The road is vague

Chapter 31: Disciples of the Loose
The days of performing the gatekeeper duties passed one by one.

In the blink of an eye, Li Mo had been in the training hall for more than half a month.

Over the past half month.

Whenever Sister Chen Rong from the Alchemy Hall gave a lecture in the Continuing Education Hall, Li Mo would go to listen. This was so that he could gain a preliminary understanding of the basic knowledge of alchemists and the benefits he could obtain after becoming an alchemist.

In the territory of Daqian, alchemists are not a rare profession.

At least in Muzhou, which has a vast area and a sparse population and is rich in spiritual medicines, it is not a scarce profession. It's just that most of the precious spiritual medicines have been bought by the monks in those wealthy states and counties.

The disciples of Lingmu Sect use their spiritual eyes to comprehend the way of the most intelligent creatures in the world, which is also the way of human dignity. They can comprehend and learn any means and tools that are beneficial to their own growth, including alchemy.

But for the vast majority of disciples in the training hall, learning various spells is the first choice.

This is instinctive behavior.

As for the benefits that can be obtained after becoming an alchemist, after the completion examination, one can directly enter the inner sect's alchemy hall to work, and can apply for a private spiritual field in the sect, and only needs to pay the fees on time.

Qingming Mountain is full of spiritual energy.

According to Chen Rong, with the careful cultivation of alchemists, the spiritual medicines grown in these spiritual fields can often be equivalent to two years of medicine age in the outside world in just one year.

In addition to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a large part of the reason lies in the alchemist, who plays a role similar to that of a companion beast or guardian beast.

This is also the reason why there must be extremely dangerous creatures guarding precious elixirs in the wild.

The careful care of these fierce creatures also promotes the growth of spiritual medicines, and seems to have some deeper intersection with the order of heaven and earth, with the effect of complementary yin and yang, so that the guardians of the spiritual medicines can also benefit endlessly over time.

And it is precisely for this reason that there is a sect in a small country on the border of Qian Country. Its main practice is to cultivate spiritual medicines and accelerate their growth.

Thus.

Many so-called thousand-year-old elixirs can often take shape in four or five hundred years in the public spiritual fields of some large sects. This is not an unattainable long time for a Nascent Soul cultivator with a lifespan of a thousand years.

That's why.

Many alchemists with average qualifications and low success rates often turn to cultivating the sect's public spiritual fields and carefully caring for their own private spiritual fields after becoming alchemists. They only need to pay fees to the sect regularly.

However, this hard job, similar to that of a farmer, has no appeal to many disciples from aristocratic families.

If the disciples of the aristocratic families really want to refine pills, they only need to go to the Alchemy Hall, spend spirit stones, and entrust a professional alchemist to do it. They only need to practice and research the areas that they are really interested in.

Some of the independent disciples who were once full of hope showed disappointment after learning this.

Because Li Mo was a traveling doctor in Jimin Hall in his early years, his master Zhang Dongliang regretfully warned him that his mother Zhou Mei passed away due to illness. He felt deeply sorry for it and naturally would not give up because of the difficulties and obstacles in front of him. He was determined to become a real alchemist.

Unfortunately, Sister Chen Rong only comes to the study hall to preach once every three or four days.

This could not satisfy Li Mo's thirst for knowledge at all.

But on the other hand, this is a good thing, otherwise Li Mo only has ten free auditing opportunities, which will soon be squandered.

Simultaneously.

After more than half a month of hard work, Li Mo finally learned how to circulate the small circulation while standing!

On weekdays, after he and Wang Zhu cleaned up the fallen leaves on the road to Jubao Hall, they would stand in front of the gate and wait quietly. It was normal not to see anyone for three hours, so naturally they had to find a way to relieve their loneliness.

Ever since Li Mo learned how to circulate the Small Circulation while standing, he no longer found the time of guarding the goal difficult.

Although the efficiency of this kind of practice is much slower than usual, the process of practice always makes people forget themselves.

Wang Zhu liked to make clay figures. He would rub a piece of clay in his palm when he had nothing to do. Li Mo guessed that he got the inspiration from Booger Avenue. He would occasionally invite Li Mo to play his so-called Beast Chess, but unfortunately Li Mo was not interested.

this day.

Someone unexpectedly visited Jubaotang late at night.

