A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

There are also people of noble character among those who cultivate immortality.

Just not much.

Jiang Yu and the others walked all the way, and they also had some comparisons in their hearts.

Yin Xuanji is half a good person.

There is a city government, there is scheming, fear of death, and greed for petty gains. But he managed Lingsu Island in a sound and impressive manner. Let the residents of the island live and work in peace and contentment.

There is no pure good or bad in the world.

Good and evil come from the human heart.

When they came to Xianyue Sect, they could tell that this place belonged to a famous and upright sect without any in-depth contact.

because……

穷！

Xianyue Sect sounds very high-end. But the disciples of the sect were wearing black and rolled leather coats.

The clothes were sewn and mended until they were dark and shiny.

Not to mention the comfort level, at least the accumulation of sludge has improved the defense a lot.

Some disciples don't even have shoes.

The weapon used is also a solid bamboo stick.

There are tens of thousands of mortals attached to the periphery of the sect.

Forming a sizable town.

With the support of the Immortal Moon Sect, no matter how good the living conditions are, at least he can survive.

When Jiang Yu and his party passed through the town, they happened to meet two disciples of the Xianyue Sect collecting taxes in front of a stall.

These two disciples are both in the Qi training stage.

There is no forced recruitment, nor does it say how much they will charge.

It's all voluntary.

The two stood side by side in front of the stall, clashing their bamboo sticks together rhythmically. Sing loudly.

"Immortal Moon Sect, worship the Moon Immortal. Farmers will make the world peaceful. Old farmers are the most miserable. They are in the wind and rain, with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky. You are a mortal, and I am an immortal. Don't forget that mortals are your backers, and you will have a good harvest. Macro, remember our ancestor Shennong."

As he spoke, he stretched out his patched linen bag.

The vendors are also very cheerful. Fill a bamboo basket with shelled millet and pour it carefully into your pocket.

The two disciples had a good time and sang again: "Lack of food, clothing, and status breaks the spine and bends the back. Look at today, being honored, mortals really benefit from it. A basket of millet stands on top, and the land is planted this month without looking at the sky." "

Fang Yuan was astonished. After being stunned for a long time, he sighed: "Although I don't understand it, I feel it's very powerful."

Jiang Yu deeply agreed: "Didn't Uncle Fu say that some elegant people like to compose poetry when they are full? That's what they read, right?"

"Uh……"

Uncle Fu smiled awkwardly: "This... should be... regarded as a kind of poetry."

Yin Lezhan's fantasy about Xianyue Sect was shattered.

I have the urge to turn around and leave.

Fu Bo had watched him grow up, and he could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression.

He comforted in a low voice: "Master, you are in the foundation-building stage. You can join the inner sect directly. There is no need to come out to collect taxes."

Yin Lezhan remembered his father's instructions before leaving and nodded heavily.

He walked quickly to the two disciples of the Immortal Moon Sect and bowed: "Two immortal friends, I come from Lingsu Island. My name is Yin Lezhan. I want to join the Immortal Moon Sect to practice."

The two disciples had neither heard of Lingsu Island nor could they understand Yin Lezhan's cultivation.

However, at the foot of his sect's mountain, he didn't dare to mess around.

One of them returned a gift to Yin Lezhan: "Do you have any elders to recommend you as immortal friends? Do you want to join our Immortal Moon Sect?"

He had to ask clearly so that he would not be confused when he sent the message to the superior.

Uncle Fu also had a respectful attitude towards the two monks who were in the Qi training period: "The first island owner of Lingsu Island was born in the Xianyue Sect. Our two families have the same origin. This time, only my young master joined the sect. , I hope you can convey it on your behalf.”

After speaking, he wiped it on this disciple’s hand.

A golden bean the size of a mung bean appeared in the disciple's hand.

From this we can see that Fu Bo is experienced in dealing with things.

Two low-level disciples. It would be most appropriate to give so much gold.

A little less is not enough sincerity, and a little more can easily lead to greed.

The attitudes of the two disciples instantly became a lot more enthusiastic.

One person ran to inform the sect, while the other led several people to the reception desk in the town.

The big spirit and the little monster walked on the bumpy road, attracting many pedestrians to point their fingers.

"That donkey is so big! I've seen the sect leader's horses, but they're not as big as him!"

"Are you stupid? Does the donkey have horns on its head?"

"what is that?"

"Donkey cow!"

"Bah, don't dogs have horns on their heads too?"

"Have you ever seen such a big dog?"

"what is that?"

"Dog cow!"

"A lot of meat."

"yes……"

A group of ignorant ordinary people drooled over the monsters.

The reception desk of Xianyue Sect is a wooden house.

Compared with thatched houses in towns, it is of high standard.

