It's been 50 years since we last met.

In the past fifty years, the Lower Cultivation True Realm has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Within a few decades, many talented young cultivators had poured in, but compared to Lu Lingxi, they were still a little behind.

Other sects are vigorously developing, but the Asking Heart Sect has gradually become a Buddhist sect of self-cultivation, and its reputation has gradually decreased.

Even so, Jiang Zhehan still didn't plan to pull the meaning of asking the popularity of the Heart Sect, either teaching Shen Zhiming alchemy, or not knowing what to do on his own peak.

Only the disciples who had been in the Asking Heart Sect for a long time knew that the sect master had always felt guilty about Lu Lingxi, so he collapsed.

Regarding Shen Zhiming's question, Jiang Zhehan was silent for a long time before answering.

"I don't hate it, but I don't want to touch it either."

Everything they did was not worthy of forgiveness, and it was normal for Lu Lingxi to ignore them.

After listening, Shen Zhiming continued to silently refine the pill: "I want to go to the demon clan to sneak a look at the spirit rhino." ”

He was silent for a long time, and after a while, Jiang Zhehan nodded.

"Okay, I'll go with you for the teacher."

The master and apprentice said yes, and they couldn't wait to set off.

The two of them may not have been down the mountain for many years, and they plan to make some purchases and bring some gifts to Lu Lingxi.

Even if she doesn't accept it, she has to have a heart.

The two had the same goal, and set off directly towards the most prosperous city, but after arriving at the city, they found that the originally lively streets were very depressed.

The vendors on the left and right were dressed dirty, and the stalls were also selling some spiritual grass picked in the mountains, and there were not many knick-knacks to amuse.

The surrounding restaurants are also very quiet, there are not many people seated in the store, and everyone does not even have a decent tea house.

Jiang Zhehan and Shen Zhiming were stunned.

"How do I remember when I came here, it was the most prosperous town in the neighborhood with lights and people?" Shen Zhiming was stunned.

Jiang Zhehan looked around and saw that there were many monks walking on the street, and some of them were baring their teeth and bargaining with the vendors, and they looked like they were about to move at any time, and they also frowned.

"Maybe we haven't come down for years, and it's gone."

It is no wonder that some disciples said that the state of the Asking Heart Sect is getting worse and worse than before, and it turns out that even the mountain has changed greatly.

In the past, the Asking Heart Sect was famous, and there was an endless stream of people who came to apprentice, and it also drove the economy of nearby towns, but now the Asking Heart Sect didn't listen to anything outside the window, and even didn't participate in the selection of the sect, and many new little monks didn't even know what sect the Asking Heart Sect was, let alone others.

Seeing this scene in the city, Jiang Zhehan's heart tightened.

"When I come back from the Demon Clan, I still have to re-manage the Asking Heart Sect."

Shen Zhiming sighed, "Also, you can't really let the sect decline." ”

The two of them walked on as they spoke, thinking that they might be able to find something good to buy, but when they walked down, not only did they not find any decent stalls or jewelry shops, but they also saw many monks robbing them in the street.

Jiang Zhehan and Shen Zhiming glanced at each other, they couldn't stand it anymore, Shen Zhiming picked up the stone on the ground, threw it out and hit the troublemaker's wrist.

"Who dares to attack us!" The other party said angrily.

Shen Zhiming stepped forward and took out his sword, "I." ”

The other party looked at him, and was stunned when he saw the sign on his waist, "Ask the people of the Heart Sect?" ”

There are still disciples of the Asking Heart Sect who will go down the mountain, and he thought that he would die a long time ago.

"Huh! Even if you dare to meddle in your affairs, I think you are looking for death! ”

The other person also took out the magic weapon, and without saying a word, he hit Shen Zhiming, Shen Zhiming raised his eyes disdainfully, and scattered the opponent's attack with a wave of his hand.

The other party's face was full of astonishment when he saw this.

"You, what realm are you?"

"You don't deserve to know." Shen Zhiming raised his hand again, but with a slight click, the monks who were snatching the spirit grass on the opposite side all flew and smashed to the ground.

He picked up the herbs scattered on the ground and returned them to the stall owner.

The stall owner looked at his dress and burst into tears, "Is the Asking Heart Sect about to be reborn?" Are we people saved? ”

Shen Zhiming looked inexplicable, "What happened?" ”

The stall owner wiped his sad tears and cried, "In these years, there has been a famine in the sky, no one has blessed our land, there have been heavy casualties, and after a few years of walking, the sick have died, and now there are only some people who are unwilling to leave to stay and steal their lives......"

As he spoke, he looked at the monk who was smashed on the ground, gritting his teeth, "Especially these unscrupulous monks, seeing that our people in the realm are easy to bully, they often come to buy things and rob them directly without giving money, this has been several times!" ”

They are already suffering from this kind of treatment, so they can still live!

"You ask if the Heart Sect is coming out? If we don't come out again, the mountains near us will be dead, and all the people will be bones! ”

Shen Zhiming looked down at the man who was holding him, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhehan stepped forward and helped the person up.

"The Asking Heart Sect will participate in the next sect selection."

Hearing this, the stall owner's eyes lit up, "Great, great, as long as you are willing to make a move, then those people will not dare to bully us at will." ”

The city that rises near the sect, to put it bluntly, depends on the strength of the sect.

Once the sect declines, there are fewer people who come, and other sects will also bully them, and the cities, villages and towns will also decline.

But if they ask their hearts a little, they will have a better life.

Jiang Zhehan and Shen Zhiming figured out the situation, and sighed that at the same time, they could only go around to other towns and buy a bunch of things to go to the demon clan.

The two of them changed their clothes, turned into a business trip, and entered the demon clan.

I thought that the demon clan must have not fallen compared to the city just now, but as soon as I entered, I saw that the streets and alleys were full of people, the restaurant was full of people, the red lanterns were hung high, and the singing and dancing were leveling, which was more lively than Shangjing.

The two of them walked inside in surprise and found that there were not only many demon cultivators who came and went, but also many disciples of the Upper Cultivation True Realm who were dressed in different sects.

The demons traded with them amicably, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Jiang Zhehan and Shen Zhiming glanced at each other and were silent.

They had never imagined that the Demon Race was actually more lively and harmonious than the Lower Cultivation True Realm.

Just as the two of them were looking, a demon carrying a burden shouted along the street.

"Holy Spirit Fruit, freshly baked Holy Spirit Fruit, is there any need."

Hearing the name, Shen Zhiming's eyes lit up and he beckoned to the other party, "How to sell the Holy Spirit Fruit?" ”

The other party's eyes rolled around him, and he stepped forward with an earnest smile.

"One tael of silver, I have two hundred and seventy, if you want them all, I will give you two hundred and five pieces of silver."

Hearing this, Shen Zhiming felt that the stall owner must not know the goods.

This is the Holy Spirit Fruit, and the Upper Cultivation True Realm will sell at least ten taels!

His alchemy was just right to use.

"Okay, wrap it all up for me."

The peddler's eyes were brighter than he was when he heard this, and he directly put down the burden and gave it to him.

"You just give the money, and you take the burden."

Shen Zhiming bowed slightly, took out two hundred and fifty taels and gave them to the vendor, and carefully collected all the Holy Spirit Fruits in the Qiankun bag.

The vendor enthusiastically saw them off and entered the tavern next to them.

Shen Zhiming thought that he had made a fortune, but he didn't leave for a while, and he saw someone selling the Holy Spirit Fruit.