Shangyuque

Chapter 103: Mom, look, there are a lot of man-eating ghosts in the sky (1.1W, monthly ticket!)

Golden Terrace.

At the beginning, Wang Yulou, who had just arrived at Hewan Fishing Village, just wanted to build a high platform to initially win people's hearts. In the long-term coexistence, he used the difference in height to convey inner and subconscious hints and give his status a symbolic increase in authority.

Later, Lao Cui accidentally became the actual person in charge of the platform. He was also ruthless. After being caught for exaggerating the situation, he immediately turned around and became a grandson, and worked hard on the civil engineering for two months.

In order to change his image in the eyes of fellow Taoist Yulou, Cui Dingyi even spent a lot of money to pave the platform with golden bricks.

The platform is seven zhang high and is based on a stone that is one zhang wide and four feet long. From a distance, it looks like a small hill standing on the flat ground.

"You like height? Who can be taller than you?"

Cui Dingyi, together with his eldest son Cui Yanzong, stood in front of the stone steps under the high platform, looking at the golden brick wall and complaining in his heart.

Opposite the two of them was Zhang Xuewu, but Zhang Xuewu had no Taoist partner, let alone children.

While waiting for Wang Yulou's arrival, the two of them actually stood guard under the platform.

The role of image building was fully revealed at this moment. No image could make his subordinates more impressed than the current Wang Yulou, a domineering but intelligent and powerful son of a noble family.

Being domineering can quickly demonstrate an aggressive presence, while clever words and means can offset the backlash brought about by the aggressiveness itself. Finally, with the pressure of strong strength and background, subordinates will naturally dare not disobey orders.

"Senior Cui, Senior Zhang, let's take our people to the stage now. Senior Wang will be here soon."

Qin Churan trotted to the front of the stage and organized the subsequent ceremony.

"Chu Ran, thank you for your hard work. How can we move the mansion to the stage?"

Lao Cui asked casually.

In fact, he had already inquired with his familiar fellow disciples and learned that the Lingmu Mansion where Wang Yulou currently lived was a special magical weapon, somewhere between a magical weapon and a spiritual weapon.

Under normal circumstances, only senior Qigong practitioners could barely use it. He was looking forward to Wang Yulou making a fool of himself later.

Just because your family elders have high levels of cultivation doesn’t mean you have high levels of cultivation!
"I don't know. Chu Ran still has to arrange a viewing ceremony for the people in the fishing village. I hope Senior Cui will forgive me for not being there."

Qin Churan retorted to the nosy Cui Dingyi, then without looking back led the two teams of warriors to organize the mortals to kneel down and thank fellow Taoist Yulou for his kindness.

"Father, she..." Cui Dingyi's eldest son Cui Yanzong wanted to say that Qin Churan was too flattering, but his old father turned his head and glared at him.

My goodness, the rage in his eyes was so great, as if he had transferred all his anger towards Fellow Daoist Yulou onto his son.

Shabby, shut up!
She is that person's dog now. Can you and I afford to offend her?
Of course, Cui Dingyi didn’t say the following words, nor could he say them, but the little interaction between the father and son was heard and seen by Zhang Xuewu who was sitting opposite them.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Cui, let's go up together."

Zhang Xuewu lowered his ears and smilingly invited Lao Cui, who had been beaten for two months, to go on stage with him.

Seeing his father and Lao Zhang go up, Cui Ding wanted to follow, but was blocked by another ninth-level Qi-inducing cultivator who had been suppressed by the Cui father and son in the past.

One, two, three. The former best Qi-inducing cultivator in Hewan Fishing Village, Master Cui Yanzong, was actually squeezed into the middle of the Qi-inducing cultivators’ team based on his strength.

Being squeezed from front and back, Cui Yanzong seemed to realize something, and his face turned blue, white, and red, just like a dyeing factory.

Cui Dingyi, who was walking in front, side by side with Zhang Xuewu, had a natural expression, but he just exerted a little force with his hands behind his back.

"It's not easy for Fellow Daoist Ding. Tsk tsk, I heard that these gold bricks were cast piece by piece by Fellow Daoist Ding himself using the fire method?"

Zhang Xuewu seemed to be chatting, but he was actually mocking Lao Cui for being different now.

When Lao Cui fought with him in the past, he could always defeat him. But now, despite being a dignified guardian monk, he has been reduced to a loser.

Little Lao Cui, so funny.

It was because I, Zhang Xuewu, was extremely smart and knew how to judge the situation. I immediately clung to Fellow Daoist Yulou's thigh and have been licking him all the way until today.

"As it should be, as it should be. Fellow Daoist Yulou built a high platform to deal with the monsters in a timely manner. This is a good thing and a great thing for the Hewan Fishing Village.

As a poor kid who grew up eating fish in a river fishing village, I naturally support them very much. It is my responsibility to do my part.

Not to mention gilding each brick, I'd even like to do the brick laying myself, but time waits for no one, so I can only do my bit."

Hearing Cui Dingyi's roundabout way of talking nonsense, Zhang Xuewu endured it for a long time and finally did not roll his eyes. He just remained silent and did not continue to answer.

