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

Chapter 336: Big Competition, Tan Hu persuades

Li Changsheng thought Wu Yong was talking about the Vitality Pill, so he shook his head and said, "Everyone takes what they need."

"That's what senior brother said"

Naturally, Wu Yong would not tell outsiders about the dirty things in his clan, so he nodded in agreement, stretched out his hand and said in vain: "Senior brother, please"

The three of them walked along the road.

Within a moment, they came to a large hall with a sign saying "Spiritual Field".

Under the guidance of Wu Yong, they entered a side room of the main hall.

Wu Yong poured a cup of tea for the two of them and said, "Senior brother, wait a moment, I'll be right back." After that, he turned and left the room.

Dong Xing felt depressed for a long time. After Wu Yong left, he couldn't help but said, "Master Li, what are you doing here at Lingtian Hall?"

Li Changsheng didn't bother to ask him about his address. He picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said with a faint smile: "Don't you have any spiritual stones? I came here to buy you a property." He immediately put down the tea cup and joked: "In case you don't I also need to borrow other people’s spiritual stones to survive.”

Dong Xing seemed to have come to his senses, clutching his chest and moaning non-stop.

A smile appeared on Li Changsheng's face. He stretched out his hand and nodded. He chuckled and said, "Don't waste time talking. Try the tea from Lingtian Palace. Although the spiritual energy is weak, it still tastes good."

Dong Xing gave him a turmeric gourd that was suspected to be a magic weapon.

A soft force surged from the front and pushed him back again, pressing him onto the chair.

On the flying boat.

Li Changsheng naturally would not take it for granted. He was busy practicing in the past few days and had no time. When he had some free time, he thought about making up for Dong Xing.

"industry?"

Li Changsheng said helplessly: "What kind of disease does Old Man Dong have?"

Li Changsheng pondered for a moment and said, "Ten years."

When Dong Xing heard this, he simply went through it in his mind and came up with a number that frightened him. He was about to refuse, but before he could say anything, he was imprisoned by a spiritual power.

Manager Wei looked at Dong Xing and Li Changsheng strangely, but did not ask any more questions. He took out two jade plates covered with blue and white squares and waved them in front of Li Changsheng.

"Excuse me, Junior Brother Wu."

Li Changsheng stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I'm going to trouble Manager Wei this time."

"Brother, you're welcome."

Manager Wei glanced at him and said with a smile: "Okay, renting a second-level lower-grade spiritual field requires 300,000 spiritual stones a year, and ten acres of a first-grade high-grade spiritual field also requires 300,000 spiritual stones a year."

Dong Xing waved his hand and interrupted: "I can't have it." After saying that, he was about to stand up. However, although his cultivation level had been upgraded to the eleventh level of Qi training, he was like cloud mud compared to Li Changsheng. How could he resist? Seeing this, he had no choice but to He turned to look at Li Changsheng and said seriously: "You take care of my whole family, we are just one."

It can only be done in three or two steps.

Dong Xing was still about to speak, but he saw the door of the room being slowly pushed open, and he immediately shut up.

Dong Xing was stunned for a moment. Thinking of where he was, his face changed slightly. He stood up and walked out.

"Thank you."

“I wonder how many years it will take to rent the plant?”

Halfway through his words, he quickly shut up and turned to persuade: "I also asked you to save me, otherwise I would have died in the hands of that monk. I have no shame in taking over this family business."

Li Changsheng frowned and said, "Old man Dong."

Li Changsheng asked bluntly: "Manager Wei, I wonder if there are any vacancies in the spiritual field near Xiaocang Mountain?"

Manager Wei is in charge of the spiritual fields near Xiaocang Mountain. He nodded and said: "Of course there are. What kind of quality spiritual fields do you want to rent and how many acres do you want to rent?"

Xiaocang Mountain is the peak where Dong Xing's family lives.

Without stopping, he exchanged a few polite words with Manager Wei and exchanged contact information before leaving the Lingtian Hall with Dong Xing, who was somewhat lost.

Li Changsheng had already prepared a draft and said: "One acre of second-level lower-grade spiritual land, and ten acres of first-level upper-grade spiritual land."

