The fat Taoist's surname is Jin, although he is also a foundation-building monk who came to the Jinzi Domain during this period of time.
But he didn't come from the Southern Wilderness, but from the north of the Immortal Gate.
Taoist Jin comes from a cultivating family in the north, and he also holds a position in the Immortal Sect.
My ancestor is a true disciple of the Immortal Sect.
And the ancestor who spread his branches and leaves is still alive, but like many big guys, he is trapped on the main peak and has no skills.
For their descendants who are not the main lineage, they can only choose to let them go.
The Jin Taoist lineage received a warning from the ancestors not long after the evil wave began to erupt.
Their head of the family was also decisive, after consulting the main line for some details.
The head of the family simply gave up the base camp that he had run for many years, took stock of the family property, and then the entire family was divided into three. Before the north turned into an evil territory, they moved to different areas to join local relatives.
The Jin Taoist branch originally went to the Muzi Domain.
As a result, the year was unlucky. They had just settled down there and were preparing to farm for a while and watch the changes in the world.
But I didn't expect that the biggest change during this period would happen at the doorstep.
The evil god of the Wood Character Domain has arrived, and evil spirits have exploded, making it a place where it is difficult to survive even if you build a foundation.
Jin Daoren had no choice but to take his tribe on another long journey, first to the overseas islands to avoid the impact of the snow disaster.
Then I learned that the Qi Xin Sect had planned to capture the Demonic Talents alive and relocate the entire sect, which seemed to have stabilized the long-term development of the situation.
This Taoist Jin couldn't help but feel moved.
As a foundation builder, he still couldn't get used to being overseas where there was no spiritual vein.
He only brought some old people who were successful in Qi training and came to see if there were any development opportunities near Yunshan Mountain.
As a result, the independent spiritual vein or city that was wanted as a place for family inheritance was not found.
On the contrary, I participated in several auctions and visited several large markets, and less than half of the spiritual stones I brought with me were gone.
Hearing the sound of flying and shouting from behind, Taoist Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and more than ten golden talismans appeared on the inside of his robe.
Several magical instruments also floated quietly.
At the same time, the crane and Jin Zhenren in the car slowly slowed down in a connected mind.
"It turns out to be Master Bai He. What's the point of calling me to stop him?"
After Jin Zhenren turned around and saw the person clearly, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
The wariness has gone away a little.
When attending the meeting in Biluo Xianzhou, those well-behaved maids helped introduce him.
Let Jin Zhenren know that this person in front of him is a quite inspirational foundation-building casual cultivator.
Of course, we won’t completely let down our guard.
Every foundation builder has its own little secret. Who knows what the opponent’s trump card is?
Taoist Jin chose to greet him with a smile.
"Thank you Jin Zhenren for staying!"
After Su Ping caught up with the opponent, he also slowed down and held his hands in salute.
"Fellow Taoist, I have a business that I would like to discuss confidentially with you."
"Business?"
"Hehehe, maybe you have an idea about a certain ruins?"
Jin Zhenren shook his head slightly:
"Let me guess, did you get a clue from a certain ruins and think that as long as there are a few more foundation building colleagues, you can be sure?"
Su Ping heard the other party's laughter and replied with a faint smile:
"Fellow Taoist, you are worrying too much."
"Although I just built the foundation not long ago, I also know that each of the ruins is deeper than the last."
"Those muddy waters are reserved for the disciples of the sect, but I have no interest in it."
"oh?"
After hearing the understatement of the foundation-building casual cultivator in front of me, he really had no interest in those secret realm ruins.
Jin Zhenren couldn't help but look at Su Ping carefully, and felt a sense of sympathy in his heart.
"What's the deal? Let me tell you."
After all, it was a foundation building project, and it was not something risky as he thought. After being prepared, Jin Zhenren asked seriously.
Su Ping truthfully told Jin Zhenren what he needed.
But I heard that Jin Zhenren's expression turned strange.
Jin Zhenren did not expect that this Bai He Zhenren came to him because he learned that he came from a wealthy family in the north and had a profound family background.
Especially in terms of heresy, and because the North often deals with those heretics, a lot of them have been included.
Then the request he mentioned was for a copy of his family's collection of books.
In addition, he knew that Jin Zhenzhen was good at brewing wine.
Fortunately, he had a batch of good-looking spiritual rice that he could sell to Jin Zhenren.
