Cultivate Immortals and Eternal Life Starting from a Fisherman

Chapter 186 My rules are the rules! (Two in one for subscription)
The fat Taoist's surname is Jin, although he was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator who came to Jin Ziyu during this period.

But it didn't come from Nanhuang, but from the north of Xianmen.

Jin Taoist comes from a family of cultivation in the north, and he himself has a position in Xianmen.

The ancestor is the true disciple of Xianmen.

And the old ancestor who spread branches and leaves is still alive, but like many big brothers, he is trapped in the main peak and has no skills.

For their children and grandchildren who are not the main line of the direct line, they can only choose to be stocked.

The Golden Daoist lineage received a warning from the ancestors not long after the evil tide started to erupt.

Their patriarch was also decisive, after consulting the main line for some details.

The head of the family directly gave up the base camp that had been in business for many years. After counting the family wealth, the whole family was divided into three parts.

The Golden Taoist branch was originally going to Muziyu.

It turned out that the year was not good, they just settled down there and prepared to farm for a while to see the changes in the world.

But he didn't expect that the biggest change during this period of time happened at the door of the house.

The evil gods descended on the Muzi domain, and the evil spirits exploded. It has become a place where it is difficult to survive even if a foundation is established.

The Golden Taoist had no choice but to take his clansmen on another long journey, first going to the overseas islands to escape the impact of the snow disaster.

Then I learned that Qi Xinzong designed to capture Tianjiao of Demon Dao alive, and the whole sect moved here, which seems to have stabilized the situation for a long time.

The Jin Taoist couldn't help but feel moved.

As a foundation builder, he still can't get used to overseas where there is no spiritual vein.

He only brought some old people who had achieved success in Qi training, and ran to the vicinity of Yunshan Mountain to see if there were any opportunities for development.

As a result, the desired independent spirit vein or square city as the place of family inheritance has not been found.

On the contrary, after participating in several auctions and visiting a few large square markets, half of the spirit stones they brought were gone.

Hearing the sound of flying in the air and shouting from behind, Jin Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, and more than a dozen golden talisman rays of light emerged from the inside of the robe on his body.

Several magic tools also quietly floated up.

At the same time, the crane and Jin Zhenren connected with each other and slowly slowed down.

"It turned out to be Master Baihe, what's the good of calling me?"

After Jin Zhenren turned around and saw the person clearly, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

Be wary a little bit.

When attending the meeting in Biluo Xianzhou, those well-behaved maids helped to introduce.

Let Jin Zhenren know that the person in front of him is a rather inspirational Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator.

Of course, the vigilance will not be completely relaxed.

Every Foundation Establishment has its own little secret. Who knows what the opponent's hole card is?

Jin Taoist chose to greet him with a smile.

"Thank you Jin Zhenren for stopping by!"

Su Ping also slowed down after catching up with the opponent, and hugged his hands to salute.

"Fellow Daoist, I have a business that I want to discuss with you in secret."

"Business?"

"Hehehe, maybe you have an idea about a certain ruin?"

Jin Zhenren shook his head slightly:
"I'm guessing, did you get a clue from a certain ruin, and think that as long as you have a few more foundation-building comrades, you can be sure?"

Su Ping heard the other party's laughter, and replied with a faint smile:
"Daoist is too worried."

"Although I only built the foundation not long ago, I also know those ruins. The secret realms are deeper than each."

"Those muddy waters are reserved for the disciples of the sect, but I have no interest in it."

"Oh?"

After hearing the understatement of the Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator in front of him, he was really not interested in those secret realm relics.

Jin Zhenren couldn't help but carefully looked at Su Ping a few times, feeling a little pity in his heart.

"What kind of deal is it, let's hear it."

After all, it was a foundation building, and it wasn't the kind of risky thing he thought. Jin Zhenren asked seriously after he was ready.

Su Ping truthfully told the real Jin what he needed.

On the contrary, this real Jin's expression became strange.

Master Jin did not expect that this Master Bai He came to him because he learned that he was from a large northern family with a profound family history.

Especially heretics, and because the North has often dealt with those sects, many of them have been included.

Then the request he mentioned was to be able to transcribe his family library.

In addition, he knew that Jin Zhenren was good at making wine.

Coincidentally, he has a batch of good-looking Lingmi that can be sold to Jin Zhenren.

