Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Two days later.

Mo Fan left the Mingxuan League hall with the respect of the Jindan monks from the Mingxuan League.

It seems that the skill he showed two days ago has completely conquered several people.

He released his spiritual consciousness and glanced at the jade slip given by the beautiful woman named Wang Huan.

After confirming the address recorded in the jade slip, he turned into a ray of light and left Tianxing City.

Mingxuan Alliance is indeed the most famous business alliance among the four major business alliances in Luan Xinghai for its channels.

In just four days, the beautiful woman helped him collect the whereabouts of the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo.

It was a down-and-out sect named Tianzhu Sect.

In this way, it matches the original work.

At that time, Miaoyin Sect was also purchased from a small and declining sect.

But judging from the original plot, that happened 100 years later.

Since Mo Fan came to Tianxing City 100 years earlier, this matter would naturally not happen again.

I happened to take advantage of the time they were refining the Infant Tempering Pill to get the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo.

This trip can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

……

After about three days.

Mo Fan followed the sea map and saw a black spot.

As he continued to get closer, the black spots gradually grew larger.

A small island not much bigger than Danxia Island caught Mo Fan's eyes.

The island is not big, but there are many people living on it.

According to Mo Fan's rough exploration with his spiritual consciousness, there may be a population of tens of thousands.

However, most of them are ordinary mortals, and there are only a few immortals.

After being slightly surprised, Mo Fan quickly understood.

Perhaps this is what this sect does in order to continue.

After all, after the sect fell into decline, it was impossible for anyone to come all the way to become a disciple.

Even if they go out to recruit disciples, others may not be willing to join once they hear about the strength of this sect.

If you want to continue to recruit disciples, you can only recruit them from this group of mortals with no foundation.

And they must be recruited into the sect from a young age.

Otherwise, those who join halfway will probably run away once they have learned something later.

After all, people are selfish after all. Without emotional foundation, it is difficult to sacrifice their life's hope for a ruined sect.

Thinking of this, he still somewhat admired these monks who still stayed in the sect.

Shaking his head and sighing, Mo Fan did not land directly in the center of the island in an arrogant manner. Instead, he released his breath in advance and flew towards the island's port.

For this kind of person who has firm beliefs and is willing to sacrifice himself for it, even if he doesn't agree with it, he still has some compassion in his heart.

At least he can't do anything to bully the small ones.

As Mo Fan got closer and closer, someone on the island finally noticed his visitor.

After the two immortal cultivators stationed at the port were in a hurry, they finally assigned their respective tasks.

One person went to report to the sect elders, and the other came to greet Mo Fan.

Looking at Mo Fan in front of him, whose cultivation level he could not see at all, the Tianzhu Sect disciple who came to greet him looked uneasy.

It wasn't until Mo Fan stopped a dozen feet in front of him and looked at him gently that he suppressed the nervousness in his heart, bowed his hands, and slowly said hello:

"The villain Tianzhu Sect Zhang Yang has met his senior!"

"Don't be nervous, little friend. I came to your sect to do business." Mo Fan smiled slightly and lifted up the young man in front of him.

Perhaps seeing that Mo Fan did not have any ill intentions, the anxiety on the face of the young man named Zhang Yang softened slightly.

After coming back to his senses, he took Mo Fan to the living room at the port that was specially used to entertain visitors.

"Senior, the villain's fellow disciples have already gone to inform the elders of the sect. Please wait a moment." Zhang Yang dragged a cup of spiritual tea and carefully handed it to Mo Fan.

Looking at the spiritual tea that didn't have much spiritual energy in front of him, Mo Fan didn't dislike it. He took it in his hand and tasted it slightly.

In the past, he didn't even bother to take a look at this kind of spiritual tea.

But judging from the slightly reluctant expression of the young man, it seemed that this was the best spiritual tea that their sect could provide.

It's no wonder that this sect finally chose to sell the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo.

Judging from this state, let alone waiting for the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo to become the Golden Thunder Bamboo, it may be difficult to continue for hundreds of years.

After dozens of breaths.

The only elder of Tianzhu Sect rushed over in a panic.

When he saw Mo Fan sitting very peacefully in the living room drinking tea, his mind suddenly started to shut down.

At this time, Zhou Changshui was actually confused. He was originally giving lessons to the new disciples of the sect.

However, he was suddenly informed by the disciples of the sect that a master suspected to be from the Jindan stage was coming to the sect. He was so frightened that he left everyone behind and rushed over in a hurry.

These inexperienced disciples may not know the cruelty of high-level monks in the outside world, but he is aware of it.

My junior dared to make a golden elixir monk wait for him. Didn't he think he had a long life?

But now that it was over, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.

After calming down his anxiety, he saluted with both hands:

"Wan...Junior Zhou Changshui, I have met my senior!"

