Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 50 Zongmen Reform
After counting his assets, Fang Qingyuan expressed emotion and had to admit that sometimes, the gap between people is bigger than that between people and dogs.

In his previous life, Fang Qingyuan was only a middleman, but in the world of cultivating immortals, he is still a middleman. Fang Qingyuan has never enjoyed the treatment of a genius.

After a little emotion, Fang Qingyuan was ready to go out, he was going to Qinghefang to deliver the goods.

Nowadays, Fang Qingyuan is giving away spiritual fruits such as red lotus fruit in some places around Tianmen Mountain. Others sell spiritual fruits, and they see him as an inner disciple of Yushou Mountain, so they don't care about this kind of business.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan has preliminarily monopolized the supply of red lotus fruit in these cities, and of course it is limited to a few low-end varieties of red lotus fruit.

Fang Qingyuan can't get his hands on those high-level and hugely profitable spiritual fruits now, otherwise, if he dares to meddle indiscriminately, they won't care what kind of disciple you are from the Beast Mountain, they will just chop you off.

Fang Qingyuan still has this bit of self-knowledge, but although the red lotus fruit is low-end, with the addition of a few squares, it can bring Fang Qingyuan two or three third-order spirit stones a month.

This is much easier than ferrying daily hard work. This is also one of the benefits brought by his status promotion. In the past, Fang Qingyuan was an outer disciple, and the Wei family hadn't left yet. At most, others would be more polite to you. Benefits, you see who will take you seriously.

Now that Tianmen Mountain has changed to be the master of Yushoumen, and Fang Qingyuan has become an inner disciple, then his status will be elevated, and he will be looked at by others wherever he goes.

One person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, Fang Qingyuan has caught up with the good time.

But when Fang Qingyuan left for a long time, he saw Zhang Yuan rushing towards him in a hurry, and then said to Fang Qingyuan:

"Senior brother Qingyuan, the sect has recently heard news that changes are going to be made, are you clear about this?"

Hearing Zhang Yuan's words, Fang Qingyuan couldn't figure it out. He has been practicing at home for the past few days and has not gone out. Could it be that something happened to the sect?
Seeing that Fang Qingyuan was puzzled and Zhang Yuan didn't give a shit, he said bluntly:
"I heard what Senior Brother Zhao said. Don't tell others. Senior Brother Zhao is an official disciple. He works in the Hall of General Affairs. He said that the head of the Lechuan Institute will upgrade the other courtyard in Tianshan Mountain to the Southern Border Royal Beast Gate. A drastic change in the series.

This kind of change involves you and me. I heard Senior Brother Zhao say that we are going to go the way of Yushoumen Zongshan. After hearing this, I didn't pay attention to it. "

After Zhang Yuan finished speaking in one breath, Fang Qingyuan was also a little stunned. Although he knew that such a day would come, it still came too fast.

In less than a year, Le Chuan was eager to improve his sect status, and he just occupied Tianmen Mountain. Before everything is straightened out, he has to move his own basic board. Isn't this a little too impatient.

Fang Qingyuan thought that if he were himself, he would have to be silent for at least three to five years, let the small surrounding sects and monk families return to their hearts, and then consider upgrading to a separate sect.

Perhaps the temptation to upgrade the sect is too great. The status of Tianshan Bieyuan in the Zongshan of Yushoumen is equivalent to the previous life. A small remote county in a province is now going to be upgraded to a county-level city. Oh no, Nanjiang Yushoumen, that is a serious city.

No wonder Le Chuan was impatient. Of course, Fang Qingyuan still couldn't understand a lot of the inside story, but he knew one thing, that the days to come might not be so easy.

Fang Qingyuan heard that the Sect of Yushou Mountain followed the law of the weak and the strong, and encouraged the disciples in the sect to fight each other, arrange rankings, and assign seats. There was no Confucian etiquette and Taoist inaction.

The former head of the hospital came from the hinterland of the Central Plains, and his style was both Confucianism and Taoism. Everyone has been used to it over the years.

After Fang Qingyuan digested the information, Zhang Yuan said again:
"Senior brother Zhao said that there are many areas for reform, but the one that has the most to do with us is to conduct a sect competition to rank disciples of all levels.

Those with high rankings enjoy more cultivation resources, while those with low rankings will reduce or even cancel their previous subsidies. Junior brother, I am used to being loose before, what should I do? "

Zhang Yuan used to do a mission and could rest for half a year. Now that the sect is changing, he is indeed a little flustered.

But Fang Qingyuan was not much better, after the baby theft case, he just wanted to practice with peace of mind, and gradually improve his aptitude and cultivation. In this sect competition, whoever wants to go should go.

After making up his mind, Fang Qingyuan comforted Zhang Yuan and said:
"There is no need to panic about this matter. The Zongmen Grand Competition is a good opportunity for those disciples who seek to make progress, but for us, as long as we don't want to fight, we can live our lives as we like."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fang Qingyuan said this, Zhang Yuan said excitedly:

"You don't know, Zongmen Dabi, the first two inner disciples are directly promoted to official disciples, while the last two are dismissed as outer disciples."

Ah, Fang Qingyuan was dumbfounded, feeling that Le Chuan will still be in the final elimination system.

For the next half a month, the disciples of the other courtyard in Tianshan kept spinning like a spinning top that had been whipped.

Fang Qingyuan is no exception. For the past half month, he has traveled back and forth to the surrounding markets to buy suitable talismans. Since Fang Qingyuan relied on two high-level talismans to easily kill Liu Tongshu who was in the late stage of Qi refining last time, he has fallen in love with him. This joy of arming yourself with Lingshi.

For this sect competition, Fang Qingyuan didn't expect a high ranking, as long as he didn't get deposed as an outer disciple.

Now there are still 35 inner sect disciples, Fang Qingyuan feels that it is enough for him to be ranked in the [-]s, if not, then it is fine to keep around [-], anyway, he cannot be the last two.

This requirement is really not high. For this, Fang Qingyuan listed his own advantages in detail. After thinking about it for a long time, he found that his own social status is the biggest advantage.

Back then, in order to live for a few more years and to match his spiritual root attributes, Fang Qingyuan practiced "Qingmu Changchun Jue", which is really good, but it doesn't have many special advantages in fighting skills.

Apart from this cultivation method, Fang Qingyuan's other Taoism techniques, such as stone skin technique, Xuan watermark, molten fire shield, etc., are just beginners because of his spiritual roots. If he really wants to fight, he can't count on them.

And the wood-type spells he is good at, such as tree prison, poisonous ivy into python, wood spirit rejuvenation, etc., although he is proficient, they are only auxiliary means and cannot bear the heavy responsibility of attacking.

If you can't even break through the defense against it, how can you win? Is it better to be a tortoise and who can resist it?
Well, maybe this is not impossible, Fang Qingyuan thought for a moment, he owns a second-level low-grade magic weapon, the tortoise armor and spirit shield, even if he can't break through the opponent's defense, if he protects his whole body well, he will be able to win a tie.

If there were many ties, the ranking would definitely not be the last ones. Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan's face leaked, and he felt that he was stable this time.

(End of this chapter)