Chapter 218 A monk’s daily life, tracking adventures!
With the collapse of Jiaojing Island and no more divine power leaking out, many evil gods here will lose their power and degenerate into their original beasts.
This place is mysterious and gradually disappears.
Yang Xiuming looked at Shen Yuanqi, wondering if his talent would continue to exist or if it would disappear like the divine power here?
Shen Yuanqi didn't care about this. For him, returning to normal here was like removing a shackles.
He wants to leave here. For him, many memories here are too heavy!
Yang Xiuming was not in a hurry. He came over to accompany him and waited silently.
The appointed day soon arrived.
Yang Xiuming came here again, took over the Taiqing clone, and continued to wait.
At noon, suddenly there was a flash of light in the sky, and a person appeared.
That man stood proudly in the void, with a powerful consciousness that enveloped the surrounding areas. Looking from a distance, he looked like the sun, infinitely great.
This is the true god-incarnation!
Yang Xiuming knew how tyrannical this person was just by feeling his spiritual thoughts.
No wonder he can come here to pick up people, any so-called evil god is vulnerable to him.
In an instant, the man was in front of Yang Xiuming.
Even if he stood in front of Yang Xiuming, Yang Xiuming couldn't see his face clearly and knew whether he was a man or a woman.
But Yang Xiuming was not afraid at all and saluted and said:
"But Senior Yu Li?"
The other party shook his head and said: "No, Yu Lion is my master."
"It's you, you want me to come and pick you up?"
It seems that he is very unwilling.
Yang Xiuming smiled and said: "Yes, senior, please send him to Qi country!"
The man seemed very unwilling: "Xiao Zhuji deserves to be picked up and dropped off by me.
I really don’t know how you came into contact with my master!”
He looked down on Yang Xiuming and others from the bottom of his heart. They were just like ants in building foundations.
Yang Xiuming continued to smile and said: "Although we are building foundations, our master is also returning to the void!"
Extremely indifferent, but full of confidence, looking at each other proudly, without any fear.
The other party was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Okay, I underestimated you."
"Then let's go!"
Yang Xiuming said: "I'm sorry, senior!"
After saying that, he bowed and his body automatically dissipated, leaving only Shen Yuanqi here.
"One Qi transforms three pure states?"
The other party frowned and looked at Shen Yuanqi.
Shen Yuanqi's face was cold, neither humble nor arrogant.
The man shook his hand, and Shen Yuanqi was taken away by him. Then he took one step and immediately left Jiaojing Island.
With his departure, Jiaojing Island gradually calmed down.
The surroundings lost their divine power, the powerful sea beasts all left, and the weak murlocs returned here again.
Some fish people landed on the island and thanked the sea god for giving them a place to live and thrive here.
The world is like this...
This man was really fast. In less than an hour, Shen Yuanqi was released by him.
Surrounding it is a human city, very prosperous.
"This is the Ancient Moon City of Qi Kingdom.
Okay, the task is accomplished, take care of yourself."
Shen Yuanqi saluted and said, "Thank you, senior!"
When he looked up again, the other party had disappeared and ignored him.
Shen Yuanqi looked around. People here were like ants, rubbing shoulders one after another. It was very lively.
The city is mostly built with bricks and tiles and embroidered railings, which are very luxurious.
Pedestrians on the road all have rosy faces, smiles all over their faces, and rarely look sad. It seems that life here is excellent, at least they don't have to worry about food and clothing.
Shen Yuanqi couldn't help but smile. He was back in the human world and no longer had to live alone.
Yang Xiuming did not leave and stayed with Shen Yuanqi.
"Old Shen, let's find our relatives first!"
Shen Yuanqi nodded and walked along the street. He passed by an old man selling tea. He saluted and said:
"Old man, I would like to ask you how to get to Shen's Mansion?"
"Shen's Mansion, that Shen's Mansion?"
"Forty years ago, the Shen Mansion once produced a great scholar, Shen Heling, and his father was the Prime Minister of Qi State."
"Ah, you are talking about the old Shen family. Over the years, after the death of the old prime minister, their family has declined.
You follow this avenue and keep going south..."
The old man showed the way. Shen Yuanqi thanked him and followed the directions to Shen Mansion.
Along the way, I asked several people again. During the questioning, everyone in the Shen family had the same impression that the old prime minister had fallen into decline after his death.
But everyone has a good impression of Shen Mansion and there are no negative comments.
The position of prime minister is the most discussed by people. With such evaluation, the old man can be regarded as having a good death.
Soon Shen Yuanqi came to a mansion.
This mansion can see its glory in the past, but now it is dilapidated and empty!
