I am a Corpse Collector in the World of Immortal Cultivation

Walking on the street, Chen Shen found that there were far fewer people passing by on the street than before.

"Why is the door closed?" He came to Zuixian Tower, wanting to buy some good wine and food to take back, but found the door was closed.

"Brother, why is the Zuixian Tower closed? Didn't it still open well yesterday?" He asked the owner of the shop next to the restaurant.

"It's closed. Many family forces in the city have moved to other cities, and there are fewer customers. The store feels that Anwang City is not peaceful, so they sold the restaurant."

The boss said something simply.

Chen Shen nodded, had no choice but to turn around and leave, and went to the second best restaurant in the city, not the second best in taste, but the second best in name.

Along the way, many shops were closed.

"Those were originally owned by the royal family. The whole family moved away a few days ago, and these shops are no longer there."

After asking passers-by, I found out that all the closed businesses are family businesses, and they are monk families.

These monks have a keen sense of smell, or in other words, a strong sense of crisis. Even if Prince An's Mansion is robbed in the future, they will not resist or cause trouble, and they are not willing to gamble.

If you relocate as soon as possible, you can stay out of it.

Chen Shen shook his head lightly, and went to the second best restaurant. Fortunately, this restaurant was not closed. Now that Zuixianlou is not there, it is already the only restaurant. It can be called the number one restaurant in Anwang City.

He bought some food and wine, and walked towards No. 13 Street.

Back in the courtyard, Mu Xiaojin was standing at the door to greet her.

"Junior brother is back." She hurriedly stepped forward to hold Chen Shen's arm and said with a smile.

During this period of time, everyone in Prince An's Mansion is in danger, and she also understands that if Prince An's Mansion is not peaceful, the peaceful days in the past may not last long, so she especially cherishes the present.

Walk into the courtyard.

"Now Daxia is cutting down the feudal clan, junior brother, as Ziyuan Luck Master, will you be in danger?" Mu Xiaojin said again, with a sad expression on his face.

She has also heard about the fate of the disbanded Luck Master from Zhou Palace. Chen Shen is the Ziyuan Luck Master.

"Don't worry, it's not as simple as the secular world to cut down feudal clans. You can catch one today and demote another tomorrow. If you are in a hurry, the kings are not vegetarians. Cutting down feudal clans will take a long time.

And these times are opportunities for us to accumulate strength. "

Although Chen Shen had a sense of urgency, he was not in a hurry.

Moreover, if a certain prince turns against him, Wen Guang's attention will be shifted, and the time span will be greater.

Wenguang calendar one hundred and sixty-three years.

Great Xia was peaceful, and it didn't seem to be affected by King Zhou being abolished.

But how many treacherous winds and clouds are there, who knows, whether the major palaces are sitting and waiting to die, just asking Wen Guang not to kill them all, or are they making various preparations.

"It took five years to finally break through to the late stage of the ninth level of God Transformation." Chen Shen stood in the courtyard garden and said to himself.

The higher the realm, the longer it will take. Even if he is unparalleled in talent, he will not be able to break through the realm quickly.

Then, he walked out of the courtyard and went to Ziyuan to discuss the Tao.

"It's getting colder and colder. The rest are either tyrannical families that are too deeply rooted and reluctant to leave, or they are not strong enough to survive in other places."

On the way, looking at the increasingly rare people on the street, Chen Shen murmured.

When they came to the garden, the faces of all the luck masters were not as comfortable as before, and their faces were full of worry.

Only Zihe Grandmaster and above can remain calm.

Because of Zhou Wang's luck master, the imperial mausoleum only took away people above Master Zihe.

Not long after, the discussion began.

"In the past, I worked hard to study Shanheshu just because I wanted to show my style, win the first place, and obtain resources. Now I have won the first place, but I don't feel happy."

It was a Baiyan Grandmaster who won the first prize of Baiyan Luck Master for the first time, but he was not very happy.

"Just be content with it. Look at Xiao Li, who is still hovering under the quasi-grandmaster. Every time he discusses Dao, he is at the bottom. See how happy he is."

While the White Goose Luck Masters were discussing, the Green Sparrow Masters began to discuss.

Chi!

A cloud of lucky purple energy was captured and put into the Lun Taoist Hall, and then, a light curtain arose.

"Let's get started!" Chen Shen said loudly while sitting cross-legged on top of the Lun Dojo.

Zihe didn't discuss the road competition, he was one of the Zihe masters who came to preside over the competition.

"When I first came here, I was just a little Baiyan luck master, but now, I have become a high-ranking host."

Chen Shen sighed, but fortunately, he won the title of King of Green Sparrow.

The discussion below has begun.

After more than half an hour.

"Zhang Ping is amazing. Back then we entered the Purple Garden together, and now he has won the top three Green Sparrow Masters, while I am still Bai Yan!" a Bai Yan Qi Luck Master sighed.

In the same batch back then, only a few were promoted to Green Birds, and the rest were still settled among the Baiyan Luck Masters.

"It's amazing. Did you see Master Zihe sitting cross-legged on top of his head? They are also from the same group."

"." That Master Baiyan.

"." Zhang Ping.

This made them all feel humiliated.

