Gou Zai God seeks longevity

Chapter 56
Wang Qian's eyes were filled with engraved hatred.

He is not just a person, but also bears the will of a friend who died in vain.

Jia Ren opened his mouth, but something stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

Fang Wu is the accomplice, and the Qi Yulong brothers are the real mastermind behind the scenes.

It is useless to just kill Fang Wu, the culprit is still at large.

Ordinary people have incomplete information channels, blinded by a leaf, and can't find the real target for revenge. The one who tries his best to kill may be a scapegoat...

Jia Ren didn't tell Wang Gan the truth, and ordinary casual cultivators were powerless to avenge the inner disciples of the Five Elements Sect.

Once he has an accident, he may even implicate himself.

Don't talk too much.

The truth is hidden in the bottom of my heart, and there will be a day of reckoning.

"He went to the inner city..."

Jia Ren didn't know whether Fang Wu died at the hands of Qi Yulong's brother.

"Fang Wu betrayed us, in exchange for wealth, he deserves to be killed!"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Jia, for letting me know."

Wang Gan saluted Jia Ren deeply, and staggered away.

"Wang Daoyou, can you tell me about the two wars?"

There are no less than thousands of casual cultivators in the outer city that were forcibly confiscated, and only a few of them returned alive...

The cruelty of the sect war was beyond imagination.

Learn more about the inside story, maybe it will be useful.

Take precautions before they happen.

"The Five Elements Sect has issued a seal order for the living casual cultivators. I hope you will not reveal it to the outside world, otherwise it will cause trouble for both of you and me."

"It was rumored that the ancestor of the Five Elements Sect Jindan died at the end of his life. Wanshoushan thought that the opportunity had come and showed his fangs."

"The casual cultivators recruited by the Five Elements Sect are used as cannon fodder and sent up to charge the battle, consuming the power of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain."

"There is a restriction planted in our body, and there is a misty and evil spirit in us, so we can't go..."

"All the casual cultivators who were recruited the first time were all dead... If I hadn't been lucky, I wouldn't have come back alive."

Wang Gan pointed to the wound on his body, which was an indelible mark left by the war.

The low-level casual cultivators are not enough to give the Five Elements School an overwhelming advantage, and at most consume the spirit beasts and evil spirit talismans of Wanshou Mountain.

War is not only a comparison of two forces, but also a war of attrition. Once an advantage is established, it will snowball in size.

"The casual cultivators put on the five-element patriarchal robes, creating the illusion of retreating steadily, showing the enemy's weakness. When Wanshou Mountain stepped into the hinterland of the Five Elements Sect, the five-element formation pitted and killed the monks of Wanshou Mountain, and the patriarch of the Five Elements attacked and killed them The Golden Core Spirit Beast of Wanshou Mountain wiped out the elite forces of Wanshou Mountain in one fell swoop."

"Wan Beast Mountain exists in name only, and its territory is included in the Five Elements Sect."

"Don't look at the brutality of the war. All the casualties in the outer city died, and the Five Elements Sect didn't have any injuries."

"No matter how many people die in the outer city, there will be new people to add..."

Perhaps in response to Wang Gan's words, Jia Ren felt the fluctuation of spiritual power from the sky, and looked up at the sky.

A flying boat approached Dahuangfang City.

On the flying boat, hundreds of monks chattered and looked excitedly at the approaching Dahuangfang City.

Some of them are middle-aged, and some are immature teenagers. Most of them are monks at the sixth level of Qi refining and below, with longing for the future.

Everything is as if the casual cultivators have just arrived in Dahuangfang City.

This is a new cycle.

The Five Elements Sect sent newcomers from other areas, and they will replace the dead and become the low-level casual cultivators rooted in the outer city of Dahuangfang City, renewing the cold and dead outer city with new life.

With a mockery of fate, Wang Qian left in a daze.

In the afterglow of the gradually fading sun, his shadow stretched very long.

Jia Ren didn't pay attention to the flying boat coming, but looked towards the inner city.

Compared with three days ago, the gate of the inner city was opened.

"Sixth level of Qi Refining? No identity card in the inner city?"

"Entry fee, three broken spirits for one day."

"The price has increased? Isn't it two broken spirits?"

