From raising corpses to creating a Zuodao Immortal

Chapter 388 Updating...

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The next day.

It was just dawn.

Everyone was gathered together by the steward, crossed the wooden houses, passed through a stone arch and reached the realm of the immortal cultivators.

Different from the place where mortal servants live, the land of immortal cultivators is full of prosperity and excitement at a glance.

There are swordsmen who practice swordsmanship and flying with swords.

Carefree and at ease.

There are those who control the beasts, riding and guarding them.

Extremely powerful.

However, as handymen, they could only look at the open space on the edge from a distance and feel envious.

A stone door.

Two worlds.

Yifan.

One immortal.

It's really touching.

"It's OK, but don't go any further." The steward warned, as if this was something fatal.

Hear this.

No one dared to take a step forward.

soon.

Several cultivators came strolling over.

Five men and one woman.

His temperament is otherworldly. Compared with ordinary people, he is simply an immortal from heaven.

"More than half of the people on the road to ascending to immortality should stand up... Don't stand around. If you are found out, be careful about your own life." The middle-aged monk at the head stood with his hands behind his hands and glanced indifferently at the more than 300 people present.

Wen Jiu did not hesitate and chose to stand out.

Chen Qing saw this and quickly followed.

Soon, hundreds of people walked out one after another.

The middle-aged monk said to the steward, "Take the others away. You can't even reach half of the road to immortality. It shows how fragile your heart is. Not to mention that by the time you earn the spiritual stone, I'm afraid it won't even last a year or two." Not even ”

The steward nodded.

He quickly took away the two hundred people.

Wen Jiu watched this scene quietly. Although he didn't know what the handyman needed to do, the meaning of these words was probably not simple. Is it true, as the purple-robed immortal said, that it takes ten years to earn one spiritual stone?

Seeing Wen Jiu deep in thought, Chen Qing on the side explained in a low voice: "Brother Wen, there are three, six, and nine levels of handymen. The farther you go on the road to immortality, the more difficult the work you do, and the more you earn... …Brother Wen, you are only one step away from reaching the top, I think you will definitely get a good job to make money.”

The harder it is, the more money you make?

He is not afraid of hardships.

I'm just afraid of not making money.

I'm afraid it really takes ten years to earn a spiritual stone.

With the golden finger of living like a year, as long as he is given a chance to make money, he can take the opportunity to climb up.

Before Wen Jiu could speak, the middle-aged monk took out a piece of paper and said, "Whoever heard your name, follow me."

"Wen Jiu, Chen Qing, Li Nian..."

The middle-aged monk read the names of ten people in succession.

Chen Qing, who was next to Wen Jiu, saw that his name was the same as Wen Jiu's, and a smile couldn't help but bloom on his face.

Being with Wen Jiu proves to be a good job to make money!

And if they stay together with Wen Jiu more, the relationship between the two will grow day by day. After all, among the people who stay on the Immortal Island, Wen Jiu has gone the furthest on the road to immortality, and is the most likely to become an immortal cultivator in the future.

"Brother Wen, let's go!"

Chen Qing quickly kept up with the middle-aged monk.

Wen Jiu looked around and followed.

He naturally saw Chen Qing's intention. After all, it is human nature to stick together in difficult situations.

Chen Qing was willing to give up his position as prince to seek immortality.

He is also a ruthless person.

Such a person is worth paying attention to.

But those in higher positions have many thoughts and are not suitable for deep friendship.

This is what he has learned from traveling in the Hidden Dragon Continent for more than twenty years, because the thinking of the superior is always weighing interests.

Want him to be a real friend with you?

To make him cry like Li Er before leaving?

impossible.

…

After a while.

Wen Jiushi followed the middle-aged monk all the way across the mountain stream and path.

During this period, the middle-aged monk specifically nodded at Wen Jiu, "I heard that you were on your way to immortality. You didn't even stop for a step and almost reached the top?"

Wen Jiu nodded.

"It's a pity... Such a firm heart towards the Tao is not affected by illusions at all. If you have spiritual roots, you will have unlimited future." The middle-aged monk sighed with regret, "But you shouldn't stay."

"Master Immortal, how do you say this?" Wen Jiu asked.

The middle-aged monk who heard the cry of Immortal Master felt happy and explained with a smile: "As long as you have the skills, you can use the spirit stones to step into Qi training... but that is the limit of those without spiritual roots. If you want to go further, , the required spiritual stones will increase exponentially, but the lifespan of mortals cannot last long. Therefore, among the nearly 100,000 mortal servants on Feiyu Island for a hundred years, only three people have reached the second or third level of Qi training."

"Thank you, Master Immortal, for reminding me, but I still want to give it a try. If I can't cultivate immortality in this life, I think I won't be able to rest in peace."

