Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

"Little friend, come. Sit down!"

Ni Yijun waved at Chen Mo, with a kind and amiable smile on her face.

For a cultivator like her who has lived for more than 800 years, she has long seen through the impermanence of the world, and doing anything is more important than her original intention.

"Greetings, Senior Ni!" Chen Mo stepped forward and said respectfully.

"What you said last time about sunbathing is really useful. Look, how energetic he is now!"

He stepped forward and took a look with a smile.

The face of the little boy in the cradle was no longer pale, but a little red.

No matter how powerful Ni Yijun was and how long she lived, it was her first time to give birth to a child, and she really didn't know such basic knowledge.

In her position, I'm afraid no one dared to point fingers at her, so it led to the situation two months ago.

And it was this small change that made her extremely happy, and she even took the initiative to come to Taihe City.

"The little guy will definitely be good-looking when he grows up."

"Really?" Ni Yijun couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

"Boys all look like their mothers."

Flattery never wears out.

"Of course! Have you seen what Yijun looked like when he was young!"

At this time, the old man beside him raised his head with some pride, and his eyes were still full of admiration when he looked at Ni Yijun.

"Greetings, senior."

Chen Mo didn't know who the other party was, but the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm was there.

He had to give full respect!

"Let me introduce you, this is the headmaster of Motai Mountain - Chen Mo." Ni Yijun said, raising his eyebrows, "Do you know Motai Mountain? It is the immortal sect jointly established by him and the descendants of the Tan Tai family."

"Tan Tai?" The old man's expression was obviously shocked, and then he looked at Chen Mo with a little more strangeness.

The young cultivator next to him took the initiative to stand up, clasped his hands together, and said: "Meet the headmaster Chen. I am Liu Yulin, and this is my master Zheng Renhe."

"Senior Zheng, Fellow Daoist Liu."

Chen Mo was also polite.

"The descendant of the Tan Tai family you are talking about is the Tan Tai concubine?" Zheng Renhe asked.

"What else?"

"She went back?"

"Why? Do you still want to see her?"

"Forget it." Zheng Renhe shook his head, "That person is hard to get along with, I don't know what she is thinking."

"Come on, Xiao Liu, you have to introduce everything. What's the point of saying half and leaving the other half?" Ni Yijun raised his eyebrows.

At this time, Liu Yulin glanced at his master, and after seeing him nod, he continued: "I am now the curtain council of Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion in Pingduzhou."

"Curtain council?"

"The curtain council is mainly responsible for the affairs of Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion. There are five curtain councils in Pingduzhou, and the purchase, sale, and other business activities involved need to be decided by the curtain council."

After the other party explained this, Chen Mo roughly understood.

After all, he is also a person with thousands of years of history.

"Old man Zheng was the previous curtain council, and he retired in recent years and passed the position to Liu Yulin." Ni Yijun added.

These five people are the full representatives of Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion in Pingduzhou.

The power and wealth they possess are probably beyond his imagination!

Maybe not as much as six generals, but probably much richer than any immortal gate.

Chen Mo didn't expect that he just wanted to ask Ni Yijun to help introduce him so that he could buy a third-level golden armor puppet, but he didn't expect that the other party actually invited one of the five counselors of Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion directly!

It is obvious that she is deliberately building a bridge so that she can climb up the line of Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion.

This is a huge organization that runs the business of the entire Wuchi Kingdom. Their online strength is probably not worse than that of the generals, or even better.

"Greetings to Senior Zheng and Fellow Daoist Liu."

Chen Mo stood up again and thanked again.

"Okay, okay, the rest of the matter, you two young people can talk." Zheng Renhe stood up with a cane, but still reached out to help Ni Yijun who was sitting on the chair.

"Do you need my support?" However, the other party gave him a fierce look, "I can't even walk steadily."

"Then you support me."

"Hmph!"

Ni Yijun snorted lightly, and stood up with Zheng Renhe's arm.

"You two can talk, and I will go out with old man Zheng to bask in the sun."

After that, the two of them snuggled up to each other, holding Ni Yijun's son in their arms, and walked slowly along the long road.

Towards the sunset, and towards a new life.

"Your master has a good relationship with Senior Ni."

Liu Yulin smiled: "Since I was a child, my master has been repeating in my ear that the older people get, the more nostalgic they become. In my master's words, all the people who pursued Senior Ni in their era died, and he is the only one alive, so it is finally his turn. My master also said that people! You have to live long! Those geniuses can outlive them!"

"Senior Zheng and you are both geniuses."

"We?" Liu Yulin smiled and shook his head, "We are not."

"You are already a Yuanying at such a young age, what else can you be if not a genius? You make all the cultivators in the world ashamed when you say that!"

Chen Mo thought that the other party was a little too modest at first, but the next words made him realize that he had indeed misunderstood!

"Genius? Really not, if you have endless pills and magic weapons, and there are all kinds of monsters and puppets to protect you on the road of growth, and you can even buy the true meaning of breaking through the golden elixir, can you achieve the Yuanying realm in this case?"

Chen Mo was stunned at first, thinking that the other party was playing him!

But if you think about it, isn't that the case?

In the world of cultivation where resources are the most important, one of the secret councilors of Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion can't even produce a Nascent Soul? Isn't that too much of a disdain for their status!

"That's also enviable."

Liu Yulin shook his head: "Envy? What's there to envy? It's harder to get a fourth-level elixir than to ascend to heaven, and cultivators like us who have taken drugs to get to the top are already weak, so Nascent Soul is our limit. But you, Fellow Daoist Chen, have reached the fourth level of Golden Core at such a young age through your hard work, you have a promising future!"

"..."

Chen Mo was a little speechless, he wanted to say that he was the same.

However, these are not convenient to say, he does not have the backing of Tianbao Zhenlong Pavilion, so it is impossible for him to easily reveal his bottom line.

"Senior Ni said, you want to buy a golden armor puppet?" Liu Yulin asked.

"Yes!"

After a brief greeting, the two began to get back to business.

"How many do you need?"

"How many do you have, Friend Liu?"

Liu Yulin smiled slightly: "As long as you want to buy, I have as many as you want."

"Really?"

"It's very simple. If ten are not enough, I will transfer ten or twenty from the pavilion. If it is still not enough, I will transfer one hundred or two hundred from other states. It depends on whether you can afford the price."

After these words came out, Chen Mo smiled bitterly in his heart.

He thought that he was already arrogant enough with his spiritual plant talent, but he didn't expect to open his eyes today!

What is the foundation?

What is the confidence?

What is wealth?

"Then I want five."