Shen Yuanqi took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Although Shen Yuanqi's expression remained unchanged, Yang Xiuming could feel his nervousness.
"Dong dong dong!"
Soon the door opened and a concierge appeared, also an old man in his sixties, which showed the decline of the Shen family.
"Excuse me, are you looking for this little brother?"
Shen Yuanqi said slowly: "My father Shen Heling, my name is Shen Yuanqi, I come to recognize my ancestor and return to my clan!"
As soon as he said this, the concierge was shocked and said hurriedly:
"Brother, please wait a moment, I will report to the master."
He hurriedly entered the mansion to report, and suddenly the mansion seemed to be lively.
Someone came to invite him, and Shen Yuanqi followed the servant into the mansion.
Then he went straight into the main hall. When he arrived at the main hall, there were three people sitting in the main hall.
These three people should be the older generation of the Shen family, and one of them looks almost exactly like Shen Yuanqi.
One is the current head of the Shen family, Shen Yuanqi's uncle Shen Hefei, but he is a mortal and has not cultivated.
The latter two are both grandfathers of the Shen family, monks, and at the foundation-building level.
Acknowledging relatives is also very simple. When they meet, Shen Hefei just shouts:
"Third brother, third brother."
He seemed very sad, but he controlled himself and did not shout or cry loudly, but could not help but shed tears.
You don’t need to be sure. Just by looking at their faces, you can basically identify them as relatives. They almost all look about 70% or 80% similar.
Everyone sat down, and Shen Yuanqi talked about his father's shipwreck on a ship, his exile on an isolated island, and his various experiences living on the island.
As the experience slowly unfolded, Shen Hefei was deeply distressed.
"My third brother is ten times more talented than me. If he lives, he will be able to revive the Shen family."
Very sad.
Then everyone took Shen Yuanqi to the ancestral hall.
When I got there, I paid homage to my ancestors and grandfather, and left my mark on the family tree.
This is acknowledging one’s ancestors!
However, someone seemed to be hesitating. Shen Hefei's wife quietly said to Shen Hefei:
"This son has returned, but his origin is unclear. His mother does not seem to be a human race. Can we sever ties with him?"
Shen Hefei said angrily: "Confused, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"This is our family's bloodline, how can we just cut it off?"
"Ms. sir, he's back and wants to share the family property. It's a critical moment for the family's mistress. Whether he can be promoted depends on this year's offerings. The family's money..."
This is the main purpose.
Shen Hefei hesitated and said, "Remember these words and never say them again in the future.
Our Shen family has a family tradition that has been upright for generations, and there will never be anything like this that brings disaster to Xiao Qiang.
As for Xiaosi, that is his own destiny. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, and it is not something we can interfere with!"
At this point, Shen Yuanqi settled here.
He lives in a private courtyard, with two servants serving him, and meals are automatically delivered to him every day.
But to be honest, the food is just average and very bland.
This is normal, my family is really poor!
Although Shen Hefei speaks upright, his attitude towards Shen Yuanqi is average and he doesn't ask questions.
There seems to be harmony between the families, but there seems to be a layer of shackles invisibly, as if there is an invisible barrier between everyone, and there is no family affection like Shen Yuanqi imagined.
During these two days, Shen Yuanqi sighed, this was not the family relationship he wanted.
He called Yang Xiuming and said, "Brother, I want to spend some spiritual stones!"
"Why are you asking me? The spiritual stones are all in the storage space. You can spend them as you like. What do you care about?"
"Okay, here comes one hundred thousand spirit stones!"
Shen Yuanqi took one hundred thousand spirit stones and went to see the uncle.
When I met the uncle, I took out the spiritual stone, which was all covered with white flowers.
The Shen family was shocked. The two old men were so excited that they almost cried. They had never seen so much money.
Aunt Shen was also extremely excited. With so many spiritual stones, her son's fate could be changed.
You can definitely get that position.
But only Shen Hefei's expression remained unchanged, and he actually taught Shen Yuanqi a lesson.
Shen Yuanqi discovered at this time that the Shen family was like this.
No matter he is poor or rich, his family treats him like this.
Not for him, but for everyone.
The Shen family comes from a Confucian family, and the family is upright, but pedantic.
They adhere to the Confucian principle of "preserving heaven's principles and destroying human desires" and suppress their emotions at all times.
So when my father went out to travel, he just wanted to avoid them.
When you meet a kind-hearted fishman mother, you don't have to control your emotions at all and love her wholeheartedly.
Therefore, after the death of the old man, the family was in ruins, because Shen Hefei and the others only accepted death and did not know how to adapt!
Shen Yuanqi smiled bitterly three times and found a family member, but it was not the kind of family relationship he wanted!
"Brother, help me!"