The crane under the seat of Daoist Jin suddenly screamed.

Upon hearing this cry, Jin Zhenren patted the crane's chubby head lightly, and said slowly:

"Copying a collection of books that are not secret arts is a trivial matter."

"High-quality Lingmi... Don't be kidding me, Master Baihe."

"These days, good Lingmi is all in the hands of..."

When Master Jin said this, he saw Master Baihe took out a storage bag and threw it lightly in the air.

Jin Zhenren photographed it, and couldn't help but let out a gasp when his spiritual sense probed it.

Lingmi in storage bags is a very common variety.

The high quality made Jin Zhenren a little shocked.

He had never seen such a plump and vibrant Lingmi.

Judging from his century-old experience in brewing wine, the spirit wine brewed from these spirit rice may not be very effective for cultivation because of its low grade.

But who drinks spirit wine only for cultivation!
Taste and drunkenness are more important in the hearts of wine lovers!
"How much of this kind of Lingmi is there?"

"I want it all!"

Jin Zhenren didn't even ask the price, and directly looked at Baihe Daoist with a piercing expression.

Su Ping didn't deliberately whet his appetite either.

These Lingmi are rare in the world of cultivating immortals.

But with his small farming expert, he can mass produce better ones.

It's not that there are no similar spiritual monks in the world of cultivating immortals.

Rather, such spiritual monks often cultivate important spiritual plants in the secret realm of the fairy gate.

But there is no time to cultivate Lingmi for brewing in order to satisfy the appetite of some people.

It is now.

Jin Zhenren didn't guess that Su Ping had found a related spirit body.

Rather, it is inclined that some kind of supernatural power cultivated by this real Baihe may be related to these Lingmi.

There is even some relation to the transcribed collection he mentioned earlier.

After so many years of accumulation in the world of cultivating immortals, there are thousands of magical powers and secret techniques.

No one can guarantee how many magical powers and secret arts with strange needs they know.

Therefore, Jin Zhenren can really provide what he needs after seeing the other party.

So it was wise not to ask the real Bai He the purpose behind the request.

Jin Zhenren took Su Ping straight to the beach.

There, Su Ping saw a fleet of twelve large ships.

The ships of the fleet are also separated by a large distance from each other.

Those on this fleet are the clansmen of Jin Zhenren.

As for why they are unwilling to dock or simply occupy a small island.

Jin Zhenren also generously informed Su Ping.

He felt that the islands in the overseas archipelago... were not safe either!
On the contrary, this vast sea with flowing water is safer, and once evil spirits appear, you can calmly choose whether to rescue them or run away.

"Most evil spirits like to stay in one place."

"If it breaks out on a ship, it may indeed only affect a large ship, and it will be difficult to do evil as the ship sinks on the bottom of the sea."

Su Ping nodded slightly, holding Jin Zhenren's field.

Jin Zhenren smiled and flew into a large boat.

He began to eagerly introduce Su Ping to the tribe.

In particular, several of his granddaughters were introduced.

These granddaughters don't look like the chubby Jin Zhenren, most of them have delicate features and graceful figures.

One person is still a rare high-grade spiritual root.

According to Jin Zhenren's complacent tone, the timing is wrong, otherwise this granddaughter would have been recommended to the main line by them.

Then after some operations, with their Jin family's status in Xianmen, there is no small chance of directly becoming inner disciples.

An hour later.

After completing the transaction, Su Ping left.

Watching Su Ping leave.

A black shadow appeared around Daoist Jin.

"Old Hei, what do you think of this real Baihe, I heard that he is still a casual cultivator of Foundation Establishment!"

"Hey, casual cultivator?"

Black Shadow smiled lightly and said:
"The casual monks are so calm after realizing my existence?"

"This guy must be sure to escape under the joint attack of you and me, and he may not even fight back."

After Black Shadow recalled the temptation to the real Baihe, he said with some fear:

"Don't dare to say anything else, his spiritual consciousness is unfathomable!"

"How can such a monk be a casual cultivator!"

"Fortunately, the other party should not be hostile to us."

"And there is a high probability that there is a magical secret technique for cultivating Lingmi."

"I should be looking for you this time because of your brewing skills!"

"Perhaps we can cooperate more in the future. If the upper level really collapses one day, there will be another comrade who can hold together to keep warm."

