Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

Ji Yuting brought Wu Qishan all the way to Liu Yunlong's retreat.

At this time, a formation light curtain had risen again, covering the entire courtyard.

"A first-level top-grade formation, it's really shabby."

Ji Yuting showed a look of disdain on his face. This kind of formation can be easily broken by a foundation-building cultivator like him.

However, when he thought that Liu Yunlong had just broken through the foundation, it was normal that his foundation was weak.

Moreover, there might be something wrong, so it's not an exaggeration to say that he is the poorest foundation-building cultivator.

It's understandable.

However, Ji Yuting did not choose to force his way into the formation, otherwise it would be a provocation and a declaration of war.

At this time, Liu Yunlong inside also noticed that someone had arrived, so he withdrew the formation.

He acted very single. The person who came was a foundation-building cultivator. If he really had bad intentions, this formation couldn't stop him.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, please come in and talk."

Although Liu Yunlong's voice was calm, and even showed a foundation-building spiritual pressure.

But Ji Yuting always felt that there was a sense of bluffing in it.

He raised his eyebrows, it seems that there is a real problem.

However, Ji Yuting did not hesitate, and was not worried about any danger if he went in. He had absolute confidence in his strength and stepped into it.

Wu Qishan waited quietly outside and did not go in.

Not long after, Ji Yuting came out with a smile on his face.

Ignoring him, Ji Yuting turned into a stream of light and flew away from the Poison Dragon Gang.

Although Wu Qishan did not know what the two talked about, it was obvious that Ji Yuting had achieved something and was in a good mood.

"Wu Protector, you go to prepare for the foundation-building banquet."

After a while, Liu Yunlong's voice came out, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Wu Qishan wanted to ask, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say it out loud, and obediently took the order and left.

In the training room.

Liu Yunlong looked at an ancient scroll in his hand with a complicated expression.

This is the 'thick earth contract' he and Ji Yuting made. He Liu Yunlong will be the worshiper of the Ji's Chamber of Commerce in the future.

Although that is the case, for Liu Yunlong, this so-called contract is better to be called a contract of selling one's body.

As for whether it will offend the Immortal City, he can't care so much now.

Wu Qishan guessed correctly that the Tao is what Liu Yunlong values ​​most, and he will get the benefits first.

And it is not without a little room for transformation. If he can pay off the debt of spirit stones within the specified time, he can also find flexible employment.

As for breach of contract?

Liu Yunlong has the intention but not the courage.

This is a second-level contract, and the binding force is stronger than the Heart Demon Dao Oath.

If he really breaches the contract, he will be punished by heaven.

And he dare not breach the contract, the Jindan force is not a joke.

If he still wants to stay in the Southern Wilderness to make a living, he must rely on the other party.

So he is now more eager to plunder spirit stones from the group of casual cultivators.

Thinking of this, he sent a message to Wu Qishan again.

This time, not only the casual cultivators in the city will be invited, but also the casual cultivators outside the city will be "invited" together.

Whether it is active or passive, just come.

It would be wrong if you don't give some gift money when you come.

He Liu Yunlong, he wants to earn money while standing!

Pick up the storage bag left by Ji Yuting and take out a white jade porcelain bottle from it.

Open the bottle stopper, and there is a square of green spiritual liquid inside.

The fragrance overflowing from it makes you feel comfortable all over.

"This is the spiritual liquid for building the origin. With it, I can stabilize my realm and never have to suffer this bird's anger again!"

Liu Yunlong's eyes were excited. He held the jade bottle tightly and resisted the idea of ​​swallowing it now.

Now is not the time. After the foundation building banquet, I will be debt-free and light. Then I can retreat well.

......

Time flies, and a week has passed.

Night.

An ancient building stands in the outer city. This is the largest restaurant in the outer city of Tianxing Fairy City, named Zuixianlou.

The restaurant has a total of nine floors. At this time, it is as bright as a palace, with dazzling lights.

At this time, the lobby on the first floor of the restaurant was crowded with many cultivators.

Lu Ming's puppet clone also came here. He didn't disguise himself now, and his face was Zhao Tiancheng's.

He mixed into the crowd and looked at the scene in front of him.

In the hall, there were pavilions, small pavilions, and small bridges and flowing water.

And each floor was surrounded by many private rooms, one layer after another.

Many beautiful female cultivators dressed in cool clothes walked through them.

There were also servants standing in front of the door, listening to orders.

"Is this a restaurant? Isn't this a club!"

Lu Ming felt that his eyes were opened, and he had the illusion of returning to heaven.

Not only him, but the cultivators around him were also country bumpkins entering the city, looking around and whispering.

"How extravagant! As expected of a foundation-building cultivator, the show is so grand."

"Tsk, you have no vision. This is worthy of the status of a foundation-building cultivator."

"I don't know what you are so happy about. You can't even afford spiritual rice, and you still care about this."

"That's right, you should think about how much gifts you want to give. Alas, I'm afraid that if this happens, you will have to tighten your belt again!"

"......"

Everyone was talking, and Lu Ming listened to it quietly.

It looked luxurious and the show was indeed grand, but it was just an illusion.

Liu Yunlong didn't have the strength to book the entire Zuixian Building, and the banquet hall was on the fifth floor.

As time passed, the crowd went up one after another.

When entering the banquet hall, Lu Ming was stunned, and the others behind him were also stunned.

And the people in front of them had already been stunned.

There was nothing in the luxurious banquet hall, and it was empty.

There was no table, not even a chair.

There were quite a few monks from the Poisonous Dragon Gang, about forty or fifty of them, but they all stood with grim faces to maintain order.

On the high platform, a simple wooden table had been set up. A poisonous dragon monk sat behind it and recorded the gift list one by one. Whoever came would sign on it.

"You don't want to act anymore?"

Lu Ming felt that he still underestimated Liu Yunlong's face.

What the hell is this a foundation banquet? This is obviously to raise funds for charity.

What Lu Ming didn't know was that Liu Yunlong didn't want to be so disgraceful.

However, other forces in the city came one after another, saying that they either had something to do or that it was inconvenient. Some forces even refused directly without giving any face.

Anyway, everyone has the same idea: not coming!

This made Liu Yunlong very angry, and most of his ideas of receiving gift money fell through.

If you still have to spend money to treat these mud-legged people to dinner, then what is the purpose of Liu Yunlong's banquet.

So now it looks like this.

I showed my cards and stopped pretending.

Just pay the money when you come!

Want to have a meal? Go ahead and dream!

It’s not clear who gave it anyway, but whoever didn’t give it will be clearly remembered.