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Chapter 406 Going Home (First Update)
The green-robed Taoist gave Wang Changsheng a meaningful look, and said, "For the sake of my nephew Wang, let me remind you that there are abundant monster resources in the Taiyi Mountains, but it is strictly forbidden for monks above the alchemy stage to hunt and kill them. Those low-level monsters are kept by our Taiyi Immortal Sect to keep experienced disciples, not to be hunted and killed by alchemy monks. A few years ago, there was a guy named Huang Fugui who went to the Taiyi Mountain Range to hunt and kill monsters again and again. For the sake of our grand-nephew being a disciple of Taiyi Immortal Sect, we just expelled him, and the same goes for other places. Low-level monsters are a taboo thing, and it is the same in other countries.
Of course, if you are brave enough to go to the hinterland of the demon clan to hunt and kill monsters, that’s fine too. I advise you, go back and run your family honestly, don’t think about getting rich overnight, and being down-to-earth is the right way. "

Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment, then asked: "If I leave, will this debt still hang on me? How will I pay it back then? Who will give the spirit stone to?"

"The Hall of Deacons is in charge of this matter. Pindao is just telling you. I will take you to the Hall of Deacons now. There will be a special person responsible for recovering the spirit stone. Come with me."

After the Taoist priest in green robe finished speaking, he turned into a blue light and flew out, followed by Wang Changsheng.

Half an hour later, the two landed at the gate of a magnificent palace, and there was a large building nearby.

The silver plaque is engraved with the three characters "Deacon Hall", and there are a large number of disciples of the Taiyi Immortal Sect coming in and out.

The main hall is bright and spacious, and there is a long queue in front of several cyan jade tabletops, and the deacon disciples are assigning tasks.

Wang Changsheng followed the green-robed Taoist priest to a side room where there was a middle-aged Confucian scholar in his 30s and a beautiful woman in a blue dress in her 30s.

"Wang Daoyou, these two are the deputy masters of the Hall of Deacons, Junior Brother Li and Junior Sister Chen. This fellow Wang Daoist borrowed the Haotian Mirror and owes 31 spirit stones. I will hand them over to you."

After the Taoist priest in green robe finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, according to the rules of our Taiyi Immortal Sect, you must first pay back one-third of the debt before you can leave the sect. The remaining two-thirds must be paid off within 30 years. Before you pay off the debt , your guarantor can't leave the sect, can't take risks, and can only practice in the residence, if you don't pay off the debt within 30 years, the debt will automatically hang on the guarantor until it is paid off, do you understand?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said slowly.

Wang Changsheng frowned, one third, that is more than [-] spirit stones.

"I don't have so many spirit stones on me, can I mortgage something?"

"Yes, but the price is determined by us, you can disagree."

Wang Changsheng nodded, and took out the Xuanyin tree, some second-order puppets, and more than a dozen magic weapons.

During the trip to Guiyuan, Wang Changsheng dug up a Xuanyin tree, which has been kept in the storage bag all these years.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar checked carefully, Xuanyinshu gave a price of 6 yuan for spirit stones, and [-] for other things, a total of [-].

He had no choice but to take out the natal scales of the third-order monster flood dragon. The natal scales were exchanged for 3 yuan of spirit stones, a total of 11, which was exactly one third.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar wrote a receipt to Wang Changsheng, making a list of what Wang Changsheng sold, and the beautiful woman in the blue skirt offered a video disk to record the whole process to prevent corruption.

"Okay, there are 20 spirit stones left, and they must be paid back within 30 years. You can go now, and I will send you away."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar put away all his things and took Wang Changsheng away from Taiyi Immortal Gate.

After more than an hour, Wang Changsheng came to the welcoming hall and went straight to Wang Ruyan's residence.

"Husband, our Wang family will no longer be a small family."

Wang Ruyan said happily.

Wang Changsheng nodded, and told Wang Ruyan about his experiences over the past year.