Wen Jiu thanked him.

The middle-aged monk shook his head and laughed, "No wonder you are just one step away from reaching the top. You have a firm heart towards the Tao... I hope your Taoism will not be dulled by the years of working as a handyman."

The words fall.

The middle-aged monk reminded again.

"Also, don't call me Immortal Master in front of others. Just call me Deacon Li. I'm just an Immortal Cultivator. I'm only at the third level of Qi training. I don't deserve the title of Immortal Master."

"Understood, Immortal Master!" Wen Jiu responded.

The middle-aged monk shook his head and laughed.

No more words.

Because of the word "immortal master".

He likes to hear it!

soon.

Ten people were taken to a fishing port.

The fishing port is quite large, with hundreds of sailboats of various sizes docked on both sides, making it quite spectacular.

Without waiting for Wen Jiu and others to take a second look, Deacon Li took the ten people outside a bloody and fishy shed, and gave them a knife.

A bright fish-killing knife.

Deacon Li said, "Your task is to break down the spiritual fish in the greenhouse. If you break down one fish, you can get a reward of ten taels. If you kill 10,000 fish, you can get a hundred thousand taels, which can be exchanged for a low-grade spiritual stone. Ordinary The price of the introductory qi training technique is exactly the same as a low-grade spiritual stone.”

After finishing his sentence, Deacon Li added, "The average handyman can decompose five spiritual fish in one day, which is fifty taels."

Wen Jiu's face froze when he heard this.

Fifty taels a day.

It’s only one thousand five hundred taels a month.

Less than twenty thousand taels a year.

One hundred thousand taels, it takes at least five years.

It doesn't take ten years to earn a low-grade spiritual stone, which is good news.

Time or something.

He doesn't care.

Because the moment you have the intention to ask, you are already prepared.

Don’t seek quick results.

But seek stability.

Five years is five years.

You can only earn spiritual stones.

The road to immortality is long, and he does not seize the day.

Moreover, he has a golden finger that can help him. He can use it once every seven days, which may not even take five years.

"Thank you, Immortal Master!" Wen Jiu cupped his fists and bowed to Deacon Li. After all, this opportunity to make money was given by him.

When Chen Qing saw this, he quickly followed suit.

Five years.

As long as it’s not ten years!

Deacon Li nodded, glanced at the other people who were still looking sad, and nodded with satisfaction, "You have a good heart, but remember to be careful. Although decomposing spirit fish is profitable, it is also life-threatening. After all, spirit fish are aliens, and they have many The parts are poisonous. Those poisons are not a big deal to immortal cultivators, but they are fatal to mortals. "

"Thank you, Immortal Master, for reminding me." Wen Jiu thanked him again and asked, "Excuse me, Immortal Master, what should I pay attention to?"

When he meets a kind-hearted immortal cultivator who is willing to tell him something, Wen Jiu will naturally not let go of the opportunity.

Ask more.

It's always true.

Deacon Li responded, "Just don't rush things and stay vigilant at all times. Other than that, practice makes perfect."

"Thank you, Immortal Master."

Wen Jiu thanked him again.

soon.

Deacon Li leaves.

Wen Jiu and his party were brought into the greenhouse, and what they saw were huge blood-stained stone platforms one after another.

On many stone platforms, there are spiritual fish at least twice the size of humans, with different shapes.

But one thing is the same.

That is, whether it is a dead spirit fish or a living spirit fish, it puts an extremely strong pressure on Wen Jiu. This pressure spreads along the air, making the scalp numb and the spine chilly.

After Wen Jiu and his party walked into it, many fish killers raised their heads and glanced at Wen Jiu and his party.

Their eyes are numb.

It's also bleak.

It seems like a prisoner who has been imprisoned in a cage for many years, rather than a person seeking immortality who stays on the fairy island to look for some magic.

Wen Jiu finally understood why Deacon Li hoped that his Taoist heart would not be worn away by the years of working as a handyman.

An immortal cultivator guard said, "Come closer, I will only demonstrate it once. It's up to you whether you can learn it or not."

The words fall.

The guard picked up a knife.

He grabbed a 1,000-kilogram dead fish with one hand and dragged it to the stone platform. He raised the knife and decomposed the fish head first, but when he decapitated it, the knife struck the fish bone, giving Wen Jiu a kind of Just like hitting steel.

Dang Dang Dang sound.

No.

It feels harder than steel.

After all, this immortal cultivator guard can drag a thousand-jin spiritual fish at will, and it should be easy to chop steel.

But he still used seven or eight knives to chop the fish bones.

"Remove the gills from the fish head, and then remove the brain. The brain of the spiritual fish is a great tonic. Eating it can make up for the loss of the immortal's spiritual consciousness." As he said that, the guard laid the fish head horizontally, and then submerged the tip of the knife three-thirds of the way into the fish head.