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Su Ping returned alone, and went to several places along the way.

Even if he revealed his financial resources, he didn't find anyone following him along the way.

Su Ping felt a little bit moved to build a foundation, and there were fewer greedy people to meet.

It also made him less chance to sit on the sidelines.

With the array in hand, Su Ping already has the confidence to solve the one or two robbery repairs in the same realm without anyone noticing!

Jiuyeshanfang City.

Su Ping met with monks from all over the country recruited during this period.

There are twelve alchemists, eleven talisman masters and five weapon refiners.

As for the formation master, no one would come to such a small place as Jiuyeshan Fang City.

Even alchemists and the others are mostly of the first-order inferior grade.

It's not that Su Ping didn't give enough Lingshi treatment.

It's that the quality of the spirit pulse in Jiuyeshanfang City is too low.

Cultivators with higher skills also hope to deepen their practice and thus prolong their lifespan.

But Su Ping is also very satisfied to receive these talents.

A large amount of materials were directly taken out, and they were fully operated in their respective workshops.

At the same time, Su Ping also allocated Lingshi to hold a training class on spiritual skills, hoping to find some talented people from the casual cultivators who fled.

It's just that this is a long-term plan, and there will be no results in a short time.

Then, I participated in the Biluo Xianzhou banquet for a few days.

Su Ping found that his hometown Jiuyeshan Fang City suddenly had many strange monks who came to supply supplies one after another.

After inquiring, they found out that the ancient ruins near the original Jinmu City were taken by several small sects from the Southern Wilderness.

After getting the map and formation-breaking talisman provided by Qi Xinzong.

These small sect monks ran over together.

Jiuye Mountain Square City, as the nearest one, was taken for granted by those monks as a resting place.

Therefore, at the beginning, there were many disputes.

Fortunately, the owner of Fangshi is Jiji.

That is to say, when bargaining, the two sides couldn't hold back the punches and kicks, and then they were hit by the law enforcement team with [-] boards each.

Just, this morning.

The dispute suddenly escalated.

And it still happened in the mortal settlement at the foot of the mountain!
A Nanhuang cultivator took a fancy to the child of a certain rich family at the foot of the mountain, and tried to rob him if he failed to buy it.

He even shot and injured a few casual cultivators who were in charge.

Naturally, Su Ping would not be used to this.

Before waiting for Dongfang steward to rush to report the matter.

Su Ping, who had not been back from the Cave in the Pot for a long time, realized the initial situation after noticing the abnormal spiritual sense with the help of the formation.

Su Ping flew out of the main building directly.

In an instant, he appeared behind the Nanhuang cultivator who robbed mortals.

After reaching out and grabbing the opponent's stinky face with an arrogant face.

In front of the Nanhuang cultivator and Li Li restless people who were watching the show, he smashed the cultivator directly on the ground, and smashed the ground directly into a big hole!
At the same time, the consciousness exploded, suppressing the audience!
"Master!"

A casual cultivator who recognized Su Ping was ecstatically surprised.

After being surprised for four weeks, the angry Nanhuang monks changed slightly.

They have also heard of Bai He's reputation.

Although he said he looked down on the other party's background as a loose cultivator, but he really faced it...Which one of them who practiced Qi would dare to be disrespectful to Foundation Establishment?
"Fellow!"

Suddenly, two white lights fell from the sky.

It was the leader of these Southern Wilderness cultivators, and the two early stage foundation cultivators noticed the change and flew over quickly.

One of them was wearing a white robe and had a handsome face.

With a sword eyebrow and star eyes, carrying three long swords, it seems to be a sword cultivator.

The sword cultivator's fighting skills are generally stronger than ordinary foundation building, so this sword cultivator looked at Su Ping with a hint of contempt.

"Fellow Daoist has gone too far."

Baipao Jianji saw the disciples in the big pit at Su Ping's feet.

That disciple didn't just hit the ground on his face, his bones were shattered.

The cultivation base that should have been in the late stage of Qi refining is also useless.

But in the current environment, it is impossible for these small sects to provide resources for a useless person to give him a chance to start again.

"Excessive?"

"Here is my Fangshi."

Su Ping looked around at the houses that collapsed because of the Nanhuang cultivators and those mortals:
"They are the people I promised to protect."

