Shangyuque

Chapter 146: The seven thousand miles of the West Sea is more than enough for the divine light, but how many immortals are there in the Red Lantern? (1.02W)

The loss of two votes is actually not a big deal. Even if these two votes determine the success or failure of the Mangxiang Golden Pill proposal, it is not a big deal.

What really made those immortals change color was the voting result, combined with the fact that Mang Xiang had two Purple Mansion disciples and what Mang Xiang said when he entered the group of immortals.
It turned out that some things seemed completely different from what they expected.

That is, there is a possibility - the bastard Mangxiang had no intention of obtaining the Golden Elixir through the approval of the Qunxiantai from the very beginning, and Hongdengzhao was doing his best to harvest just to prepare for war.

Without such precise control for two votes, he would have just faced off against Mangxiang's two disciples. Even the previous failures against Mangxiang might have been intentional!

Everyone, no, it should not be everyone. Mangxiang’s allies should not have been fooled by him. They may have known what Mangxiang was going to do from the beginning.

Perhaps, Hongdengzhao will be the first major group to prepare for the civil war in the Immortal Alliance.
Thinking of this, how could the immortals not be shocked and angry?

However, the Immortals have reached the pinnacle in terms of control over facial expressions, and the projection of the Dao and the Immortal's true body are not the same thing.

Therefore, even top-level cultivators such as Qingrui, Tianshe, and General Baixu did not know that Zhuzhao, who had just been illuminated by the red light, was actually frightened by the outcome of the Golden Elixir discussion.

However, it was still the Heavenly Snake who first broke the silence. The controller of the Heavenly Snake Sect shrank his body back and wrapped it around a large pillar in the Platform of Immortals, and spoke without fear.

"Mang Xiang, you are indeed good at calculating, you calculated all of us.

The Immortal Alliance has been together for so many years, it’s time to have a good fight, let’s start the war!
Weapon Spirit, let's discuss the matter of starting a war - remove the restrictions on the Golden Core and Purple Palace to attack!"

The Immortal Alliance is a big stage, come if you have the courage.

The strength of the Immortal Alliance does not come from the Immortal Alliance itself, but from the strength of the great monks who make up the Immortal Alliance.

In Tianshe's view, just fight, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Mang Xiang is very good at scheming and has deceived everyone over the years, but there is no coward among the great monks who can sit on the platform of the immortals.

You are fierce and reckless, but I am stronger than you, Tianshe. Let’s fight!
The words of the Heavenly Snake were too terrifying. The leader of the Heavenly Snake Sect seemed unable to wait to reap the benefits of the chaos. Naturally, the other Immortal Lords would not agree.

The first to speak was Shen Guang. He looked at Mang Xiang and said loudly.

"You think you don't have enough votes? You're wrong.

There are so many True Immortals and Purple Mansions occupying vacancies. Chi Ming has been dead for so many years, but Zhu Zhao is still pretending to be Chi Ming to occupy a position.

What does it count? A vote by the ghost soldiers?
If you do this, your votes will never be counted!

The Immortal Alliance has become like this, it is indeed time for a reform, and I also support the fight!

It's not a bad thing to beat it and squeeze out the moisture. "

The divine light attacked Chi Ming and also attacked Zhu Zhao. Zhu Zhao was naturally unwilling, but he controlled Chi Ming's projection of the avenue and said angrily.

"It's not your turn to talk about reforms. How can a latecomer like you be qualified to give instructions?"

The great monks on the platform of the immortals quarrel every day. Anyway, it’s fun to control the projection of the avenue and it doesn’t affect the great monks’ energy.

But the situation today is so intense that it is rare in many years. Many people are clamoring to start a civil war within the Immortal Alliance.

Under such circumstances, the long-dormant projections of the Immortal Lords, who only had a little energy left on the Group of Immortals Platform, woke up one after another and began to inquire about the situation.

The stage of immortals suddenly became lively.

The latecomer Jindan, this sentence stimulated General Baixu, and he spoke frankly.

"Zhu Zhao, stop pretending, everyone knows about Chi Ming's death.

You old guys are just occupying positions and using the laws of the Immortal Alliance to suppress us.

After so many years of pressure, we have had enough.

Hit! Hit now!

I have already issued a decree that the Fulong Temple will join hands with the Tianshe Sect and Fellow Daoist Shen Guang to swallow up your red lantern first!"

An unbreakable immortal alliance?
It does not exist. They are simply gathered together because of consensus. However, if this consensus is exploited and trampled upon by others, those great monks who have suffered losses will inevitably be dissatisfied.

Of course, they won't show it directly.

