Immortal Abode Beast Taming

Chapter 504 New financial resources
Deep in the wilderness, in a fifth-level spiritual cave, with dead bones everywhere, the place was filled with a stench that had accumulated for thousands of years, which made the old lion very dissatisfied.

Outside the cave, a mountain-like black cum hairpin snake was coiled up in a ball, hissing threateningly at the location of the cave. However, no matter how threatening the snake looked, it did not dare to step into its own cave. step.

The old lion lay on the Zhenyi Chalcedony Mine Mother, which was originally regarded as a treasure by the black snake, with a lion's face wrinkled, quite helpless.

Snakes have no brains. Even if they become ancient beasts, their intelligence is not as good as those of beasts. What's more, this place is far away from the human world. For many years, no monks have come to such deep wilderness. This has led to the surrounding monsters. We have not been poisoned by human civilization, and our brains have not yet been activated.

"I have been on my fifth god-level ancient beast along the way, but I still haven't found anyone willing to follow me. Compared to the group of Nascent Soul beasts in the human world that betrayed the beasts, these god-turned ancient beasts In his mind, there is only food and sleep, mating and territory, and nothing else.”

In the white spiritual world, the old lion's incarnation, a middle-aged man with a yellow beard and a round face, also sat feebly on a concrete chair, complaining to the only audience in front of him.

In front of the old lion, there is still the one-armed Nascent Soul, but now his body has become more illusory, as transparent as water waves, as if he will completely melt in place in the next moment.

As a witness to the old lion showing off his power, and then entering the wasteland and crushing the one-armed Nascent Soul all the way here, he was already satisfied. He had seen everything he wanted to see. The old lion became the enemy of mankind as he wished, and now he is still fulfilling his plan. His plan is to enter the wilderness and accumulate strength. One day, he will fight back to the White Mountain and take back everything that belongs to him.

Now the one-armed Nascent Soul listened to the old lion's complaints and wanted to enlighten him out of habit. But just when he wanted to speak, he found that he didn't even have the spiritual will to speak.

Okay, that's it, I have nothing to worry about anymore. The old lion never needs anyone to advise him. Strong people have their own will and beliefs. He has never listened to me.

The disappearance of the one-armed Nascent Soul did not attract the old lion's attention. He was still analyzing the predicament in front of him.

The old lion made a long analysis, and then waited for the comments of the One-Armed Yuanying, but the One-armed Yuanying who used to give comments was silent this time.

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On Qianling Island in the West Sea, Fang Qingyuan was a little irritable. His temper had increased recently, and he obviously felt that he was more impatient than before.

Just thinking about the eighth level that he will reach in half a year, Fang Qingyuan feels a little helpless. Sometimes, rapid improvement in cultivation in a very short period of time is not a good thing. The most normal promotion should be in terms of character and cultivation. The joint improvement in combat effectiveness, otherwise only the cultivation level will be increased, and the other aspects will not keep up, which will easily lead to obsession.

"Sect Master, Uncle Ying has arrived, should we go?"

I really want to see the moment when the old lion returns. I think the human reaction at that time must be particularly worth appreciating.

Fang Qingyuan's life essence has been greatly improved from the inside out. He only showed a little bad temper, which was already due to his calm temperament before.

The old lion looked up and found that the one-armed Yuanying had completely disappeared. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and then he opened his collection.

As long as a wild ancient beast lives long enough, its cultivation will continue to improve, and there will be no need to encounter catastrophes. This is the love of this world, but it is also the main reason why the ancient beast that transforms into gods has no wisdom.

If he could calm down and adapt for a few years when he was at the sixth level of the Golden Core, Fang Qingyuan's character would not change. But before he had stayed at the sixth level for half a year, he crossed the barrier from the sixth to the seventh level and arrived in one fell swoop. In this world, ninety-nine percent of people will never reach a state in their lifetime. It is inevitable that they will become inflated.

But time waits for nothing, and if you miss this time, you will have to work hard to plan, and it will delay the opening up war twenty years later. Therefore, Fang Qingyuan just let this little change in his character go.

In a small bag, there were eight crystals of the soul that were like glass balls. In each crystal, there was a human Nascent Soul monk sleeping with his eyes closed.

As the spiritual crystal shattered, the human monk's soul slowly awakened, and then the old lion gave him a rare smile:
"Welcome to my world."

But humans are not born to be good at everything. The reason why they thrive is education and inheritance, and education is a powerful tool to shape human outlook. Maybe I can educate these ancient beasts into what I want. "

This is mainly caused by the rapid improvement of cultivation. Human instinct will fall into expansion when one becomes stronger. The most obvious example is that whenever one wears new clothes, there will be a moment of self-expansion.