"Chen Shen."

The trio of Xu Wenjing and Song Yucheng stood among a group of white geese luck masters, inconspicuous.

They looked at the figure in the sky with complex expressions.

At that time, through the operation of the family, they entered the Ziyuan because they wanted to obtain a place in the tomb and exchange benefits for the family.

But after so many years, the profits have not been paid back.

If they were given time, they would definitely be able to make money. It is a pity that Wenguang cut down the feudal clan, and no one cares about the tomb. I am afraid that it will be difficult to have a chance in the future.

And the people who were regarded as inferior to me at the beginning, made a lot of money, and they were about to bleed. It was still the honorable Master Zihe, who turned into a god to follow, and presided over the discussion for their fellow group of people.

Wenguang calendar one hundred and sixty-five years.

Daxia was calm, and Emperor Wenguang still didn't make any further moves.

"It's a bit short, and in another year, we will be able to break through to perfection."

In the courtyard, Chen Shen estimated his cultivation.

"To be promoted to Master Zihe, you don't need to hide your talent anymore, you should continue to study."

"Junior Brother, Ziyuan can already foresee the future, why waste time on Zijin Mountain and River Technique?" Mu Xiaojin wondered.

"Luck is a mystery, it's not needed now, maybe it will be useful one day in the future, and, if Prince An's Mansion is really robbed, if I am promoted to Zihe Grandmaster, I can survive the catastrophe safely, and maybe I will be selected to go to the imperial mausoleum. "

Chen Shen explained.

A year later, the weather was calm, and his cultivation base broke through to the perfection of transformation.

"Zhenzun, it's not far away!" Chen Shen was majestic and heroic, with a terrifying light flashing in his eyes.

purple garden.

The usual discussion continued. This time, Chen Shen participated in Zihe's discussion, which was presided over by Master Jinlin himself.

Chi!

Tianzun Li Wu assisted Jinlin to set up a dojo for a group of Zihe masters.

"Old Zhao, you and your student are at the bottom of Zihe Zhongzhong. In this discussion, I don't know if your student will surpass you." Master Zihe joked.

Zhao Decai's face was calm, and he didn't feel lost: "The blue is better than the blue, and the master is the teacher. What's wrong with that?"

However, when the results came out and Old Zhao was really at the bottom, Master Zihe, who was always good at teaching apprentices, turned slightly dark.

It has only been a few years since Chen Shen was promoted to Zihe, and even his teacher has surpassed him, so he feels a bit uncomfortable with his old face.

"Congratulations to Lao Zhao, the student has graduated!" Someone congratulated him, and Lao Zhao's face became even darker.

"stop!"

Just as all the luck masters were about to leave, the Jinlin master above suddenly changed his face and shouted in a deep voice.

Everyone turned around, not knowing what was going on.

"You stole luck!" Master Jinlin stopped a young man and frowned.

The young man's complexion changed drastically, he was extremely pale, his body was trembling, and he was frightened out of his wits on the spot, showing off his feet.

"Master, please forgive me." He begged on his knees:

"Most of the luck masters in the King Zhou's Mansion were intercepted and killed after King Zhou was robbed. With my talent and strength, it is impossible to enter the imperial mausoleum. I can only practice with the help of luck. I only hope that on the day when the purple garden disappears, I can have some strength to let myself go." Save."

"You violated a taboo!" Master Jinlin said indifferently, unmoved.

"Master, please forgive me. I will never do it again. Give me a chance." The young man hugged Master Jinlin's thigh and kowtowed for mercy.

"It's a big taboo for luck masters to use luck to practice. I can't help you if you committed a capital crime."

"Forgive me, forgive me!"

"Emperor Wenguang destroyed the Zhou Palace, and the imperial mausoleum dismissed the luck masters. I didn't care about their lives. I can only do this. They are all working for the Great Xia. Why can't our lower-level luck masters not be sheltered? It's not fair. , It's not fair at all!"

At the end of the youth's speech, he almost roared out.

But no one spoke up for him, Li Wu didn't say a word, and bringing him into the palace would be death.

"That's Xiao Li from our Baiyan Luck Master. We often joked that he was the last one. We thought he was used to it over the years, but I didn't think about it. In the end, he went to extremes."

"Hey, I've seen him very optimistic in the past few years, and he often puts on a smile. It turned out that he was secretly practicing with the help of luck. Let me tell you, why did his cultivation base enter the realm so quickly."

Looking at Xiao Li who was struggling to be taken away by Tianzun, everyone didn't gloat, but felt sad.

"It's sad, it's a pity." The Golden Scale Master, who had been unmoved until now, sighed.

And speaking of it, the other party was still aware of it.

If you don't point it out, will Xiao Li escape?

Will not.

"Don't learn from Xiao Li. Luck masters use luck to cultivate. It's a taboo and a death penalty. If I don't investigate, people from the imperial mausoleum will find out later. I'm afraid it will lead to the destruction of the whole family."

Master Jinlin looked at the luck masters, gave a warning, and disappeared in place.

"But us low-level luck masters, in the future, I'm afraid we will die anyway." Someone murmured softly.

"Oh." Chen Shen sighed and shook his head slightly.

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