In terms of talking big, he is far inferior to Cui Dingyi. After all, Old Cui has worked his way up from the bottom and is now over a hundred years old. He is an out-and-out old thief who is still alive.

The group climbed onto the Golden Terrace and stood on the platform in the front half of the Terrace.

The top of the golden platform is a wide platform, but the platform is divided into two levels.

The upper floor is at the back and slightly larger, where Wang Yulou’s residence is located.

The next level is located next to the steps and is closer to the front. It is slightly smaller than the platform where the mansion is placed.

This staggered two-story layout was also what Wang Yulou requested.

Architectural aesthetics itself can be seen as an extension and expansion of ideological power, and the physical existence of the building itself is a manifestation of the real symbol of ideological power.

The seven-meter-high golden platform, like a small hill, stands in the riverside fishing village, symbolizing that Wang Yulou's power and status exist there.

The platform is divided into upper and lower levels. When Wang Yulou's residence is located on the upper level, other cultivators can only stand on the lower level to pay their respects, which further strengthens the existence of this power and status.

Cui Dingyi himself was wary of Wang Yulou's proposal to build a high platform, so he tried to deceive Wang Yulou by singing the praises of loyalty and opposing expansionism.

But his caution only came from reminders of past experience, which was obscure and unsystematic, and lacked metaphysical abstract theoretical guidance.

Therefore, when he accompanied Zhang Xuewu and the other Qi-inducing monks and actually lined up on the high platform, he realized the seriousness of the problem from the nervous and awe-inspiring reactions of the Qi-inducing monks.

But it was too late.

"My fellow Taoists, two seniors, Senior Wang is ready, and the mortals have almost finished their arrangements. We are about to start the mansion relocation ceremony.

Wait"

Qin Churan hurriedly went up to the platform again and explained to the Qi-Inducing Stage monks on the platform what they should do next.

However, after she finished her explanation, she suddenly walked to Zhang Xuewu and asked Cui Dingyi a question respectfully.

"Senior Cui, Senior Wang asked me to ask you, this stage will not collapse suddenly, right?"

Since when has a woman who won Wang Yulou's favor with her beauty become so indifferent to me?
Cui Dingyi stared at the beautiful Qin Churan with a sharp gaze and answered word by word.

"Of course it won't collapse."

Zhang Xuewu, who was standing by, saw that the old man looked like he was about to explode and tried to speak to smooth the situation over.

But Qin Churan had already spoken.

"That's good. Today, Senior Fan Zhugao, a disciple of Elder Zhuochi, and Senior Wu Faxian, a steward of the Hall of Merit, will be here to observe the ceremony. If anything goes wrong, Senior Wang will definitely punish me. Fortunately, Senior Cui is here.

Senior Wang said that he trusts Senior Cui to do things! "

Qin Churan's words were sarcastic and neither soft nor hard, which made Cui Ding very angry, but he could only endure it with a smile.

Fan Zhugao is Zhuochi's apprentice and represents Wang Yulou's backer in the Dripping Cave, Zhuochi of the Zhuo family.

Although Wu Faxian has no background, he is very good at dealing with people and has now become the deacon of the Hall of Merit.

Cui Dingyi can't afford to offend either of these two people.
Qin Churan left in a hurry again. Today, Yulou handed over all the arrangements for the event to her. For her, this was definitely an experience and she still felt pressured.

However, the girl has done a good job so far, at least she handled the final test of Cui Dingyi very well.

Yes, let Lao Cui repair the Jintai sluice. Wang Yulou believes that it is better to waste time than to use it effectively.

Now that the Golden Platform has been built and the sluice gate has been completed long ago, it is naturally time to get rid of it.

If Lao Cui's affairs are not dealt with clearly, Yulou will not be able to maintain its position as the leader of Hewan Fishing Village.
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On the other side, Yulou’s mansion.

Fan Zhugao and Wu Faxian had been seated for a long time. Both of them were juniors, so they naturally did not know the legendary Wang Xianzhou. They only thought that this was Wang Rongzhou, a man with average talent and ordinary cultivation.

However, despite this, they still had a higher opinion of Wang Yulou in their hearts.

He is definitely a core member of the Anbei Wang family. When he comes to the sect's cave to practice, he must bring a bodyguard and a nanny.

Seeing Qin Churan quietly walk into the hall and nod to her, Yulou smiled and spoke, taking the initiative to stop the idle chatter of several people.

"Brother Zhugao, Brother Faxian, it's almost time.

The reason I asked you to come here for this relocation is to borrow your magic power.

I hope you two brothers will not be offended. After all, my cultivation level is not high at the moment, so I can’t move it even if I want to.”

When Wu Faxian heard Yulou's words, he pretended to be angry and said.

"Eh? Yulou, what are you talking about? You and I are like brothers, so of course I, Old Wu, should help!"

Fan Zhugao smiled and shook his head, then raised his hand and pointed at Yulou.

"Yes, Yulou, you are so polite."

Wang Yulou apologized for a while, and then accompanied the two of them to fly into the air.

