Starting from the scattered cultivator family, daily intelligence

Chapter 16, Mortals and Monks
"I see. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qi, for clearing up my confusion."

After listening to Qi Zhaoju's words, Mu Yunsheng knew that the monks from the Chensha Gang gathered in the attic had nothing to do with Mu Qinghu, and he put his worries aside.

Although he had admiration for the old man withered snake he mentioned, he did not regard him as the goal of his own practice. This had been the case since he took his first step into Qi Refining practice at the age of ten.

"Haha~ Regret~ What's there to regret? I'm going to die today anyway, so I'll just say it."

"I joined the Chensha Gang at the age of eighteen. Every month, I pay at least one low-grade spirit stone as a dues to the gang. Seventy percent of my income from working at the docks is also paid to the gang."

"As for you, Old Man Kushe, we did the work and you collected the spirit stones. Fellow Daoist Huang followed you to negotiate, but was killed in the wilderness and his body was eaten by wild beasts."

"But you refused to give a single spirit stone, forcing Huang Daoyou's wife and daughter to sell themselves to Hua Lianlou in Qihefang Market. Is there anyone like you who is the leader of a gang?"

"I regret why I joined your Shensha Gang, or why I chose to practice cultivation. Perhaps being a wealthy man in the secular world would be good too."

From the attic floor, angry shouts were heard again, but this time it was a young man's voice, and his tone was tragic and full of deep resentment.

Outside the blue brick courtyard, mortals knelt down and begged for immortality. Inside the blue brick courtyard, monks shouted in anger that they wished they had never started practicing.

"Ha ha……."

Mu Yunsheng looked at a rock in the Chensha Gang courtyard that was engraved with the words "Help each other" and couldn't help but smile.

"You're looking for death!" An old man's angry shout rang out from the attic.

"Boom!" Then a young man in his thirties flew out from the attic, black blood flowing out of his mouth, his pupils dilated, and he was dead.

"Wow~Wow~" Figures swayed in the attic, and the monks in the room came out one by one. Leading the way was a skinny old man wearing a black robe and holding a snake staff. Wrapped on the snake staff was a rotten white poisonous snake that looked like dead bones.

The old man holding the snake staff is the leader of the Chensha Gang, the old man Kushe who is at the seventh level of Qi Refining. As for his name, no one knows it anymore.

"Qi Zhaojue greets the gang leader." Qi Zhaoju saw the old man with dried snake coming out and hurriedly bowed his head to salute.

"Junior Mu Yunsheng, junior Shui Lin'er, nice to meet you, Senior Kushe." Mu Yunsheng and Shui Lin'er also bowed.

"Who are you two and what are you doing in my Chensha Gang?" The old man with withered snake stood in the courtyard, glanced at the dead young man, turned the snake staff in his hand and looked at Mu Yunsheng and Shui Lin'er, and asked in a cold voice.

"Hiss~hiss~" The poisonous snake on the snake staff, which was only as thick as an ordinary person's thumb and seemed to be made of dry bones, also raised its upper body and spit out its black tongue at Mu Yunsheng and Shui Lin'er.

As Mu Yunsheng saluted, he felt a chill running through his bones under the gaze of the old man Kushe. His muscles tensed and his hair stood on end.

An immense sense of crisis arose in his heart, and he dared not move at all. He had an instinctive intuition that the old man withered snake posed a huge threat to him, and he had no power to resist at all.

Tianlong was also in Mu Yunsheng's sleeve pocket. He stiffened his body and was filled with fear of the dry and poisonous snake on the snake staff of the old man with withered snake, which was only as thick as a thumb.

"Boss, this is me and my fiancée, Shui Lin'er, a disciple of Fairy Taohua." A tall and strong middle-aged man, like a tiger, stood in front of Mu Yunsheng and Shui Lin'er, blocking the coldness that the old man with withered snake was pressing towards them.

This middle-aged man is Mu Yunsheng's father, Mu Qinghu, also known as the Tiger of the Mu Family.

"So it's your Mu family's Hongque. Fairy Peach Blossom's disciple truly possesses a jasper-like aura. What a match!" Old Man Kushe said with a cold, gaunt smile, his face gaunt and aged. He then instructed a female cultivator beside him. "Yan'er, since the Qinghu family's Hongque has come to see him, it's up to you and your fellow gang members to finish off the traitor Chen Moyang."

