Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 17 Why bother when you can exchange money for it?

 At this moment.

The partridge whistle was all focused on the colorful-feathered rooster.

 I just feel that I am worthy of being a descendant of the Phoenix.

 Strutting with head held high, unruly.

 A stream of energy shoots straight into the sky through the feather crest.

 Among a group of poultry, he stands out from the crowd and has an extraordinary appearance.

  Didn’t notice it at all.

 Chen Yulou on the side had a meaningful smile on his lips.

 If it weren’t for the fear of exposing too many flaws.

　　He was too lazy to go to Nanzhai.

 Just come straight to this place.

As the world's first-class divine chicken, there have been countless rumors about it in Miaojiang since ancient times.

According to legend, before the corpse exorcist goes into the mountain, he will pray for the blood of Nu Qing's **** comb in the middle of the night and offer sacrifices to the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth.

but.

 Many years have passed.

 There are very few people who know how to raise angry chickens.

 Most of them are hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, unable to escape from the world.

 “Brother Chen…”

 “You can’t go wrong, that’s the Angry Chicken.”

“It’s true that you can’t find anything even if you wear iron shoes, and it doesn’t take any effort to get it.”

 Looked over the wall for a moment.

Partridge Whistle's face became more and more excited and unspeakable.

 Being of the same lineage as moving mountains, he is good at controlling the five elements.

 To this day, they still enshrine two different species of armored beasts.

Having lived for countless years, following the mountain-moving leaders of the past dynasties, walking through mountain caves and mausoleums, her seniority is extremely high.

Even they must be worthy of their predecessors.

In addition, he traveled around the world and saw many strange things.

　A pair of eyesight is astonishing.

 The rooster in the courtyard, with its colorful feathers and fire crown, and its body shining with golden light under the scorching sun, seems to be ready to rise into the sky at any moment, be reborn from nirvana and turn into a phoenix.

 “Since Brother Dao said so.”

 “Then there must be nothing wrong.”

Chen Yulou nodded calmly.

 While speaking.

 Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard.

 The two of them subconsciously raised their heads.

At a glance, I saw an old man about fifty years old, wearing Miao clothing, holding a wooden ladle in his hand, containing some coarse grains.

 Evidently they are here to feed.

 In the yard, in addition to the Nuqing chicken, there are also many chickens, ducks, dolphins and geese.

 Hello a few times.

only…

 Rice was sown all over the ground.

But none of the geese and ducks dared to come forward to grab the food.

 Only the Nuqing chicken was eating slowly.

Seeing this situation, the two of them were even more surprised.

Those poultry were obviously attracted by its breath.

The old man was used to this and ignored it. After sowing the rice, he turned around and prepared to go back to the house.

Seeing this scene, Partridge Whistle dared to delay and hurriedly took a few steps forward.

 Across the courtyard gate, he clasped his hands in fists.

 “Ada, wait.”

In Miao language, older people are called Ada, while young people are called Ana.

 He is used to traveling around the world.

To find out about the tomb of King Yelang.

 The three brothers and sisters stayed in Miao territory for more than two years.

 He has a very clear understanding of local customs and dialects.

The current Miao dialect is so authentic that there is almost no flaw in it.

"What's going on with you two later in life?"

The old man was stopped by him and immediately turned around and scanned the two people.

“Ada, to tell you the truth, we have come from afar to ask for a treasure from you.”

 “Ask for treasure?”

The old man was stunned for a moment, with doubt in his eyes.

He was a lowly man, with nothing but nothing. All he owned was a stilted building that could provide shelter from the wind and rain.

“You two have found the wrong person.”

 “Old man, I don’t have any treasures.”

"If I had it, I wouldn't be able to keep it now. I would have exchanged it for gold, silver and salt."

 Throw the next sentence.

 He turned around and was about to go back upstairs.

Seeing this situation, Partridge Whistle felt anxious, and without thinking too much, he pushed the door open with force.

 Only a click was heard.

 The door bolt was broken by his secret force.

"you…"

 The old man's face darkened.

 Getting angry immediately.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou dared to delay.

This Jinfeng Stronghold is airtight, and there are spies everywhere. Once the local warriors are alerted, even if they are amazingly powerful, they may not be able to escape.

