This mountain range is so undulating that you can't see it at a glance. Some precious Chinese medicinal materials can be seen everywhere in the mountains and forests, but few hunters or mountain people go into the mountains to pick them.
According to legend, this mountain range has been cursed by a demon, and even birds cannot fly across it safely. Unless you are an immortal with a magic weapon to protect you, if you enter the mountain, you will never come out again.
At this moment, two thin figures were walking quickly on an abandoned mountain road. With a tap of their toes, they rushed forward like arrows. They were walking in a hurry, especially the leader, who had a straight face.
, his brows were furrowed, as if he was wary of something.
"Father, there is a full-grown Dendrobium clump over there." Running behind was a young boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. He was tall and thin, with a sallow complexion, but he still couldn't hide his angular facial features. He pointed
Not far from the mountain road, he said in a voice that only the other party could hear.
These two people are a father and son. On the surface, they are immortals in the eyes of ordinary people. They are respected by everyone in every village they go to. In fact, they are just casual practitioners with the lowest status in the spiritual world. In order to obtain spiritual resources, they
They had to rush around and live a precarious life with no time for a meal.
The leader is his father Chen Yuze, who is at the sixth level of the spiritual light realm. Behind him is his third son Chen Nuo, who has just broken through to the third level of the spiritual light realm.
It was June, and this time, the father and son were traveling together. They were rushing to a remote village in the mountains to purchase a spiritual fruit called Qingyang peach. Qingyang peach is a first-class medium-grade fruit.
It contains a hint of yang and harmony, and is especially suitable for monks in the middle stage of spiritual light.
This was the first time that Chen Nuo followed his father on a business trip. Along the way, he saw that his father turned a blind eye to these readily available medicinal materials, and he had more and more questions in his heart. If it hadn't been for the fact that before the trip, he was repeatedly warned that no matter what,
After being warned not to act privately, he had already run over to pick them.
Four years ago, Chen Nuo was found to have a moderate aptitude for cultivating immortals with four orifices of aura. After being sent out to practice for a year by his father, he broke through to the first level of aura and was sent to the Song Manor in Beizifang City by Chen's father.
Being a boy.
The so-called boys have a lower status than apprentices. They mainly do odd jobs in the manor, washing bottles and cans.
In the past three years, if he hadn't learned things quickly due to his quick hands and feet, he would have been kicked out long ago. The Song Manor is not a place for a low-level monk like him to make a living.
place.
According to "qingren", the Song family is about to reach the status of a fourth-class noble family. They have even thought about the title. It seems to be called Yunxi Song family.
During this period of time, the Song family had never looked at anyone from other families, let alone the loose cultivators who didn't follow them.
However, even if he was cautious in his words and deeds and conscientious in his work, he could barely keep his job, and was eventually assigned to the Spiritual Medicine Garden and became a dispensable spiritual planter.
After years of exposure, combined with nearly thirty years of experience in his previous life before time travel, he finally understood the survival rule of the big fish eating the small fish in the world of spiritual practice.
In order to be able to live a strong life, he gave full play to the good character of the Chinese people who were diligent and thrifty in his previous life. The background was not enough, so he worked hard to make up for it. He followed other people's example and planted some spiritual grains outside the elixir garden where they could get spiritual energy.
Or herbs with a short growth period can be regarded as an extra income. Mosquito legs are small and small, and they are also considered meat.
Although the Chinese medicinal materials he saw on the road could not be sold for a few bucks, for casual cultivators at the bottom of the cultivation world, they could be sold for money in exchange for resources.
Therefore, he was very surprised why his father, who usually wanted to break the spiritual stones into two flowers, ignored them.
"Follow up." My father whispered, and the movements of his feet were a little faster. Normally, my father was taciturn and didn't talk much, but as the head of the family, he thought carefully about every decision he made, and he would not make a blind decision.
The promise can only be obeyed.
Seeing them getting further and further away from him, Chen Nuo felt more and more pain in his heart. He wanted to argue a few words, but suddenly remembered some of the terrible cases he had heard before, so he could only give up.
This section of the mountain road is so quiet that you can't even hear the chirping of birds, which is really weird.
This trade route may not be big, but it is not too small for casual cultivators who are increasingly struggling to survive. It is no exaggeration to say that without this trade route, the Chen family would have been almost cut off.
Most of the income sources can no longer support the daily consumption of the few spiritual realm monks in the family.