"Senior brother, I've been waiting for a long time." Wu Yong nodded lightly, then extended his hand and introduced: "This is Manager Wei from Lingtian Hall."

"Six million. I have never seen it in my life. That's it. That's it."

Li Changsheng cupped his hands and thanked him, his eyes fell on the jade board, and without any hesitation, he chose to approach the inner spiritual field.

Li Changsheng also took out the six million spirit stones he needed.

Dong Xing's eyes were swollen and opened slightly when he heard this. He looked at Li Changsheng and hesitated to speak.

Seeing that he had made a good choice, Manager Wei took out the deed.

Wu Yong stepped into the room, followed by a thin old man wearing an indigo robe.

"The blue ones are the spiritual fields that no one has rented. The ones with the inscription below are the lower-grade spiritual fields, and the ones with the inscription above are the upper-grade spiritual fields."

After having a few words with Wu Yong about the competition, Li Changsheng took Dong Xing away from the main peak and headed towards Xiaocang Mountain.

Signing completed.

"Since Manager Wu brought it, it's up to you to choose this spiritual field."

The old man surnamed Wei glanced at the two people, and soon fell on Li Changsheng, who was invisible to him. Although he didn't know the person, seeing Wu Yong being so polite, he didn't dare to take it seriously. He smiled and said: "You're welcome. polite."

After a few people sat down, they said a few polite words.

Dong Xing felt slightly relieved when he saw that Li Changsheng looked like he was okay, but he still kept moaning and sighing, and kept thinking about it.

Li Changsheng stretched out his hand and tapped him, took out the deed and threw it in front of Dong Xing. He smiled and said, "Take your six million spiritual stones and don't lose them."

Dong Xing stopped talking, took the deed tremblingly, looked at it up and down, and murmured: "Six million spiritual stones."

Li Changsheng stopped caring about him and looked at the four tall mountains not far from the main peak, which were second only to the main peak, his eyes flickering.

"Wangxiang Terrace"

When the flying boat returned to Xiaocang Mountain and landed outside the courtyard, Dong Xing still looked lost.

Dong Yao and Wu Yong walked out of the house quickly and came forward to greet them, "I've met senior brother."

Li Changsheng pointed at Dong Xing, "He was so happy that he lost his mind. You take him back to the house and wait for him to calm down." He said and waved to Xiao Xifu who walked out of the house.

Tease Xifu for a while.

Li Changsheng took Li Paner and Rong Ying away.

Watching the flying boat go away.

Dong Yao walked to her grandfather with Xifu in her arms and looked him up and down. Seeing that he was not injured, her expression relaxed. Thinking of Li Changsheng saying that her grandfather was too happy and lost his mind, she couldn't help but look at the light gold paper in her grandfather's hand.

She stretched out her hand to take it, but Xiao Xifu was faster than her. Her little hand caught the paper, but just when she was about to pull it out, she suddenly felt her hand loosen and the light gold paper disappeared.

Xifu's mouth dropped, and he snorted, turning his head to lie on his mother's shoulder.

Dong Yao saw her grandfather's eyes clear and asked in confusion: "Grandpa, what happened?"

Dong Xing's face was filled with a smile, but he still looked a little absent-minded. He said cheerfully: "Of course it's a good thing, and it's a big good thing!" As he said that, he looked around and waved to Dong Yao and Wu Yong.

"Talk inside the house."

Dong Yao and Wu Yong looked at each other and followed Dong Xing into the wooden house.

The door is closed.

Dong Xing sat in the main seat in the hall, took out the deed and threw it in front of Dong Yao.

"Let's see, our family will have better days in the future."

Dong Xing looked at Wu Yong who was eager to see, hesitated for a few breaths, and said slowly: "Wu Yong, how long have you been cultivating to the ninth level of Qi training?"

Wu Yong didn't know why his grandfather asked this, so he answered truthfully: "It has been four years."

"It's been four years." Dong Xing sighed, and then said: "My technique is not suitable for you. You and Yaoyao will go to the Kung Fu Hall tomorrow to buy a Pulse Condensation Realm practice technique."

"Pulse Condensation Realm Kung Fu?" Wu Yong's eyes moved slightly, he turned to look at Dong Yao, hesitated, shook his head and said: "I'll forget it, I'd better buy one for Yaoyao."

