The world of practice.

Yunlan Dao Sect.

Exterior doors.

In the courtyard with blue tiles and white walls.

"Senior Brother Zhang Li, you are a fourth-level Qi cultivator, becoming an inner disciple of my Yunlan Dao Sect is a sure thing, why do you want to destroy your future and go to the mortal world to guard it?"

"Yes, senior brother, the spiritual energy in the mortal world is thin, resources are scarce, and there is no one to take over the task of guarding the town, why do you want to go, this, it's a pity."

"Senior Brother Zhang, the disaster three years ago was just an accident, you really don't need to be trapped in it."

"We have also heard about the failure of you and Senior Sister Zuo Qiong to form a Taoist couple, and we and other cultivators are despised by love, why should Senior Brother abandon the path of cultivation for this matter......"

The two twenty-seven-eighteen-year-old Taoists looked anxiously admonished.

In front of them, the young man sitting upright was what they called Senior Brother Zhang Li.

At this time, Zhang Li shook his head indifferently, raised his hand and took out a jade plate.

The three-inch jade plate is engraved with the word "Yunlan", revealing a trace of spiritual light.

The mortal guards the identity tag.

The task has been taken.

The two young Taoists glanced at each other and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

The secular guarding tasks are all low-level disciples who have no hope of cultivation and are about to end their longevity, saying that they are returning in three hundred years, but in fact, they are all the end of longevity and falling outside.

Zhang Li took over this task, and there will be no chance to return to the sect in this life.

Three hundred years, without entering the foundation, it is impossible to have a three-hundred-year lifespan.

Building a foundation in the mundane?

How can it be.

"Since the senior brother has made up his mind, the senior brother can only wish the senior brother a smooth journey." The young man on the left arched his hand and said softly: "In the past few years, Zhu Hao has been taken care of by Senior Brother. ”

As he spoke, he took out two pieces of jade from his arms, which were an inch long and an inch thick, with a trace of fluorescence, and held them in both hands: "These two spirit stones are a little bit of Zhu Hao's heart, and the senior brother can use them when he goes to a mortal place." ”

Another young man also presented two verdant spirit grasses.

The two didn't say anything more, and left the courtyard.

After half a day's work, seven or eight waves of people came to this small courtyard, and after they all spoke out their advice, they left some gifts and left.

The hustle and bustle of the courtyard is quiet.

Zhang Li, who was sitting in front of the bluestone table, sighed, got up slowly, walked to the fish pond on the side, sprinkled a handful of fish food, and looked at the koi fish that made a splash, slightly distracted.

The turbulent waters reflect the youthful face.

Twenty-four or five years old, with a delicate face, deep in his eyes, and a cyan robe, slightly dusty.

His name is Zhang Li, and he is an outer disciple of the Yunlan Dao Sect.

With the fourth-level cultivation of Qi cultivation, he was already considered an elite in the outer gate of the Yunlan Dao Sect.

As long as he cultivated to the sixth level of Qi cultivation at the age of thirty, he would be able to step into the inner door that countless people dreamed of.

Yunlan Dao Sect is the first major sect within a radius of millions of miles, and there are countless strong people in the door, it is said that the Great Elder Yun Teng Daoist is already a Jindan Ninefold, and he is about to step into the peak of Jindan and become the first master of the false infant realm in Luyang Continent.

To become an inner disciple of such a great sect, the resources and connections you have are unimaginable.

In the future, it is not a dream to practice all the way and pursue the road to immortality.

But Zhang Li chose to give up such a great future and took on the task of guarding the mundane for three hundred years.

This made all the outer disciples close to him extremely regretful, but they couldn't understand it.

Guarding the mortal world is tantamount to giving up the path of cultivation, why is that?

Zhang Li didn't want to either......

It was impossible for him to tell anyone that he was leaving because, he was not the real Zhang Li.

Three years ago, he was the gold medal trader of an international listed company on the planet, controlling a huge project involving trillions of funds overnight, and finally died suddenly.

Unexpectedly, he was reborn in the cultivation world and became a cultivator with the same name and surname as him, who was seriously injured and dying.

Zhang Li was rescued back to the sect by his peers, and his fellow brothers and several leaders and elders all died.

Zhang Li, who recovered from his injuries, inherited everything from the original owner.

Cultivation, memory.

Among them is the reason for the accident of that mission.

With his economic thinking and golden finger that are different from those in the world of cultivation, Zhang Li has accumulated a lot of wealth in the past three years, and he has used this wealth to improve his cultivation and make friends with his peers.