"Uncle Mingren gave me 3 yuan of spirit stones, and Bingbing gave me 3000 yuan of spirit stones. With my savings, I can make up 6 yuan of spirit stones. There is still a gap of 14 yuan. I will go back to my mother's house to borrow some. If we hold another celebration, we should be able to collect a large gift money, sell some of the family's property, and we should be able to gather 14 spirit stones."

Wang Ruyan made a suggestion.

"I think so too. It's not too late. Let's go home right away and collect 20 spirit stones as soon as possible. We can't drag Uncle Mingren down."

After Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan finished their discussion, they left the welcoming hall and flew towards Wei Guo.

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Wei State, Qinglian Mountain.

In a secret room, Wang Qingqi sat cross-legged on a futon, with a red alchemy furnace in front of him. There was a large red flame at the bottom of the alchemy furnace, and a strong medicinal fragrance permeated the stone room.

Wang Qingqi's face was slightly pale, and there were a lot of alchemy materials and bottles and jars in front of him.

After a while, Wang Qing's Qi Jue pinched it, the flames dissipated and disappeared, and he hit the alchemy furnace with a Dharma Jue.

As soon as the top cover flew up, Wang Qingqi stood up and walked quickly to the alchemy furnace.

Twenty blue pills were lying in the alchemy furnace, and Wang Qingqi put the twenty pills into two porcelain bottles.

"With this batch of pills, the family's income will definitely be more this year."

Wang Qingqi said to himself, with some joy in his eyes.

In the meeting hall, Wang Qingkai sat on the main seat and listened to the reports of the eight elders.

Before Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan left the family, they removed the generation letter on his head, and Wang Qingkai became the head of the Wang family.

20 years ago, the Wang family began to transform. The needed first-order ling rice and ling beans were purchased from other cultivating families. Most of the ling fields controlled by the Wang family were used to grow elixir. Now it has matured for the second time, and the harvest is quite fruitful.

The growth cycle of elixir is long, and there is no income for more than ten years from the cultivation of spiritual grass. If there is a plague of locusts, the loss will be even greater. The cultivating families who planted the elixir all had certain strength.

Holding an account book in his hand, Wang Changxing said, "Patriarch, there are currently [-] shops in the family, and [-] shops are rented out. The most profitable this year is the elixir store, followed by the weapon store. The worst profit is the grocery store. The income of Lingyu shop has dropped quite seriously, and other immortal cultivators are probably tired of eating it."

Wang Qingyuan was married, and his wife gave birth to a son named Wang Qiuzheng.

Wang Qingyuan stood up and said, "Patriarch, this year's income is 540 nine yuan, expenditure is 670 spirit stones, and profit is 3 nine spirit stones. Forty percent of the total income, restaurants, wine shops, and weapon stores accounted for 870%, and the remaining [-]% ​​came from other industries."

The elixir currently planted by the Wang family is matured every ten years. Every time the elixir matures, it can bring huge benefits to the family. When the elixir matures, Wang Qingqi will lead the alchemists in the family to rush to refine alchemy day and night. Sell ​​the medicine and make a fortune.

If there is no war, weapons cannot be sold much, but if you want to improve your cultivation, you will inevitably have to take pills, all relying on meditation practice, which takes too long. Therefore, pills have become the primary industry of the Wang family. Unfortunately, the Wang family is currently There are too few spiritual fields under control, so we can only plant elixir that is harvested once every ten years.

"Great, with so much income, this year is a bumper year."

Wang Changxing said with a smile.

Wang Qingkai's face was also full of smiles, and said: "If the fourth brother hadn't led people to refine the elixir day and night, the elixir would not have been transformed into spirit stones so quickly."

In this regard, everyone deeply agrees. Wang Qingqi's character and alchemy level are obvious to all.

The ten-year elixir was only refined into a first-level pill, which was not difficult for Wang Qingqi, but the quantity was too large. Wang Qingqi and other alchemists refined it into a pill as soon as possible so that it could be sold easily.

(End of this chapter)