"The first priority now is to resolve the injuries on the body."
Lu Zhong planned to go to Xiaotang Valley to resolve the matter, but according to the information obtained by the incarnation, there seemed to be some twists and turns in trying to heal his wounds in Xiaotang Valley.
What the specific situation is, we have to go there to know.
After writing down the map sent back by his incarnation, and confirming the location of Xiaotang Valley from it, he immediately turned into a rainbow light and left Linjiangfang City, where he had lived for a long time.
Passing from high in the sky, a prosperous fairyland appeared before his eyes.
At this moment, Lu Zhong was thinking about his next step.
Should he continue to be a casual cultivator and gather resources bit by bit?
Or join the sect, family, or even the Tu Palace and become a ruling monk.
There are advantages and disadvantages to worshiping the first two, and Lu Zhong already knows this very well.
The key lies in the ruling monks. This is a special group of monks that developed based on the country of cultivating immortals. It is very different from the monks who rule a place in the traditional sense.
Compared with ordinary monks, the ways in which ruling monks obtain resources are relatively special.
They need to make political achievements in order to obtain resources.
Whether it is to govern the local area, run an industry, or defend against foreign enemies.
Everything depends on political performance.
Otherwise, there will be only a meager salary.
In other words, it can be seen as a profession with a very high upper limit and a very low lower limit for development.
According to Lu Zhong's opinion, if you want to ascend to immortality in the Linghuan world, you must rely on the power of a big force. After all, there are enough resources to cultivate to the stage of transcending tribulation. If one party takes more, the other party will take less, and conflicts will inevitably arise. In a conflict, it will be a huge advantage if you can rely on power.
If you choose to be a casual cultivator, you obviously won't be able to enjoy this benefit.
You can only rely on yourself for everything.
"I can only say that freedom has good and bad qualities."
Lu Zhong thought silently.
Considering that there are still several major realms between the Divine Transformation Stage and the Tribulation Stage, he does not need to make a decision in a hurry. He only needs to decide on the future direction before advancing to the Integration Stage.
Be it casual cultivators, sects, families, or ruling cultivators.
Or is it a combination of multiple forces?
Plenty of time to think.
After flying for half a month, after seeing a steaming valley vaguely appearing in the distance, Lu Zhong suddenly changed direction, like a solid lead sinking, and landed in front of a small nunnery surrounded by peach blossoms below.
When you look up, you can see a small plaque with three big characters of "龙飞峰五" written on it.
Peach Blossom Temple!
Although this Peach Blossom Temple is small and even looks extremely shabby, there are quite a few monks coming in and out.
Not to mention the cultivators who travel around the world.
Even the Void Refining cultivator, who is rarely seen on weekdays and does not see the dragon, appears here frequently.
Without exception, everyone was injured.
Or, he is suffering from a strange disease.
Lu Zhong noticed that the injuries or strange diseases on these monks were quite strange. They did not look like injuries caused by immortal cultivators, but looked like the actions of evil apostles raging in the wilderness.
Or the wound is festering and bugs are constantly bursting out;
Or it is wrapped in strange rags. No matter how the patient tears it, burns it with spiritual fire, or even tears off the belt and flesh together, it will not be able to tear out all the rags in the body. On the contrary, it will make the rags wrap tighter.
A series of strange illnesses were beyond Lu Zhong’s imagination.
Compared with these people, his seemingly serious physical erosion actually seemed ordinary.
Just when Lu Zhong stopped, more than a dozen monks turned into escaping light and disappeared into Taohua Temple. Gradually, noises began to be heard in the nunnery. When he heard the noise, he stopped stopping and walked in.
Inside Peach Blossom Temple, there is a mustard space.
This space is a hundred feet long and wide, and has already been arranged into a hall. There are nearly a thousand monks waiting inside. It can be seen from their clothes that they all come from different places. At this moment, they are gathered together in twos and threes, chatting about the wind. The recent interesting things in Yuanjie are sitting alone on the futon, suppressing the serious injuries in the body.
However, no matter what these monks were doing, they would glance towards the end of the hall every once in a while.
Lu Zhong also looked at it and found that at the end of the hall was a high platform with dots of silver light on it, as if the Milky Way was flowing. There was a long table like a seal in the middle, and in front of the long table was an old man in green robe with a round face. At this moment He sat there with his eyes closed, tapping his knuckles on the table from time to time, as if waiting for something.