The crane under Jin Zhenren's seat suddenly screamed.
Jin Zhenren heard this cry, patted the crane's chubby head gently, and said slowly:
"Copying books that are not secret arts is a trivial matter."
"High-quality spiritual rice... Master Baihe, don't make fun of me."
"These days, good spiritual rice is all in your hands..."
When Jin Zhenren said this, he saw Bai He Zhenren in front of him taking out a storage bag and gently throwing it in the air.
Jin Zhenren took the photo and couldn't help but let out a sigh when he examined it with his spiritual consciousness.
Lingmi in storage bags is a very common variety.
The high quality shocked Jin Zhenren a little.
He has never seen such full and vibrant spiritual rice.
Judging from his hundreds of years of experience in brewing, the spiritual wine brewed from these spiritual rice may not be much better for cultivation due to its low grade.
But who drinks spiritual wine just for cultivation?
The taste and drunken state are more important to wine lovers!
"How much more of this kind of spiritual rice are there?"
"I want them all!"
Jin Zhenren didn't even ask about the price, but looked at Zhenren Bai He with dazzling eyes.
Su Ping didn't deliberately whet his appetite.
These spiritual rice are rare to see in the world of immortality.
But with his little expertise in farming, he can produce better crops.
It's not that there are no similar spiritual monks in the world of immortality.
Rather, such spiritual monks often cultivate important spiritual plants in the secret realm of the Immortal Sect.
But there is no time to cultivate spiritual rice for wine making just to satisfy the appetite of some people.
That's it now.
Jin Zhenren did not speculate that Su Ping had found a related spirit.
Rather, it seems that some kind of magical power cultivated by Master Bai He may be related to these spiritual rice.
It even has some relationship with the collection of transcripts he mentioned before.
After so many years of accumulation in the world of immortality, there are thousands of magical powers and secret techniques.
No one can guarantee how many strange and demanding magical powers and secrets they know.
Therefore, after Jin Zhenren saw that the other party could really provide him with what he needed.
So he wisely did not ask the purpose behind Master Bai He's request.
Jin Zhenren took Su Ping straight to the beach.
There, Su Ping saw a fleet of twelve large building ships.
The ships in the fleet are also separated by a large distance from each other.
The people on this fleet are Jin Zhenren’s clansmen.
As for why they don’t want to dock or simply occupy a small island.
Jin Zhenren also informed Su Ping generously.
He felt that the islands in the overseas archipelago... were not safe either!
On the contrary, this vast sea with living water constantly flowing is safer, and once evil spirits appear, you can calmly choose whether to save or run away.
"Evil spirits mostly like to stay in one place."
"If it breaks out on a ship, it is possible that it will only affect a large ship, and it will be difficult to do evil as the ship sinks and becomes trapped on the bottom of the sea."
Su Ping nodded slightly and held Jin Zhenren's side.
Jin Zhenren smiled and flew into a building ship.
He began to eagerly introduce Su Ping to his tribe.
Special emphasis is placed on several of his granddaughters.
These granddaughters don't look like the chubby Jin Zhenren. Most of them have delicate features and graceful figures.
There is one person who has a rare high-grade spiritual root.
According to Jin Zhenren's proud tone, the timing was wrong, otherwise this granddaughter would have been recommended to the main line by them long ago.
Then after some operations, with their Jin family's status in the Immortal Sect, there is a good chance of becoming an inner disciple directly.
An hour later.
After completing the transaction, Su Ping said goodbye and left.
Watched Su Ping leave.
A dark shadow appeared next to Jin Zhenren.
"Old Hei, what do you think of Master Bai He? I heard that he is still a foundation-building casual cultivator!"
"Hey, casual cultivator?"
The black shadow chuckled and said:
"Rogue cultivators will be so calm and calm after noticing my existence?"
"This guy is definitely sure of escaping under the joint attack of you and me, and he may not even be able to fight back."
After recalling the test of Master Bai He, Heiying said with some fear:
"I dare not say anything else, but his spiritual consciousness is unfathomable!"
"How can such a monk be a casual cultivator!"
"Fortunately, the other party should not be hostile to us."
"And there is a high probability that there are magical powers and secret techniques for cultivating spiritual rice."
“I think I’m looking for you this time because I’m interested in your wine-making skills!”
