"Which of you is the leader?"
Shen Long said.
His voice was not loud and spread throughout Jinpeng Peak.
A medium-sized man in green shirt flew over and landed in front of Shen Long.
"Disciple Sun Lin, pay your respects to Master Shen."
The man in green shirt bowed, his expression respectful.
"Besides you, how many people are working at Jinpeng Peak? Is there a roster?"
Shen Long asked pleasantly.
Now his eyesight is dark, there is no one available, and he needs to train his own people as soon as possible.
"There are a total of seventy-two disciples working at Jinpeng Peak. This is the roster."
Sun Lin took out a thick blue book and handed it to Shen Long.
Shen Long looked through it and found that the roster was very detailed. Most of these people's cultivation and skills were Ling Zhifu.
Sun Lin is a fourth-level spiritual planter and is proficient in the art of planting.
One hundred thousand acres of spiritual fields are mainly used to grow elixirs. With Shen Long's current level of cultivation, elixirs less than a thousand years old are of no use to him, but mosquito meat is also meat.
"You call all the disciples who are at the level of alchemy and above to Jinpeng Garden. I have something to tell you."
Shen Long ordered.
"Yes, Master Shen."
Sun Lin agreed and went to summon other disciples.
Shen Long came to Jinpeng Garden and sat down in a stone pavilion.
Not long after, Sun Lin came over with more than 20 monks.
"Meet Uncle Shen."
Sun Lin and others bowed and said in unison.
"This is the first time for me and you to meet. Let me introduce myself! Name and skills."
Shen Long ordered.
Sun Lin and others introduced them one by one, and Shen Long asked a few questions from time to time.
"Do your job well and I won't treat you badly."
Shen Long said.
"Yes, Master Shen."
Sun Lin and others said in unison.
"By the way, I need a few alchemy boys. Martial Nephew Sun, Martial Nephew Lin, Martial Nephew Yang, Martial Nephew Xu, and Martial Nephew Zhao. Each of you can recommend a third-level alchemist."
Shen Long ordered.
"Uncle Shen is an alchemist?"
Sun Lin said in surprise.
Shen Long took out a square red token with the word "Jin Yan" engraved on it, which was the alchemist's identity certificate.
"Yes, Master Shen."
Sun Lin and the other five agreed, looking excited.
What a blessing it is to be able to learn alchemy from Shen Long.
Shen Long is not short of alchemy boys. He needs to train his own people and let the five Nascent Soul monks recommend talents to avoid a dominant family and make it easier for Shen Long to control.
Shen Long gave them some instructions and asked them to retreat.
He walked into the practice room and meditated to adjust his breath.
He no longer has the fifth-level demon ape essence blood in his hand. If he wants to continue practicing the "Sky Demon Manual", he needs to find a fifth-level demon ape with the bloodline of the mountain giant ape. This is not easy to find, so he can only look for it slowly.
Early the next morning, Shen Long walked out of the practice room and went outside. Sun Lin and six others stood at the door.
Except for Sun Lin, the remaining five people are in the Dan-formation stage.
They were about to salute when Shen Long stopped them: "Introduce yourself!"
The five alchemy-forming monks reported their names one after another, and introduced which third-level elixirs they could refine.
"Disciple Chen Yang can currently refine two third-level elixirs."
A tall, thin man in red said, looking a little nervous.
"Master Nephew Sun, who recommended him?"
Shen Long asked with a frown.
"It's Junior Brother Xu. Junior Brother Xu is Junior Nephew Chen's cousin."
Sun Lin asked.
"Who did you learn the art of alchemy from? How long have you been making alchemy?"
Shen Long continued to ask.
"I don't have a master, I'm a self-taught disciple, and I've been forming elixirs for more than ten years."
Chen Yang said truthfully.
Shen Long nodded and asked Chen Yang about his monastic career, and Chen Yang answered them one by one.
