Chapter 343 Settlement
A few handymen laughing and joking below were nothing formal, in stark contrast to the tenants wiping their tears in the fields.
Lu Ye watched all over the sky.
It seems that the quiet place in Buddhism is not peaceful at all. It is full of filth. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is naturally crooked.
The temples of these handymen are bulging, and they are full of energy. They move cleanly and neatly. They can control the horse effortlessly with only their legs. Each of them has the skills of a great martial arts master in the world.
Lu Ye snorted coldly. He came here to find a wife, but when someone else's wife was robbed - well, even the wife's man was robbed.
Can he bear this?
He pressed down in the air, and immediately several mana fluctuations fell silently.
The handymen were joking when they suddenly felt a gentle breeze blowing through them. They only felt a numbness in their two waists. After the numbness passed, there was no reaction.
A few people didn't take it seriously, whipped their horses and whipped their horses, and ran away in great joy.
They didn't know that the breeze was mixed with fine mana, and in each of their two waists, there were fine needles condensed with mana stirring back and forth.
After an hour or two, they will find that after taking off their belts and looking beautiful, they no longer have the ability to bother.
After half a month, he will urinate blood. By the end of the first month, he will be bedridden with black and swollen kidneys. Then he will stay in bed for several months, and finally he will be suffocated to death by urination.
Lu Ye did not use thunder to get rid of this person because he did not want the peasant women and farmers who were robbed by them to suffer, nor did he want to alert the monks immediately.
If we change the place and give each of them a bolt of lightning, sending them to achieve enlightenment immediately, then they can only use the slow method of cutting the flesh with blunt knives, which will still hurt, but will not lead to a happy death.
Disciples like these handymen can be powerful and domineering in front of ordinary farmers, but in the sect, they are not even disciples, and their status is low.
Lu Ye has stayed in Xuanmo Sect for ten years, and he is very clear about the arrangement of these handymen in the sect. As long as he does not die immediately, no matter how seriously ill he is, it will probably not attract attention. Anyway, those who have no spiritual roots There is no end to the handymen, so we can just recruit them again after they are dead.
After dealing with these people, Lu Ye didn't hesitate anymore and ran forward with lightning speed, quickly passing through these big cities.
Behind the big city is a majestic mountain.
When people are in the air, they smell the strong scent of sandalwood.
I saw that the top of this large mountain several hundred feet high had been flattened by monks in a big way, and various Buddhist temple buildings were scattered on it.
Among the many Buddhist halls, there are hundreds of warrior monks in the lower courtyard wearing iron armor and holding long soldiers. They are lined up in a queue and their killing sounds are rising to the sky. They must be people working in the field.
There are also monks who inhale spiritual energy in the air and create various strange images above their heads. Some have lotus flowers falling from the sky, and some form a spiritual mountain behind their heads, with gods and Buddhas looming on top.
In addition, the entire building is protected by a thin golden light, which is the protective formation of Tianlun Sect.
At the foot of this mountain, there is a bustling market. In addition to many monks and nuns walking around, there are also many casual practitioners living in it.
Lu Ye only looked at it from a distance, and without daring to look further, the clouds lowered.
There is a powerful golden elixir in this sect, and the range of its spiritual consciousness is far beyond that of the foundation-building monks, reaching a hundred feet away. With the help of the sect's formation, it may be possible to detect further.
By the time he descended from the sky, he was already outside Fangshi.
The gate of this city has the word "wenxin" on it. It is called "wenxinfang" and is managed by the Tianlun Sect.
The Tianlun Sect is the only major Jindan sect in the north of the mountain. It governs Xiafang City like a small city, several times larger than Linyunfang City.
Lu Ye was wearing a hooded cloak and striding towards the door. At this time, he had slender eyes, a long face and a beard. He had the appearance of Ling Yuangou who showed off his talents in the secret realm of the black cave.
In front of the gate, there is a monk in yellow robe, sitting on a recliner with his eyes narrowed and his legs crossed, with two baskets in front of him.
One basket contains spiritual stones, and one basket contains gold and silver.
If a monk enters the market, each person needs to hand over a spiritual stone. If a mortal enters the market, he/she needs to hand over gold and silver.
There are also several monks holding iron Zen staffs, standing crookedly outside the gate of Fangshi with playful smiles, talking about where they can drink, eat meat and find female Bodhisattvas to preach Buddhism after work.
This is a paid card, and as long as you have spiritual stones and gold and silver, you can enter. Lu Ye noticed that these guards did not even ask about the identity, place, purpose, etc. of the people entering the city.
