The auction was still going on, and the atmosphere became even more heated due to the appearance of the Foundation Establishment Pill.
After this grand finale was over, there were all kinds of ordinary auction items at the bottom, many of which had failed to sell in seven or eight auctions. By this time, monks had begun to leave the auction.
The venue gradually became deserted, and there were only a few monks who wanted to pick up the pieces.
At this moment, Lu Zhong's pulse-protecting pill finally appeared.
"The item to be auctioned below is a pulse-protecting pill temporarily consigned by a senior. It has been identified that the medicinal properties of this pill have not been lost much. It is considered a normal level for similar pills. The starting price is 10,000 spirit stones. Each increase in price must not be less than 100.
, if you are interested in this item, you can bid now!"
On the stage, the female nun Qingli still presided over the event conscientiously.
Some monks who walked to the door couldn't help but stopped when they heard that the auction was for pulse-protecting pills.
Although the Foundation Building Pill is good, not everyone can afford it.
Generally speaking, most monks use pulse-protecting pills when trying to build a foundation. This is the only time they spend all their life savings in a struggle. If they cannot successfully break through, then this life can be said to stop here and they can only turn around.
Instead, focus on spreading your branches and leaves, or repaying the kindness of your relatives or masters.
"I will offer eleven thousand spiritual stones!"
"Eleven hundred spiritual stones!"
Bidding sounds came and went, and monks kept announcing their prices.
Different from the previous auctions, the monks who bid at this time were all sitting in the hall. Perhaps many of them were waiting for this time, after all, all they needed was cheap elixirs like the Pulse Protection Pill.
Soon, prices were pushed higher and higher.
By this time, everyone had become cautious in bidding.
Just like the master and servant Lu Zhong was paying attention to, they were talking in a low voice at the moment.
"Young Patriarch, this old slave still has five hundred spirit stones on his body. In my opinion, if we add these five hundred more, we will definitely be able to capture the pulse protection pill!" The old man with white beard and hair took out a small bag from his arms and handed it to him.
The young man in colorful clothes next to him.
Although the young man is dressed in rich clothes, if you look carefully, you can see that the clothes are shabby and can only maintain the appearance of splendor. A quick look will tell that this person comes from a run-down family.
"Father Zhong..." The young man's eyes were slightly red. He knew that it was not easy for the old man to save this spiritual stone.
He didn't say anything, just nodded and accepted.
Now that the family is in decline, only if he successfully builds the foundation can it be saved.
The young man's eyes gradually became firm and he shouted to the stage:
"Fifteen thousand five hundred spirit stones!"
As soon as this price was announced, many competitors immediately retreated.
Many people felt that their lifespan was still sufficient, so they decided to earn a few more years of spiritual stones before participating in the bidding for this pulse-protecting pill, so they gave up on the auction and left.
Seeing this, the young man couldn't help but get excited.
It was as if he could see the hope of the family's rise in his eyes.
"It turns out there is a pulse-protecting pill! I'll give you 16,000 spirit stones!" A voice came from behind the scene, but it was a foundation-building monk who had returned. Her granddaughter was at the time of foundation-building, so she could
Buy it and use it.
Lu Zhong in the box finished watching this scene and just lamented that not everything in the world can end perfectly after all.
After a while, a maid brought the spiritual stones obtained from the auction of the Pulse Protection Pill.
According to the rules of the Jingyang Auction House, they have the right to charge half of the spiritual stones from the final transaction price of the lot as a handling fee, so what Lu Zhong actually received was 15,200 spiritual stones.
"Eight hundred spirit stones, equivalent to half a year's income of a foundation-building monk, are just gone..." Lu Zhong felt a little heartbroken, but then he thought about it, if he sold the pulse protection pill to an acquisition bank, he might not be able to sell it. After paying such a price, I immediately felt balanced again.
Walking out of the auction venue, I happened to bump into the master and servant pair.
"... Father Zhong, please stop trying to persuade me, I have made up my mind!" the young man said firmly, "When I go back this time, I will start to retreat and I won't stop until I break the foundation!"
