Spiritual pet cultivates immortality, villain sacrifices to heaven

Looking at the seven or eight people who were wearing the same clothes as the previous monks, all of them were above the middle stage of foundation establishment.The uneasiness in Ning Changkong's and others' hearts intensified. They were afraid that this small town had already been controlled by evil cultivators.

"Sorry, it's our first time here, let's go down now." Ning Changkong saluted the other party and took the lead in descending.

Several people in the air glanced at each other, one of them sneered, and another monk came to deliver food.

Landing on the ground, the four of them entered the small town. A small town in the realm of comprehension is comparable to a city, but there is also a seven or eight-meter-high city wall to block the ferocious beasts and monsters outside, and there are warrior monks on duty on the city wall.

At the gate under the city wall, two rows of soldiers stood, and very few people entered and exited the city gate.

Each person needs to pay two taels of silver to enter the town, which surprised Ning Changkong and others.

Such a high entry fee directly blocks the people from the outlying villages. If there is a serious problem in any village, and the villagers come to seek refuge, they may not be able to enter the city gate.

The soldier who collected the money shouted viciously: "Do you want to enter the city? If you want to enter, give the money quickly!"

Ning Changkong asked puzzledly, "May I ask why the fees here are so high? How do ordinary people enter the city?"

If the town is controlled by evil cultivators, then the more people enter the city, wouldn't the evil cultivators who rely on blood to improve their cultivation be more sources of food?Then this little soldier...

"Why so much nonsense? It's not peaceful recently, the city is safe, and it's very cheap to pay for your life with two taels of silver!" The soldier shouted impatiently.

Ning Changkong took out ten taels of silver and handed it to the soldier. The soldier threw the ten taels of silver into the bucket behind him and waved: "Let go!"

"Hey, no, that's ten taels of silver! There are only four of us, and we only need to give eight taels of silver. Why don't you give any change?" Yang Xiaobao said angrily.

"No redemption!" After finishing speaking, the soldier crossed his chest and said maliciously, "Why, I want to fight!"

Looking at the soldier with profound strength but no spiritual strength, Ning Changkong quickly pulled Yang Xiaobao back, "Sorry, he was not sensible when he first came here."

Four people entered the town.

Seeing the backs of the four leaving, the soldier clenched his fists, held his breath, and finally sighed.

Another soldier on the side pinched him secretly, "Don't show it, someone is watching, you will die if you can't persuade him with good words."

The small town is not as lively as ordinary places. Pedestrians can be seen on the road, but they are all sallow and thin, but their eyes are shining.

"I'll be able to cultivate immortality soon! Haha, I'll be able to cultivate immortality soon!" A white-haired old man was madly leaning on a cane, dancing and singing as he walked.

Only a small number of shops on the roadside are still open, and most of them are closed.

Ning Changkong walked into a grocery store. The most conspicuous thing in the store was a colorful clay sculpture, a smiling Buddha statue holding a lotus flower.

In front of the Buddha statues are tributes such as fresh fruits and flowers.

The owner of the shop wearing Taoist robe knelt in front of the Buddha statue and prayed devoutly, "God, bless me to be selected and become a practitioner. I don't want to die of old age, I want to live forever!"

Kneeling to the Buddha, shouting to the gods, and praying to become a practitioner? !Ning Changkong felt nondescript.

A trace of sneer appeared on Yang Xiaobao's face, he begged Ni Bodhisattva for help, his name was written upside down, he couldn't understand that the common people in the world of cultivating immortals were still the same as in his previous world, full of feudal superstition.

The owner of the store is already in his 40s and 60s. Because he is thin, the wrinkles on his face can catch up with those of an old man in his [-]s and [-]s. His complexion is sallow, and he is not a healthy person except for his bright eyes.

Before the age of 20 in the realm of comprehension, the talent for cultivation has not been discovered and stimulated. The later the age, the more difficult it is to cultivate. It is impossible to practice with a half-old body, unless there is a great opportunity.

"Boss, buy something!" Ning Changkong shouted.

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished my prayer yet!" the shop owner said without raising his head.

"Is there still such a business?" Yang Xiaobao picked up a dusty object from the shelf and said with disgust.