Perhaps this is the absolute confidence of the Jindan sect.
Lu Ye followed the team, handed over the spirit stone as usual and entered the city smoothly.
He sighed in his heart - the price of a spirit stone is several times higher than that in Linyunfang City. What a profiteer!
The yellow-robed monk squinted his eyes and seemed to be asleep. Lu Ye passed by him, but the other party didn't react at all.
Lu Ye restrained his magical aura and was only in the late stage of Qi training, so he was not conspicuous at all among the monks who entered the city.
After entering Fangshi.
The noise was coming, it was so lively.
Lu Ye only glanced at it and felt that time and space were confused, as if he had returned to Heikufang City, which was controlled by Gujianzhuang and Baihemen when he escaped from Heikoku Mountain.
The streets were crowded with pedestrians, rubbing shoulders with each other.
The most numerous are monks and nuns. The robes of these monks and nuns are all embroidered with a round wheel of different colors, which is the symbol of the Tianlun Sect.
In addition, the largest number of casual cultivators are dressed in different styles. This is the north of the mountain and has been included in Beishazhou. Therefore, many casual cultivators wear high-crown robes that are very different from those in Dazhongzhou. Most of them wear arrow uniforms.
Lu Ye also saw a few blond and blue-eyed human beings, who should be from Xizhou. Who knows how they traveled tens of thousands of miles to get here.
Besides the monks, the most numerous ones are the children of the demon clan.
The difference from Heikufang City is that the demon children here walk with their heads held high, unlike the demon clan in Heikufang City who are cautious.
From here, we can also see that the demon clan in Beishazhou is powerful and should not be underestimated.
In addition, as Baian remembers, many monks and nuns of the Tianlun Sect are the transformed human forms of the demon clan.
There are even many human disciples riding monsters as mounts.
It is said that the leader of the Tianlun Sect, the monk Huiding, had a foundation-building demon pet lion as a mount, and naturally all his disciples followed suit.
In addition to the bustling flow of people on the street.
The shops on both sides are also very dense and prosperous. In addition to the mainstream shops selling various immortality materials in the market, there are many more restaurants, restaurants and gold-selling caves here than in other markets in Huangsha Mountain.
It seems that the spending power of the monks and nuns of the Tianlun Sect is far greater than that of ordinary monks.
Just seeing many flower monks coming in and out of the wine shop, the brothel always felt a little inconsistent.
Takuma Luye.
That Baiye Buddhist disciple should not go to Dazhong Continent to experience the world of mortals. He only needs to stay in Wenxinfang City at the foot of the Tianlun Sect Mountain for a year and a half, and the calamity of the world of mortals will be over.
With Ling Yuandou's face in his face, he walked around the market several times and finally found an alley where casual cultivators gathered to set up stalls.
This alley is about two feet wide and more than ten feet long. It is crowded with people and looks very lively.
On both sides of the alley, there are many casual cultivators who have left their bags on the ground, with some elixir, talisman and materials on them for sale.
There is also a yellow-robed monk at the entrance of the alley, with a fat head and big ears, a bare chest, a belly as big as a bucket, and black chest hair on it. While he was taking a nap, he was snoring loudly, and his body smelled strongly of alcohol and powder.
Lu Ye's eyes lit up and he moved closer.
This seems to be a managed stall market, which is suitable for retail investors who cannot afford to rent a shop. They can trade with confidence and safety is guaranteed.
He went over and coughed.
"This master, master? Master?"
Lu Ye's voice gradually increased, but the master slept more and more soundly, and his snoring increased by two tones.
Reluctantly, Lu Ye could only release the mana fluctuations from his late-stage Qi training.
"Yeah!" The monk felt a surge of magic power coming towards him and opened his eyes angrily, "Who disturbed Buddha's sleep?"
When he opened his eyes and saw Lu Ye, he snorted, but his attitude was still arrogant.
"You want to go in and set up a stall? One spiritual stone for one month. If you go in and stay for one day, you will get one spiritual stone. No refunds or change. Understand?"
"In addition, no matter how much you spend every day, You have to pay a hundred and fifty commission for whatever you sell there. Even if you don’t open for a day, you still have to pay a spiritual crystal. You can’t pay it on credit!” Buddha sleeps!”
Lu Zhiyong cursed a black shop.
This monk is backed by the Tianlun Sect and has no respect at all for the monk whose magical power is obviously stronger than his.
Lu Ye flicked his fingers and decided to use a stunt.
I saw two spiritual stones falling on the belly of the fat-headed and big-eared monk. The collision of the spiritual stones made a pleasant sound.
