Do not die

The story about the Xingxiu Palace and the Qingxuan Sect was one of the most talked about topics in the teahouse. Coupled with some memories of the original owner, Meng Zhou also had a general understanding of this legend.

Now, the large area including Cuiyu Lake is collectively called Qingxuan Domain, and is nominally the territory of Qingxuan Sect. But this is a new situation that has only appeared in the past eighty years. Before that, this was the territory of the fourth-level Xingxiu Palace.

Now all the second-level spiritual veins and above in the Qingxuan Domain, including the second-level top spiritual vein Jade Lake, and the third-level spiritual vein Qinglin Peak where the Qingxuan Sect's mountain gate is located, are all the private property of Xingxiu Palace.

However, due to Xingxiu Palace's strict standards for entry-level disciples, which emphasize the importance of excellence rather than excess, and preferring shortage to excess, manpower has always been in short supply.

Even the third-level spiritual vein Qinglin Peak only arranges for one or two members of the Jiedan sect to stay and take care of it for a long time, and it is used as a training ground for the disciples when needed. There is almost no development and utilization of the spiritual veins.

Although Xingxiu Palace's move was somewhat of a trap, but with the Yuanying boss sitting in charge and the number of alchemy monks in the sect being numbered on one hand, naturally no one dared to comment.

This pattern lasted for who knows how many years. But one hundred and fifty years ago, the overall situation suddenly changed.

The ancestor of the Nascent Soul in the Xingxiu Palace died, and no new Nascent Soul was born, so the top power was absent.

In order to protect the core fourth-level dojo and survive this most dangerous window period smoothly. Xingxiu Palace urgently recalled all the disciples who had been sent out, and launched a grand formation to seal the mountain.

A large number of second-level or even third-level spiritual veins instantly became a deserted land. From Qi training to elixir formation, all the monks went crazy.

After nearly seventy years of melee fighting, finally more than eighty years ago, five alchemy monks joined forces to occupy the third-level spiritual vein Qinglin Peak, established a sect, and Qingxuan Sect was born.

At the same time, the situation of the other four third-order spiritual veins that also "dropped" from the Constellation Palace gradually changed from chaos to clarity.

In order to digest the results with peace of mind and cut off the opportunity for latecomers to overturn the situation, the five strongest forces, including Qingxuan Sect, reached a tacit alliance and divided the boundaries to form five domains.

Cuiyu Lake, which was still in the melee stage of hundreds of families, had just one boss above its head, and was told that Cuiyu Lake was an important part of Qingxuan Territory.

Meng Zhou didn't know whether the Cuiyu Lake cultivators vomited blood due to this sudden blow, but when this new wind blew, Cuiyu Lake, which had been fighting endlessly and vertically and horizontally just a moment ago, suddenly entered the "orderly and orderly" state. A new situation of order, peace and tranquility.

The reason is also very simple, that is, it does not give Qingxuanzong an excuse to get involved in Cuiyu Lake.

The situation in other places with spiritual veins in the Qingxuan Domain is similar. Anyone who fails to complete internal integration before this time point will lose the opportunity to integrate with force.

Seeing that everyone was so obedient, Qingxuanzong, who regarded the development of Qinglin Peak and the hard work of practicing internal strength as his primary goal, did not make a big move and acquiesced to the current situation.

This also laid the foundation for the development of various spiritual veins in the Qingxuan Domain in the past eighty years.

On the one hand, everyone is working hard to grow, and on the other hand, everyone is trying their best to restrain their talents and avoid attracting extra attention from Qingxuan Sect.

From the bird's-eye view of Qingxuanzong, what you see is order and peace.

But for Meng Zhou, who was standing on the ground floor and looking up, all he saw was all kinds of misery hidden under the surface.

Meng Zhou quickly went over what he knew in his mind.

"Back then, Xingxiu Palace arranged for a monk named Yanzhuang to come to Cuiyu Lake to guard it.

Unlike those monks who like to be quiet, during the decades he guarded Cuiyu Lake, he had no less than ten official wives and concubines, and countless other maids and maids. In addition, the resources of Cuiyu Lake can be used by the Yan family. When Yan Zhuang was recalled to Xingxiu Palace, the Yan family was already a huge immortal cultivating family with eight foundation-building beings. "

Meng Zhou exclaimed: "Is it so exaggerated?"

The monk said: "That's not possible. First, he is able and willing to give birth, and he has the resources of the entire Jade Lake for his use.

It is no exaggeration to say that with such unique conditions, if you throw a few pigs in, a bunch of spiritual beasts will develop in a few decades. "

When he said this, there was undisguised yearning in his eyes. If there was such an opportunity, he would be willing to be a pig.

Meng Zhou nodded in agreement: "That's true."

Then he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "That's not right. With such a start, the Yan family should have dominated the Jade Lake. How can there be anything going on with the Mo family?"

The monk nodded, "It stands to reason that it is so, but who knows that the Yan family is not sane."

"How do you say that?" Meng Zhou asked.

"As the threat of Xingxiu Palace disappeared, a large number of monks poured into Jade Lake. The Yan family did not think about how to stabilize the situation, but instead started fighting among themselves due to disputes between their concubines and concubines.