"Alas..." The sixty-year-old old man sighed and said nothing more.
Lu Zhong on the side heard this and understood that this man was planning to imitate the ancient monks, risking a near-death situation and going straight to build the foundation without any auxiliary spiritual objects.
Not knowing how to evaluate it, Lu Zhong took Li Hejun and went directly back to the cave he rented before.
Half an hour later, he came out alone again.
At the foundation building stage, a flying magic weapon should also be arranged.
Lu Zhong remembered that there were two pieces of tree cores of different ages in his storage bag. According to the descriptions in some classics, the weapon refiner might be able to refine them into magical weapons such as flying boats.
Soon, I found an artifact refining workshop opened by Qionghua Sect.
The person who received him was a plump female cultivator who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Her clothes were quite revealing and she could be said to have wrapped her body with several pieces of cloth. It was unknown whether she did this deliberately.
The smell on my body is not the smell of rouge and gouache, but the strong smell of charcoal fire.
It really makes people wonder if this person was still blacksmithing just now.
Looking away from the opponent's chest, Lu Zhong coughed lightly and then said: "Friend Hong Daoist, I wonder how well the tree core is appraised. Can it be refined into a flying boat magical weapon?"
Opposite me, the female cultivator surnamed Hong smiled and replied: "The two pieces of tree cores obtained by my fellow Taoist can indeed be refined into flying boats. However, according to my years of experience in refining weapons, it seems that spiritual materials of this size are not enough." , it is actually more suitable to refine it into a flying sword, which is slightly faster and consumes less mana."
Flying sword...
The scene of him skateboarding flashed through Lu Zhong's mind, and he suddenly felt a little funny.
So he shook his head and said: "Let's make it into a flying boat."
The speed of the flying magic weapon is also related to the mana output. Anyway, the real energy in his body is four times more than that of the same level. There is no problem if he consumes it faster, it is enough to make up for the gap.
"Okay, I'll follow Taoist friend's advice." The female cultivator surnamed Hong didn't object. After all, the guests' opinions came first. She took out several drawings from the storage bag, all of them were drawings of Feizhou's magic weapon.
Lu Zhong glanced several times, but not a single one closed his eyes.
It's not that the function is unsatisfactory, but that the appearance is really ordinary, it looks... almost like a fishing boat on the river.
A scene suddenly appeared in my mind. A female cultivator with a heavenly appearance was flying in the air on a fishing boat.
Well, the fantasy was shattered immediately.
Lu Zhong thought for a while, then turned out a jade slip in his hand. He first erased the information about the Tan family in it, and then burned his ideal flying boat style into it, and then handed it to the female monk opposite: "Friend Hong, I don't know about this shape." Can you refine the flying boat here?"
It's not a weird design, it's just the fusiform hull that he likes.
The female cultivator surnamed Hong took it and saw the streamlined ship inside. She felt a little weird at first, but the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. It was even more beautiful than the several drawings she was given.
Immediately she felt happy, she held the jade slip tightly, her red lips parted slightly and said: "We can refine the shape of the flying boat given by fellow Taoist, but I have an unkind request, can you..."
Having said this, the female cultivator surnamed Hong seemed a little embarrassed.
"Can you share this drawing with me? I also want to refine such a flying boat."
If we say what the female nuns of the Qionghua Sect care most about, it is naturally the love of beauty. Even she cannot avoid this. After all, this is how her concepts have been cultivated since she was a child.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhong nodded in agreement.
It's just a simple change in appearance, and you can't stop others from imitating it. It's better to sell it directly, so that you can take more care when refining your own flying boat.
Soon, the conversation on various matters was completed, and both parties left their breaths on the spiritual contract.
After coming out of the weapon refining workshop, Lu Zhong went to the magic shop again.
He originally wanted to buy some second-level spells, such as invisibility spells and flying spells.
But in the end, I only bought a copy of "Flying Technique" from a crappy store. The rest were basically various attack spells, which were also crappy and generally expensive.
