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Chapter 57 Lin'an



"Cousin, what's wrong with you?"

Some doubtful voices reached his ears. Ji Yuenian opened his eyes, and what he saw were more than ten disciples in the realm of the Mysterious Realm. At this time, they were standing below with respectful expressions. The person who spoke had an expression on his face.

Unruly young people are the closest to themselves.

Countless unfamiliar memories poured into his mind. Ji Yuenian was silent for a long time, but his eyes gradually filled with doubts.

Didn't this fourth level temporarily cover up his original memory?

Thinking of the Xingyuan Peak Master's inexplicable smile when he came down from Li Shixuan's carriage, Ji Yuenian figured out the reason in a moment.

Although the fourth level does not account for a large proportion in the overall ranking of the assessment, it can very clearly reflect the disciple's attitude towards the sect, which is extremely important in some aspects.

The leader of Xingyuan Peak, Li Shixuan, was probably afraid that something might happen to him in the last level and he would not be able to meet expectations, so he did some unknown tricks to prevent his memory from being temporarily erased. In this fourth level,

It’s no different from cheating within the level!

"I have nothing to do." Ji Yuenian raised his head and looked around at the dozen or so disciples who were in the Xuan realm. "Let's go, we should go to Lin'an Town."

In this illusion, he is an old man who has returned to his true state, named Zhao Yan. His position is an ordinary deacon in the outer sect. At this time, he is leading his disciples to Lin'an Town to collect spiritual taxes.

"Yes, Mr. Deacon."

Many disciples responded one after another, and their faces could not help showing some excitement.

The young man with an unruly expression took a step forward and whispered beside Ji Yuenian: "Cousin, this Lin'an town is so desolate. From a distance, there are no people around. Is there something unexpected going on?"

Ji Yuenian glanced at him and knew that his name was Zhao Mu, and he was a descendant of Zhao Yan's clan.

"Don't worry, just go to town."

Because he has the memory in his body, he knows very clearly that the most critical aspect of this trip to Lin'an Town is the collection of spiritual taxes, and there will be no other variables.

"Yes, cousin."

Zhao Mu responded, and then ordered the disciples who were lagging behind: "Go faster! Do you think I have to make the deacon wait for you?"

Lin'an Town is extremely desolate. Almost half of the spiritual fields and spiritual valleys planted outside the town have withered. Even when Ji Yuenian and his party entered the town, the streets were deserted and there were not a few people at all.

"Where is the guard of Lin'an Town!?"

Zhao Mu gathered his profound energy and jumped up, standing on the stone platform in the center of the town. His voice spread throughout Lin'an Town.

Rustling sounds came from all directions.

As Zhao Mu's voice fell, many pitch-black insects emerged, crawling towards Ji Yuenian and the others!

"Black-armored stoneworms like to eat spiritual grains and spiritual rice the most," Ji Yuenian's cultivation level surged out, and he condensed a solid blue light curtain, looking down at those who were rushing forward one after another.

The dark bugs above the light curtain, "The decline of Lin'an Town seems to have a lot to do with these black-armored stone bugs."

"The guard of Lin'an Town has met Shang Zhen."

A feeble voice came, and on a house dozens of feet away, an octogenarian man lifted up a tile, climbed out from the roof, and saluted Ji Yuenian and others from afar.

At the same time, countless sounds of lifting tiles were heard one after another, and soon everyone in Lin'an Town was standing or sitting on the roof.

These people were all emaciated and dying. The reason why some people were "sitting" on the roof was because they did not have the strength to stand up at all. Even climbing from the beams in the house to the roof took almost half of the journey.

The power of life.

Zhao Mu's expression changed slightly and he scolded: "Are you the guard of Lin'an Town? Why did you conceal the black beetle disaster in the town and not report it? You deserve to die!"

The old man gave a bitter smile and said: "Sir, please calm down. These pitch-black insects come and go without a trace. They have eaten most of the spiritual fields and spiritual valleys outside the town, and sometimes they even eat strangers! Fortunately, they

It doesn't seem to be able to climb high, so you can save your life by hiding on the beams in the house when an insect infestation comes."

"I ask you why you didn't report it! All the spiritual grains and spiritual rice have been eaten up. What should I do with the spiritual tax of the Sect?" Zhao Mu's expression became even colder.

The guard of Lin'an Town looked bitter, shook his head and said: "Although the previous Shangzhen left a jade talisman for communication, I accidentally lost the method of using the jade talisman, and I can't activate it at all."

He is just an ordinary mortal, and he needs extremely special methods to forcefully activate the jade talisman.

"That's all," Ji Yueliang said in a loud voice, "Guardian, we are here to collect spiritual taxes. According to the laws of Taiyu Shengzong, insect plague can be regarded as a disaster. Let's exclude this factor for the time being. All we need is you

Just hand over 80% of all the spiritual valleys and spiritual fields in Lin'an Town within the next ten years."

Every ten years, the Taiyu Sheng Sect will collect 80% of the spiritual tax from the countless territories under its rule. It has been for tens of thousands of years. This is also one of the many sources of the sect's cultivation resources.

The Lin'an town guard's face became even more ugly. He knelt down on the roof tremblingly and said, "Your Majesty, I am guilty!"

Before Ji Yuenian could speak, Zhao Mu beside him said, "What's wrong with you?"

The guard of Lin'an Town actually shed tears in his eyes, and he sobbed: "There was an insect plague some time ago. These pitch-black insects swarmed into the town. They not only devoured most of the spiritual taxes that had been stored in the past few years, but also harmed many people.

life!"

Ji Yuenian frowned slightly and said, "Didn't I just say that the insect plague can be regarded as an unexpected disaster? The Lord only wants 80% of Lin'an Town's remaining spiritual tax at this time."

"Shangzhen, please," the guard shook his gray hair and kept kowtowing on the roof, blood dripping from his forehead, "if before the insect disaster broke out, Lin'an Town would have eliminated 80% of the souls that had been handed over in full."

In addition to taxes, the remaining spiritual rice and spiritual grain are enough for us to survive, but now it is a problem for us to even survive. If Shangzhen takes away 80% of the few remaining spiritual rice, I'm afraid... I'm afraid

Our whole town will starve to death!"

On the other rooftops, the townspeople also knelt down and kowtowed to Ji Yuenian and others.

"Go immediately and collect the remaining spiritual rice, spiritual grains, spiritual grass, etc. in the town and take inventory."

Ji Yuenian shook his head, turned around and gave instructions to Zhao Mu and others.

"Yes, Mr. Deacon!"

Zhao Mu and several disciples all had profound energy or profound energy around them, and they rushed out of the light barrier and stepped into the dense, pitch-black sea of ​​insects.

These insects can eat ordinary people, but they can't do anything to the creatures whose hearts are ignited. They are just a little disgusting.

Among the many remaining disciples, a pretty girl in red had a look of unbearable expression on her face. She did not leave, but stepped forward and said to Ji Yuenian: "Master Deacon, it seems that they don't have much spiritual grain left.

, why don’t we take less this time, help them eliminate the insect infestation, and make up for it in the next ten years.”

Ji Yuenian glanced sideways at her, thoughts swirling in his mind.

By disobeying orders, this woman has violated the sect's rules. This is a trap.

"Presumptuous!" As the scolding voice came out, Ji Yuenian summoned the tyrannical profound energy of the Return to True Realm in his palm, and directly slapped it on the body of the girl in red!

boom!


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