"Rogue cultivator?"
Zheng Yi nodded and said: "Let them wait in the Bai Yujing Hall."
"Here!"
Chen Liancang left quickly, while Zheng Yi, served by the palace maid, went to the inner room to bathe and change clothes.
Not long after, under the leadership of Chen Liancang, several figures dressed in various colors entered Bai Yujing.
There were about ten people in this group, and they were obviously divided into three groups.
As they moved forward, they all gathered together vaguely, looking around from time to time.
At the same time, they were still whispering to each other using secret methods.
“What a magnificent palace!”
"The spiritual energy here is more than ten times stronger than the outside world! How is that possible?"
"Is there a monk hidden deep in the palace?"
"As far as I know, one of the people who surrendered to Dayu is Tian Xingzi. This person is from the Tianji Sect and is the best at formations!"
"The spirit gathering array that covers the entire palace? How is that possible!"
"Silence! Wait and see what I do next."
"Okay..."
While discussing in low voices, Chen Liancang led several people into the Bai Yujing Hall.
"Everyone, please wait here. Your Majesty has some matters to deal with and will come to meet you fellow Taoists soon."
Among the more than ten people, an old man with white hair and beard said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, please."
"Please."
Chen Liancang retreated, and then more than a dozen palace ladies filed in, served fragrant tea, and then retreated.
In the mist of tea, the white-haired old man suddenly waved his hand, and a sound-proof formation was immediately activated, covering the entire hall.
"Everyone, my sound isolation formation can isolate sounds. You can communicate freely here."
"I would like to ask again, do you really want to join the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty?"
The bald man touched his head and said with a smile: "Of course, but the prerequisite...it still depends on whether Emperor Zhengyong sincerely invites me to wait!"
"For monks in the early stage of Qi training, three spiritual stones per month!"
"For mid-stage Qi training monks, five spirit stones per month!"
"For monks in the late stage of Qi training, twenty spirit stones per month!"
"As long as the treatment according to the rumors from the outside world is like this, then of course we will join this so-called Great Yu Immortal Dynasty!"
"Hehehe..."
Another old man in green clothes said with a smile: "It is not easy for us casual cultivators to practice. I have wasted decades, and at most I only have a dozen or so spiritual stones in my hand."
"How virtuous and capable is Emperor Zhengyong, that he dares to offer such a sky-high salary?"
"The most important thing is that as long as you donate your soul power and ignite the soul fire, your salary can even be doubled!"
A woman in red clothes with an extremely charming face suddenly said: "I heard that Emperor Zhengyong seems to have obtained the inheritance of Nanke Xianfu."
"The inheritance of Nanke Xianfu?"
"Are the rumors about Nanke Xianfu true?"
"If not, where did Emperor Zhengyong get so many spiritual stones?"
"Hiss...why is there no movement?"
"Nanke Immortal Mansion, it is rumored that the small world of Sumeru, where the spiritual world has been overhauled, has its own world. I don't know how many treasures there are!"
"This Emperor Zhengyong is really cheap!"
"Okay!"
The white-haired old man continued to ask: "What are your plans?"
"Old Shi, where are you?"
"Me?"
The man known as Shi Lao flashed his eyes and said: "I don't have much life left, so for the sake of future generations, naturally the more the better."
"You want to sacrifice your soul fire?!"
"Hehehe...naturally."
"You're crazy! If you sacrifice your soul fire, your life and fortune will be in the hands of Emperor Zhengyong from now on, just like that slave..."
"So what?"
Mr. Shi said indifferently: "I don't have long to live, so of course I must use the remaining time to find more spiritual stone resources for my good grandson."
"I am a monk in the middle stage of Qi training. Once you donate your soul fire, you can get ten spiritual stones every month!"
"With these ten spiritual stones as a foundation, and the ability to practice in a place with such rich spiritual energy in the capital, maybe my grandson will be able to enter the foundation building stage one day, hahaha..."
"Grandpa...!"
Next to Mr. Shi, a boy who looked fifteen or sixteen years old had eyes full of excitement and didn't know what to say.
"Good boy, don't be sad. I have been living for so many years and have experienced everything."
"I originally thought that I could find a promising sect or family for you, but now it seems that the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty is the most suitable!"
"No matter what you think, this Great Yu Immortal Dynasty...I have entered samadhi!"
"Old Shi..."
Several people's eyes flickered, and they didn't know what they were thinking, and then they fell silent.
Several people continued to wait, but after waiting for more than half an hour, no one came.
Not to mention Emperor Zhengyong, not even the eunuchs, maids, etc. were seen.
Old Shi and several other older casual cultivators were still able to hold their own and did not say anything.
But a few young people, or casual cultivators with special skills, became anxious.
"Why don't you see anyone? Where is Emperor Zhengyong?"