Swish——

Cut the whole fish head open with a knife, take out the white gelatinous fish brain, and put it into the wooden barrel next to the stone platform.

"After the fish brain is taken out, the body will be decomposed. Be careful not to let the fish bones prick your hands, because the fish bones contain poison. For immortal cultivators, they are harmless, but for you, they are directly fatal!"

The guard continued to raise the knife and start cutting the fish body.

A quarter of an hour.

A spirit fish is completely decomposed.

The fish bones, fish meat, fish skin, etc. were all placed in their own containers. After the completion, the guard immediately used a cleaning yellow talisman to remove all the fish blood, fishy smell, etc. contaminated by himself. He did not want to be contaminated for a moment. This smelly smell.

"Okay, just get busy on your own. How much you can break down in a day depends on your own ability."

After leaving a word, the guard quickly left the shed with a look of disgust.

Wen Jiu immediately stepped forward and imitated others.

But the speed is much slower than the guard.

Just using a knife to break open the fish head is a difficult task. Problems such as insufficient strength and insufficient speed come one after another.

In the end, he worked very hard and carefully avoided the fish bones, and it took two hours to decompose a spiritual fish.

Chen Qing encountered the same problem as Wen Jiu.

They also lacked strength and speed. Even cutting a fish bone took a long time, and their hands were numb from the shock.

Not to mention breaking it down into four or five points.

One down.

The person is already weak from exhaustion.

"Brother Wen, this... let alone four or five a day, I'm afraid I'll be thankful if I can break two a day." As the prince, although he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, he has only practiced superficially.

It is too difficult for him to do this kind of physical work for a long time.

During this period, he was almost stabbed by fish bones at least eight or ten times, which scared Chen Qing so much that he broke out in cold sweat.

Wen Jiu responded, "If you have achieved something in martial arts, it should be much easier to do this job."

While speaking.

Only one of the ten people laughed triumphantly.

"This job is tailor-made for me! When I become proficient, I can break at least ten a day."

The one who laughed was Ye Kui, one of the martial arts masters of Liang State.

He was also the only martial arts master among the ten people.

Wen Jiu had seen him once.

But this person was a murderer by nature, and he liked to cling to the powerful and oppress the people, so Wen Jiu disdained to associate with him.

As soon as Ye Kui said this, everyone looked at him with envy.

If I had known this earlier.

I should have practiced martial arts in Canglong Continent.

"Brother Wen, do you think it's too late for me to practice martial arts now?" Chen Qing said bitterly.

Wen Jiu responded, "It's never too late."

"Then I'll start practicing martial arts when I go back tonight!" Chen Qing asked again, "Brother Wen, do you know martial arts?"

"No."

Wen Jiu shook his head.

Then he fell into deep thought.

At present, he can't practice martial arts and can't afford the skills. It seems that he can start with martial arts and strengthen his strength first. If he can reach the level of Ye Kui, the martial arts master, he can decompose ten spirit fish a day at least, and then the speed of making money can be much faster.

The most important thing is that with a skill, he will not be helpless and helpless when danger comes.

Be prepared for danger in times of peace.

Only in this way can he last long.

It seems that I have to get some martial arts secrets first. I think that in the world of immortal cultivation, martial arts secrets hidden as treasures in Canglong Continent should not be rare.

After putting away his thoughts, Wen Jiu added the decomposition of spirit fish to the event of living a year, and ignored Chen Qing.

[Current event of living a year - decomposition of spirit fish, you will gain one year of experience, strength and other aspects by decomposing a spirit fish for one day. 】

When he cut again.

After a moment, Wen Jiu felt that his strength and skillfulness increased a lot, and his fatigue was also reduced a lot.

And this growth is still continuous.

When the second spirit fish was decomposed, it was much faster than before in terms of speed, saving at least half an hour. Although still very tired, Wen Jiu felt that his strength increased a lot.

Before, the knife was heavy, but now it was much lighter.

In order not to waste the time of living a year, Wen Jiu just rested for a while and continued to carry the knife.

In the eyes of outsiders, Wen Jiu was too hard.

"Brother Wen, you should take a break before you start again." Chen Qing, who sat down to rest after decomposing the second line halfway, quickly reminded him.

Wen Jiu responded, "If you rest for a moment longer, the time to earn spirit stones will be delayed by a moment. In a year, I don't know how long it will be delayed."

This is not a random statement.

Even if he didn't have the golden finger that made him feel like he was living a year, he would do the same.

All for the sake of cultivating immortals as soon as possible!

Chen Qing was speechless and stopped resting. He immediately stood up and continued, "Brother Wen, you are right!"

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