Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 195 Change
"The reason why junior brother is not allowed to register with the sect is to avoid these embarrassing things." Lan Cai looked at him and smiled: "Of course, if junior brother wants to register, you can, and I can escort you to the sect tomorrow. "

After saying that, Lan Caishen concentrated on grilling the mutton skewers.

He believed that Li Changsheng was a smart man and would not put shackles on himself just for the sake of an identity, especially since he had to hand over half of his harvest within a hundred years.

Li Changsheng frowned slightly, feeling a little irritated.

If he didn't register, he wouldn't be considered a Qingyang Sect Spiritual Planter. There would always be people like Lu Chen thinking about him.

But if he registered and worshiped the Five Meridians of Lingzhi, he would not only be subject to restrictions, but would also have to hand over half of the harvest, which he was even more unwilling to do.

Ugh.
Cultivation is difficult.
Li Changsheng frowned.

It was not that he was struggling with whether to return to the sect to register. Ever since Lan Caishen revealed the conditions for joining Lingzhi Wumai, he was not ready to join.

No one wants to have an uncle above their heads, especially if they have to spend half of their hard-earned income to support him.

If you join them, you are not a pure cow horse person.

Li Changsheng was thinking about people like Lu Chen. He could hide for a while, but not forever. If he was really kidnapped, no one knew what would happen next.

Qingyang Sect is not a kind sect.

But in the end he became like a beast slave again.

Seeing that Li Changsheng remained silent for a long time, Lan Caishen, who was originally calm, became a little uneasy, and the mutton skewers roasted in the fire turned much faster.

If Li Changsheng decided to worship the Five Meridians of Lingzhi, with his qualifications in Lingzhi and the virtues of those Five Meridians, he would definitely not be able to get out without even thinking about it.

What if the spiritual planter he trained by accident ran away like this?
Lan Caishen's mood fluctuated like the flames in front of him.

Tan Hu on the side rolled his eyes when he saw that the two of them were silent. He immediately took off the mutton skewers and picked up some new ones.

Glancing at the two of them, he grinned and said, "Junior brother, are you worried about meeting someone like Lu Chen next time?"

Li Changsheng took out the grilled golden mutton skewers, sprinkled some seasonings, and gave a few skewers to Lan Caishen and Tan Hu. He looked at the flames and said softly: "I don't want to go back to the Valley of Beasts again."

Lan Caishen and Tan Hu were stunned for a moment, and even though they thought of where the Valley of Beasts was, they understood what he meant.

Lan Caishen said hurriedly: "They don't dare to have Zafeng around." Halfway through, he suddenly became speechless.

If he didn't dare, how could Lu Chen come to Huanshanlingland?

Tan Hu took a bite of the seasoned mutton skewers. The salty and spicy taste made his eyes light up. While chewing, he said, "Actually, there is a way to stop people like Lu Chen from disturbing junior brother."

Hearing this, Li Changsheng and Lan Caishen looked at him.

Tan Hu swallowed the mutton skewers, grinned, and looked at Lan Caishen, "I still need to trouble Elder Lan about this matter."

"Trouble my father?" Lan Caishen looked confused.

Tan Hu nodded and said: "It's very simple. You only need to let the junior brother register as an outer sect deacon or an inner sect steward. No one can interfere with his decision."

Lan Caishen was stunned, his eyes looking thoughtful.

In the Qingyang Sect, except for a few transcendent figures, although the positions are not clear, the structure is strict.

Those on the first level are: Sect Master, Beast Soul, Fusion Blood, and Miscellaneous Cultivator of the three veins.

Those on the second level are: the master of the peak, the true disciple, and the elder.

Those on the third level are: inner sect deacons, stewards, and inner sect disciples.

Those on the fourth level are: outer sect deacons, stewards, and outer sect disciples.

Then there are all kinds of handymen, servants, slaves and the like.

Li Changsheng's manager is supposed to be in the second echelon of the fourth level, but strictly speaking, this manager belongs to the Zafeng group and is only effective in Zafeng.

And his identity recorded in the sect is that of an inner disciple.

If he were to be promoted to the position of deacon of the outer sect or steward of the inner sect and no longer belong to the ranks of disciples, there would really be nothing Lu Chen could do.

But in this case, even if Li Changsheng advances to the Taoist realm, his future end point will only be the position of elder. He will not be able to become a true successor, nor will he be destined to be the sect master or pulse master. Even opening a peak alone will have many difficulties.

But in this case, Zafeng's size can completely encompass him, and there is no need to worry about leaving Zafeng.

Lan Caishen's thoughts flashed through his mind. Although he was happy in his heart, he pretended to be hesitant on the surface and said, "This is feasible, but my junior brother's future path to advancement in the sect is fixed. I don't know if my junior brother is willing."

