Clang! Bang Bang!

In the early morning, melodious bells reverberate throughout the city.

In the thick fog, Li Erlang pushed open the wooden window and looked into the distance.

It was white outside the window, and he couldn't see anything clearly from a hundred meters away, but he knew that the bell was coming from Lushan Academy.

Since childhood, he has been waking up to the sound of this bell.

However, at that time, the academy was still inhabited by scholars, from all over Huaizhou, and their families had small assets.

He was born in a civilian family, Lushan Academy, and only dared to think about it.

And today, the bell on the mountain still rings.

But the people inside have been replaced by those cultivators, and a single thought can determine life and death.

Lushan Academy,

He can't even think about it now.

"Ho-ho..."

There was a moaning sound on the wooden bed, it was his mother, who was nearly half a hundred years old, with a thin face, blank eyes, and a bad smell on her body.

Li Erlang hurriedly stepped forward, leaned close to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Mother...... What did you say? ”

"Hungry."

It took the old man a long time to mumble a word.

When Li Erlang heard this, his face turned pale suddenly.

Since the onset of the fog disaster, the people's lives have deteriorated day by day, the flow of goods in various places has been interrupted, and the price of food has skyrocketed.

He used to help out in the restaurant, and the boss was kind-hearted, and he would let the guys pack the leftover meals to give the family a job.

And now the plague is rampant, and he has run out of food.

This kind of plague made people panic, and I heard that those who were infected with the plague would become evil ghosts who ate human flesh and blood, and Wu Laoshi next door secretly ate his whole family.

It's a person, and they're all afraid.

His wife was not infected with the epidemic, but after the fog came, she did not see the sun all year round, and her home was damp and moldy, and she couldn't bear it and got sick.

There are many old people who have passed away like this.

Thinking of this, Li Erlang's heart was like a knife, listening to the sound of footsteps outside the window, gritting his teeth and pushing the door out.

He couldn't afford to pay for the doctor.

Nowadays, the price of medicine has skyrocketed, and ordinary people simply cannot afford it.

But at least let the old lady have a full meal.

"Uncle, okay..."

Li Erlang ran to the side of the road, didn't look at it, knelt down and kowtowed, tears and snot flowing, "Please stutter, my mother will starve to death." ”

He knew who these people were.

The servants of the Yamen have already explained, these are the high-ranking monks, and it is the glory of Lushan City to gather here.

Whoever dares to provoke the guests will be expelled from the mountain town to feed the wild dogs.

But Li Erlang didn't want to wait for death, this was his only way.

He didn't dare to look up, only the black leather boots of the man in front of him, and then a gentle voice sounded in his ears.

"Daochang Cui..."

"Alright, alright, I know."

"Boy, let's go to Changchunguan, there is a soup kitchen over there, and I can help you find a job."

Hammer!

A token is tossed at the feet.

Li Erlang hurriedly picked it up and held it in his arms.

He knew what place Changchun Temple was, and he also knew that he finally had a way to live.

He hurriedly looked up, only to see a few figures disappearing into the thick fog, so he had to bow one after another, "Thank you, sir!" ”

Listening to the voice behind him, Zhang Biao sighed slightly.

Seeing this, Cui Laodao shook his head and said: "In the troubled times, people are not as cheap as dogs, this Lushan City is quite stable, and there is really no hope of survival in Luzhou." ”

Zheng Yongxiang's face was also gloomy, "On the way here, I saw that some trees had died, but some poisonous weeds that like shade were extremely prosperous. ”

"Three years of fog disaster, I'm afraid many people won't even survive this year......"

Zhang Biao didn't speak, but looked at the sky.

After talking with the elders of the Five Immortals Sect yesterday, I stayed up all night.

As the elder said,

Knowing more is not necessarily a good thing.

Just like the fog plague is to mortals, in the face of the plundering of those powerful existences, the sect monks in this realm are also helpless.

Fate is like a tide,

All of them are on their own.

What he can do,

Only take one step at a time.

The only good thing last night was to reach an agreement with the Five Immortals Sect to plant the spiritual field by himself and exchange the Awakening Herb for the treasure medicine.

The Five Immortals Sect has a treasure medicine, and he is not surprised.

Although the thousand-year-old aura is cut off, there are always special exceptions, he can find the fire zhi of Sanming Land, the great snow mountain full of treasures, there will always be some treasures that will be left by chance.

As for the faceless male uncle, don't think about it for the time being.