After all, the leaders of the Immortal Alliance are all top-level cultivators, and any one of them is a ruthless person or genius who has fought his way up through countless hardships and obstacles step by step.

Expressing opposing opinions rashly may become a thorn in the eyes of some people.

However, absolute fairness cannot exist in any organization. Dissatisfaction will slowly accumulate. When the accumulated amount is large enough, the node of qualitative change will come.

People like Tianshe, Shenguang, and General Baixu want to start a fight directly, and their identities are more like those of the reformists, but their positions are also different. At least Tianshe's position and treatment in the Immortal Alliance system are very high.

Its opinion is that its status was obtained through strength, and it is a bit too much for Zhuzhao to play role-playing games under the projection of Chi Ming's Avenue every day - these people are stealing the interests of the Heavenly Snake.

The old-fashioned forces in the Immortal Alliance have a lot of voting rights in their hands, and these voting rights are the rights to distribute benefits. But are the real people and purple mansions who represent the voting rights still alive?
Zhuzhao said Chi Ming was still alive, but others didn't acknowledge it, and that was the problem.

Some people support fighting, and naturally some people support not fighting. Yuehua, who had been lying on the top of the Qunxiantai, finally came down in the chaos. She stood in the center of the Qunxiantai and said.

"My fellow Taoists, I don't know anything about Mang Xiang's plan."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Immortal Platform quickly fell silent, not only because Yuehua's words had deep meaning - the Immortals realized that Mangxiang had not spoken yet.

"Yeah, Mangxiang, what do you want to do? Are you trying to trick us?"

The Lotus Immortal also expressed his opinion on Mangxiang with a little dissatisfaction.

Manipulating the Immortal Platform and threatening to start a civil war in the Immortal Alliance, Mang Xiang's behavior today has already crossed the line.

Of course, no one is willing to deal with him. From Shen Guang to Tian She to General Bai Xu, they are all just expressing their stance, and they are still a long way from actually taking action.

The turnaround of Yuehua and Lianpeng was a result of the pressure from Mangxiang's allies on Mangxiang. This behavior made those great monks who did not want to see Mangxiang achieve the Golden Core even more confused.

what happened?

Everyone looked at Mangxiang.

The Immortal Alliance is one of the top forces in the world, and there is no stronger force above it.

In the Immortal Alliance, there are more than 120 Immortal Lords and more than 2,000 Purple Mansions.

The great monks who permanently reside in the Qunxiantai are all Immortal Lords. At this moment, more than 140 Immortal Lords (some of whom are similar to Chi Ming) looked at Mang Xiang, the Purple Mansion, but they did not feel any pressure in their hearts.

"Vote again."

Mang Xiang spoke calmly, without any explanation, just asking people to continue voting.

He is not afraid!
Strength is the greatest confidence.

When the Golden Core cannot be easily deployed, the cost of dealing with a small group like the Mangxiang lineage is so great that the Mangxiang dares to spit in the face of the Sky Snake.

"Yes, throw it again. Maybe two people didn't receive the message from the cave just now."

Qing Rui spoke up to smooth things over.

In a strange atmosphere, another round of voting began.

During the entire process, hundreds of immortals left their consciousness on the Immortal Platform, constantly colluding with their allies in secret to prepare for a possible civil war.

Mang Xiang came with the intention of starting a civil war if he failed to achieve the golden elixir. However, the reformists represented by great monks such as Tian She accepted the proposal of civil war without hesitation.

Threat?

Sorry, we want to fight too!

Although Yuehua, an ally of Mangxiang, said that she was also ambushed by Mangxiang, the great cultivator who could step by step reach the platform of the immortals would not believe even a single cent of such words.

No matter how today ends, it is always a good idea to prepare for a civil war in the Immortal Alliance.

It’s still the same principle. If my neighbor stores grain, I store guns. My neighbor is my granary.

No great monk wants his power to become a granary or a soft persimmon in a civil war, and no great monk is willing to accept failure easily.

Well, preparation is a must - what if?
Faced with those questions and accusations, Mang Xiang did not explain much, but just dealt with it silently. He needed to see the results of the new round of voting before making a decision.

"The fifth discussion of the Wild Elephant Golden Elixir, one thousand eight hundred and seventy-one to one thousand eight hundred and fifty, no!"

Tianshe looked at the weapon spirit in disbelief. Why were more and more people opposing Mangxiang?

"Haha, let's go, Mangxiang. I expect you to initiate a fight."

Shen Guang left a mocking remark and disappeared in the group of immortals. The other immortals continued to ask about Mang Xiang's plan.

You can't really start a war, can you?