The man who came was in a hurry and looked exhausted. After he showed the badge in his hand to Li Mo and Wang Zhu, the two did not dare to stop him and let him go.

"He's actually from Anbei County. He's in such a hurry. Could he have found some treasure?"

Wang Zhu's words made Li Mo's expression change.

However, even if they found some treasure, it had nothing to do with the two Taoist boys guarding the gate. Li Mo shook his head and continued to circulate the small circulation.

Just a moment later.

A female cultivator walked out from the depths of the Treasure Hall.

When Li Mo and Wang Zhu saw this person, they dared not breathe and stood respectfully on both sides of the gate.

Just when everyone thought that the female cultivator would leave immediately, she took out a sound transmission talisman, said something to it, and then looked at Wang Zhu beside her with a smile.

"Immediately give this sound transmission talisman to Master Qian of the Talisman Making Hall and tell him that I have a question about cultivation that I would like to ask him for advice. Please ask him to come quickly."

"Yes."

Wang Zhu took the talisman and hurried towards the talisman-making hall.

Li Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief when the woman in white returned to Jubao Hall. This person was Qin Yue, the deputy head of Jubao Hall, a genuine Jindan stage cultivator.

It wasn't until the gate became deserted again that Li Mo vaguely sensed something was wrong.

Logically speaking, as an outer sect hall, the status of Jubao Hall should be lower than Zhifu Hall. However, it seems unreasonable that when an outer sect deputy hall master encounters difficulties in cultivation, he actually asks an inner sect hall master to come and guide him instead of asking for advice himself.

Besides, can't the sound transmission talisman fly to a friend's spiritual power independently within a short distance?

This matter really reveals a lot of weirdness.

"Could it be related to the person who hurried back from Anbei County earlier? Did they really find some treasure there?"

Although Li Mo was confused, no one could answer him.

Fortunately, Wang Zhu came back soon and nothing happened. Just when Li Mo thought that there would be no more trouble tonight, the arrival of an old man made both of them alert!

This person has an immortal appearance and long white eyebrows.

When he arrived at the gate, he actually stopped and looked at Li Mo and Wang Zhu with a gentle expression.

"Haha, I'm Sima Fu, a true disciple of the Patriarch's Hall, temporarily serving as the acting head of our sect. I'm here to visit Lü Ci, Hall Master Lü. Please go in and inform him."

Li Mo and Wang Zhu were stunned.

What does it mean that the acting leader asked the two to go in and report?
Now, the two of them have a much better understanding of Lingmu Sect than when they first entered the Enlightenment Hall half a month ago. Since a large number of elite disciples, led by the All-Knowing True Man, died in the war with the State of Lu thirty years ago, the sect's power has plummeted since then.

The huge Lingmu Sect is supported by the sect leader, Qingling Zhenren, a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But it is said that the life span of this master is coming to an end, so it is urgent to cultivate people who can shoulder the great cause from among the Jindan stage cultivators below. Finally, two true disciples in the late Jindan stage were selected.

These two true disciples are Chen Shouyi, an ancestor of the Chen family, one of the four major families, who is in the late Jindan stage, and Sima Fu, a highly respected and virtuous late Jindan solo cultivator.

Lingmu Sect is helping the two of them advance to the Nascent Soul stage at all costs.

When the headmaster Qing Ling Zhenren was in seclusion, Chen Shouyi and Sima Fu were the acting heads of Lingmu Sect.

Now that Sima Fu was acting as the head, he actually asked the two gatekeeper boys to go in and report instead of going directly into the Treasure Hall. This was really unreasonable.

"Yes."

But this was the order of the acting head after all, so Li Mo didn't dare to say much. After responding dutifully, he quickly entered the Jubao Hall and reported Sima Fu's visit to the head of the Jubao Hall, Lu Ci.

"what!"

Lu Ci was shocked.

This was a decisive old man with short hair, his forehead and cheeks were covered with scars. He strode out of the temple and asked questions.

"Why is he here?"

Li Mo's face was stunned and full of confusion.

"Disciple doesn't know."

"Humph!"

Lu Ci snorted coldly, hesitated for a moment, and then strode out with a disciple. Li Mo hurriedly followed. The three of them came to the gate of Jubao Hall. After Lu Ci talked with Sima Fu for a while, he took Sima Fu into the inner hall.

However, the Foundation Establishment disciple behind Lu Ci stopped at this moment.

