Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 88 Lin has guarded the border of Shihu.

The sky was bright.

Deacon Luo arrived at the inn with a hunched back.

Yu Qing and Chen Xiangzhu followed closely behind, with the latter deliberately bringing Yan Jin along.

"I have brought the Crimson Heart Pill for you all."

The old deacon glanced at Lin Shu again without showing any emotion, but still couldn't detect anything unusual. He could only suppress his thoughts and ask, "Do you want to convert it all into pills, or save some to prepare for exchanging for magic artifacts later?"

No matter how many tricks this person has up their sleeve.

However, the scent of the spiritual liquid used to build up one's foundation in this low-grade internal technique cannot be faked.

The upper limit is fixed.

"Let's exchange ten bottles first."

Lin Shu handed back the book containing records of various magical artifacts: "I plan to exchange the remaining two hundred and fifty points for a set of communication mother-child stones."

This item is the cheapest in the book, but it cannot be considered a true ritual implement.

The mother stone is valued at 100 points, and the daughter stone at 50 points each. The former can transmit sound, while the latter, in addition to receiving messages, can also be crushed to warn the mother stone.

The effective range is not large, roughly covering only from the earthen city to the surrounding beacon towers.

Very few people would replace this thing.

After all, those who hold the stone cannot use this magical artifact to transmit messages; most of the time, they crush it to call for help.

But how could a descendant of immortals risk his life to go to the border to rescue a few disciples?

"Hehe, that's thoughtful of you."

Deacon Luo drooped his eyelids and seemingly gave a compliment.

This kid may be clever enough and has considerable strength, but that immortal descendant is his biggest burden.

Instead of using merit points to improve their strength, they waste them on this kind of thing.

Aside from demons, who would dare to attack the immortals at Yongzhou Pass?

If they really encountered a demon, let alone whether this little immortal would even have the chance to crush the stone.

Even if you, surnamed Lin, were to come here, it wouldn't change anything except for another life being lost.

"I happen to have a few on me, here you go."

With a flick of his wide sleeve, Deacon Luo produced four white pebbles that appeared on the counter.

One of them was much larger than the others, and it was clearly the mother stone.

He looked up and noticed that the young man didn't seem inclined to take it, so he asked in confusion, "Is something wrong?"

"This is old."

Lin Shu said seriously, "Let me recycle these unused magical artifacts. I'll collect at least one more stone."

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The hunchbacked old man's face twitched, and he instinctively wanted to scold him.

But seeing the young man's calm expression, he felt inexplicably guilty. After hesitating for a moment, he flicked his sleeve and placed another stone on the table.

Take it, take it, there will come a time when you'll have to spit it all out!

Lin Shu then accepted all the mother and child stones, as if she had tasted the sweetness of success.

His gaze then fell on the jade ring on the old man's thumb: "This storage ring looks quite new, steward."

He had seen this thing in the book before.

A storage bag costs 1,000 points, while a storage ring costs 2,500 points.

"What's wrong?" Deacon Luo asked, startled.

"What about the old one?" Lin Shu licked her slightly dry lips.

"I fucking threw the old one away!"

Deacon Luo almost laughed out of anger, not to mention whether this kid had noticed anything amiss.

Even if they did discover something, there's no evidence, and they're trying to blackmail me!

The old man suddenly turned around, and despite his hunchback, he swiftly rushed out of the inn.

We need to find a way to get rid of this kid as soon as possible; it's so annoying to look at him.

"what?"

Yu Sheng, who was not even as tall as the counter, clung to the table legs and looked up with a face full of curiosity.

The two are connected by blood and essence, so there is no need for this mother-child stone.

Not far away.

Chen Xiangzhu's mood became even more excited.

Compared to Deacon Luo's sarcastic and insincere remarks, she, as a descendant of immortals, had a different perspective.

If this young man can be so loyal to a deformed child born with congenital defects, wouldn't he be just as loyal if he could be recruited and rewarded?

"Have you remembered everything I told you before?"

"My good disciple, if you can recruit him, I will reward you with a bottle of Crimson Heart Pills."

