When Lin Yuan found Xu Xiangong, he found that he was sorting things with an old woman with gray hair, and from time to time he would pick up a talisman pen to draw on the wooden sign.
Lin Yuan took a quick look and found that the words "spiritual vein, spiritual grass" were written on the wooden sign, with the quantity vaguely changing behind it.
When Xu Xiangong saw Lin Yuan coming, his eyes lit up, he stood up to greet him and said, "Daozi, it's a coincidence that you're here. I was planning to fly a message to you. This is Wu Qiu, who is in charge of the resource allocation of the disciples in the sect."
"Hello, Uncle Wu!"
When Lin Yuan heard this, he quickly said hello to her.
Wu Qiu raised his head, his wrinkled face expressionless, and said calmly:
"As Daozi and the peak master, you have relatively large resources, so you need to wait for a while. Don't worry, someone will help you transport it later."
After saying that, she lowered her head again and carefully arranged the wooden signs.
Lin Yuan did not disturb her again. In his spiritual perception, he found that Master Wu's cultivation level was no worse than that of Xu Xiangong. He walked to Xu Xiangong's side and asked:
"Uncle Xu, I see that Qingfeng is completely deserted. Does the sect have any manpower dedicated to building pavilions?"
Xu Xiangong was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said:
"Daozi must have not climbed the mountain, but just watched from a distance. All the peaks of the peak masters have restrictions. When there is no one at ordinary times, the scene on the mountain will be obscured by the restrictions. So Daozi's problem is not a problem at all, only
You need to climb the mountain and activate the Peak Master’s jade token.”
"That's it. Thank you, uncle, for clarifying my doubts." Lin Yuan understood that he was careless. How could such a great master make such a small mistake?
Xu Xiangong knew that Lin Yuan came from an affiliated sect and did not understand many common sense of Taixuan Sect, so he pulled Lin Yuan over, handed him three jade slips, and said:
"Daozi, every mountain peak will have a vassal cultivating family. They can not only help manage and maintain the mountain, but also provide resources for the peak owner. Here are the three families I selected recently, and they all have good conditions. Daozi can take a look.
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Lin Yuan took the jade slip and penetrated it with his spiritual sense. Soon, the information of the three families appeared in his mind.
The Huang family, with a population of 137, has a low-grade spiritual vein and has rich experience in spiritual grass cultivation...
The Liu family, with a population of 116 and 1 foundation-building monk, can tame first-level monsters and is expected to provide more than 100 low-grade spiritual stones every year...
The Zhou family, with a population of 98, is good at making talismans. It is estimated that more than 500 high-grade and low-grade spiritual stones will be given to them every year...
They are indeed good. Although with his qualifications, there is no difference between directly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorbing spiritual stones, but with these spiritual stones, he can use them to purchase more cultivation resources.
"Thank you, Uncle Master. I, Qingfeng, have accepted all three families." Lin Yuan pondered for a while and said decisively.
"Daozi, when Qingfeng gets on the right track, you can hold the peak master ceremony." Xu Xiangong suggested.
"What is the Peak Master Ceremony?" Lin Yuan asked humbly, feeling inwardly that there were indeed many methods in the big sect.
"New peak masters often have shallow foundations, so by holding a peak master ceremony, they can not only spread their name, but also receive gifts and support from other peak masters, and make connections. Immortal cultivators, Dharma couples, and wealthy people who have the support of many Taoist companions can also
It can go further." Xu Xianggong explained patiently.
It seems that the peak masters of Taixuanmen also have frequent exchanges with each other. Hu Shi'an seems to be the peak master of Jiahai Peak, and he can be invited to come when the time comes.
Lin Yuan nodded, thoughts floating in his mind.
Next, Xu Xiangong introduced to Lin Yuan the many matters needing attention of the peak master, as well as the many rights of the peak master.
Lin Yuan accepted the teaching with an open mind and understood the weight of the title of Peak Master. In short, in the mountain to which he belongs, the Peak Master is equivalent to the emperor. Except that he cannot dominate the monks' lives, he can do everything else.
After bidding farewell to Xu Xiangong and Wu Qiu, Lin Yuan teleported to his own mountain peak again.
"It really looks like a deserted place. I don't know what level this restriction is."
Lin Yuan withdrew his spiritual consciousness and sighed inwardly.
The world of immortality has been developing for a long time, and many fields have reached a subtle and profound realm.
Lin Yuan held the jade plaque of the Peak Master and felt that he had passed through layers of invisible films as he flew along the mountain road to the summit.
Some are forbidden to fly, some are fire, ice, and more breaths, which Lin Yuan cannot sense.
When they reached the top of the peak, Lin Yuan injected his magic power into the jade tablet. The Dao patterns on the jade tablet flashed and a wave of waves emitted.
The unremarkable peak gradually misted and disappeared, and a pavilion with carved railings and jade walls appeared in front of Lin Yuan's eyes.
The pavilion only has two floors and occupies a small area. It is surrounded by a huge lotus pond with frogs lying on the lotus leaves and red carps swimming leisurely in the pond.
Lin Yuan stepped up the white jade steps, and the rich spiritual energy hit his face. As he approached the pavilion, the concentration of spiritual energy became higher and higher.
"The concentration of spiritual energy here is almost three times that of the outside world." Lin Yuan said with emotion.
And when he walked into the secret practice room, he found that the spiritual energy was floating in the air in an atomized state, and the terrifying concentration reached 10 times that of the outside world. If an ordinary monk practices here for one day, it is worth 7 or 8 days of practice outside.
"The formation pattern on the ground is a spirit-gathering array engraved with bamboo mysterious liquid, and the walls of the secret room are also purple jun gems that coexist with spirit-gathering and strength."
Lin Yuan looked at the incense burner next to him. There were three secret Jingshen incense sticks on it, which could calm the spirit. Each stick cost at least 20 low-grade spiritual stones.
Even the futon used for meditation is a medium-grade magic weapon, which can drive away external evil spirits and improve your cultivation.
"The Peak Master's training is too extravagant. Moreover, these are standard equipment for daily training. But compared to Daozi, they are nothing."
Lin Yuan opened the storage ring, replaced the futon with a thousand-year soft jade futon, and took out five high-grade spiritual stones and embedded them into the five grooves of the spirit gathering formation on the ground. The atomized spiritual energy directly turned into gel.
The image permeates the quiet room.
"Yuan Fei Dan, God Protector Powder, Ingenious Jade Dew..."
Lin Yuan placed all the elixirs that would be scrambled by the outside world in front of him.
"Oh, yes, there is it."
Lin Yuan rummaged through the treasure pile in the storage ring and took out the bamboo slips of quiet poems sent by Wenhua Maimai.
"It is said that a genius disciple successfully built a foundation within 3 days. I don't know if I can break this record."
Lin Yuan glanced at the items around him, an idea flashed through his mind, and he started building his own foundation.
The secret Jingshen incense on the incense burner emitted curls of light smoke, and distant and peaceful chanting came from the bamboo slips.
Lin Yuan sat on the soft jade futon, closed his eyes, swallowed a few pills, and silently recited the Xiantian Cloud Qi Jue.
In a daze, Lin Yuan forgot all about his body and mind, and entered the state of harmony again. He felt like he had turned into a gust of wind, and sometimes turned into a cloud, feeling extremely carefree and free.
Outside, Lin Yuan's body was also undergoing strange changes.
Cyan mana floated out from the pores on his body one by one, and gradually, some white mana threads began to appear.
Time passed slowly, and Lin Yuan could no longer be seen in the training quiet room. Only a large blue and white cocoon stood in the spirit gathering array.