just responded with a dull voice, picked up the big package containing a bunch of pills, and left the warehouse.
"That pill just now was made from a woman's flesh and blood, right?"
He asked in his mind.
Smoker replied lazily: "That's probably it, the elixir is very heavy on blood."
Fu Qingzhou frowned: "Didn't you say that those who practice martial arts wear human skin, and those who practice magic take blood pills? ...But why do martial arts practitioners also need to distribute blood pills?”
“Who knows, maybe there is something wrong with the inheritance of the Blood Cicada Tantra, maybe they have changed it themselves, maybe they are making new attempts. …”
Yan Gui said casually: "At least you can know one thing. These guys who want to take blood pills to practice are definitely not practicing the Golden Body and Bronze Bone Kung Fu."
Fu Qingzhou nodded lightly.
He also saw that among the list of monks to be given blood pills, there was also the name of Dharma Wrath.
This person followed Yuan Wu for ten years, went down the mountain nine times, and killed dozens of people. This is only "public data". Maybe he also secretly visited those strongholds and helped skin and refine people. Dan.
There is no way to clean up this kind of person, and he is also a person who must be killed.
As for who killed his adoptive father in Bailu Mountain...
Fu Qingzhou looked at the names on the list, shook his head and smiled.
It doesn't matter anymore, none of these people are innocent... they all have to pay with their lives.
Distributing cultivation resources is indeed a relatively easy job. How much can a pile of pills weigh? It is nothing more than carrying the things around the temple, finding the residence of the monks, going in, saying a few good words, and delivering them. The elixir will do the trick.
If you are serious, you can also try to establish a relationship or something.
For example, now...
Fu Qingzhou is going to try to have a relationship with Nafa Nu.
As one of the first disciples to join Fanyin Temple and with extremely high cultivation, Fa Nu of course has his own separate monk's room, located in a small courtyard.
The small courtyard is very simple, with deep knife marks on the walls and floor tiles.
When we came to the small courtyard, the first thing we heard was the heavy coughing in the room.
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Haha..."
Smoking Ghost sneered: "With an unstable foundation and forced practice of evil methods, he is afraid that he will not live long. I can feel him even from such a distance. There is a large amount of life essence and blood in the body that does not belong to him. This is the invasion of external evil..."
Fu Qingzhou did not speak, but silently walked forward and pushed the door open.
(End of this chapter)