In the main hall.
"Senior Brother Lin!"
After the two discussed the future of the sect, Murong Yue's chest was about to explode with anger, but she still kept it down, gritting her teeth and showing a smile.
But Lin Changan showed a smile that looked like he was getting a big deal.
"Junior Sister Yue'er, you have taken a huge advantage. You must know that Qi training can be expected, but foundation building is hard to come by. Not only will I hand over the power of the sect to you, but I will also give you a chance to build a foundation in the future."
When he said this, Lin Changan even clicked his tongue and shook his head, as if he was saying how much he had suffered.
However, Murong Yue resisted the urge to hit and gritted her teeth with a forced smile.
"Junior sister, you have to thank your senior brother, otherwise how could you have such an opportunity."
Seeing Murong Yue's thanks, Lin Chang'an smiled and waved his hands like one of his own, "Who made you my junior sister?"
"By the way, remember to hand over the sect's development spirit stones every year in the future. From now on, you and I will use communication notes to communicate with each other, and I will tell you where it is."
The communication talisman, a communication talisman in the world of immortality, has different transmission distances depending on the level of the talisman.
This long-distance talisman is useless, but the monks have long thought of a solution. For example, two people are separated by a hundred thousand miles, but as long as they know the approximate range of each other, they can use spirit ships and spirit boats to take them to the approximate location, and then the monks can use their magic power. Send these transmission notes out.
Use the cheapest thousand-mile and hundred-mile transmission notes to implement long-distance sound transmission. Moreover, the transmission notes carry insights. Spirit ships and spirit boats have this kind of business. Only a few spirit stones are needed to solve the communication problem in the world of immortality.
"Senior Brother Lin, you really know how to do business!"
Murong Yue gritted her teeth and said, after negotiating this business, it would be obvious that she would work for the other party, and the sect's annual resources would be sent to him.
Lin Changan, the leader of the sect, clearly wants to suck blood and has no intention of developing the sect at all.
"Senior Brother Lin, don't you want to develop your sect and become the second Zhou family?"
Murong Yue asked about the doubts that were deep in her heart, but Lin Changan rolled his eyes at her and said mockingly: "Sect, you want to develop, but you don't want to lose strength. Do you still want to take advantage of all the good things in the world?"
and! Lin Changan sighed melancholy, but secretly murmured in his heart that if he didn't have this rare treasure, maybe he would consider staying here and becoming a supreme emperor.
However, Murong Yue didn't know this. In her eyes, it was clear that Lin Changan was a pure and steadfast person who chose the difficult path without hesitation.
I don’t know how many monks in the world pursue the path of immortality, but in the end most of them waste their lives and get nothing.
"Junior sister, do your best. The sect may have some problems right now, but as time goes by and as the second generation of monks grows up, the hatred that once existed between each other gradually disappears. What exists is just a struggle for interests within the sect. .”
"And!" When he said this, Lin Changan narrowed his eyes and looked at Murong Yue.
"With your talent, junior sister, and enjoying the resources of the deputy headmaster, I am afraid that you will be able to reach the threshold of breakthrough in a few years. By then, it is possible that senior brother will not be able to help you with the Foundation Establishment Pill."
Foundation Building Pill! These three words directly silenced Murong Yue. At this time, he raised his head and said in a solemn voice: "Okay, I'm waiting for the Foundation Establishment Pill from your mouth, senior brother."
A girl who once belonged to a martial arts family in the mortal world came to this country of cultivating immortals. Everything she saw was here, and naturally her horizons were only so wide.
But Lin Changan was quite appreciative. At least this girl was not carried away or blind.
Qingzhu Mountain is thousands of miles away and has many forces, including several foundation-level forces. It may be a big force for ordinary monks, but for the world of immortal cultivation, it is a place of spiritual poverty.
Therefore, the people above do not bother to occupy these places, they just want to extract some oil and water.
Half a year later, Qingzhu Shanfang City has gradually returned to its former peace. The overlord here is still the Zhou Family of the Beast Controller. What has changed a little is the Dajian Sect, or it should be the Sword Sect.
In the West District of Fang City, monks were patrolling the streets one by one, wearing uniform uniforms, with the word "Jian Men" tattooed on their chests to mark their sects.
The Great Sword Sect is already a thing of the past. What is now is the Sword Sect, a sect that has been reborn and upright.
In an ordinary house.
"Dad, look quickly."
The seven or eight-year-old boy is a little more precocious than his peers. Although his face is strong and strong at this time, the excitement between his eyebrows cannot be concealed at all.
