Huang Xiaoliu was born in Lanling County, under the city of Wangshufu, and his ancestors were authentic tenant farmers, serving Lingtian for the local Jindan clan Huang family.

Because he is the sixth in the family, he is named Xiaoliu, and the whole family has been living a life of being rich and starving.

It wasn't until he was twelve years old that he first showed his resources in spiritual practice.

So he shrunk his clothes and dieted at home for him to practice, and Huang Xiaoliu also lived up to expectations, practicing hard for thirty years, and now the strength of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation is neither high nor low.

In their tenant villages, they are already among the top three masters.

And not long after he broke through the late stage of Qi training, because of his innocence, he was promoted to the local supervisor by the Huang family, and his status was immediately different.

So a typical example of the rise of a cold door appeared.

If nothing else, two more generations later, and each generation of their family has a cultivation seed, then there is a chance to cultivate a foundation building monk, and then add the name back to the Huang family tree, become a side clan member of the Jindan family, and have a background from then on.

However, plans can't keep up with change.

The beast tide is coming.

Similar to the situation in Autumn Wind City, the Huang family had to shrink their strength and retreat to the Spirit Vein Cave Mansion to resist the impact of the beast tide with the local clan forces and the City Lord's Mansion.

His cultivation is not bad, he was selected by the Huang family, and he can also bring three places to enter the mountain protection array together.

However, he couldn't leave a family behind.

In order to provide for his cultivation, the two brothers did not get married when they were thirty years old, but the three elder sisters married early, just because the husband's family gave a few extra spirit stones as a bride price.

The resources he used to practice at the beginning were saved between the teeth of his family, and every spirit stone was soaked in the blood and sweat of his family.

How could he turn a blind eye and put them in danger when the crisis came?

However, others are soft-spoken, and the Huang family has given him three places is already the limit.

He said goodbye to the Huang family, turned around and took a large family to pack their belongings, and embarked on the road of escape.

However, the danger on the road does not let them go because they are poor people, but only targets poor people like them.

The county seat of Lanling is only 300 miles away from Wangshufu City.

The three-hundred-mile escape road was soaked in the blood of ordinary people inch by inch.

This road is a carnival of robbery.

In Huang Xiaoliu's opinion, sometimes people's hearts are more terrifying than the beast tide.

Ordinary people with all their belongings and a new hope of survival struggle hard, but let themselves become prey in the eyes of others.

Obviously, everyone is at the bottom of survival, but their own people are hurt the most.

Even if he was a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi cultivation, he was not capable of protecting the entire big family.

After decades of rooted growth, the Huang family is no longer the original family of eight, the father and mother don't care, the sister marries, and the husband has his own relatives.

The same is true for my brother, and my sister-in-law's maiden family is a big family.

There are nearly 100 relatives involved in various relationships.

More than half of these people are at the bottom of the hierarchy who have given up their spiritual practice.

After all, cultivation is very resource-intensive, and if you don't have enough excellent qualifications, you can have one or two layers of cultivation to be able to serve the crops in the field.

They also don't specialize in practicing those lethal spiritual arts, and if they have that kung fu, it is more practical to learn a few fists and kicks.

When these people encounter a robbery that specializes in robbing and killing monks, the fate can be imagined.

Huang Xiaoliu watched as the hundreds of teams were attritional along the way, leaving a few corpses on the road almost every day.

This has to be thankful that those powerful cultivators don't look down on them.

Only those who are not in the climate and are not strong are attached to them like hyenas, tearing off a few pieces of flesh from them from time to time.

Fortunately, after getting close to the capital city, those robberies did not dare to appear at will.

Huang Xiaoliu went from anger at the beginning to silence later, and his soul gradually became tired.

All he can do is take care of his closest family members.

He knew that the other relatives were complaining and cursing him behind his back, but he could only act as if he didn't hear anything.

He thought he could protect everyone, but he found himself so powerless.

He could only hold the spirit stone tightly, recover his mana as soon as possible, and improve his cultivation as much as possible.

He had never been more hungry for power than he was at this moment.

Ever since he broke through the late stage of Qi cultivation and was promoted from a tenant farmer of the Huang family to a supervisor, he had not consciously slackened off in his cultivation.

After all, after practicing for so long, now that life is good at home, he can't enjoy it yet.

His cultivation was never about the path of immortality, that kind of goal was too far away from him, he just wanted to make his family's life a little better.

But everything now told him.

False prosperity and peace are only a temporary illusion, and when turmoil is imminent, the only thing that can protect oneself and one's family is the power of one's own control.

