A group of people wearing armor, carrying guns and weapons on their waists walked through the mountain road and headed towards the village with a large amount of farmland ahead.
"Captain, after buying food this time, we can have a holiday."
A young man in the team, who was at least fifteen or sixteen years old, said with some expectation: "I heard that there is a Yuelai Tower in the city, and the folk music there is very good."
"Hahaha, you want to go? You're not even close to the crown." A middle-aged man touched the boy's head and laughed: "My son is only two years younger than you."
The young man knocked off the middle-aged man's hand and said in dissatisfaction: "I am a member of the Hundred Guards Army. It has nothing to do with whether I am the best or not. My son is not the same."
"As long as my son is older, he will inherit his father's legacy. It will be the same for your son when he gets married. Save some salary and save it for marriage."
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I heard that many people have crossed the threshold of your house, including those from rich families. You don't want those delicate ladies, but you want to listen to some music."
The young man said disdainfully: "What do you know? Listening to music is freedom. I spend money and listen to music seriously. I don't owe anyone anything. As for getting married?"
With a little yearning, he said: "I'll think about this later when I join the Golden Immortal Forbidden Army."
The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "Then you have to work hard. I hope your team will fight against me. I have fought more than ten times, followed the great immortal, killed bandits and exterminated evil spirits, and I haven't even joined the imperial army yet."
"You are getting old and have no courage. I can do it!"
The young man tightened the gun on his back and was full of confidence: "As long as I encounter evil, I will take his head in exchange for the position of the Forbidden Army, so that he can better serve the Golden Immortal Sect!"
"Okay, okay, let's harvest the grain first. During the first or second harvest season, those of us who are neither up nor down are the busiest."
The captain waved his hands and said: "Those guard posts in the city are quite light and can be patrolled every day. The forbidden troops above are not easily dispatched, so we have to do everything. After the things are done, let's rest for a few days.
Boy, I'll take you to Yuelai Building to listen to music!"
The young man looked unbelieving: "Captain, please don't lie to me. Last year, you said the same thing about the autumn harvest. Now it's the summer harvest, and you still say the same thing."
"Forehead"
The team was scratching their heads and looking at the others, "Do I have it?"
"Captain, you have said this many times, but you have never fulfilled it." One person couldn't help laughing.
"That's right, captain, a manly man. He speaks with spit and nails. You talk like a bitch."
Everyone in the team laughed.
The captain was blushing, "This time we will do it, we will do it this time! Okay, let's go quickly, don't delay."
"Team leader, that's not quite right."
Suddenly, one of the team members frowned: "No one is harvesting this farmland."
In the past, when they came here, the nearby farmland had been harvested and replanted, and they would buy the excess grain at a fair price and send it to the city.
But this time is different. The plants in this farmland are still growing tall and swaying in the wind like golden waves. The harvest is good at first glance.
But why is no one harvesting?
"Maybe I came early. It's noon, and people may be eating. After eating, they are ready to harvest."
Captain Zheng was laughing, but he pulled out his sword smoothly, his eyes a little wary.
The remaining people also held the fire guns on their backs and bent their bodies slightly. They formed a team of three people and divided them into three teams. They formed a formation and entered the village in a triangle.
It was clearly noon, but there was no smoke or sound in the village, as if there was no one around.
…
A streak of blood quickly flew from the sky, landed on the street, and transformed into a handsome young man.
On the left and right sides of this street, there are residential houses. When they saw this person, the people at the door of the residential houses were happy and came out to say hello.
"Two Great Immortals!"
"Hello, Second Immortal, would you like to have a bowl of water? My water is very sweet."
"Tch, your water is sweet and sweet? Isn't this all the fault of Daxian. Daxian, my food is fresh. This is a reward for my good work. Come and try it."
The surrounding area is dotted with residential buildings, shops, vendors, carriage drivers and horses, making it very lively.
In addition to the residential houses, you can also see a large area of farmland, with plants of various colors dancing in the wind, which is really beautiful.
Who would have thought that two years ago, this place was still a wasteland.
Since the arrival of nearly one million refugees two years ago, they have built a lot of construction projects and exchanged work for wages. Within two years, several outer cities were built outside the city, with buildings in the southeast, northwest, and the original Baishou City.
It directly became an inner city.
When there are more people, it will naturally become more prosperous.
Normally, Zhang Feixuan would definitely be smiling and nodding to everyone as much as possible.
He liked this feeling very much. A handsome young man like him was the most popular in the city. He had no choice but to be handsome. It was also an advantage.
But now, he just walked quickly through the street. Zhang Feixuan quickly arrived at the mountain gate, and quickly went up the mountain under the salute of the Forbidden Army guards.