At this time, the spiritual stone in the little boy's hand was emitting a faint light, and his father smiled when he saw this scene.
"Okay, yes, the bone-tempering soup you drank in the past six months has not been in vain. You will definitely become a strong person in the later stage of Qi training in the future."
The little boy immediately grinned after hearing this, "Father, I won't let you down."
"You brat, don't be arrogant and complacent. You have just realized spiritual energy and are still far from practicing it. Now you should lay down your foundation. When you reach the first level of spiritual practice, I will use your grandfather's magical weapon. pass it to you."
When he said this, the father's eyes showed a touch of sadness, and he turned to look at the cyan dagger on the wall that was full of gaps and almost scrapped.
And the child also saw this magic weapon, and couldn't help showing a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and murmured: "Grandpa, I still don't understand what you said that day, but I will understand it in the future."
His father, as if his eyes were blinded by the wind, gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and cursed with a smile: "You stinky boy."
However, when he looked at the broken magic weapon hanging on the wall again, a smile appeared on his face.
"Father, this brat is better than me."
During the chaos in the market half a year ago, his father came back from a trip covered in blood. However, when he saw his son and grandson, he smiled and clutched a storage bag tightly in his hand. , murmured: "The bet is won! My grandson's future will be easy."
In a small shop in Fang City, a girl wielded a long sword with determination. Her mother wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the drawn stack of talismans with a smile on her face.
"Qing'er, let's take a rest."
"No!" The little girl's face was full of determination. As she smoothed the hair from her forehead, a scar was revealed on her face. At this time, her eyes showed a determined look.
"I want to join the Sword Sect, and I want to avenge my father!"
Listening to the little girl's determined expression, the woman showed a distressed and gratified smile, "Qing'er, practice hard. Only when you are strong in this world can you avoid all tragedies."
In the turmoil half a year ago, the woman's husband was killed. The mother and daughter witnessed everything with their own eyes, and the scars on the little girl's face were left from that time.
Hatred and love are constantly happening in this world. To the mother and daughter, the murderous old man is a hated enemy, but to his grandson, he is a relative who sacrificed his life for him.
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"Brother Lin, I admire the changes your sect has made in the past six months."
In the Zhou family hall, the head of the Zhou family gave a thumbs up with admiration on his face. He really admired the young Lin Changan, not only for his strength, but also for his wrist.
"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Zhou."
Lin Changan waved his hands modestly and smiled, but the head of the Zhou family shook his head and said: "No, I am telling the truth."
"Who doesn't know what the Great Sword Sect was in the past? And Brother Lin, you are brave enough to abandon these properties and directly change the sect's appearance. The current Sword Sect can indeed be called a sect."
Over the past six months or so, Jianmen has completely transformed. In the past, as long as it could earn spiritual stones, it would get involved in any industry. The benefits were indeed great, but it also had to compete with all the major forces.
But now, he has completely given up on those miscellaneous industries, and now he is working hard on the three main things of the spiritual field, the leasing of shops and houses in the city, and the security of the patrol house.
As for elixirs, talismans and the like, although they still exist, they do not conflict with other forces like before.
The Western District now controlled by Jianmen has become the most stable area in Fang City because its interests do not conflict with other forces and it maintains close relations with the Zhou family.
Many small shops and monks have chosen to live in the West District. After all, there are less involvements and fewer fights.
Facing the praise from the Zhou family, Lin Changan smiled and shook his head, "I don't know how the Dajian Sect did it before, but now that I have to do it, I must have a clear conscience."
Have a clear conscience? The Zhou family leader's face was full of smiles, but his heart was full of contempt. When you resold these messy properties, you were never soft-hearted.
It is clear that he does not want to get involved, and wants to steadily absorb the sect's blood to supply his own cultivation, and he says so in such a high-sounding way.
"Haha, Brother Lin is a character."
"Xiuyun, come and pour wine for Lin Chang'an." Suddenly the head of the Zhou family said with a smile, and a gentle girl stood up and poured wine for Lin Changan respectfully.
Lin Changan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes after seeing this scene, but the head of the Zhou family smiled and joked: "Fellow Daoist Lin, this is my daughter. Although she is still young, her talent is still good."
"Well, my talent is much better than before." Lin Chang'an replied with a smile, while Zhou Xiuyun, who filled the glass with wine, bowed his head respectfully and said modestly: "How dare you compare with Brother Lin."
Old fox, you just want me to call you daddy, but you want to swallow my sect. You are really a tiger that eats people without spitting out bones.