He sensed a very strong aura on the old man's body.
"Refining the void, or combining the body?"
Suddenly, not long after he came in, a middle-aged man wearing a khaki bright robe, with blood burning on his body, stepped forward. This man first bowed respectfully to the old man in green robe, and then the two of them did not know what they had accomplished. After the middle-aged man presented a glass token and a storage ring, he actually got a token with the word "Soup" on it.
Such a scene fell into the eyes of many monks.
"I'm so envious. As long as you make contributions to the Tu Palace, you will not only be rewarded with a large number of resources, but also redeem the qualifications for bathing." The monk who knew about it said with a complicated face at this moment.
These words seemed to speak to everyone's hearts.
After hearing this, many people even showed emotions.
But a small number of people in the hall, including Lu Zhong, had a different expression at this moment.
What this person said was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough to be heard by people nearby. But what kind of avatar would accidentally talk to himself in such an environment?
Lu Zhong sensed something was wrong.
If nothing unexpected happens, the person speaking must be a trustee.
The purpose is probably to recruit people for the Tu Palace.
After all, those who come to Xiaotang Valley are at least in the God Transformation Stage, and a few are even in the Void Refining Stage, all of which can be regarded as high-end combat power. Moreover, most of the monks who came here were injured, and some even regarded Xiaotang Gu as the last straw.
It is not difficult to imagine that if at a desperate moment, the Tu Palace offered a helping hand,
What choices will these people make?
"This is really a wonderful move."
Out of fear, Tuwanggong and Xiaotanggu teamed up to limit the number of monks taking baths.
This is very possible, but Lu Zhong thinks it shouldn't be excessive.
After all, high-level monks are basically not fools.
If Tu Palace really does these little tricks, not only will it fail to win people's hearts, but it will actually make people hate it.
"This group of people is almost together."
The old man in green robe opened his eyes at this moment, and saw that he turned out a jade book, and said to the crowd of monks below: "Please come forward one by one to register and choose the location where you want to soak. The rules are still the same as before. If there are new Taoist friends who don’t understand the rules, they don’t have to worry about it. There are pages with detailed rules on the table, so you can take a copy.”
After a cup of tea, the monks came forward one by one.
Lu Zhong, on the other hand, first brought a book page.
It turned out that due to too many monks coming to seek treatment, Yugu's treatment opportunities were already in short supply.
For the sake of fairness, a set of rules gradually developed.
Except for the location reserved for Tuwang Palace, all hot spring bathing places in Xiaotang Valley will be marked on the Xiaotang Valley map one by one, regardless of the therapeutic effect. The thicker the green light on the map, the better the treatment effect. Every time Xiaotang Valley is opened, everyone has a chance to register.
The better the location, the more competitors there are.
vice versa.
If you want to get treatment opportunities, you have to compete for registrants in the same treatment location.
Competition does not rely on force to determine victory or defeat.
Instead, look at the appraised price.
For example, in the early stage of spiritual transformation, a monk who works for the Tu Palace for free for one year can be counted as one point of evaluation value. In the middle stage of spiritual transformation, he can get two points a year, and in the late stage of spiritual transformation, he can get three points a year.
The payment of one million spiritual stones can also be regarded as a little evaluation value.
In addition to this, you can also submit precious elixirs or valuable information.
The above behaviors can also obtain evaluation value.
The outcome of the competition depends on the total points obtained.
The one with the most wins.
The rules are simple and clear.
In Lu Zhong's view, this is clearly an auction, but the rules are slightly special.
To heal his injuries, he decided to take part.
Soon, it was Lu Zhong's turn to register.
He glanced at the map and found that, as the introduction said, all the healing springs in Xiaotang Valley were marked on the map, and they could be divided into three major areas:
The emerald soup valley in the middle has the best effect. It has an excellent therapeutic effect on the injuries of the monks who are refining the void. There are eighteen places; the second is the yellow jade soup valley, which can be used by both the monks who are refining the void and the gods. There are thirty-six places for healing here; the last is the worst Sapphire Tanggu, which is only suitable for monks in the transformation stage, with fifty-four places.
