From the fake emperor to the concubine

“Not just you.

I’m afraid that the few of us, along with the entire Song Mansion, won’t last more than two or three breaths.

Poisoning is really unnecessary for you, senior."

"To put it bluntly, Third Young Master, your life is probably not as valuable as this mouthful of poisonous soup."

"What the three guests said makes sense. Don't say such things again in the future."

Song Xian's face was filled with black lines on his face, and he poured the elixir in the jade bottle into his palm.

"It is indeed the Soul-Enriching Pill!"

The three guests at the side exclaimed, "And this is not just an ordinary elixir, it is a top-grade elixir! This is probably not only suitable for the middle stage of Qi Refining, but can also be used as an auxiliary elixir for cultivation in the late stage of Qi Refining."

"Using this pill as a repair item for spiritual roots, among the lower-grade spiritual roots, I'm afraid it's only one step away from becoming a middle-grade spiritual root."

"This person is definitely not an ordinary independent cultivator. The Third Young Master is really lucky this time."

Everyone said with complicated looks.

"is it?"

After being praised by the three guests, Song Xian felt particularly happy.

"Do you want to arrange for a few women to go over there?"

Song Xian suddenly thought of something, "The night is long, and as a young man, I can't sleep if I don't have a beautiful woman by my side.

Although this senior is a little more handsome than me, his manly character should not change. "

Song Xian was discussing with the three guests in front of him.

The three guests nodded frequently.

"You might as well give it a try."

they whispered.

After hearing this, Song Xian became more confident.

……

That night, Song Xian personally came to invite Zheng Yi to dinner, just as a way to welcome Zheng Yi, his senior.

There were three guest officials accompanying him.

During the meal, Zheng Yi had a pleasant conversation with them and occasionally gave them some pointers on his daily practice experiences.

With Zheng Yi's profound knowledge as a powerful Jindan realm expert, it would be easy for him to guide them in the way of Qi training.

"That's it for tonight."

Zheng Yi took the initiative to stand up and said.

The people in front of them didn't dare to raise any objections and hurriedly and respectfully escorted Zheng Yi out the door.

Song Xian waved to the servants behind him.

They followed him gracefully with beautiful eyes and eyebrows.

"This senior is definitely not an ordinary late Qi Refining cultivator. The guidance he gave just now is definitely not something that an ordinary late Qi Refining cultivator can say."

"It is very likely that there is a person in his family who is at the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Even a great cultivator at the Jindan stage."

The more the three guest elders spoke, the more excited Song Xian became.

He felt that he was really lucky this time, and maybe he could even try to break through to the middle stage of Qi Refining. Although the possibility was not high, it was worth a try.

As Zheng Yi was walking, he noticed someone chasing him.

And they were not men, but women. The body fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose revealed their identities.

Zheng Yi turned around.

He looked at the seven beautiful young women who followed him with a look of confusion on his face.

Zheng Yi had a complicated look in his eyes and waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

"Sir, if you drive us away, the Third Master will not let us go."

"Yes, sir, please have mercy on us."

Several women immediately knelt down and kowtowed in a cute and pitiful manner.

Zheng Yi raised his eyebrows and said directly: "In that case, then go in first and help me keep watch for one night.

If your master wants to punish you again, I will go find him."

Zheng Yi's tone was flat.

After saying that, he took the lead and walked into this remote courtyard.

Song Xian, who was standing next to him, naturally also heard these words.

Silent all night.

Zheng Yi did not do anything inappropriate towards these girls.

None of them possessed spiritual roots, so apart from providing a little lifespan, they were of little help to Zheng Yi in other aspects.

But Zheng Yi lacks everything.

The only thing he has is longevity, which is like chicken ribs to him, tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

Early the next morning, Song Xian was waiting respectfully outside Zheng Yi's courtyard.

Several maids walked out of the yard.

Seeing his third master like this, his heart was in turmoil, but he dared not say much.

Song Xian looked at their expressions and could tell at a glance that they were still unmarried women.

Thoughts were running through his mind, and at this moment Zheng Yi appeared in front of him.

“I have no interest in these women.

If one day I find someone with good qualifications in your Song Mansion, I will take the initiative to propose it. "

Zheng Yi said in a calm tone.

"Yes, master."

Song Xian immediately responded, what did Zheng Yi say.

He naturally complied.

"Let me take a good look around Qingshan Town, and then I'll go to the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

I will protect you and won't let anything happen to you, nor will I let you go into danger."