"A spiritual ship will happen to be passing by in half a month. From now on, we need to take care of the affairs of Jianmen from the Zhou family."
Lin Changan said with a smile on his face. He clearly rejected this woman. It wasn't that he didn't want to, it was just that the deal was not worth it.
Although the head of the Zhou family was a little disappointed, he still nodded with a smile on his face and said: "Brother Lin, don't worry."
Today's Jianmen forces do not pose much of a threat, and they have a good relationship with the Zhou family. Of course, Jianmen has also given up a lot of benefits, otherwise how could such a good thing happen.
Although he was a little disappointed that he did not swallow Jianmen, he also did not want to offend Lin Changan. After all, a Jianmen without threats is an existence that everyone is satisfied with.
Lin Changan is outside. If he is really lucky and prosperous, he will naturally look down on this spiritual barren land. If he comes back without accomplishing anything, how much of a threat will a sect that has been sucked by blood all year round pose?
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West District Patrol Office.
"Headmaster Lin!"
After seeing what Li Han and Qi Feng called him below, Lin Changan couldn't help but waved his hands and smiled, "Okay, I won't say much else. I will be leaving in half a month. Everything about the sect is temporarily closed." Hosted by Junior Sister Murong."
Although they had expected it, after hearing Lin Changan say it personally, Li Han and Qi Feng still felt a little disappointed in their eyes, but they were more discouraged.
Who makes them fail to live up to their expectations? With their current cultivation level, they simply cannot control this huge sect.
"Junior sister Murong may have good cultivation, but is she really capable?"
Qi Feng still asked this question hesitantly. After all, the only foundation-building monk in the sect was about to leave. They were far apart, and other forces might not be greedy for the fat.
Murong Yue's cultivation level is good, she has practiced the ninth level of Qi, and her skills are also good, but compared to other forces, she is still a little behind.
Looking at the two of them, Lin Changan couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile.
"It is precisely because of this that I resold all the miscellaneous properties of the sect. After putting aside the copper mine, didn't you find that our properties now are similar to those of the Liu family. It can only be said that we are the monks of the sect. More."
This sentence made Qi Feng suddenly realize that he was still accustomed to looking at the sect with the same eyes as before. The current sect's strength was greatly damaged and it was no longer what it used to be.
Especially in terms of various industries, they are slightly higher than ordinary Qi-training families, but not as powerful as the foundation-building forces.
"As for the copper mine, I have promised to give up most of the benefits to the Holy Envoy."
At this time, Lin Changan's face was full of smiles, "It seems that we hardly got much, but we were able to use the Holy Envoy to get Monk Kong's tiger skin. Do you think other foundation-building forces will take risks and keep an eye on us?"
"All the benefits have been given away. Now we are just living our lives behind closed doors. At least in the next ten years, the sect will not change much."
As Lin Changan slowly talked about the current situation of the sect, the footsteps of the three brothers Zhang Qing and Li suddenly came from outside the door.
"Meet the Headmaster."
Lin Changan looked at the crowd with emotion. Once they were chatting, drinking tea and listening to music in this patrol house, but in the blink of an eye their status had changed drastically.
"In compliance with the order of the headmaster, many people in the sect have begun intermarriage."
The leader, Zhang Qing, had a smile on his face. He first saluted respectfully and then talked to Lin Changan about recent events.
"My brat is about the same age and has already married into Junior Brother Qi Feng's family. The differences within the sect will gradually disappear."
In order to harmonize the forces of both parties, the easiest way is to marry the offspring, and Lin Changan was even more surprised when he heard this.
Qi Feng smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head, "Headmaster Lin, my girl will be able to get married in a few years."
At this moment, Lin Changan's eyes were in a trance, and he recalled in his mind the situation when he first entered the sect. Most of them got married here, especially Qi Feng, whose efforts over the years were not in vain. He was the first person to give birth to children.
"We have followed your wishes, Headmaster Lin, and allowed the children raised in the back of the sect to return to their parents. However, we still established a sword hall within the sect so that the descendants of the sect can practice together."
Children within the sect, especially those from outsiders like them, will be raised and cared for by the sect after they reach a certain age.
Under the care of the sect, these children have already established their loyalty to the sect. At this time, Changan Lin allowed these children to go back, which can be regarded as easing the rift between the two parties.
With subsequent marriages and future children growing up and practicing together, the rift between them in this generation will no longer exist in the next generation.
After all, the Jianmen today is very different from before. Although the overall strength is a bit weaker, it has completed a qualitative change.
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