"Perhaps we can cooperate more in the future. If the top really collapses one day, there will be one more comrade who can hold each other together for warmth."
…………
Su Ping returned alone and visited several markets along the way.
Even though he revealed his financial resources, he didn't find anyone following him along the way.
Su Ping felt a little sad that after building the foundation, he would encounter fewer profit-minded people.
It also gave him less chance to sit back and wait.
With the array weapon in hand, Su Ping already had the confidence to solve one or two calamity cultivators of the same realm without anyone noticing!
Jiuye Shanfang City.
Su Ping met with monks from various places recruited during this period.
There are a total of twelve alchemists, eleven charm masters and five weapon refiners.
As for the formation masters, no one is willing to come to a small place like Jiuye Shanfang City.
Even the alchemists and the others are mostly at the lower level of the first level.
It's not that Su Ping didn't give enough spiritual stones.
But the quality of the spiritual veins in Jiuye Shanfang City is too low.
Higher-level skilled monks also hope to deepen their practice and thereby extend their lifespan.
However, Su Ping was very satisfied to receive these talents.
They directly took out a large amount of materials and let them run at full capacity in their respective workshops.
At the same time, Su Ping also allocated spiritual stones to hold training skills classes, hoping to find some talented people among the casual cultivators who had fled.
It's just that this is a long-term solution and will not produce any results in the short term.
Then, a few days after participating in the Biluo Fairy Boat Banquet.
Su Ping found that many strange monks suddenly came to his Jiuye Shanfang City to supply supplies.
After asking around, I learned that the ancient ruins near the original Golden Wood City had been spotted by several small sects from the Southern Wilderness.
After getting the map and formation breaking talisman provided by Qi Xin Sect.
These little sect monks ran over together.
As the nearest city, Jiuye Shanfang City was naturally used as a resting place by the monks.
Because of this, there were a lot of disputes at the beginning.
Fortunately, the owner of Fangshi is building a foundation.
That is to say, both parties couldn't hold back the punches and kicks during the bargaining, and then they were beaten thirty times by the law enforcement team.
But, this morning.
The dispute suddenly became serious.
And it still happened in the mortal residential area at the foot of the mountain!
A monk from the Southern Wilderness took a fancy to the child of a wealthy family at the foot of the mountain, and tried to rob it if he failed to buy it.
He even took action and injured several casual cultivators who were in charge.
Naturally, Su Ping would not get used to this.
Without waiting, Steward Dongfang hurried over to report the matter.
Su Ping, who had not long returned from the Huzhong Cave, noticed the abnormality and used the formation to explore it and understood the preliminary situation.
Su Ping flew directly out of the main building.
Instantly appeared behind the Nanhuang monk who was robbing the mortals.
After reaching out and grabbing the other person's arrogant face.
In front of the Nanhuang monks and Lili Anjie who were watching the show, he smashed the monk directly to the ground, making a big hole in the ground with a bang!
At the same time, divine consciousness erupted, suppressing the entire audience!
"Master!"
Some casual cultivators who recognized Su Ping cried out in surprise.
The Southern Wilderness monks became angry after being surprised. Their expressions changed slightly.
They had also heard of the reputation of Master Bai He.
Although he said he looked down on the other party's background as a casual cultivator, but in reality...which of these Qi practitioners dared to be disrespectful to the Foundation Establishment?
"Fellow!"
Suddenly, two white lights fell from the sky.
But it was the leaders of these Southern Wilderness monks. The two early-stage foundation-building monks noticed the movement and flew over quickly.
One of these two people is wearing a white robe and has a handsome face.
A man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying three long swords on his back, seems to be a sword cultivator.
The sword cultivator's fighting skills are generally more powerful than ordinary foundation building, so the sword cultivator looked at Su Ping with a hint of contempt.
"Fellow Taoist, it's a bit too much."
White-robed Zhuji saw the disciples in the big pit at Su Ping's feet.
That disciple didn't just land on his face, all the bones in his body were shattered.
The cultivation that was supposed to be in the later stage of Qi refining was also useless.
In the current environment, it is impossible for these small sects to provide resources for a useless person to give him a chance to start over.
"Excessive?"
"This is my city."
Su Ping looked around at the houses that had collapsed because of the monks in the Southern Wilderness and the mortals:
"They are the people I promised to protect."
