I have a long pupil

Chapter 156

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In the early morning, the melodious bells echoed throughout the city.

In the dense fog, Li Erlang opened the wooden window and looked into the distance.

The window was covered with white mist, and he couldn't see anything clearly a hundred meters away, but he knew that the bell was coming from Lushan Academy.

Since he was a child, he has woken up to the sound of the bell.

But at that time, there were still scholars living in the academy, from all over Huaizhou, and all of them had small assets in their families.

He came from a commoner background, Lushan Academy, he only dared to think about it.

But now, the bell on the mountain still rings.

But the people inside are replaced by master practitioners, who can determine life and death with just one thought.

Lushan Academy,

He can't even think about it now.

"Ho ho..."

There was a groaning sound from the wooden bed. It was his nearly fifty-year-old mother, with a thin face, dull eyes, and a bad smell on her body.

Li Erlang hurried forward, leaned his ear close, and asked in a low voice, "Mother... what did you say?"

"hungry."

It took the old man a long time to mumble a word.

After hearing this, Li Erlang turned pale.

Since the arrival of the smog disaster, the lives of the people have deteriorated day by day. The exchange of goods and materials in various places has been interrupted, and food prices have soared.

He used to help out in a restaurant, and the boss was kind, and he would let the guys pack the leftover meals to give the family a living.

But now that the plague is everywhere, he has also run out of rice.

This kind of plague made people panic. I heard that those infected with the plague would turn into evil spirits that cannibalize human flesh. Wu Laoshi next door secretly ate his whole family.

Is a person, are afraid.

His old mother was not infected with the epidemic, but after the smog disaster came, she didn't see the sun all year round, and the damp and mold in the house made her sick.

There are so many old people who have passed away like this.

Thinking of this, Li Erlang's heart felt like a knife. Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the window, he gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.

He couldn't afford the money for medical treatment.

Nowadays, the price of medicine is soaring, and ordinary people can't afford it at all.

But at least let my old lady have a full meal.

"Master, please do me..."

Li Erlang ran to the side of the road, didn't even look at it, knelt down and kowtowed, tears streaming down his nose, "Please give me a stutter, my mother is going to starve to death."

He knew who these people were.

The servants of the yamen have already explained that these are high-ranking monks and lords, and it is the glory of Lushan City to gather here.

Anyone who dares to offend the guests will be expelled from the mountain city to feed the wild dogs.

But Li Erlang didn't want to wait for death, this was his only way.

He didn't dare to look up, he could only see the black leather boots of the person in front of him, and then a gentle voice sounded in his ear.

"Cui Daochang..."

"It's alright, I know."

"Boy, let's go to Changchun to watch. The porridge is being given out there, and I can help you find a job."

Sugar palm!

A token was thrown underfoot.

Li Erlang quickly picked it up and held it tightly in his arms.

He knew where Changchun Temple was, and he also knew that he finally had a way out.

He raised his head hastily, but saw several figures disappearing into the thick fog, so he had to bow down one after another, "Thank you, sir!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Zhang Biao sighed slightly.

Seeing this, Old Taoist Cui shook his head and said, "In troubled times, people are as cheap as dogs. This Lushan City is fairly stable, but there is really no hope of survival in Luzhou."

Zheng Yongxiang also looked gloomy, "On the way here, I saw that some trees were dead, but some poisonous weeds that love shade were extremely prosperous."

"Three years of smog disaster, I am afraid that many people will not be able to survive this year..."

Zhang Biao did not speak, but looked at the sky.

After talking with the elders of the Five Immortals Sect yesterday, I stayed up all night.

As the elder said,
Knowing more is not necessarily a good thing.

Just like the mist disaster to ordinary people, the sect monks in this world are also helpless in the face of the plunder of those powerful beings.

Fate is like a tide,

Everyone is involuntary.

what he can do,

Only take one step at a time.

The only good thing last night was reaching an agreement with the Five Immortals Sect to plant spiritual fields by themselves and exchange the refreshing grass for precious medicine.

He is not surprised that the Five Immortals have precious medicines.

Although the spiritual energy has been cut off for thousands of years, there are always special exceptions. He can find the Sanming Huozhi, and there will always be some treasures left by chance in the Daxue Mountain full of rare treasures.

As for Nuomian Xiongbo, don't think about it for now.

The Daxue Mountain has so many monsters that it can open up caves, and it is no surprise that it turns into ghosts and gods after death.