The fat monk let out a sigh, and put the spirit stone into his bag with a single move of his extremely flexible hands. He jerked up like a carp, ignoring the sound of the chair under his butt squeaking under the weight of the weight.
With a smile on his face, he nodded and bowed.
"Fellow Taoist, come on, come on, I will take you inside and find a good place for you."
"Don't worry, I won't accept your spiritual stone for nothing. From now on, fellow Taoist will be here If there is a bad day in this alley, there is no need to hand over the spirit stone.”
The fat monk bent his way in front, and when he entered the alley, he found the bustling area in the middle.
There are two stalls here. On the left is a veteran selling elixirs, and on the right is a somewhat colorful Kun Xiu selling some materials for refining weapons.
The monk changed his face again, kicked the corner of the stall roughly, and said arrogantly.
"Give way to the left and right, and make a space available."
Lao Dao and Kun Xiu couldn't afford to offend them, so they reluctantly gave up the two stalls to the side, and at the same time moved to the side. The casual cultivator shouted, "Fellow Taoist, give way."
Like the undulation of waves, several stall owners around were not surprised and quickly got up and moved to the surroundings.
Soon, a space more than half a foot wide was given up in the center, which was considered a large stall in this alley.
"Fellow Taoist," the fat monk turned around and smiled with a smile on his face, "You can settle down here!"
"The poor monk Zhenjin is responsible for the management of this alley. How big or small is it? You can come to Xiao Monk for any trivial matters!"
Lu Ye smiled and nodded and said a few polite words.
Then Shi Shiran sat down in the vacant seat, fiddled with a piece of furoshiki in the storage bag, and took out some talismans to place them out. Now he was out of the stall.
"Brother, what do you call me? You look unfamiliar, is there any connection in the sect?" The old man selling elixirs next to him immediately came over with a smile on his face, "That's really cool. Monk Jin is not a genial person, and he is rarely so enthusiastic towards others.”
"Yes, we will be neighbors from now on. Please take care of us!" The female cultivator selling materials on the other side also winked at Lu Ye and leaned over with a scent.
The two reported their names, the old Taoist was named Dan Yuanzi, and Kun Xiu was named Su Li.
Lu Ye smiled.
"It's easy to talk, my little brother's last name is enough."
"It doesn't matter much in the sect, but I just handed over an extra spiritual stone to the real gold monk!"< br>
Dan Yuanzi and Su Li did not expect the newcomer Ling Yuangou to use such an unpretentious method, and their faces immediately lost some enthusiasm.
Bah, isn’t this being taken advantage of?
Lu Ye said again.
"Zhenjin Monk is a bit rude. I am very uneasy because my stall occupies the space of two close neighbors." "Why don't I host you tonight and treat you two to a drink?"
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Their eyes lit up and they immediately became more enthusiastic.
One afternoon, Lu Ye randomly sold some talismans.
As a second-level talisman master, the talismans he makes are of course of high quality, so they sell well.
Looking around, no matter whether the transaction is good or not, there is always a deal.
He cursed the real gold monk a few more words in his mind, setting up a stall in this alley, how clumsy it would be to not open a single order, and to show affection to the other party without wasting any empty promises.
Lu Ye, Dan Yuanzi, and Su Li also spent half a day getting to know each other.
It turns out that Wenxinfang City is backed by the Tianlun Sect, with sufficient foot traffic and a large number of casual cultivators. These casual cultivators can make more money by setting up street stalls than in other markets.
It’s just that the monks have to take a commission from the daily transactions. The Tianlun Sect obviously does not have this rule. Those spiritual stones have all gone into the pockets of the monks. Everyone is a little heartbroken, but there is nothing they can do.
Lu Ye asked the two of them again and learned that there was a cave in Fang City for rent, which was suitable for a stay.
In the afternoon, he asked the two of them to help look after the stall. He went out to find the real gold monk for help and rented a cave.
In the evening, when he hosted dinner at Fengyan House, Dan Yuanzi and Su Li were treated to a feast, and the two of them smiled at him even more sincerely.
Lu Ye made up his identity, only saying that he was from Pakistan, traveling around, looking for suitable opportunities to break through and build the foundation.
Dan Yuanzi and Su Li secretly laughed at this fellow Taoist who made him look fat. As a casual cultivator, he could reach the Great Perfection of Qi training in one go. The only way to save spiritual stones and buy foundation-building pills was just a matter of course. In the later stage of Qi training, monks still discuss whether there is an opportunity or not.
Both of them are natives of Shanbei and people from Beishazhou. Both of them are in the late stages of Qi training.