Considering the difficulty of winning the competition and his own situation, he did not look at Jade Yutani and Huang Yu Yutani. You don't need to look at those places to know that there must be a lot of competition among the Void Refining cultivators, and it is basically impossible for the Spirit Transformation cultivators to win. As for picking up leaks, the monks present are all human beings and will never leave any chance to pick up leaks.
Lu Zhong thought very clearly that the goal of his treatment was to suppress the injury.
Anyway, for him, as long as he can suppress the injury, there will be plenty of time for healing, and then he can heal the injury bit by bit with the help of a large amount of healing pills.
In this way, the options will be much wider.
After some consideration, Lu Zhong finally chose an unpopular position.
Qingyu Tanggu, No. 55.
Although it is said to be unpopular, there are actually thirteen monks who have already participated in the competition for this treatment position.
Suddenly, the original "Thirteen" on the map changed to "Fourteen" after the old man in green robe registered it.
Seeing that Lu Zhong had chosen this place, the previously registered contenders for position 55 all cast their gazes in this direction. When they saw that it was a late-stage god-transformation monk, their expressions changed more or less. .
"You look so young, I guess you don't have much experience."
Some people comfort themselves like this.
Some people, as if they had been crushed by the last straw, sighed heavily, then stood up and left directly.
I just don’t know if I will accept Tuwang Palace’s solicitation after I leave.
But more people continued to sit where they were.
They seem to have a lot of confidence in winning the competition.
On Lu Zhong's side, after completing the registration, he found a place to sit down.
While sipping the soup tea produced in Yugu, I waited for the end of the registration. At the same time, I was thinking about how to defeat other competitors competing at the same time at the lowest cost.
Winning the competition is not a problem for him.
But he also has to be careful with his budget, after all, he currently has no stable source of income. Every penny spent on the resources at hand will reduce the corresponding penny for future practice expenses. There is no room for lavish spending.
Time passes minute by minute.
After Lu Zhong, three more people chose position 55.
"The competition is really fierce!" Lu Zhongmo thought.
In comparison, only three to five people registered for the eighteen spots in Jade Tang Valley.
However, anyone with a discerning eye knows that even though there are only a few people competing, the starting price will definitely be quite exaggerated. After all, the location in the Emerald Soup Valley can play a big role in even the injuries of the Void Refining Monk.
After a while, another monk registered for position 55.
So far, a total of eighteen people have registered.
Seeing that the process was coming to an end, Lu Zhong originally thought that the number of people would end here, but at this moment, another monk walked in from the outside, and he was also in the late stage of divine transformation like him. He was wearing a purple robe and a purple jade crown. The dark-faced young man unexpectedly chose the No. 55 position of Qingyu Tanggu.
This dark-faced young man seems to have come from an extraordinary place.
Among the eighteen people competing with Lu Zhong, there were three monks who were in the middle stage of becoming gods. When they saw that they were going to compete with this person, they chose to give up and got up and walked out of the small nunnery. The remaining people looked extremely unhappy. It looks good, but it seems that he no longer has much hope for the next bidding.
"Fellow Daoist Black Daoist, why are you even interested in coming here?"
Someone who was familiar with the black-faced young man took the initiative to say hello.
"Hehe, I got a little injured. I originally planned to spend some time to heal the injury myself, but it happened to be that the soup valley was reopening. I just saved my time and just came to take a dip." The black-faced young man rushed over. After scanning, he saw that the other party was not weak in strength and was worthy of friendship, so he said with a faint smile.
When people nearby heard this, they all looked shocked.
It's really a battle between people. They came to compete for the position of healing, and they were all mentally prepared to sacrifice all their wealth, and even work as coolies for the Tuwang Palace for thousands of years. How could any of them be like this "Black-faced Xuanjun"? Take out a lot of resources at will, just to save time for healing.
When Lu Zhong heard this, he thought, no wonder those people just gave up when they saw this person coming in.
At the same time, I was secretly complaining in my heart.
Why are you so unlucky?
I happened to meet such a ruthless person.
But he will never give up.
After all, the opening cycle of Tang Valley is at least once every five hundred years. With such a high time cost, risks that may be encountered along the way, and many uncertain factors, Lu Zhong would rather pay more to take advantage of this opportunity. Opportunity, shot at No. 55, stabilized the injury.
(End of chapter)
