I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

Jueming Valley, market town.

The sun was shining brightly and it was noon. The shop where the gold was was closed, but a group of monks gathered outside the door, as if they were watching something exciting.

"Bang, bang, ping" sounds kept coming out from the door, and from time to time there were loud shouting.

"Stop smashing it, stop smashing it. I really can't afford what you asked for!" A humble and pleading voice was begging someone at the moment.

"Damn it, if you can't afford it, then just close your shop. Why are you still running this business? Smash it, smash his shop!" a rough voice yelled.

At this moment in the store, a middle-aged fat man in a yellow robe was kneeling beside him. This man was Huang Jin.

On the other side, several people, led by a burly man, were smashing things in the store.

Huang Jin hurriedly said, "Aren't you afraid of the rules set by Jueming Valley? You're not allowed to obstruct a shop's business in the market. Besides, I have a Jindan cultivator behind me. If you smash my shop, you're slapping him in the face."

Hearing this, the burly man and his younger brothers burst into laughter.

He grinned grimly, "Jueming Valley? How could they care about this market? They're already busy enough with things in the south. As for that Jindan cultivator you mentioned, where is he? Why don't I see him? Haha, do you know who our boss is?"

Huang Jin himself also understood that all the cultivators above the foundation-building stage in Jueming Valley had been transferred away, leaving only a few foundation-building cultivators stationed in Jueming Square.

As for the Jindan senior who gave him the jade slip, more than half a month has passed since he crushed the jade slip and he has not appeared. It seems that the agreement is invalid.

After all, he hadn't shown up for eleven years, and he hadn't even come to take a penny of the share that he had promised to give.

I thought that the withdrawal of the monks from Jueming Valley would not affect anything. After all, it doesn't matter who you do business under. As long as the protection fee is paid on time, it will be the same.

The assets of this shop are everything he has, and he cannot lose this shop.

Seeing that his threats were useless, golden light shone around him, and the spiritual power of the peak of the late foundation building period spread out, and several top-level magic weapons appeared around him.

Huang Jin shouted, "If that's the case, then we have no choice but to fight."

This shout frightened the burly man and his younger brother so much that they retreated quickly.

The burly man's body was filled with spiritual energy, and he also had the cultivation level of the late foundation building stage, but it was still far inferior to that of gold.

Holding a top-level magical weapon, a broadsword, he cursed, "Huang Jin, do you really want to die? Don't you know that we have the support of a Jindan cultivator behind us?"

Huang Jin spat upon hearing this, and uttered word by word, "So… what?"

Anyway, the worst that can happen is death. Without this shop, it would be no different from death.

The burly man was about to speak.

Suddenly, a figure burst through the door and yelled, "Oh, so what? It seems you are determined to die."

This man was wearing a gray robe, had black and white hair, and had many wrinkles on his face. He looked to be over fifty years old. At this moment, he was smiling at the gold.

When the burly men saw this person, they hurriedly bowed and called out, "Sir, the servant."

The gray-robed man held a black jade slip in his hand and casually swept it towards the gold.

A pitch-black shadow blade shot towards Huang Jin. When Huang Jin saw the pitch-black shadow blade flying towards him, he hurriedly tried to use the top-level defensive magic weapon to block it.

But the distance was too close, and he didn't have time to react, and was directly hit by the black shadow blade.

With a "clang" sound, the sound of metal collision was heard.

The top-grade magic weapon armor in the yellow robe absorbed most of the damage, but he was still knocked away and hit the wall with a "bang", spurting out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Puff, puff, uh~Ji Dan cultivator..."

The middle-aged man in the gray robe was surprised when he saw this scene, and laughed, "Hey, he's not dead yet, haha, it turns out he's wearing armor under his clothes! He's really a coward!"

Suddenly his face turned gloomy, and he said in a low and cold voice, "If you don't die in one blow, I'll hit you again, and then I'll burn down your shop."

Suddenly, his spiritual sense sensed a figure approaching quickly, and he stopped thinking about attacking again and turned to look back.

I couldn't help but think, "Could they be the cultivators from Jueming Valley? Can they spare the manpower to manage this place? It's better to be cautious and leave first."

Unexpectedly, with a "boom", a figure fell from the roof and appeared in the store.

A cold voice came as expected, "Who wants to burn down my shop?"

The man in gray robe suddenly felt a chill behind him and turned around to look.

At this moment, the man was helping Huang Jin, who had fallen to the ground and was vomiting blood, and gave him several pills in his hand to take.

The person who came was covered in a black robe and had a black mask on his face.

Red and blue spiritual energy flowed around his body, and the aura of his middle-stage Jindan cultivation kept impacting everyone present, including the gray-robed man.

Huang Jin swallowed the pill and looked at the person who came. His dress and aura were extremely familiar, but he was wearing a black mask.

Perhaps he was afraid of exposing his identity, so he hurriedly shouted, "Senior, you really did not lie to me. I thought this jade slip was invalid."

He hurriedly wanted to stand up and salute, but was held down by the person who came.

Tan Ran smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "I believe in cause and effect the most. Once I promise something, I will do it naturally as long as I can do it. This is also considered as understanding cause and effect."

The person who came was Xuan Kun in disguise. He was wearing a black robe that covered his body. He did not use the black cloak because he was afraid of encountering a Nascent Soul cultivator and being coveted by him. On his face was a magic mask that he had made himself.

Xuan Kun cared most about the matter of cause and effect. After all, in his previous life's novel, there was a fellow Daoist named Han who paid the most attention to cause and effect. Cause and effect was the most mysterious, so Xuan Kun was naturally cautious.

When the gray-robed man saw the aura flowing from this person, his face changed. He was only in the early stage of Jindan, and he would definitely be at a disadvantage in a fight.

He quickly laughed and said, "Haha, it's true that the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. My fellow Taoist, all of this is a misunderstanding. We didn't know this shop was opened by you."

As he said this, he made a gesture and pointed at the burly man and his group, and said seriously, "[Ding], it was this group of people who smashed this store. I am willing to hand over the thieves' heads to make amends for the younger generation of fellow Taoists."

As he spoke, the black jade slip in his hand transformed into several black spiritual jade slips, which shot towards the necks of the burly man and his group, intending to kill them with one blow.

Seeing their own priest's move, the expressions of the people who were under the immobilization spell suddenly changed.

But he couldn't move at all and could only wait for the black spiritual jade slip to pierce his neck until he died.

A golden lightning sword pierced through and shattered the black spiritual jade slips.

A hoarse voice followed, and Xuan Kun chuckled, "Haha, you're trying to pass the buck! You're even trying to silence us! If I'm right, then you're the one who hurt me, right? These people are all your men!"

"How are you going to explain this to me?"