"This tea is indeed good, but you can't keep me waiting to drink tea!"
"Is Emperor Zhengyong sincere?"
Several monks whispered something, their eyes flickering, and some of them were sitting there a little restlessly, looking around cautiously.
"Everyone, be careful, just in case Emperor Zhengyong has bad intentions..."
"Are you stupid? The other party is the emperor, and he also offers such a generous salary."
"Yes, other families or forces may take advantage of others. Is it necessary to be the emperor?"
The crowd was talking in low voices, but four monks with similar auras, male, female, old and young, stood up and whispered: "Fellow Taoists, we will not participate in today's meeting with Emperor Zhengyong."
"Everyone, see you later."
"Huh?"
"The Four Ghosts of Shannan are leaving now? Why?"
"Hahaha, these four people are demon monks. They are best at collecting blood for sacrifice, refining ghosts and hurting people. I don't know how many people have died in their hands. They should be scared now!"
"Hehehe, if Emperor Zhengyong wants to deal with them..."
At this moment, a long and clear voice sounded in their ears.
"Your Majesty is here~!"
Hearing this, the other monks were all stunned and subconsciously stood up.
But the four Shannan ghosts shouted secretly, and their figures rushed out of the hall.
"It's such a joy to have friends from far away."
"Since several fellow Taoists have come to my palace to meet me, why are they leaving in a hurry now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly shone outside the main hall, blocking the bodies of the four Shannan ghosts.
"Damn it!"
Among the four ghosts in Shannan, the leader is actually a child who looks to be only about half a man tall.
The child looked to be only seven or eight years old, with red lips and white teeth, a braid on his head, and a red face.
But the strange thing is that his pupils are gray-white, surrounded by fine crow's feet.
"Brother! Formation!"
"Let's do it together and break it!"
"Do it!"
"Huh...!"
In an instant, he saw the four ghosts from Shannan taking action.
The leader of the pale children opened his mouth and spat out, and a pale flame spurted out, hitting the light curtain and causing ripples.
The woman in red smiled coquettishly, and with a sway, she actually threw out a long bloody snake, opened her fangs and bit hard on the light curtain, making a harsh friction sound.
The third person was a middle-aged man with a thin body and a pockmarked face.
But he saw his hands quickly making a seal, and a black flying sword appeared out of thin air, turned into a black light, and struck hard on the light curtain.
The last person was an old man who looked like he was in his final years. His hair and beard were all white, but the top of his head was bald.
He opened his mouth and smiled, showing his big yellow teeth.
Then he patted the storage bag, and a giant skull that was as tall as a person suddenly turned into a black mist, surrounded by more than a dozen small skulls, frantically hitting the light curtain in front of him.
For a time, most of the hall was within the attack range of the four Shannan ghosts.
Others subconsciously stayed away, but they also looked at the Four Ghosts of Shannan in shock.
Especially that curtain of light falling from the sky, covering more than ten of them. Is that a formation?
Or what?
Entering can stop the Four Ghosts of Shannan for so long!
You know, among the four ghosts in Shannan, there is a late-stage qi-training monk!
For a time, ghosts roared in the entire hall, and demonic flames roared.
"Pa bang bang..."
At this moment, a crisp burst of applause came.
Everyone looked subconsciously and saw a man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe walking out from behind the screen, surrounded by a group of eunuchs and palace maids.
As they walked, they clapped.
Emperor Zhengyong!
He has a tall and straight posture, and his eyes are deep and bright, as if he can see into the deepest part of the human heart.
There is an aura of a king between the brows, and the sword eyebrows are drooping, which makes him even more majestic and domineering.
Wearing a dragon robe with a flying snake embroidered with gold thread, he is luxurious yet majestic.
At this time, their eyes were staring at the four Shannan ghosts with great interest.
"Good job ~ enjoy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Liancang patted the storage bag on his waist, and a handful of shiny things appeared in his hand. He threw it casually at the entrance of the hall.
To be precise, it was at the feet of the Four Ghosts of Shannan who were constantly casting spells on the formation outside.
Uh...
Of course, the first to be stunned were the dozen or so people waiting aside.
A pair of eyes were staring at the shiny things still rolling in the hall.
That's... a spiritual stone!
"Spiritual Stone!"
"Forty spiritual stones!"
"What is he doing?"
"Reward with spirit stones!"
"A waste of natural resources, I..."
Amidst the exclamations, among the four Shannan ghosts who were still struggling to attack the formation, the child-like monk was the first to stop and subconsciously looked at his feet.
What is that?
He blinked, unable to believe his eyes.
Immediately, he stopped his attack, bent down, grabbed two shiny objects from the ground, and examined them carefully.
"Spiritual Stone!"
"It is full of spiritual energy and has no loss...it is actually a spiritual stone with abundant spiritual energy!"