Dan Yuanzi is a lonely man, nearly a hundred years old, with no hope of breaking through the foundation building. He relies on practicing elixirs to accumulate spiritual stones, hoping to collect a large sum of spiritual stones to send his grandson to the mountain to become a monk.
Su Li, on the other hand, was a pretty widow who once had a Taoist companion, but her boyfriend offended a great monk from the Tianlun Sect when she went out one day and was beheaded with a sword.
She restrained her body, gritted her teeth and burst into tears, still insisting on making a living in the market. When talking about the Tianlun Sect, there was always a trace of resentment in her eyes that could not be erased.
The past few days have flown by in such a hurry.
Lu Ye has taken root in the market. He sets up a stall in the alley every day, chats and chats with Zuo Dan Yuanzi and Su Li, and also gets a lot of gossip about the Tianlun Sect.
The current head of Tianlun Sect is Master Huiding, a middle-level Jindan master. He has been the head for more than two hundred years. There is also an elder in the sect who has been in seclusion all year round. It is said that he has reached the late stage of the Golden Elixir and is trying to reach the full stage of the Golden Elixir, hoping to cultivate the Nascent Soul.
There are more than twenty foundation-building monks inside the gate, which can be regarded as the backbone.
Among them, the "young" and promising disciples who still hope to achieve the golden elixir are considered true disciples or inner disciples.
Those who have exhausted their potential as they grow older are considered outer elders.
Sanhei Shitai is such an outer sect elder. She has reached the stage of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen and has little hope of attacking the golden elixir. She is the leader of the nuns in the sect and can be regarded as the leader of Tianlun Sect. Big hill.
Dan Yuanzi and Su Li are very familiar with the important figures in the sect and know them all.
Because when doing business in the market, one must be bright-eyed and must not offend the powerful monks or nuns in the sect.
Half a month passed in a hurry, and he left the cave as usual and set up a stall.
The real gold monk is still guarding the alley. This fat monk still sleeps soundly. He is on duty during the day, and at night he spends his days and nights, either in a restaurant or in a brothel.
Looking at the rouge lips on his forehead and the black and blue bags under his eyes, we knew that the battle last night was intense and he would probably sleep peacefully all day long.
Lu Ye passed by him and walked into the alley leisurely.
It was still early, and all the people who came were casual cultivators setting up stalls. He nodded politely to a few people he met, and everyone smiled and said hello.
"Fellow Taoist Ling, are you here? Good morning!"
"Fellow Taoist, I found a good talisman pen here. When we leave today, you can come and taste it. If you need it, I’ll sell it to you at a cheap price!”
Half a month is enough for Lu Ye to become familiar with everyone, and some wild demon girls even wink at Lu Ye.
Everyone knows that fellow Taoist Ling, although he has a long face, is easy to talk to, can draw talismans well, earns a lot of spiritual stones, and is willing to give preferential treatment to his colleagues. He is a talisman maker with a good future.
Waiting for Lu Ye to say hello all the way to his stall.
Leo Dan Yuanzi and Su Li have already set up their stalls.
“Fellow Daoist Ling,” Su Li enthusiastically handed over a warm lotus leaf parcel, “This is a meat bun made by my family.”
“It uses spiritual rice as the skin. It’s a tonic stuffing mixed with deer demon meat. Can you try it?”
Lu Ye took it and said thank you with a smile.
Next to him, Dan Yuanzi suddenly stuck his head out and said that the old man also needed to be replenished.
Su Lixing’s eyes widened, and she scolded fiercely: What supplements do you need, you old man?
The two have a good relationship. Su Li dares to scold, but Dan Yuanzi is not angry. He laughs and talks about Taoist being worthless when he gets old.
Lu Ye slowly gnawed on the buns, which tasted pretty good.
During the period, Su Li had something to do and left. Dan Yuanzi came over and whispered.
"Fellow Taoist Master, I shouldn't gossip about people behind their backs."
"Fellow Taoist Su is naturally good, but her obsession is still there and her intentions are very big. You'd better keep a distance."
"Otherwise, if I hurt you, I will also hurt her!"
Lu Ye smiled and thanked him. He knew that Su Li wanted to take revenge, and the other party was a Zhenzi Qi Practicing Dzogchen monk, so he wanted to Find a Taoist companion to help you live together.
He himself had a secret, so the buns were eaten, but Su Li couldn't mess with him.
Of course, you can't eat the buns for free. If you encounter Su Li's enemy one day, just get rid of him easily.
When the sun went up, Lu Ye had already placed a few orders, so he asked Dan Yuanzi and Su Li to look at the shop and left the alley.
