Listening to Elder Feng narrate what happened, Sang Zhiheng frowned.

What makes a woman hate a man so much, it must be an emotional setback. There is no love for no reason, and there is no hate for no reason, and it is all too common for love to give rise to hate.

I guess I must have done something to that woman, hehe, hey, but I don't know at all.

However, when he heard the name Nie Hongyi, Sang Zhiheng suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if he had something to remember.

Soon, though, that feeling faded away.

"Hmph, Nie Hongyi, right? If I run into her next time, I'll kill her! Those who dare to bully me, Elder Feng, don't worry, I will avenge you sooner or later! ”

Elder Feng's body had gradually recovered, but his face was still a little pale. Eating fruit all day, recovery is definitely slow.

Sang Zhiheng's tone of speech was like that of a street gangster boss comforting his younger brother, and he did not have the demeanor of a sect leader at all.

However, it was this boss style that infected Elder Feng. Elder Feng already knew that the sect master had comprehended the advanced immortal technique of the Thunderbolt, and it could be said that dealing with Nie Hongyi was like an adult bullying a child.

However, when Elder Feng saw a cloth bag on Sang Zhiheng's shoulder, he frowned again.

"Senior Brother Sect Master, what is it on your shoulder?"

Sang Zhiheng suddenly remembered that the important task of entering the space was to promote corn and transform the staple food structure of the immortal cultivation world.

"This thing was given to me by the Nine Heavens Immortals, Elder Feng, you quickly gather all the disciples of the entire Dao Temple and gather in front of the main hall." Sang Zhiheng lied very calmly, it's hard to explain if you don't lie, and the higher this lie is, the less likely it is to be refuted.

As soon as he heard that the sect master had moved the Nine Heavens Immortals, Elder Feng was even more excited and was about to burst into tears.

What the master said is not wrong, the sect master and senior brother are definitely a once-in-a-millennium cultivation genius, and after only a few months of hard work, this cultivation realm has reached a level where he can't see the level at all. Moreover, he also comprehended such a high-level immortal technique as Thunderbolt.

A cultivator with a high cultivation realm can use his divine sense to spy on the other party's cultivation level, but now that Elder Feng sees Sang Zhiheng's cultivation level, it is already ??? The level of it.

What is called immortal art, immortal art is a spell that is higher than the Dao law.

Like earth retreat, hypnosis, wall piercing, etc., these are all Taoist methods, which are pediatrics. And like Thunderbolt, in the face of a cultivator who is one or two levels higher than himself, it is still the result of a second kill, this is a big means, this is immortal art!

The sect master and senior brother not only comprehended the immortal arts, but also moved the Nine Heavens Immortals, has it really not been explained that the Tianmen Sect is about to rise?

Such a sect master, what more meaningful thing can he do besides obeying his will 100 percent?

Sang Zhiheng instructed Elder Feng to gather all the people up and down the Taoist Temple, and then Elder Feng immediately went to action.

As for Sang Zhiheng, when he saw Jingchen and Jingxin looking at his pockets with curiosity, he smiled and said, "Are you two curious about what is in my pocket?" ”

Jingxin hurriedly said: "Back to the words of the master, the things given by the Nine Heavens Immortals, how dare we two mortal talents dare to desecrate the sky." ”

Sang Zhiheng was not disgusted by the hypocritical words of the purified little girl, but felt that this little girl was very cute.

This little girl is only twelve or thirteen years old now, and her body is still relatively thin, but she looks cute, and she is definitely a beauty embryo when she grows up.

Hey, if there's a teacher-student relationship......

Oh, hey, stop, stop, I, Sang Zhiheng, am upright (no) people (shame) Jun (little) (people), how could I do such a sad (happy) heart (happy) disease (sting) crazy (excited) thing?

"Hey, pure heart, it's not right for you to say that. What happened to the Nine Heavens Immortals? The Nine Heavens Immortals are also cultivated by people, right? Come on, come on, you both come, you see! ”

Sang Zhiheng deceived Jingchen and Jingxin, but he was at ease. It's a good reason to want to promote food in this world.

Looking at the yellow, orange and orange corn kernels, the two of Jingchen and Jingxin were very surprised.

Jingchen said, "Oh my God, is this the pearl of the sky?" ”

"That's a lot!" Jingxin shouted in surprise.

Sang Zhiheng was happy and laughed.

"This is called corn, clean the dust, clean this meditation room, and then this meditation room will be used to place these corns."

Sang found that his office was well ventilated, making it ideal for storing corn seeds.

"Purify the dust and obey the master's orders!"

"Pure Heart, I see that Elder Feng and they have almost gathered people, let's go out."

As soon as Sang Zhiheng raised his hand, he put the Bamen Qin on his shoulder, and then came over to support Sang Zhiheng.

Although Sang Zhiheng is in good health and walks very steadily, he still enjoys this kind of treatment of being served by little Lori.

Coming to the front of the main hall and standing on the high platform of the main hall, Sang Zhiheng counted and counted his Taoist temple, a total of about thirty people.

"Senior Brother Sect Master, the thirty disciples of the Tianmen Taoist Temple have been assembled."

