Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 58 Worldly Mortals
After walking through the swamp, the road behind is almost all downhill.

The original deciduous trees along the road have gradually been replaced by various evergreen trees.

This also means that the team has entered the Yanling Mountains.

Everyone only needs to travel another two days to arrive at Fang City in Yanling Mountain.

Yanling Mountain Square City is owned by the Jinhongzong. Lu Zhong only found out about this from the monks of Baofang.

Jinhongzong is a rare sword cultivator sect, so there are only a few hundred disciples in the sect.

Probably because of the small number of people, Jin Hongzong's management of Yanlingshanfang City is very extensive. Apart from sending disciples down the mountain to collect money regularly, they almost never ask about the affairs of Yanlingshanfang City.

Therefore, the power of Fangshi has fallen into the hands of the current management.

The reason is also very simple, that is, they can pay the tax stipulated by the Golden Rainbow Sect on time and in the amount every time.

It is this kind of management that has created the prosperity of Yanlingshan Fang City today.

Nothing is prohibited by the law, as long as you have money.

Anything can be bought and anything can be sold.

If you can't sell it, then you definitely don't have enough spirit stones for the tax officials.

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It was evening again.

This time the team did not plan to find a campsite for the night as before, but hung moon bead lights on the carriages, as if planning to travel overnight.

After asking the monks at Baofang, I found out that it turned out that because of the famous evil cultivators on this section of the road, there is no safe foothold for the next journey, and evil cultivators may attack at any time.

The mortal villages encountered along the way are not good ones.

In the chaotic Yanling Mountain area, in order to survive in such a harsh environment, mortal villages usually seek protection from a powerful monk, or help the tyrants to become the eyes and ears of evil cultivators. Some large villages are both. Have.

Under such circumstances, rushing overnight has naturally become a helpless choice.

He continued to walk for most of the night, and it was almost dawn.

Perhaps because of the fear of the strength of the Baofang, the expected evil cultivator attack did not appear.

On the far horizon, there is already a touch of whiteness.

After the night dissipated, large fields began to appear on both sides of the road.

In the field, the half-person tall rice seedlings are lush and lush, and you can see farmers in rags busy in the field, and not far away, there are peasant women with children, walking on the ridge with two buckets of retting fertilizer.

Judging from their sallow faces and matted hair, life was not going well.

Especially the children brought by the peasant women, even though they have already grown Adam's apple, are only over three feet tall, with obvious edema on the face, which can be seen as severe malnutrition at a glance, naked body, and a round belly.

Seeing the Baofang coming, everyone on the road showed expressions of awe, kneeling on the ground one after another, keeping their trembling bodies as low as possible, so as not to accidentally offend the immortal masters in the team.

However, Lu Zhong could see that these mortals were extremely docile on the surface, but their hearts were full of resentment towards the cultivators, but they hid it very well on weekdays and did not dare to show it at all.This kind of resentment comes from the yearning to become a fairy teacher, but because he does not have spiritual roots and cannot cultivate, it has transformed into an extremely distorted desire to destroy in the horror and depression day after day.

If given the chance, these villagers would definitely let the high-ranking immortal master fall into this yellow mud.

Is this a mortal in the cultivation world?
Lu Zhong was deeply moved, and couldn't help but rejoice that he had spiritual roots.

Even the ordinary four spirit roots represent a glimmer of hope.

After walking through the farmland and turning a mountain bend, a small mortal village appeared in the distance, surrounded by a long rammed earth wall, and inside were all low thatched cottages, stretching in a disorderly manner. Everywhere in the film, it tells outsiders about the mess and poverty here.

What a misfortune to be born in such a place!
Moving forward, the situation is gradually changing.

First, the farmland is getting denser and denser, and the mortal villages that appear are getting bigger and bigger.

Gradually, the bluestone roads replaced the mud roads, and brick houses began to appear in the villages.

However, there has never been a large-scale mortal settlement. This may be related to the fact that the Jinhong Sect does not care about world affairs. to live.

At dusk, I came across a slightly larger market town.

But at this time, Yanling Mountain Fang City is close at hand.

This is a huge square city built on a hillside. Except for the gentler hillside facing the south, the other three sides are steep rock walls. A large number of buildings are stacked one after another and are located on that gentle slope.

The only passage leading to the interior of Yanlingshanfang City stands a random city tower.

At this moment, the city tower was brightly lit, and there were several convoys, large or small, queuing up in front of the gate, and there were a few shouts and quarrels from time to time, and the scene was chaotic.

When he got here, Lu Zhong was about to leave the team, and the caravan was not responsible for bringing people into Fangshi.

When he came to the gate tower, he was unfamiliar with the place and did not choose to approach rashly. Instead, he used the stealth technique to reduce his sense of presence, and was ready to observe for a while before talking.

It can be seen that there are not many monks like him who are planning to enter Yanlingshanfang City.

Different from the gate for caravans, a small gate is specially opened here for monks to enter and exit.

Encounters can be divided into two types, one is to show black iron or jade tokens, this kind of people only need to pay some money to the tax official at the gate, and then they can enter the market.

The other kind of people do not have a token and will be led to a small house nearby.

When they came out again, all of them had pained expressions on their faces, and they were all carrying a tattered hoe, which didn't match the neat clothes on everyone's body at all, and looked very weird.

When paying the money to the tax official, he had to take out a spirit stone before being allowed to enter.

"Isn't this too outrageous?" Lu Zhong didn't expect that the difference in the treatment of the two types of people was so great.

After asking, I found out that it was because of a rule set by Jin Hongzong.

According to the requirements of this group of sword cultivators, there is a threshold for entering the Fang City of Yanling Mountain, and one must master one of the hundred arts of cultivation to be eligible to enter the Fang City.

A monk who has not mastered the craft, it is reasonable to say that he cannot enter the market.The secret is in that small house, as long as you pay a little bit of soul stone, you can become a Lingzhi husband certified by the management, and then have the qualification to enter Yanlingshanfang City.

"It's no wonder that it is strictly enforced, it is really taking the rules of Jinhongzong as an arrow!"

Lu Zhong knew it in his heart, and couldn't help admiring it.

I have to say that this group of people are really good at making money, and they can come up with such a money-making scheme.

(End of this chapter)