"You don't follow my rules, and you think my punishment is too much?"

"you!"

Hearing Su Ping's question, Sword Immortal Zhuji blushed slightly, and the three magic swords on his back made a crisp sound.

Baipao Jianji also snorted coldly:
"Master Baihe, you have succeeded in building a foundation by chance, and you have forgotten yourself after you have your own house?"

"Don't think that Xiao Mu, who has climbed up to Qi Xinzong, can sleep peacefully."

"I waited under the orders of Elder Biluo..."

"Brother, why bother to talk too much! Let me teach this casual cultivator a lesson. He clearly looked down on me and other sect cultivators, and let him know what is beyond the sky!"

Jian Xiu took a step forward and said loudly on purpose.

The white-robed Zhuji sighed, took a step back and said:

"Junior brother, be careful, don't kill anyone, after all, it's an old acquaintance of Master Xiaomu..."

Su Ping looked at the two people's oboe like an idiot.

Wait until the three magic swords on Jianxiu's back fly out together.

Su Ping has already used the Jiuyeshanfang City formation.

In an instant!
Clouds and mist appeared out of nowhere, obscuring vision.

Then, after a few breaths, there was a thunderous cry: Get lost!
Under the loud noise, the clouds and mist rolled into the sky.

More than 20 Southern Wilderness cultivators, including two Foundation Establishments, were all swept up by the clouds and thrown far away!

"what!"

These monks fell heavily to the ground, and when the clouds and mists came, their body-protecting auras or talismans were all broken.

This fall added a lot of injuries.

Even those two Foundation Establishment were quite embarrassed, their expressions were terribly gloomy.

"The real Baihe is actually a formation master!"

"No wonder you are so arrogant, Junior Brother...are you alright?"

After Baipao Jianji swallowed a pill to heal his wounds, he looked at Jianxiu.

At this moment, his junior sword cultivator had his own dharma sword stuck in his chest, left shoulder and right leg.

One can tell at a glance that it was done by Master Bai He after he activated the formation.

The injury is not necessarily serious, but the insult is extremely strong.

"It's okay!"

The sword repairer gritted his teeth and endured the pain and moved his magic sword.

"Brother... We are so miserable this time, do we have completed the task?"

"..."

The white-robed Foundation Establishment hesitated when he heard the words, and said:
"Of course it's mission accomplished!"

"It's just that, originally, the teacher asked us to have a conflict with the other party. It is best to record the evidence of the other party's action, and then use thunderous means to surprise the established facts, so as to take over the Jiuyeshanfang City logically."

"In this way, even if Qi Xinzong knew that there was an inside story, he would not investigate it for a casual cultivator. I will solve the matter by throwing out one or two scapegoats."

"But now..."

"It's an accident that Bai He is a formation master, and it's a surprise that the formation in Jiuyeshanfang City is so powerful!"

"I'm afraid, I still need to stage a bitter plan and go to Jiuyeshanfang City on the grounds of apologizing."

"Do you want to go in again?"

Jian Xiuzhuji's expression changed, and he recalled the painful memory of being involuntarily like a fish under the cloud and mist.

"Junior brother, don't worry, this time the master's sect will definitely come out together, and will bring the master's background."

"As long as there is a sudden explosion in the formation, what can the scattered foundation building do against it?"

The theory of building a foundation in a white robe comes back to life.

In fact, I no longer believe that the real Baihe in Jiuyeshanfang City is a casual cultivator.

It's just that the arrow has to be sent on the string.

These small Southern Wilderness sects had no choice but to take over the ruins and open up wasteland.

For this reason, it is also reasonable to seize one or two low-level square cities in this area as the way to inherit the sect.

At the same time, this should also be a matter of tacit approval by the big sect.

That Master Bai He has some background, after all, he is alone!
Baipao Zhuji believes that as long as the elders of the master sect personally take action, everything will be fine!

at the same time.

Su Ping crossed his legs in the sky and rode the clouds and fog at the same time.

Although his eyes were closed, he actually heard the whispers of those Southern Wilderness cultivators through the formation.

Su Ping was not surprised by this either.

These guys are making trouble suddenly, obviously it's either rape or robbery!

It's just that I didn't expect that after these small sects also came, my small property would be missed by these guys!

(End of this chapter)