Tan Hu glanced at him, looked at Li Changsheng, and asked with a grin: "Junior brother, do you want to be the leader of Qingyang Sect in the future?"

"what?"

Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him speechlessly.

Although he has a golden finger and prides himself on not falling behind others, he has never thought of controlling a large sect, especially a demon sect.

He shook his head, "Senior brother, stop joking."

Seeing that there was no hint of heartbeat in his eyes, Tan Hu turned to look at Lan Caishen, blinked, and said with a smile: "Junior brother has already said that he does not want to be the sect leader, so I will trouble Elder Lan for the rest."

With their energy, they cannot arrange deacons and steward positions for Qingyang Sect.

A smile appeared on Lan Caishen's face. After thinking for a while, he explained to him the structure of the sect.

After a while.

After Li Changsheng digested the information, he asked doubtfully: "Senior brother, don't you hold the position of deacon? Why can you still participate in the sect competition?"

"I'm just the deacon of Zafeng. There are no records in the sect." Lan Caishen shook his head and explained.

Looking at the pensive Li Changsheng, Lan Caishen said solemnly: "Junior brother, are you sure you want to give up your position as an inner disciple and become a deacon or manager?"

"If this is the case, then your only way to rise in the future is to become an elder."

Lan Caishen hurriedly added: "Of course, if junior brother becomes a being above the Taoist realm, the position of elder cannot be limited to you."

These words were just to comfort him.

He was optimistic that Li Changsheng could become a spiritual plant master, but he didn't think he could become a being above the Taoist realm.

After all, there are tens of thousands of monks in the Qingyang Sect, but the number of existences above the Dao Foundation is no more than one palm.

Li Changsheng didn't hesitate for too long, and said to Lan Caishen, "Then I'll trouble you, senior brother."

Lan Caishen waved his hand and said: "No problem, as long as junior brother is willing."

Li Changsheng smiled and nodded.

Only then did he realize that although Elder Lan was called an elder, it was only a matter of time before he became the master of Zafeng Peak.

With the care of this person under the Qingyang Sect, although the path to ascend is low, his future safety will be guaranteed.

As for the position, he doesn't care. If he has a high level of cultivation, he will naturally have everything he wants.

After the mood is clear.

The three of them ate mutton skewers and laughed and chatted.

The relationship between each other is one step closer.

Li Changsheng also took the opportunity to ask the two for advice on cultivation issues.

Time passed by, until the moon was bright and the stars were scarce.

Li Changsheng watched the two people leave, ordered the wise man to clean up, and turned back to the house.

Without the pressure brought by Lu Chen, Li Changsheng continued to refine his spiritual veins and figure out spells as before.

And on the other side.

Miscellaneous peaks.

Ma Rong is now very proud, and the smile on his face is getting thicker and thicker.

After returning to Zafeng, he immediately sent his disciples to spread the news that he had more than a thousand second-level concentration flowers for sale.

The reaction of many Dan Pavilions in Zafeng was not what he expected. After hearing the news, the people in charge swarmed over.

His courtyard was packed to the brim.

It is said that colleagues in the same industry are enemies, and if it weren't for the fear of leaving a bad impression, we almost got into a fight.

Even here, there was a lot of noise and spit flying.

Seeing this, Ma Rong felt extremely happy in his heart.In the past, when he wanted to buy a second-level elixir, he had to laugh and be polite. How could he be like this now, when he was an uncle.

After watching the excitement.

Ma Rong stood up, activated his spiritual power, and shouted: "Don't make any noise, please listen to me."

After hearing this, many stewards gradually calmed down and looked at him.

"Guanshi Ma, do you really have a thousand second-level concentration flowers in your hand?"

At this time, someone realized that they only heard that Manager Ma had thousands of Ningshen flowers in his hands. They started quarreling when they arrived in the courtyard, but they hadn't seen the goods yet.

It’s not certain whether it’s true or false, so don’t make a mistake when the time comes.

"Yes, Manager Ma, are you sure there really are thousands of them?"

"If you don't have a thousand plants, you can have a hundred!"

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Many Dan Pavilion stewards spoke to each other, and the small courtyard became noisy again.

In fact, it’s not surprising that they are like this. Second-level spiritual plants are rare. Generally, the forces behind the Dan Pavilion purchase them from sects or spiritual planters with whom they have good friendships. However, the amount purchased is not large. A small part is digested internally, and most of them are digested internally. All sold to foreign lands.

The main purpose of opening the Alchemy Pavilion in Zafeng was to purchase wild elixirs, followed by selling first-level elixirs, and occasionally selling some second-level elixirs to consolidate the status of the Alchemy Pavilion.

If they could purchase a batch of second-level elixirs, they would not only consolidate their own status, but also gain considerable benefits.

Especially the Concentrating Flower, the Concentrating Pill refined from it has the effect of strengthening the mind and has a wide audience. In some foreign lands, the supply exceeds the demand and the price is high.