"You don't follow my rules and you still think my punishment is excessive?"
"you!"
Hearing Su Ping's accusation, the Foundation Establishment Sword Immortal's face turned slightly red, and the three magic swords on his back made a crisp sound.
Baipao Zhuji also snorted coldly:
"Zhenren Baihe, you are a casual cultivator who was lucky enough to build a foundation. Did you forget about it after you established your own market?"
"Don't think that Master Xiaomu can rest easy after joining the Qi Xin Sect."
"We are under the orders of Elder Biluo..."
"Senior brother, why bother to say more! Let me teach this casual cultivator a lesson. He clearly looked down on us and other sect cultivators just now. Let him know what it means to have a heaven beyond the sky!"
Jian Xiuzhuji took a step forward and said loudly on purpose.
The white-robed Zhuji sighed and took a step back:
"Junior brother, be careful, don't kill anyone. After all, this is Master Xiao Mu's old acquaintance..."
Su Ping looked at the two men's double act like an idiot.
Wait until the three magic swords flew out from the sword cultivator's back.
Su Ping has already used the Jiuye Shanfang City Formation.
In an instant!
Then clouds and mist appeared out of nowhere, blocking the view.
Then, just a few breaths later, there was a thunderous sound: Get out!
Under the loud noise, clouds and mist rolled into the sky.
More than 20 Southern Wasteland monks, including two foundation builders, were all swept up by the clouds and thrown far away!
"ah!"
These monks fell heavily to the ground, and when the clouds and mist came in, their body-protecting auras or talismans were destroyed.
This fall added many more casualties.
Even the two foundation builders were in quite a sorry state, with frighteningly gloomy expressions.
"Then Master Bai He is actually an array mage!"
"No wonder you are so arrogant, junior brother...are you okay?"
After the white-robed Zhuji swallowed a pill to heal his wounds, he looked at the sword cultivator.
His sword cultivator brother now had one of his magic swords inserted into his chest, left shoulder and right leg.
At a glance, one could tell that it was done by Master Bai He after activating the formation.
The injury may not be serious, but it is extremely insulting.
"It doesn't matter!"
The sword cultivator gritted his teeth and endured the pain while twitching his magic sword.
"Senior brother...we are so miserable this time, does this count as completing the mission?"
"..."
The white-robed Ji Ji hesitated and said:
"Of course the mission is accomplished!"
"It's just that originally the master asked us to have a conflict with the other party. It would be best to record the evidence of the other party's actions, and then use thunderous means to surprise the established facts, so that we can logically take over Jiuye Shanfang City."
"This way, even if the Qi Xin Sect knows there is something inside, they won't investigate it in detail for a casual cultivator. We can throw out one or two scapegoats and the matter will be solved."
"But now..."
"It's a surprise that Master Bai He is a formation master, and it's even more of a surprise that Jiuye Shanfang City's formation is so powerful!"
"I'm afraid, we still need to stage a bitter trick and go to Jiuye Shanfang City again on the grounds of apology."
"Want to go in again?"
Jian Xiuzhuji's expression changed, recalling the painful memory of being involuntarily like fish under the clouds and mist.
"Junior brother, don't worry. This time, all the elites from the sect will come out, and they will bring with them the sect's background."
"As long as it suddenly breaks out in the formation, what ability can the basic cultivator have to fight against it?"
The white robe builds the foundation, the story goes.
In fact, I no longer believe that Master Baihe in Jiuye Shanfang City is some kind of casual cultivator.
It's just that the arrow has to be fired when it's on the string.
These small sects in the Southern Wilderness had no choice but to take over the ruins and open up wasteland.
For this reason, it is also appropriate to seize one or two low-level cities in this area as a way for the sect to inherit.
At the same time, this should also be something that most sects tacitly agree to.
That Master Bai He has some background, after all, he is just alone!
Baipao Zhuji believes that as long as the elders of the sect take action personally, everything will be fine!
at the same time.
Su Ping crossed his legs and soared in the clouds and mist at the same time.
Although his eyes were closed, he actually heard the whispers of the Southern Wilderness monks through the formation.
Su Ping was not surprised by this.
These guys are suddenly causing trouble. They are obviously either committing adultery or stealing!
I just didn't expect that after these small sects came, my small property would also be taken care of by these guys!
(End of chapter)