"I'm going to the Light Demon Sect. I don't want to stay here anymore!"
Yang Xiuming nodded and said: "Okay, no problem!
But we have to wait until the fourteenth of next month for Master to come find us!"
After arriving here, Yang Xiuming checked and found that he could go to Dingzhou Light Demon Sect.
But the journey is too long. This is the most remote frontier area. It requires many transfers of flying boats along the way. It will take at least ten years to reach it.
The place where everyone is, Fu Xialiang's Taishang Road in Yuanzhou, is the real frontier, the forefront of resisting foreign invasion.
No one knows exactly where the Tieling realm where Zhang Yue is located, and they even suspect that it is not in the human race territory.
The Liaochang realm where Yang Xiuming was originally located has collapsed, and the Qingzhou Shenwei Sect area where he is now is actually within the territory where the human race is located.
Although it is not a core area like Kunlun Mountain, it is still a prosperous internal territory of the human race.
The Qishan Road in Fengzhou where Shen Yuanqi is located is the most remote territory, a barren land, an area where the human race has just reclaimed land and where birds don't poop.
So Yang Xiuming decided to stick to the old method and hire someone to pick up Shen Yuanqi, which was much faster than taking a flying boat by himself.
At this time, Yang Xiuming was staying at an inn in Xinchang City.
Shen Yuanqi's side calmed down, and Yang Xiuming was ready to continue setting off and return home.
The inn he stayed in was very nice and provided free meals in the morning.
In fact, Yang Xiuming could eat it or not, but the green tea served with breakfast at this restaurant was particularly fragrant. Yang Xiuming decided to take a sip before setting off.
In this restaurant, besides him, there were four monks.
Yang Xiuming discovered them from a distance. Three of the four people were building foundations. One of the youngest girls was just a Qi Refining Perfection.
Yang Xiuming was able to roughly judge it through their envoys' magical weapons and the fluctuations of their true energy.
The four of them were also drinking tea. Looking over, they also met by chance.
One of the four people was an old man. He could tell at a glance that he was a casual cultivator. He wielded a flying sword and had a wine gourd on his waist.
There were two and three others. The girl and one of the young men should be brothers and sisters or lovers. They wore the same robes and must come from a family of cultivators.
The last man is a tall man with a tall build, beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes. At first glance, he looks like a bold man. He has the highest level of cultivation and should be in the late stage of foundation building.
Yang Xiuming didn't pay attention to them and drank his own.
The girl looked at Yang Xiuming, seemed to roll her eyes, and came over to salute:
"This fellow Taoist, will you go to the Big Buddha Temple to see the Big Buddha?"
The words are clear and refreshing, and make people feel comfortable hearing them.
Yang Xiuming nodded and said: "I am Yang Xiuming, a casual cultivator, traveling here.
The people and the place here are unfamiliar, so how can the giant Buddha be so mysterious?"
The old man smiled and said:
"As a disciple of cultivating immortals, meeting each other by chance is fate. The Great Buddhist Temple not far away, a hundred miles away, is particularly magical. You and I can go there together."
"I am also a casual cultivator, and the fairy wine merchant Yu Qingmu is so polite!"
Yang Xiuming said: "I don't know what magic that big Buddha has."
The burly man next to him said: "I know this!"
"Laohei, Sanxiu Ma, has met fellow Taoist monks."
"That giant Buddha didn't exist at all 3,500 years ago, but suddenly it flew over overnight!
…”
When Ma Laohei started talking about this, he was very happy.
The pair of young men next to them are brother and sister, disciples of the Yun family, a family that cultivates immortality.
The man's name is Yun Jingfei, and the woman's name is Yun Jingxian!
Ma Laohei said a few words here, and he looked at Yu Qingmu.
Yu Qingmu smiled and poured a bowl of water and wine for each of them.
"This is a small business, so I can only treat everyone to one bowl."
The Yun brothers and sisters took it, smelled it, and cast a spell to identify whether the wine was poisonous.
This is an ability that monks must master.
Yang Xiuming smiled, picked up the wine bowl at random, and checked his abilities to find out that it was non-toxic and harmless before drinking it in one gulp.
The wine is like fire. It should be a second-level spiritual wine. A pot is worth more than a dozen spiritual stones.
But that’s it…
Suddenly Yang Xiuming was stunned and felt carefully.
This wine has something to say!
There is a strange flavor in this wine that Yang Xiuming would never have been able to detect before.
However, after the Reef View Island incident, the magical power of Guting, the descendant of the Great Adventure, was leaked.
Yang Xiuming could feel that there was a hint of divine power in the wine.
It's just extremely weak, almost to the point of being non-existent.
