It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 256 Rich people have distant relatives in the mountains

"The head of the family, Xu Luoxiong has gone to Gongsun's house to take charge of Xiao Xiao. This month's dividends are 5,800 low-grade spiritual stones, and Ziyang must produce three thousand kilograms... If converted into medium-grade spiritual stones, the total is 800. It’s enough to satisfy the Xu family’s needs for three months.”

After listening to the report of the people below, Xu Tianshu nodded with satisfaction and couldn't help but be very satisfied with his decision.

The Gongsun family was a puppet supported by the Xu family in Qingxuling. It was a smaller immortal cultivating family in Qingxuling. It was also the fastest leading party in the previous battle with the Cha family.

"When Luoxiong was less than sixty years old, he broke through to the foundation building, and even used the ritual to condense nine kinds of evil spirits. A dark light suddenly appeared, and the nine kinds of evil spirits merged into a claw. Even a monk in the middle stage of foundation building can fight it. A fight!
When he went to take charge of Gongsun's family, he didn't expect Gongsun to have second thoughts! "

Whoosh!
While he was talking, a blue rainbow pierced the sky, flew into Xu's house, and turned into a paper crane when it landed.

The body of the crane is engraved with a huge Tao character.

A message from Taichu Dao Palace?
Seeing this, Xu Tianshu frowned, collected the thousand paper cranes, and took a closer look.

His expression was stunned for a few breaths, and then he suddenly came back to his senses.
"Did you really let him do it?!"

Xu Tianshu's eyes showed surprise. The foundation building, a carp leaping across the threshold of the Dragon Gate, stopped countless monks, not to mention Han Fei, a madman who burned his lifespan in exchange for spiritual root qualifications.

Xu Tianshu stood with his hands behind his hands, and a glimmer of light suddenly flashed across his eyes.

Anything that can condense high-grade Dharma casks are the seeds of the Great Dao that point directly to the golden elixir.

But spiritual veins are rare, and there are many monks and few people. After giving one to Han Fei, competition within the clan has increased invisibly.

Thinking of this, Xu Tianshu's heart was shaken, and he was even secretly glad that he had readily given Han Fei the first-level spiritual vein without embarrassment to him.

What's worse, only the foundation brought by time!

If it is just a new foundation that condenses inferior dharma, it is definitely not worthy of Taichu Dao Palace Ge Buhui personally delivering the message to all the big families in Qingshitan.

now,

"Could it be...a middle-grade magic urn?"

Even in Taichu Dao Palace, only one person is born every three or four years.

As for the top-grade Dharma Ribbon...

Even so, he has become the leader of the younger generation of Yuxu Sect.

It is enough to prove that Ge Buhui values ​​Han Fei very much!

The most important thing is...

In other words, at this moment, Han Fei's strength already belongs to the level of the three mountains of Qingshitan, the patriarchs and elders of major families!

If Han Fei wanted to escape, even he would be 100% sure to stop him.

Only the experience of fighting and the magic weapons of sacrifice can widen the gap.

Xu Luoxiong was from a side clan, and based on his merits, this spiritual vein should have been allocated to him as a place for cultivation.

If Han Fei had really condensed the middle-grade Dharma Ribbon, his Tao Yun magic would be only slightly inferior to his own.

not good!

Xu Tianshu didn't even think about it.

The number one true disciple of Yuxu Sect, Ji Hao, can only condense the high-grade Dharma Ribbon.

In a sense, this led Xu Luoxiong to have to go far away from home even if he succeeded in building the foundation, guarding the "frontier" to earn merits in order to exchange for spiritual veins fifty years later.

Xu Luoxiong would hate Han Fei in his heart even if he couldn't help it!

"No, send a message to Luo Xiong quickly and ask him not to provoke Han Fei... No, Luo Xiong is stubborn and cannot be persuaded. I will go there in person in a few days!"

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"Fellow Daoist Han, it's great to congratulate you. You have been practicing hard for decades. Among our group, I thought it would be Daoist Ji Yu who was the first to build the foundation. Unexpectedly, you were the first to take the lead!"