Hearing this, Dong Xing was quite pleased. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Everyone is going."

"Although I don't have a few years to live, I can give you all a chance to hit the Pulse Condensing Realm before I die. As for whether I can succeed, it depends on God's will."

After that, he hummed an unknown tune, stood up and walked towards the backyard room with his hands behind his hands.

"Shocking the Pulse Condensation Realm"

Wu Yong was excited, but he quickly calmed down. He was now over fifty, and when he had accumulated enough resources, he no longer had the foundation to attack the pulse.

Moreover, it is a good time to practice practicing by cherishing small blessings.

Wu Yong had many thoughts in his mind.

At this time, a piece of light gold paper suddenly appeared in front of him, and Dong Yao's excited voice came to his ears.

"Look, is this true?"

Wu Yong looked up and was stunned.

Deed. Today is the 1,130th year of the Qing Yang calendar, the third day of the seventh lunar month.

Lease one acre of second-grade lower-grade spiritual land and ten acres of first-grade upper-grade spiritual land for ten years.

Received: Six million spirit stones.

Below is the seal of Lingtian Hall.

Wu Yong came back to his senses, stood up quickly, and said with excitement, "It's true, it's true..."

Dong Yao's eyes lit up, he put down his cherishment, stepped forward, and said excitedly: "With this second-level spiritual field, my grandfather can plant second-level spiritual medicine, and you and I can also cultivate first-level high-quality spiritual fields."

"It only takes a few years, then you and I may have a chance..."

Wu Yong blurted out: "Break through the Pulse Condensation Realm!"

The two looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

Don't say anything else.

After just one person broke through the Pulse Condensation Realm, his lifespan skyrocketed, and all the monks flocked to him.

After calming down for a while, the two of them ignored the stares at them and stretched out their hands to grab the contracted Xifu. They quickly entered the backyard to find their grandfather and ask why.

the other side.

Li Changsheng returned to the Bamboo Cinema, explained a few words, and then entered the quiet room to hone his spiritual power.

The next day.

The sky was dimly bright, and a pale golden light rose into the sky, then disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Time passed slowly.

The sun rises.

From the hundreds of peaks of Qingyang Sect, bright escaping lights, wide flying boats, and ferocious birds and strange birds rose up. Their targets were all the four peaks second only to the main peak of Jietian.

Looking down from the sky.

There is a broad plain between the four peaks, on which stand sixteen bronze pillars tens of feet high, engraved with fish, insects, birds and beasts.

It is in the shape of a field, and every four thick copper pillars divide an independent platform.

At this time, tens of thousands of monks gathered around the platform, exchanging words with each other, and the noise was endless.

Above the crowd, in the Four Peaks building complex.

There are also monks with different faces and strong auras, who may gather in groups of three or two to talk, or sit alone, closing their eyes and meditating.

One of the peaks has a pavilion and wing located on the mountainside.

Wu Yong looked at Li Changsheng, who looked calm, and asked doubtfully: "By the way, what is the ranking of senior brother's contribution this time?"

"Twenty-seven."

"So high?" Wu Yong was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face and said: "With such a high ranking, senior brother is sure to win the first round of the competition."

Li Changsheng put down the tea cup and asked, "What should I say?"

He really didn't pay attention to the specific rules of the competition. He only knew that two people would compete and the winner would advance.

Wu Yong looked at him speechlessly. He participated in the competition without understanding the rules. He pondered for a while and explained:
"Every inner sect competition, the top 100 will be selected through trials."

"The competition arena is divided into four, A, B, C and D."

"Each arena is divided into twenty-five people, and the top ten in the arena will enter the competition for the final top ten seats."

"The decision of which arena to be in and who the opponent will be has already been decided when the contribution ranking appears."

Li Changsheng asked curiously: "Allocate opponents based on their contribution ranking?"

Wu Yong nodded, "Yes, this is the case every time."

"Senior Brother, you are ranked twenty-seventh, and the arena you are in is Area C, and your opponent in the first round is the disciple who ranks seventy-fifth in contribution."

Xuanji will tell you how to divide it specifically.

After a while.

Li Changsheng looked astonished, and a smile couldn't help appearing on his face.

