Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 80 Recruit monks and refine swords with thousands of handles

Even in the world of Tongxuan cultivating Taoism, everyone seeks immortality, but there are absolutely few monks who really aspire to go above the nine heavens, live the same life as the heavens and the earth, and shine with the sun and the moon.

The vast majority of monks have cultivated to a certain level, and when the road ahead is hopeless, they will choose to establish a family or enjoy life.

Zheng Deye, the governor of Lifeng Mountain, is this kind of person. There is nothing to be ashamed of, and it may even be a wise choice. After all, there are millions of monks in the world of Xuanhuang, who can really go to the step of becoming an immortal, becoming an ancestor, proving Taoism and longevity. , and how many people?
In the early morning, Zheng Deye, who was a little fat, got up from the pile of makeup on the big bed.

As a cultivator of the foundation of the sect, he has real power in his hands. There are more than a dozen beautiful concubines in Lifeng Mountain. These people are all beautiful and beautiful women.

But the tasks assigned by the Zongmen still have to be done. After getting out of bed, stand in front of the bronze mirror to sort the clothes. At this time, a foxy girl rushed up from behind, and hugged the fat Zheng Deye from behind, flattering and acting like a baby:
"Master, you are already in charge, why do you have to work so hard on yourself? I am so busy with duties every day, it makes me feel so distressed."

While talking, he scented one on Zheng Deye's chubby cheek.

"The Dutong is responsible for the safety of Lifeng Mountain. You have to visit it at least every day. You little bitch, wait on the bed and feed you when the master comes back."

Turning around, he threw that beloved concubine onto the bed, causing the bed to scream.

Then Zheng Deye laughed and turned around and put on his clothes again. During this process, he saw the deep sword mark on his chest again through the bronze mirror in front of him.

Swiping his finger over it slowly, Zheng Deye couldn't help recalling the scene many years ago in his mind:

It was a mission to slay monsters. I, my brother who treated me very well and that guy formed a formation together to help the sect master.

After a fierce battle, the monster was wounded and blood was spilled. For monks in the Qi training state, the blood essence of high-level monsters is also a valuable spiritual object, which can be used to make talismans and to combine medicines.

Therefore, I and my senior brother couldn't bear it for a while, so we rushed out to snatch and collect some.

And that ruthless Taoist, without any warning or hesitation, beheaded his senior brother with one sword. If he hadn't been terrified at the time and knelt down in time to beg for mercy after the flying sword was picked up, he might have turned into a dead bone in the tomb by now. .

"... Seven... Sha!"

After putting on his outer robe and clearing up his mood, after Zheng Deye left his cave, Yu Jian went to the Iron Guard Division, landed and walked in after arriving.

However, just now when he entered the Taoist hall, Zheng Deye saw a group of people gathering together, as if they were robbing for something, and some people even fought each other because of this.

This scene almost made Zheng Deye think that he came to the wrong place. Such a scene is more likely to appear in the Earth Hall and the General Affairs Hall, because when encountering a good mission or a good spirit cave, a group of people will fight for it and even fight each other. This makes sense.

But even in those two places, this kind of situation is not common.

Moreover, it is often for the benefit and even their own safety.In most cases, it is too late for people to hide from the tasks issued by the Iron Guards, so why would they gather crowds to fight for them?
"What are you doing? Get out, get out of here, look at the way you are now, you still look like Iron Guards?"

After moving forward to disperse all the chaotic monks, although the matter was temporarily resolved, Zheng Deye still remembered the root cause of this matter, so he summoned a more trusted subordinate to ask him what happened just now.

"Report to Dutong, the [-]th team in District C is recruiting monks due to lack of manpower, and those people are rushing to join."

"They're all Black Armor Iron Guards. What's the point of grabbing such a thing? Could it be that the task rewards of the [-]th team in District C are higher than those of other teams?"

"Dutong, the [-]th team in District C has a very high rate of mission completion in the past two years, and the team leader is very skilled. Up to now, no accidents or deaths have occurred. In addition, the rewards are often very high. That’s why it was done like this.”

"...Well, I see, you go down."

Immortal cultivators have a good memory, following the reminder from his subordinates, Zheng Deye quickly remembered who the boss of the [-]th team in District C was.This is still arranged by myself.

After a few laps in the Iron Guard Division, the place where people applied for joining the team began to be crowded with people again. With the keen perception of the Foundation Establishment monks, Zheng Deye heard the conversations of those Iron Guard subordinates.

"I heard that when Zhang Zhenchuan first arrived at Lifeng Mountain, he only had the cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi training, but his swordsmanship was already unrivaled. He defeated that kid Gu Xuan with a single sword. In the past two years, Zhang Zhenchuan's skills have improved again. Joining his team is not only guaranteed now, but also in the future, he will probably be able to form a good relationship with a master who is in the foundation stage, and he will be a blessing to his descendants." A big man with a fierce face, like this Talking to the companions beside him.

"It's not just that. Do you know why people called people? It's because the deputy chief, Wang Yue, has accumulated merits in exchange for foundation building pills. In the past few years, he needs to devote himself to retreat and attack the foundation building realm... I heard that this Zhang Zhenzhuan received it. The patrol mission has only lasted for two years, and there will be some twists and turns every time the mission is carried out, but every time, all the monsters and spirits can be killed without any damage, and hundreds or even thousands of spirit stones will be left in vain, otherwise the king would be able to Have you accumulated [-] good deeds so quickly?" Another Tie Yiwei also said enviously.

At the same time, in the urban area of ​​Lifeng Mountain.

Zhang Lie, who was the focus of discussion at this time, was wearing a leather case and holding a sledgehammer with iron tongs, clanging iron and forging swords.

Today, Zhang Lie is 28 years old in this world.

Holding the red-hot iron sheet in his arms, he took it to observe for a long time, and then put it on the iron felt in front of him, and there was another burst of violent knocking.

But there is no way around that. Although Zhang Lie has gained a lot in the past two years, Zhang Lie even joined the government-run iron shop in Lifengshan City, and forged a thousand swords in two years, but he was still unable to comprehend the meaning of Jin Xingfa. I think there is still something missing somewhere.

Today, with the deepening of accumulation, Zhang Lie has gradually realized that if he does not understand the meaning of the golden practice, he will be a supernatural power to build a foundation. It depends on luck to condense the natural supernatural power of wood, water, fire and earth, whether it is strong or not. Weakness depends entirely on the number of breaths:

This kind of life-gambling choice is undoubtedly not what I want.

Putting the beaten sword piece aside in the animal urine to quench it, light smoke rose, and Zhang Lie's eyes became more calm and contemplative.

At the same time, there was a skinny old man in the corner of the iron shop, curled up in the corner, watching Zhang Lie forging his sword.

(End of this chapter)