If Yang Xiuming drinks this wine in a few days, he won't be able to feel it, because the divine power of the divine descendant Guting has dissipated.
But Yang Xiuming can still taste it now.
His eyes lit up and he took a closer look.
During the refining process of this wine, there must be something similar to the power leaked from the ancient court of the Great Adventure God...
He took a sip of wine and said: "Good wine! Do you have any more? How many spiritual stones are there? Give me a pot!"
Yu Qingmu was stunned and said: "Really?"
"How many spirit stones?"
"This is the second-level spiritual wine I brewed, which is as strong as fire. Fifteen spiritual stones make a pot."
"Have a pot!"
Ma Laohei smiled and said: "Brother Yu, you have met a wealthy man and you have become rich!"
Yang Xiuming smiled and tasted it carefully.
There is indeed a trace of strange power in this wine.
After finishing the pot quickly, Yang Xiuming looked at Yu Qingmu: "Are there any other spiritual wines?"
Yu Qingmu said: "I also have three kinds of spiritual wine, the third-level Changqingmu, the third-level Drunken Immortal Zen, and the third-level Concubine's Laughter!
The third-level ones are a bit expensive, Evergreen Wood costs 150 spiritual stones per pot, Zuixian Chan costs 180 spiritual stones per pot, and Concubine Xiao of the third level costs 270 spiritual stones per pot!"
The second-level spiritual wine is as strong as fire, so it is given to others to drink. The third-level wine is only for buying and selling goods and is not given away at all.
Yang Xiuming said: "Give me a pot as well!"
Yu Qingmu took out three more pots of spiritual wine and looked at the packaging of these spiritual wines. They were much more exquisite than the strong ones.
Yang Xiuming took a sip one by one and said:
"tasty"
These wines are no longer good, there is no trace of that feeling.
Only the cheapest second-level Li Ruhuo can have this feeling.
Yang Xiuming smiled, looked at Yu Qingmu, and started chatting.
Everyone is drinking here, you say something, I say something, and after three cups of Torunuo, the five mountains are lightened, and we immediately become friends.
Yu Qingmu actually came from the outer sect of Canghai Sect, but he was not strong enough to enter the inner sect. He was eventually kicked out and became a casual cultivator.
He met an immortal fate and relied on a magical spiritual plant to advance and build a foundation, but his strength was average, not even as good as some Qi Refining Dzogchen.
Ma Laohei, on the other hand, was born in the underworld. He once rescued a casual cultivator, and later made peace with him by fate and embarked on the path of immortality.
When he advanced to build foundations, they were real, and they were all killed!
The Yun family brothers and sisters are from a standard cultivating family. They have traveled around the world and gained experience.
After breakfast, the five of them walked together to the Big Buddha Temple to worship Buddha.
Everyone was flying and chatting all the way. Although they were not flying fast because of Yun Jingxian's drag, they could not feel the slowness of time at all. Everyone was talking and laughing, and they were enjoying themselves.
Along the way, Yang Xiuming acted like an alcoholic and especially liked drinking.
Suddenly he got in touch with Yu Qingmu, and he was actually exploring the origin of the second-level spirit wine that was as strong as fire.
Evergreen wood does not contain power, so it is easy to deal with it. You can use this to distinguish it, trace it back to its origin, and find opportunities for great adventures.
This wine contains power, which is nothing more than water, grain, and other ingredients.
Having found the shadow of a great opportunity, Yang Xiuming was not in a hurry and took his time.
Just like a wolf seeing meat, he must eat it!
Yu Qingmu and Ma Laohei have been friends for many years. This is the first time that the Yun family brothers and sisters have met by chance. The five of them have not been together for too long. They meet by chance. What matters is fate.
At noon, they came to the Big Buddha Temple.
Yu Qingmu has been here many times, taking everyone inside to worship Buddha.
This giant Buddha is a thousand feet tall, appears out of thin air, and is extremely majestic.
Yang Xiuming also worshiped Buddha carefully. Among them, there were several monks in the Great Buddha Temple. Yang Xiuming silently felt that they were all powerful and should not be offended.
While worshiping the Buddha, Yun Jingxian was surprisingly blessed by three monks and also received a string of Buddha treasures. Although it was only a second-level magic weapon, it was a great opportunity.
No wonder she would directly chat with Yang Xiuming, this girl is not simple.
Soon, the worship was over and everyone left the Great Buddha Temple, not knowing where to go next.
At this time, the value of the old guy was reflected, Yu Qingmu said:
"Three hundred miles to the northwest, there is a Xiuxian family, the Nanwo Family, which is the influence of Zuo Taoist Priest Gu Zong.