In the Outer Sect Square, as the residence of the Outer Sect disciples, the number of people has not changed. Among the original nearly one million refugees, the number of perfect people was already very few. Unlike the Hundred Guards City, where the original number of perfect people was quite large, the number of refugees who came
Almost all of them were sucked dry by the soundless and silent doors.
And none of these rare perfect people have passed the Golden Immortal Sect examination and have no choice but to continue to be mortals.
Zhang Feixuan felt that they were either not as sincere as Xu Chengzhu, or not as bad as Xia Houchi and others.
Otherwise, why would I not be able to enter the Golden Immortal Gate?
"Second Senior Brother."
"Second senior brother is well."
There were still some people gathered in the square. When they saw Zhang Feixuan coming, there was a touch of awe in their eyes and they bowed.
"Um."
He nodded, didn't pay much attention, and continued upward.
Since the senior brother decided to practice in the mountains, even the outer disciples were recalled and practiced diligently in the outer square every day.
As for the food, there is naturally someone dedicated to serve it, which brings me back to the feeling I had when I was in Sumeru.
The results are naturally gratifying. Under Song Yin's supervision, no one dared to slack off. In addition to practicing Qi every day, they also followed Song Yin's instructions to achieve stage combat strength.
Now, the lowest level for outer disciples is the third level.
boom!
Suddenly, there was an explosion in a residence, and a disgraced outer disciple rushed out of the door with a hoe in his hand, shouting:
"I am done! I am done!"
As soon as he said this, people in the square immediately gathered around him.
"What did you achieve by practicing it?" asked a disciple.
"This is a sharp weapon!"
The man raised his head and said: "This hoe can cut through mountains and rocks, and it is as light as air. It is not afraid of any hard objects when used to cultivate the land. It can dig very deep without any effort at all."
"Okay, you can get a lot of money in exchange for this!" A disciple said enviously.
Seeing this, Zhang Feixuan shook his head, smiled, and went up the stairs.
The outer disciples are now also responsible for refining elixirs. Although they are not at the fifth level, they are not incapable of refining elixirs.
Moreover, what they are practicing now is not extraordinary fire. They are using the first-level 'fire technique'. This fire is still ordinary fire, not elixir fire, but it is somewhat more effective than ordinary fire.
This spell was not created by senior brother, but by Zhang Feixuan.
And the things these people refine are all kinds of different.
The number of mortals under the protection of their Golden Immortal Sect now reaches more than 1.5 million, and it is still increasing every year.
In addition to refining elixirs for alleviating the illnesses and disabilities of mortals, the outer disciples are also responsible for producing elixirs for increasing fertility and elixirs for the army to increase their strength. They even have to refine weapons.
In the words of the senior brother, herbs can be used to make elixirs, and metals and stones can also be used to make elixirs. Herbal medicines can be used to make elixirs, while metals and stones can be used to make elixirs for external use. People in the Jinxian Sect should use their subjective initiative to create elixirs and recipes themselves, so as to blaze their own path.
As soon as these words came out, all kinds of strange 'alchemy formulas' were naturally born, and those tools that were useless after they were refined were also handed over to mortals.
There are plows that are indestructible and light, hoes that can smash even rocks, and some have even refined iron cans that don't rust and can keep food fresh.
Even elixirs that can increase the fertility of the land, turn one harvest a year into two harvests a year, and two harvests a year into three harvests a year, can be refined.
These things were passed down and praised by many mortals, and some even paid high prices.
People from the Jinxian Sect also need money. Although they also receive a salary, who thinks it is too much money? It is different now. In the past, there was a lot of waste waiting to be done. Most of the time, the senior brother took action, and all kinds of house appliances were readily available.
Come.
Not anymore, everything is on track, and Senior Brother is not taking action anymore.
Besides, Senior Brother takes action. Although the thing is durable, it is not exquisite. They are also human beings and have needs.
Like that kind of hoe, if you exchange some money to buy some things you like, this senior brother is not responsible for it.
Zhang Feixuan went up to the inner gate square. This place was not as lively as the outer gate, but the residences in it were more exquisite, and each one was different. It was obvious that he had obtained a lot of good things from the human world.
And in that residence, there was smoke coming out from every place. They were not cooking, but refining elixirs.
Now all the inner disciples have reached the fifth level, and some have even reached the sixth level of Netherworld.
If the outer disciples are responsible for alleviating the symptoms of mortals, then the inner disciples are responsible for refining elixirs to cure mortals.
More than one million people are here, and they have been absorbed by various sects. They need to make elixirs to cure their diseases. How can they do it? Otherwise, the outer disciples will not be responsible for refining elixirs to relieve symptoms.
Naturally, the elixir for curing mortals is not all made by the senior brother alone. Even if the senior brother has so much time, he has to practice it too.
At that time, the senior brother just obtained the household registration and knew which sect these people had been absorbed by, so he could prescribe the right medicine, create an elixir, refine it first, and then hand over the rest to his junior brothers.