"Well, you have the final say in Tianzhu Sect now, right?" Mo Fan put down the teacup in his hand, nodded slightly, and asked straight to the point.

"Yes, senior. Now that I hold the position of elder of Tianzhu Sect, I am responsible for the entire Tianzhu Sect. Just now, the juniors were ignorant and neglected senior. I hope senior will calm down."

Zhou Changshui did not dare to hide anything and answered Mo Fan's questions truthfully.

"Elder Zhou, don't be nervous. I came to your sect to discuss a deal. You can sit down first~"

Mo Fan saw Zhou Changshui's nervousness and explained his purpose.

"Okay... okay, I wonder what you want, senior?" Zhou Changshui nodded quickly and sat down carefully on a chair where Mo Fan started.

Although Mo Fan had already said that he wanted to make a deal, he did not dare to say a deal.

Judging from his many years of experience, these high-level monks are all very bad.

He talks about benevolence and morality, and treats people sincerely on the surface, but secretly he does all kinds of shameful things.

In short, it's just one sentence. You can only believe three points of what this group of people say.

Especially the benefits they promise, don’t believe even a word.

If you really believed the benefits they promised, you might not even know how you died in the end. "It seems that Elder Zhou still doesn't believe in Mo's sincerity, that's all. Then Mo said directly that he came here mainly for a thing belonging to your sect. This thing is of great use to me. I hope Elder Zhou can part with it. .”

Looking down at Zhou Changshui who dared not lean back on the chair, Mo Fan smiled and shook his head.

"I wonder what it is?" Zhou Changshui's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad thought.

He first thought of the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo that had been cultivated within the sect for nearly a thousand years.

After all, today's Tianzhu Sect, apart from the Tianleizhu, has nothing that can be used.

"Tian Lei Bamboo." Mo Fan didn't go around any further.

"This..." Zhou Changshui's heart trembled when he heard Mo Fan mention the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo.

"I wonder if Elder Zhou can give up his love? The price is easy to say, as long as the price is not outrageous."

"No... no problem. Since Senior Mo likes it, it is an honor for our Tianzhu Sect. If Senior Mo needs it urgently, just use it."

Zhou Changshui's face was full of bitterness, and he pretended not to hear what Mo Fan said later and did not dare to raise any conditions.

Despite the order of the Star Palace, high-level monks cannot kill low-level monks innocently, otherwise they will be held accountable.

But whoever really believes this is mentally ill.

The world of cultivating immortals has always been dominated by the weak and the strong.

Besides, which high-level monk would be stupid enough to kill someone and then spread the word all over the world.

If someone doesn't speak out after someone kills someone and silences them, can Xing Gong still spend a lot of money to pursue it?
Not to mention that their Tianzhu Sect is now in such a state of decline that there are three or two big cats and two kittens. Even some sects with many Jindan monks who are in charge will be destroyed if they are destroyed.

Knowing this, Zhou Changshui still dared to put forward conditions.

"Since Elder Zhou doesn't speak, then Mo can only bid." After seeing Zhou Changshui's concerns, Mo Fan didn't ask any more questions.

"No... no problem."

"Then Elder Lao Zhou will lead the way. Mo has other important things to attend to and cannot stay any longer."

"Yes! Senior, follow me." Although Zhou Changshui's heart was bleeding at this time, he still maintained a smile on his face.

A few dozen breaths later, the two came to a medicine field.

The medicine field is not big, about one acre.

What is strange is that the middle circle of the medicine field is empty, and only the outer edges are planted with various spiritual medicinal materials.

No, there seems to be a green bamboo a few inches high and as thick as a little finger in the center?

The appearance is indeed a bit too ordinary. If he hadn't known in advance that Thunder Bamboo was planted here, Mo Fan would never have connected this thing with Thunder Bamboo.

He might not be able to recognize it in the wild.

The only special thing is that the thunder aura is very strong near the Thunder Bamboo.

"Senior, the one in the middle is the Thunder Bamboo, which is nearly 4000 years old." Pointing to the Thunder Bamboo in the middle of the medicine field, Zhou Changshui introduced it while holding back the pain in his body.

"Well, it is indeed close to the year 4000." Looking at the nearly four-inch Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, Mo Fan nodded with satisfaction.

At that time, the Miaoyin Sect divided the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo into two parts. In the end, Han Li still got about two inches, which shows that it is at least nearly 4000 years old.

So everything is right.

It seems that the Miaoyin Sect was purchased from the Tianzhu Sect back then.

In other words, Tianzhu Sect will have only one disciple left after 100 years.

This Zhou Changshui is in the middle stage of foundation building, and his lifespan is probably already over a hundred years old.