The old nanny Wang Rongzhou was flying his broken flying boat in an inconspicuous manner nearby.

Wang Xianzhou: Not bad, not bad. There’s a reason why you were able to make things happen not long after you arrived.

"Father, look!"

Cui Yanzong on the Golden Platform noticed the situation on the other side of the river and tugged at his father's sleeve.

Cui Ding looked up and saw three Qi-cultivating monks standing in two flying boats. Wu Fa was driving the boat first, while Fan Zhugao, who had snatched the job of a relocation worker, was using his magic power on the boat.

Under the control of his magic power, the huge Lingmu Mansion slowly shrank and gradually became a square of ten feet.

"Fellow Daoist Yulou, this is my limit. My master was able to shrink to the size of a palm that day, but I certainly can't do that." Fan Zhugao explained to Yulou with a wry smile.

Wang Xianzhou on the side nodded slightly. The cultivation level of the core disciples of the Dripping Cave was still quite good. Fan Zhugao was at least three or four points of his strength when he was young.

Of course, this does not mean that three Fan Zhugao can defeat Wang Xianzhou.

The difference in strength between the two of them is probably that in a life-and-death battle between three and one, Wang Xianzhou would have to kill ten groups before he was exhausted.

Calculating strength is very complicated, and sometimes a slight difference can mean life or death.

Cui Dingyi and Zhang Xuewu stood together, watching the people in the distance gradually flying towards them, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

What Lao Zhang thinks is that he can replace him in the future.

Lao Cui was wondering when Wang Yulou would be able to leave Hewan Fishing Village.

Why would such a monstrous being waste time in the Hewan Fishing Village?

Your family is so powerful, why don’t they arrange you to live in Dishuitian or Xianzun Mansion?

It's very simple, because there are people from the Zifu family occupying positions in Dishuitian and Xianzunfu
"Fairies! Mom, look, there are so many fairies in the sky!"

A little girl with pigtails and dressed in red huddled in her mother's arms, pointing at several practitioners in the sky and shouting loudly.

The mother was afraid that the little girl's shouting would be too rude, so she pulled her ear and whispered a threat.

"Don't talk, that's not an immortal, that's a man-eating ghost!
If you scream too loudly, they will come down and eat you!"

She sounded like she was crying wolf, but this ignorant mortal woman didn't understand what divine consciousness was, let alone that the Immortal Lord could keep an eye on everyone in the cave at all times, so she dared to speak so nonsense.

Of course, Wang Yulou and the others, as well as the Immortal Master, would not care about her words.

Ignorance is also a way to achieve happiness, but this kind of happiness is a little fragile.

"Hmm? Yulou, what are you doing?"

Wu Faxian noticed the people on the stage.

As an old monk, he thought he understood the desire of a disciple from a big family like Wang Yulou to create something spectacular, so he didn't have much thought about Jintai.

Isn’t it just Jinshan?

It’s not like he hasn’t seen even stranger spectacles before!
But today Wang Yulou only mentioned moving, and didn't say how big a move it would be. Wu Faxian suspected that he might have been used.

When he saw that all the people in the Hewan fishing village below the stage were waiting on the street, he felt even more used, and there was something wrong with the way he looked at Wang Yulou.

Wang Yulou smiled slightly and said, "Brother Faxian, I like to tell the truth, but I also tell lies occasionally."

However, since the person has already come, there is naturally no possibility of refusing Yulou's small request for help.

"I'd like to borrow your two elder brothers' power. My cultivation is low, and I've just arrived at Hewan Fishing Village, so it's difficult for me to start my work."

Fan Zhugao's eyes moved and he spoke.

"Look, Fellow Daoist Faxian, I told you that Yulou is not simple. The young people nowadays are stronger than the previous generation. We are all old now."

That night, the Iron Crocodile Dragon attacked Baimao Fishing Port. Ji Yuan, Lin Ying, and Wang Yulou, three disciples of the Bishui Palace, were all present, but only Wang Yulou reported to Zhuochi that the Iron Crocodile Dragon might be raised by someone.

Although this matter has not yet come to a conclusion, the fight has been intense. It can be said that Yulou handed over a good sword.

As a disciple of Zhuo Chi, Fan Gaozhu would naturally give face to Yu Lou.

"Hahaha, what Fellow Daoist Zhu Gao said is true. Then we will stand by and support Yu Lou?"

Fan Zhugaochong is in the front and the Zhuo family is behind him, so Wu Faxian will naturally give him a favor.

"The friendship between the two brothers is in my heart. We will talk about it at the banquet later."

Fan Zhugao nodded, and controlled the mansion to shrink to a size of ten feet, landing in the center of the Golden Terrace.

Then, the magic power moved again, and the Lingmu Mansion grew and expanded rapidly, and in a moment it became a mansion again.

Many monks who saw it for the first time were immediately stunned.

Is the Qi-inducing stage considered cultivation? The growth of cultivation can only be achieved through daily accumulation, which is a complete waste of life.

