Immortality, Starting from the Side Sect

"Master Chen, is there any misunderstanding here?"

The old head of the Huang family had a puzzled face and was very frightened: "Young man really doesn't understand this."

He felt that he had died unjustly, for no reason, and he didn't know what Chen Ci was suspecting. Could it be that he also wanted to imitate the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain named Ge?

He couldn't help but feel sad, this world

"Misunderstanding? Maybe."

Chen Ci was silent for a moment, feeling that there were many things he wanted to ask, but in the end he just smiled and asked why he was talking so much.

He's not looking for evidence.

The incident in Qingquan Village started when the prince of the Wang family of Xishan Prefecture came to discuss the medicinal material business, then fell into the village, then they went to investigate, and then reported the evil spirits that suddenly appeared in Changping County, and the Longhu Mountain inspection ended here. solve.

There are too many coincidences in it. It happened that things started because of the Huang family and ended with the Huang family making a profit.

The biggest hidden benefit that many people ignore is the medicinal fields in Qingquanzhai!

This kind of asset cannot be taken away, nor can it be converted into cash. It can only be developed through human labor and will flow slowly.

As for the professional counterpart in Changping County, that is, the Huang family, which started out as a herbalist, has such manpower and material resources, there may be traces of the Wenxiang Sect behind it, but it is hard to say.

In a year or two, the medicinal fields will be reused. Wouldn't they be delicious?

Chen Ci glanced at Huang Defa a few times, thinking that there was some friendship between them, and said: "During the last few days at the end of the month, fellow Taoist monks were too confused."

"ah?"

Huang Defa seemed to be recalling what happened. After remembering it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Master Chen, you also saw the appearance of the medicinal field of Wuqi Peiyuan Mushroom. The young man is really afraid of being blamed by the masters of Longhu Mountain. .”

"It's true that you're afraid. It's true that turning gray hair in a few days can't be deceived, but that's not what you're afraid of."

"Since you know what the medicinal field of Wuqi Peiyuan Mushroom looks like, why are you not afraid of it later? Is it because Lin Banshan came here?"

Chen Ci waved his hand and stopped his explanation: "No matter how strong the Wenxiang Sect is, it can't be stronger than Longhu Mountain. Since you are afraid of being blamed by the masters of Longhu Mountain, what else can Lin Banshan promise you? You are such an old man. As for being so naive.”

"What you are actually afraid of is that the high-level Taoist monks from Longhu Mountain went to Qingquan Village in those days. Whether you came to beg me or there was an evil spirit in the county in those few days, I am afraid that the purpose was to hold back the people from Longhu Mountain. sky."

"After those few days, you really didn't panic at all. Although I don't know what happened, it probably wasn't the medicinal mushroom thing that Lin Banshan said."

"Master Chen, I really don't understand what you mean by this. How can I be so capable with my cultivation level?"

Huang Defa smiled bitterly: "I wonder if the little old man's words about offering half of the family wealth made the real person think too much. If it is a money problem, the Huang family is willing to spend money to eliminate disasters. I also hope that real Chen will not use these unfounded things to scare the old man. Son."

"Unfounded?"

Chen Ci calculated the time and couldn't help but smile: "I have understood a truth during this trip. It doesn't matter if my monks are there for no reason. In the end, the one with the highest Taoism will win. I, a disciple of the Heshan Sect, am not a good person. Why do you care so much?"

"But Fellow Daoist Huang, do you know how many drops of blood essence a person can refine?"

After a pause, he reported a number: "At least two drops. I am an expert. The blood essence and blood in Qingquan Village are too little."

"you!"

Huang Defa's eyes widened, but then he found that his eyelids were not round, and even the sounds coming out of his mouth were breathless. As soon as he raised his arms, they fell softly.

Damn it, this guy surnamed Chen is carrying out a sneak attack and even uses poison on his horse!

"The effect is not very good. Even if this ordinary incense medicine is purified and refined using the medicine-taking method, it will have no effect on monks. Fellow Daoist Huang, your cultivation level is too low. You can't blame others."