Although he rejected the invitation from Taichu Taoist Palace, Ge Buhui still made a favor and temporarily donated a Taoist temple called "White Feather Palace" in Qingxu Ridge to Li Qinglin as a place to stay.

As a result, Li Qinglin just walked into Baiyu Palace and placed a stick of incense on the statue of Sanqing.

Fan Shang, who has a big belly on his hind legs, a rich face, and a shiny forehead, emerges from the escaping light. There was still shock on Fan Shang's face that had not completely dissipated.

It wasn't until he rushed in front of Li Qinglin and felt the suffocating pressure of foundation building that he suddenly reacted.

The old friend in front of him was already a major foundation-building cultivator, and he was already separated from Qi-training monks like them by clouds and mud.

Then he said a little sarcastically: "Han, fellow Taoist Han, what I said just now were all unintentional words. Don't do it..."

"Haha, you little pretty boy, don't think that if you are eating soft rice, I, Han, will not be able to catch up with you! I have been holding this tone for decades!"

Li Qinglin didn't seem to notice the cowardice in Fan Shang's eyes, and instead smiled and joked.

As expected, Li Qinglin's actions eliminated the barrier between the two due to their strength.

Fan Shang also breathed a sigh of relief, and a big stone fell in his heart.

The two of them sat down in the White Feather Palace, recalling the past, talking about the present, chatting about the future, discussing Taoism naturally...

Unfortunately, in Li Qinglin's current state, it is more he who talks and Fan Shang who listens.

Especially when it comes to the various techniques and details involved in foundation building, Fan Shang couldn't help but behave like a disciple.

Even masters and apprentices would not personally pass on these experiences.

Fan Shang has been working hard at Tingyu Jianzhuang for many years, but he is his son-in-law after all, and these key information are also locked up by the monopoly.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Han, for your advice!"

Fan Shang's face was filled with gratitude.

Li Qinglin waved his hand indifferently, and just told him not to indulge in carnal desires, but to focus on cultivation.

Fan Shang stayed in Baiyu Palace for half a day, then said goodbye and left.

"But Fellow Daoist Han must be careful. Back then, you backstabbed the Cha family, which caused the Cha family to fall apart. As far as I know, someone secretly held a grudge against you.

Perhaps, there are even people within the Xu family..."

Fan Shang looked worried and carefully passed a message into Li Qinglin's ear.

Although Li Qinglin has now become a foundation-building major, he is so big that he attracts wind, and he has no influence around him, so it is inevitable that some people will have their own thoughts.

"Thank you for your kindness, Han. I understand." Li Qinglin nodded lightly.

In the next few days, monks came to visit one after another, extending olive branches to Li Qinglin and bringing congratulatory gifts.

There are duckweeds who have a close relationship, there are spiritual planters who have practiced spiritual planting skills together, there are also old lovers who have a romantic relationship, and there are several foundation-building monks.

The purpose of hugging each other is different.

Some want to invite Li Qinglin out of the mountain and let him explore the secret realm.

Some are Immortal Cultivation Families in the Three Mountains and ask Li Qinglin to be the deacon, or they are Immortal Shops and ask him, a spiritual planter, to take charge.

There are even some small families who are willing to surrender and worship Li Qinglin as the Supreme Emperor.

He can pick and choose the young women in the clan, even if they fall in love with married women.

Li Qinglin declined all of these.

There is no thought of being a thief.

Although these people were rejected, no one dared to feel angry.

After leaving, there was a frenzy to pursue and practice the method of seizing life.

Who said there was no hope of burning longevity energy in exchange for spiritual root qualifications and foundation building?
Look at Senior Han!
He came from a humble background and only had low-grade spiritual qualifications. He had been cultivating immortality for forty years and successfully established a foundation.

This is a person who is not cultivating immortality but is cultivating well!
Question Han Fei, understand Han Fei, and envy Han Fei.

Everyone wants to be the next Han Fei.

(End of this chapter)