After Sima Fu and Lu Ci left, he looked at Li Mo and Wang Zhu with a gloomy expression.

"Tell me everything that happened just now. Tell me the truth. Don't leave out a single detail."

"Yes."

The two of them hurriedly told the man about the request from the deputy head of Jubao Hall, Qin Yue, to send a sound transmission note. After hearing this, the man's face became even gloomier and he looked at Wang Zhu.

"Is this the sound transmission note you sent?"

"Yes."

Wang Zhu responded in a low voice. The man's face was gloomy, and a hint of violence appeared in his eyes.

"Take out your badge. As a gatekeeper, you're so disheveled that your spirit stone reward for this month will be deducted!"

Wang Zhu stared at the other person blankly, tears welling up in his eyes.

However, this uncle showed no sympathy at all.

"Also, what's wrong with your hands? Why are they so dirty? This is a disgrace to Jubaotang. Your contribution to the sect this month will be reduced by half!"

Wang Zhu bit his lower lip, trying hard to control his emotions.

"Still crying? You don't respect the elders of the sect. The rest of your contributions to the sect will be deducted! When Uncle Chen comes back, you'll be in trouble!"

After this uncle-master in the Foundation Establishment Stage left, Wang Zhu could no longer bear the fear and grievance in his heart and burst into tears.

He didn't understand where he had gone wrong.

Li Mo felt the same way and felt a little sad, so he couldn't help but comfort her.

But they were just two gatekeepers, so how could they argue with that uncle who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage?

"Li Mo, he must have seen that we are all independent disciples and have no one to rely on within the sect, so he bullied us. I've heard that those disciples from aristocratic families look down on us independent disciples, wuwu."

The reason why Wang Zhu's clothes were disheveled was because he was running while delivering the sound transmission note.

As for his dirty hands, it was because he was making clay figures.

But both of them knew that this was an unprovoked disaster.

This punishment was destined from the moment Wang Zhu delivered the sound transmission note to Deputy Hall Master Qin Yue. Even if his clothes were neat and his hands were clean, the other party would have a hundred excuses to punish him, and the reason was not these issues at all.

In other words.

If it was Li Mo who sent the note, he would not be able to escape this disaster either.

"Alas, it seems that we have been forced into the fight between the disciples of the aristocratic families and the independent disciples."

Li Mo heard about the conflict between the disciples of the Lingmu Sect's aristocratic families and the independent disciples from the Jade Fox Wang Ying. It was nothing more than a problem of the distribution of the sect's cultivation resources.

However, after Li Mo joined the sect, he learned that the fight between the two sides was currently limited to the middle and high-level Foundation Establishment cultivators and Golden Core cultivators. Li Mo and other Qi Condensation disciples who had just joined the sect were not involved in the distribution of resources within the sect, so they did not feel deeply about it.

Now that they have personally experienced the dangers involved, they suddenly feel extremely wronged.

After a while.

Wang Zhu wiped away his tears and clenched his fists.

"When I have achieved success in my cultivation, I will definitely unite the other independent disciples and stop being bullied by these disciples from the aristocratic families. They are all bad guys!"

You have to know that most of the disciples in the training hall are just at the age of becoming children. They are at the time of great changes in their youth and their personalities will often change dramatically due to some daily trivial matters, just like Li Mo two years ago.

Li Mo sighed and nodded.

It was not until the hour of Xu that the two of them finished their shift and nothing else happened, so they left Jubao Hall and returned to the dormitory to rest.

three days later.

Wang Zhu found out that the disciple who had been following Lu Ci was named Lu Song, and was a cousin of Lu Ci.

Because of his good comprehension, Lu Song was accepted as a formal disciple by Lu Ci. On weekdays, apart from the two Jindan stage hall masters, Lu Song was the only one in charge of the Jubao Hall.

Wang Zhu held a grudge against Lu Song.

However, Wang Zhu has not yet thought of a way to take revenge on Lu Song.

this day.

Lu Song brought an old man to the gate of Jubao Hall. He pointed at Wang Zhu and signaled to the old man.

"Uncle Master Chen, it was this disciple on duty who secretly informed the old thief Sima. Otherwise, if you had obtained that thousand-year-old spiritual medicine and combined it with other spiritual herbs to refine a spiritual pill, you might have quickly surpassed the old thief Sima Fu and become our sect's second Nascent Soul cultivator."