Chen Ci reached out to support Huang Defa and said regretfully.

"You can't kill me, I'm behind..."

Huang Defa struggled to say something, but Chen Ci gently sealed his mouth with Qi: "Shh, I won't listen. It would be rude to say anything more. Take a deep breath, I won't kill you."

With the combination of zhenqi and force, Huang Defa's eyes suddenly lost focus, his eyes were slanted, his mouth was crooked, and he lost all energy.

Chen Ci was worried and took two more pictures. Unless a god came to the world or a craniotomy was performed, the man named Huang would never wake up and no one would suspect that he was injured by an external force.

After helping him lie down on the bed, Chen Ci searched carefully according to the several directions in the room where Huang had just subconsciously scanned. After a while, he found a black altar hidden under the bed, which was cold and gloomy, as if it touched the ice.

"Are there really no good people in this world?"

Chen Ci sighed slightly, his eyes filled with disappointment: "But don't worry, fellow Daoist Huang, I will definitely take care of the Huang family and do my best to purchase medicinal materials from your family with the greatest discount."

"The world has given me evil intentions, but I have returned good intentions. How could a good person like me end up in the Heshan Sect? It is really unreasonable."

Xishan Mansion, Fuhu Altar.

After a day's delay, Chen Ci hurried all the way. After all, he didn't arrive too late. No one would know from this that he had sneaked back to Changping County.

After entering Fuhu Altar and arriving at the Internal Affairs Office, Chen Ci took out the spirit bottle and said, "Chen Ci paid for the essence and blood at Sanyin Temple in Changping County. In addition, I have something to do and want to visit Senior Brother Lin. I don't know if it is possible."

"Guanzhu Lin doesn't see any guests, so I'd better invite this junior brother back."

The registered veteran replied leisurely without even raising his eyelids.

"I really have something important to do. Can you please make it convenient for me, senior brother, to inform you?"

Chen Ci held the spirit bottle with a hundred-tael gold ticket and handed it over.

"Hey, any of my fellow disciples are here with something important. The master of the temple is busy. Oops!"

The old Taoist took the spirit bottle, but his hand sank and he couldn't hold it steady. Fortunately, Chen Ci caught it firmly and didn't fall.

"Do you have blood essence in this?"

The old Taoist's face twitched. He had just picked up the spirit bottle. It probably weighed hundreds of kilograms, otherwise his hands wouldn't be slippery.

If it's really blood essence, dear, wouldn't this amount be scary to death? I'm afraid there are two thousand drops at the base, right?

Looking at the show, I didn't expect this guy to be a ruthless person. Sanyin Guan Chen Ci, tsk.

The old Taoist's originally impatient expression suddenly softened, and he replied politely: "Junior brother Chen, well, I don't know if the temple owner is meditating, but I don't know if he can see me even if I report it. You can take this golden ticket back first." .”

"It's okay. Senior brother works hard, just accept it."

Chen Ci waved her hand to refuse and added nonchalantly: "By the way, I don't want others to know about this amount of blood essence. Isn't it possible that senior brother can't do this little thing?"

Three thousand two hundred drops of blood!

Looking at the count on the side, the old Taoist felt a chill in his heart, and his attitude became more and more respectful, fearing that Chen Ci had gone crazy with the practice, and that even hundreds of two-legged sheep would not be able to handle it.

If you mess around like this, this guy will be killed by Longhu Mountain.

Or he is a rising star of Heshan Sect!

He couldn't afford to offend anyone.

"Of course, of course."

After the registration was completed, the old Taoist said politely: "Junior brother Chen, please go to the living room to rest for a while. The old Taoist will go and talk to the temple master now, but at this juncture, if the temple master has not been seen, we really have to talk twice."

"Um."

Chen Ci nodded slightly, looking as calm as an old dog, but actually looking slightly panicked.

I hope this Senior Brother Lin can take advantage of him.

After all, it's not necessary, it can really kill people, alas.