……

Today, the Huang family lives in the most remote slum in Fucheng, crowded with other refugees, and does not even have a house, but lives in a simple shack.

Although there are still various problems in life, at least the danger is greatly reduced.

When night fell, Huang Xiaoliu sat in front of the shack to keep vigil, while the rest of the family were already huddled under the small shanty and fell asleep tiredly.

He remembered the news that had recently circulated among the slums among these "high-level monks" who were at the peak of their qi cultivation, stared at the blazing bonfire in front of him, and secretly made a decision.

The second half of the night is coming.

There was a rustling noise in the shack.

Huang Xiaoliu's father and mother walked out together.

Huang Xiaoliu's father and mother are also monks, but their cultivation is not high, one is the second level of Qi training, and the other is the third level of Qi training.

This is still the cultivation that Huang Xiaoliu broke through after he developed and found a spirit pill to assist in his cultivation for the second elder.

Because of the cultivation in the body, and the fact that life has been better over the years, both of them look like middle-aged people in their forties and fifties, but their skin is darker.

"Sixth son, your mother and I will guard it in the second half of the night, you go and rest first."

"Dad, mother, I'm going to gamble."

Huang Xiaoliu didn't make a move to get up, but threw a piece of dead wood into the bonfire, and the flames rose high, reflecting his weather-covered face.

"Sixth son, you are now the pillar of the family, you have the most knowledge, your mother and I have planted fields all our lives, and we have never walked out of the county seat for fifty miles in my life.

What you want to do, you must have your plans, and your mother and I won't interfere with you. ”

Huang Xiaoliu's father said.

His mother also added: "Mother listens to your father." ”

"Daddy, you continue to rest, with my cultivation, it doesn't matter if you don't sleep for a few days, I'll keep watch in the second half of the night."

Huang Xiaoliu's gaze gradually became resolute, and his voice had a kind of undeniable firmness.

Early the next morning, Huang Xiaoliu walked into the bustling inner city with most of the spirit stones that the Huang family had saved in recent years.

……

"Datonghui!"

Huang Xiaoliu looked up at the gilded plaque and unconsciously pronounced the name.

According to rumors, this Datong Association was founded by an ancient Taoist enthusiast with great love for the true person of Sanxiu, with me as everyone, everyone for me as the program of the association, and also received the strong support of the lord of the house.

In less than two months after it appeared in Wangshu Mansion, it had already funded several foundation-building monks to break through the Jindan realm, and more than a dozen qi cultivation monks broke through the foundation-building, most of which were scattered cultivators.

And he is here to find a hope.

"Fellow Daoist, are you also here to participate in the Great Love Project?"

A delicate-looking female monk appeared in front of Huang Xiaoliu in a cheongsam uniform that highlighted her figure, with a decent smile on her face.

It is the lobby hospitality of the Datong Society.

Facing the hostess, Huang Xiaoliu, who had dealt with the fields all his life, felt his heart beat wildly unconsciously, and he felt ashamed.

"Yes, yes."

The so-called big love project is to save spirit stones to participate in the lottery, with a small broad.

Of course, Bo has to be returned.

But everyone took it for granted, and even thanked Dade.

People who can borrow money without looking at relationships these years, who don't like it, who is not grateful.

"Okay, this way, please."

The hostess didn't care about Huang Xiaoliu's distraction at all, and invited him to go to the back hall.

"This fellow Daoist, please wait in line here, it will be your turn soon."

Huang Xiaoliu followed the guidance of the waitress and looked forward, and saw a long snake-like line lined up.

His heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

"So many people?"

The hostess had already turned around to leave, but when she heard the words, she turned around and sighed towards Huang Xiaoliu and said:

"Because there are so many people in need of help in this world"

Huang Xiaoliu was stunned, and then nodded silently.

Half an hour later.

Huang Xiaoliu finally got to the head of the line.

What registered them was a middle-aged monk sitting behind a desk, expressionless, and not easy to mess with at first glance, with a momentum as deep as the sea, he had only felt it in the old ancestor of the Huang family.

This is actually a Jindan real person!

Huang Xiaoliu was once again shocked by the background of the Datong Society.

"You know the rules, right?"

The middle-aged monk asked lightly, his divine sense had already swept over Huang Xiaoliu's body, confirming his cultivation.

"Yes."

Huang Xiaoliu nodded hurriedly and presented the storage bag containing a thousand spirit stones.

On the way to the queue just now, the staff of the Datong Association explained to them the specific rules of the Great Love Project.

The Great Love Project helps the world, the so-called everyone for one, I for everyone.

As long as these Qi cultivators deposit 1,000 spirit stones in the Datong Society, they can immediately participate in the lottery.