Only when he reached the stage of Qi training could he be considered to have the appearance of an immortal cultivator. Fan Zhugao could easily move a mansion weighing several thousand pounds with just a wave of his hand, and the Lingmu mansion could grow from small to large in the blink of an eye.

It can be said that this is the closest scene to the methods of immortals that many Qi-inducing monks in the river bay fishing villages have ever seen in their lives.

The mortals who were watching the ceremony under the golden stage knelt on the ground and sang the name of the Immortal Lord - and began to express their gratitude.

From this point of view, Yulou and the other cultivators in the Dripping Cave are just the Immortal's tentacles to collect favors from mortals.

“My fellow Taoists, today the Golden Platform is completed, and my residence has also been moved to the platform.

We have been practicing cooperation skills for the past two months, and the progress is pretty good. Well, I plan to set up a rotation system.

In the future, the frequency of daily patrols outside the Hewan Fishing Village will be slightly reduced, and the remaining personnel will take turns to be stationed on Jintai.

Climb high and look far, and if any monster attacks, you can also notify me in time.

What do you think? "

Yulou stood at the door of the mansion. Because of the height difference, he was half a head taller than everyone else on the stage.

His eyes swept across Zhang Xuewu's face and obeyed.

He glanced at Cui Dingyi's face and obeyed.

He looked at the Qi-inducing monks, each of whom had their heads bowed in obedience.

Finally, he looked at those high-level warriors in the acquired realm, and they naturally obeyed.

"Yulou's move is quite good. He pulls people towards him. Gradually, they will naturally become closer to him and away from those two."

On the side, Wu Faxian, who was flying in the air, commented.

"At such a young age, he already knows how to leverage situations to impress others. He has a bright future." Fan Zhugao agreed deeply.

No one will look down on you for eating too quickly. If there is such a person, he is either a fool or pretending to be dead - there is no third possibility.

Wang Yulou admired Qin Churan's ambition, just as Zhou Yingxi admired his ambition. People who want to move forward will always naturally gather together.

However, regarding the evaluation of Fan Zhugao and Wu Faxian, old man Wang Rongzhuo said: You are too shallow, too shallow.

Reducing the frequency of patrols will actually increase the risk of each patrol.

If the patrol area is centered on Hewan Village and divided into different patrol areas along the banks of Xiushui Lake, the longer the patrol cycle, the higher the risk accumulated within the unit patrol area.

How does that saying go? 'Grind it, die or surrender.'

Reducing the frequency of patrols corresponds to increasing the intensity of the campaign - Chiang Kai-shek sent local troops to suppress the revolution, but in fact he was not only suppressing the revolution, but also suppressing the local military leaders.

The establishment of a rotation system for the Golden Platform garrison is to gather the Qi-inducing monks to the side of Fellow Daoist Yulou - to establish a dynamic anti-monster support leadership group, with Fellow Daoist Yulou as the group leader, and to continuously second Qi-inducing monks to serve as group members in rotation.

With one hitting and one pulling, Cui Dingyi's small force will be destroyed sooner or later!
Even Wang Xianzhou was impressed by Wang Yulou's response without resorting to violence, breaking up, or violating the rules.

Thinking of this, Patriarch Xian Zhou smiled and looked expectantly at the Jade Tower in front of the crowd.

"No objections? Then be so stubborn."

Yulou was speaking as she was about to finish moving for today when suddenly someone shouted.

"Ancestor Wang! Ancestor Wang! I want to report! I want to report!"

A sudden change occurred!

Today's moving ceremony was like inviting the old man to watch a music performance. Yulou tested Cui Dingyi's character several times. After confirming that Cui Dingyi could endure it, he directly sent a message to Li Changming to give orders.

Start tearing and tearing into pieces the masks of the two-faced man, the village monster of the Hewan Fishing Village, and the giant rat Cui Dingyi!

Faced with Li Changming who was kowtowed and groaning, everyone in Hewan Fishing Village except Qin Churan changed their expressions.

Who doesn’t have a few pounds of shit on their butt?

On the scale, no one can move up.

In front of a powerful and legitimate monk like Wang Yulou, whoever he wants to deal with is like a fish on the chopping board!
Qin Churan was not panicking because she was almost becoming Wang Yulou's appearance and belonging to Fellow Daoist Yulou.

While everyone was still frightened and worried, Wang Yulou's face turned pale, and he was the first to point at Li Changming, who was hitting the ground with his head, and shouted.

"Hold him back! This is disgraceful!"

Several warriors and Qi masters who were close to Li Changming quickly lifted him up.

Because Xiao Li was not very big, his feet were off the ground when he was lifted up.

Seeing that the person who made the complaint was under control, Yulou looked at Wu and Fan in the sky and said.

"Fellow Daoist Fan, Fellow Daoist Wu, I am sorry for not being strict with my parents. Let's go to the mansion. We have already prepared a housewarming banquet. Haha."

Seeing Yulou's reaction, all the cultivators in Hewan Fishing Village realized that there were outsiders present, and this Li was making groundless accusations and was slapping Fellow Daoist Yulou in the face.

