There are thirty-six heavenly cities and seventy-two towns on the Obsidian Continent, but the ancient town of Shifang is not among them. As the location of the only branch of the Immortal Dao League, Shifang Ancient Town is nominally a town, but in fact its scale is second only to Thirty-six Heavenly City.

A hundred years ago, Shifang Ancient Town was a small fishing village near the South Suzaku Sea, and the local residents made a living from fishing and hunting. Suddenly, for a period of time, a large number of Lin clan demons appeared in the South Vermilion Bird Sea.

The news quickly reached the Great Monarch of Lingxiao Imperial City, and the Great Monarch immediately ordered that Shen Zhongyang, the leader of the Immortal Dao Alliance, and Ji Shakong, the Sword God of the Immortal Dao Alliance, take 100,000 elite disciples of the Immortal Dao Alliance to Shifang Village to assist the Southern Vermilion Bird King in slaying demons and eliminating demons. The war lasted for three whole years, and Shifang Village, which bore the brunt of the battle, as well as six prefectures and 37 villages within a thousand miles of the sea, were wiped out in ashes and suffered heavy losses.

Although the demons of the Lin clan were finally defeated, they were only defeated, and they were not completely exterminated, and the security risks were still there, and they could come back at any time.

When the Lingxiao Imperial City, the Immortal Dao League, and the Vermilion Bird Dynasty joined forces to rebuild the homes of the local residents, they unanimously decided that it was necessary to create an important offensive and defensive area along the coast of the South Vermilion Bird Sea, and after consultation, Shifang Village was finally selected.

As the strongest offensive and defensive force on the Obsidian Continent, the Immortal Dao Alliance has the unshirkable responsibility to protect the family and defend the country. Shen Zhongyang thought carefully and decided to create a branch alliance of the Immortal Dao Alliance in Shifang Village, and Shifang Village was also promoted to a town, the only offensive and defensive town that did not belong to the seventy-two towns.

After spending a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, it took seven years to move mountains, reclaim the sea, build bridges, and pave roads, turning a small Shifang village that could only accommodate hundreds of people into a behemoth.

Because of the existence of the Immortal Dao Alliance, it quickly attracted the eight major sects and some large, medium and small sects to settle in. In less than a year, the population has exceeded one million, and it is gradually increasing over the years.

In view of this, how easy is it to find the three murderers in the million-strong Shifang Ancient Town?

"Old Ye, I can understand your customs. Xu Rulin said, "But I still hope that you can bury the pearl scenery." ”

"This-" Ye Youcheng couldn't be the master, and looked at Wu Qinglian beside him, who hesitated.

"It's not easy for people to come to this world for a while, just go so coldly, can you bear to be a father and mother? Over the years, I have always regarded Mingzhu as my own sister, if you can trust it, let me do it single-handedly, how about it?"

Wu Qinglian said sadly:

"Brother Xu, our couple must be able to trust you. It's just that Mingzhu is a vain ghost, and the villagers can send paper money, incense and candles, which is already a great love......"

"Funeral, they definitely don't dare to come. Ye Youcheng sighed and added.

"Someone will come. Xu Rulin said, "Just leave it to me." ”

"Okay, it's up to Brother Xu to decide, and all the expenses ......"

"I'll come, keep your savings, and use them later, I promise. ”

"I can't use your money, Brother Xu. Wu Qinglian said with tears in her eyes, "We still have a little savings, which were originally left for Mingzhu to buy a dowry, but ......"

"That's it. Xu Rulin walked towards Ye Mingzhu's boudoir, "Two, before I do this, I have to take a [Yi Rong Dan] to change my appearance temporarily, don't make a fuss." In addition, I will appear as Mingzhu's brother, and you will call me Xiao Xu in front of outsiders, remember. ”

The old Ye couple were puzzled, but they still nodded in unison.

Standing in front of a bronze mirror, Xu Rulin took out a pink pill, the size of a broad bean, and after taking it for a while, he pinched it on his face with both hands in front of the bronze mirror, and when he appeared in front of Lao Ye and his wife, he had already turned into a personable beautiful boy.