Lu Zhong once again experienced firsthand what knowledge monopoly is.
At this point, he couldn't help but be grateful to Master Shui Nilai again. Fortunately, she left the entire Feixing inheritance to him. Otherwise, just looking for the follow-up techniques would be enough to give him a headache for a while.
Since he couldn't buy the spell, Lu Zhong had no choice but to go back home.
After a peaceful day, I gathered my breath and went out the next day.
He casually came to a teahouse and ordered a pot of freshly picked green tender tea. He sipped the tea and listened to the monks around him talking about it, wanting to know the news about Qingyangjian.
After a while, someone actually talked about it.
"Did you know? The mysterious monk who took the photo of the Qingyang Mirror that day was intercepted and killed by the Wan family. It is said that the two sides fought hard in Ye Huashan, and many people died on both sides!" There was a man wearing a bamboo hat. He said with a mysterious face.
"I guessed it right!" Someone immediately echoed, it was a thin middle-aged man wearing a cassock.
"Brother, tell me, what happened next?" someone asked eagerly.
Many people are also urging and want to know the development of the matter.
In fact, many people go to the teahouse to drink tea and want to hear this kind of news. After all, the two-point-one-line life of cultivating and making money is really boring, but they can't afford to go to the Qionghua Tower, which is considerate of others. , so I can only use it to relieve boredom.
Lu Zhong, on the other hand, saw through the identity of the man in the hat at a glance and almost couldn't help laughing.
"What is this, voluntarily revealing information on your own?"
The man in the bamboo hat was none other than the teahouse owner dressed in disguise. Unexpectedly, in order to attract business, he actually came out to reveal the news.
No wonder, everyone wants to sit in the teahouse, after all, they can really hear useful news.
"Ahem, I've been feeling ill recently. I may need..." Before the man in the hat could finish his words, someone next to him understood what he meant. Didn't he just want someone to help him with some spiritual tea?
"Brothers, why don't we pool some money and treat him to a pot of drunken Yang Chun?"
"Okay, count me in!"
"Add me!"
Lu Zhong, on the other hand, was shameless and did not contribute any money.
Soon, a pot of Zuiyangchun worth five spirit stones was placed in front of the man in a bamboo hat.
"Thank you very much, brothers!" The man in the bamboo hat stood up, bowed his hands to everyone in the teahouse, and then continued.
"I watched carefully in the grass that day. Although the Wanjia came well prepared, the mysterious monk who was photographed in Qingyangjian suddenly attacked and killed a true cultivator with a talisman. It can be said that he stole the chicken.
Losing a lot of rice, the Wan family suffered a heavy loss this time... By the way, everyone knows what a talisman is, right?"
"Tsk, who doesn't know? It's just a 'little magic weapon'!" someone said disdainfully.
The so-called talisman is actually a talisman that seals part of the power of its own talisman in a specially made talisman paper by the alchemy monk, thereby creating a talisman with power that is inferior to the magic weapon but higher than the consumption of the spiritual weapon.
Lu Zhong heard it in the distance and thought that what the teahouse shopkeeper said did not sound like a random compilation.
With the power of the talisman, it is indeed possible to attack and kill a foundation-building monk.
"Yes, yes, brother, stop talking nonsense and tell me what the result will be. You are blabbering. Do you want to buy a pot of spiritual tea from the brothers present?"
"Haha, I told you to see through it!" The man in the bamboo hat smiled slowly, not sure if he was pretending, but continued: "After the death of a foundation-building monk, the Wan family also became angry, so that's why we had what I said before.
, many people died on both sides, and in the end, the mysterious monks were defeated."
After a pause, he took a sip of spiritual tea.
"Here is another piece of news for you, lest you say that I am stingy, brother. Now, although the mysterious monks have been defeated, they are also besieged by the Wan family in the Yehua Mountain area. If you have any ideas, where can you go to fight in the past two days?
If you take a chance, maybe the Qingyang Mirror with tens of thousands of spiritual stones will fall into your hands?"