This guy is so stupid!
Fan Gaozhu and Wu Faxian, who had not yet reacted, looked at each other. Of course, they would not refuse Yulou's invitation. They landed on the ground and were about to accompany Yulou into the mansion.

Unfortunately, no one noticed that the face of senior Wang Rongzhou was full of smiles.

Only by planning every step can you succeed. Yulou, Yulou, you are really good at this.

Just as Yulou, Zhang Cui, Fan Wu and others were leaving, Li Changming, who was being held up, spoke again.

He struggled with his feet in the air and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Ancestor Wang! Ancestor Wang! I want to report Cui Yanzong! I want to report Cui Yanzong!"

Wu Fa was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yulou with a smile, and the two of them began to communicate.

'Yulou, one meal is not enough.'

'Two meals is enough.'

"You are quite good, what do you want to do with him?"

"What can I do? He's the local boss. If I had no other choice, I wouldn't have been forced to this point."

'Okay, I understand.'

Wu Faxian patted Yulou on the shoulder and looked at Cui Dingyi.

Wu Faxian also knew this old man, an interesting man, who had cultivated the five spiritual roots through acquired means, and had managed to reach the third level of Qi training.

In the past, Lao Cui had been trying to find a way out for himself.

Unfortunately, he was too old and his cultivation was too low, so any faction with a little power was unwilling to accept him - he had no value for exploitation.

Cui Dingyi is such a seasoned expert, how could he not see Wang Yulou's purpose in inviting two people in the late stage of Qi training to come here?
He was pretending to suppress it just now, but now he stopped when he heard Cui Yanzong's name.

Oh, that's really dark!

It’s so damn dark!

"Fellow Daoist Yulou, I..."

Cui Dingyi's beard twitched and he wanted to explain.

Yulou waved his hand and said seriously.

"I understand. This unknown warrior slandered the son of Fellow Daoist Cui. I will give you an explanation!" Looking at Wu Faxian with a smile on his face and Fan Gaozhu with a serious expression behind Wang Yulou, Cui Dingyi felt a little dizzy.

"I, I, Jade"

"Old Cui, don't worry, I understand. My two brothers are here today, so don't worry."

Having said that, Wang Yulou took Zhang Xuewu over the threshold again and returned to the door of the mansion - to the court!
Looking at the four people leaving, Cui Dingyi wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Submissive?
I've given in!
I cast gold bricks piece by piece with my own hands and built a golden platform for you.

Wang Yulou, I just want to send you away as soon as possible, why are you still unwilling to let me go?
Zhang Xuewu turned around and met Lao Cui's eyes. He smiled with a look full of sarcasm.

Being ridiculed by his old rival, Cui Dingyi's heart almost exploded, and his muscles and hair were trembling.

Even this stupid idiot can laugh at me. Does he deserve it?

If I had better qualifications, you, Zhang Xuewu, would be what I am today!
"Let him go and make him explain what's going on and why he's slandering Lao Cui!"

Wang Yulou’s first order made all the monks in the Hewan Fishing Village realize that something had happened!

Yulou had scolded Lao Cui several times before, and many people had heard about it or even seen it firsthand.

Now, the conflict between the two is about to break out.

Some of the loyal dogs trained by Mr. Cui were even more anxious. Teacher Cui, they want to harm you! They want to harm you!

“Ancestor Wang, Cui Yanzong secretly collected the spirit fish, bypassing our sect and you.

He told the fishermen who were selling spiritual fish that the sect was a devil's den that sucked the marrow out of the bones, and that every fish had to be collected, and they could only be exchanged for some unusable Qingquan Palace merits.

Only his father Cui Dingyi is a native of Hewan Fishing Village. If you want to sell fish, you can always find him! "

Li Changming had been collecting information for two months and naturally had some results. He even heard Cui Yanzong say these words with his own ears.

"You are slandering me! When did I ever bypass the sect to collect spirit fish in private?

Senior Wang, Yanzong would like to ask you not to trust this rebellious person who speaks nonsense about the sect, and to clear our Cui family's name!"

Looking at the two unfamiliar Qi-cultivating monks, Cui Yanzong's legs went weak, but he knew that he had to defend himself.

Even the dumbest person knows that protecting his father is protecting himself.

At this moment, the burden of the Cui family's father and son, and thirteen people, young and old, all fell on Cui Yanzong's shoulders. He could not retreat, he had to hold on and hold on!
"Innocence, does your Cui family have innocence?

The brother-in-law you got when you married Sanniang just entered the day after tomorrow a few days ago.

Your second cousin has also become a post-natal warrior.

There is no need for me to say more about those Qi-inducing people in your Cui family.

Cui Yanzong, if it weren't for the sect's laws blocking him.

I think you will probably assign all the dogs in your Cui family to patrol dogs!"

Li Changming was scolding Cui Yanzong, but everyone knew who he was talking about.

When beating a dog, you also have to consider the owner.

If you beat your son, you are naturally beating your father.

Only Yulou was a little difficult.

