Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Jiang Ran suddenly opened his eyes.

The spiritual inspiration of heaven and earth surged within Luoyin Mountain like a tide, trying to drown the source of the inspiration.

This is not a substantial observable form, but just a mysterious sensation.

This is the consequence of taking Daoyun-level elixirs multiple times in a short period of time.

Once the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condenses and the consciousness of Heaven is born, he may fall into a dead end where he replaces Heaven's heart with human heart.

If his soul had not been lingering in his mortal body from beginning to end, locking his spiritual consciousness tightly, he would most likely have been assimilated by the Tao.

However, the effect of the Dao Yun grade elixir was indeed very powerful. It directly repaired the sequelae of his use of the Burning Blood Escape and the use of the Nine Tribulations Qi.

The cracks that appeared where the mortal mind and the spirit merged also recovered and did not separate again.

"For the next period of time, you cannot swallow the elixir again, otherwise the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will inevitably gather in large quantities, and the small heavenly consciousness will most likely erase the variables."

He was thinking in his heart.

The amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered was not enough, so being in an unconscious state like a confused child was beneficial to him.

Once the limit is exceeded and the consciousness of the Way of Heaven takes shape, it will expel or obliterate everything that is unreasonable, just like an inherent procedure.

It is obviously unreasonable for a cultivator to exist in this world where spiritual energy is scarce.

Fortunately, although the body-building pill contains the rhyme of Taoism, Jiang Ran has no intention of comprehending it.

After absorbing part of the Tao rhythm to repair the disharmony in the body, it returns it to heaven and earth as before.

In the world of cultivation, he practiced Qi to build his foundation, formed the Purple Palace, and stepped into the Tribulation Period step by step. As for the so-called sudden enlightenment, he was not as excessively pursued as ordinary cultivators.

He has a clear roadmap in his mind about how to take each step and how to enter the next realm.

It is good to gain enlightenment with the help of Tao rhyme, but in this world, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

Gains and losses are one thing, and he is lucky to be able to gain some benefits. He will not worry about gains and losses like ordinary people.

Shen Qingjun saw that he finally moved, and her beautiful eyes were filled with excitement: "Jiang Ran, are you feeling better?"

It's not that she never left Jiang Ran's side, but she stayed close to him and was worried for a long time.

If Jiang Ran really got hurt because of saving her, then she would be the one to blame.

"The energy is stable, and there is nothing wrong with it." Jiang Ran stood up from his cross-legged sitting position after he finished speaking, "Let's go."

Shen Qingjun thought he was going to take her to meet his companions, and raised her eyebrows shyly, "Can you take me to where I live to change clothes first?"

She was wearing a plain dress, which had already been torn into pieces.

……

Inside the village chief’s house.

There were still a group of people lying on the ground, but some of the stronger mountain people stood up with the help of others.

The new faces included both men and women, and they looked at the injured people with different eyes.

There was a sense of hostility in the men. After listening to the intermittent narration of Heipang and Dashan, they barely understood the situation.

If you ask yourself honestly, most people don't believe it. After all, the words of these two people always give people a feeling of exaggeration.

The village chief's cloudy old eyes were filled with pain, and he looked at his grandson with resentment.

"Village chief, we agreed in advance that if Dashan asked us to come, we would definitely help."

"But we are helping each other, but after this is over, we want this woman surnamed Tan and the boy who fainted."

The person who spoke this time was actually a woman, about 30 years old, who spoke standard Mandarin without any accent.

She didn't dress up much, but her face was fair and her features were regular, so she didn't look like a native of Luoyin Mountain.

There was a flash of resentment in the village chief's eyes, and he glared at the other party silently.

A sturdy man walked out from behind the woman who was speaking, pretending to be angry and pulling her arm, "Xiao E, how can you talk to the village chief?"

The tone of his speech was somewhat similar to that of Heipang and others, but his demeanor and manner was much more dignified.

"Xiao Wu, although Zhu Xiao'e has been sensible in the past few years since she came to the village and has helped many people find wives, you have to understand that without the village chief, we will be a pile of scattered sand and will not be able to achieve anything."

Among those who were just injured by Jiang Ran’s violent energy, there was a middle-aged man with a dark complexion who spoke in a muffled voice.

Zhu Xiao'e, who had a decent appearance, curled her lips with disdain, "So many people have disappeared, and we haven't been traced back to them."

"Besides, do you think Brother Wu and I are still following your old ways? These young people who haven't even graduated from college are easier to fool than three-year-old children. If we fool them..."

At this point, Xiao Wu on the side interrupted with a dry cough, "Xiao E, stop talking, listen to what the village chief has to say."

Zhu Xiao'e knew that she had said something wrong, so she just kept silent.

Several other men and women who arrived with them also stood behind the two of them in tacit understanding to express their positions.

The hatred in the eyes of the village elder gradually faded, and he endured the severe pain in his legs and said, "There were six of them in total, and two of them died in the fall."

"The young man who came tonight should be their companion, but he is very skilled in martial arts and is difficult to deal with."

"I heard that you were a top student at a key university, and you have a sharp mind and no limits. If you can find a way to pass this test, I'll give you the remaining two, not just two."

At this point, he sighed as he looked at the different expressions of the two parties in the room, and said to Zhu Xiao'e with a flickering gaze, "You will be in charge of planning the three villages in Luoyin Mountain by then."

"My only request is to find a kind-hearted wife for Dashan and leave him some food to eat."

Zhu Xiao'e and Xiao Wu looked at each other and smiled. "What are you talking about, village chief? We are all one family in Luoyin Mountain. As long as we have something to eat, we will definitely not starve in the mountains."

"As for wives, one is not enough. Find a few more to bring trouble to the mountains, and they can also give you more great-grandchildren soon."

Regardless of whether these words were sincere or false, the village chief did not care. He stroked Dashan's hand, wiped the tears from his face, and comforted him: "Grandpa will not die for the time being."

"Listen to Zhu Xiao'e more in the future."

He patted Dashan's shoulder again, adjusted his mood, and coughed twice to attract everyone's attention.

"Everyone, talk to Xiao'e and the others to see if there is any way to deal with that young man. If there is no chance, just hand him over to him and take him away."

"He killed someone in the mountains, and he didn't dare to talk about it after he got out. He doesn't have to worry about the officials coming to investigate."

Zhu Xiao'e waited for him to finish his words, and watched the hostility in the eyes of Dashan, Heipang and others fade away before she walked towards the four chairs lined up in a row under the gaze of everyone.

Except for Yan Wenxuan who was still in a coma, the other three had their hands and feet tied and their mouths gagged.

There was a new cut on Ma Yiluan's left arm, which was still bleeding.

Zhu Xiao'e walked up to the four people, paced back and forth, observed them twice, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"The two women are in good shape. The unconscious one is also good-looking. As for the remaining one..."

She ignored the murderous gaze of the dying Tan Zishan, and under Lu Xiaoyun's worried gaze, she took the rag from Ma Yilun's mouth and asked with interest.

"You have no good looks and no special skills. If you don't have something that can impress me, you can only be disassembled into parts and sold."

Her eyes narrowed as she laughed, and Ma Yiluan, who was about to spit, was so scared that he stopped and kept yelling.

"No, no, no, no, even if you dismantle me into parts and sell them, they won't be worth much."

"My dad is rich. Just ask for more. Thirty or fifty million is definitely not a problem."

The smile on Zhu Xiao'e's face paused slightly. She swallowed and turned her head to look at Xiao Wu who was also shocked, screaming in her heart.

Damn...it’s still a big fish!