Chen Xiangzhu turned to the side and whispered.

Yan Jin stood behind with a complicated expression.

She was not good at socializing and was a newcomer, so she was the last to hear about it.

As expected of Brother Lin.

With a single move, he killed four Foundation Establishment cultivators.

They quickly established a foothold in Yongzhou Pass and once again became a highly sought-after commodity.

True geniuses remain dazzling even in larger territories!

"Don't forget, he is a disciple of the Yu family. Even if he wants to switch sects, it's none of your business to interfere."

Yu Qing went to the counter and took ten bottles of Jiangxin Pills.

Although he also wanted to recruit Lin Shu, he had lost face yesterday and now found it difficult to speak up.

I don't have anything good in my hands right now.

Once the disciples have accumulated enough merit, they can exchange it for a magical artifact, which will then be able to attract this young man.

While we're at it, let's observe this person's true skill level further.

"Ignore him, go quickly. Don't skip a single word I told you!"

Chen Xiangzhu raised an eyebrow, a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.

Yan Jin swallowed hard.

She didn't think Brother Lin was the type to be subservient to others, much less abandon his original master for a little favor.

Moreover, aside from those vague promises, Master had not prepared any substantial benefits.

What the other party gave was Yan Jin herself.

"Heh."

Yan Jin didn't think Brother Lin would be interested in her, but the thought of saying these things in public made her uneasy.

She felt as if her self-esteem was being crushed and trampled on.

"Come here for a second."

Just then, Lin Shu suddenly waved to her.

Yan Jin paused for a moment, then instinctively took a step towards the counter.

Chen Xiangzhu smiled more, while Yu Qing frowned slightly.

"Take it."

Under Yan Jin's questioning gaze, Lin Shu handed over a small stone: "If anything happens while guarding the pass, just crush it."

"I—" The silk-weaving wolf suddenly seemed lost in thought.

After the young man said those words, Chen Xiangzhu was even more delighted, and her eyes held a hint of urging.

Then, she saw Lin Shu take out another pebble.

"Please give this to your fellow disciples; anyone who wants it can have it."

"After crushing the stone and killing the enemy cultivator, I will only take 80% of the credit and give him 20%."

Lin Shu acted quite magnanimously.

But his actions caused the smile on Chen Xiangzhu's face to melt away like snowflakes, quickly turning her face ashen and cold.

"You dare steal food from my mouth?"

She stood with her hands at her sides, seemingly in disbelief, when suddenly the spider-leg-like hair ornaments at the back of her head all jutted forward.

Even I only took 50% before.

This brat dared to lay his hand on the Chen family's achievements right in front of her, a descendant of immortals!

Yu Sheng immediately understood what Lin Shu meant.

She climbed onto the chair, crossed her arms, and, taking advantage of the young man's presence, glared back defiantly: "Little Spider, you're not convinced?"

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Chen Xiangzhu stared at the little guy, her breathing gradually becoming rapid.

She initially underestimated him.

This is because the deformed child had been abandoned by the Yu family and could not possibly have received the inherited spiritual light.

But now, with Lin Shu's presence, Yu Sheng has already earned the first ray of spiritual light, and there is a high possibility of a second and a third.

In this way, even if its status is not as high as Yu Qing's and the others, this little thing still has a glimmer of hope.

Therefore, they should still be regarded as descendants of the Yu family immortals.

Of course, this is on the premise that the person surnamed Lin is still alive.

"Little Mountain God is joking. If you really have that ability, feel free to try and win it. I will not stop you! However, Yongzhou Pass is too dangerous. Your disciple is too overreaching. Be careful that something might happen to him."

Chen Xiangzhu sneered repeatedly, her eyes full of threat.

She angrily waved her hand and turned to leave with her disciples.

"What are you looking at?"

Yu Qing suddenly panicked. He turned to the two Foundation Establishment disciples and said, "Come with me!"

They were clearly thinking about how to divide up Yu Sheng's meager possessions, but now the other party was so audacious as to dare to covet their achievements.

This is utterly upside down!

But he couldn't think of a solution for the time being.