The Cui family’s dog is about to become a patrol dog. Doesn’t that mean that Cui Dingyi is half as good as Director Qi?
If you think about it carefully, it's almost the same. Lao Cui came from a low-income family and was forced by reality to choose a path that would allow him to go further among the only options he had, and he has come all the way to where he is today.

Then, I met Wang Yulou.

Then what am I?
Wang Yulou didn't dare to think about it any further—it was too damn evil!
This is the Immortal Lord's cave, and Wang Yulou doesn't have the courage to stand up and behave himself now.

Thinking of this, Yulou made up his mind, turned sideways and waved his hand, saying.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Lao Cui, come here. How do you think we should handle this?"

How to deal with this matter, rather than how to deal with Li Changming, sets the tone.

But Cui Dingyi didn't know that power and justice were coming at him together, and he didn't know how to protect himself.

Few people can remain calm under the oppression of fate, and he can't do it either.

Just when Lao Cui was hesitating, Wang Xianzhou sent a message to Yulou.

"Someone is here, a female cultivator, quite pretty, wearing green clothes, do you know her?"

Wang Yulou raised his eyebrows. The Hewan Fishing Village seemed a little too noisy today.

He spread out his spiritual sense to investigate, but found no one. However, he could clearly see the expressions of everyone at the moment.

Fan and Wu were the calmest. No matter how Wang Yulou handled the situation, the most troublesome result would be the killing of an experienced person with no background.

If they killed him directly or tried to kill him through the sect system, they could still get a favor.

Zhang Xuewu and Qin Churan were solemn. They hoped that there would be no accidents in the final charge.

Lao Cui was confused and felt a little helpless in the face of the sudden change.

Li Changming and Cui Yanzong were arguing with each other, and they were quite passionate about it, but they were not important - just like Dudu, Hou Liangping, Shen Yishi and Gao Hanwen could never decide the outcome.

Among the Qi-inducing monks, some were angry, and some were afraid - Lao Cui's people.

Most people have an implicit and suppressed expectation - when a whale dies, all things come to life. If Lao Cui's lineage is finished, the positions of others can be moved, and the share of unspeakable benefits can also be increased.

So, it's still a boring Game of Thrones?

After two lifetimes as a human, Yulou felt for the first time that cultivating immortals was boring.

Dancing in a cage, no matter how hard you dance, you cannot get out. Even if you become a disciple of a great monk, you are just a plaything.

But he couldn't just like this world of cultivating immortals when he had great power. Here, at least, it gave him the possibility of transcendence.

He raised his head and looked toward the Tianzun Palace hidden among the clouds.

The Immortals' Terrace, the Immortal Alliance, the Ten Sects, the Dripping Water Cave, the Anbei King's Family, the big fish eat the small fish, hey...

He tried to become a chess player, a chess player in the river bend fishing village, but this was just the beginning.

The road ahead is still long.

The road ahead is long and difficult, and the sea of suffering is boundless. When will we be able to achieve complete freedom?
"Fellow Daoist Yulou, I..."

Cui Dingyi finally spoke, but the sudden appearance of a green rainbow in the sky attracted everyone's attention and interrupted him.

The person who came was Lin Ying, the monk guarding the Fairy Mushroom Cave. She activated her escape light to its maximum from a long distance, allowing the people in the Hewan Fishing Village to notice her - she paid great attention to details in etiquette.

It can be seen that she is indeed a very smart person.

"Hmm? What are you doing?"

After a distance of several hundred meters, Lin Ying slowed down.

She sat on a huge mushroom, wearing a light green, vibrant robe, a wreath on her head, her bare feet hanging in the air, looking at everyone with a puzzled look on her face.

Fan Zhugao, a disciple of Zhuochi, right?

Wu Faxian, an old swindler, tricked me into buying spiritual seeds that wouldn't germinate.

Who is that old man? Never mind. He is obviously dying. It doesn’t matter.

But, Wang Yulou, aren't you exaggerating a bit too much?

I thought it was luxurious enough for me to build a silver building in the Fairy Mushroom Cave, and you want to play with the gold mountain?
Is the Anbei Wang family so wealthy?
Not knowing that the golden platform in front of her was just paved with gold bricks, Lin Ying was filled with envy at this moment.

"Yulou has moved to a new house. Well, Fellow Daoist Wu and I came to take a look." Fan Zhugao replied.

We are all from the big clan of Dripping Cave, so of course we know each other.

Even Wu Faxian, who was selling spiritual seeds that wouldn't germinate, smiled and nodded at Lin Ying. Who doesn't like to look at beautiful women?

However, Yulou was a little surprised.

On the night when the Iron Crocodile attacked Baimao Fishing Port, he fought side by side with Lin Ying and Ji Yuan, but it was dark and he couldn't see Lin Ying's appearance clearly.

Now that the beauty was in front of him, she was so beautiful that Wang Yulou was a little stunned. It could be said that she was the most beautiful female cultivator Wang Yulou had seen in more than 20 years.

When some of those cultivators in the Qi Induction Stage looked at Lin Ying, they were even so bewitched that they couldn't bear to look away, and even stared at her rudely.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lin is here, why don't you wait for Yulou to finish what he is doing, and then we can sit down and discuss Taoism together?" Yulou invited.