 He could see clearly before.

Those people all have spears and blunderbuss. He has just entered the practice of cultivation now, and he is not made of copper and iron. He will still be cold if he is shot.

 As for the Partridge Whistle, although his marksmanship is magical.

 But it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands.

What's more, Chen Yulou didn't want to use force to rob him unless it was a last resort and there was really no way out.

 I just didn’t expect Partridge Whistle to have such a fiery personality.

　　They force their way into people’s homes at every turn.

"Misunderstand."

“Ada, this brother of mine is a bit impatient, but I can guarantee that he has absolutely no ill intentions.”

He walked up to the Partridge Whistle and gave him a look.

 At the same time, he put his hands into fists and smiled.

　　"You two young people are so rude and unreasonable, the old man has told you not to."

 “No, no, no.”

 Chen Yulou waved his hand.

"The treasure we are asking for is clearly far away in the sky and right before our eyes. How can Ada say it is not available?"

 Hear the words.

 The old man was instantly on guard.

 He is actually not a Miao person.

But moved from Chenzhou, Xiangxi.

  In the territory of Chenzhou, besides cinnabar, the most famous one is the art of driving away corpses.

 And this secret technique is in the hands of the two great sects.

 They are Jinzhai Leitan and Huzhai Leitan.

He was born in Jinzhai when he was young. He just offended a big shot and was hunted down. He had no choice but to hide his name and escape to Miao territory.

 Live in seclusion in Beizhai.

 Marry a wife and have children.

  Almost no different from the Miao people.

This matter is his biggest secret, and he has not even told his wife and children.

 At the moment, these two people have very human temperaments and methods.

He couldn't help but wonder, had the matter been exposed back then?

"No."

"If you two keep messing around, don't blame me for calling someone."

The old man frowned and looked sinister, and he directly opened his mouth to chase people away.

Seeing his sudden change of attitude.

Chen Yulou thought about it for a moment and understood.

The old man probably mistakenly thought that they were coming for him, so he immediately shook his head and smiled.

 “Dad, don’t get me wrong.”

“Today, my two brothers only want that chicken.”

As he spoke, he did not forget to point to the courtyard.

"it?"

The old man squinted his eyes and couldn't help but take a look at him.

But Chen Yulou’s eyes were clear and his expression was magnanimous, and he didn’t look like he was lying.

 He felt a little more relaxed.

However, his face still looked a bit stiff.

“I’ve been raising this chicken for five or six years, and it crows all the time, so I’m not willing to kill it for meat…”

 He hasn't finished his sentence yet.

 Chen Yulou suddenly took off the bamboo basket, took out a brown paper bag and opened it.

A handful of crystal clear, snow-white fine salt suddenly flowed out.

"Is it enough?"

 The old man’s eyes lit up.

 The Miao border is remote in the mountains, and the most lacking thing is salt.

 It has almost become a hard currency.

It takes three loads of rice to exchange for one pound of salt.

What's more, what Chen Yulou brought was refined salt. For just this bag, ten loads of rice may not be exchanged for it.

 Subconsciously agree.

 But I quickly glanced at the bamboo basket from the corner of my eye, and there seemed to be a lot of salt in it.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Well, you don't know something, this is anger..."

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 bang!

Chen Yulou took out another brown paper bag and slapped it on the stone pile.

"Is it enough?"

"this…"

 The old man was confused.

 When have you ever seen such a heroic person?

 A disagreement is a waste of money.

My heart couldn't help but pound.

 But human nature is greedy. He looks like an old farmer from the Miao border, but he was also a ruthless character who was accustomed to wandering around in the world when he was young.

　　forcibly suppressed the thought of agreeing.

Want to try a few more bags?

only…

Before he opened his mouth, he saw the young man dressed as a fortune teller, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, staring at him with a half-smile.

For a moment, he suddenly felt like he was being seen through and had no way to escape.

 “Lao Zhang, you have thought clearly.”

“If you miss this village, you won’t find this shop again.”

Chen Yulou picked up the bag of salt and smiled meaningfully.

"enough!"

 “The two brothers are very generous.”

 “Old man, I’m going to catch chickens for you right now.”

 (End of this chapter)