After half past seven, the Shangxian Palace was full of people, and the pilgrims who came from all over the country were desperately squeezing up the mountain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Diametrically opposed to the noise of the front hall, the larger backyard of the Shangxian Palace seems to be quiet and peaceful.

More than a dozen disciples of the Shangxian Palace were nervously and orderly arranging the tables, chairs and benches for the noon banquet, and the old head Xiang Daoxian was leaning on the wheelchair with a relaxed expression and basking in the sun leisurely, and a small radio was placed next to him, listening to the morning news.

In the kitchen, five or six crappy cooks brought in from down the hill are busy processing all kinds of ingredients for the noon feast.

At about eight o'clock, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, dressed like a successful person, walked into the backyard with a black handbag, brought a small stool, and sat down next to Xiang Daoxian.

"Master, this is last month's comprehensive report, you can see it." The middle-aged man humbly took out a document from his handbag and handed it to Xiang Daoxian.

He is the fifth apprentice of Xiang Daoxian, and he is also the weakest one among the disciples of Xiang Daoxian, he has been in the field for more than 20 years, and he is still a first-order cultivator, he can only barely feel the existence of aura, and even an ordinary man can easily knock him down.

However, his main responsibility is not to cultivate and improve his strength in the view, but to manage many industries under the name of Shangxian Palace, including two companies, two mines of high-grade cinnabar, and three mountains that produce spiritual plants and are contracted.

The profitability of the two companies under the name of Shangxian Palace has always been mediocre, and it can be regarded as a financial management tool at best.

In addition to the daily income from incense in the temple, most of the expenses that really maintain the operation of Shangxian Palace come from the two mines that can mine nearly nine kilograms of high-grade cinnabar every month, and a small amount of spiritual plant bases that produce 'broken leaf flowers', 'Mengqiu grass' and 'Qingling fruits'.

The so-called high-grade cinnabar in the metaphysical world is not at all the same grade as the high-grade cinnabar that ordinary people say.

The cinnabar that can be used in the metaphysical world to draw Taoist talismans and burn the spirit array is divided into four categories: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade and best grade, among which the lower grade cinnabar is already a rare best cinnabar in the eyes of ordinary people.

The two mines in the hands of Shangxian Palace are located in a valley about 70 miles northeast of Wufeng Mountain, and the raw cinnabar ore mined from the sandstone is as much as more than ten tons every month, but after selection, only about nine kilograms of high-grade cinnabar can be extracted, in addition to the 0.5 kilograms of fixed consumption per month in Guanzhong, the remaining 8.5 kilograms of high-grade cinnabar are sold to other metaphysical sects in China at prices ranging from 480 to 530 yuan per gram.

This alone can bring nearly 50 million yuan of income to Shangxian Palace in a year.

The Lingzhi base, whose output is greatly affected by seasonal changes, can create more than 100 million yuan of wealth income for Shangxian Palace in a short period of a few days in February and March, August and September and mid-November every year.

In addition, Wu Chuan and others occasionally go down the mountain to do some things for others, and the income obtained is also included in the account books of Shangxian Palace, so that the total annual income of Shangxian Palace is more than 300 million, which can be regarded as wealthy.

The little apprentice Zheng Bailong spends no more than two days on the mountain every month, and usually at the beginning of the month, he will bring the financial statements of the previous month to report to Xiang Daoxian the comprehensive status of the property under the name of Shangxian Palace.

Xiang Daoxian just glanced at the report cursoryly, then closed his eyes indifferently, and said lightly: "Got it, you go back to work first." ”

"Yes......" Zheng Bailong agreed respectfully, but sighed lightly in his heart, no matter how hard he tried, he was still just a miser in the Immortal Palace, and in Xiang Daoxian's mind, his status was not even comparable to those young apprentices taught by his senior brothers!

Although he drives a luxury car and lives in a villa, his days under the mountain seem to be infinitely beautiful, but only he knows the hardships in his heart! These are not his own things, but just a borrowed coat!

If one day Xiang Daoxian suddenly looks at him unpleasantly, it is just a matter of moving his mouth to replace him!

Zheng Bailong left the backyard of Shangxian Palace step by step, and when he looked up, he saw his senior brother Wu Chuan walking towards him.

Subconsciously showed a somewhat flattering smile on his face, and was about to say hello to Wu Chuan, but unexpectedly, Wu Chuan just glanced at him, and passed by him without saying a word......

Zheng Bailong's originally fiery heart suddenly became cold, and from Wu Chuan's contemptuous eyes, he seemed to have read his future!

Xiang Daoxian's body is getting worse day by day, and he has long lost the prestige that a fifth-order true cultivator should have.

If this situation continues, I am afraid that in a few years, Xiang Dao will have to feather and ascend to the immortal, and the reason why he Zheng Bailong can take care of the property of the Shangxian Palace under the mountain is nothing more than that Xiang Dao first took a fancy to him back then!

Once Xiang Dao was feathered first, Shangxian Palace would become the place where Wu Chuan was in charge, and Wu Chuan himself had never looked at Zheng Bailong!

