Seeing the two large stone boxes full of spiritual herbs, the monks watching were filled with envy and jealousy.
"What a blessing! With so many star peonies, hundreds of good deeds can be accomplished."
"Is star peony so easy to pick? It seems that I am going to enter the Yinfeng Realm too!"
"It's a beautiful thought, but it's not that easy! Brother Wei has been busy here for half a month and only picked one plant..."
Some people were jealous and had other thoughts, "Little brother, where did you pick these spiritual herbs?"
Before Zhao Lin could answer, someone tugged on his sleeve next to him.
"Brother Zhou, you are being arrogant. How could someone tell you where they are after picking the spiritual grass? Maybe I will go back in a few years and new spiritual grass will grow..."
"A total of one hundred and fifty-two shade grasses and one hundred and thirty-six star peonies."
The three acting disciples took action together and quickly finished counting the spiritual herbs. One of them announced loudly.
After hearing the number of spiritual grasses, there was another burst of admiration.
"I'm afraid even if the Yinfeng Realm has its own mission, no one will be able to collect so many spiritual herbs."
"Let me do the math, twenty-five-ten, five-six-thirty...a total of two thousand eight hundred and eighty spiritual stones, six hundred and eighty good deeds."
"Oh, it's more than my three-year salary..."
"Fellow Taoist, do you think the number is correct?"
The disciple who received Zhao Lin changed his previous attitude and asked politely, even using honorifics.
To do an outstanding job in a task, one must either have real skills or come from a large cultivating family and have a dedicated person to do it.
No matter what kind of person Zhao Lin is, no one of his little disciples can offend him.
"The amount is correct, can I exchange it now?"
Zhao Lin had already counted them when picking the spiritual herbs and knew them well.
"Yes, would you like spiritual stones or spiritual coins?"
"Spirit Coin."
Zhao Lin said without thinking, a spiritual stone is about half the size of an inkstone, and more than 2,800 spiritual stones can fill several lock bags and cannot be taken away at all.
The acting disciple quickly exchanged the spirit coins, put them in the money bag and handed them to Zhao Lin, and then said to the old man beside him: "Deacon Liu, please distribute the good deeds."
The amount of good deeds that Zhao Lin wants to exchange is relatively large, and only the deacon has the power.
"Give me the Illuminating Stone."
Deacon Liu took the body-illuminating stone from Zhao Lin, glanced at it with consciousness, and raised his eyebrows, "Your name is Zhao Lin. You were the one who arrested the bandit cultivator some time ago, right?"
Zhao Lin said calmly: "It's me."
Deacon Liu quickly took out a jade slip from his arms, checked it, and nodded: "Yes, the state has approved the arrest of the bandit cultivator, and will be rewarded with two hundred good deeds. If the ghost in Zhouyi is found, an additional fifty good deeds will be added." .”
"Two hundred and fifty plus six hundred and eighty, a total of nine hundred and thirty good deeds, will be given to you together!"
The monks in the Shanggong Hall were suddenly in an uproar.
"What, he is the one who caught the bandit cultivator? His cultivation is only at the third level of Qi refining?"
"Look clearly, he is a martial arts cultivator."
"What's wrong with the martial arts cultivator? No matter how powerful the martial cultivator is, he can't cross two small realms to kill the enemy!"
"No need to ask, he must be someone from a certain immortal cultivating family..."
Good deeds cannot be traded. In order to cultivate talents, many cultivating families use spiritual stones, elixirs, magic weapons and other cultivation resources to ask other monks for help when their descendants are doing sect tasks.
For example, in the task of collecting spiritual grass, a group of people are mobilized to pick it, and one person comes forward when exchanging it, so that all the good deeds belong to one person.
The sect can't stop this kind of thing. After all, both sides are willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, as long as they don't show it to the public.
Zhao Lin's performance was so outstanding that everyone made this guess.
Deacon Liu held the Xingyuan Pen in his hand and wrote rapidly in the void. The silver characters condensed and formed in the air and flew into the Illumination Stone.
When Zhao Lin checked the Zhaoshen Stone again, he found that his good deeds had changed from one hundred and three to one thousand and thirty-three.
"Breaking a thousand!"
Zhao Lin was overjoyed. Before completing the task, he exchanged 60 good deeds for spiritual stones. It was very painful at the time, but he did not expect that after completing the task, the amount would be tripled.
Deacon Liu put away the Xingyuan Pen and said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, all the spiritual stone good deeds have been exchanged."
Zhao Lin thanked you but did not leave. He whispered: "Deacon Liu, there is one more thing I want to tell you in private."
"In private?"
Deacon Liu was startled and did not dare to neglect. He led Zhao Lin to a side hall.
"If you have anything to do, please tell me!"
"Excuse me, does the deacon know about an old incident? Two people disappeared in the Yinfeng Realm twenty years ago?"
After hearing this, Deacon Liu pondered deeply, pinched his beard, and a look of reminiscence appeared on his face.
"Let me think about it... I just arrived at the Shanggong Hall twenty years ago. Well, there was such a thing. At that time, the sect sent people to search. It has been so long that I would have forgotten it if you didn't mention it."
