My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 6 The God in Golden Armor (please collect it)

Qingshanfang was built at the foot of the mountain.

The Qingshan Sect has been here for hundreds of years. There are many buildings in the square, and scattered cultivators from thousands of miles around gather here, making it very lively.

Most of the buildings in the square have the surname Murong.

Ever since Murong Zhongde, the third generation founder of the Qingshan Sect, expelled the demonic cultivators from the community and was appointed by the Shangzong to guard the Twelve Kingdoms of Wuzhou, the Qingshan Sect was appointed.

Originally one of the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes in Wuzhou, the Murong family flocked to the Qingshan Sect in large numbers, purchased properties, and held important positions in the sect.

Just like the exquisitely decorated Baoyaoxuan in front of Zhu Houcong.

Looking at the smiling female nun under the plaque.

Zhu Houcong stared straight ahead, unmoved despite the female cultivator's watery autumn eyes blinking to death, and walked into the east area where the casual cultivators set up stalls and traded under the gazes of the other girls.

Although Baoyaoxuan's products are of superior quality and are many times better than the Sanwu products in the hands of casual cultivators, they are... expensive!
The price of one Qi Condensing Pill is enough to buy three from a casual cultivator.

If you change the materials and practice it yourself, you can open the furnace with more than ten stones.

Thinking of this, Zhu Houcong couldn't help but feel sad.

It's all money!

He touched his pocket for the only twelve spiritual crystals left since the Qingshan Sect distributed the resettlement allowance.

Zhu Houcong came to a middle-aged man setting up a stall at the end of the road.

Although the man looked to be no more than forty years old, his cultivation level was at the late stage of Qi training.

But there are already wrinkles appearing between the eyebrows.

"Brother Zhu, what do you want to buy today?"

Seeing Zhu Houcong coming over, his eyes immediately lit up and he put down the jade cigarette rod in his hand.

This person's name is Yue Shanhai, a first-level top-grade alchemist in Qingyunfang Herbal Medicine Hall.

When I'm not busy, I collect some medicinal herbs from casual cultivators, refine them into elixirs, and set up a stall to make extra money.

"I want two Qi Condensing Pills, and some Marrow Cleansing Pills and Dragon Tiger Pills... By the way, help me see how much I can exchange for these."

As he spoke, Zhu Houcong took out a handful of weeds pulled from the field this morning and placed them in front of Yue Shan.

The Qingshan Sect was built on a third-level spiritual vein. Although the Lingtian was located on the edge and its spiritual energy was vastly different from the core of the sect, it could still take advantage of the sect's spiritual vein.

Weeds will grow into fairy grass if they are planted... You know, Qingshanfang is called a holy place for spiritual practice in the eyes of nearby casual cultivators, but there is nothing more than a first-level high-grade spiritual vein under the city.

"Three spiritual crystals, if they are all replaced by pills, I can give you three and a half yuan."

Spirit crystal is a type of spirit stone mine. Because of its extremely poor quality, it is not of high grade. However, its reserves are large and it is a currency circulated among monks during the Qi training period.

"Then replace it with Bingxin Dan."

"Okay, there are nine spiritual crystals in total. I'll just charge you five."

After packing two Qi Condensing Pills, a bottle of Dragon Tiger Pill, a bottle of Bingxin Pill, and a bottle of Marrow Cleansing Pill, the middle-aged man in front of him happily attached an invitation to Zhu Houcong.

"It's my son's full moon drink in half a month, and I must be there!"

Zhu Houcong was a little surprised when he heard this.

After all, it is extremely difficult for monks to give birth, although the probability of giving birth to a child with spiritual roots is much higher than that of two mortals.

But the risk is still too great for the low-level Qi cultivators.

If you are not careful, you will find a few small oil bottles without spiritual roots.

"Congratulations to brother-in-law!"

Yue Shanhai usually treated people well, even if Zhu Houcong was new here, he didn't cheat him even a penny.

On the contrary, he took great care of Zhu Houcong.

Zhu Houcong’s congratulations are also sincere.

However, before the two of them finished chatting, they heard a sudden commotion in the surrounding city.

Faintly, there were sounds like "Black Mountain Secret", "Marrow Cleansing Spiritual Object" and so on.

Zhu Houcong stopped and listened.

"I wonder what kind of spiritual creature it is?"

On the way, a female cultivator asked anxiously.

"It is said that the slough of a century-old Yin-Yang cicada can bring immortal cultivators back to their prime, and young Qi cultivators can gain [-]% of their lifespan..."

Hearing this, the city became even more commotion.

Many monks simply closed their stalls and went to hide to find out.