The deacon at the reception desk is in the middle stage of foundation building.

As a result, he glanced around at everyone. Except for Jiang Yu and Yin Lezhan, they couldn't even see through the depth of their mounts.

He was so frightened that he immediately sent someone back to the sect to report.

Within a moment, an elder came from the sect.

The elder was shocked when he saw these people, and immediately used secret techniques to summon the sect leader.

Soon, the sect leader in the late stage of pill formation also rushed over in person.

After the sect leader saw the little monster, his liver trembled.

A ferocious beast that has reached the Nascent Soul stage?

How can this be worshiping a sect?

It's more like playing games and grabbing territory.

Uncle Fu was afraid of causing misunderstanding, so he explained his purpose clearly and concisely.

The sect leader was secretly relieved, but also a little regretful. He nodded and said: "The Yin family has not left the Xianyue Sect. Since my nephew has reached the middle stage of foundation building, he can directly join my sect and become my direct disciple. As for Fu Lao, if you don't give up, you can also take any position in the sect. The sinecure of an elder.”

Fu Bo thanked him profusely.

How could he not know that the reason why the sect leader was so talkative was for the sake of Jiang Yu and the others.

Once you have taken advantage, you should act well.

He immediately took out a bag of gold and said: "Sect Master, our master and servant came in a hurry. We didn't prepare any apprenticeship ceremony. I'm careful, but I hope you can accept it."

The sect leader raised his brows slightly, pretending to postpone it twice before putting it away naturally.

He also wanted to appear dignified.

But people are poor and have short ambitions!

This bag of gold weighs at least ten kilograms.

It might not be a big deal in other immortal cultivation sects.

But Xianyue Sect usually collects less taxes. In the event of a disaster, they have to help the townspeople in turn.

When pockets are tight, people will inevitably become philistine.

This money is enough to cover the expenses of all the disciples for two months.

Jiang Yu saw that the sect master had brought the topic to them intentionally or unintentionally, so he simply stood up and said goodbye: "Since we have sent you two to the Xianyue Sect, we have fulfilled the instructions of the Yin Island Master. It is a long journey, and we will see you again when we are destined."

The sect leader quickly stood up to see him off.

Since Jiang Yu and others had no intention of staying, he was eager to send them away as soon as possible.

The pressure is too much!

The big spirit and the little monster were lying outside the door basking in the sun. The sect leader didn't even dare to breathe.

That size, that strength...

Just roll around and the town won't turn into ruins?

Jiang Yu shook his head secretly, but did not reveal the sect master's little thought.

At this time, a lazy voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Thousands of years ago, I was in a trance. When I raised my head, I couldn't see the blue sky. Who could see the black cloud fairy if it was dyed white with three thousand troubles?"

At some point, a sloppy old man stood at the door of the reception desk.

The clothes are not covering the body, and the hair is unkempt.

The eyes covered by white hair are particularly bright.

Fang Yuan looked at the sect leader cheerfully: "You people here are quite interesting. They all talk in a garbled manner. It's quite comfortable to listen to."

The sect leader looked at the old man outside the door and found that he was a little unfamiliar. But he did not say anything to drive him away, but greeted him with a smile: "What do you need, my father-in-law? There are distinguished guests coming to the door at this time. Allow me to help you afterwards."

But the old man pointed at the big spirit and little monster basking in the sun, and said in a casual tone: "It's nothing serious, I just haven't eaten meat for a long time. I'm greedy for a while."

Jiang Yu couldn't feel any breath from the old man's body.

There is no life left.

I was secretly on guard: "Is the old man a cultivator of immortality?"

Hearing this, the old man laughed heartily: "Cultivation to become an immortal, why do you call it an immortal? There is neither freedom nor comfort. Isn't the so-called cultivation of an immortal just a lie?"

After saying that, he looked at Han Xinshuang with burning eyes. He asked nonchalantly: "Have you met my senior brother?"

Han Xinshuang hid behind Araguan Ruoxue, revealing half of her head: "Your senior brother? Who is it?"

The old man shook his head: "Since he didn't explain it, I can't point it out. We are destined to meet each other, so I will give you a piece of advice. The road ahead is long, and it is difficult to guard against inner demons. Stick to your heart and build a high wall in your heart."

As he spoke, he raised his fingers towards Da Jing.

Immediately two grilled fish flew out of the package.

He didn't give Jiang Yu and the others a chance to continue asking questions. He munched on the grilled fish and walked away with his worn shoes.

The figure became increasingly faint under the gaze of everyone, and eventually turned into nothingness.

It's like it never happened.

Fang Yuan is now considered someone who has seen big scenes, and murmured: "Wuyun Immortal? Who is it?"