"Just kidding, we are just minor Qi cultivators, how can we participate in such a big event?" Someone had just heard a story and had no idea of participating in it.
Although he was thoughtful, he was already thinking about whether he could sell the news and earn one or two spiritual stones. When he saw that someone had already left his seat and went out, he immediately got up and rushed out, for fear that the news would be sold too late.
, I can only get a few pieces of talisman paper in exchange for pocket change.
At this time, Lu Zhong also stood up.
Unlike others, he went directly to Ye Huashan outside Fang City.
…
Yehua Mountain is named after the shape of the mountain resembles the Yehua in Jingyang.
The mountains are extremely steep, with thousands of cliffs everywhere, and they are shrouded in mountain fog all year round. It is naturally difficult to find someone in such an environment.
On Lu Zhong's side, he was looking for traces of the mysterious monk by retracing the scene.
On the way, I ran into the patrolling Wanjia monks more than once.
I don't know what kind of deals the Wan family made with other forces in the Jingyang area, so that now they are the only ones in the huge Baili Yehua Mountain.
As I walked, I met another Foundation-Building monk who was also holding his breath.
This person obviously also came to see Qingyang Jian. When he saw Lu Zhong, who was also a foundation-building practitioner, he directly chose another direction. Apparently, he had no intention of conflict.
Lu Zhong didn't want to get into trouble and continued to rush towards the place where the Wan family was fighting the mysterious monk.
Soon, we came to a valley.
There are still many traces of the battle left here, including erosion caused by spells and cuts caused by magical weapons, which has caused disaster to the flowers and plants in the valley, as ugly as a plague.
After finding a safe place, Lu Zhong began to relive the scene.
After entering the foundation building period, during the scene review, the movable range was much larger, from the original ten feet to one hundred feet, and the range of movement was directly increased by a hundred times.
Looking back in time, he quickly replayed the battle that day.
The scene of the mysterious monk activating the talisman and condensing a small green sword, instantly breaking through the air strike and killing the true cultivator of Wanjia, was deeply imprinted in his mind and made him feel extremely shocked.
"Is this the power of the talisman?" Lu Zhong's thoughts swirled in his mind, and he had the idea of seizing it.
According to ancient records, talismans are rarely disposable consumables and can usually be used more than twice. Some can even be used as many as five or six times. The specific number of times depends only on how many talisman monks are willing to use when refining the talisman.
The power is sealed in.
Recalling that when I stood next to the mysterious monk and watched how the other person activated the talisman, there seemed to be a sword-shaped mark on the talisman paper that represented the remaining number of times. If this represented the number of times the talisman was used, then theoretically the mysterious monk could use this to attack him.
After Wanjia builds the foundation, there are still two uses left.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhong followed the results of the scene retrieval.
This tracking lasted a whole day.
It wasn't until the sky turned completely dark and mountain fog shrouded the surroundings that Lu Zhong tracked him to a small river with fast currents. According to the scene retrieval, the mysterious monk was hiding at the bottom of the river.
Hold your breath and hide to avoid disturbing the man hiding ten feet under the river bed.
It was already midnight at this time. Although it was a full moon night, Lu Zhong's field of vision was not wide due to the obstruction of thick mountain fog, so it was difficult to alert his surroundings.
After thinking about it, he decided to do some research first, first to find out the person's background.
Retracing the scene, we quickly arrived at the bottom of the river bed in a different way.
In the one-foot-long stone cave dug by the magic weapon, there is a pale middle-aged man sitting cross-legged at the moment. There are many bottles and jars scattered in front of him. Judging from the notes posted on them, they are basically used for healing.
.
Judging from the aura emanating from him, this person is in the middle stage of foundation building.
After canceling the backtracking, Lu Zhong's face was uncertain. He originally thought that there would be a yellow bird behind him, but he didn't expect that this "cicada" was not something he could swallow. The opponent had both a sword-shaped talisman and a spirit like Qingyang Jian.
The weapon's cultivation level is also a little higher than his own. It can be said that even if it is injured, it is not something he can deal with.