The Qingyang inner sect competition looked rough, but in reality it was a vivid display of respect for the strong.

In this way, there will never be a situation where a weak person is in a high position.

The division of the arena is based on your contribution ranking.

For example, the first place in terms of contribution is the area A arena, the second place is the area B arena, the third place is the area C arena, and the fourth place is the area D arena.

Ranked fifth is the Arena in Area A, and the rest are divided in this way.

The opponents in each area are divided into the highest-ranked versus the lowest-ranked, the second-ranked versus the second-to-last, and so on, with the monk in the middle getting a bye.

When the winner of the first round is determined, the first ranked player will receive a bye.

The winner of the second round will be determined, and the person at the bottom will get a bye.

Until the first place is determined, and then from top to bottom, the top ten are determined.

At that time, the four arenas will be merged to determine the top ten and the final ranking of Baixiu.

Li Changsheng's thoughts flashed across his mind, his expression suddenly moved slightly, and he looked towards the door.

The door is pushed open.

A fierce man with a tall build, a dark face, and a wild beard walked in.

Li Changsheng stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Tan."

Wu Yong also stood up and gave way, "Senior Brother Tan, please sit down and talk quickly."

Tan Hu strode down and sat down, looking Li Changsheng up and down, and asked in surprise: "Junior brother, have you broken through to the late stage of Pulse Condensation Realm?"

Li Changsheng did not hide anything, nodded and said: "We just made a breakthrough the day before yesterday."

Tan Hu's eyes flickered and he sighed: "Junior brother is really diligent."

More than ten years ago, Li Changsheng could only practice Qi, and he was in the middle stage of pulse condensation. Now, Li Changsheng has been promoted to the late stage of pulse condensation, and he is also in the late stage of pulse condensation.

However, there was a hundred years difference in cultivation time between him and Li Changsheng.

"If it weren't for the help of my senior brother, how could I have met this fate?"

Li Changsheng smiled and cupped his hands.

If it weren't for the Spiritual Vein Fruit sent by Tan Hu, even if there was no shortage of resources, due to talent limitations, his cultivation level would never have improved so quickly.

Hear the words.

A smile appeared on Tan Hu's face, and he waved his hand and said: "Even without my help, my junior brother will definitely rise with his talent. It's just a matter of time."

After saying this, he turned to look at Wu Yong and gestured slightly.

"Two senior brothers, you guys talk, I need to go out first."

Wu Yong was stunned for a moment, smiled, and walked out of the room.

Wait until he leaves.

Tan Hu waved his hand and deployed a spiritual shield to cover all directions. He looked at Li Changsheng and asked expectantly: "Junior brother, has he become a beast breeder?"

Li Changsheng's expression remained unchanged, and he shook his head slightly, "No, I have tried it a few times, but unfortunately they all failed."

Tan Hu's expression changed for a moment, and he hurriedly asked: "Is that junior brother joining one of the five spiritual branches?"

"No." Li Changsheng shook his head.

Tan Hu's expression suddenly relaxed, and he frowned and said, "Junior brother must be aware of the consequences of leaving Zafeng." After hesitating for a moment, he asked: "Have you ever considered finding a backer?"

Li Changsheng's eyes moved slightly and he asked doubtfully: "Senior brother, what do you mean?"

Tan Hu pondered for a moment and said: "Although my lineage is not one of the ten peaks, the peak master is a great monk of the seventh level of Daoji."

"If junior brother wants to join, I would like to inform the master, and then the master will recommend you to join the peak master's sect."

Li Changsheng looked unmoved.

Tan Hu did not show an unhappy look on his face and continued to persuade: "Junior brother may not know the existence of the great monk of the Seventh Heaven."

"Let me tell you this, Master Lanfeng of Zafeng was once one of the ten elders of the sect. He cultivated to the third level of Daoji. He was promoted to the fourth level of Daoji a hundred years ago. He did not choose to open a mountain independently in the sect, but chose Create miscellaneous peaks in the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"And the gap between the fourth level of Daoji and the seventh level of Daoji is larger than the gap between the pulse condensation realm and the Daoji realm."

"Junior brother will be protected by the Peak Master by then, and neither Zafeng nor the Lu family will dare to provoke you."

(End of this chapter)