Over the years, many casual cultivators have also come up with the idea of this trade route, but in the end, only Chen's father and a few others can make some small money from it. The details of it cannot be explained in just one or two sentences.
It's clear.
See more and listen more, do less and worry less.
If this were not the case, Chen's father would not force Chen Nuo to take a month off when his eldest son was inconvenient to travel due to a leg injury, and he would not miss this trip.
In recent years, father Chen and his eldest son Chen Wang have teamed up to do this.
In this way, they traveled quickly for another seven or eight days, and finally arrived at their destination, Shanwai Village.
As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, more than a dozen eager villagers swarmed in and surrounded the two people to go to the village chief's home. They were more happy than during the New Year. The village outside the mountain was isolated from the world, and if it weren't for these
Immortal masters travel between the two places to make up for their scarce material needs, and their lives will become more difficult.
Although father and son belong to the lowest class in the spiritual world, to the villagers in Shanwai Village, they are comparable to living gods.
"Master Immortal, the village chief has been waiting for a long time." The villagers' attitude was extremely respectful, and they all took a step back consciously. Even their words became formal, for fear of accidentally offending each other.
"Oh, are the village chief's legs and feet feeling better?" Chen Yuze has been here for more than ten years and has good interactions with the villagers. Therefore, he does not pretend to be superior to others. Instead, he talks and laughs with them, and the relationship is extremely harmonious.
"Thanks to the Immortal Master, my father's injured leg has improved a lot. If he hadn't recovered, my father would have come to greet the Immortal in person." A tall young man in the crowd took a few steps forward and said
After that, he made a bow and returned to the crowd. Chen's father remembered this person. He was the village chief's eldest son, Cao Dali.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Chen Yuze waved his hand and said.
Chen Nuo watched all this with an expressionless face. He had tried not to speak since he was a child, and his expression was cold.
However, his cool temperament still attracted the attention of others, and the boys and girls in the crowd secretly glanced at him from time to time. He seemed unaware and calm and composed.
The firefly's butt is cold enough, but it still shines.
While they were talking, they came to a wooden house at the foot of the mountain.
At this time, the place was already filled with villagers from Shanwai Village. As soon as they saw Chen Nuo and the other two, they all knelt down on the ground and called "Master Immortal" in their mouths.
"Brother Cao, I haven't seen you for a year, and your bones have become stronger." Chen Yuze took a step forward and helped the leader up with his own hands. Although Father Chen still looks like a middle-aged man, he is about seventy years old.
Now that he is five years old, he is indeed qualified to call Old Man Cao brother.
"Thanks to the Immortal Master, I have been looking forward to you every day, and finally you are here again." The man looked like a dry old man, but when he spoke, his voice was like a bell, and there seemed to be something hidden in his body.
A power different from that of practitioners.
Chen Nuo looked at it and squinted his eyes slightly. This small mountain village seemed not simple.
In this remote mountain village, an ordinary little old man actually has such profound internal skills. If he read it correctly, this old man would be enough to be a grand master in the secular martial arts world outside, and he could fight alone.
Kill a hungry wolf.
Indeed, most of the villagers in this mountain village have martial arts skills, but they are limited by their qualifications, and few can achieve great achievements. As for those who break through the limits of martial arts and enter the Tao through martial arts, they only exist in myths.
.
There are many ferocious beasts in the mountains. If they didn't have a few tricks, they wouldn't be able to survive here for hundreds of years. It is said that Old Man Cao's leg injury was caused by his desperate fight with a ferocious beast.
The old man felt Chen Nuo's gaze, glanced back, and said with a smile: "This little immortal master has an extraordinary temperament. Forgive me for my dim eyesight, this must be the first time for the little immortal master to visit this place."
"I'm new to your place, please take care of me." Chen Nuo remained calm and composed. His answer neither seemed friendly nor alienated.
"Brother Cao, he is the third son I often mention to you." Chen Yuze looked at Chen Nuo, who was well-established in his progress and retreat, and felt relieved. It was not in vain that he had spent a lot of money to send him to Fangshi to learn the craft three years ago.
This child has a good temperament, does not act impulsively when dealing with others, and is quite methodical.
"Oh, it turns out to be the third young master. The immortal master is so blessed that he has received this Lin'er. Come on, come on, the immortal master has worked hard all the way. The little old man has already prepared drinks. Please come in and have a few glasses of thin wine." The little old man dismissed.
He gathered the villagers and welcomed the two people into the wooden house.
As he walked in, the little old man secretly thrust a note into Father Chen's hand.