"Everyone be quiet!"

Ma Rong greeted them again, and after they calmed down, he straightened his expression and said, "Don't worry, everyone, I do have a thousand Concentrating Flowers in my hands, more than 600 to be exact!"

"Huh!!"

After the words fell, many stewards looked excited.

More than 600 concentration flowers!Thinking about the benefits of bringing them all back, they felt a little excited.

Ma Rong glanced over and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Wait until their discussion stops.

"Cough cough."

Ma Rong coughed dryly and said with a smile: "Everyone should know the effect of the Concentrating Pill made by the Concentrating Flower on monks."

Everyone nodded. If they didn't know this, they wouldn't be able to manage the Dan Pavilion.

Ma Rong smiled and said: "The price? It certainly cannot be the price purchased by the sect."

He looked around at everyone and said, "Do you think this is true or not?"

Everyone in the audience looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke.

The lower the price of the Concentration Flower, the greater the benefits they will get, so naturally they don't want it to be expensive.

Ma Rong didn't care and said calmly: "The price of a Concentration Flower in Zongmenfang Market is about [-] spiritual stones."

Everyone below heard this and their eyes lit up, and some of them opened their mouths to speak.

But Ma Rong didn't give them a chance, "But it's Zongmen Xianchengfang City, and they sell in small quantities, so the price is definitely not good."

At this time, a steward with a thin face and triangular eyes below rolled his eyes and shouted: "You are wrong, the greater the quantity, the cheaper it should be!"

The voice fell.

Many stewards showed surprised expressions and looked at him strangely.

But he suddenly didn't realize it and continued: "In this way, the purchase price of the sect is two thousand spiritual stones, and I will add ten spiritual stones to you for each plant. What do you think?"

As he said this, he looked at Ma Rong as if he had taken advantage of him.

Hearing this, the corner of Ma Rong's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, resisting the urge to slap him to death, and said coldly: "Let me see."

Before he could say anything.

Suddenly there was a loud shout from below!
"I see your grandma's legs!"

Everyone looked at that person, and Ma Rong also stopped talking and looked at that person.

The person who cursed loudly was a steward with a big heart, a chubby face, and small but lively eyes.

"Isn't this Manager Fang of Sihaidan Pavilion?"

"Yeah, he and I live on the same street. He always smiles when I see him. Why is he so angry?"

"Does he have a grudge against this Dan Pavilion manager?"

Everyone was talking a lot, looking back and forth between the two.

"Why are you using such foul language?" The triangular-eyed steward's face turned red, as if he was extremely angry.

Manager Fang glanced at him disdainfully and ignored him. He pulled away the people around him and strode up to Ma Rong. He smiled and said with cupped hands: "Manager Ma, don't pay attention to that idiot. I'm willing to pay you 2000 yuan." Two hundred pieces are needed to buy the Concentration Flower." He paused and said with a smile, "I only need five hundred pieces."

After saying that, his lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

Ma Rong's eyes brightened slightly and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

kindness!
At this time, many stewards below came to their senses and shouted quickly.

"I'm also willing to pay 2000 and two hundred spirit stones for one plant, and I only want five hundred!"

"Me too, I only need three hundred plants."

"I also want three hundred."

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The stewards scrambled one by one and squeezed in front of Ma Rong.

None of them noticed that the triangular-eyed steward who had previously clamored to buy the Concentration Flower for two thousand and ten spirit stones quietly left the courtyard.

Ma Rong glanced at it and didn't care.

Looking at the many stewards crowding in, he frowned slightly, his spiritual power surged, and he released the aura belonging to the Pulse Condensation Realm.

boom.
Most of the stewards are at the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, and a very few of them are at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training. How can they compete with the momentum of the Pulse Condensation Realm.

They all groaned and took a few steps back.

After forcing everyone back, Ma Rong quickly calmed down his momentum.

He is here to sell Condensation Flowers, not to make enemies.

Many of the stewards then recalled that the person in front of them was a Pulse Condensation Realm monk, and they immediately became much more honest and stopped pushing forward.

But I don’t push forward, but I can talk.

"Guanshi Ma, I only want 2000 plants, and I will pay [-] spiritual stones for each plant."

"I want three hundred plants"

"I want five hundred plants."

"Five hundred plants, I'm not afraid of killing you!"

"Stuff me to death? Haha, I, Yuyue Dan Pavilion, am born with a big appetite!"

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Many Dan Pavilion stewards started arguing again.

And a servant quietly came to Manager Fang of the Sihai Dan Pavilion and handed him a jade box.

With a smile on his face, Manager Fang glanced at the quarrelsome people, walked up to Ma Rong, handed him the jade box quietly, and then stepped aside, watching the commotion with amusement.

Ma Rong put away the jade box, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and felt extremely happy.

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