Wang Zhu turned pale when he heard this.

He knew without guessing that the old man in front of him was Chen Shouyi, another late Jindan true disciple of the Patriarch's Hall and one of the two acting masters.

Li Mo also quickly lowered his head, feeling a little scared.

It was extremely quiet in front of the gate.

Li Mo and Wang Zhu could almost hear their own heartbeats.

After a while.

Chen Shouyi said in a low voice, "She's just a Qi Condensation disciple. We both agreed long ago not to escalate the conflict to include other Qi Condensation disciples. You don't have to embarrass her anymore. The key is that Deputy Hall Master Qin. They arranged for her to compete for the Deputy Hall Master position at all costs. I was quite puzzled. I didn't expect them to underestimate them. They really deserve to be called Master Sima."

He had missed an opportunity by being away for just a few days. Although the acting leader was quite angry, he did not lose his mind.

A thousand-year-old elixir cannot change your fate.

For advancement to the Nascent Soul stage, this spiritual medicine can only serve as an auxiliary complement at most, and he also gained something from this outing, which offset the loss of this spiritual medicine.

Although there are many thousand-year-old spiritual medicines in the spiritual fields of Lingmu Sect, they are all large-scale single-category spiritual medicines.

Some of the special thousand-year-old elixirs in the pill recipe must be found by monks outside.

"Yes."

After Lü Song responded, he followed Chen Shouyi into the Jubao Hall.

Wang Zhu and Li Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at each other with lingering fear. They couldn't help but hope that the gatekeeper's mission would be completed quickly and that they could avoid Lu Song.

A few more days passed.

The daily rotation task of this gatekeeper Taoist boy will end tomorrow.

Just when the two thought that the storm was over and Wang Zhu was about to admit that he was unlucky, Qin Yue, the deputy head of Jubao Hall, came to the gate again.

She was still dressed in white and looked at the two people guarding the gate.

Seeing this, Wang Zhu and Li Mo couldn't help but feel worried, fearing that they would be implicated again.

"You two have received a lot of punishment from the Lu family these days because of me, right?"

Li Mo was a little embarrassed. He was just a little nervous, but nothing happened.

Wang Zhuze immediately burst into tears of grievance, and his nose was covered with snot bubbles. He hated Lu Song so much that his teeth were itching.

"These twenty spirit stones, divide them between the two of you. This is my compensation to you. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me."

Say it.

Deputy Hall Master Qin Yue dropped the spirit stone and walked away, leaving Li Mo and Wang Zhu standing in front of the gate with an expression of disbelief on their faces.

Wang Zhu wiped away her tears, as if she no longer felt wronged, and looked at Li Mo.

"We each have ten spirit stones, let's divide it up."

"Well, your loss is too great. Why don't you just forget it? It's easy for me to talk to you."

Although Li Mo felt a little reluctant, he still said it with loyalty.

Although he was greedy for these spirit stones, according to the market price, ten spirit stones were equivalent to ten taels of gold, one hundred taels of silver, and one hundred thousand copper coins, but he really didn't lose much this time.

On the contrary, Wang Zhu's loss was real, and he felt a little embarrassed to take these spirit stones.

It is worth mentioning here that the exchange of spirit stones and silver is based on the value of silver essence and spirit stones, not the regulations of Qian Kingdom.

For monks, silver is a commodity.

For mortals, spirit stones are a luxury and can even be made into ornaments such as jade pendants, seals, pendants, and hairpins.

"No need to say more."

Wang Zhu wiped away his tears and seemed to have matured a lot.

"Li Mo, I have decided that from now on I will not coexist with these people from aristocratic families! After so many days, I can see that you are also a person with great ambitions. I hope that we can have the opportunity to work together in the future!"

In the end, the two of them shared the windfall equally at the end of the mission.

Li Mo saw it.

Wang Zhu has been completely drawn into the vortex from now on, and he will definitely go to find the Master Qin.

"As for my side, let's forget about it. Now that I have the help of Piaomiao Dream, I'd better stay away from the vortex of the fighting between the two sides as much as possible and keep a low profile and practice diligently. Besides, my goal is to become an inspector of the Ministry of Destiny and live a life of justice and saving the world, not to meditate and practice here and fight among the powerful families."

While thinking this, Li Mo had already arrived near the dormitory and waved goodbye to Wang Zhu.

(End of this chapter)