"Brother Zhu, I will leave in advance today."

Seeing this scene, Yue Shanhai's expression changed again and again.

"Is it possible that Brother Yue has any other thoughts about this secret?" Zhu Houcong couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Brother, what are you talking about? I have a small family in the village, so how can I dare to take risks like a casual cultivator? However, now that the turmoil has begun again, the price of elixirs will inevitably skyrocket in the future. After I go back and settle down with my family, I will seize the time to open it. That’s how you make elixirs in a furnace.”

After hearing what Yue Shanhai said, Zhu Houcong couldn't help but sigh that this old man is a safe person.

"The remaining bottles of elixirs in the stall are all left to my brother. You must come to drink my son's full moon wine at the end of the month!"

"sure!"

Zhu Houcong collected the elixir and saw Yue Shanhai leaving in a hurry.

Then he quickly returned to the opposite road.

Although there was a slight commotion in Suoxingfang City, order still existed, and the Murong family's law enforcement team soon came to maintain order.

Zhu Houcong typed out the emblem of the Qingshan Sect and returned to his hut safely.

Generally, tenants live in the north of Lingtian, so that they can easily get water from the spiritual spring to irrigate the Lingtian. However, in order to control the formation, Zhu Houcong and Old Man Li deliberately moved the small house to the south of Lingtian, close to the ground line.

After counting the income from this time, Zhu Houcong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Among them, there are three Qi Condensing Pills that can break through the small realm of Qi training, two bottles of Bingxin Pills that stabilize the state of mind, one bottle of Dragon Tiger Pills that replenish Qi and blood, and the remaining detoxification and healing pills are miscellaneous. Zhu Houcong counted them roughly. There are as many as ten bottles.

The cost of refining the medicine alone completely exceeded Zhu Houcong's current expenses.

However, before Zhu Houcong could sigh, there was a knock on the door.

Outside the door was Zhao Yaoyao, the daughter of a wealthy businessman.

"Uncle Li asked me to give you this letter before leaving."

Zhu Houcong reached out and took it, ignoring her curious look at the room.

Open the letter after confirming that the paint is intact.

After reading the contents of the letter, I sighed in my heart.

Before the possibility of breaking through the foundation building, Old Man Li finally chose to give it a try.

He even brought the sect's small green wood sword array with him on this trip.

No matter how indifferent he was on weekdays, he was still unwilling to be able to break through the foundation building.

Today the opportunity has appeared, even if you have a narrow chance of death, you have to risk your life.

Perhaps this is the fate of immortal cultivators.

Zhu Houcong inevitably had a new understanding of cultivators in this world.

"Thank you."

Zhu Houcong thanked him.

The girl in front of her covered her mouth and smiled softly. She was naturally beautiful, and with the nourishing skills of practitioners, she looked even more beautiful.

"In a few days, it will be the Immortal Day, and several senior brothers from the past want to gather the new junior brothers and sisters together for a reunion."

It is said that thousands of years ago, there was a golden-armored god who descended to the realm with the Book of Heaven and created the Taoism of this realm.

A monument of all laws was left behind. Although it was later torn apart by the war, it also established the source of all laws in this world.

It is said that the Qingshan Sect's method of establishing one's body, "Qingshan Longevity Kung Fu," was made from a fragment of the inscription observed by the first patriarch.

In order to commemorate the immortal's preaching achievements, every major sect will hold activities to celebrate this time of year.

As for the senior brother Zhao Yaoyao spoke of, naturally he was not a real disciple of the sect, but a tenant who was rejected during the previous selection of immortal seedlings.

In Zhao Yaoyao's impression, a person like Zhu Houcong who has no relatives and no backing will definitely not be qualified to refuse the invitation.

He and others can also take the opportunity to observe the small mysterious array in his hands.

"No, Uncle Li asked me to guard the spiritual field in formation, how can I leave my post without permission just for pleasure."

Looking at Zhu Houcong who was shaking his head in front of him, Zhao Yaoyao wanted to say something else.

"I have made up my mind, please don't say any more."

Looking at the door that was slammed shut in front of her, Zhao Yaoyao felt a little depressed.

Not to mention the fine clothes and food in the mortal world, even here I have relied on my beauty and skills, but I have never been treated like this.

However, this person is so ignorant that he must be someone who cannot recognize the reality.

He has low qualifications. If he doesn't stick together to keep warm, he will never get ahead.

Zhao Yaoyao shook her head and left quickly.

……

Inside the door, Zhu Houcong packed up his belongings and put the small Lost Formation Disk placed in front of his ancestor's memorial tablet into his pocket.

　If you like it, you can invest in it (bow)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)