Gu Changfeng came up behind Fang Qingyuan and bowed in salute. For some reason, he felt that the current sect leader was very oppressive.

When this change first appeared, Fang Qingyuan himself became nervous. He thought he was infected by the demonic energy here, which caused him to become possessed by demons. However, after Fang Qingyuan carefully examined himself, he discovered that this was just a normal phenomenon. , has nothing to do with this demonic energy.

"I think that these ancient beasts that have transformed into gods lack a sense of their own identity. They do not have the concept of 'I'. What they do is still based on instinct. Even though they are ancient beasts that have transformed into gods. , but it is just a more powerful beast and poses no threat to humans at all.

Holding a trace of regret, the one-armed Nascent Soul's body was like soap bubbles under the sun, silently melting into this pure white spiritual world.

But fortunately, Fang Qingyuan knew about his problem. In this regard, he did not choose to take the heart-clearing elixir to suppress it, but chose to let this situation go and let it slowly return to normal over time.

Seeing the monk souls of these human Nascent Souls, the old lion hesitated for a moment, and finally picked out the only female cultivator among all humans and threw her on the ground in front of her.

The breeze blew, blowing a strand of Fang Qingyuan's hair. He glanced at the clouds in the distance. They were dark, as if a storm on the seaside was about to blow into the land.

"Let's go, let's meet this foreigner sitting outside the sea for a while."

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On a deserted island, Uncle Ying turned his back to his two brothers and looked at the black clouds rolling in the distance.

As the boss of the Ying family, the moment he learned that Fang Qingyuan secretly contacted him, he knew that his opportunity had come.

After going through life and death for the Dan Alliance, I originally wanted to find a stable place to stay, but after fighting for so long, I was about to enjoy the fruits of victory, but my buttocks were not even hot, so I was forced to go to the open sea to fight monsters.

Damn it, if the Baishan Civil War had not been fought, I would have been fighting the sea breeze in the open sea. After the Baishan Civil War was fought, I would have been fighting the sea breeze in the open sea. Wasn’t this fucking Baishan Civil War in vain? He worked hard for the Dan Alliance, but in the end he ended up going around and back to the sea. How could Yingbo accept this? He didn't even want his original name, changed his appearance, and deviated from his ancestral precepts, just for the sake of a Baishan man. Is it identity? Now that the Dan Alliance is at a disadvantage in fighting, and seeing that his home base is about to be taken back, he is at a loss. How dare I love that all these years of work have been in vain?

The expected prosperity, wealth, and status as a respectable person in Baishan all came to nothing in the blink of an eye. In the end, he was still a bad guy from the sea, living a life of monkey king circling a big island. He didn't like it at all.

I have shed blood for the Dan Alliance, and I have fought for the Dan Alliance. The Dan Alliance belongs to your old Han family, but it also belongs to the majority of Dan Alliance disciples. Of course, he is mine.

"Hmph, my former friend wrote to me, saying that there was also a demonic disaster there, and they also mobilized inland monks to support them. However, one sect only sent out one-third, or even only one-fifth of the monks. It's not like us. It can be said that Baishan is full of people, leaving only a few old and weak people to guard the house. Why the hell? "

The fourth brother Yingji was indignant. If not for the strong pressure from Dazhou Academy, all three brothers would not have come here. In fact, he did not resist fighting monsters. The civil war in Baishan can be fought, and monsters can also be fought, but at least it must be fair. Well, it can’t be that the lives of Baishan people are not lives?
If the Baishan people have no status in the eyes of the Dazhou Academy, then why not continue to work as a casual cultivator outside the country if he has planned the status of the Baishan people. Anyway, in the eyes of the Dazhou Academy, they are all low-level people. They are not bad at all. At least they are free. some.

"People can stand up and speak when they become gods. How about Baishan? You can't stand up for yourself, and you still expect others to look up to you. It's too much to think about."

The second oldest Yingzhong sneered. Back then, he also had great expectations for his identity as a Baishan person. But the more expectations he had, the greater the disappointment. Baishan people looked glamorous, but in fact their lives were better than those from Waihai. a little.

And now it seems that this point also has a lot of water.

Without the protection of the cultivators in the outer sea, their safety is not guaranteed. The four of them have a lot of criminal records, and they are not welcomed by these large forces. Moreover, when they have reached the middle and late stages of Jindan practice, it is difficult to obtain some resources, so they thought of being one of them. Being a Baishan person can be regarded as a way out for the rest of his life. At least he can leave some inheritance, so that his life in this world will not be in vain.

But now that the trouble has reached this point, he can't leave even if he doesn't want to, and he is full of resentment if he doesn't leave. If this continues, Yingzhong feels that he will become a demon.