The situation at that time was that there were four direct line foundation builders and collateral line foundation builders, but the direct line foundation builders were older, had practiced longer, and were stronger, so they wanted to take more authority.

The four Foundation Architects they labeled as collateral branches naturally refused to do so, so they recruited some Foundation Architects from outside monks to help out. With the number of Foundation Architects from the collateral sect becoming more powerful, the direct Foundation Architects saw that they were unable to do so, so they also recruited some Foundation Architects from outside. foreign aid. "

At the end of the story, the monk looked at Meng Zhou and asked with a wink, "What's the ending of your story?"

Meng Zhou already had some vague guesses in his mind, but he still asked: "How?"

"The foreign aid that both sides invited to build the foundation became more and more prosperous, and gradually took root in Cuiyu Lake. However, the Yan family's foundation building died one after another. Today, a direct lineage died, and a collateral lineage died every two days.

In less than twenty years, all the original eight foundation builders and two new foundation builders of the Yan family were dead. "

Meng Zhou opened his mouth, feeling that the Yan family was really sick, and even a hand of Tianhu cards could not be played well.

But thinking about the gossips of wealthy families in the past life, it seems that this is reasonable.

Perhaps, when the conflict between direct descendants and concubines was broken out and became completely out of control, in the hearts of those direct descendants/collateral descendants, their hatred for each other surpassed everything else.

Even if you drag the other person to die together and destroy all your family property, you will never let the other person live to enjoy it all.

After thinking about it, Meng Zhou asked softly: "Were the Mo family one of the foreign aids invited by the Yan family when they were fighting inside?"

The monk nodded and said: "To be precise, it was the ancestor of the Mo family who helped the Yan family in their internal fights, and the other forces on Jade Island were all without exception. They all helped the Yan family in the past."

Speaking of this, there was something unspeakable in his expression, as if he was mocking and scorning.

Meng Zhou also suddenly realized that the first steps of several factions on Cuiyu Island, including the Mo family, to make a fortune in Cuiyu Lake were not glorious.

After all, this is two different things from killing the enemy openly on the battlefield. The local monks who are well aware of the dark history of the big boss family will not talk about it in a public place like a teahouse.

Meng Zhou thought for a moment and then asked: "All the Yan family's founders are dead, but some descendants of the Yan family are still alive. It's been more than a hundred years. Is it necessary to kill them all like this?"

The monk said: "The reason why the Mo family has been following clues about the remnants of the Yan family has little to do with eradicating the roots, but has another purpose."

"What purpose?"

"The Mo family has always suspected that the Yan family has some inheritance from the Xingxiu Palace."

Meng Zhouyi was stunned. He really didn't expect that this matter could be related to Xingxiu Palace, but after thinking about it carefully, it was really possible.

And even if this possibility is only 10 to 20%, it is enough to make the Mo family worry about it for a hundred years.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhou's heartbeat suddenly accelerated unsatisfactorily.

He thought of the strange "rope spirit" in his arms that was individually recorded on the panel, and of the carvings on the stone wall.

The monk opposite saw him standing there stunned and said, "Is it okay? Then I have to leave."

As he was about to pass by Meng Zhou, Meng Zhou quickly said: "The last one, let's leave like this?"

"Otherwise?" The monk looked strange.

"Aren't you going to do something to cover it up? Are the Li family just watching helplessly?" Meng Zhou asked.

"Otherwise?" The monk asked again in the same sentence.

"Well……"

"Caring about a family inheritance that was destroyed more than a hundred years ago is something that only the Mo family, who has reached the top of Jade Lake, is qualified to consider.

The biggest wish of the Li family is to occupy Baiyue Bay without any major conflict!

Why do we know this so quickly? The Li family hopes that we can escape cleanly before the Mo family arrives! "

After that, he walked directly past Meng Zhou and quickly disappeared around the corner.

Meng Zhou didn't do anything to stop him. After two or three breaths, he finally uttered the fragrant words: "Fuck!"

Then, he turned around and ran towards the stone wall of Yuewan Beach.

If the Li family reports the clues in time after discovering them, they can gain more favor from the Mo family and try their best to avoid their own suspicions.

What's more important is that by attracting this evil tiger from the Mo family, you don't even need to show up to scare away the monks from the two streets who are "staying" at the end of the bay.

In order to learn more about Granny Bai's grocery store, people from the Mo family summoned some neighbors to inquire. Is it normal?

In order to ensure the credibility of your words, it is normal to use some means of revealing the truth, right?

More importantly, for those who participated in the robbery at the grocery store today, is it reasonable to recover those lost classics in the secret room one by one?

If the people from the Mo family are kind enough, this process will not be impossible to complete, but this kind of feeling of being killed by others is something that no monk wants to experience.

What's more, if you place your hopes on the people from the Mo family being gentle and friendly enough... let's just run.

Therefore, the Li family's wish was realized without bloodshed through such an opportunity.

Here, the Mo family seemed to be suspected of being used as gunmen. Perhaps, this was the reason why they had to pursue the fourth-level inheritance after a hundred years.