"The problem is not with me, but with those who oppose me. I even think that the Immortal Alliance's rule that the Purple Mansion needs the approval of the Immortal Platform before it can achieve the Golden Core should be changed.

I am in Wunan, a big family, and I can't run away. But if there is a brilliant Zifu who wants to achieve the Golden Elixir in the future, and you still stop him, it will be a way to cause chaos."

After leaving a few words, Mang Xiang left and never mentioned the civil war again.

When he came, he expressed his intention to fight if he couldn't succeed. If he could pass the vote, his reputation would immediately rise to a new level.

Now it has not been passed twice.
If you mention it again, it will not be a threat but a joke.

"What do you think he will do next?" Yuehua asked Qingrui, who was also a female cultivator.

The worry of civil war had been eased, and Immortal Qingrui felt a little relieved. She smiled and asked back.

"If someone stops you and tells you to follow the rules and not to attain the Golden Elixir without permission, what will you do?"

Yuehua nodded in understanding, then lay back down on the top of the Qunxiantai and continued to fish.

Immortal Venerable Qingrui couldn't figure out what was going on with the two missing votes.

It should not be the two disciples of Mangxiang or himself who are causing trouble. The difference between the two votes lies in the fact that ten votes jumped left and right.

Who could it be? ——

Wang Yulou, who didn't know yet that he had escaped a catastrophe, was now carefully refining the elixir under the guidance of Wang Rongwen.

He had never refined elixirs before, but now his cultivation had reached the point where he was waiting to build his foundation. Refining elixirs was similar to refining weapons, and it could also help him hone his cultivation and reach the peak of the tenth level of Qi training as soon as possible.

On the other hand, refining weapons every day is boring. It is also a good idea to refine pills while refining weapons. After all, Wang Yulou's level of fire method is profound.

When Patriarch Xian Zhou invited Wang Yulou to learn alchemy, he refused, simply because his cultivation was still low at the time and improving his cultivation was the top priority.

"Another furnace exploded. Uncle Rong Wen, I didn't follow the recipe at the beginning but only followed the medicinal properties. Was I too arrogant?"

Seeing the black smoke coming out of the alchemy furnace that Wang Rongwen lent her, Yulou asked helplessly.

“Hahaha, you are also a master of refining, so you must understand the principle. Prescriptions and the like are only prepared for mediocre people.

This is the method that Uncle Xian Zhou used when he taught me to make elixirs. I am far worse than you, but didn’t I succeed too?
According to Uncle Xian Zhou, elixir recipes are bullshit. Many of them have been deliberately left with flaws. It is better to believe that a donkey can climb a tree than to believe in elixir recipes.

Moreover, those elixirs with relatively high value are often related to the rarity of the materials used, and too many materials are difficult to find.

Therefore, a master alchemist must give up the elixir recipe in order to find substitutes based on the medicinal properties of the ingredients.

The elixir formula is the surface, while the medicinal properties are the real thing. Harmonizing the medicinal properties is similar to harmonizing the different endowments, types, and spiritualities of spiritual materials. It is the only way to become a true master of alchemy.

Since you have a high level of weapon refining, you can naturally learn alchemy easily. It is just a little more difficult at the beginning. After the initial difficulty, this method of practice will be much faster than ordinary methods in the middle and late stages."

This is the mystery of the family tradition. The Wang family practiced the Wood Method. The highest level of alchemy is the Wood Method, which can also be compatible with the wood nature of those spiritual herbs and medicines.

Through the wood method of refining pills, Wang's Qi training stage alchemists can easily make a profit in the process of refining foundation-building pills.

Although Wang Yulou was unable to inherit the Wang family's wood-method alchemy technique due to his lack of wood spiritual roots, it did not affect his practice of the family's secret alchemy skills.

The mere fact of determining the recipe for an elixir based solely on the properties of the medicine is the 'true secret' that many alchemists cannot reach in their entire lives.

With this method, Wang Xianzhou can customize the elixir for Wang Yulou according to Wang Yulou's birthday, age, cultivation level, practice rhythm and most basic spiritual roots.

The efficacy and medicinal power of this kind of elixir were completely designed around Wang Yulou. With their help, Wang Yulou was able to achieve the terrifying speed of practicing Qi from the first level to the sixth level in just a few years.

Of course, the cost is also terrifying. The marginal effect of the elixir's medicinal power is too huge. Ordinary cultivators dare not even think about this kind of practice.

Just when Yulou was about to throw another minimum amount of medicinal materials into the alchemy furnace and continue to refine a few Qi-transforming pills to get a feel for it, he stopped what he was doing and looked at Wang Rongwen.