After speaking, he looked at Zhao Lin and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Lin said: "I found them in the Yinfeng Realm."
"Oh? Tell me."
"Actually, both of them are not dead..."
Zhao Lin told the story of how he met Li Yuanyou and Hu Hongxing, hiding all the details related to Wei Shi and Sheng Jinlong.
Deacon Liu was still absent-minded at first, thinking that Zhao Lin had just discovered some clues. Unexpectedly, the more he listened, the more bizarre he became. He gradually opened his mouth wide and did not recover for a long time.
"You said one of them turned into a ghost cultivator and the other turned into a ghost?"
The corners of Deacon Liu's mouth twitched, and he was muttering in his heart. If he hadn't suspected that Zhao Lin was a junior from a cultivating family, he would have almost wanted to leave.
"Deacon, please look!"
Zhao Lin knew that his words were empty, so he took out the Xuanyin bag, the formation disk and the formation flag.
The Xuanyin bag and the Yin evil beads inside are both evil objects. Although the Yin evil beads are indeed useful, keeping them around can easily arouse suspicion. It is more appropriate to hand them over in exchange for good deeds.
The Three Yin Fantasy Killing Array is suitable for use as a protective array for the cultivation cave, but unfortunately it can only be placed in places with Yin Qi. In addition, it is also something belonging to ghost cultivators, so it cannot be left behind.
Deacon Liu's expression changed. These three cultivation items revealed a sinister aura at first glance, and he finally paid attention to Zhao Lin's words.
"Come on, let's go see the county guard together."
No matter what happens, as long as it involves ghost cultivation, it is a very serious matter.
The two of them left the Shanggong Hall and quickly arrived at the Sheriff's Mansion on the mountain.
The county guard was practicing at this time, and the two of them were waiting in the lobby.
The world of cultivating immortals is no different than the mortal world. Cultivation is the top priority. Even if you hold a certain position, you will not "sitting on duty" like ordinary people.
After waiting for an hour, a middle-aged monk with a medium build and embroidered cloud patterns on his robes walked into the lobby.
"I've met the Sheriff."
"Jiangsu, this junior Zhao Lin is polite."
Deacon Liu and Zhao Lin saluted together.
"No need to be polite, just talk about the matter directly!"
The Sheriff looks gentle, but has a vigorous and resolute temperament, and his words are quite direct.
"yes."
Deacon Liu responded, turned to Zhao Lin and said, "It's up to you to do the talking."
"good."
Zhao Lin told the story again.
The county guard was not as exaggerated as Deacon Liu, but he was still full of suspicion. It was not until Zhao Lin took out the ghost repair things that a serious look appeared on his face.
He immediately called a monk in charge of the warehouse and ordered him to keep the things properly.
"It's really strange."
The county guard and Deacon Liu looked at each other, feeling that the matter was unbelievable, and looked at Zhao Lin with more respect.
The county guard and Deacon Liu looked at each other, feeling that the matter was unbelievable, and looked at Zhao Lin with more respect.
Being able to kill a ghost cultivator at the fifth level of soul refining would be impossible without considerable courage.
After pondering for a while, the county guard said slowly: "It's a very important matter, so I have to trouble Xiaoyou Zhao to go to the Yinfeng Realm."
"Junior is happy to oblige."
Zhao Lin knew clearly in his heart that ghost cultivation was taboo in the sect and he had to verify it before reporting it.
Then the county guard called Zhao Mufeng, the hall master of the patrol hall, to the lobby and ordered: "Hall Master Zhao, take a few of your men and go to the Yinfeng Realm with this little friend."
Zhao Mufeng recognized Zhao Lin, glanced at him quickly, clasped his fists and said, "Yes, I wonder what the governor's orders are?"
Zhao Lin saw the county guard looking at him, so he had to tell the story for the third time.
Zhao Mufeng stood stunned on the spot after hearing this.
Zhao Lin coughed, and only then did Zhao Mufeng react and quickly responded: "Okay, but now we have missed the time for the shuttle boat to enter the small world..."
"It doesn't matter."
The county guard took out a red token and said, "Go now."
"yes!"
Zhao Mufeng took the order and took Zhao Lin to the patrol hall to summon three of his men and fly to the Shadow Wind Valley in the county's spirit boat.
"Why are you entering the small world so late?"
The five people came to the entrance of the small world, and the red monk guarding the magic circle complained.
"The Sheriff has his life, but there's nothing we can do about it."
Zhao Mufeng laughed and handed over two spiritual stones.
The monk in red took the spirit stone, his expression changed from gloomy to clear, and he happily activated the crossing circle, and controlled the shuttle boat to send the group of people into the Yinwind Realm.
"We're here, let's stop here."
Zhao Lin stood at the bow of the ship and commanded the shuttle boat to stop not far from the cave.
In order to avoid exposing the location of the cave, we deliberately landed several miles in advance.
"Please, please."
The shuttle boat stopped, and the monk in red cupped his hands for a moment, then started to meditate on the spot.