Although the Mo family is strong, it is not strong enough. Even within the confines of Jade Lake, it cannot really keep its promise.

With these thoughts in his mind, Meng Zhou came to the stone wall of Yuewan Beach and said, "Hurry, we must leave before the Mo family comes."

Meng Zhou only gave himself an hour, put down the package, took out the ink and brush inside, dipped the ink in it and quickly applied it on the stone wall.

A pair of magical hands picked up a piece of paper and laid it on the stone wall where he had just applied ink.

Because the surface of the stone wall is not very smooth, and there are obvious undulations in some places, the paper cannot be completely attached to the stone wall.

The two magic hands touched the paper lightly, not lightly but not too hard, so that the paper could stick to the stone wall.

After two or three breaths, two magical hands gently peeled off the white paper, and the messy carved patterns on the stone wall had been rubbed on the paper.

Soon, the second and third rubbings appeared on the paper.

After a total of one hundred stone wall carvings were rubbed on paper, Meng Zhou carefully wrapped the rubbing papers.

Due to the rush of time, the ink on the rubbing paper was not completely dry, so the ink would bleed into each other. He also specially isolated them from each other by sandwiching a rubbing paper between two blank papers, and finally wrapped them in waterproof tarpaulin.

Carrying the package on his back, Meng Zhou looked at the large black ink stains on the stone wall. If someone came here, it would be difficult not to notice these messy carvings.

A pair of magic hands flew out, like two blackboard brushes with a frosting function. The surface of the stone wall that had been smeared with ink fell as fine black ash fell, and the stone wall returned to its original color again.

And the originally shallow carvings on the stone wall became lighter and lighter. Unless we knew exactly what was here, otherwise, it would be impossible to see anything famous from it.

After handling all this, even the black ash on the ground was cleared away. Meng Zhou no longer stayed for a moment, and shot out like an arrow.

With just two taps of his feet on the sand, his body left the land and landed on the water.

Meng Zhou used the Ten Thousand Miles Divine Movement to move swiftly on the water, even faster than on land.

Because every time his toes touch the water, the water will give his feet just the right push-back force.

This force is not too big, but it easily increases his speed by more than 30%.

Moreover, it is easier and less labor-intensive than traveling long distances on land.

When the sun set in the west, Meng Zhou estimated his distance and found that Baiyue Bay was already a hundred or two hundred miles behind him.

On the way, they also passed two other islands in the lake, and Meng Zhou's heart gradually returned to his stomach.

But even when night fell, Meng Zhou still didn't stop to rest, and continued to use the Ten Thousand Miles of Divine Movement to speed across the water.

The brilliance of the stars and the moon, neither clear nor dark, is projected on the mirror-like lake surface, making it appear even hazier.

For a moment, Meng Zhoudu felt that he was not running on the surface of Jade Lake, but on the edge between reality and dreams, between virtuality and reality.

When the time entered the second half of the night, they finally ran out of the confines of the Jade Lake and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

After going twenty or thirty miles deep, Meng Zhou found a giant tree hugging each other.

He jumped up the tree trunk and found a suitable position. Holding a long sword in his hand, he dug out a large space in the tree hole like cutting tofu.

After drilling in, the dug-out bark is restored to its original position, leaving several hidden stomata.

Meng Zhou finally relaxed completely, held the bundle in his arms, found a comfortable position, and soon fell asleep.

The next day, when Meng Zhou emerged from the tree hole and looked up at the sky through the cover of the jungle, it was already noon.

Meng Zhou looked around and had no impression of this place.

To retrieve the package, if you had to look for it like this, you would have to get lost.

"I have to find Baijiang first and return to that three-way intersection."

With an idea in mind, Meng Zhou jumped lightly and ran quickly above the treetops.

Feeling hungry, he cut off a section of a wild fruit tree and carried it on his shoulders, eating as he walked.

Finally, before the sky darkened, Meng Zhou saw a large river lying in front of his field of vision.

When I found Baijiang, I was back on my own territory, and my somewhat confused sense of direction was quickly corrected.

"Have a rest overnight and you should be able to pick up the package tomorrow afternoon."

Meng Zhou was thinking about it when he suddenly noticed that two shadowy figures appeared in both directions upstream and downstream, and they were quickly approaching him in an encirclement.

Lingshi price adjustment:

The Baijiang Gang cashed in, and the protagonist bid for 500 mid-grade spiritual stones, and the final transaction price was fifty. Master Mo paid for 40 with a first-grade high-grade robe and a first-grade high-grade flying sword. In addition, he paid 600 low-grade, four A medium-grade piece of cash.

Two third-level qi-training casual cultivators won eighteen lower-grade spiritual stones.

If you stay in the hotel for one day, you will get one for one day, and if you stay in the hotel for twenty, the protagonist will pay eighteen coins to stay in the hotel.

The teahouse has a pot of spiritual tea, a low-grade spiritual stone.

There are four medium-grade and four hundred low-grade water nourishing and moisturizing secrets. This is also the number scattered on the floor of the grocery store.

Asked for information and tipped a low-grade spiritual stone.

The protagonist currently has more than 190 low-grade spiritual stones on his body.