Calculating the time, tomorrow should be the annual grand gathering. Many immortal cultivators around, including disciples from the Hualin Sect, Jiang Xinzhai, and Star Observation Tower, will come to participate in the grand gathering."
As long as Yang Xiuming wants to pursue the opportunity of a great adventure, he can go anywhere.
Several other people were also traveling, and when they saw that they had nothing to do, they decided to go to the Xiuxian family's Nanwo family.
Not far away for three hundred miles, they soon arrived at the Xiuxian family's Nanwo home.
They only have one inn here, Yu Qingmu said:
"There is only one inn here, and I'm afraid there won't be any rooms at this time.
We can't just squat outside all night, but we can save three spiritual stones."
Ma Laohei shook his head and said:
"It's best not to spend the night outside. There's a big gathering tomorrow. People here are either sellers or buyers, and they all have stuff on them.
It’s very uneventful outside. After killing someone, there’s a fireball, but there’s no evidence whatsoever.”
After saying this, Yu Qingmu's expression suddenly changed and he never talked about spending the night outside again.
Fortunately, the room was still available, but the price was not the previous three spiritual stones, but ten spiritual stones per night. Yu Qingmu immediately began to mutter that the price was too expensive.
The waiter ignored him and looked like he couldn't stand it.
Yang Xiuming shook his head and took out the spirit stone.
Three rooms were booked, one for the Yun family and one for Yu Qingmu and Ma Laohei.
The reason why the Yun brothers and sisters live together is not because there are no spirit stones, but because it is a mixed bag and unsafe.
After the room was set, Yu Qingmu was extremely happy and muttered thanks to Yang Xiuming, which made Yang Xiuming very embarrassed.
However, the Yun brothers and sisters did not use Yang Xiuming to provide money, and they were not short of spiritual stones.
After I settled in, there was a knock on the door soon.
The Yun brothers and sisters came to invite them. They prepared a dinner and called everyone over to eat.
Yang Xiuming passed by, and Yu Qingmu and Ma Laohei were also there, with a table full of good food.
It seems that this Yun family specializes in cooking and is able to cook such delicious food in a short period of time.
Everyone started eating and drinking, and we were very happy when you said something and I said something.
Yang Xiuming called Fu Xialiang and he hosted the dinner.
Fu Xialiang, this was a trivial matter. Several legends and stories in the world of immortality made everyone sigh.
During the meal, Yun Jingxian poured wine for Fu Xialiang from time to time, looking at him with a very sweet smile.
Yang Xiuming shook his head. The old man was really amazing. With just a few words and a few looks, he was able to seduce another girl!
Under Yang Xiuming's spirit stone, Yu Qingmu couldn't help but take out water and wine, and soon, he drank up all the fierce fire in his body.
He wanted to take out other spiritual wines, but Yang Xiuming said that the other wines were not tasty enough.
Under Yang Xiuming's toast, Yu Qingmu gradually drank too much, and Yang Xiuming began to ask detailed questions and various inquiries.
Yu Qingmu was also drunk, muttering, and told him a blending formula as strong as fire.
In fact, this formula is not worth much. It is sold everywhere, and you can buy it with dozens of spirit stones.
Yang Xiuming has thoroughly mastered the formula of Lie Ruhuo. The key is where Yu Qingmu refined it and what materials he used.
And Yu Qingmu agreed to take Yang Xiuming home and refine the wine with his own hands.
Later, when Yang Xiuming pressed him, Ma Laohei also figured out something.
But he didn't say a word, acted as if he hadn't seen anything, and acted wisely to protect himself.
He saw how powerful Yang Xiuming was, and he would not offend such a ruthless person for Yu Qingmu.
In fact, Yu Qingmu is not sure whether he drank too much or not.
But Yang Xiuming is gradually showing his talents. The contacts he has had today are all for the preparation of now. No matter how much you drink or how little, I have to say everything.
After the banquet was over, Ma Laohei woke everyone up early the next morning before dawn. They set up stalls to sell goods, exchange their belongings for spiritual stones, and then buy other goods.
Ma Laohei is experienced and wakes everyone up in advance to occupy a good stall to avoid suffering losses in the future.
Yu Qingmu was still drunk, and what happened last night seemed like it had never happened.
Yang Xiuming was also simple and simply gave him a thousand spirit stones.
All doubts disappeared, Yu Qingmu patted his chest and agreed to teach Yang Xiuming how to make wine.
After the big gathering, it’s time to go home and teach.
Every time there is a big market in this market, a place will be prepared for casual cultivators to set up stalls. As long as they pay three spiritual stones, they can sell here for a day, and there will also be someone to protect them and maintain order.
They thought they got up early, but there were others who got up earlier than them, and there were more than fifty people waiting in line here.