The gatekeeper cultivator didn't bother to raise his eyelids, and replied lightly: "You can't get in."

Outer City does not know when it will resume trading.

Jia Ren wanted to enter the inner city to replenish blank talisman paper and talisman ink.

After paying the three broken spirits, Jia Ren stepped into the inner city.

The original body has been to the inner city many times, and they always went to places of pleasure such as Yunshang Tower and Bliss Residence.

In my memory, the inner city was extremely lively, and casual cultivators could be seen everywhere in the late stage of Qi refining.

Today, the inner city is also deserted, and there are far fewer casual cultivators than before.

There are several times more shops in the inner city than in the outer city. Most of the shops are closed, and the shops that occasionally open for business are empty.

The price of the shop is rather expensive, Jia Ren is used to being poor, and most of the items that require high quality, such as non-elixir and magical instruments, like to go to the street stalls to buy.

The street stalls are not all defective products, there are many high-quality and cheap items.

Whether you can find good products depends on whether you have a pair of discerning eyes.

"Is the Datong rice shop open?"

Compared with other shops, there are many Sanxiu around Datong Rice Shop, and hundreds of people are waiting to buy rice.

Jia Ren looked at the wooden sign that stood up: Green bud rice five broken spirits a catty, all sold out.

"I've been waiting for three days, and you still haven't sold me rice?"

The gathered casual cultivators held wooden signs with corresponding numbers on them.

The sale of Lingmi in the inner city is limited, and it needs to be numbered.

This is also one of the aftermaths of the burning of spiritual fields in the Great Barren Mountains.

"Sorry, Lingmi is gone."

"The caravan will deliver Lingmi in three days, please wait patiently."

Jia Ren walked past the shop and came to the free trade zone to the west.

"The booth fee is two broken spirits."

Compared with the street stall fee in the outer city, the price is also doubled.

Looking up, there are not many stalls and the business is deserted.

The war caused a lot of businesses to stop, casual cultivators could only get in and out of spirit stones, and had to buy food at a high price, without spirit stones to consume.

Jia Ren kept walking through the stalls, but he couldn't find the old Taoist Lu who was selling the Royal Insect Sutra.

The old guy won't die at the end of his life, will he?

He is the brother of Taoist Mosquito, and I am afraid he is still a monk of Wanshou Mountain. If he wants to obtain the complete version of the Insect Control Sutra, he has to deal with Wanshou Mountain.

"How do you sell blank talisman paper?"

Jia Ren passed by a talisman stall, the owner of the stall was a talisman master, exuding a faint scent of spirit ink.

Looking across the booth, there are many talismans such as diamond talisman, flame talisman, and evil spirit talisman.

In addition to the talisman, there is also the blank talisman paper and spirit ink that Jia Ren wanted.

"Fellow Daoist is also a talisman teacher? The face is strange."

"A dozen blank talisman papers, one spirit stone."

"The talismans are different, and the spirit ink is not the same. I can concoct most of the spirit ink on the spot. What kind of talisman are you proficient in?"

Guessing that Jia Rentong is a talisman maker, the stall owner was quite enthusiastic.

"Monster-hunting talisman."

Jia Ren glanced over several talismans and looked them over carefully.

Since I started making talismans, I look at talismans differently than before, speculate on the opponent's talisman making techniques, and learn from them.

"Wu Laodao's monster-seeking talisman?"

The stall owner seemed to know Mr. Wu, and he looked at Jia Ren with strange eyes.

"Who are you, Old Taoist Wu? The old guy keeps the monster-seeking talisman tightly covered, so he won't pass it on to others?"

"Did he die in your hands? Don't worry, his life and death has nothing to do with me. I am very interested in the monster-seeking talisman. Would you like to exchange the talisman for the talisman?"

"Your inheritance should be incomplete. You can choose a talisman from the booth to exchange."

It has to be said that Jia Ren was very interested in what the stall owner said about exchanging talismans for talismans, and immediately locked his eyes on evil spirit talismans.

This is a treasure!
Can be exchanged!

"Except for evil spirit talismans."

The stall owner first ruled out exciting options, and Jia Ren lost all interest.

The other party wants to exchange the monster-seeking talisman, which means the value of the monster-seeking talisman is not low.

Before I figure it out, I don't want to trade at a loss.

(End of this chapter)