The Five Immortals Sect must have existences similar to the Liuling God Realm, and even their local snakes can barely protect themselves. It is conceivable that the spirit world there is terrifying.

After the auction, they went back to plant the spiritual fields.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao no longer hesitated, and took Cui Laodao and Zheng Yongxiang to stride towards the mountain road.

As Cui Laodao said, although it is simple, it can be regarded as a grand event after the recovery of spiritual energy. Almost all the practitioners from Huaizhou rushed to it.

His reputation has spread.

The monks I saw along the way almost avoided them one after another.

Zhang Biao didn't care either, the eyes of spiritual vision kept running.

With his current cultivation base, when he inspected these low-level monks, the loss of energy and spirit was minimal, and what he saw was an eye-opener.

The skinny old man in front is a spirit witch.

Different from Yu Ziqing's incense master Liu Ling, this old man was actually favored by a snake spirit, and the old man with little ability was also backlashed, and he didn't have a few years to live.

But the combination of the two makes life very nourishing in the countryside.

This kind of folk witches is very common, there is no authentic method, and the life span is shorter than ordinary people, but they can live comfortably.

The man on the left is a mountain guard.

Originally a hunter in the mountains, with high martial arts skills, awakened ghosts can communicate with the elves in the mountains with spiritual thoughts, it is very suitable for the tiger temple technique...

The monks farther away came from Lianhuazong, traveled the world, tempered their minds with asceticism, hoping to inherit the Buddha's treasure.

Zhang Biao now knows a lot.

The so-called Buddha treasure, even if it is a magic weapon similar to the spiritual root, you can awaken the so-called Buddha power by paying some price.

But it is still far from the spiritual root.

Hu Yunhai concealed some things last night, but Zhang Biao knew that these people were willing to be controlled by door-to-door control, mostly for the cultivation methods and spiritual roots after the foundation-building period.

The spiritual root is the condition for stepping into the foundation.

He has won the blood spirit root, and it is of a high level, which can accommodate two kinds of supernatural powers. It was damaged when he crossed the spirit world, and now he can only accommodate one kind of supernatural power.

The spiritual roots are there, but the exercises are nowhere to be seen.

According to what Hu Yunhai said, Xuanyangzong and Fang Xiangzong's inner sects were all going to prevent the unknown being from taking the fruit. If he wanted to find the follow-up exercises, he might have to find the remains of these people first.

"I have seen Tai Sui Daoist friend..."

While Zhang Biao was deep in thought, a voice came from the front, it was Gu Chou who had set up his own Baiyun Jiange.

Today, he is very enthusiastic. When meeting, he bent down and cupped his hands, and said with a smile on his face: "Two days ago, Fellow Daoist Tai Sui really showed his might, you can be called a hero!"

Zhang Biao was speechless, "Just do as you please."

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Gu Chou didn't care. He took a step forward and said in a low voice: "The four families of Huaizhou, Zheng, Wang, Liu, and Bai. The Wang family has been punished by Xuandu Temple for provoking monsters. They have retreated from Lushan City. The Bai family Adjacent to Bozhou, the road is far away, and no one has been sent."

"If Taisui Taoist friends are interested in the inheritance of the Tiger Temple, I will definitely help you."

Zhang Biao's face remained unchanged, "What does Master Gu Xiang want?"

Gu Qiu cupped his hands slightly, "Mr. Tai Sui, don't get me wrong, I just admire him and make friends."

After that, he nodded and smiled and left.

Watching the other party go away, Cui Laodao sucked his teeth, "This Gu Qiu, no wonder he can get along in the capital, he really knows how to flatter."

Zheng Yongxiang's face was full of vigilance, "You are not arrogant in a high position, and you can bend and stretch. Immortal Master, you must be careful about this person in the future."

Zhang Biao said calmly, "Don't worry, I know."

While speaking, several people had already entered the academy.

Today's academy, the atmosphere is extremely dignified, there are heavy guards outside the gate, and even a new disciple of Xuandu Temple appeared.

Old Daoist Cui said in a low voice: "After the matter of the Killing Sect, Daoist Xuchen has already taken over the auction today, so I don't have to worry about it, old Daoist."

"What about the elders of the Tiger Temple?"

"Not yet..."

Just as he was speaking, the young Taoist who was the head of the hall that day had strode over and made a salute, "Mr. Tai Sui, you are today's honored guest. Uncle Shi specially reserved a seat for you, please come with me."