"That's all, just think of it as watching a show."
Lu Zhong remembered that he had met a group of monks from the Wanjia family on the road just now. They seemed to have tracking instruments in their hands and were heading straight towards this direction. They might have discovered the traces of this mysterious monk.
"Wait a minute, there may be an opportunity to fish in troubled waters."
He was still a little unwilling and prepared to stay away from here and wait and see.
The Qingyang Mirror, which contains nearly 100,000 spiritual stones, is still worth taking a slight risk. If you can get this treasure, you will have one more weapon to protect your path on the road of foundation building and cultivation.
Hold your breath and hide, stay far away.
As Lu Zhong expected, the monks from Wanjia quickly tracked him down.
The mysterious monk who was discovered was shocked and angry, and fought against the Wanjia monks again.
The two sides went back and forth, and gradually the mysterious monk fell at a disadvantage.
Lu Zhong watched from the sidelines, and at the same time he was paying attention to whether there were any onlookers like him around him, so that he could discover these potential competitors in advance during the upcoming opportunities.
Fortunately, no one was found.
On the other side, the mysterious monk was at a disadvantage. Under the joint efforts of the two Wanjia Jiji, he was beaten back steadily. Even holding the Qingyang Mirror in his hand was of no avail.
Seeing this, he sacrificed the sword-shaped talisman.
"Qingpan Sword, Ji!"
In an instant, the cyan spiritual light pierced the night sky and turned into a rainbow light, carrying the rolling spiritual energy flow, exuding an astonishing power and slashing towards the Wanjia monks on the opposite side.
Lu Zhong stared at the field, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.
After a while, the monks from the Wan family were all seriously injured because they blocked the blow of the talisman. When he saw this, a thought emerged in his mind unconsciously, whether to change the target.
Immediately, he rejected this idea.
The two Wanjia foundation builders used magic weapons, so there was really no need to rob them.
At this moment, an unexpected surprise appeared that he had not expected.
The mysterious monk who was escaping suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning and fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.
"Hahaha!"
A laugh came from a distance, but an old woman in red robe appeared.
"Fellow Taoist, this person has a big grudge against our Wan family. Can you hand it over to us?" Two Wan family foundation builders caught up and surrounded the red-robed old woman one after another, with fear in their eyes.
emerge.
The two knew the origin of the old woman, she was Grandma Honghua who had been wanted by the Qionghua Sect for a long time.
According to rumors, Grandma Honghua was also a disciple of the Qionghua Sect when she was young. However, she was later expelled from the Qionghua Sect because she poisoned a Taoist companion, and she has been wanted and hunted to this day.
To be able to survive for such a long time despite being wanted by the Jindan Sect, one can imagine Grandma Honghua’s methods.
On the other side, Lu Zhong took advantage of the confrontation between the three people and quietly touched the mysterious monk.
But he had just taken a few steps when he was discovered by the three people.
He had already expected this.
After all, no one is a fool. Since he can think of profit, others can also think of taking precautions in advance.
But since Lu Zhong dared to set off, he was naturally confident.
The first was the mysterious monk. After being plotted by the old woman, he immediately lost all breath. This meant that he did not need to worry about counterattack, even though he had taken advantage.
Knead the secret and recite the mantra to summon the spiritual wind to wrap around your body.
After activating the magical power of the robe, and then using the meteor style to rush forward at extremely high speed, Lu Zhong appeared next to the mysterious monk's corpse at a speed that the three of them could not have expected.
With his extremely familiar body-touching skills, he took away the person's storage bag and the Qingyang Jian that fell on the ground in a few clicks. Then he accelerated his body, regardless of the damage caused to the body by the speed, and quickly came.
The escape was so bad that the three people behind could only eat ashes.
"How could it be so fast!" The two foundation-building monks of the Wan family couldn't help but wonder if the person who was lurking just now was a golden elixir monk, otherwise how could it be so fast that they couldn't react.
Grandma Honghua's face also gradually became gloomy.