Chen Yang's ancestors were disciples of the Qianling Sect for eighteen generations. Both of his parents died and he taught himself alchemy, but his level of alchemy was not high.
"Okay! You all can stay! I'll give you these alchemy materials. You can help me deal with some of them."
Shen Long took out five storage bracelets and distributed them to Chen Yang and the other five.
"Yes, Master Shen."
Chen Yang and the other five agreed to come down and accept the storage bracelet.
Shen Long took out a magic disk with flashing light and entered a magic formula. Li Tianxue's voice sounded: "Junior Brother Shen, several of my classmates and I are going to Fangshi to do something. Do you want to go with us?"
"Okay! When will we set off, Senior Sister Lin."
Shen Long said politely.
He needs to make friends with his peers and expand his social circle.
"If nothing happens, come to Qingdie Valley now! Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Sister Lin are both here."
Li Tianxue said.
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
Shen Long agreed, put away the Dharma plate, and told Sun Lin: "Master Nephew Sun, I have to go out, and I will leave Jinpeng Peak to you."
"Yes, Master Shen."
Sun Lin agreed wholeheartedly.
Shen Long gave some instructions, stamped his right foot on the ground, and turned into a ray of light and walked away through the air.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, he appeared outside a giant valley, which was filled with a large amount of white mist. Outside the valley stood a green stone tablet more than a hundred feet high, with the three characters "Blue Butterfly Valley" written on it with flying dragons and phoenixes.
Just as Shen Long was about to send out the transmission notes, Li Tianxue's voice rang out: "Junior Brother Shen, come in and talk!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white mist rolled and surged, revealing a passage, and Shen Long strode in.
There is a vast manor in the valley. The three characters "Blue Butterfly Garden" are written on the plaque. The door is open and colorful spiritual butterflies fly out.
"Uncle Shen, please come with me."
After saying this, the colorful butterfly flew into the Blue Butterfly Garden, and Shen Long followed.
There are a large number of exotic flowers and plants planted in the garden, the air is filled with a faint floral fragrance, and a large number of spiritual butterflies can be seen.
Shen Long followed the colorful spirit butterflies to a quiet small courtyard with green tiles, where Li Tianxue and two god-transformation monks were sitting in a stone pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
"This must be Junior Brother Shen! My name is Zhao Tianhu."
A tall man in a golden shirt introduced himself with a loud voice.
"My concubine, Lin Yan, has long heard Junior Sister Li mention Junior Brother Shen, and today I finally met him in person."
A plump woman in a purple skirt said with a smile and a sweet voice.
"My younger brother Shen Long, pay my respects to Senior Brother Zhao and Senior Sister Lin."
Shen Long didn't dare to wear a hat and introduced himself.
"Junior Brother Shen, there is no need to see outsiders. We are all our own people. By the way, have you passed the alchemy test?"
Li Tianxue asked.
"I passed the assessment. I am now a fifth-level alchemist certified by my sect. I have accepted a task to refine some Xuezhi Pills."
Shen Long said with a smile.
Li Tianxue nodded and said: "That's good. We plan to go to Jinchanfang City to buy some resources for cultivating immortals. Since you haven't been there yet, we will contact you."
"Is Jinchanfang City far from here?"
Shen Long asked curiously.
"It takes half a year to go back and forth! It's a bit far. It's a market opened by the Li family."
Li Tianxue explained.
Qianlingmen, Jiuyan Sect and Li family are allies. The territories of the three forces are not adjacent to each other, and hostile forces are sandwiched in between.
"I just happen to be planning to buy some alchemy materials and take a look at the market."
Shen Long said with a smile.
"Without further ado, let's get going!"
Li Tianxue said as she walked on the back of Colorful Spirit Butterfly, followed closely by Zhao Tianhu and three others.
The colorful butterfly flapped its wings lightly, flew high into the sky, and left the Thousand Spirits Gate.
(End of chapter)