There are many coffin shops in the town, and business is booming.

Ordinary people can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death, and monks slay demons and demons also fall from time to time, and eventually they all have to be buried in the earth and wait for the next life.

Xu Rulin changed into a splendid dress and went straight to the largest coffin shop on South Street.

A bald guy immediately nodded and trotted over to greet him, babbling and bragging. It is said that the coffins of this shop are all from the hands of famous artists, with exquisite materials, exquisite handiwork, novel style, fair price, and no deception, and are famous far and wide.

Xu Rulin's face was expressionless, and he said "the more expensive, the better".

The bald guy's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt a domineering aura coming to his face, and hurriedly asked Xu Rulin to wait, and he immediately went to the shopkeeper to talk in detail.

The shopkeeper was a fat man in his fifties, with ten jeweled rings on his ten fingers, and a pair of jade plates of various colors hanging on his belt.

This guy is obviously an old fritter, and he didn't look at Xu Rulin's clothes from head to toe, but stared at the ancient magic sword hanging from Xu Rulin's waist at a glance, and after a while, his eyes rolled, and he smiled, and asked:

"Dare to ask the young man, but he is from the Phantom Sword Sect?"

"Exactly. ”

"The young man is handsome, and the dragon and phoenix are ......"

Xu Rulin's face was cold, and he waved his hand to interrupt the shopkeeper's cookie-cutter flattery, and said:

"Prepare the most expensive coffin, and send someone to Ye Youcheng in Luofeng Village, Bailiqiu, at the beginning of tomorrow, there must be no mistake. ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then squinted and said:

"Shaoxia, I have a superb white jade coffin here, which is the proud work of the martial arts master of this town, and it is inlaid with six superb Xuan seals, which can ensure that the deceased will not rot for ten years, and the coffin will not be broken for a hundred years. ”

"Yes. ”

"500,000 gold beads, no two prices. ”

"Good value for money. Xu Ruling said indifferently, "Can you arrange a full set of funeral needs?"

"As long as the gold beads are in place......"

Xu Rulin took out a golden ticket and handed it to the shopkeeper casually:

"It's a deposit. ”

The shopkeeper took the golden ticket, and after just a glance, he couldn't help but shiver a few times. The million denomination is secondary, and the really shocking thing is the boxy Immortal Dao Alliance seal on the golden ticket that flashes with a light purple light.

The only unobstructed exclusive currency on the Obsidian Continent.

And there are only two types of people who are eligible to use this special golden ticket.

One is the monks.

The second is thaumaturgists.

Even if ordinary people get this kind of special golden ticket, they must go to the money houses designated by the Immortal Dao League in each city and town to exchange it for an ordinary golden ticket of equivalent value before they dare to use it.

Therefore, this golden ticket alone is enough to prove Xu Rulin's identity.

Although the shopkeeper is rich, he is an ordinary person, neither a monk nor a thaumaturgist, and these two kinds of people are the existence that ordinary people dare not provoke.

The shopkeeper's attitude immediately became extremely respectful, and his state was the same as that of the bald man who was in charge of the reception at the beginning.

"Please let the young man put 10,000 hearts, and the small one will immediately assign a large number of people to expedite the purchase of all the funeral needs in the town. The shopkeeper bowed and said, "Dare to ask the young man, which one is in the house......"

"My sister-in-law unfortunately drowned in Peach Blossom Lake yesterday, so naturally I have to bury her beautifully. ”

"It's really jealous!" The shopkeeper's eyes immediately reddened, beat his chest, and sighed again and again.

"I want to hold a flowing water banquet in Luofeng Village for five consecutive days, but all residents in the town and the surrounding areas do not need to be courteous, and those who come will not refuse. Xu Rulin said, "Listen, I only have one request, be grand." ”

Xu Rulin left the coffin shop, returned to the island, and sat on the ground in the purple bamboo forest, contemplating carefully.

Shifang Ancient Town is close to the South Vermilion Sea, and there are more than 200 islands of all sizes in the sea area within a radius of thousands of miles, each with its own name. Among them, there is an island with the smallest area, about the range of Lixu, which is only five miles away from the Xianyuantai of the ancient town. Except for a small purple bamboo forest in the center, the rest of the island is overgrown with weeds and rocks.