The monks queued up honestly, but suddenly there was a noise in front of them, and the price of the stall had increased.
It used to be that there were three spiritual stones for a day, but now there are five spiritual stones. The cultivators waiting in line here are all from poor backgrounds. Otherwise, who would queue up here early in the morning if they had a large sum of spiritual stones? Suddenly there was countless noises.
There were murmurs.
But how else can I get it? This is someone else’s territory. In the end, everyone has to pay the fee and settle the matter. I can only say bitterly:
"Never come again next year."
Complaining is just a way to vent your anger.
Ma Laohei just smiled and didn't care at all.
He strode past everyone and went directly to the manager.
Five people built four foundations. The manager did not dare to offend them and immediately selected the best booth for them. As for the spiritual stones, they would not accept them!
Several of them choose a booth.
Ma Laohei boasted:
"There is a lot of wisdom in setting up stalls. You should definitely not set up stalls in the first three stalls at the street corner. People have a shopping mentality. They only go to your place to check the prices, and then go inside to ask and compare, and finally make a purchase.
You see, our place is right at the corner of the street. Usually people who come here will stop and take a look at our goods. As long as our goods are not too bad, there will be absolutely no problem."
Ma Laohei's goods are some high-quality elixirs, specially prepared for foundation-building monks.
The purpose of his trip this time was this big gathering.
The Yun brothers and sisters have a mess of goods, including talismans, elixirs, and everything.
They are not planning to sell goods, they are just responding to the situation.
What Yu Qingmu had was wine, but Yang Xiuming had already drank a lot of it.
Yang Xiuming, on the other hand, has no goods...
I got the stall, but there’s nothing?
What else are you selling?
Leave directly.
After thinking about it, he bought all Yu Qingmu's wine, so he didn't have to queue up!
Come and chat with yourself!
Only Ma Laohei sells goods at the stall, and the Yun brothers and sisters experience life and follow suit.
After a while, the sun rose, and a large number of immortal cultivators gathered here. Suddenly, people came and went on the street, and countless immortal cultivators passed by.
There are quite a lot of foundation-building monks here. Disciples from the Hualin Sect, Jiang Xinzhai, and Star Observation Deck appeared in large numbers.
After selling for less than half an hour, the Yun brothers and sisters stopped selling goods. It was so boring.
The Yun brothers and sisters entered the big gathering and went to play.
Yu Qingmu chatted for a while and then wandered around, looking for brewing materials.
Only the poor Ma Laohei continues to sell goods there!
It wasn't noon yet, when suddenly, Yu Qingmu ran out with a panic look on his face.
The Yun family brothers and sisters were following behind him. Without them taking action, Yu Qingmu would not be able to escape here.
"Old horse? Let's go, go quickly!"
Ma Laohei was also very experienced, so he immediately put away his stall and turned around to leave.
Yang Xiuming frowned and followed closely.
Behind them, a group of people came out and chased them.
Among them were some people with bright robes and endless momentum. They were monks from the Hualin Sect, Jiang Xinzhai, and Star Observation Tower.
Everyone quickly rushed outside Fangshi, and Ma Laohei suddenly said:
"Everyone caught it!"
Yang Xiuming didn't know why, but the five of them still held hands.
Ma Laohei shouted:
"A journey of thousands of miles begins with a single step, escape."
Immediately, the five people turned into a line of light and shadow and flew away into the distance instantly. The people following behind them couldn't help but cursed, and they all set up their swords or used magic weapons to follow behind.
Fu Xialiang said in surprise: "Is this the magic of Tianxing Jianzong?"
It seems that Ma Laohei is not simple either.
This flying escape flew five hundred miles away in one breath. When everyone landed, Ma Laohei said:
"what happened?"
Yu Qingmu said: "Girl from the Yun family, you have a great opportunity to buy a treasure at a stall.
But the monks from the Hualin Sect discovered that they wanted to rob me by force, how could I let them succeed?"
Yang Xiuming nodded, Yu Qingmu was okay at the critical moment.
Ma Laohei asked: "What treasure?"
Yun Jingxian took out an object, a crystal, about six inches long and seventeen prisms, suspended in the earth, emitting this strange energy, as if there was a bright galaxy hidden in it, with countless stars twinkling and intertwining in the starry sky.
It forms a band of galaxy light, dancing among the gems.
It's like billions of crystal stars, shining with colorful light. The reflected light from countless angles gathers together and interweaves into a dazzling beauty.
"This treasure is called the Dingtian Stone, a kind of meteorite from heaven.
Outside the caves and heavens of all dimensions, there are terrible Tiangang and Earthly Evils.