"Okay, you all choose your own path. Back then, the four of us swore that we would never be foreigners or look back. Even if we die, we will die in Baishan."

Uncle Ying turned around and comforted Yingzhong Yingji. After hearing this, Yingji muttered in a low voice:
"Actually, I would rather die in Qiyun. I heard that there are high-level exercises everywhere, and people can observe and practice them. The puppets walking on the road do not need to be controlled by monks. No items are picked up on the road. Houses are not closed at night. The Yuanying monks perform magic once a year. Yes, every ten years, the monks who transform themselves into gods will give performances and explain their own spiritual path. As long as you have talent, you will never be buried..."

"it's the same!"

Yingbo interrupted Yingji's thoughts and reiterated, "It's all the same!"

Yingji was dissatisfied. He had never been to Qiyun in his life. How could he hear bad words about Qiyun? He was just about to say something about his ideals when he saw Yingzhong's face changed slightly and made a silent gesture to him.

Someone is coming, and it's strong.

"They are indeed the same. Under the bright appearance, there is darkness hidden, and you can eat people without spitting out bones. Brother Yingji, if you are willing, I can guarantee that I will take you to visit Qiyun Mountain."

As soon as they finished speaking, the three Yingbo brothers saw Fang Qingyuan appear from a five-color escaping light. Although he was alone, his momentum was overwhelming, and he took the initiative as soon as he came up.

You must know that the three of them are strong men who fought out from the sea of ​​​​blood in the corpse mountain, but in front of Fang Qingyuan now, they actually felt a little suffocated. The pressure of the golden elixir gathered by the three of them was pushed back to a distance of three feet in front of them. .

Fang Qingyuan, whose cultivation level has greatly increased, is now showing his sharpness. He has no intention to hide his cultivation level, and he does not want to play the game of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. In the current area of ​​​​the West Sea, there is no one worthy of his stoop.

"I have met Sect Master Fang. I wonder why Sect Master Fang invited the three of my brothers here?"

Uncle Ying was neither humble nor arrogant. Fang Qingyuan smiled casually:
"You and I know it well, so let me tell you the truth. This old guy, Mr. Han Yan, is very stubborn and refuses to let go of the pills in the pill alliance. It seems that he wants to take them to the coffin, and I am very interested in these prescriptions.”

Yingbo's expression changed and he started to perform:

"Sect Leader Fang, I am a member of the Dan Alliance. The Dan Alliance has accepted us. Our loyalty to the Dan Alliance is evident. I will not betray the Dan Alliance."

Fang Qingyuan laughed, walked up to Uncle Ying, and brazenly invaded Uncle Ying's Qi defense circle.

"Did I ask you to betray Danmeng? It's ridiculous. This big ship of Danmeng is leaking. You can obviously save it, but you have to watch it sink. These pills are just the planks to mend the ship. If you don't stand up, that's Regarding the crime against the Dan League, I remember that you led a group of disciples to repel the Lingmu March eighteen times during the Dan League’s defense war. What was Mr. Han Yan doing at that time?”

"You don't think about yourself, but you also think about your two brothers, and the younger generation of monks in the Dan Alliance who trust you and regard you as their master and father. They grew up on Danqing Mountain, and you can't bear to see them being killed. Are you forced to move out of the home where you grew up?”

Uncle Ying was silent, and Yingzhong and Yingji never spoke. In front of outsiders, the three of them always advanced and retreated together.

"What do you want these elixirs for? Can you guarantee that after you get these elixirs, you won't sell them in Baishan?"

What Uncle Ying meant was to give up all the markets except Baishan to Fang Qingyuan. They only wanted the private land in Baishan, but Fang Qingyuan didn't want to agree.

In his plan, he would travel in the next twenty years, and the Qingyuan Sect's economic level would definitely come to a standstill after he left. Without the export of goods from the Immortal Mansion, how could the Qingyuan Sect make money.

Therefore, Fang Qingyuan wants to steal some of Danmeng's business and become a new source of income for Qingyuan Sect. Instead of selling in Baishan, he needs to open up external markets. If he wants to make money, it can't be so easy without a hundred years of experience.

"You have no room for bargaining. Do you know how to make elixirs? Do you know how many openings there are in the elixir furnace? Do you know how many times it takes to refine a furnace of elixirs? You don't understand business, and you are only suitable for killing. If the Dan League's finances are still in the hands of Mr. Han Yan, what is the basis for my cooperation with you? What I need is not a Dan League warrior, what I need is the Dan League's only talker. If you can't be a talker, just do it. There is no basis for talking to me.”

After hearing this, Uncle Ying's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and his eyes became fierce.

(End of this chapter)