The Great Snow Mountain is so powerful that it can open up the cave sky, and it is not surprising that it will turn into a ghost after death.

The Five Immortal Sect must have an existence similar to the Willow Spirit Divine Domain, and even their earthly snakes can only barely protect themselves, so it is conceivable that the spiritual world there is terrifying.

After the auction, I went back to planting spiritual fields.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao no longer hesitated, and took Cui Laodao and Zheng Yongxiang to stride towards the mountain road.

As Cui Laodao said, although it was simple, it was also a grand event after the revival of the aura, and almost all the cultivators in Huaizhou arrived.

His murderous name has spread.

The monks they saw along the way almost all avoided them.

Zhang Biao didn't care, his spiritual eye kept running.

With his current cultivation, exploring these low-level cultivators, the loss of spirit and spirit was minimal, and what he saw was also an eye-opener for him.

The thin old man in front of him is a spirit witch.

is different from Yu Ziqing's incense master Liu Ling, this old man was actually favored by a snake spirit, and the old man with little ability was also counterattacked, and he didn't have a few years to live.

But the two work together, but they live a very nourishing life in the countryside.

This kind of folk witch is very common, there is no authentic method, and the life span is shorter than that of ordinary people, but it can be free of food and clothing.

The man on the left is a mountain guard.

Originally, he was a hunter in the mountains, with strong martial arts, and the awakened ghost can use divine thoughts to communicate with the elves in the mountains, which is very suitable for the magic of the Mountain Monarch Temple......

The monks who were further away actually came from the Lotus Sect, walking the world, tempering their minds with asceticism, hoping to inherit the Buddha's treasures.

Zhang Biao now knows a lot.

The so-called Buddha treasure, even if it is a magic weapon similar to the spiritual root, can awaken the so-called Buddha Tong by paying some price.

But it is still far from the spiritual root.

Hu Yunhai concealed some things last night, but Zhang Biao knew that these people were willing to be controlled by the door, most of them for the sake of the exercises and spiritual roots after the foundation building period.

The spiritual root is the condition for stepping into the foundation.

He has already obtained the blood spirit root, and the level is quite high, it can accommodate two kinds of divine powers, but it was damaged when he passed through the spirit world, and now he can only hold one kind of divine power.

The spiritual root is there, but the exercises are nowhere to be found.

According to what Hu Yunhai said, the inner gate of the Xuanyang Sect and the Fang Xiang Sect all went to prevent the unknown existence from seizing the fruit, and if he wanted to find the follow-up exercises, he was afraid that he would have to find the remains of these people first.

"I've seen Tai Sui Daoyou..."

Just as Zhang Biao was pondering, a voice came from in front of him, it was Gu Qiu who had established himself in the White Cloud Sword Pavilion.

Now he is very enthusiastic, and when he meets, he bends down and arches his hand, and says with a smile on his face: "Two days ago, Tai Sui Daoyou was really powerful, and he can be called a hero!" ”

Zhang Biao was speechless, "Just do it." ”

Seeing his cold attitude, Gu Qiu didn't care, and took a step forward and said in a low voice: "The four families of Huaizhou, Zheng, Wang, Liu, and Bai, the Wang family has been punished by Xuanduguan for provoking demons, and has retreated from Lushan City, the Bai family is adjacent to Bozhou, the road is far away, and no one has been sent. ”

"If Tai Sui Daoist friends are interested in the inheritance of the Mountain Monarch Temple, they will help you in the future."

Zhang Biao's face remained unchanged, "What does Lord Gu Xiang want?" ”

Gu Qiu bowed his hand slightly, "Mr. Tai Sui, don't misunderstand, just admire in your heart and make friends." ”

With that, he nodded and smiled and left.

Looking at the other party in the distance, Cui Laodao pouted, "This Gu Qiu, no wonder you can mix in the capital, but you can really make a fool of yourself." ”

Zheng Yongxiang's face was full of vigilance, "Being in a high position and not arrogant, you can still bend and stretch, immortal master, you have to be careful of this person in the future." ”

Zhang Biao said calmly: "Don't worry, I have a number." ”

As he spoke, several people had already entered the academy.

Today's academy has an extremely solemn atmosphere, with heavy guards outside the door, and even new Xuanduguan disciples appear.

Cui Lao Dao said in a low voice: "There is a matter of killing the life sect, today's auction, Daoist Xuchen has personally taken over, and I am also a little more worried about Lao Dao." ”

"What about the Elder of the Mountain Monarch Temple?"