"It's fast, but we'll stop here today. Uncle Rong Wen, Senior Feng is here to visit, and Yu Lou needs to go and greet him."

After Wang Yulou left, Wang Rongwen shook his head with a sigh.

This was Wang’s Qilin son, whose spiritual awareness was much stronger than that of him who was at the peak of Qi training.

He did not have any jealous thoughts in his heart, but was just worried about his eldest son Wang Yu'an who was far away in the world.

When the great monk gets angry, it is common for smoke to rise thousands of miles away.

There was only a slight disturbance on the Platform of Immortals, and the fate of Monk Wu Nan was on the verge of death.

Wang Rongwen could not imagine that, unknown to him, Wang Yu'an was almost pushed by the great monk to engage in battle with the Wang family.
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In the front yard of the mansion, Wang Yulou pointed at the large pit where the spiritual scenery had not yet been set up and said with a smile.

"This place is a bit unbearable. Please forgive me, Senior Feng."

With a stern face, Feng Jianxian looked dissatisfied.

“Your yard hasn’t been repaired yet. It will be beautiful once it is repaired.

Also, I've said it several times, just call me Feng Jianxian, it sounds more comfortable, calling me Senior Feng makes our relationship seem distant."

The answer to why Wang Yulou is so popular lies in the details.

His thoughtful treatment of fellow Taoists like Lin Ying and Zhou Yingxi was nothing. In his interactions with Feng Jianxian alone, Wang Yulou would always call him "Senior Feng" every time they met.

Then Feng Jianxian reminded Wang Yulou that it seemed troublesome for him to call Feng Jianxian again, and Feng Jianxian also found it troublesome to deal with it, but this trouble did not mean that Wang Yulou was wrong. On the contrary, Feng Jianxian thought more highly of him because of him.

This is also a form of cultivation.

In the world of immortal cultivation where intrigues abound, if you cannot unite with your fellow Taoists and make yourself hated by gods and ghosts, how can you reach the other side of the sea of suffering?
After each meeting, the two of them would walk towards the main hall, laughing and talking.

On the other side, Mi Chuyun, the concubine given by Zhou Yingxi to Wang Yulou, received Wang Yulou's instructions and was silently calculating the time in her heart.

Mi Chuyun and the other two were accepted into the Wang's West Sea Branch, a small force that only existed in the plan. Because the construction of the Wang's West Sea Branch had not been completed yet, they temporarily followed Wang Yulou as followers.

Just before Wang Yulou, the Yingfeng Sword Immortal, entered the mansion, he specifically sent a message to Mi Chuyun, asking him to count to a hundred silently in his mind, and then asked Zhou Yingxi to go to the main hall to find him.

Mi Chuyun was still a teenage girl. She couldn't understand the meaning of Wang Yulou's arrangement, so she stood stupidly at the door of Zhou Yingxi's meditation room and started counting.

Fellow Daoist Yingxi is not a fake Qilin like Yuan Wu. She is also Zhou's Qilin daughter. Of course, she could sense that Mi Chuyun at the door was worried, so she called him into the quiet room.

"Xiao Mi, come in."

When Mi Chuyun heard Zhou Yingxi's call, he secretly thought to himself that something was wrong. He seemed to have done something stupid and messed up what Senior Yulou had asked him to do.

After all, she was a girl from a vassal family of the Zhou family, so she naturally did not dare to hide anything when faced with Zhou Yingxi's questions.

Seeing that Miss Zhou listened to what she said and sat there without saying a word, Mi Chuyun became even more afraid. She guessed that she might end up being unpopular with everyone because of her stupidity this time.

Other couples quarrel during the day and make up at the end of the bed, but she is caught in a difficult situation. Thinking of this, tears welled up in the little girl's eyes.

In fact, Zhou Yingxi didn't reply to her only because she thought of Wang Yulou.

Mi Chuyun is from a vassal family of Zhou's. Therefore, since she is from Zhou's family, not Wang Yulou's, she is naturally closer to him.

In this situation, Wang Yulou still handed the task of designing his own appearance time over to Mi Chuyun. Perhaps, this was meant to convey some kind of request to him.

What he wants is a life where he carefully plans every possible step and works hard wherever he can.
So, he wants me to follow in his footsteps?
Zhou Yingxi couldn't figure it out. She knew that she might have guessed the answer, but she wasn't too sure.

It depends on the future whether he will continue to convey this message.

If the guess is correct, then one can further infer that this Taoist partner respects her so much that he does not say many things that may hurt her feelings.

Zhou Yingxi felt a little numb.