"Hmph, what do you know? If I can cultivate immortality, what business am I going to do?" The boss turned his head and responded impatiently.

It's just that when he saw four people entering the store, he quickly changed his face and got up with a smile on his face, "How many are monks? Did you come to inform me? I've been very attentive recently, and I go to the center every day If you want to express my heart, the gods will definitely feel my sincerity!"

Wu Zhiyou and Yang Xiaobao were stunned.

Ning Changkong said with a serious face and dignity: "We are the new disciples sent by Ci'an Hall, come and take a look, and the person who escorted us has not yet arrived, so we came here specially to inspect."

"Plop!" The store owner quickly knelt down and said excitedly: "It turns out that the fairy family has come, and the small shop is full of splendor! Thank the gods, thank the gods!"

Yang Xiaobao and Wu Zhiyou looked at each other, knowingly put on the airs of an expert, with their hands behind their backs and their heads held high, with a haughty expression on their faces.

Qiaolan almost couldn't help laughing when she saw it.

"Shangxian, what can Xiaomin do?" The shopkeeper kowtowed a few times, then carefully looked up at Ning Changkong, saw the face of an exile, and lowered his head in low self-esteem.

"We are conducting a private investigation to see how they are doing here. Can you tell me?" After speaking, Ning Changkong flicked his sleeves and turned to leave. "Forget it, how much do you, a commoner, know."

"Shangxian, don't go, the young one must know everything without saying anything, and please ask the Shangxian to order and order the little people!" The shop owner hurriedly took two steps on his knees, trying to grab Ning Changkong, but stretched out his hand in the air and then retracted When I came back, I was afraid that my hands would be dirty and people would dislike me.

His sallow face was full of hope and panic lest they go away.

"Okay then, listen to what you say, well said, there is a reward!"

"Hey! Hey!" The shop owner hurriedly got up from the ground and stretched out his hand to invite a few people to the backyard.

When we came to the backyard, the owner of the shop was busy, making tea, serving fruits, and refreshments.

After a table of refreshments was placed on the table, under Ning Changkong's stop, the shop owner stood aside cautiously and said, "Where should I start?"

"Sit down and talk." Ning Changkong sat on the main seat, and stretched out his hand to signal the shopkeeper to sit down.

The shop owner smiled flatteringly and sat down on the chair beside him. He straightened his back and only dared to sit on half of his buttocks.

"Just start with what you know."

The store owner hurriedly spoke.

"Why Ci'an Hall, they only came here half a year ago, they helped get rid of the bullies in our town as soon as they came, that's really gratifying!

But those bullies are relatives and descendants of several monks from Jinan Gate, so the monks from Jinan Gate sent people to kill the people in Ci'an Hall.

At that time, everyone was very worried, lest we in Ci'an Hall would suffer.After all, they are all sects that have been around for hundreds of years, but Ci'an Hall is weak, but you never thought that all the people in Jinan Gate were killed by people from Ci'an Hall, and Jinan Gate was quickly killed by the people of Ci'an Hall. Andang drove away!

Hahaha, cheers!

What does Jinan Gate talk about to help the people in the south of Xuannan City, but is it practical?

The common people have paid so much taxes, but they let a few bullies dominate us! "

The store owner was still a little excited when he remembered the scene at that time, took a sip from his teacup, moistened his throat and continued, "Later, Ci'an Hall really tied up the people and did too many good things."

The shop owner's eyes shone brightly, "Heal the dying, help the poor, help people repair their houses, distribute evil charms, help people carry water and firewood, anyone who sees difficulties, will go up and help without hesitation. My dear ones!"

The shop owner then said excitedly: "Forget it, how come Ci'an Hall can help the common people, unblock the meridians, improve their physical fitness, and give us an additional path of cultivation.

Both my son and daughter have the aptitude for cultivation, one is already a disciple of the Immortal Sect of Zha Ci’an Hall, my daughter is still in the town, she is a four spirit root and can only be an immortal attendant.Now, I just want to be more pious, and quickly become a member of the Ci'an Hall! "

"What?!" "Why is there such a good thing in the world?"