After living for nearly two hundred years, this was the first time she had suffered such a big loss.
However, she did not dare to stay here, for fear that she would be accidentally dragged down by the two Wan Family Foundation Builders opposite. If she really fell into the hands of the Qionghua Sect, it would be worse than death.
…
With his heart pounding wildly, Lu Zhong took a rejuvenation pill to suppress his injuries, then relied on scene retrieval to avoid the patrolling Wanjia disciples, and rushed back to Jingyangfang City at starry night.
It wasn't until he was lying on the brocade couch in the cave that he finally dared to breathe a sigh of relief.
He quickly got up and began to heal his injuries.
If you want to gain a movement speed comparable to that of a Golden Core cultivator in a short period of time, it is not without paying the slightest price. The result of using the meteor style more than ten times in a row to suppress the three people is that Lu Zhong's body is torn in many places at this moment, and he no longer uses magic power to force it.
After being suppressed, he became a bloody man in a matter of seconds.
But even so, Lu Zhong was still extremely excited.
By only paying the price of serious physical injury, you can get a talisman and a low-grade spiritual weapon Qingyangjian. This transaction can be said to be a huge profit, and the price is nothing compared to it.
Lu Zhong spent a whole night recovering from his injuries.
At dawn, he finally suppressed his injuries and used his breath-containing technique to the extreme to control his slightly unstable breath to prevent others from discovering the fact that he was injured.
After doing this, he got up and went out.
Today was the day to reply to the Tan family. After learning that the Tan family did not have many bad deeds and could be called a reputable family, Lu Zhong naturally had the idea of joining and becoming a guest guest.
We came to Zhenshifang again and soon met Tan Shihe.
"How do you think about it, Fellow Daoist Lu?" Tan Shihe asked expectantly.
During this period of time, he did not wait in vain, but did some research on Lu Zhong and learned a lot of information about this former Heling Sect disciple.
Overall, he is a trustworthy person, so he is more concerned about recruiting Lu Zhong.
Lu Zhongchong raised his hand to Tan Shihe and said with a smile: "I wonder what kind of treatment it would be like if I joined the Tan family and became a guest guest?"
When Tan Shihe heard this, he was filled with excitement!
He quickly raised his hands and said with a smile: "We, the Tan family, will certainly not treat you badly, and we will certainly treat you as other families should. How about we go to the private room upstairs first and talk while eating?"
"Then you're welcome, Lu!" Lu Zhong nodded.
The two of them walked and talked. When they sat down in the box, Tan Shihe explained the treatment of guest guests.
In the Tan family, there is also a hierarchy for guest ministers, mainly based on their cultivation level. Guest ministers in the early stage of foundation establishment can receive a salary of 80 spiritual stones per month, plus other miscellaneous income, which amounts to more than a hundred spiritual stones per month.
Not a problem..
But on Lu Zhong's side, it was agreed beforehand that he would teach the flying talisman making method.
Therefore, the monthly salary was greatly discounted, and only twenty spirit stones were given as salary. Fortunately, other incomes remained as usual, for example, he could make talismans in his spare time, so his income was even higher than that of ordinary guests.
Other benefits include being able to listen to the monthly sermons of the ancestor of the Tan family, being able to read the general classics in the Tan family library for free, and learning a second-level Tan family spell for free.
As for the treatment of other corner guests, it was too trivial and complicated, so Lu Zhong didn't intend to ask in detail. After all, it didn't matter whether he enjoyed it or not.
Speaking of specific responsibilities, Tan Shihe paused, took out a list that had already been made from his sleeve, and asked: "I don't know what kind of specific affairs Lu Daoyou wants to be in charge of. This point must be determined clearly in advance. After all, it must be respected."
Fellow Taoist wishes."
Lu Zhong took it and took a look and found that they were all belonging to the Tan family.
Either the store in a certain city or the safety of a mine. More importantly, the deacon of the elixir garden needs to ensure the safety of the elixir garden to prevent the elixir from being stolen.
He read it carefully and finally selected one.