"I haven't asked for advice yet."

"Xiaodao Lingxun."

Others treated each other with courtesy, Zhang Biao naturally would not be polite, and followed Ling Xun through the side door of the hall under the envious eyes of the surrounding monks.

The venue of the auction is in the lecture hall of the Academy.

In this world, Confucian scholars have the custom of discriminating scriptures, which is a bit like a ring. One person goes forward to explain the classics, while the other comes up to argue.

Therefore, there is a circular stone platform in the center of the lecture hall, surrounded by white jade pillars, and tables and chairs are placed under the platform.

It can be seen that Xuanduguan has spent a lot of money this time.

Near the lecture hall, a sacrificial altar has been erected. Several Taoists sat in the altar, burning incense and chanting mantras, which not only dispersed the dense fog in the lecture hall, but also ensured the safety of the auction.

Zhang Biao's seat is naturally at the front.

Next to him was an old man in Chinese clothes with a refined temperament. He first smiled and nodded at Zhang Biao, then looked at Zheng Yongxiang, "Yongxiang, Moyang City, most of the clan will be entrusted to you. From now on, we need to communicate with each other and come and go frequently."

"Thank you, Uncle Huainan."

Zheng Yongxiang's eyes were full of excitement, and he bowed his hands respectfully.

He knew that he borrowed Zhang Biao's prestige.

Seeing Xuanduguan's attitude towards Zhang Biao, the Zheng family will naturally not suppress him easily.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the venue.

I saw a middle-aged Taoist striding forward, with a tall figure, walking with wind, and his brows were full of majesty.

"I've seen Elder Xu Chen!"

"I have seen the elders!"

Many monks saluted one after another, and even the city lord Zheng Huainan and Cui Laodao stood up.

Zhang Biao nodded slightly, and activated the eyes of spiritual vision.

This person is a second-rank Huang rank, and his cultivation is about the same as that of Ling Chong.

Zhang Biao was not surprised either. It didn't take long for the spiritual energy to recover. These elders of the sect had similar cultivation bases to the disciples of the sect, and some even damaged their own foundations to speed up their practice.

He knew that these people knew that they had missed the opportunity, and most of them were paving the way for the continuation of the sect and the disciples.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Tai Sui is really extraordinary."

Taoist Xuchen spoke very boldly, sat directly in front of Zhang Biao, shook his head and said, "It was supposed to visit earlier, but something happened at Yunxia Pass, so it was delayed."

Zhang Biao frowned, "Is the corpse plague man-made?"

Xu Chen nodded, his face became serious, "It's a life-killing sacrifice, the one who was behind the scenes, it should be Pei Tu, the protector of the right, and Li Mingshu sneaked into this place, probably to cooperate with the inside and outside, fortunately, fellow Taoists took action."

As he spoke, he smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I would also like to thank fellow Taoists. Duliang Mountain has already succeeded. That thing is very important to my view of Xuandu, and I will present it with an ancient magic weapon later."

"The Daoist is polite."

Although Zhang Biao was curious, he didn't ask much.

Soon, monks from all sides entered the arena one after another.

The young Taoist Ling Xun jumped onto the stone platform, gave a salute to all directions, and said loudly: "The world is renewed, although there is mist and disasters, but the world of practice has shown signs of vitality. I, Xuandu Guan, wish to protect you all. Is there any communication?"

"This time, some things have been brought in from Guannei, including spiritual materials, talismans, and papers, which can be regarded as attracting jade."

After that, he ordered people to carry a mouthful of boxes.

There are not only evil residues in it, but also refined detoxification and evil pills, and even some talismans.

Of course, the most popular ones were those blank talisman papers, which were exquisitely made, which made Zhang Biao feel ashamed, so he immediately exchanged some of them with the remaining bone demon powder.

Ling Xun speaks decently and is very good at enlivening the atmosphere.

Unknowingly, the atmosphere of the auction reached a climax.

This is the case for monks, who spend most of their time practicing alone, especially those present here are considered pioneers, and there are really few opportunities to get together.

Finally, all the items released by Xuandu Temple were sold out, and Ling Xun's face became serious, "I know why you are here, I respectfully invite Senior Yuan."

As soon as the words fell, the side room opened with a creak, and an old man coughed non-stop, and slowly walked up the stone platform...

(End of this chapter)