Once you win, you will get a Tsukidan, which you can take immediately to avoid reselling it privately.

After the breakthrough is successful, it is necessary to make up the difference in the price of Tsukidan within ten years.

If it fails, the Datong Association will not be embarrassed, but it will lose the opportunity to participate in the Great Love project.

If you don't win the lottery, the spirit stone cannot be returned, but there will be a chance to continue the lottery every year after that.

"Now that I know, I won't talk nonsense."

The middle-aged monk took the spirit stone, swept his senses, easily counted it, and then took out a cyan jade skewer from the table.

"That's your lottery voucher, go and wait in the back."

Huang Xiaoliu took the jade skewer and started it warmly, obviously very light, but it felt inexplicably heavy.

Then he was led to the backyard.

"There are monks from my Datong Association secretly guarding the courtyard, and you can't cut in line, and you can't leave the team after queuing, and you will lose your qualifications if you leave the team."

In the center of the backyard is a large tripod, which is full of stone balls, about the size of an adult's fist, gray-white.

This big tripod is called the Great Love Ding, and there are a hundred stone balls in the tripod, and there are ten real balls inside, and each real ball hides a Tsukidan.

This stone ball is made of stone from the spirit stone mine, which has the effect of isolating the divine consciousness, not to mention that these qi cultivators, even the foundation building monks, cannot penetrate the stone.

Many monks patted in front of the Da Ding, handed the jade sticks in their hands to one in front of the Da Ding and the outside to entertain the female nuns wearing the same uniform, but the cuffs were more complicated, and then reached out to touch the Da Ding.

It could be seen that the monk who touched the ball was very nervous, and even the other monks in the team were nervous.

Poof!

The stone ball was smashed into powder by the monk, and there was nothing in it.

The monk who drew the lot turned pale and wanted to say something, but was glared at by the nun and staggered backwards.

He had no choice but to walk to the side, but his eyes were fixed on Dading.

If he couldn't get ten real balls, he was afraid he would make a big fuss about the scene.

Huang Xiaoliu didn't know why, and he also panicked in his heart.

Was he too impulsive to dare to gamble with all his wealth, and if he suffered the same fate as the monk just now, how would he end up?

But at this point, he had little room for regret.

In silence, the team moved forward slowly, and from time to time there was a burst of cheers, and someone kicked off the real ball.

It was a golden elixir, just a glance, it was hard to forget.

The monk stood with his head held high, in stark contrast to the crowd next to him, who were not willing to be lost.

Next, they will break through in the retreat room provided by the Datong Society.

When it was Huang Xiaoliu's turn, there were about thirteen or fourteen left, but there were only seven real balls drawn out, which means that there were still three Zhuji Dan in it.

He has a great chance!

Huang Xiaoliu couldn't form his mood at the moment, he handed the jade stick to the female cultivator in a daze, and touched the stone ball with his palm.

Knowing that the spiritual sense was useless, he still couldn't help but reach out to investigate, but he really found nothing.

The stone ball is like a layer of fog that makes it impossible to see through.

He hesitated for a while, but before the nun could urge, the monk behind him became anxious.

"Fellow Daoist, don't hurry up, this ball is about to be wiped out by you."

"Yes, three out of thirteen, what are you hesitating about?"

"Made, if you don't smoke, get out of the way!"

……

The excitement on the faces of the monks who had been waiting for a long time behind them was obvious, and the odds of them winning were very good.

If it weren't for the staff of the Datong Association watching at the scene, for the sake of their positions, the monks behind would probably have to fight.

"That's it."

Huang Xiaoliu grabbed a stone ball, the mana in his body surged, only to hear a click, the stone ball cracked on the spot, revealing one of them sealed by beeswax, the golden Tsukidan.

"Made, one less!"

The monk behind him took a sip, but Huang Xiaoliu was wrapped in surprise.

"Hit! Hit! I'm in! ”

"Tsk, another crazy one!"

The monks who were watching on the side sighed, but they couldn't stop the envy in their eyes, and at the same time, their eyes were even hotter when they looked at Dading.

For the rest of the time, Huang Xiaoliu didn't know how he spent it.

He only clutched the Tsukidan in his hand, waiting for a mouthful of Dading's stone balls to be grabbed all, and it was really ten Tsukidan.

Some of the monks who did not give up left in frustration, and at the same time received the lottery voucher issued by the Datong Association for a year later.

……

In the quiet room, Huang Xiaoliu calmed his spirit and quietly adjusted his breath.

The time when he broke through the ninth layer of Qi cultivation was still on the way for the family to escape, so it was not long ago, although there was a possibility of breaking through the foundation at this moment, it was actually very risky, and the success rate would not be too high.