Zheng Yi spoke again, and these words made Song Xian in front of him completely relieved.

When the two men left the Song Mansion, Song Xian did not take a carriage. Instead, like a true guide, he walked in front with his head held high and chest puffed out, introducing the origins of Qingshan Town to Zheng Yi.

"Master, this Qingshan Town has been around for about 150 years since it was founded.

Although this place is close to the edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains, the surrounding environment is not very suitable for large populations to live in, so it has been peaceful for many years.

Many independent cultivators would choose to settle here.

However, due to the absorption of spiritual energy and other reasons, the number of people settling here is decreasing year by year, which is why we have the current situation and why I, your disciple, am living in this foreign land."

Zheng Yi looked around calmly without interrupting Song Xian.

The two men were walking on the street. When the vendors and villagers around them saw Song Xian, they quickly tried to avoid him as if he were the god of plague.

Song Xian glanced away.

They quickly put on ingratiating smiles again.

Song Xian saw all of this and secretly observed Zheng Yi out of the corner of his eye, and found that Zheng Yi did not show any dissatisfaction.

He felt much more at ease.

"The Third Master is here again!"

"Third Master, would you like to try some freshly baked buns?"

Song Xian stopped in front of the bun shop, took a few freshly-baked, fragrant and soft meat and vegetable buns, put them in a small basket, and finally took out a few coins and handed them to the boss.

This scared the bun shop owner to death.

"Just take it if you tell me to!"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Song Xian said fiercely.

The bun shop owner trembled and dared not refuse anymore.

"Master, do you want to fill your stomach first?

Although practitioners can also take fasting pills, it is also good to eat some whole grains occasionally to satisfy the appetite. "

Song Xian smiled at Zheng Yi and seemed very honest.

Zheng Yi took the bun, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The cheap apprentice in front of him was really a real villain, not hiding anything at all, but Zheng Yi couldn't hate him.

"Okay, then I'll accept your tribute."

Zheng Yi responded with a smile.

Song Xian felt a little uneasy.

But thinking of Zheng Yi's unfathomable strength as described by the three guests, even if Zheng Yi only reluctantly acknowledged his status as a disciple.

He also felt that he had made a great profit. After they finished eating the buns, they continued walking forward.

Walked a short distance.

Suddenly, a whimpering sound came from the left side of the street.

Zheng Yi looked over and saw the same old routine - a woman in white selling herself to bury her father.

She was dressed in plain clothes, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, sitting aside.

On the left are the two elders in the family who died in an accident. They are covered with white cloth, revealing their pale bodies underneath.

There was a wooden sign next to it, which read "Selling myself for thirty taels to bury my father."

There were already quite a few people gathered around, and they were talking about it with pity and sympathy, yet seemed helpless.

"Thirty taels, I'm afraid you can buy several maids with this price."

"Even a girl as beautiful as this one can buy two or three."

"Make way, make way, the Third Master is coming!"

A lackey in the crowd shouted loudly.

Song Xian saw this.

He kicked him on the butt and said fiercely, "Why are you so fierce? Do you know what it means to have fun with the people?"

Song Xian frowned and shouted loudly, kicking the lackey aside with a wronged look on his face.

Then Song Xian nodded.

He turned around and squatted down to make way for Zheng Yi.

"Master, please."

Zheng Yi rolled his eyes at him, but did not reject the kindness of this cheap apprentice, so he walked over.

Zheng Yi took a look at the stall selling one's body to bury his father, feeling nothing in his heart, and was about to turn around and leave.

Song Xian on the side chuckled and said, "Master, this girl is quite pretty and has a sweet voice.

Master, you must have a girl to warm your bed. This girl has nothing to do with me, your disciple. I guarantee that she is a virgin. "

Song Xian came close to Zheng Yi and said with a smile.

If Song Xian, his cheap apprentice, wanted to buy the girl himself, Zheng Yi would naturally not interfere, after all, the relationship between them was essentially an employment relationship.

One party pays the money while the other party does the work, and the two parties will be settled when the time comes.

But if it is a "respect" to the master, that is another matter.

"you sure?"

Zheng Yi asked slowly.

Song Xian scratched his head, not quite understanding what Zheng Yi meant, but he continued with what he had just said: "She is just a delicate maid, how could an apprentice compete with you, Master?