"Haven't shown up yet..."

As he was talking, the young Taoist led by the main hall had already strode over that day and gave a salute, "Mr. Tai Sui, you are today's honored guest, and Uncle Shi has specially reserved a seat for you, please come with me." ”

"I haven't asked for advice yet."

"Kodo Lingxun."

Others treated each other politely, and Zhang Biao naturally would not be polite, and in the envious eyes of the surrounding monks, he followed Lingxun through the side door of the main hall.

The auction venue is in the lecture hall of the college.

In this world, Confucianism has the custom of discerning scriptures, which is a bit like a ring, where one person comes forward to expound the scriptures, and the other person comes up to the stage to argue.

Therefore, there is a circular stone platform in the center of the lecture hall, surrounded by white jade pillars, and the table is full of tables and chairs.

It can be seen that Xuanduguan has made a bloody investment this time.

Near the lecture hall, a Jiao altar has been erected, several Taoists sit in the altar, burn incense and chant incantations, not only make the dense fog in the lecture hall disperse, but also ensure the safety of the auction.

Zhang Biao's seat is naturally at the forefront.

There was an old man in fancy clothes next to him, with an elegant temperament, who first smiled at Zhang Biao and nodded, and then looked at Zheng Yongxiang, "Yongxiang, Moyang City, most of the clan will be handed over to you, and you will have to communicate with each other in the future." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Huainan."

Zheng Yongxiang's eyes were full of excitement, and he respectfully bowed his hand.

He knew that he had borrowed Zhang Biao's prestige.

Seeing Xuanduguan's attitude towards Zhang Biao, the Zheng family naturally would not suppress him easily.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the venue.

I saw a middle-aged Taoist striding over, tall, walking with the wind, and his eyebrows were full of majesty.

"I've seen Elder Xuchen!"

"I've seen the Elders!"

Many monks saluted one after another, and even the city lords Zheng Huainan and Cui Laodao also stood up.

Zhang Biao nodded slightly, running his spiritual eye.

This person is a second-grade yellow level, and his cultivation is almost the same as that of Ling Chong.

Zhang Biao is not surprised, not long after the revival of the aura, the elders of these sects have cultivated similar to the disciples of the sect, and some have even damaged their own foundation and accelerated their cultivation.

He knew that these people knew that they had missed the opportunity, and most of them were paving the way for the continuation of the sect and their disciples.

"Haha, Tai Sui Daoyou is really extraordinary."

Xuchen Daoist spoke very boldly, sat directly in front of Zhang Biao, shook his head and said, "I should have visited, but something happened to Yunxia Pass, so it was delayed." ”

Zhang Biao frowned: "The corpse plague is indeed man-made?" ”

Xu Chen nodded, his face became solemn, "It's a killing sacrifice, secretly playing ghosts, it should be the right protector Pei Tu, Li Mingshu sneaked into this place, most likely to cooperate with the inside and outside, fortunately, Daoyou made a move." ”

said, smiled and said: "Speaking of which, I also want to thank Daoyou, Duliang Mountain has been successful, that thing is very important to my Xuandu Temple, and then I will give it an ancient magic weapon." ”

"The Taoist is polite."

Although Zhang Biao was curious, he didn't ask much.

Soon, the monks from all sides entered one after another.

The young Taoist Lingxun jumped on the stone platform, saluted the four directions, and said loudly: "Heaven and earth are renewed, although there is a fog disaster, but the cultivation world has shown vitality. ”

"This time, some things have been transported from the temple, and there are all spiritual materials and rune papers, which can be regarded as throwing bricks and attracting jade."

After that, he ordered someone to carry a mouthful of boxes.

There are not only evil residues in it, but also refined detoxification and evil elixirs, and even some talismans.

Of course, the most popular ones were those blank rune papers, which were beautifully made, which made Zhang Biao ashamed of himself, and immediately exchanged some of the remaining white bone demon powder.

Lingxun speaks appropriately and is also very good at enlivening the atmosphere.

Before you know it, the atmosphere of the auction has reached a climax.

This is the case with monks, who practice alone most of the time, especially those who are here are considered pioneers, and there are really not many opportunities to get together.

Finally, all the items released by Xuanduguan were sold out, and Lingxun's face became solemn, "I know why you are here, and I respectfully invite Senior Yuan." ”

As soon as the words fell, the side wing room creaked open, and an old man coughed incessantly and slowly walked up to the stone platform......

(End of chapter)