The Dingtian Stone can stabilize the evil spirit of Gangfeng and return it to its original source into pure spiritual energy. This can be regarded as a supplementary magic weapon for the Dimensional Cave Heaven.
One is worth at least half a million spiritual stones!"
As soon as he said this, everyone's expression changed.
Ma Laohei and Yu Qingmu looked at each other. According to the rules of the immortal world, everyone has contributed to this treasure and must share a part.
Yun Jingxian discovered that the treasure was divided into 70%, Yu Qingmu rescued her and divided into 20%, Ma Laohei left with everyone, and also received 10%.
Even Yang Xiuming, who had no energy at all, still scored points.
As the saying goes, he who sees it has a share.
However, this Tianding Stone cannot be smashed and cannot be separated. Yun Jingxian needs to produce spiritual stones to make up for everyone's share. However, this treasure is worth half a million yuan. How can Yun Jingxian have so many spiritual stones.
Yun Jingfei said: "Everyone, move quickly, be careful they come after you!"
Yu Qingmu gritted his teeth and said, "One hundred thousand spirit stones!"
"Just catch up if you catch up!"
Before the Lingshi, I didn’t even care about my life!
Yun Jingfei blocked his sister behind him and said, "We brothers and sisters really don't have that many spirit stones.
You two can share the dividends with our family!"
Ma Laohei smiled and said: "You are seeking your own death. There is no turning back, right?"
Seeing that they were about to fall out, Yang Xiuming was speechless.
Fu Xialiang suddenly said: "Brother, get that Tianding Stone.
This is a good thing, I can sell it for 600,000 spiritual stones!"
Yang Xiuming's eyes lit up and he said:
"Okay, I have an idea.
I bought this Dingtian Stone, you can take it and share it with me!"
Everyone was stunned, what did you say? This is half a million spiritual stones.
Yang Xiuming immediately took out the spiritual stones, piles in piles, totaling half a million.
He signaled, you guys divide it!
Everyone was dumbfounded!
But they acted quickly. The Yun brothers and sisters took 350,000, Yu Qingmu took 100,000, and Ma Laohei took 50,000.
Yun Jingfei took out 30,000 spirit stones and handed them to Yang Xiuming.
Yang Xiuming didn't exert any force, but he followed the rules of the world of immortality.
In fact, five thousand spirit stones were enough, but Yang Xiuming solved the problem and took out half a million spirit stones, so Yun Jingfei gave him thirty thousand.
Yang Xiuming smiled and put away the spirit stone and the heaven-fixing stone.
Just as he was about to speak, there was a sudden flash in the sky, like a stream of light, and followed him here.
Then the stream of light fell and suddenly transformed into eight foundation-building monks, heading straight towards them.
Ma Laohei shouted: "No, Jiang Xinzhai's flowing clouds are blowing and falling with the wind!
They're coming after me!
Don’t be afraid, everyone, there are four of us here and eight of them, we won’t necessarily lose!”
The eight Jiang Xinzhai monks over there didn't waste any time and just came over to kill them.
Jiangxinzhai, the poem title in the gate: The treasure world condenses the three islands, the carved platform dominates the four villages. The Dharma mirror hangs in the center of the river, and Cihang comes out of the ferry.
They are half Buddha and half Confucian, and have strange magic powers.
At the moment of the fight, Yu Qingmu was beaten until he was rolling and crawling.
Yun Jingfei defended Yun Jingxian with all his strength, making it difficult to resist.
Ma Laohei sighed, saying there was nothing he could do, I'm sorry to everyone, he turned around and ran away.
"A journey of thousands of miles begins with a single step, escape."
He immediately took off and flew three miles away in an instant, then turned around and came back again.
It was not because of conscience, because Yang Xiuming took action.
One sword "Zhen Jiang Dang Hai Luo Yun Xia" shook the opponent away, one sword "Void Transformation Bird Soared into the Sky" immediately killed one person, and another sword "Purple Qiu Cao Hai Chaos Divine Sword" killed another person.
The other party yelled, and the remaining six people let go of the others and went straight to Yang Xiuming.
Yang Xiuming stretched out his hand again, and took a picture of a big hand from under the sky, "The Netherworld's Gloomy Big Capture Hand".
The other six people could only avoid it, and then Yang Xiuming used his sword "Potianque Three Swords of God" again, injuring another person.
It's like bullying a child.
At this moment, a starlight seemed to fall, and six foundation-building monks appeared.
This is a disciple of the Star Observatory.
Star Observation Deck, the poem in the door reads: Purple air floats from the east, looping around to look down at the blue ripples. The universe and the Dharma are like two bridges, and the stars are shining brightly across the nine states.