Sang Zhiheng nodded, and said in his heart: This Taoist temple is quite small, there are more than 20 houses, there are only 30 disciples in total, plus his own harmony and innocence and pure dust and pure heart, there are only 34 people up and down.

"The seven of them were wounded by the wicked woman?"

Sang Zhiheng saw that there were seven people, sitting on the ground in the front row, and it was very inconvenient to move.

"Exactly."

When Sang Zhiheng saw it, compassion was born, and he shook his head and said: "It's really pitiful, but our Tianmen Sect is a responsible sect, although the seven of them can't practice in the future, but their future life, our Tianmen Sect is responsible!" ”

Feng Wuxian frowned and said, "But, Senior Brother Sect Master, on our Tianmen Mountain, the incense is not prosperous, and it may be difficult to raise these seven disciples in vain." Moreover, in the next step, the sect master senior brother is going to participate in the Three Mountains Discussion, and the sect master senior brother has comprehended such a profound immortal art, I am afraid that a large number of Lingyuan Dan needs to be purchased, and the cost of this Lingyuan Pill alone will almost consume half of the silver taels of our Taoist temple. With the current strength of the sect master senior brother, there is no problem in dealing with the sect masters of the Tianyun Sect and the Tiandian Sect. But the next step to participate in the Donghua Prefecture Sect Conference is a big test. You must know that in a state, there are hundreds of sects, and only three sects are selected to participate in the Binhai Dao Sect Conference. Therefore, all the sects will do their best. It is even said that some sect masters, especially those of the big sects, will spend money to buy immortal talismans to quickly improve their strength. Although our Tianmen Sect is a small sect, it is also necessary to prepare some Lingyuan Pills. Sect Master, as long as the Sect Master can enter the top three of the Donghua Prefecture Sect Conference, our Tianmen Sect will be developed. When the time comes, we can get the Donghua Prefecture Sect's appropriation, one thousand taels of silver a year, and then we can use this money to build some more houses, and then recruit another hundred disciples, and our Tianmen Sect will be revitalized. ”

"Wait a minute, let me ask you, how much does it cost to feed these seven disciples a month?"

"It takes a tael of silver."

"Then how much silver does our sect have now?"

"And a hundred taels!"

"And how much do we earn in a year?"

"The annual incense money is eighty taels of silver, and the income of the mountain fruits, in addition to our own food, the rest is sold in Donghuazhou, and we can also earn twenty taels of silver."

Sang Zhiheng calculated, with an income of one hundred taels of silver a year, there was almost nothing left, and if he raised seven more people who couldn't work, it would indeed be a bit stressful.

However, can you do such a thing of crossing a river and demolishing a bridge under pressure?

"Okay, you don't care, Elder Feng, our Tianmen Sect is responsible for these seven disciples."

Then, he shouted at everyone: "Tong Tiehammer and the other seven disciples of the Tianmen Sect, brave and fearless, not afraid of strong enemies, were seriously injured in the battle with Nie Hongyi, such a spirit is worth learning from all the disciples of our Tianmen Sect." Now, I announce that Tong Tiehammer and the other seven disciples are the outstanding disciples of our Tianmen Sect this year, and each of them will be rewarded with ten taels of silver! In addition, because Tong Tiezhu and the other seven disciples are now unable to move, they will not have to work in the future. ”

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.

According to the normal plot arrangement, Tong Tiehammer and the other seven disciples should be given a silver of three or two and sent home directly. And why didn't the sect master say anything about repatriating the seven of them home?

"Sect Master, is this ten taels of silver a severance pay for us to go home?"

Sang Zhiheng waved his hand and said, "No, you can still practice in the Tianmen Sect in the future until you ascend to immortality, or die at the end of your life." ”

That is to say, Tong Tiehammer and they are still disciples of the Tianmen Sect.

When the thirty disciples heard this, they shouted happily: "Long live the sect master, long live the sect master!" "Sang Zhiheng's popularity in the Tianmen Sect suddenly increased from 100 percent to 1,000 percent.

Elder Feng on the side frowned and shook his head.

Sang Zhiheng pressed his hand and continued: "Don't be in a hurry to celebrate, except for the seven of Tong Tiehammer, the remaining twenty-three disciples, I will divide you into three groups!" ”

Soon, with the help of Elder Feng, Sang Zhiheng divided the twenty-three disciples into three groups.

Then, immediately after that, three able-bodied people were selected from among all the disciples to be the leaders of the three groups.

After dividing the group, the group leader was also elected, and everyone was very puzzled and didn't know what the sect leader was doing.

"Senior Brother Sect Master, divide these disciples into three groups, what are you going to do now?" Elder Feng leaned over to Sang Zhiheng's side and asked.

Sang Zhiheng clasped his nostrils and said, "Go and cut all the fruit trees on the flat land in front of the mountain for me!" ”

He calculated that he could transport four taels of corn seeds into the space now, and when he sowed seeds next spring, he could transport a total of seventy or eighty catties of corn seeds into the space, and then the land in front of the mountain was almost twenty acres, just enough to plant these seeds.

However, as soon as Feng Wuxian heard this, he stopped doing it: "Senior Brother Sect Master, that is the lifeblood of our Tianmen Sect, you can't move!" ”