"This..."
He looked around subconsciously, then squatted down without hesitation, grabbed the spirit stone on the ground and stuffed it into his arms.
"Brother?"
"Brother!"
"What are you doing?"
"Spiritual Stone!"
"So many spiritual stones!"
The other three people also stopped quickly, rushed to the spiritual stones on the ground, and started fighting for them.
"Stop grabbing your dick! Leave some for me!"
"Brother, you can't hold it in your hands, give it to me!"
"Third sister, hurry up and there's another one there..."
"Brother, are we still running?"
"Pfft...!"
Looking at the four people scrambling to grab it, someone in the corner suddenly couldn't help laughing.
Then the whole crowd burst into laughter.
"Hahaha..."
"Hey hey hey..."
"Are these the Four Ghosts of Shannan? They don't even care about their identities in order to snatch the spiritual stones!"
"Identity? What is that? Those are forty spiritual stones. Each of the four of them can have ten!"
"If you can give it to me, I will grab it..."
During the discussion, everyone subconsciously looked at the initiator.
Emperor Zhengyong, Emperor Dayu, who was sitting on the dragon chair and looking at them indifferently!
At this time, Zheng Yi was also looking at this group of casual cultivators with interest.
At a glance, there were thirteen casual cultivators under the Highness.
In addition to the four Shannan ghosts who were rewarded by him, there were seven other people, divided into three distinct groups.
He had already anticipated the actions of the Four Ghosts of Shannan.
And his response method is to use spiritual stones as "rewards" to prove his strength and sincerity.
Before this, all casual cultivators in Dayu were in dire need of spiritual stones.
Under normal circumstances, the number of spiritual stones in the hands of ordinary casual cultivators remains at about three all year round.
Even a monk in the late stage of Qi training only has less than ten spirit stones in his hand.
Even for a monk family, the number of spiritual stones in the entire family is only twenty or thirty.
For example, Master Zhao Xizheng of Taiyi Daoyao only has more than ten spiritual stones accumulated in his hands.
On the one hand, the monks collected it, but the most important thing is that it is extremely difficult to find.
Some monks spend their entire lives unable to find even a single spiritual stone.
But now, Zheng Yi casually gave forty rewards.
Facing the Four Ghosts of Shannan who still want to escape here is eye-opening.
The four Shannan ghosts who want to escape from here will be rewarded with so many spiritual stones.
So what they left behind was not distributed?
"Thank you...Your Majesty for the reward!"
At this time, the child-like monk, the boss of the Four Ghosts of Shannan who had already snatched the spiritual stones, stepped forward and said respectfully.
But the next second, his expression suddenly changed.
"Late stage of Qi training!"
"Fellow Taoist... no, senior!"
"Youlinzi has met his senior!"
"What? Late stage of Qi training!"
"Your Majesty is actually a late stage monk in Qi training!"
"Sure enough...this breath is at the eighth level of Qi training!"
"Juniors have met seniors...!"
The other casual cultivators also sensed something at this time and hurriedly stepped forward to pay homage.
At this time, Zheng Yi did not hide his cultivation.
The aura of the eighth level of Qi training is particularly clear in the entire hall.
Zheng Yi swept away his thoughts and shook his head slightly.
As expected of a casual cultivator.
Among the thirteen people, only two were in the late stage of Qi training and were still at the seventh level of Qi training.
No wonder, after sensing their eighth level of Qi training, they all stopped and became extremely well-behaved.
However, a lot of money can be spent on bones and horses, and this group of casual cultivators in front of them is just the first batch.
As long as he shows sincerity and magnanimity, he can finally catch all the monks in Dayu.
He said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, there is no need to be polite. I know the purpose of your coming here today."
"I won't beat around the bush anymore. As long as you sincerely join our Great Yu Immortal Dynasty, I will never treat you badly!"
"For monks in the early stage of Qi training, three spiritual stones per month!"
"For mid-stage Qi training monks, five spirit stones per month!"
"For monks in the late stage of Qi training, twenty spirit stones per month!"
"Those who possess the various arts of cultivation will have additional rewards!"
"Those who are willing to sacrifice their soul fire will receive double their benefits!"
"In addition to these, the monks who join our Great Yu Immortal Dynasty will be rewarded as long as they can make great achievements."
"Kung Fu, magic weapons, elixirs, formations... everything is available!"
"How?"
Looking at the shocked thirteen cultivators, Zheng Yi looked at Youlinzi, headed by the Four Ghosts of Shannan, with a smile.
"Fellow Taoist Youlinzi, what do you think?"
Youlinzi suppressed the surprise in his heart and immediately said: "Junior... join naturally!"
"Well, how about you introduce your brother?"
"Junior...obey the order!" (End of Chapter)