It's just thirty taels of silver, Master, do you think the spirit stones you brought are not enough?"

Song Xian asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Then buy it."

Zheng Yi responded casually.

Song Xian immediately waved to the lackey.

The lackey hurried forward, having long forgotten the grievance he had just suffered. For him, being able to follow the Third Master was a blessing he had earned in several lifetimes.

After Song Xian finished his explanation, he quickly left with Zheng Yi.

The lackey behind him walked forward.

He took out thirty taels of silver and handed it to the woman who sold herself to bury her father, saying, "The people in our mansion will follow you and buy a coffin for your parents and bury them properly.

Will not let them go too shabby.

After that, you came to work in our house. You are lucky to have met a noble person as soon as you arrived."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir!"

The young and beautiful girl, dressed in plain mourning clothes, kowtowed continuously, her words full of gratitude.

Song Xian followed Zheng Yi, fearing that Zheng Yi would be dissatisfied.

He quickly explained: "Master, I am actually doing a good deed.

If I don't pay the thirty taels of silver, this girl might kneel until dark and no one would offer this price. After all, this price is indeed higher than the market price.

No one wants to do business at a loss.”

“Who said this is a loss?”

Zheng Yi stopped and a smile appeared on his face.

I don't know when his face had slightly risen, "Bring the woman here later, directly to the back mountain of your Song family, and then everything will be clear. You can also bring your three guests with you.

Maybe they can get some benefit from it.”

Zheng Yi said.

Song Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he wondered if there was something strange about this girl.
But he didn't think much more about it.

Anyway, Zheng Yi is here.

He felt that there was nothing to be afraid of, no demons or monsters.

……

During the day, the two of them toured Qingshan Town.

The location of the brothel and every corner of it were clearly known.

Zheng Yi had his own plan in mind through this trip.

He had gained an in-depth understanding of the topography of Qingshan Town, and even knew a lot about the nearby area bordering the Shiwan Mountains. He was just short of going directly to the edge of the Shiwan Mountains to gain some experience.

After all, it had been a long time since he had fought with monsters, and Zheng Yi felt that his combat experience was a little rusty.

It's getting late.

It was already sunset, and the evening glow dyed the clouds an exceptionally bright red.

Zheng Yi and the other person returned to the Song Mansion.

The lackeys who were sent out earlier had already returned, and the pretty woman in the mansion who sold herself to bury her father had also changed into light clothes, no longer wearing mourning clothes.

It makes the girl look even more beautiful.

Following the instructions of the third master, the people in the mansion took the woman to the back mountain early.

This back mountain is not a barren place. There are mountains, water, woods, attics, bridges, and houses. Although it is not as spiritual and beautiful as the back mountain of Wang’s family in Piaomiao Mountain.

But it also has a unique worldly feel.

At this moment, in the attic.

The four people sitting opposite each other were the three guest officials and Song Xian.

Zheng Yi hadn't arrived yet, and Song Xian muttered, "Tell me, the three of you, what exactly is my master up to?"

The three guests looked at each other in bewilderment, completely clueless.

"Don't you think this woman is a little unusual?"

Zheng Yi's voice suddenly rang in the ears of the three of them.

Song Xian was delighted and was about to change his address when Zheng Yi happened to come here.

"I've met senior!"

The three guests stood up at the same time and saluted respectfully.

"You can start now."

Zheng Yi sat down and said.

The three guests had been to Tiannan Market before, so they naturally understood what Zheng Yi meant.

The faces of the three of them changed, and then they looked at Zheng Yi.

Having made up their minds, they each took out the magic weapons in their hands.

Although it was only a low-grade magic weapon, they felt it should be enough at the moment.

The three of them calmed down a little, their figures flashed slightly, and in the blink of an eye they arrived at the long corridor of the attic and ran towards the direction of the beautiful woman.

The three of them attacked together, swords flashing.

Each move is aimed at the vital points and takes people's lives.

however.

Facing the attack from three people, the beautiful woman was not injured, but dodged flexibly among the heavy sword lights.

"As the senior said, this is a monster!"

One of the guest officials looked gloomy and shouted loudly.

The other two guests, on the other hand, looked excited.

After all, today they have Zheng Yi, a late Qi Refining master, to suppress the situation. The flesh, blood, and bones of this monster in front of them are indeed a great gain for them.

If this evildoer's cultivation level was higher, he might even have a demon pill, which would be the biggest surprise. (End of this chapter)