One Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-Seven Mo Xiao: I Am Still Very Rich

Although Song Ji is an old monster who has lived for more than 10,000 years, he really doesn't have much money. He is busy picking up garbage and practicing cultivation every day, and has no energy to make money. He doesn't even have a personal bank account. His survival over the years has been all thanks to the help of his apprentice Taixu Emperor.

When it comes to who is the poorest in the world of cultivation, Song Ji is ranked second to last, and no one dares to call himself the first to last.

He was famously poor.

Song Ji said: "I need a yard where garbage can be piled. Does your home have one?"

As the strongest divine beast clan in the Monster Continent, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan has their industries spread across the ten super worlds. They naturally have their own industry in the Divination Continent.

Knowing that Mo Xiao was coming to the mainland for divination, the tribe had already arranged a place for him in District 39. The houses in Sanjiu District are famous for their luxury and elegance, and cannot be afforded by ordinary wealthy people. They were afraid that they would lose face and embarrass the clan leader.

Mo Xiao had visited that villa. The house covered a very large area, with not only rockeries and flowing water, but also a racecourse.

As for the place where garbage is piled...

Mo Xiao said without blinking: "What a coincidence, my house does have an abandoned yard, which is perfect for storing debris."

"Okay, go ahead."

Mo Xiao was so happy that he drove Song Ji back to his home. While Mo Xiao turned to look at the scenery outside the window, Mo Xiao quickly turned on his brain and sent a message to the housekeeper: [Within half an hour, I will turn the racecourse into a wasteland. 】

After receiving the notice from the clan leader, the housekeeper was confused, but decided to do it. He immediately summoned all the servants to remove all the horses raised at the racecourse, and removed the hurdles on the track. Soon, the racecourse turned into a wide wasteland.

This land is more than a thousand times larger than the courtyard in front of Song Ji's small shabby house in the inner courtyard.

Song Ji can pile up as much garbage as he wants.

When Song Ji came to Mo Xiao's house, entered his room, opened the window and saw a large expanse of grassland behind the house, and there were still traces of the horse farm fence on the edge of the grassland, he knew that Mo Xiao had temporarily let people move the grassland. The racecourse was bulldozed and deliberately turned into a vacant lot.

He glanced at Mo Xiao beside him, suddenly touched his nose and said, "You're quite good at it."

Mo Xiao immediately smiled, "As long as Master needs it, Mo Xiao will do his best."

"Hmph." For the sake of Mo Xiaohui's visit, Song Ji settled in his house with peace of mind.

Living at Mo Xiao's house, Song Ji still leaves early and comes home late. He goes out empty-handed every morning and comes back every few days with a bag on his shoulders.

In less than two months, the racecourse of the most expensive villa in District 39 was filled with junk.

And the most respected patriarch of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, he behaves like a carefree man all day long, wearing low-key home clothes, with long hair tied up, and a sunhat, sitting in the horse farm, personally cleaning the pile of junk. Copper and rotten iron.

There are high-ranking bosses living in the surrounding villas, either super beast masters or prophets. They all knew that the handsome guy who had just moved in next door was the legendary demon fox Mo Xiao. When Mo Xiao came to Divination Continent, he did not go out to socialize or travel. He just sat in his backyard cleaning garbage all day long. The neighbors found it weird. .

That night, Song Ji returned to District 39 again.

He returned to the Mo family and carried the linen bag to the racecourse. When he saw Mo Xiao sitting under the moonlight, patiently cleaning the rags, with a correct and serious attitude, his lips suddenly tightened.

"Master, are you back?" Mo Xiao sat on the stool and looked up at Song Ji with a smile. He said, "I didn't know you would be back tonight, but the kitchen left food for you all day long. , do you want to go eat first?"

Song Ji put down the pocket on his shoulder and said, "I'll go there later." He raised his head and glanced at the devices in the distance that had been sorted by Mo Xiao and neatly stacked in different areas. He suddenly sighed and asked Mo Xiao, "You What are you planning?"

The majestic leader of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan spends all day guarding the garbage dump. What is he planning on doing? You could say he was acting to please himself, but he actually lasted half a year in acting.

Mo Xiao said: "I just want to do something to help Master."

The Miracle Emperor's job is to collect broken artifacts, clean them, and then find ways to successfully repair them. Mo Xiao just wanted to do what he could to help Song Ji.

Song Ji shook his head and sighed: "You fox, why are you so clingy?" He only taught him some superficial knowledge of divination, but he still remembers this insignificant kindness to this day.

Who said foxes are ruthless?

Song Ji put his hands behind his back, glanced at the star-studded night sky, and suddenly said: "It will be sunny and sunny tomorrow, suitable for apprenticeship."

Hearing this, Mo Xiao suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Ji, his fox eyes filled with joy. "Master...are you...are you willing to accept me as your apprentice?" Mo Xiao's ability in divination came from Song Ji. He sincerely believed that he was Song Ji's apprentice, but Song Ji couldn't help but Be willing to recognize him as a disciple.

For Mo Xiao, this was always a regret that he refused to let go of.

Mo Xiao was overjoyed to finally see that Song Ji agreed to accept him as his disciple.

Nodding, Song Ji said rather arrogantly: "Your senior brother is average-looking, and his cultivation and talent are not outstanding, but he is pure and kind, and he has treated me with respect for thousands of years. He is responsible for the inner courtyard. I have never been criticized for my job, and I am very satisfied with him. Your second senior sister..."

When Yu Huang was mentioned, Song Ji suddenly fell silent.

Mo Xiao's expression also became exciting.

Song Ji glanced at Mo Xiao and suddenly asked him: "You and Mo Xiao have a father-daughter relationship. Now that you have taken my name, according to the rules, you are my third disciple. Then Yu Huang is your second senior sister." In the future, what should you father and daughter call each other?"

This is a really hard problem to solve.

Mo Xiao was also stumped by this problem and couldn't think of a solution for a while.

"Forget it, you two should get along with each other according to your previous seniority. The old man doesn't care about those rules." Waving his hands, Song Ji said: "Yu Huang is extremely talented and is the most outstanding disciple among the three of you. And you What..."

His eyes fell on Mo Xiao's well-proportioned figure and overly handsome cheeks. Song Ji said with a complex expression: "She looks pretty good."

Mo Xiao didn't feel happy at all.

He added in a low voice: "My cultivation level is not bad, I...I am also very rich."

Song Ji gave a short laugh and said: "That's true. You three all have your own strengths and weaknesses. Taixu is kind and pure, and he is responsible for the reputation of the sect. Yu Huang is talented and powerful, and he is the sect's best judge. You have the strength to take charge. If you are rich and handsome, from now on, you will be the face and coffer of our school."

Mo Xiao listened and did not refute. Instead, he suppressed his laughter and said, "The disciple will definitely make more money, respect his master, and take care of his senior brother and Yu Huang."

"It's good that you have this self-awareness." Song Ji added, "By the way, I don't like drinking, I like drinking fruit tea."

After understanding what Song Ji meant, Mo Xiao quickly said: "Tomorrow, I will prepare the best fruit wine for Master to taste."

"Um."

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