Most of the large and medium-sized islands have monks of the eight major sects who bought them individually or in partnership with gold beads, which were used to establish sects and recruit talents, dreaming of achieving hegemony on the obsidian continent.

When an island is bought by a sect, it has the right to name the island and has control over all the resources on the island. However, under Putian, it is not the king's land, so the annual tribute is essential.

For example, all the sects in the territory of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty had to prepare two large and small tributes at the end of the year to send them to the Suzaku Palace, and the steward of the palace who was in charge of the tribute inspection would receive a small tribute, and the large tribute would be sent to the Lingxiao Imperial City.

The Qinglong Dynasty, the White Tiger Dynasty and the Xuanwu Dynasty are all the same.

There are a total of 3,997 large and small sects recorded on the Obsidian Continent. The first sect is the Wuji Sect, and the bottom sect is the Difficult Sect, and it is also the only sect that has not paid a tribute since its establishment.

There is no other reason, the difficult sect is too poor.

In the past three years, there have been three groups of accountability people, and they have all covered their noses and brushed their sleeves away without exception when they landed on the island to verify that they could not get a cup of tea.

If you have to pay tribute to the Sect, it will be worthless purple bamboo, weeds and stones.

Of course, there are also some fruits, vegetables, and poultry.

The Sect of Difficulty is on the island of Difficulty, and the sect leader of one person's sect is Xu Rulin.

It was impossible for other monks to see this small island, so the mayor of the town hung it in the auction house for a long time at the price of a thousand gold beads with the mentality that mosquito meat is also meat, as if he were throwing away a bag of garbage in his courtyard.

Xu Rulin bought it anonymously, created a small piece of vacant land in the purple bamboo forest, and built a purple bamboo building with local materials. Then he dug up a few vegetable plots near the water's edge, and then spent dozens of gold beads to buy a few kinds of seasonal fruit and vegetable seeds, pigs and sheep of varying numbers of males and females, and more than a hundred white-feathered black chickens, and threw them on the island and never took care of them again.

Today, three years later, there are twenty-seven pigs and forty-three sheep, not counting the four pigs and eight sheep slaughtered and eaten each year.

As for the white-feathered black chicken, the number is basically the same. With his way of eating a chicken every other day, it is really difficult for the lineup to grow and develop.

However, the eggs couldn't be eaten at all, so they were just taken to the town to exchange for firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

I have to say that this kind of small life where one person eats enough and the whole family is not hungry, and one person wears warm clothes and the whole family is not cold.

The only regret is that there is one less hostess on the island.

However, it is not easy to find a mother-in-law who lies next to her and does not have nightmares in Shifang Ancient Town. The female monks don't have to be delusional, they all want to find a graceful young man who is dressed in white and flies with a sword, and achieves a fairy couple who lives and flies.

Everyone's ladies can't count on it, although their family wealth still can't climb the status of the respected monk, but finding a famous son with the right family is undoubtedly far more practical than marrying a little-known little monk.

As for the small jasper, it is more self-aware.

Even poor peasant girls prefer to find a man who can work hard to support their families. If you rely on tricks, a few members of the family will starve to death sooner or later.

In the eyes of ordinary people, those monks who control wind, fire, thunder and lightning, no matter how big or small, strong or weak, are all tricks and unreliable.

Of course, if there is a demon invasion, then these monks can instantly become heroes in their minds.

In fact, in the entire town, except for Ren Yunhong, the white-haired and white-bearded old man who stayed in Juyi Pavilion all day long and always liked to point at him with a magic sword, there was really no one in the town who knew the island master of the South Island, and the sect master of the South Sect was Xu Rulin. Even the mayor of the cheap island didn't know Xu Rulin's proper name, let alone that the nameless island had been renamed as Nandao, and that a Nanzong had also been created on the island.

But even Ren Yunhong, who was specifically responsible for approving the creation of the sect in the Immortal Dao Alliance, couldn't figure out what "difficult" meant?

It's hard to be difficult - it's over, it's difficult.