From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Zhuying Dynasty, Yunlin County, Mountain City.

Next to the City God Temple, all the inns belong to the local immortal family Liuyun Mountain. Because it is located in an area of ​​mountains, rivers and swamps, with thick water flow at the foot of the mountain, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant, making it suitable for disciples of the lower five realms and monks in the cave realm to meditate and practice.

There are a total of sixteen inns, and each room is divided into the twelve levels of the Earthly Branches according to the concentration of spiritual energy. They are only rented and not sold. The Yunlin blessed land has existed for hundreds of years, and Liuyun Mountain has also enjoyed it for dozens of generations. The situation is the same in the other three cities. It's not that there are no jealous immortals in the Zhuying Dynasty, but relying on the large amount of immortal money accumulated over a long period of time, Liuyun Mountain spent money to produce a Zhongxing ancestor who is half-baked in the Golden Core Realm and guarded this ancestral foundation.

In the top floor of the No. 1 Inn, Jiang Yuan looked into the distance. The once large swamp had been mostly filled up. The Jiang family spent a lot of money from the gods and incense, and mobilized four mountain-chasing dogs and two mountain-moving monkeys to "move mountains and fill the sea" from afar. There were as many as thirty talisman warriors, and 200,000 laborers were mobilized to rebuild Yunlin County.

The plans for these things were finalized a hundred or eighty years ago, so they are now being implemented in an orderly manner.

The disappearance of the Yunlin blessed land has had a huge impact on the surrounding areas. For example, Liuyun Mountain may have to think about what to do with its mountain gate after its old master passes away.

Unlike the fate of almost all demons being wiped out, the warriors of the Demon Slaying Bureau returned to the Haoran world, the immortal disciples were taken away by their elders, and the fairy Su Jia followed her Nascent Soul master back to Zhengyang Mountain, wearing colorful clothes and looking graceful. Occasionally, when she met familiar peers on the mountain, she would show a gentle smile without exception.

In the attic, the sword servant giggled for a while. She still remembered the scene of the fairy rolling on the ground. The other party couldn't bear the pain and was in a bad mood.

"Master, what's wrong?"

The sword servant looked back in confusion. His master had a tall and straight figure. He looked good in the black and red embroidered demon-slaying robe. There were some bloodstains on his deerskin boots, but it was harmless. His long hair was tied up with a cloud bamboo hairpin, making him look a bit like a scholar. However, his eyebrows were too cold and the murderous aura was a little bit strong, which made it impossible to pay close attention to his appearance.

Jiang Yuan nodded his chin, and the sword servant looked down. Li Er brought his daughter to visit the inn door, but was stopped outside. The gatekeeper was patient at first, but his words and tone became a little harsh after a while.

"Master, I'll go down for a while." The sword servant said. Mr. Li and Miss Li both looked easy to bully. Of course, the servant couldn't say that he did something wrong. If they were let in easily, the immortal master would find it annoying and kill them for a reason. It would not be realistic for the academy to hold them accountable in the future and ask them to pay with their lives. At most, they would lose some skin. The wild cultivators would become even more unscrupulous. As for Mr. Li's martial arts realm, not everyone could have it. To reach the fourth level of martial arts was to be a martial arts master in a small country.

Jiang Yuan shook his head and said, "I'd better go down. You can continue to rest here. After all, I am the sword servant and you are the sword master."

Upon hearing this, the sword servant's face turned red, and he lowered his head and hurried down the attic.

Not long after, the father and daughter walked in.

Jiang Yuan took out a jar of Huozhu wine. There was no need to ask Li Er, as it was rare for a martial arts master not to drink. As for the other one, it was hard to say.

"Drinking?"

Li Liu smiled softly and said, "A huge amount."

"One jar is enough, don't spend money, Mr. Jiang." Li Erhan replied with a smile, pursing his lips slightly.

"Accompany me to rinse my mouth." Jiang Yuan took out a few more jars.

The sword servant went to the store and asked for two plates of salted peanuts and a few side dishes.