It is really difficult to be a Taoist partner with a genius male cultivator like Wang Yulou, especially one whose emotional foundation is not solid and whose relationship is not pure.
Zhou Yingxi, who was in a bad mood, comforted Mi Chuyun with a few words and then took her to the main hall of the mansion.

What can she do? Wang Yulou is very capable, and Zhou Yingxi has to continue playing the role no matter how hard she tries. She cannot be left too far behind.

Otherwise, you will completely lose the initiative in the relationship between Taoist partners.

Her biological father, Mu Chunze, from the perspective of a senior foundation-building expert, evaluated the master-disciple relationship between Zhou Fujiao and Mang Xiang, pointing out that it would be full of game-playing.

The world of cultivating immortals has always been full of intrigue and deception. Those who are slightly dumber won't even know how they died.

Zhou Yingxi doesn't want to die. She wants to live on and support the Zhou family's burden in the future.

So, no matter how difficult it is, we have to keep going.

After all, Wang Yulou is her Taoist partner. From this point of view, as much as Wang Yulou values the Taoist partner relationship between himself and fellow Taoist Yingxi, Zhou Yingxi does the same.

Even though they have major conflicts of interest involving the future opportunities of Purple Mansion, there is still a basis for an alliance.
——"Feng Jianxian, when we went to Mingyueye that day, I heard the black dragon horse say that it had a brother who was a big demon.

I just need a big monster mount. If it can pull the big monster to the fairy city and use it for me, Yulou will give it to you as a token of gratitude."

Wang Yulou set his sights on the brother of Black Dragon Horse.

As a mount, the Black Dragon Horse is a pretty good mount among the big monsters.

The horse may sound weak in combat power, but that is an ordinary horse. Starting from the level of great demon, the gap between demon beasts and cultivators will be narrowed.

With the same level of cultivation, if ten monsters at the peak of the lesser demon realm fight against ten cultivators at the peak of the Qi training realm, the ten cultivators at the peak of the Qi training realm will most likely win.

But if ten big demon-level monsters fight against ten foundation-building people, the big demons will probably win, because big demons can practice all methods from spells to magical powers and even refining equipment and elixirs.

Monsters don't use magic weapons, but big monsters can use spiritual weapons. After a powerful monster becomes a monster general, if he has connections, he can directly join the Immortal Alliance system and become an elder in the sect. The Sky Snake Sect even accepted a mountain-climbing dragon a few years ago.

In this case, big monsters like the Black Dragon Horse, which have powerful bodies and many other means to assist them, are not much different in strength from foundation-building cultivators.

Therefore, even though it is a horse, the Black Dragon Horse is not weak, or rather, most of the big monsters are not weak.

But there are definitely weak ones, such as the great demon Xing Jin, whose foundation and demon body are not very good, similar to Wu Jinyan in the Immortal Cultivator.

"Wang Yulou, where did you say you were going?"

Zhou Yingxi walked in with an unhappy look on her face, and as soon as she entered the door, she said something to Wang Yulou.

I don’t know if it was because Wang Yulou went to Mingyue Ye, or because Wang Yulou’s level was too high and forced her to play high-end games and she was resentful.

Of course, she was still against Wang Yulou, but her attitude was much better towards the Wind Sword Immortal, who had a very good reputation and background and was even a senior foundation-building master.

“Senior Feng, when we got married that day, you actually gave me an eighth-grade purple wolfberry tree, which is really precious.

Yulou didn't understand the situation and didn't prepare a thank-you gift for you. Yingxi heard that the senior had a special liking for the robes, so she prepared this piece of Qianlihong for you to express our gratitude."

As Zhou Yingxi spoke, she took out a roll of red cloth that glowed with spiritual light from her storage bag and placed it in front of Feng Jianxian.

The eighth-grade purple wolfberry tree is the best of the good. It is not a spiritual object, but it has a very high output. As long as there is enough spiritual inspiration and energy, you can get more than a dozen eighth-grade purple wolfberries every few years.

In comparison, although the specialty of Hongdengzhao, the Cnidium monnieri, is also precious, it is ultimately inferior to the purple wolfberry.

It’s not that Zhou Yingxi was stingy, it’s that she didn’t have enough time to prepare. This piece of red hibiscus was given to her by her best friend in the past, and it was now taken out as a return gift at the last minute.

Feng Jianxian smiled and glanced at Wang Yulou, his meaning was self-evident.

Yulou, now that you have married such a powerful Taoist partner, you have hope for the future.

However, Feng Jianxian was also a man who knew how to present himself. He stretched out his hand and touched the rolled-up piece of Crimson Twig.

"Wow~"

The red Qianlihong brush was unfolded and floated in the air. It looked to be about 12 feet long and 8 feet wide, which was more than enough to make two robes.

