The three of them waited for five or six days and finally arrived at Xu Chunniang.
After hearing several people's suggestions, she refused without hesitation.
"Since Master Sheng said that he would give you five spiritual mines in exchange, then no one of the five spiritual mines should be missing."
"It takes five spiritual mines to exchange for one spiritual vein. Fellow Taoist, you are going too far!"
The old man surnamed Zhao blew his beard and stared. If it weren't for the tight spiritual veins in the door, he wouldn't even want to let go of the three spiritual mines.
Xu Chunniang was about to leave, but after hearing this, she turned around and looked at the three of them.
"Your Excellency wants spiritual veins, why didn't you attack Hunyuan Sect earlier? Since you choose to sit back and watch, these spiritual veins have nothing to do with you.
Our Xiaoyao Sect is rebuilding the mountain gate and recruiting disciples. This is when we need these spiritual veins. You can’t afford the price, so why bring shame on yourselves?”
Several people's faces turned green and white, and the old man named Zhao was so angry that his lips trembled.
"This little girl is so stylish, hey! If you don't want to change it, we won't change it. At worst, we will think of another way!"
Tang Chan frowned, "But spiritual veins all have owners. Unless you go deep into the mountains of the Western Region, you won't be able to find more spiritual veins."
"At worst, I will go to Shiwanda Mountain myself. The spiritual mine is the foundation of my Wanjian Sect. Giving up three items is the limit. I can't give in anymore."
The old man surnamed Zhao said angrily, "The Xiaoyao Sect is asking for prices all over the sky. They are clearly deliberately trying to embarrass us!"
The female cultivator surnamed Wen frowned and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, there are great dangers in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. My master fell into it back then. Why do you take risks..."
Back then, in order to find out the reason for the disappearance of spiritual energy, her master ventured to Shiwanda Mountain, but died four years after entering the mountain.
In addition to her master, there were Nascent Soul monks from the other four sects who went to Shiwanda Mountain together.
Of the five Nascent Soul cultivators, only one alchemy cultivator from the Miaodan Sect escaped.
After the senior alchemist escaped, he successfully brought back a spiritual vein, but he was also seriously injured.
In the face of other people's inquiries, she remained silent and only warned everyone that there was something dangerous hidden in Shiwan Mountain and they must not go there rashly.
"My uncle was killed four years after he entered the mountain. As long as I don't go too deep, I shouldn't be in danger."
A trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the old man named Zhao, and then turned into determination.
"I don't have much life left anyway, so I might as well take advantage of the last chance and give it a try."
When the female cultivator surnamed Wen heard this, she secretly sighed and couldn't persuade her any more.
Tang Chan was secretly relieved. He was worried about how to open his mouth to make Master Zhao willingly go to the mountains of the Western Regions. He didn't expect that he would take the initiative to ask for help.
Master and Uncle Wen were in their prime, and they rushed to Shiwanwan Mountain. If something unexpected happened, the strength of Wanjian Sect would be greatly reduced.
But things will be different when Uncle Zhao is gone. Uncle Zhao only has more than ten years left to live. Even if he dies, the loss will be limited.
Although he weighed the situation in his mind, Tang Chan still had a look of comfort on his face.
"Uncle Zhao, think again. Although the spiritual veins in the sect are drying up, there is still no problem in holding on for a hundred years. Maybe we can think of other ways."
The old man surnamed Zhao shook his head, "A hundred years will go by in the blink of an eye. If you wait until then to think of a solution, I'm afraid it will be too late. I have made up my mind, and you don't need to persuade me anymore."
The female cultivator surnamed Wen thoughtfully said, "I have always had a personal relationship with Master Wuliangshan Lozhi. I heard him say some time ago that he wanted to take his disciples to the Shiwanshan Mountain for some experience. Senior brother may be able to go with Master Lozhi.
Go."
"When did Master Liaozhi actually accept a new disciple? Is it the Buddhist disciple from before?"