Hearing this, Wang Xianzhou's eyes, which were almost asleep, suddenly lit up, and he quietly looked at the new girl again.

I didn't look at it carefully just now, but now I look at it again, it's good, easy to give birth to and raise, you won't have to worry about food if you have three babies. It's good, better than Xiao Qin.

Lin Ying nodded slightly and landed beside Fan Zhugao. While greeting Fan Zhugao, she spoke to Yulou.

"Yulou, what's going on? There are mortals kneeling on the ground outside. Is this a big Immortal Master's ceremony?"

"Kill the dog? Not sure, it wouldn't hurt for those mortals to pay more respects to the Immortal Lord."

'Where's the dog?'

Wang Yulou looked at Lao Cui, who smiled sadly and asked.

"Fellow Daoist Yulou, what do you want from me?"

Fan Zhugao, Wu Faxian, Lin Ying, he couldn't afford to offend any of them, and even if he wanted to curry favor with them, he couldn't get the chance.

But now, all these people stood behind Wang Yulou.

Cui Dingyi did not accept his fate, nor did he admit defeat.

How could he accept his fate?

Lao Cui just faced the reality again, just like he did before, that's all.

To everyone's surprise, Wang Yulou actually sat directly on the steps and even pulled Lao Cui to sit down with him.

Two people stood shoulder to shoulder, one was young and the other already had gray hair.

Working day and night as a contractor, Lao Cui didn't even have time to dye his hair.

Of course, he might just be using his haggardness and exhaustion to show his loyalty to Fellow Daoist Yulou.

But loyalty is not absolute
Yulou pointed to the village below the platform and said.

“Not long after I came to Hewan Fishing Village, someone told me that there was a Cui Family Gang here.

And you, Fellow Daoist Cui, he said you are the leader of the Cui Clan Gang, hahahaha."

Cui family gang?
Lin Ying looked at Cui Dingyi, speechless.

The smaller the temple, the stronger the evil spirits. It’s true that the smaller the temple, the stronger the evil spirits.

What ability does this person have that forced Wang Yulou to ask Fan Zhugao to support him?

"No." Lao Cui wanted to explain and struggle.

"Listen to me, Lao Cui. I also come from the same family. I understand the difficulties you face as the head of a family.

As a poor kid, it's not easy for him to grow up, and it's only right for him to give something back to his family.

After all, you have made so many contributions to the Hewan Fishing Village. By the way, how old are you this year?"

When Zhang Xuewu heard Wang Yulou call him a poor kid, his expression became very ugly.

You're not going to let him go, are you?

Fellow Daoist Yulou, you are raising a tiger to bring disaster upon yourself!

"One hundred and twelve years old, Fellow Daoist Yulou."

Cui Dingyi answered with tears in his eyes.

One hundred and twelve years old, third level of Qi training, five spiritual roots.

I have walked my whole life just to be able to stand before you.

But now, he was kicked away like a wild dog.

I have walked a lifetime.

I have walked my whole life just to step onto this golden platform!

"Yeah, you're so old, what's there to fight about.

I think there was no Cui Family Gang in Hewan Fishing Village before, and there will be no Cui Family Gang in the future, don’t you think so?”

Yulou turned around and looked at Cui Dingyi. Old Cui's beard was covered with snot.

He answered loudly, trembling, stammering, and sobbing.

"There is no Cui Family Gang. There was no Cui Family Gang in Hewan Fishing Village before, and there will be no Cui Family Gang in the future!"

At first, he was just shouting, then he was roaring.

At the end, his voice suddenly seemed to break, and he became hoarse and lowered.

Looking up, gritting his teeth, and standing up, Cui Dingyi once again made a choice in the face of reality.

"Fellow Daoist Yulou, this rebellious son of mine is truly despicable!"

Cui Dingyi stood up, raised his special crescent shovel magic weapon with his backhand, and slashed at Cui Yanzong's legs.

The man was very old, and the roots of his hair and beard had begun to turn gray, but at this moment he was like a bloodthirsty lion and directly cut off his son's legs.

Fan Zhugao closed his eyes, Wu Faxian was silent, Zhang Xuewu was horrified, and Qin Churan trembled.

Lin Ying covered her mouth in surprise, and Wang Xianzhou, who was bored and anxious, focused his attention for the first time.

"Dad, are you crazy? Ah, it hurts, Dad. My leg hurts."

Cui Dingyi used a magic rope to tie Cui Yanzong's mouth and body, then he lifted his son's legs and turned around, looked at Yulou, and said in pain.

"Fellow Daoist Yulou, I will do my best to make up for the losses he has caused to the sect by secretly purchasing spirit fish over the years!"

Wang Yulou looked at him with a smile, but did not answer immediately.

'Ancestor, he must not be allowed to stay!'

'Yes, that's what we should do. If he does this, we will become the Cui family's eternal enemy. We must eradicate him completely!

However, I will kill him later. Today is the day for me to show my grace and power. Just let him be driven away.