"The red lanterns illuminate the vast expanse of red, and the finest candle cotton is dyed with vermilion bloodstone powder.

It is said to be a thousand-mile-long cotton thread, connected from beginning to end, woven into a piece of red cloth.

Good stuff, little friend Yingxi is thoughtful, hahaha."

Faced with such a generous gift from Zhou Yingxi, Feng Jianxian was of a very respectable character, so naturally there was no way he would refuse Wang Yulou's request, and he repeatedly promised to do his best.

However, when the couple saw Feng Jianxian off to the door and left, Daoist Fellow Yingxi, who was holding Wang Yulou's arm, suddenly said.

“Senior Feng is a well-known senior in Xiancheng. Yingxi has only been in Xiancheng for a short time and has heard of the senior’s name from many fellow Taoists.

After meeting him today, I felt that the senior is indeed as his name suggests. He has the extraordinary bearing of a sword immortal. He is a highly respected senior who deserves our admiration.

But you must not be led astray by Wang Yulou.

That moonlit night is not a good place. My husband is young and does not understand these places, which will damage your reputation. Yingxi is here to apologize to you on his behalf."

Faced with Zhou Yingxi's words that pierced his lungs, even though Feng Jianxian was powerful and had profound cultivation, he just waved his whip, rode away on his black dragon horse, and didn't even dare to look back.

My friend Yulou, this girl from the Zhou family is pretty, but I don’t envy you at all. Guess why?
"Xiao Xi, you misunderstood. It wasn't me who took Senior Feng there. It was..."

Wang Yulou wanted to explain.

"Should you go then? Moonlit Night, the name is elegant, but don't tell me you don't know what it is about."

Zhou Yingxi asked back.

Wang Yulou immediately admitted his mistake.

“We shouldn’t have gone. Even though we only drank two pots of Liuhua wine that day, we still shouldn’t have gone.

Madam, I have an idea. Senior Sister Lin’s family has opened spiritual food restaurants in several markets around the Dripping Cave, and they are very skilled in making spiritual food.

Bring two of their spiritual food chefs to Xiancheng, and select two high-level chefs from the various Wang family’s Zhiweifangs in various places to build a high-end restaurant in the nearby city.

So, from now on, those who are close to you can come to my house, and those who are a little distant can also have a place to gather. What do you think, my lady?"

Zhou Yingxi once again confirmed that he was playing a high-end game.

If he expressed his dissatisfaction with Wang Yulou's mention of Lin Ying at this time, he would fall into a moral dilemma.

If you don't mention it, it means you are magnanimous and know the big picture, and you will have to swallow your anger.

But Wang Yulou admitted his mistake right away and offered a solution. If I had just expressed my dissatisfaction, I would have fallen into the same predicament as you.

This is really not easy to force people.
Faced with Wang Yulou's response, Zhou Yingxi stared at him for a long time, unable to figure out how to respond in a decent and decent manner.

However, their 'affectionate gaze' which was full of mystery was just an affectionate gaze to outsiders.

Just when Wang Yulou felt that he was bullying Fellow Daoist Yingxi and being impolite, Wang Rongchuan came over and saved Fellow Daoist Yingxi from his brain crash.

"Jade Tower."

Wang Rongchuan arrived at the gate of Yuque Mansion looking exhausted, but saw Wang Yulou standing at the door. He greeted him, but then was at a loss as to how to address Zhou Yingxi.

The Wang family's generational inheritance is very interesting. One hundred years per generation is meant to serve the long lifespan of immortal cultivators and the expansion of the immortal cultivator family.

But the problem is that father and son, uncle and nephew are sometimes of the same generation. In this case, people in the small family address each other according to their relationships within the family, while distant relatives outside the small family are addressed according to their seniority.

Under such rules, Wang Rongchuan, as Wang Yulou's elder, although his cultivation is lower than Wang Yulou's, it is appropriate for him to call him Yulou.

But Zhou Yingxi is different. She is the noble daughter of Master Fujiao and her cultivation level is also at the tenth level of Qi training. How should Wang Rongchuan call her?
This is not a small problem. Wang Rongchuan was cautious because he was afraid that he might shout inappropriately and make things difficult for Wang Yulou.

"Uncle Rongchuan, please go in and have some tea first. We can talk slowly."

Zhou Yingxi took the initiative to speak, seemingly to help Wang Rongchuan out by naming him, but in fact, she was saving herself from the embarrassment of not being able to handle Wang Yulou's big move.

Not long after, Wang Rongchuan took the spiritual tea at Zhou Yingxi's hospitality and drank it, and then reported the results of his investigation.

