Yang Zhen moved on.
At this time, the stone door behind him was closed again, and everything in front and behind was pitch black and silent, as if he were deep underground.
In order not to be discovered, he did not activate Ye Mingzhu, but used Yiyi and his own consciousness to explore the way.
One detects the front, and the other pays attention to the steps.
Gradually, an increasingly dense and familiar aura enveloped him.
This is the breath of wood spiritual energy.
"It smells so good!" The little thing's cheerful voice sounded in his mind.
Yang Zhen smiled slightly. Infected by her emotions, even if there were unknown dangers ahead, they didn't seem so scary anymore.
Finally, a glimmer of light appeared in front of us, making the rugged mountain wall look particularly eerie.
There were also faint sounds of quarreling.
Yang Zhen's heart moved, her steps quickened, and she took a few breaths to reach the glimmer of light.
This was a corner. He poked his head out slightly. There was still a corner in front of him, but the quarrel suddenly increased several times and was clearly audible.
"Chu, you keep saying that there is an opportunity to build a foundation here. Is this the opportunity for building a foundation that you are talking about!"
The voice of the person questioning him was loud and reverberated in the stone chamber. It sounded like he should be the rough man named Liu.
"Why not?" Fellow Daoist Chu spoke unhurriedly: "Senior Brother Zhu has repeatedly promised that as long as you help him get this bead, everyone will be given a foundation-building pill. Isn't this enough?"
"Promise? Hehe!" The man surnamed Liu said disdainfully: "We are not children. I, Liu, cannot believe a mere verbal guarantee."
"Besides, this bead is of the highest grade at least, and it must be worth millions. It's just a foundation-building pill, and it's just a beggar!"
"How are you doing?" Fellow Daoist Chu asked in a deep voice.
"One hundred thousand spiritual stones, three first-class foundation-building pills, and a divine soul contract." The man surnamed Liu made the conditions.
"Haha, one hundred thousand spirit stones, three foundation-building pills, that's such a big statement, ugh!"
"Then I'm sorry, I won't do this business!"
"You dare?" Fellow Daoist Chu's voice was cold.
"Haha, do you want to demolish the bridge before crossing the river?" the man surnamed Liu responded with a sneer.
"What Fellow Daoist Liu means is also what I mean." At this time, another person spoke next to him, and the voice sounded like a woman.
"You -" Fellow Daoist Chu was furious: "From finding this cave, to opening the formation, to luring away the monkey, what have you done to dare to ask for such a price!"
Lure the monkey away? Yang Zhen was suddenly startled, as if she wanted to catch something.
At this moment, a divine consciousness locked him firmly.
"who!"
"Hahaha!" Yang Zhen thought in her mind and walked out from the corner, letting out a series of wild and uninhibited ridicules.
This was his imitation of Niu Youde's tone in his memory. As for whether it resembles him or not, let's see step by step.
"Niu Youde, it's you, why did you come in?" Fellow Taoist Chu narrowed his eyes and recognized the person.
"I came in after you!" Yang Zhen spread her hands and felt a little at ease.
"Why are you sneaking behind me?" Fellow Taoist Chu asked sharply.
"Why?" Yang Zhen sneered and said, "Look at you guys who are so tense. If I don't have a clear mind, I might be killed by you two and I'll kill them all in one fell swoop!"...
"Nonsense!" Fellow Daoist Chu said angrily. For a moment just now, he did have plans to take action against the monk surnamed Liu. However, after several other casual cultivators expressed their stance, they gave up on this idea.
Yang Zhen sneered and stopped answering. His words not only explained why he was lagging behind, but also successfully aroused everyone's suspicion.
Too much is too little, now it's time for someone else to take the lead.
"Okay!" The convener surnamed Zhu retracted his gaze that had been staring at Yang Zhen, and finally said: "I agree to your conditions."
"Senior Brother Zhu——" Fellow Daoist Chu looked at him in surprise.
"Time is tight." The convener explained, and then said: "However, I don't have the soul contract, and I guess you don't have that thing. I have another contract here..."
After saying that, he slowly took out a piece of yellow silk from his arms.
"This is the deed of the Qin royal family. It represents the dignity and commitment of the Qin State and cannot be doubted."
Everyone looked carefully with the help of the light of the luminous pearl in the stone room.
I saw that the silk was about a foot long and was bright yellow in color. There was a large Chinese character "Qin" engraved in ancient script at the top of the middle, with a red fire dragon embroidered on the left and right, and the rest of the large pieces were blank.
"Are you from the royal family of Qin?" The villager with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked surprised.
"Yes!" The convener nodded, and when he saw the others looking confused, he explained: "For the deed of my Qin family, the party signing the contract must have royal blood, otherwise the deed will not be valid."
"After the contract comes into effect, the words will appear on the Qin royal altar for everyone to supervise. After the contract is completed, the words will disappear."
"Therefore, this kind of contract represents the credibility of our Qin family. Just a few hundred thousand spirit stones are not worth our Qin State's breaking of the contract."
"Everyone," Taoist Master Chu interrupted at the right time: "Is the reputation of the Qin royal family not as good as your hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones?"
Everyone bowed their heads and remained silent, weighing the situation repeatedly in their minds.
"How do I know whether your deed is true or false?" Yang Zhen suddenly asked.
"You will know when the deed is signed." The convener sounded unhappy.
"How many people are there in the Qin royal family? Can any royal family decide the ownership of hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones?" Yang Zhen continued to question regardless of his tone.
"Of course not." The convener replied proudly, but did not explain further.
"Since we are signing the contract, we must use our real names. May I ask your surname?" Yang Zhen continued.
"Qin Zhu." The convener replied casually, with a hint of impatience in his voice: "Everyone, time is running out, please make a decision quickly!"
"Okay, I'll sign!" The first person to agree was the green-robed monk named Huang.
With him taking the lead, several others also agreed, and Yang Zhen naturally followed suit.
Qin Zhu moved very quickly, took out a red pen from his storage bag, brushed it a few times, and wrote what everyone agreed on on the silk:
"Qin Zhu, the fifteenth descendant of the current Emperor Shenwu, hereby swears an oath..."
"I swear: If you guys help me seize the treasures in Langshan's secret realm, I will repay you. The agreement is as follows:"
"First, within the secret realm, we are in the same boat and do not harm each other."
This is what it should be, and everyone nodded.
"Second, after all the kings arrive in the Qin Kingdom, each of you will be rewarded with one hundred thousand spiritual stones, three first-class foundation-building pills, the title of viscount, and the territory of a whole village..."
There were actually titles and land rewards, and several people's eyes widened in disbelief.
You know, the reason why casual cultivators are called casual cultivators is because they have no fiefdom. If you have a fiefdom, even if you are just a qi-training monk, like ancestor Yang Zhen, then you have a foothold and a foundation, and you can start a sect and establish a business.
Therefore, fiefdom is the lifelong pursuit of almost every casual cultivator who desires to honor his ancestors.
This is even more exciting than a hundred thousand spirit stones.
For a moment, everyone's heartbeats accelerated and their breathing became heavy.
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