But the Datong Society would not give him a chance to leave with Tsukidan at all.

But since he came, he was ready.

The situation is chaotic, and there is no room for him to hesitate too much.

This time, he was lucky enough to draw the Tsukidan, and it was already the closest he was to the Tsuki-dan realm in his life.

Originally, he had almost nothing to do with building a foundation in his life.

"A thousand spirit stones, for a chance to break through, it's worth it!"

Huang Xiaoliu gritted his teeth and swallowed Tsukidan into his stomach.

The breakthrough begins!

……

Three days later.

Huang Xiaoliu walked out of the quiet room in a trance, and the staff of the Datong Association waiting at the door were stunned for a moment, and then showed a respectful look on their faces.

"Congratulations to the seniors for their successful breakthrough, please go this way."

"Okay, okay."

Huang Xiaoliu still didn't adapt to his new identity as a foundation building monk, even if he faced the low-level monks of the Datong Society, he also had respect.

Soon, Huang Xiaoliu was led into a hall.

There was an old monk with a deep momentum waiting in the hall, he didn't hide his meaning in the slightest, he was actually a real person!

Huang Xiaoliu saluted respectfully.

"Junior, Huang Xiaoliu, has seen seniors."

"Haha, it's all a family from now on, just call me Qi Lao."

Due to his outstanding work ability, Qi Chunshen was transferred to the current headquarters of Datong Huifucheng as a personnel officer and continued to shine.

"I've seen Qi Lao." Huang Xiaoliu is as good as a stream.

"Then I'll call you Little Liu."

Qi Chunshen smiled and said:

"Little Liu, since you have broken through, you should know the rules of the Great Love Project, and you have to pay off Zhujidan's debts within ten years, do you have any doubts?"

"Nope."

Huang Xiaoliu shook his head, very confident in repaying his debts.

The foundation building monk is already a middle-level monk, and he can get an annual salary of several thousand spirit stones if he goes to any chamber of commerce to be a guard.

The market price of Zhuji Dan is only about 10,000 spirit stones, and he has made up it after treating his cultivation badly a few years ago.

Qi Chunshen said: "Little Liu, do you have a place to go after you break through?" How are you going to pay off your debts? ”

Huang Xiaoliu shook his head and said, "Not for the time being." ”

Qi Chunshen looked kind: "How about the old man introduce you to a job?" ”

Huang Xiaoliu felt a chill on his back for some reason, swallowed his saliva, and squeezed out a smile.

"I don't know what advice Elder Qi has?"

Qi Chunshen said with a smile: "That's the case, you also know that our Datong will have such a momentum, to help you wait for these low-level monks who have no way, you can't do without the support of the mansion master."

And the lord of the mansion deeply felt that the demon beasts were suffering, so he planned to prepare a demon extermination army, but there was a lack of manpower.

So the old man thought of recommending you to participate. ”

Huang Xiaoliu's face changed slightly: "Elder Qi, the younger generation still has family members to take care of, so it is inconvenient to stay away." ”

Qi Chunshen didn't seem to hear his refusal, and continued to smile:

"Don't worry, your salary is very high, you can get three or four thousand spirit stones every year, and after three or four years, you will be able to pay off your debts and be free.

Even if you die in the line of duty, we will not embarrass your family, but will give you a generous bereavement. ”

Huang Xiaoliu fell silent.

Qi Chunshen waited for a long time.

"Elder Qi, can you really be free?"

Huang Xiaoliu knew that there was no free lunch in the world, but there was not much anger at this time, but there was a feeling of relief that it was indeed so.

Qi Chunshen said unhappily: "Could it be that I am a real person, and I will deceive you as a junior?" The old man is afraid that you will be reluctant to leave when the time comes.

The elite team led by the lord of the mansion himself, if it weren't for the lack of manpower in the early stage, do you think you can be selected? ”

Huang Xiaoliu nodded: "Old Qi, I am willing." ”

"Is it really voluntary? Our president has said that you must not be forced, and the Datong Association has never been an organization that bullies men and women. ”

Qi Chunshen reiterated.

Huang Xiaoliu smiled bitterly: "It's voluntary." ”

Half a month later.

Huang Xiaoliu joined the Demon Eradication Army with a group of newly promoted foundation building monks who volunteered to join the Demon Eradication Army, as well as Qi Practicing Monks who heard that the moon was very high and could apply for Zhuji Dan for meritorious service, joined the Demon Eradication Army and began a military career on the front line of life and death.

The transformation of a Lingnong to a sergeant came so suddenly. (End of chapter)