Immortality begins with monks from the side sect

Chapter 99: It’s a matter of mundane matters, asking for directions

Chapter 99: It’s a matter of mundane matters, asking for directions

Changping County, Jia family.

As the magistrate of Changping County, the Jia family's presence in the county has never been high, not to mention that it is not as good as the Wang family of the county magistrate. Even for the outsiders like the magistrate of Changping County, the Jia family has always been respectful and never contradicted.

But in fact, many fields in Changping County can be related to the Jia family. Although they are not prime farmland, they are miscellaneous fields and lower fields. When the amount increases, you can make a lot of money. , and because they control documents, files, warehouse management, money and grain, etc., the Jia family's power in the county is much higher than their position.

No, the day before yesterday, the county magistrate actually wanted to collect grain to help the people. He also took out some posts about Chen Zhenren, but the county magistrate Jia secretly joined forces with the big families in the county to block it.

Whatever you mean, forget it, why, isn’t it fun to make money?
  But today, several big families in the county gathered at Jia's house, but the expressions on their faces were not very good.

"Did you receive it too?"

"A whole three thousand stones, who the hell sent this post?"

"There is no king's law in my eyes, there is no king's law in my eyes!"

When they got up today, the masters of these big families all received a note with a number on the bedside, and there was a bone mark next to it, the meaning of which was self-evident.

No, not long after the day dawned, several people came to Jia's house to discuss countermeasures. The skyrocketing food prices in the county had something to do with them.

"Okay, stop talking. Except for that real person, no one else in this county has this ability."

Jia Xiancheng's eyes narrowed slightly: "The question now is whether or not to hand over the grain, and how to hand it over. Doing so breaks the rules."

"If you don't hand it over, you won't hand it over even if you kill me!"

An old man wearing a light-colored cotton coat said with a stick on his neck: "My ancestors of the An family also had great Taoist practitioners. I don't believe that they dare to do anything to me!"

The rest of the people couldn't help but rolled their eyes. Forget it on weekdays, this is hundreds of years old. Your An family ancestor can still crawl out of the ground. You don't know where to scatter the ashes.

"Although there are immortals in this world, the secular world has its own court system and the rules of Longhu Mountain. If you don't pay, then everyone will not pay."

Jia Xiancheng touched the goat's beard and said leisurely: "None of you have any background or in-laws, right? If we work together in Changping County, we won't be afraid of others."

"No."

"Yes, no one will pay, it's settled!"

Everyone came in a hurry, but when they left, they seemed to have a backbone, each one seemed to have made up his mind, no longer panicked, no longer out of breath.

Changping County, county government.

Chen Ci was sitting in the main seat, glanced at the Changping County Magistrate on the side, and then glanced at the wealthy people sitting in the hall with lowered eyebrows, and asked: "Has the food in this county been raised?"

The Changping County Magistrate took out an account book and chuckled: "Let Chen Zhenren know that the people in Changping County are simple and simple, and I have raised this food. This winter will be no problem."

"Three thousand stones of food to settle down."

The eyelids of all the dignitaries in the hall twitched, and they all looked at an old man in the corner. The old man named An smiled coquettishly: "Low-key, low-key."

"The Jia family has three thousand shi of food."

"The Wang family has three thousand stones of food."

"The Huang family has three thousand shi of food."

The old man surnamed An: "?"

Good guy, there wasn’t a single family here that didn’t donate. They all handed over the food in full according to the amount on the note.

"Haha, you are here too."

"Haha, it's quite a coincidence."

Everyone said hello cheerfully, but others could not predict whether they were feeling jealous or not.

"Since we have paid the food and everyone is here today, come up and sign the pledge."

Chen Ci felt a little regretful. Isn't there any thorny shop in Changping County that would jump out and slap him in the face?

If you don't get ahead of yourself, Mr. Chen, how will I be able to complete my mission of essence and blood, and how will I be able to make progress?
  "If the grain goes into the official treasury and there is any omission in the account book, the family on duty will compensate it tenfold."

Chen Ci picked up the tea cup and said with a smile: "If you dare to step into the water and stir up a fire dragon, all the people who were detained today will die. I am not kidding. You must work harder in the future."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall really changed their colors, especially Jia Xian Cheng, whose face trembled severely.

The Jia family knows how to be an official, which is to never contradict an official face to face.

It doesn't matter if you hand over the food. There are ways to get double the food on weekdays. The food always has to be placed in the granary.

But what Chen Ci said was really unreasonable and inconsistent with official rules.

"Zhenren Chen, this"

Jia Xian Cheng stroked his goat's beard and subconsciously wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Chen Ci's wave of his hand: "Do your job well and it will be fine."

After receiving a cold glance from Chen Ci, the county magistrate's expression became a little unnatural, and he couldn't say anything else. He could only sigh in his heart. This Liang Kingdom is, after all, the Liang Kingdom of immortals.

"Worldly things are distracting, but as an outer deacon, you can't avoid such trivial matters, hey."

Chen Ci chuckled, but he had some other gains, or some practice experience.

Five ghost transporting method: small success/91/100 (refining three drops of essence and blood every day can enter one of them, surrender the inner ghost, and the spiritual ghost will regenerate on its own)

In addition to feeding the five ghosts with essence and blood and practicing magical techniques, Chen Ci discovered that if the five ghosts were allowed to do such little tricks at night, such as sending messages through walls and scaring people in dreams, it would actually make him and the five ghosts more psychic. It's easier to use than using them to help fight the enemy or something. "Five ghost transportation method, transportation."

