Chapter Forty-Seven: The Boy of Wealth
White Fog Mountain, on the leeward side of the mountaintop, a newly erected house stands alone, and the wood that has not yet dried still exudes the unique smell of wood.
"Master, today's meal has been delivered"
Disciple Shen Lang carried a food box and placed it on the stone table in the living room, and there was a bowl of spiritual rice, a few side dishes, and a plate of wild fruits in the food box.
"How did things go today?"
"Back to the master, according to the plan, the canal has been opened today, the spiritual field has been irrigated, the spiritual valley is growing well, and the disciple is ready to plant some melons, fruits and vegetables, so that there is no need to send them from the mountain gate."
"Okay, Shen Lang, you are doing a good job, you are also an old man of the sect, do things well, the sect will not treat you badly, there are few disciples here in Baiwu Mountain, there are enough Xuan Qi, don't waste it at night, cultivate hard, and strive for condensation"
"Yes, master, the disciple will go back first, and I will send food tomorrow morning."
Shen Lang saluted and retired, at this time, there were only six disciples of the Heavenly Saint Sect in Baiwu Mountain, all of them were old disciples from before, and they were also veterans in cultivating spiritual fields.
However, they do not live on this side of the mountain, but at the foot of the mountain, and they have to take care of the Lingtian, so that there will be wild beasts and the like coming out to eat the Linggu seedlings at night.
After Lin Xiao had a simple meal, he stood on the mountain peak, looking at the few houses under the mountain, where a few cooking smoke had risen, and the six disciples were cooking, and it seemed that they had hunted a beast and were barbecuing.
The original Heavenly Saint Sect left thirty old disciples, Lin Xiao has never treated them badly, and the treatment of the inner disciples he promised at the beginning has also been given, but for more than a year, their cultivation progress is still not very good, most of them are still in the fifth or sixth layer of the open pulse, and only a few people have reached about the eighth layer.
But fortunately, they are all older, unlike the new disciples, they are basically underage, and there are even children who are less than ten years old, so most of the sect's affairs are pressed on them.
And as soon as things got busy, their cultivation time was reduced, and there was also a lack of the kind of cattle who slept a little bit every day and spent the rest on cultivation, so the final result was that most of them stopped being competitive and had entered the retirement stage.
At least Lin Xiao knew that many people had already gone to Tian'an Town or mortal villages and towns to find wives and concubines, and were ready to spread out and establish a family of cultivating immortals.
For this kind of thing, Lin Xiao not only did not object, but was very supportive, because for any big force, there must be many vassals and barriers, and the Xiuxian family can bring a lot of benefits to the sect, at least before the family strength is stronger than the sect, it is all beneficial.
The spiritual veins of Baiwu Mountain are also second-order mid-grade, but they belong to the kind that can reach the middle grade, which is worse than the mountain gate of the Heavenly Saint Sect, but there are only six or seven here to absorb Xuan Qi, which is enough for Lin Xiao to use.
Lin Xiao was in retreat for a month, and after a month, the time for the Assassin God to raise funds for him had come, and Lin Xiao began to prepare for the battle with all his might.
One night a few days later, a ripple suddenly appeared in the air around Lin Xiao, who was meditating, and immediately, a dagger plunged into Lin Xiao's neck.
"Poof"
However, the scene of the blood erupting did not happen, and Lin Xiao's entire body turned into a puff of white smoke and disappeared.
"Phantasmal Rune"
The figure was horrified, and in the blink of an eye, it was gone, but suddenly two bags of flour were dumped on the roof.
The flour flew all over the floor, and on top of the flour there were a few footprints, and the man, knowing that he could not hide, suddenly appeared and rushed out of the house.
"Whoosh, whoosh"
As soon as he went out, two arrows were fired at him, but he had a small shield in his hand to block them.
"I started so late, and I really came prepared"
Dozens of meters away, Lin Xiao held a bow and arrow, and said with a sneer, the Assassin God Organization didn't really follow any rules when it started so late, but was collecting his information.
"You also learn quickly, but it's a pity that you're too picky, and you don't want to die for a little Xuanjing"
"Xuanjing, I have it, but who to give it to depends on my will, give it to you, throw it to the dog, and I won't give it to you"
"If you don't give it, then I'll take it"
The man sneered, the assassin assassination target should be quick and accurate, but if the assassination fails, it is okay to kill blatantly, and their ability is not only to assassinate.
"Then let's try it, I still miss the taste of killing Zifu last time."