Even though he ordered his disciples not to accept Zishi, he wasn't a clairvoyant and couldn't keep an eye on things all the time.

When faced with a true life-or-death crisis, Yu Qing was unsure whether his orders would still be effective.

"yes!"

The two disciples quickly bowed their heads and hurriedly followed their master out.

But his expression still showed much hesitation.

If I remember correctly, Lin Shu seems to have two small stones left.

The group of people hurriedly left.

Lin Shu also put away the ten bottles of Crimson Heart Pills on the table, and casually tossed the remaining two stones to Yu Sheng: "Give them to those two when they come over."

"Will they really dare to come?"

Yu Sheng scratched his head in confusion. Looking at the two men's timid appearance, they didn't seem like they would dare to disobey Yu Qing.

Lin Shu did not respond, but simply smiled casually.

He didn't care whether the four stones could be given away or not, otherwise he wouldn't have handed them to Yan Jin in front of Chen Xiangzhu.

With their master intervening, even if Yan Jin wanted to give it, her fellow disciples wouldn't dare accept it.

The purpose of today's action is simply to let these disciples see it and leave an impression.

If someone dies again.

These disciples are like drowning people, instinctively grabbing any plank of wood that can save them.

When that time comes, they won't need anyone else to accept them; they'll all secretly find a time to ask Yu Sheng for them.

Lin Shu should prepare more stones.

This allows them to make full use of their rest and rotation time to actively earn money through good deeds and bad deeds.

"Ugh."

Last night's events made Lin Shu realize her own insignificance once again, bringing her back to reality from the joy of her sudden surge in power.

This place is not Blackwater City, so there is nothing to seal it off.

This means that the entire Yongzhou region, and even the Liang Kingdom, along with the opposing Great Shun Dynasty, are all affected.

Those renowned cultivators, as well as immortal demons, could descend upon Yongzhou Pass at any time.

Having only embarked on my cultivation journey for a few dozen days, how could I dare to slack off?

Take Gu Nanzhi as an example. Even if we help her escape the border, would she be safe once she reaches Da Shun on the other side?

She exudes a demonic aura, making her a "medicinal herb" wherever she goes.

Being taken away by demons was, in comparison, the best possible outcome. But from then on, they could only live a life of hiding and eking out a living, never to see the light of day again.

After witnessing this scene firsthand, Lin Shu naturally wanted to seize every opportunity to make money through good deeds and bad deeds, and was unwilling to rest peacefully for seven days.

If I were to experience the same treatment someday, at least I would still have some ability to fight back.

"I'm going upstairs to rest and recuperate for a while."

He walked out of the counter and went up to the second floor.

The inn has two floors and can provide accommodation as well as sell meals.

Yongzhou Pass is not only for immortals and cultivators, but also for merchants with valid documents and all kinds of tourists. All of these are recorded in the duty jade slip to avoid accidental harm.

The jade slip also contains various records about cultivators.

It's somewhat similar to a beginner's guide for disciples arriving at Yongzhou Pass. The content is broad but not detailed enough, mainly to help people quickly understand the place.

"call."

Lin Shu went to a guest room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and took out the Crimson Heart Pill.

One bottle is equivalent to twenty years of arduous cultivation, worth 100 merit points, and can only be obtained by guarding the pass for three rounds.

In other words, an ordinary cultivator, if they diligently guard the gates, can only earn eight bottles a year.

He poured out the blood-red pill, examined it carefully for a moment, and only after confirming that it did not have a nauseating taste did he put it in his mouth.

Just as Yan Jin said, how could pills made with human lives be supplied to everyone without any restrictions?

The fact that Gu Nanzhi, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was only qualified as an "auxiliary medicine" is enough to show how precious those pills were.

Soon, the potent medicinal power dissolved on the tip of the tongue.

On the nine-story jade tower where the Dao Foundation manifested, raindrops gradually fell, filling the spiritual sea within.

Lin Shu's current cultivation level is just breaking through the seventh level and advancing to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

The last two levels are the most difficult to break through, requiring vast spiritual power to overcome.

"Twenty years."