“Yulou, it’s pretty much as you expected. The so-called 30,000 cultivators in the West Sea is old news that has been passed down for more than 200 years.

There is no specific statistics on the number of immortal cultivators in the Xihai Immortal City, but there are statistics on the number of immortal cultivators in each of the nine districts in the immortal city and the seven districts in the auxiliary city.

Adding all the numbers together, there are currently more than 57,400 cultivators in the West Sea Immortal City, nearly twice the so-called 30,000.

Taking into account the monks in the fourteen outposts, as well as the monks living between the inner and outer dikes of the West Sea, there should be a hundred thousand monks within the radiation range of the West Sea Immortal City alone. "

Zhou Yingxi was confused by what he heard, but Wang Yulou nodded slightly, motioning Wang Rongchuan to continue.

"As for the industries and shops in the Immortal City, the Shangfang Court has detailed records. I told them your name and Wang's token, and they let me see it.

However, the person who asked me to see him was named Chen Huti. He seemed to want to make friends with you. He said that he had met so many disciples from big families, but this was the first time he saw anyone interested in how many shops there were in the West Sea.

Not to mention these, among the nine districts in Xihai Fairy City, eight districts have shops, totaling 338. There are shops in the seven districts of the adjacent city, totaling 524. They are of different sizes and the types of business they carry are also quite diverse.

I couldn't remember it at the moment, and Chen Huti said that it was the record of the Immortal City after all, so it was inconvenient for me to copy it. I guess he meant that he wanted you to talk to him."

At this point, Wang Rongchuan paused. One cannot report too much at one time, and the listeners also need to think.

Yulou looked at Zhou Yingxi and found that Fellow Daoist Yingxi seemed to be looking at him secretly, so he asked.

"Have you ever heard of Chen Huti?"

"Among the eight local immortals in the West Sea, there is one with the surname Chen, and his honorable name is Qionghai."

"Poor Sea?"

"Exhaust the West Sea to open up new soil. Father mentioned him to Uncle Liang Zhuo some time ago. If I remember correctly, this Master Qionghai should be working in the Immortal Alliance now, and he is not in the West Sea."

Wang Yulou nodded thoughtfully, motioning Uncle Rongchuan to continue.

“But Yulou, the number of this shop is actually wrong, because Zhiweifang in our Xiancheng is not on the list of shops.

Many shops, whether inside or outside the Immortal City, are not in the records of Shangfang Court." Wang Rongchuan said mysteriously.

Wang Yulou raised his eyebrows and asked.

“Do I still have to pay taxes?”

Uncle Rongchuan smiled ambiguously and explained the mystery in a low voice.

“Of course, there are two operations involved here.

The shops in Xiancheng adopt the one-shop-and-multiple-shops approach, that is, one shop pays one tax, but there are multiple real shops under the name of the shop. Our Xiancheng Zhiweifang is a model like this.

Most of the shops in the adjacent city are "stalls" that only pay stall fees once every ten days. They never use the accounts of the Immortal City. The person who collects the bills is the one who pays respect to them. Our Zhiweifang in the adjacent city is such a "stall."

The one who collects the debt worships him

Wang Rongchuan didn't mention who it was, but Yulou naturally knew it, and Zhou Yingxi also knew it.

If you really want to know who you are worshipping, then you don't have to think about cultivating immortality. It would be better to go back to Wangjiashan and raise donkeys.

"Okay, Uncle Rongchuan, the information you gave me is very important. Thank you for your hard work. You can keep this bottle of Huaqi Powder for now. You don't need to keep it for your child."

Wang Yulou accompanied Wang Rongchuan all the way and returned to the mansion, but he continued to practice without any hurry.
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At night, when Wang Yulou was about to continue digging, Fellow Daoist Yingxi couldn't help it.

The bedroom was dark, but Fellow Daoist Yingxi's eyes were big and bright.

And she had cultivated to the tenth level of Wood Method Qi training, so she had some obvious signs of spiritual power.

Specifically, when the lights are turned off, her eyes will glow slightly green in the dim light.

It wasn’t too scary, but Wang Yulou always felt like he was holding a she-wolf, which was very interesting.

"Husband, why did you ask Uncle Rongchuan to investigate those things?"

Wang Yulou was half-sitting on the bed, with a lumbar pillow behind him.

Fellow Daoist Yingxi was lying in his arms, with a few strands of her hair sticking up, just enough to touch Wang Yulou's chin.

Wang Yulou gently ruffled Zhou Yingxi's hair and gave her a head massage while asking in a coaxing tone.

"Did you hear anything?"

Wang Yulou's hands tickled her head, which felt itchy and comfortable.