Lin Xiao replied coldly, took a bow and stretched out arrows, and shot them with a whoosh, one after another, and six arrows shot towards the assassin like a net.
The identity of the assassin was strange, he avoided several arrows in a row, and the rest was also stopped by the small shield, Lin Xiao once again put an arrow in his hand, staring at the rushing assassin.
"Bang"
Just when the assassin was less than five meters away from Lin Xiao, Lin Xiao shot the last arrow, and then his body exploded back, and the assassin didn't think to avoid it at such a close distance, but reached out to block it with a small shield.
"Boom"
However, this arrow was different from the previous one, it was a third-order arrow exchanged by the system, and it exploded the shield in his hand at once, and even the bones of his hand were broken.
At this time, Lin Xiao, who had retreated, had already withdrawn his Chixiao bow, took out his long sword, and attacked again, killing thirteen swords and beckoning to the assassin one sword after another.
The assassin's face changed drastically, the fracture of one hand damaged his strength, and he could only rush to meet the enemy, and the fight made him even more shocked, because Lin Xiao's Xuan Qi intensity was beyond his expectations.
"The target cultivation method is by no means a Xuan-level exercise, it is even countless times stronger than my ground-level exercises, how is this possible?"
The assassin shouted in his heart, he is an elite assassin in the Assassin God Organization, and the exercises he practices are ground-level mid-grade, this level of exercises cannot be seen on the market at all, but they are treasured by various sects, but the intensity of the Xuan Qi revealed by the target is countless times stronger than him, and it is very likely to be a heaven-level exercise, this result directly scares him.
In an instant, he knew that this assassination had failed, and he was about to run away with great decisiveness, and after a false move, he used a few phantom talismans and conjured up several assassins, but he scattered and fled.
"I want to go, but there is no door"
Lin Xiao flipped his hand, and more than a dozen iron beads appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he hit those phantoms, and the figures transformed by the phantom runes did not have the slightest defensive ability, and they all broke at once, revealing their true bodies.
The next moment, Lin Xiao took out the Chixiao Bow again, mounted the third-order arrow, and squinted at the assassin.
"Bang, bang, bang"
The Assassin heard the sound of the air breaking behind him, his body twisted, and tried his best to dodge, but he was still shot in the shoulder by an arrow, and after piercing the amulet, he also pierced his shoulder, and half of his entire shoulder flew off, and his whole body fell to the ground.
Lin Xiao didn't rush forward, these assassins were all insidious and secretive, and the ghost knew what the means would be, so he took out the remaining second-order arrows and shot them out one by one, all of them pierced his body.
After shooting all the arrows, Lin Xiao took out the long sword and came to the assassin again, the assassin was not dead at this time, but he was about to die, his mouth was full of blood foam, and his eyes looked at Lin Xiao with resentment.
"The world of immortal cultivators, the weak eat the strong, I have never offended you, but you want to kill me, this is considered your crime deserved, remember, don't be an assassin in the next life, cultivate your immortals well"
Lin Xiao said, and then directly dealt with him, after taking away all the storage tools, magic clothes, and daggers and long swords on his body, Lin Xiao passed on the sound and asked those people under the mountain to come up again tomorrow.
Back in the house, Lin Xiao spent more than an hour grinding off his storage ring imprint, and then poured out the contents of the house.
This one is much richer than that Li Xingwen, there are more than 30,000 Xuanjing alone, more than a dozen bottles of pills in the Zifu period, and dozens of spirit runes, a few second-order magic weapons, and third-order magic weapons In addition to the dagger long sword, there is also a big knife and two second-order magic clothes.
The rest of the rare minerals, or a bunch of strange things, plus two volumes of martial arts, and an identity token with a number on it.
"I'm really rich, and my net worth adds up to more than 70,000 Xuanjing"
Lin Xiao sighed, this kind of person who has no business is rich, he has also dealt with those monks of Danyang Sect, and knows that their net worth is not rich, and they are definitely not so rich.
Lin Xiao put aside some things that might be located and tracked by the other party, these were to be destroyed, they were useful to himself, and the rest were ready to be filled into the treasure house of the sect.
"No one is rich without windfall, and the ancients did not deceive me"
Lin Xiao calculated, just the part that was filled into the treasure house of the sect was worth at least 30,000 Xuan Jing, which could provide for the entire sect to spend more than two months, no wonder the protagonists in those novels I read in the previous life were so fond of encountering murder and treasure grabbing, once the counter-killing was successful, it would be a windfall.