This little thing is pretty ruthless. Now it seems that it is quite interesting that he can go from a mortal to a Qi practitioner. There may be a big problem behind it! '

Poor Tianjian, Wang Yulou had no choice but to be forced into a corner by Lao Cui.

Wang Yulou didn’t really want to kill Cui Dingyi at the beginning - if he killed the local tyrant, the work in Hewan Fishing Village would be difficult to carry out.

The agreement of "There was no Cui Family Gang before, and there will be no Cui Family Gang in the future" is quite good. After all, we are all from the same school.

But Old Cui was too evil. He was cruel to himself and even crueler to his son. This pushed both him and his son, as well as the Cui family behind them, into a dead end.

The Anbei Wang family generally does not make enemies with others, and often turns around and runs away during a fight.

What's the point of making enemies? It's just trouble!

Therefore, if there is an enmity, Wang will definitely resolve the problem as soon as possible.

Lao Cui did this and got the entire family tree cleared list directly.
"Look everyone, Old Cui always says he grew up in Hewan Village as a poor kid, making it seem like there's a Cui Clan Gang.

But now it seems that Lao Cui still has a strong sense of the sect's overall situation and laws in his heart. He is not only a kid from Hewan Village, but also a good fellow disciple of Dripping Water Cave!"

"Ancestor, please take Chu Ran and Chang Ming with you to check where the Cui family members are and how many there are."

The Cui family has been here for many years and has branched out. Be careful of their tricks.'

"Chu Ran, take Yan Zong to get treatment for his injuries. Old Cui is just too confused. Alas."

"It's a small matter. I've already checked it out. Don't worry about me doing it."

"I will definitely thank you, Daoist Fellow Yulou!"

"Ancestor, with you here, Yulou feels much more at ease."

"No, we must cure illnesses and save lives, solve problems, and care for our fellow disciples. This is the teaching of the sect and the Immortal Venerable.

You don't need to thank me, you should thank the sect and the Immortal Venerable!"

"Haha, I feel at ease with a Wang family unicorn like you around."

Cui Dingyi felt a little relieved when he saw Cui Yanzong being carried away. He ignored Yulou's nonsense and distilled the core.

"I will definitely understand and follow the lead of Daoist Fellow Yulou from now on."

However, he felt it was enough, but some people still felt it was not enough.

Li Changming knew that he had already made a contribution, but he suddenly felt a sense of blessing.

"Bang!" Li Changming shouted loudly as he knelt on the ground.

"Disciple understands. From now on, I will follow Patriarch Wang's lead!"

It was like a row of dominoes, and Li Changming was the first one to fall, no, to kneel down.

And then, one after another.

"Disciple understands, from now on I will follow Senior Wang's lead"

"Disciple understands."

"disciple."

One fact that can be easily accepted by most people is that absolute strength does not bring absolute loyalty.

Humans are very despicable animals. They are lazy, greedy, ignorant, and emotional. Too many things are more important and meaningful to too many people than staying loyal.

Therefore, what the strong want is the result of loyalty, not the form of loyalty. The form is only a means to the result, and the purpose is the core.

So is Mang Xiang, so is Wang Xianmao, and so is the Immortal Lord in the Dripping Cave who is high above and out of reach.

But the scene before him was really moving. Looking at those kneeling monks, Yulou sat for a long time, seemingly in a daze, as if he was just enjoying it.

He felt something emerging from his heart, no, from his soul, or from some other invisible place.

It appeared so suddenly, in his body, his consciousness, and his soul.

In short, it has no name, it comes from nowhere, but it appears.

It’s wonderful, very wonderful, more beautiful than Zhou Yingxi’s piano playing, more beautiful than Lin Ying’s beauty, more beautiful than so many other things.

Yulou was immersed in it for a few seconds. He guessed that it was power and status, but it was more than just power and status.

Also, a kind of medal that proves that he is on the road to climbing.

Wang Xianzhou wanted to remind Yulou, child, this is only a part of the illusion you have encountered in your life.

These magical lights are so beautiful and intoxicating, but you shouldn't indulge in them. There are more important things you need to do.

But he thought about it and finally did not move or send any message.

Be happy, Yulou, enjoy yourself to the fullest, you are growing up soon.

After a long time, just when Lin Ying and Wu Faxian were about to laugh, Yulou finally spoke.

"Li Changming, come here, you are very courageous and a good disciple.

This low-grade magic weapon is given to you as a reward. Practice well and draw in Qi as soon as possible!"

Li Changming raised his head, looked at the magic weapon in Yulou's hand, and blinked in disbelief.

Then, the warrior crawled on his knees to the front of Yulou and took the magic weapon with trembling hands.

"Thank you, Elder Wang, Changming."

Yulou waved his hand and stood up.

"Okay, everyone, get up and do your work. I'm not an ungrateful person."

Then, he gave an apologetic smile to Fan Gaozhu, Lin Ying and others and said.

"Come in, the trouble is solved. I have prepared an eighth-grade mango crystal wine today. I wonder if any of you Taoists have drunk it before?"

(End of this chapter)