Immortality, Starting from the Side Sect

"Oh, Mr. Chen is still kind-hearted~"

Chen Ci sighed slightly, and finally left with two soul-fixing charms for nothing.

However, Mrs. Shi Sanniang also promised that if any colleagues around her need soul-fixing talismans in the future, she will definitely help them take care of Sanyin Temple's business.

Not to mention Ms. Shi Sanniang's connections within a hundred miles, just her concubines were enough for Chen Ci to earn a little bit.

Just consider it an investment.

"It's not as high as the Taoist disciples. I, a lay disciple, am pretty good at it. Those miscellaneous cultivators say they are practitioners, but in fact they are not much better than ordinary people. It is impossible to say that the seven emotions and six desires are much better than ordinary people."

People are never judged by comparison.

It seems that the predecessor who came to Changping County, Lai Xingdao, is an unintentional path in the immortal sect, but compared with miscellaneous cultivators like Shi Sanniangzi, he is actually the type of person who is making progress.

"It can't be compared to worse. In Changping County, I am Mr. Chen, but let alone Liang State, even in Xishan Prefecture, my Sanyin Temple has no name."

"Don't dare to relax, you still have to practice."

Chen Ci patted the Five Yin Evil Qi bag on his waist. I'm afraid he has to refine this thing to perfection and push his cultivation level to above ninety orifices in order to be able to protect himself as a Qi refining monk. At that time, as long as he doesn't It shouldn't be a big problem if you bump into an inner disciple of the Xuanmen sect.

If you are deceived by the lustful appearance of a beautiful woman like Shi Sanniang and think you are a person, you are probably not far from the withered bones in the grave.

Two days later.

Chen Ci slowly opened his eyes in trance, and stretched out his hand to suppress the faintly beating bag of Five Yin evil energy around his waist.

It can be said that this mountain beast is of better quality than pigs. After two days of work, the five yin evil spirit bags devoured the flesh and blood as a sacrifice, and some of them rarely expressed satisfaction. Even the colorful tiger was able to achieve the result of two days. After feeding, the connection between the evil spirit bag and Chen Ci's mind became even closer.

I have an inexplicable feeling about having a pet, what should I do?

In fact, Chen Ci originally wanted to raise that golden cat. Which man can refuse a big cat, right?

But unfortunately, that golden head was not very spiritual, that is, it was too stupid. Chen Ci only raised it for half a day before he lost his patience, so he simply cut off the tiger penis, left some tiger bones to soak in wine, and fed the rest to Wu Yin evil spirit bag.

Well, he has a friend who likes this and likes to have a few drinks. Chen Ci himself despises this kind of behavior of eating and drinking.

After the evil spirit bag calmed down completely, Chen Ci looked at the golden finger panel.

Sanyin Qi-eating method: 29/100

Stone Lock Hunyuan Gong: 5/100

Five-yin evil spirit bag: five-layer ban/10/100

Yinmafutu Lock: Double Restriction/1/5

Soul-fixing Talisman: Xiao Cheng/5/100

Xiao Zhutian’s Qi-Inspiratory Pill Technique: Not Beginner/0/4

There is little progress in Taoist practice.

But the slight progress is clearly visible.

"Without resources, the basic skills can only be polished slowly with persistence and perseverance. However, with the Five Yin Evil Qi Bags and the Soul-fixing Talisman, you can see progress every day if you persist. It is worth investing heavily."

"However, the amount of flesh and blood consumed every day is not a small amount. Not to mention ferocious beasts, even domestic animals are somewhat unable to withstand it. Moreover, the talisman paper and elixir ink are almost used up. I have been here at Sanyin Temple for nearly half a month, but nothing has been accomplished."

Oh, I've only worn it for half a month, so it's okay.

"Crack, snap, snap."

"What's the matter?"

Chen Ci's eyes were slightly vacant. Why did someone always come to disturb his mood when he was feeling a little emotional? It couldn't be that someone came to ask for talismans again.

"Master, the backyard is not enough."

Outside the door was his second disciple Gan Yang, and his eldest disciple Niu Ji escorted him to the main altar. He would not be able to come back within two or three months.

When Chen Ci heard about the backyard, he stood up. Although Gan Yang didn't say it clearly, he knew what it was about, so he hesitated for a moment.

Without him, there must be something wrong with the corpse mushrooms in the backyard.

Originally, after Chen Ci inherited the property of Sanyin Temple, he learned that his predecessor was secretly raising Ganoderma lucidum with corpses in the backyard. He was still very panicked and resisted, fearing that he would be beaten as a demon and one day be cut off by a passing swordsman. .