When the six people arrived, they immediately attracted the power of the stars and slowly descended, setting up a large formation to suppress Yang Xiuming.
Yang Xiuming smiled, stretched out his hand, and thunder started!
In the void, a dazzling sound sounded:
"Qiankun borrows the law, Ziwu is mighty!"
Ziwu’s mighty thunder of the universe!
Thirty-six thunderballs fell and then exploded, turning the entire space into a sea of thunder and lightning.
The sea of thunder covered the entire swamp, and there was boiling thunder in all directions.
In this sea of thunder, many monks screamed.
However, as soon as Yang Xiuming stretched out his hand, the thunder sea disappeared, and he never killed him.
The sword he just drew was only wounded but not fatal!
Yang Xiuming looked at them and said: "Get out!"
Those foundation-building monks were all in a panic, and someone immediately said: "Thank you, thank you so much!"
They got up one by one, helped each other, and left.
It was only after seeing this scene that Ma Laohei did not leave but came back again.
Yang Xiuming looked at everyone and said: "Everyone, the matter has been resolved, let's continue!"
They are all stupid.
Ma Laohei clasped his fists and said, "Brother Yang, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness!
I won't continue, I'm going to run away.
Although you defeated them, they have remembered us.
I am considered well-founded, and they will definitely kill me.
I can't afford to offend Hualin Sect, Jiang Xinzhai, and Star Observatory.
So I am leaving Qingzhou. People will live if I move, but trees will die if I move.
I will go to Chaihe River immediately to go to other states and escape!"
But when I think about it, it's normal. Hualin Sect, Jiang Xinzhai, and Star Observatory are all local right-wingers and indigenous dogs.
Ma Laohei has been exposed and can only escape.
Yang Xiuming nodded, clasped his fists and said: "The green mountains will not change, and the green waters will flow forever. See you again if we are destined to have mountains and rivers!"
"If you want to contact me, you can send a message to Longshan Island Cave House in Qiandao Lake. That is a place for me to stay."
Ma Laohei saluted one by one and said: "I'm leaving, the green mountains will not change, the green water will always flow, we will see you again if we are destined to the mountains and rivers!"
Then it turned into a stream of light and escaped.
Yun Jingfei also said: "Brother Yang, our brother and sister have also gone home.
Our family is quite strong and we are not afraid of Hualin Sect, Jiang Xinzhai and Star Observation Tower.
We will meet again in the future!"
Yang Xiuming clasped his fists and said: "The green mountains will not change, and the green waters will flow forever. See you again if we are destined to have mountains and rivers!"
Yun Jingxian said: "I remember the Longshan Island Cave House in Qiandao Lake!
My family is Fulishan Yun family!"
Yang Xiuming nodded, he didn't care at all about Fulishan Yun Family.
At this point, the Yun family brothers and sisters also left.
Yu Qingmu also wanted to say something and ran away.
Yang Xiuming smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Yu, you can't leave.
Go ahead and teach me how to make wine."
Yu Qingmu was speechless and said: "Hey, I don't know what the benefits of wine are, so you just stare at it?"
"Let's go, Fellow Daoist Yu, the road is still long!"
The two set off for Yu Qingmu's cave.
Everything was fine along the way.
As they walked, Yang Xiuming felt something in his heart. Just as he was fighting, Yu Qingmu was frighteningly weak. He was like a loser.
But why was he so weak? Suddenly Yang Xiuming looked at Yu Qingmu.
He said slowly:
"Shadowless, formless, neither black nor white, silent, breathless, unclear; neither good nor evil, neither good nor evil, no heaven and no earth, neither birth nor death!"
Yu Qingmu suddenly shouted, as if he was frightened.
He stared at Yang Xiuming, unable to believe it.
"You, you, you too..."
Yang Xiuming nodded and said: "Yes!"
Yu Qingmu has no dark energy in his body. He belongs to the elite of the Hidden God Sect and an outer disciple of the Dark Demon Sect.
It's just that his strength is so weak, there is only one possibility for him to become a casual cultivator, and he will fail in hiding.
"Did you fail to lurk?"
Yu Qingmu sighed and said: "Yes, Canghai Sect, alas, failed in the end."
He seemed speechless.
"The abominable Tibetan God Sect, born here, will always be a waste.
The hateful Dark Demon Sect, if you fail once, you will be expelled and you will lose your qualifications forever!"
In the words, there is endless anger, hatred, unwillingness, and nostalgia!
He was once a proud man of heaven, otherwise he would not have discovered the outer gate of the Dark Demon Sect, but in the end, he still fell into ruin. Building the foundation was not as good as refining the Qi...
It can only be said that he is a casual cultivator, living in confusion...
This is the fate of most Tibetan God Sect disciples!