"Oh, here?" Tan Shihe took a look and found that it was actually a farm growing spiritual rice.
At first he was a little confused, but when he recalled the location of the farm, he suddenly understood what Lu Zhong was thinking. He clearly wanted to stay away from the Tan family to avoid getting involved in possible disputes.
"No problem, it's settled." Tan Shihe has the authority issued by the head of the Tan family. The guest ministers he recruits only need to write a letter to get the seal and recognition of the head of the family, so he still has a certain degree of decision-making power.
Soon, a spiritual contract was drawn up.
For a period of five years, Lu Zhong will supervise the farm for the Tan family. After completing the task indicators for five consecutive years, he will be qualified to teach the flying talisman. The spiritual contract will be made in duplicate, with each party holding one copy.
In this way, Lu Zhong became a guest of the Tan family.
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Liuyunshan Farm.
This mountain is named because the mountain resembles flowing clouds. In the past, the monks of the Tan family discovered a weak spiritual vein here, so they opened up a large spiritual field here, mainly planting some spiritual rice that has a low demand for spiritual energy.
Liuyun Mountain runs east-west, about twelve or three miles long, and more than four miles wide from east to west.
Along the undulating mountains, pieces of spiritual fields have been opened up. There are many houses scattered across the streets, which are the residences of the mortal farmers responsible for cultivating the spiritual fields. Occasionally, one or two better houses can be seen, which are for those responsible for cultivating the spiritual fields.
The residence of the Tan family disciples of Lingyu Technique.
What is used to irrigate the spiritual field is a spiritual spring that gushes out from the top of the mountain. This is also where the spiritual vein of Liuyun Mountain is located. A large mansion with three entrances is built next to it, which can be regarded as the management center of the farm. The mansion and the spiritual spring are shrouded in the formation.
In order to protect the spiritual veins and prevent Liuyun Mountain's spiritual veins from being sneaked in and destroyed.
When Lu Zhong arrived, the farm's stewards, led by the deputy deacon appointed by the Tan family, waited respectfully in front of the mansion in order to make an impression on the new deacon.
According to past rules, although the deacon does not manage the specific affairs of the farm, he does have the authority to punish his subordinates. This can be regarded as a supervision and deterrence for the Tan family disciples. If they do not establish a good relationship with them in advance, I am afraid that in the next five years
It's bearable.
When everyone saw the new deacon who looked too young to talk, everyone couldn't help but look shocked.
After all, Lu Zhong now looks similar to a young man in his early twenties. It is difficult for people to believe that he is a foundation-building monk. If there was no news beforehand, I am afraid no one would dare to believe this.
"Junior Tan Yunde, I have met Deacon Lu!"
The leader of the team is a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is currently at the ninth level of Qi Refining. He is the deputy deacon of Liuyunshan Farm and the specific manager of the farm's affairs.
Behind Tan Yunde, all the managers, big and small, also bowed.
The stewards are responsible for the implementation of farm affairs. Whether it is the arrangement of rainfall plans or the sowing and harvesting of rice, they are all implemented by the stewards. Without them, the operation of the farm would be paralyzed.
Once Lu Zhong met him, he was deemed to have completed his appointment.
In the evening, after attending the reception banquet, he returned to his residence.
But after entering, they found that Li Hejun was not the only one in the house, but there were two more young and beautiful women. When he asked Li Hejun, he realized that it was the children of the Tan family who had sent them.
A closer look revealed that the two women were actually sisters.
Liuyun Mountain is rich in spiritual energy. The nearly 100,000 mortals surnamed Tan who live here eat well and live well. Being nourished by this spiritual energy, they can often choose beautiful women.
Looking at their appearance, I am afraid they are not overjoyed at this moment. After all, if ordinary people can be close to the immortal master, they can always live a life without worries about food and clothing.
Lu Zhong did not show any pretense and accepted the two women directly.
After all, it is hard for Li Hejun to deal with it alone, so it would be good to have someone to share the burden.
On weekdays, he can also serve as two servant girls for her.