Half a minute later, Li Liu fell headfirst onto the table, leaving a red spot on her smooth forehead. As the most hydrophilic being in the world, the way she tasted wine was very different from that of ordinary people, so it was easy for her to get rid of the drunkenness. Similarly, it was also easy for her to get intoxicated.

"Really." Jiang Yuan was a little envious for the first time. He could only drink until he was slightly tipsy at most. Not everyone had the blessing of the other party. It was very meaningful to be so close to the water. Li Er picked up a piece of braised beef and chewed it dozens of times before swallowing it. There were jars of wine and water piled up like a mountain next to him.

"Mr. Jiang, to be honest, my master once warned me that the most important thing in martial arts training is purity. Good things in the outside world have various causes and effects. Every contact with them may lead to accidents, and I might clash with someone. That's why I have never had anything but a pair of fists. My fists are strong, and I don't have anything worth plotting. My family can live in peace."

Li Er took out the cloth strip he was carrying and opened it to reveal an emerald green bamboo sheath. Song Yushao had given this thing to him at that time, and he had returned the other party to a golden body realm in order to avoid being contaminated by cause and effect.

Jiang Yuan tapped the table and asked, "That paper-made Mountain Top Realm was eventually killed by the Master of the Bamboo Sheath, right?"

Li Er nodded. "The longer the debt is owed, the harder it is to repay. Besides, it's useless for me to hold it. If Envoy Song hadn't really wanted to stay and block a punch for me, I probably wouldn't have touched him. He's just at a lower level, but he's not a bad person."

Jiang Yuan deduced a little and concluded that the bamboo sheath belonged to Song Yushao. Given the temperament of this sword saint of Shushui Country, he would not be willing to betray Li Er even if he died after receiving the great favor of breaking through the realm. When people from the Central Plains Shenzhou came to buy the bamboo sheath but failed, he went back to find a great cultivator of the Yin-Yang School to deduce that the four members of the Li family had already returned to the Lizhu Cave Heaven. That place was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and not everyone could get their hands on it.

In short, the "rules" that Li Er followed were correct. He really avoided some possible troubles, and he was right from beginning to end. As for Song Yushao, due to his own personality, he could only be said to be a bit unlucky, because the person who came to buy the bamboo sheath was not easy to talk to.

The key lies in what a Mountain Top Realm cultivator who has fallen into a trap can do. After all, once engaged in a one-on-one fight, it is inevitable that he will reveal some of his own realm. A 21-year-old swordsman at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage is clearly telling others that there is something wrong with him.

"I've taken over the cause and effect of Zhuqiao. What price do you plan to sell it for?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"Two jars of Huozhu wine will do." Li Er said with a smile.

Later, the money and goods were paid, and Li Er left with his drunken daughter on his back. The family of four had to hurry north to return to their hometown.

In the attic, Jiang Yuan threw the bamboo sheath to the sword servant, then took out the spiritual sword with a little chip. After two refinings, its grade reached the level of superior spiritual weapon, but this was already the limit. Just like plants in the rain, whether they can grow healthily or not is closely related to the basic materials. Simply investing immortal money will not break the limit.

"How do you think we should deal with this?" Jiang Yuan turned around and said.

The sword servant was stunned. The master obviously felt that there was no need to use it. Compared with the high-ranking and high-potential Unkind Sword, it was a complete burden. But throwing it away casually was not in line with his penny-pinching temperament.

"Then plant a seed. Whether the result is good or bad, it will be very interesting in the future."

Under the table, the khaki puppy spoke in a listless voice. It was obvious that he had been abandoned by the real King Zhou after being reduced from a great emperor to a local dog. Even if he could use this opportunity to give the other side a special look like observing the mountains and rivers, it would probably be discovered immediately by the freak Jiang, and it would be meaningless.

"The arrogance of the immortal race."

"No, brother, you are still being modest with your qualifications?"

Jiang Yuan stepped on the dog's head and carved half of the sword-guarding posture on the sword. The charm can only support one comprehension. If you can't comprehend it once, there is no point in trying again.

Silently, a sword rose into the sea of ​​clouds and headed south.

(End of this chapter)