The old man surnamed Zhao had a look of surprise on his face. Master Liozhi was a strange man. He was in the Buddhist sect, but he often did things that ignored the Dharma.
However, he has the highest level of cultivation, and no one in Wuliang Mountain can do anything to defeat him.
When the Wuliang Sect proclaimed itself a mountain sect, it was exactly what he had instructed.
Facts have proved that Master Liao Zhi’s approach is wise.
At least in the years when evil cultivators have wreaked havoc on the world of cultivation, Wuliang Mountain has not been affected.
"No, Master Liao Zhi accepted someone else. I heard that the Buddhist disciple wanted to worship him as his teacher and even knelt in front of his temple for ten days and ten nights. In the end, he kicked him out of the temple."
The female cultivator surnamed Wen said with some emotion in her heart.
Although she had some personal relationship with Master Liao Zhi, she also disagreed with his approach of expelling the Buddhist disciples who were valued by everyone on Wuliang Mountain from the temple.
The old man named Zhao was slightly stunned when he heard this.
"Why do I feel that this master of wisdom is a bit unreliable? His disciples should only have golden elixir cultivation.
Just take your disciples into the Hundred Thousand Mountains for training, aren't you afraid of being in danger?"
The female cultivator surnamed Wen shook her head, "Master Liaozhi is a very human being, and his ideas are very different from others.
But he is a real great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, and if you travel with him, your senior brother’s safety will be more guaranteed.”
The old man named Zhao thought for a moment and nodded silently.
"In that case, you can come with me to Wuliang Mountain. As for Master Nephew Tang, he can just go back to the sect on his own."
Tang Chan bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, the nephew will go back to the sect first. I hope the two uncles will go back early."
The departure of the three people had no impact at all on Xu Chunniang and Sheng Qingyun, who were still refining their spiritual veins.
The Wanjian Sect stood idly by while the Xiaoyao Sect was almost wiped out, and the friendship between the two sects was ruined.
Sheng Qingyun sighed, "Little Chun Niang, will you blame me for rejecting Wanjian Sect's proposal?"
Xiaoyao Sect currently has many spiritual veins, and it is completely possible to use two extra spiritual veins in exchange for three spiritual mines.
"Why would Master think so?"
Xu Chunniang shook her head, "Spiritual veins are the foundation of the sect. Naturally, the more the merrier. Since the Wanjian Sect has chosen Mingzhe to protect themselves, we just won't have any contact with them from now on."
Sheng Qingyun nodded happily, "That's right. Refining the spiritual veins quickly and transporting the spiritual veins back to the sect is the main business."
The Xiaoyao Sect rebuilt the mountain gate and recruited disciples with spiritual roots and talents. This was the time when everything was waiting for improvement.
Since we have already broken up with Wan Jian Zong, it is useless to think too much.
The two of them continued to refine the spiritual veins, and after four or five months, they finally brought all the spiritual veins back to the sect.
In addition to the two original spiritual veins in the sect, the number of spiritual veins in the sect has reached an astonishing eight. It is no wonder that the sect leader of Wanjian Sect is jealous.
During the past few months when the two of them were refining their spiritual veins, other people in the gate were also busy repairing the damaged mountain gate to look brand new.
Seeing the Xiaoyao Sect exuding a new atmosphere, Sheng Qingyun's eyes were slightly moist. It was worth her death if she could live to see this scene.
"Uncle Sheng, Uncle Xu, the news has spread. In a few days, the sect will recruit more disciples.
There will be many children coming to Qingyun Town to participate in the general election."
Yue Lingzheng said, presenting the already drawn up election process.
In the past, when Xiaoyao Sect had sufficient manpower, the sect would send Jindan elders and foundation-building monks to various villages and towns to find children with spiritual talent and bring them back to the sect.
Now that the Xiaoyao Sect is short of manpower, they have abandoned their previous practices.