Lin Shu circulated the Azure Bird Guardian Technique, a look of emotion flashing across his eyes.

After swallowing a bottle of elixir, the seventh level of the jade tower was filled at a visible speed.

Without further hesitation, he opened all the medicine bottles with a wave of his hand, and crimson pills soared into the air one after another.

Even if an ordinary cultivator possesses the Crimson Heart Pill, they must take it gradually. One bottle per month is the limit; any more than that will risk shaking their foundation and making their cultivation unstable.

Fortunately—

One's own body is a flawless foundation of the Way.

Lin Shu finally understood the significance of Shan Gong's careful consideration back then.

This jade tower, as solid as a mountain, can accommodate all rivers, ensuring that there will be no problems on the path to foundation building.

Bottles of pills were quickly swallowed.

The spiritual energy surged like a vast ocean, crashing through the barrier and quickly filling it.

The eighth floor, then the ninth floor.

Until all seven bottles of pills were used up.

The entire nine-story jade building was now radiating spiritual light.

Foundation building complete!

These rays of light followed the veins of the bluebird, surging all the way to the small platform at the top, no wider than a palm, where they gathered into tiny points of light with all their might.

The point of light lasted only a moment before silently shattering.

Lin Shu suddenly felt a deep sense of despair.

That wasn't his own mindset.

Instead, he saw that after the path to enlightenment was severed, his entire spiritual energy seemed to be lamenting.

There is a chance of forming a core with the lower three grades of internal cultivation techniques, but the hope is extremely slim. It would probably require a lot of rare and precious materials and a great stroke of luck.

This is the most arduous path.

"Luckily, I'm not really a low-ranking official."

Lin Shu shook her head in relief.

This was his first time cultivating on his own, without relying on external aids, and he felt quite grounded.

But just experiencing it once is enough.

He waved his hand and summoned four and a half strings of white jade coins.

Good deeds and bad money are both earned through hard work, so why doesn't that count as effort?

Why bother with so many things when it comes to spiritual practice?

[Foundation Building Stage 8. Azure Bird Guardian Technique: Perfection]

The Crimson Heart Elixir replaced good deeds, helping this method to be perfected.

"Come!"

Lin Shu's mind stirred slightly, and four and a half strings of merit flowed into the Azure Phoenix statue.

In an instant, Yu Lou was struck by inspiration once again!

The nine layers of spiritual sea surged within, their number unchanged, but their color became significantly darker, indicating a surge in the spiritual energy content within.

[Foundation Building Stage 7. Azure Bird Guardian Technique: Perfection]

There is still a lot of good deeds left, and the infusion has not stopped.

The spiritual sea gradually stopped turbulent, like the surface of a liquid, slightly covered with a warm, jade-like luster.

It hasn't completely transformed, but it has begun to move from a clear, watery texture towards a more creamy, smooth consistency.

"As long as it can be transformed into Jade Liquid, the chance of forming a Core will greatly increase, and it can also obtain a new spiritual root."

Lin Shu opened her eyes.

He sensed the jubilation in the spiritual sea; it was as if they had rediscovered hope.

At most, twenty or thirty strings of good deeds can help one's inner cultivation break through to the sixth rank and enter the middle third rank.

I'm very close to reaching the Core Formation stage!

Lin Shu suppressed her emotions, got up and left the guest room, heading downstairs.

"Um?"

He was somewhat dazed as soon as he came downstairs.

The inn was packed with people, most of whom looked to be laborers in coarse clothes, some of whom were carrying mining tools.

These people were not cultivators, but they seemed to have all practiced some kind of technique. Their movements were much more agile than ordinary people, and they had a hint of martial arts.

On all twenty-odd tables, there were bowls of rice in wooden basins, four or five side dishes, and two or three kinds of meat dishes.

The most eye-catching thing is that in the very center of each table is a bowl of glistening, oily braised pork knuckle.

Is this an inn or a banquet?

Watching this group of people wolfing down their food.

Lin Shu's lips twitched involuntarily.

He looked at Yu Sheng behind the counter.

I'm very curious about what the other party did during those seven days.