Anyway, those talismans are very easy to sell. There is no difference between him and him. He still seizes the time to visit the market and familiarize himself with the local areas. He may be able to use them in the future.
In addition, maybe you can meet Fu Ronger and Sister Hong in the market?
He had hope in his heart.
Of course, Lu Ye was not just wandering around. During this period, he also did something serious. He found a professional weapon refiner to repair the long bloody stick and the damaged blood flag.
He has all the materials, but after all, he is minoring in talismans and not weapon refining. He cannot do it himself and has to find a real weapon refining master.
Lu Ye turned left and right and arrived in front of a store with the name Qingshan Pavilion written on it. It was a store that all the cultivators unanimously recognized as strong and with a mysterious background. Even the foundation-building treasures and techniques could be disclosed. Where it is sold.
There is a second-level weapon refiner in this shop.
At this time, he ordered Yuan Guo to have a magic weapon mask on his human skin face. If anyone’s spiritual consciousness probes it, it will be broken. The magic aura on his body is still the aura of the late stage of Qi training.
He entered the store, took out a jade plaque issued by the store, and waved it at the waiter who came up to him.
"I'm here to pick up the things that were delivered ten days ago."
The other party saw him and hurriedly invited him into the private room.
After a while, the shopkeeper entered the private room with a long iron box and said with a smile, "Guest, what you want has been repaired. It is made by Master Mo in our shop. It is absolutely exquisite."
I saw the shopkeeper taking out a long line of spirit soldiers from the iron box, which was the blood flag in the hands of the people on the Blood River.
The long pole and the damaged blood flag were once again integrated, and the big hole in the flag that was violently broken by Mo Ruyan has been repaired.
Lu Ye took it and shook it gently, and felt the pungent smell of blood coming from the private room. The magic power was running smoothly inside, leaving a mark of prohibition easily.
He explored it again with his spiritual consciousness, frowned, chuckled, and handed over a thousand spirit stones, and the property of both parties was cleared.
After Lu Ye leaves.
Another person came in outside the private room, it was Master Mo with a long beard.
The shopkeeper hurriedly stood up and called Master Mo.
Master Mo asked with a smile.
"The fat sheep is gone? I have repaired the foundation-building treasure weapon with all my heart, but I left a hidden hand in the flag. Unless the intermediate-level foundation-building cultivation level can detect it with spiritual consciousness, it can indicate the location. "
"This fat sheep is generous, and the treasure weapon is used by the magic sect. It must not be a right way. If you kill him, you don't have to worry about causing disaster."
The shopkeeper said worriedly.
"There's just one thing. I'm afraid that this person is a Foundation Establishment monk in disguise."
"Besides, I'm always worried about overturning the situation and damaging the shop signs. The people in the headquarters won't let us go."< br>
Master Mo laughed heartily.
“Don’t worry, if you are not above the intermediate level of Foundation Establishment, it will be difficult to find my hidden hand, and it will be even harder to break it. How can it be such a coincidence? I think he is at most a junior Foundation Establishment monk who is a casual cultivator. That’s all, I can’t stand up to you and me...”
“Old rule, after you get it, you three and I will be seven, and I’ll give it to him when the inspection envoy from the headquarters comes.”
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly spit out blood and his face turned gray.
The shopkeeper hurriedly helped me.
"Master Mo, what's wrong?"
Master Mo's lips were trembling and his face was bloodless.
"That guy...that person...that...he actually broke my secret hand!"
"We're afraid we're going to be doomed!"
The shopkeeper suddenly sat down on the ground.
It’s over. As long as this matter spreads out, it will destroy the shop’s sign. The inspection envoy from the main office will definitely not let them go.
“I’m going to find him!”
The shopkeeper jumped up and ran out without caring about helping Master Mo.
He didn't want to silence him, but wanted to negotiate a price and see how much blood could be used to erase the matter.
Just when I ran out of the shop, the streets were crowded with people. Where was the shadow of the monk just now?
The shopkeeper groaned, his body swayed, and he sat down in the middle of the street, sweating like rain.
A few streets away, Lu Ye walked with his hands behind his back, a sneer on his lips.
I never expected that a large shop would deceive customers. If he hadn't used the Lotus Seat Technique to scan the flags, he wouldn't have noticed anything unusual.
Let me teach you a small lesson today, and I will try to regain my position in the future if I have the opportunity.
He walked slowly, his eyes casually scanning the streets on both sides. Suddenly he saw a figure in the crowd, and his whole body was shocked...
(End of this chapter)