But when he was about to pull it out, he hesitated.

It is really difficult to cultivate immortality. Apart from Chen Ci's extraordinary appearance, he is really poor. These corpse mushrooms are his few remaining assets, and they are the only ones worth a little bit.

My predecessor learned Xiaozhutian's Qi-invigorating Dan method, just to rely on these corpse mushrooms to refine some Qi-nourishing Green Zhi Dan to assist his practice. As a result, before the mushrooms were ripe, the method was not practiced, and the person died first.

To pull out or not to pull out, that is the question.

It is also a question whether to forget one's righteousness at the sight of small profits or to seek wealth and wealth through danger.

"No matter how much medicinal materials you raise, it feels like a knife licking blood."

Chen Ci shook his head and ordered: "You two go to the side hall and wait for me."

"Okay, sir."

Sanyin Temple, side hall.

Chen Ci took a sip of Tiger Pencil and coughed up the tea, and then asked calmly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Sir, the corpse in the vagina in the backyard is almost finished decomposing, but the lame old man in Baihualin said that the price will be increased, you see."

Gan Yang reported in a low voice.

Fertilizer is required for farming, and the same is true for planting elixirs. As the name implies, the fertilizer needed for zombies is Yin corpses. The corpses with cultivation qualifications are preferred, but the corpses of martial arts practitioners are also acceptable, and ordinary mortals are the last.

Baihualin is a cemetery, yizhuang, and mass grave in the north of Changping County. Except for a few dignitaries in Changping County, basically all the corpses are buried in Baihualin. Over the years, the bones are piled up, and the same corpse materials were used in the predecessor. They are all obtained from there, but they are bought with money.

More than twenty years ago, Baihualin Yizhuang was occupied by a miscellaneous cultivator who claimed to be a lame Taoist. He seemed to be doing good deeds of gathering corpses, but secretly he also did a lot of dirty work. His cultivation level was about ten orifices of Qi refining. The magic weapon is unknown, but it is suspected to be of the corpse-raising lineage, otherwise he would not live in such a place.

The predecessor seemed to be quite polite to the lame man.

A few memories flashed through Chen Ci's mind, and he asked, "How much will Lame Lao Dao increase the price?"

"Ordinary corpses cost 50 taels of gold, bones of martial artists cost 15 taels of gold, and a high-grade Yin corpse costs 30 taels of gold."

I'll wipe it, okay?

Why can't I control my hand and press it on the bag of Five Yin evil spirits?

"Huh~"

Chen Ci exhaled a filthy breath and said, don't worry about some extravagant wealth: "Buy five high-grade Yin corpses."

Forget it, you have sown everything, and you can’t give up halfway as a human being.

I won’t plant it anymore.

"But Master, if this is the case, there won't be much money left in Guanli's books."

"ah?"

Chen Ci knew that he was quite poor, but when he heard these words, his eyelids jumped. It felt so sudden.

"The property in the temple has one thousand acres of land, and the annual income is two thousand four hundred taels."

"The private land is 4,500 acres, and the annual income after tax is 9,700 taels."

"There are two manors, and the annual income is one thousand three hundred taels."

"During the holidays, the county magistrate and several wealthy families in Changping County will give a gift of two thousand taels of silver."

"Jinpenshan Heifeng Village will send five hundred taels of silver every year."

Gan Yang held a thick book and said carefully: "This is the main income of the temple. There are currently 2,734 taels of silver in the account. After purchasing the Yin Corpse, there will be only a thousand taels of silver left. "

After a pause, Gan Yang added a few words: "Sir, the money for this year's holiday gifts in Changping County has not been handed over yet, and there is Heifeng Village, which I need to go to."

"No need."

Chen Ci frowned and interrupted Gan Yang's suggestion.

Damn it, the autumn harvest is just around the corner, and there is still some time before the end of the year holiday. If you go to ask for money for the holiday, wouldn't you make Mr. Chen kneel down and beg for food?

He couldn't afford to lose this man.

The thousand taels of silver on his account would be enough if he saved some money, but Chen Ci was practicing the Five Yin Evil Qi Bags every day, and the money was flowing in loudly, making it impossible to stop. Saving money would be a drag on the progress of his practice.

No wonder the disciples of the Heshan Sect who travel outside often do illegal things.

And the stubborn Heshan Sect swallowed up all his hard-earned money.

"Wait a minute, what's going on in the Black Wind Village in Jinpen Mountain?"

Chen Ci suddenly discovered Hua Dian in the account: "What is their relationship with Guanli? Why did they send money here?"