As soon as he passed away, if Tianzhu Sect had no new foundation-building monks, this situation would indeed be very likely.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Fan patted his storage bag, took out a dozen foundation-building pills and nearly ten bottles of pills that could improve foundation-building cultivation, handed them to Zhou Changshui, and said slowly:
"These pills will be used as a bargaining chip by Mr. Mo to buy the Thunder Bamboo. Elder Zhou will see if he is satisfied."

"On behalf of the Tianzhu Sect, I would like to thank my seniors for the gift!"

Zhou Changshui had not yet opened the bottle cap to take a look. From the concentration of spiritual energy escaping, he knew that these elixirs were valuable. He quickly put the elixirs into his storage bag and gave Mo Fan a big salute.

At the same time, his face turned red instantly because he was so excited, and the corners of his eyes became slightly moist uncontrollably.

"Elder Zhou doesn't have to be like this, just take what you need. In fact, the value of Thunder Bamboo is far greater than these pills. Mo is afraid that giving you too much will easily lead to disaster. So, you keep this talisman , in the future, if the Tianzhu Sect is in need or encounters a strong enemy, as long as the opponent is not a Nascent Soul monk, they can come to me with this letter. In the next few decades, I will temporarily stay near Kuixing Island Danxia Island."

Seeing that he only gave him some unused elixirs, but he was so grateful, Mo Fan felt a little regretful, and took out a talisman from his storage bag and handed it to Sailor Zhou.

His character has always been like this, typically taking soft things but not hard ones.

"Thank you, senior! Senior Mo's kindness today will be forever remembered by everyone in our Tianzhu Sect."

Seeing that Mo Fan wanted to give him the letter talisman, Zhou Changshui was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing and hurriedly saluted again.

If the Foundation Building Pill given by Mo Fan earlier injected hope of life into the declining Tianzhu Sect, then this letter talisman is a Shangfang sword that protects the Tianzhu Sect.

Let them have enough time to digest these dozen foundation building pills and use them to improve themselves.

Although he couldn't see through the cultivation of Mo Fan in front of him, he could easily guess from the fact that Mo Fan could take out so many elixirs without any care and dare to give the letter talisman that the senior in front of him was definitely A strong man in the golden elixir realm.

Otherwise, how can ordinary Jindan monks speak so confidently? Anyone except Nascent Soul stage monks can come to him.

I have really met a noble person. God will never destroy my Tianzhu Sect!Zhou Changshui was very excited.

"Elder Zhou?" Seeing that Zhou Changshui didn't respond after taking the letter talisman, Mo Fan had no choice but to remind him.

"I'm really sorry, senior. I'm too excited inside. Please wait a moment, and I will get the Thunder Bamboo right now."

After hearing Mo Fan's reminder, Zhou Changshui recovered from his excitement and flew towards the Thunder Bamboo in the center of the medicine field.

I saw his fingers quickly forming seals, and wisps of spiritual energy from all around began to penetrate into the roots of the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo.

As he drove the last spell into the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, the entire Heavenly Thunder Bamboo emerged from the spiritual field and fell into Zhou Changshui's hands.

Then I saw him take out a long box from the storage bag, and then carefully put the Thunder Bamboo into it.

"Senior Mo, here it is!" Zhou Changshui held the long box in both hands and handed it to Mo Fan.

"Thank you for your hard work, Elder Zhou." Mo Fan smiled slightly as he took the long box and put it into the storage bag.

"Senior, you're too polite, but it's just a piece of cake. And it's a blessing for Tianleizhu to find a wise master like Senior Mo." Zhou Changshui quickly waved his hand.

"By the way, does Senior Mo know how to cultivate the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo?"

"Oh~, does the transplantation of thunder bamboo today require special methods?"

"Yes, senior. However, it depends on the situation. If senior replants the Heavenly Thunder Bamboo within half a year of leaving the soil, there is no need. If it exceeds half a year, special methods are needed to transplant it to ensure its viability."

"Is that so? I really didn't know there was such a thing."

"Haha, it's normal that the seniors don't know. It's because our Tianzhu Sect mainly cultivates the Thunder Bamboo that we are so familiar with its characteristics. Since the seniors don't know, then the junior will give the senior a copy of the cultivation method of the Thunder Bamboo."

After saying that, Zhou Changshui took out a blank jade slip and put it on his forehead.

After ten interest.

"Here, senior." Zhou Changshui opened his eyes and handed the jade slip in his hand to Mo Fan.

"Thank you. Mo has other things to do, so I'll take my leave first." Taking the jade slip handed by Zhou Changshui, Mo Fan said goodbye.

"Everyone from Tianzhu Sect, send me your best wishes!"

Under the leadership of Zhou Changshui, the entire Tianzhu Sect disciples lined up in a row and saluted Mo Fan's departing back. (End of chapter)