Once a son of heaven and a courtier.

In other words, once Wu Chuan becomes the head of Shangxian Palace, it is estimated that it will be time for him Zheng Bailong, the fifth junior disciple who is purely a decoration, to roll up and get out.

A strong sense of crisis that I had never felt before suddenly came to my heart.

Zheng Bolong's eyes flashed with a faint essence, but he hid his dissatisfaction very well, with a harmless smile on his face, he hurriedly went down the mountain with his handbag.

Wu Chuan walked up to Xiang Daoxian, didn't mention what he saw Zheng Bailong just now, and said, "Master, the people of the Ten Thousand Immortal Hall will go down the mountain in a while, you see...... Do you want the disciples to prepare first and go to the door to greet them? ”

"This is the time when the pilgrims are most concentrated, so don't make a big noise." Xiang Daoxian shook his head and said, "It's good for you to come forward and pick it up, and when you go into the backyard, you can greet it as much as you want." ”

Xiang Dao first understood Wu Chuan's thoughts, he was already on the verge of acting, but the Xuancheng Zhenren of the Ten Thousand Immortal Hall seemed to have at least twenty or thirty years to live, and Wu Chuan intended to please him, but also for the sake of the future.

Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he also understood that as the future head of Shangxian Palace, there was nothing wrong with Wu Chuan doing this.

In fact, whether Xiang Dao agreed first or not, Wu Chuan had already arranged it...... The purpose of coming here is just to say hello and show respect.

"Yes, then I'll arrange it." Wu Chuan nodded lightly, and after answering, he turned around and left.

But at this time, a young Taoist priest in his thirties ran over in a panic and opened his mouth to shout: "The real person in charge, it's not good...... Oh no!! ”

"What's the matter? What a system of panic! Xiang Dao scolded first.

Wu Chuan, who hadn't walked out many steps, stopped when he heard this, turned around and frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The young Taoist priest raised his hand and held his hat, and then he said a little breathlessly: "It's the Five Peaks View...... It's the people of the Five Peaks Temple......"

"What are the people of Wufeng Temple doing?"

"The real person in charge, the master uncle...... The people of Wufengguan have all run away! The young Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "Even the few kittens and puppies raised in the temple have been taken away by them...... The gate is locked and empty! ”

"What did you say?!" Hearing what the young Taoist priest said, Wu Chuan subconsciously raised his voice, "Ran away?!" ”

"Yes, I ran...... All gone! The young Taoist priest wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The villagers who cut bamboo on the mountain have all gone down the mountain to go home......

"How so?" Wu Chuan, who heard the news, couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he had imagined the countless changes that might occur after the arrival of the people of the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace, but he had never thought about this!

Xiang Dao first asked, "When did it happen?" Why don't you report in advance!? ”

"The real person in charge...... The people of Wufeng Temple ran away secretly, didn't go to the main gate, and went down the mountain from the back door, and we didn't expect them to run! The young Taoist priest said with an aggrieved face: "I've been running for at least half an hour, and this is still something I found out after I climbed the tree to check it......"

Originally, in order to prevent variables on the way, Xiang Dao first ordered several disciples in the temple to watch on the mountain to avoid accidents.

But the purpose of these disciples going up the mountain is just to prevent Wufengguan from doing anything drastic, who would have thought that Wufengguan, who was arrogant and provoked yesterday, would suddenly say that he would run, without any warning?!

Now it is obviously pointless to punish the disciple who is being stalked.

Wu Chuan also raised his head with a smile, glanced at the Five Peaks that had loomed on the mountain, and asked Xiang Daoxian: "Master, what now?" ”

The people who came to take revenge from the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall were already at the foot of Wufeng Mountain.

When they went up the mountain, they found that the people of Wufeng Temple had run away...... Could it be that the people of Wufeng Temple don't come back, and Shangxian Palace still keeps them here for the night?!

Xiang Daoxian also had a wry smile on his face at this time, and he asked, "Is it possible that they went down the mountain collectively to do some kind of ritual?" After all, it is impossible for someone to leak the matter of the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall to the Five Peaks Observatory to know......"

"Impossible!" Wu Chuan shook his head with certainty and said, "Don't say that no one knows about the existence of the Five Peaks Temple within a radius of dozens of miles, and even if they do, it is impossible to ask the people of the Five Peaks Temple to go down the mountain to do something...... Maybe they guessed something on their own and ran away suddenly...... After all, everyone knows that the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall is not easy to mess with......"

"It's also possible." Xiang Daoxian nodded and said, "It's too late to say anything now, the people of the Ten Thousand Immortals Hall are about to go up the mountain...... If not, wait for Xuancheng Zhenren to come before discussing, after all, the monk can't run the temple, these five peaks, unless they don't plan to ask for it! ”

It seems that this is the only way to go.

Wu Chuan nodded helplessly, he couldn't think of it even if he wanted to break his head, how could this person from Wufeng Guan be so shameless?!