Chen Ci touched his chin and seemed to gain something.

Although his golden finger panel has some notes on Taoist practice and ritual rituals, these notes are not as detailed as expected. Sometimes, Chen Ci has to think and understand by himself.

Just like the Wuyin evil spirit bag and the white bone heart-locking hammer, it only states the amount of flesh, blood and bones required for the sacrifice. However, Chen Ci can clearly feel during the sacrifice process that whether it is the evil spirit bag or the heart-locking hammer, it is very important for the sacrifice. They all have obvious preferences for refining materials.

The five yin evil spirits prefer the flesh and blood of beasts.

The White Bone Lock Heart Hammer prefers human bones. Although animal bones are not impossible, if you use old human bones, the speed of the sacrifice can be much faster. Otherwise, the first layer of bones will not be destroyed in less than a hundred days. After vigorously restraining the refining, Baihualin lame old man helped a lot, but he didn't know how long the bones in the mass grave would be enough for him.

"Practice and practice weapons also pay attention to following the trend. If you don't pay attention, you can put the Taoist book in front of you and follow the gourd and draw the scoop, but you won't be able to refine the magical weapon that you can take advantage of."

Chen Ci understood that no one would write these things in the Taoist book, even the Taoist book about the five-yin evil spirit bag and the white-bone heart-locking hammer. It only said that a large amount of flesh, blood, and bones were used for sacrifice. The specific quantity and time of the sacrifice would be updated. Nothing at all.

"Someone is coming."

Chen Ci called his disciples, thought for a while, and then ordered: "Take five thousand kilograms of grain every day, price it at fifteen cents per kilogram, and sell it to his tenants or poor families in the county first. Each household can only allow For one pound, any legs that dare to be resold will be kicked out at a discount, so go ahead.”

"and many more."

Suddenly, Chen Ci called out to Niu Ji who was about to go out, and pondered for a moment: "If you really can't afford the money, you will starve to death. Allow them half-price credit. Let's go down."

Hey, Mr. Chen is really kind-hearted, and the light of Heshan is well-deserved.

But now that mundane things have come to an end, he has other things to think about.

An easy-to-use panacea.

The origin of the so-called waterway manager and the changes in Xishan Mansion. What is the situation?

The people at the bottom just have to accept the situation. If a middle- and lower-class immortal sect official like him doesn't understand anything and can't see clearly, he can't blame others if he steps into a trap one day.

"On the road to spiritual practice, there are indeed many competing interests. Ask around more so that you can cross the river by stroking the tiger's head in the future."

Chen Ci thought so.

Xishan Mansion, Xishanfang.

Baibaolou.

"Hey, rare visitor, you haven't been here for half a year, right?"

The flower mask on the shopkeeper's face showed a rare expression of enthusiasm. His eyes looked at Chen Ci's hands and arms: "I'm here to sell something this time. Well, I have a friend who thinks you are so... The health elixir is really good, and I want to buy some more.”

"I understand, I have a friend."

Chen Ci also smiled: "But the price of goods in Xishan Mansion has risen a lot these days. You, the shopkeeper, know the price of this elixir."

The spending power of the casual cultivators in the mountains is still a little weak. After three months, Chen Ci has accumulated 23 bottles of health elixirs in his hands, and he should be able to make a fortune.

"I can't afford it. It seems I can't afford this pill."

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and said in a sad tone: "In this world, you'd better see what you can buy."

Chen Ci: "." Hey, this Lao Deng!

"Don't worry, I do have some things to buy, and I also want to ask the shopkeeper about something."

Chen Ci took out a bottle of health-preserving elixir and put it on the table: "Shopkeeper, if you think it's okay, just give me an honest price and use the elixir to offset the price. I'll refund the excess and make up for the less. How about that?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Chen Ci. Since it was business, it had to be discussed. He pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Chen Ci played with the elixir bottle, thought for a while, and then asked: "Shopkeeper, I saw a Taoist formula in a incomplete Taoist scripture, which says 'Refining the orifice and exchanging blood, the essence will not decline', do you know What does this mean?"

"One."

The shopkeeper raised a finger and said calmly.

so cheap?

Chen Ci was a little suspicious, but still agreed: "Okay."

You can't be fooled or suffer a loss when buying a health pill, but it's worth it as long as you know some information.

"Well, I don't know what this sentence means."

The shopkeeper Youyou poured out a health elixir from the elixir bottle, sniffed it a few times, and put it into her sleeve after confirming that there was no problem. "Also, in the future, don't ask others about Taoist scriptures orally, either from fellow teachers or from I’ll explain it to you, do you dare to believe it?”

Chen Ci: "." I didn't know you were still charging money!

Seemingly sensing Chen Ci's doubts, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "In business, the word 'I don't know' is also valuable. At least I didn't lie to you, right?"

Your relationship is pretty good, old man.

Chen Ci was angry, trembling, and cold. In this world, an honest man like him was taught another lesson. He really couldn't get better.

"but."

The shopkeeper paused for a moment and then said leisurely: "The scripture pavilion over at Fuyunfang can explain scriptures for people. If your incomplete Taoist scriptures are valuable, you might be able to sell them for a fortune."

(End of this chapter)

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