But Wang Yulou asked the question out of the blue, and Zhou Yingxi didn't react for a moment.

"Ah, the Immortal Alliance's taxes can't be fully collected?"

Yulou smiled. How could all taxes be collected at one time? It was the same everywhere and at all times, including for cultivators.

The great monk asked his subordinates to do work, but he could not deny them enough food.

Not suitable.

“Not only that, the claim of 30,000 cultivators in the West Sea corresponds to the number of cultivators in places like Miaofeng Mountain.

There are about 30,000 cultivators in Miaofeng Mountain, from the disciples of the sect to the independent cultivators in its territories.

But in fact, the number of cultivators in the West Sea is 60,000, or even as many as 100,000. This is equivalent to half a red light.

Since the Immortal Alliance's 7,000-mile West Sea can support 100,000 immortal cultivators and develop eight purple palaces, it is not surprising that the Divine Light Immortal Venerable can achieve enlightenment here."

Zhou Yingxi was surprised by Wang Yulou's special algorithm.

Linking the number of low-level cultivators with the number of high-level cultivators seemed a bit irrelevant, but it also seemed to make a lot of sense. This was the first time she had come across such a concept.

"Although the 7,000-mile West Sea is very narrow, it is long enough. The area is about one-third to one-quarter of the area illuminated by the red light." Zhou Yingxi quickly calculated.

Yulou didn't know whether Fellow Daoist Yingxi was good at math, but he knew that the brains of cultivators were indeed faster than those of mortals, and Zhou Yingxi's calculation was very close.

The territory of the Red Lantern is very vast, more than three or four thousand miles long and wide. The overall area is between 3.5 million square kilometers and 4 million square kilometers. There are small forces on the edge that are constantly fighting with other sects.

The Immortal Alliance's ruling area in the West Sea is seven thousand miles long and five hundred miles wide, corresponding to an area between 800,000 square kilometers and one million square kilometers, and the edges are also very blurred.

Wang Yulou reached out and pulled his wife's body up a little, just in the position where he could kiss her by lowering his head.

He lowered his head and asked while savoring the beauty's lips and teeth.

"The seven thousand miles of the West Sea is more than enough for the divine light, but how many immortals can be illuminated by the red lantern?"

Zhou Yingxi completely lost all her romantic thoughts, and her originally soft body suddenly became stiff.

The seven thousand miles of the West Sea, with divine light and more than enough, can be illuminated by red lights, and there are also.
Is he thinking about these questions every day?

"Okay, let's stop talking about this and go to bed early."

Yulou pulled his wife into bed and was about to do something sexual, but Zhou Yingxi was so seduced by him that she no longer had any thoughts in this regard.

"You asked Uncle Rongchuan to investigate, is this why?"

"What? Hands down, we are already married. Yes, that's it. Don't move me. Let him investigate in order to understand the specific situation of the West Sea. He is familiar with the West Sea."

“Understand what the specific situation is for.”

"Earn spiritual stones. How can we practice without spiritual stones?"

"Have you found a way to earn spirit stones?"

"No, my lady, I just hope you can ask the ancestor for more spirit stones."

"big liar!"

As he spoke, Zhou Yingxi bit Wang Yulou's shoulder, just like a dog.

With that pair of eyes flashing with a faint green light due to the manifestation of spiritual power, she looks more like a she-wolf.

"Hahahaha, we have to wait. We have to wait for someone from the clan to come and help me finish the work of Wang's Xihai Branch before we can start."

"Hasn't it already been recognized by Ancestor Jingyi?"

"You don't understand, human hearts are the hardest to appease.

Even the great monks couldn't stop their men from stealing the taxes of the Immortal Alliance.

How can I, a mere Qi practitioner, really control a force?"

"Can't you manage your own family well?"

Zhou Yingxi felt a little overwhelmed when she thought about the Zhou family, so she was quite curious about Wang Yulou's views on family management.

"It's hard to do it in my own home. I can't even control you."

"Hehe, don't go there on a moonlit night. People with the surname Feng are not serious people!"

Thinking of the story of the Golden Sword Fairy, Zhou Yingxi felt a little uncomfortable - she had been a lady from a wealthy family since she was a child, how could she have thought of the golden sword.

The Golden Sword, is that something a normal person would use?

Ugh, disgusting!

"You don't understand. Feng Jianxian is not bound by means, but has persistence in his heart. He lives the life that I envy."

"Why, do you still want to learn from him? Learn to go to the Moonlight Sect every day to do those dirty things?"

Wang Yulou asked in confusion.

"right now we."

"Shut up!"

(End of this chapter)