"Remember not to let go of any of Chen Moyang's direct bloodline or descendants with spiritual roots. Once you join our Chensha Gang, it's not easy to quit. If this gets out, people will laugh at you."

After the old man withered snake said this, he glanced at the monks from the Chensha Gang in the courtyard with his eyes as cold as a poisonous snake, and then he started to leave.

"Yes, godfather." The female monk beside him, called Yan'er, hurriedly saluted and responded respectfully. After the figure of the old man Kushe disappeared from her sight, she stood up and summoned the monks of the Chensha Gang in the courtyard to leave.

But when he left, there was a strange and unclear look in his eyes, and he glanced at Mu Yunsheng and Mu Qinghu.

However, Mu Qinghu looked away with a guilty look in his eyes.

"Huh~" Mu Yunsheng watched the figure of the old man withered snake leave the courtyard and disappear from his sight. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

For the first time, he deeply felt the horror of the cultivators in the late Qi Refining stage. Facing the two bandits from Miaoshan who were in the middle Qi Refining stage, he still mustered up the courage to fight them, and even managed to kill them by chance.

But when facing the old man Kushe who was in the late stage of Qi Refining, Mu Yunsheng felt only endless threats and pressure in his heart, just like a little white rabbit in the mouth of a tiger, with no power to resist at all.

"Sheng'er, why are you here? I don't have any spirit stones to practice with." Mu Qinghu turned and looked at Mu Yunsheng and asked. As he spoke, he took off the spirit stone bag from his waist and planned to give some spirit stones to Mu Yunsheng. At the same time, he smiled at Xiao Lin'er and said, "Xiao Lin'er is here too."

"Uncle Mu!" Shui Lin'er saluted and called out obediently.

"Haha~ Okay, this is the spirit stone Uncle Mu gave you. I'll ask Brother Yunsheng to take you to Qihe Market later." Mu Qinghu smiled and took out a spirit stone from the bag and handed it to Shui Lin'er.

Then he looked at the spirit stone bag which had seven low-grade spirit stones left, his expression conflicted for a moment, glanced at Shui Lin'er beside Mu Yunsheng, and handed them all to Mu Yunsheng.

"Uncle Mu, I don't want it. My master has already given me the spirit stones. Xiao Lin'er has the use of the spirit stones." Shui Lin'er refused repeatedly and even hid behind Mu Yunsheng.

"Okay, father, I came to see you because I have something to tell you." Mu Yunsheng said, taking a low-grade spirit stone handed to him by Mu Qinghu and stuffing it into Shui Lin'er's hand, without touching the spirit stone bag in Mu Qinghu's hand.

Mu Qinghu is only forty-seven years old now, and his cultivation path has not yet been exhausted. He also needs spirit stones to purchase cultivation resources.

Moreover, the technique he practiced was a physical cultivation technique he had obtained by chance in his early years, not the Taixu Five Elements Food Qi Sutra passed down in the Mu family, and it required more training resources to assist in his practice.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qinghu asked. Without taking back the spirit stone bag, he directly stuffed it into Mu Yunsheng's hand without being as polite as he was to Shui Lin'er.

"Xiao Lin'er came to visit me at Yuxu Spiritual Field the day before yesterday and was robbed and killed by two bandits from Miaoshan." Mu Yunsheng replied, and did not return the bag of spirit stones that Mu Qinghu had forced into his hands.

Anyway, the two bandits from Miao Mountain hid seventeen low-grade spirit stones in the inheritance of Luoxia Mountain.

"What are these two bandits from Miao Mountain who dared to rob and kill Xiao Lin'er? I will go and inform your eldest uncle and gather the family's law enforcement team to kill the two bandits from Miao Mountain and destroy their inheritance in Luoxia Mountain."

Mu Qinghu shouted angrily, his eyes flashing like a tiger about to come down the mountain to eat people. Although he was angry in his heart, he showed his ferocity and anger.

In fact, half of it was for Shui Lin'er to see. Tigers have never been reckless animals.

(End of this chapter)