Immortal and Demon Cultivation

People are full of greed, so there are businessmen.

Businessmen are the purest group of people in the world. As long as they are alive, they will figure out how to make money and how to trade.

After the people on horseback conquered the wilderness of the Far West, they became slave owners in the Far West. They missed the luxurious life of their ancestors and wanted to use Middle-earth ceramics and wear Middle-earth silks.

So they dismounted their war horses and began to build ships. Every year, large ships came from the far west to the coast of Middle-earth to trade with the Western Sea in the west of the Western Region.

These large ships not only brought rhino horn, gold, ivory, agate, diamond and other luxury goods unique to the far west, but also brought many black-skinned slaves. Therefore, these Kunlun slaves can often be seen in Middle Earth and the Western Regions.

Especially in the Western Regions, Kunlun slaves can be seen in every city-state. News of the human alliance reached the wild lands of the far west. The slave owners from the east felt that their ancestors had ridden war horses and fought bloody battles with the Storm Legion among the six legions of the heavens, and the wolf nature in their bodies had not disappeared. ,must

Follow your ancestors and walk on that path of glory. So I saw a lot of Kunlun slaves at the foot of Cangyun Mountain. The people who led these Kunlun slaves through the security check all had oriental faces, and they all seemed to be monks. They were probably shamans, priests and other cultivators. The true Dharma practiced is not correct

The Tao, Demon and Buddha that is common among local cultivators is similar to the witchcraft in southern Xinjiang and the grasslands.

A short, fat little old man was waiting for the security check at the foot of the mountain, carrying a bamboo pole and cloth curtain.

He sneaked into the Kunlun slave team and chatted cunningly with a young man wearing colorful shaman costumes.

"You came from the wild land in the far west, right? How did you cross a territory of nearly 100,000 miles in a few months? How many Kunlun slave warriors did you bring here? Did you go by land or water?"

The young shaman shook his head, pointed to the sky, and said in a somewhat broken Chinese language: "No, no, let's fly, big ship, fly!"

It took the little old man a long time to figure out that these people came on a flying ship.

This kind of aircraft is not difficult to make. Isn't it said that that brat Ye Xiaochuan built a flying house out of golden nanmu in Death Lake? The principle is very simple. Through the spiritual power in the spiritual stone, the magic circle is activated to make the house fly.

There are also wizards who practice witchcraft in the wild lands of the far west. It is not difficult to build some flying wooden boats.

He nodded and said: "No wonder you were able to come to Middle-earth within a few months. It turned out that you flew here. I saw that this man has hundreds of Kunlun slaves. How about selling one to me?"

The young shaman thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, ten pieces of cloth, good cloth."

The little old man's eyes widened and he said: "Ten horses? Too expensive! Two horses!"

The young shaman shook his head and said: "No, no, we can't compete with eight horses. These are very powerful warriors!"

The business was not done. The young shaman insisted on eight horses, but the little old man only offered two, so the business was dead.

Seeing those Kunlun slaves holding simple swords and wearing cloth in their pockets walking slowly past his eyes, the little old man felt very sorry.

If you buy one for yourself, you can help yourself fight and carry your luggage in the future, and you can feel more relaxed.

It's a pity that these shamans from the far west are too greedy. A Kunlun slave costs eight pieces of cloth. I am just a fortune teller and storyteller. It is difficult to make ends meet. How can I afford it?

A few months later, the old man regretted it. He should have bought a Kunlun slave at Cangyun's feet.

If he bought Kunlun Slave, he wouldn't have to walk around the world with the loser who bankrupted him.

Of course, this is all a story for later.

After the sun completely set, it was the old storyteller's turn to go through the security check.

The disciples of the Cangyun Sect frowned when they saw a fat old man coming over who didn't know whether he was a storyteller or a fortune teller.

A young disciple of the Cangyun Sect stepped forward and stopped the old storyteller and said, "Old man, what are you doing?"

The old storyteller said: "Go up the mountain to watch the excitement. Isn't it tomorrow that the world will meet together?"

The Cangyun Sect disciple said: "Do you know how high it is from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain?"

The old storyteller grinned and said: "Thirteen thousand eight hundred and sixty-two feet." Disciple Cangyun said: "Since you know this, why are you here to make trouble? Look at the people around you who are waiting to go up the mountain. They are all young and strong. A person, or a person from a foreign race, you are so old, and with your physical strength, you will die of exhaustion before you can climb the mountainside.

Let's go back. "

The old storyteller was unhappy and said, "Are you looking down on me? I am a cultivator, a senior, and an expert!"

Disciple Cangyun turned around and looked at the old storyteller, then he raised his hands and said, "So we are from the same sect. I wonder which sect your senior is an expert in?"

The old storyteller said proudly: "I have no school or sect, I am self-taught."

Cangyun's disciple said: "Cultivators all fly in the air. Only ordinary people walk up the stone steps from the foot of the mountain. If seniors are really cultivators, why don't they fly in the air and go to the top of the mountain?" The old storyteller choked and said: "Old... I want to see the Cangyun Mountain scenery along the way and appreciate this fairyland. Don't you allow it? Why are you talking so much nonsense? Get out of the way. Didn't you see that it's already dark? You're delaying me tomorrow. view

Li, you can’t afford to suffer! "

Cangyun Sect attaches great importance to this human alliance, especially the security check. Everyone who enters the scope of Samsara Peak must be checked.

There were not enough disciples for the Cangyun Sect, so more than 10,000 people were drawn from the five roads and sixty-three states in Jiangnan to check and register.

The storyteller wanted to sneak in, but it was definitely not allowed.

The Cangyun disciple said, "If you can prove that you are a cultivator, I will let you go. Just fly and show me."

The storyteller said, "Flying in the air is a small trick, which is nothing. Besides, I am not a monkey. If I fly, wouldn't you treat me like a monkey?"

The Cangyun disciple said, "Old man, if you can't prove that you are a cultivator, then please go back. I won't let you go up."

The storyteller argued with the Cangyun disciple for a long time. The Cangyun disciple became a little impatient and pushed him aside, asking the people waiting to enter the mountain to come forward for questioning and inspection.

The storyteller was furious and walked over step by step.

The Cangyun disciple was about to lose his temper, but suddenly saw that the old man left a three-inch deep footprint on the hard stone slab with every step.

His face changed drastically! These are all slabs of stone made of the hardest granite. They have been walked on by countless people and are very smooth. A pair of fleshy feet actually left deep footprints on them. The most terrible thing is that there are no cracks in the rock texture around those footprints, as if the rock was melted by the soles of the feet.