Zhao Lin got off the flying boat and walked in front to act as a guide.
"This is it."
Walking to the big belly mountain and walking around to the west hillside, Zhao Lin pushed aside the obstruction in front of the cave and walked in first.
The four people in the patrol hall did not expect that there was a cave in such a hidden cave, so they looked around curiously.
"I have been to the Yinfeng Realm many times, but I never knew there was a cave here."
"Yes, it is truly a miracle of nature. By the way, how did fellow Daoist Zhao discover this place?"
Zhao Lin naturally wouldn't say that Yinhun showed the way, but smiled and said, "Brother, I also discovered it by accident."
Not long after, everyone walked into the innermost cave.
Zhao Lin shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Li."
"It's me, Zhao Lin..."
After shouting a few times, I heard a voice: "Fellow Daoist Zhao is true to his word, Li is grateful!"
Li Yuanyou appeared in front of everyone "floatingly".
Zhao Lin stood still, but Zhao Mufeng and others' expressions changed and they subconsciously took a few steps back.
It's not that they have seen ghosts before, but this is the first time they have seen such a large thousand-year ghost.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Lin reminded: "Fellow Daoist Li, please change your previous appearance."
"I was negligent."
Li Yuanyou stretched out his tentacles, transformed into a thirty-year-old monk, and saluted everyone: "I have met a few fellow Taoists."
Zhao Mufeng and others stared blankly at the illusion, inexplicably surprised. It took a while before they came back to their senses and couldn't help but marvel.
“What an eye-opener!”
"People actually turn into ghosts and can talk."
A young patrolman suddenly asked: "If you die in the Yin Wind Realm, you will become a ghost and live for hundreds of more years?"
Li Yuanyou thought for a while and replied seriously: "Probably not. I also saved a trace of my soul by some strange combination of circumstances. I was lucky enough to meet Brother Zhao and regained some of my sanity."
"Anyone else might not be so lucky."
The patrolman wanted to ask again, but Zhao Mufeng scolded him: "Don't ask around! Do you want to practice evil arts?"
The patrolman shrank his neck in fear and did not even dare to speak.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Mufeng took out a jade slip as blue as the sea and crystal clear from the lock bag, placed it on a large rock not far away, and injected a spiritual power into the jade slip.
The jade slip immediately shot out a fan-shaped halo, covering everyone in it.
"True Meaning Jade Slip!"
Zhao Lin's heart moved, and he recalled the memory of the True Meaning Jade Slip in his mind.
Zhao Mufeng cupped his hands and began to ask Li Yuanyou one by one about his background, experience, what he saw and heard in the Yinfeng Realm, and how Zhao Lin killed the ghost cultivator.
Li Yuanyou did not remember what happened during his lifetime, and only told what happened after entering the Yinfeng Realm.
Because Zhao Lin had already explained it, he did not mention Wei Shi and Sheng Jinlong at all.
"People's hearts are unpredictable and things in the world are bizarre. Fortunately, you finally got your revenge."
After Zhao Mufeng finished asking, he sighed, opened his hand and grabbed it, and the jade slip of the true meaning flew into his hand.
Zhao Lin quickly said: "Palace Master Zhao, can you show me the true meaning of the jade slip?"
"Is this the first time we've met?"
Zhao Mufeng laughed and handed the jade slip of true meaning to Zhao Lin.
Zhao Lin thanked him and his consciousness sank into the jade slip of true meaning.
At first, only a cloud could be seen.
But soon, the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and a circular picture appeared on the jade slip.
The figures of everyone present appeared on the screen, and the entire conversation just now was recorded.
The sound is clear and the picture is realistic, giving people an immersive feeling.
"Thank you, I learned a lot."
Zhao Lin returned the true meaning jade slip to Zhao Mufeng.
"You're welcome. I should be the one to thank my friend for your help. Let's go back now."
Zhao Mufeng arranged for two of his men to guard the cave, and took one of his men and Zhao Lin back to Jieshuo Zhou.
When the red monk saw that only three people had returned, he couldn't help but be a little curious, but when he saw that none of the three people had any intention of speaking, he wisely pretended that he didn't know.
On the way back, Zhao Lin asked Zhao Mufeng: "Palace Master Zhao, do you think Li Yuanyou can come out?"
"Li Yuanyou?"
Zhao Mufeng was stunned for a moment before he remembered that Li Yuanyou was the ghost, and shook his head, "I'm afraid not."
Zhao Lin said: "There are so many Jindan Zifu monks in the sect, but no one has this ability?"
Zhao Mufeng smiled and said, "If you say that, someone must be able to do it. As long as you accumulate enough resources, what can't be done?"
"But letting a ghost leave the Yinfeng Realm and survive outside is not much easier than letting a mortal spiritual root cultivate to the foundation. Who would do this?"
Zhao Lin nodded, "I understand."
When we returned to Qiuyang County, it was already dark, so we rested in the post office.
The next day, Zhao Lin went to the patrol hall to say goodbye to Zhao Mufeng. The current evidence was enough to explain the problem, and he could leave.
(End of chapter)