There are three types of elixirs. Naturally, not all the elixirs refined by the junior disciples are as effective as Song Yin.
Su Yougen solved this problem for him.
Not all the people at the foot of the mountain have to work for the Golden Immortal Sect. There are some who can live in this world and not cause trouble, and can just be ordinary people.
Su Yougen originally thought that since he had cured a mortal, then the mortal belonged to the Golden Immortal Sect, and he would naturally be loyal to the Golden Immortal Sect and sacrifice his life for the Golden Immortal Sect.
But things go against expectations. There are so many mortals, how can they pay attention to the Golden Immortal Sect and pay their lives? There are also many people who just want to live a stable life. They can pay taxes and be good citizens, but they have to pay their lives.
Who doesn't want to live?
Song Yin didn't care. His purpose was just to let ordinary people live a good life in peace and stability. He didn't ask people to do anything and didn't cause trouble.
It’s not like people don’t work or don’t work
When the elder spoke, Su Yougen naturally wouldn't say anything, but he didn't treat him indiscriminately.
Most of the low-grade elixirs are refined. This elixir can only relieve pain and has no other magical properties. It is used by those who want stability or are not loyal to the Golden Immortal Sect. It can ensure that they will not suffer the consequences of being absorbed.
Tormenting side effects.
Among these people, those who are strong and somewhat loyal can join the guard, patrol the public security, and be responsible for mundane matters.
The refined middle-grade elixir has fewer elixirs and a very low elixir yield rate, and will have some magical powers. These are reserved by Su Yougen for those who are willing to be loyal to the Jinxian Sect.
These people basically hold important positions, or have joined the Hundred Guards. They serve as an armed force to protect the peace of this area, such as suppressing bandits and dealing with evil spirits. They all have their share.
These people should not be underestimated. Ever since Yao Ningqing came to power as the chief register, the method of using fire guns has been very good and has been improved a lot. If these fire guns are used in large numbers, a third-level Qi Refiner can be killed on the spot.
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And as the number of people increased, this power also expanded, and it was enough to ensure the safety of one party without the need for their Golden Immortal Sect members.
And Shangpindan
The great immortals of the Golden Immortal Sect cannot produce high-grade elixirs, so only the great master can refine them.
The elixir production rate is naturally very high. Every furnace can produce elixirs, and they are all top-grade elixirs. These elixirs are the most precious.
The elixir refined by my senior brother can not only cure people, but also make them magical.
He has great strength, cannot be deceived, or is hard-skinned and resistant to hunger. Although he is a mortal, he is an elite among mortals.
Su Yougen is the most concerned about this. The person he chooses must be like them, willing to give his life for the Golden Immortal Sect, and willing to give everything for the great master!
The person selected is either the person in charge of each part, or a figure in the Forbidden Army.
In the Golden Immortal Sect, the Forbidden Army is the most powerful among mortals.
As it went up, the strong wind above the sky steps became stronger and stronger, but at this moment it could not make Zhang Feixuan's body shake even a little. Until he reached the top, Zhang Feixuan saw a large hall at the front.
At the door of the hall, an old man stood with a smile on his face, his hands behind his back, and his other hand stretched out, preparing to greet him.
"only"
Zhang Feixuan completely ignored him and walked straight to a palace on the side, leaving Jin Guang with a stiff face.
This Zhenzhuan Square is now separated. It is no longer one palace, but several buildings.
After the master came back to life, it was unexpected that they didn't want to be together with the master, so they divided them into several houses, each with his own place.
And the senior brother is in the diagonal position.
Zhang Feixuan arrived at the door of the side hall, straightened his clothes, and was about to push the door open and enter.
Suddenly, a figure appeared quickly and glanced at him, "What are you doing?"
"Meet Senior Brother, Fourth Brother, what are you doing?" Zhang Feixuan looked at Gao Sishu.
Gao Sishu shook his head: "Senior brother is about to take the photo and is in retreat. You can't go in."
The eldest brother has been in seclusion for half a year. After half a year everything was on track and he was no longer needed, he entered this temple and never came out.
Boom!
Just as Gao Sishu finished speaking, he heard a loud noise and the whole square shook.
"Enter."
In the dark, the voice of senior brother rang out in the hall, and the closed door was automatically pushed open without any wind.
Zhang Feixuan and Gao Sishu looked serious and stepped in. They saw a man wearing a big cloak standing in the hall with his back to him.
"See you, senior brother. Congratulations to senior brother for taking the photo successfully. He has entered the ninth level and is only one step away from the land god!" Zhang Feixuan bowed with his hands in hand.
The person with his back turned slightly nodded, and then sighed: "It took half a year to meditate successfully, which can be regarded as the union of spirit and body. I will tell you about this key point later."
"Thank you, senior brother, senior brother"
Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips and said: "Something happened."