It can be said that as long as he practices step by step, he can thrive in the Yunlan Dao Sect.

With Goldfinger, his future is limitless.

And even soared into the sky.

However, he did not dare to enter the inner door at all now, but had to delay in every possible way.

When entering the inner door, there will be a formation to probe the mind, and the secrets of the heart of the person being probed have nowhere to hide.

Zhang Li was afraid that his secret from Earth would be discovered.

To be found out to be something like a snatcher, he could fully imagine how many slices he would be cut into.

For three years, he had been looking for an opportunity to get rid of the formation probe that had entered the inner gate.

Otherwise, after three years of cultivation, how could he only practice the fourth layer of qi?

This time, he finally won the task of going to the mundane world to guard for three hundred years.

When you cultivate to the ninth level of Qi cultivation in the mortal world, build the foundation of the Great Dao, and step into the realm of foundation building, then when you return to the sect, you don't need to accept the mental probe, and you can directly enter the inner gate.

Stepping into the foundation building realm in the mundane world where the aura is thin is more difficult for others than ascending to the sky.

But for Zhang Li, who has a golden finger against the sky, as long as he seizes this opportunity to guard the mundane.

"After that, you will be left to fend for yourselves......

Looking at the swimming fish in the lake, Zhang Li whispered softly.

In the past three years, the only thing I can listen to him is this pond full of koi.

Draining all the fish food in his hand, Zhang Li turned around and walked back to the stone table.

He took out the various gifts he had received and sorted them together with his savings for the past three years.

There are a total of eighty spirit stones.

This is the hard currency of the cultivation world, and the spiritual energy contained in a low-grade spirit stone is about enough for a cultivator who has just entered the cultivation of qi for a hundred days.

It's just that a cultivator who has just entered the Qi cultivation process is qualified to practice with spirit stones?

The outer disciples of such a big sect as Yunlan Dao Sect did not have a spirit stone to take.

The inner disciples are only three spirit stones a month, and they are barely able to practice by themselves.

Zhang Lineng has accumulated a net worth of eighty spirit stones in just three years, which shows that the means of collecting money are extraordinary.

There is no way, I was sensitive to money in my previous life, which is innate.

This is also the reason why he can get close to a group of outer disciples.

Anyone who mixes with him can basically make a small fortune.

In addition to spirit stones, all kinds of spirit grasses and ores can also be worth twenty or thirty spirit stones.

Looking at the pieces of ore, Zhang Li stretched out his hand and held it together with both palms.

A faint cyan halo peeked out of his palm, covering the ores.

In the ore, the visible blue-gray smell dissipated.

By the time he stretched out his hands, the few pieces of refined iron ore had turned into crystals, and the quality was very different from before.

This is the golden finger that Zhang Li crossed over, fusion.

This is his greatest reliance!

Fusion of items, purification of quality.

Once a day, you have a chance to merge, which can be cumulative.

The level of fused items will continue to increase as his cultivation progresses.

At present, as long as it is a treasure of the same attribute corresponding to the Qi cultivation realm, it can be fused.

Taking a breath, he pressed his palm down again.

By the time he withdrew his palm, those pieces of refined iron ore had already fused together, and the quality had been improved by another layer, reaching the level of a fine product.

This is the level that his current cultivation is dealing with, and if he wants to improve the fusion again, first, the spiritual material is not enough, and second, his cultivation realm is not enough.

A piece of refined iron ore after fusion and purification is worth many times more than before.

Relying on the golden finger, Zhang Li could have quietly accumulated wealth and then risen quickly.

But in his previous life, he knew that only by hiding himself could he live for a long time.

He even doubted that his sudden death in his previous life was not an accident.

This kind of thing must not be known by outsiders.

After three years, his golden finger has not been used except for a few attempts at the beginning.

Now, more than a thousand opportunities for integration have been accumulated.

Looking at the spirit stones and treasures that were piled up on the table, which were not available to ordinary inner disciples, he pondered for a moment, then he took out those refined iron stones and spirit grass and stuffed them into his sleeve and walked out of the small courtyard.

When I came back, these things had been exchanged for forty spirit stones.

A total of one hundred and twenty spirit stones were placed on the table, and there was a glimmer of light in Zhang Li's eyes.

"If you leave Yunlan Mountain in three days, you won't return to the sect within three hundred years, so you can come to a big one."

Whispering softly, he raised his hand and pressed the spirit stone, covered with blue light.

Fusion.