Immortal Space

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed. During this half month, Wang Hong made some arrangements for the affairs of Qingxu City.

Zhao Ning manages the alchemy store, and the two quasi-alchemists, the Ma brothers, are also assigned to Zhao Ning.

Skinny Monkey manages the Lingjiu Pavilion and is responsible for the daily operation. In addition, the yard they rented has been converted into a winemaking workshop.

Some monks and mortals were recruited to brew a large amount of spirit wine. These people were only responsible for brewing middle-grade spirit rice wine.

This kind of spiritual wine has sufficient raw materials, simple process, and there is no problem of technology leakage.

As for the low-grade spirit wine, Wang Hong has always bought some mortal spirits, soaked some spirit medicine, and stored it in space for a hundred years. Apart from the time cost, it can be said to be a huge profit.

The production of the first-class high-quality Baiguoling wine is not large, and the recipe is a secret, so all the preparations are made by the subordinate soldiers.

All these matters related to the spirit wine were handed over to the thin monkey.

Xu Lun is in charge of logistics, including the management of various materials, as well as various expenses, distribution and exchange of contribution points, etc.

Luo Zhongjie succeeded Zhang Chunfeng and led the soldiers in daily drills and soldier management.

Now that there is no threat from the Lin family, he will lead a small team out of the city to hunt once a month.

He Yuanxiu was the highest and had a wide network of contacts in Qingxu City. He devoted himself to training, so Wang Hong didn't arrange an actual position for him. He only took the lead when he had conflicts with other people or forces.

After making arrangements, Wang Hongcai took Zhang Chunfeng to bid farewell to everyone.

Wang Hong asked Zhang Chunfeng to report to Qingxuzong first, while he came to Taihaozong's place.

Dozens of people have gathered under Taihaozong's light curtain, waiting.

When Wang Hong approached, a monk in white with a horse face stopped him.

"Please show the token."

"Fellow Daoist, I'm here to inquire about someone, please make it easier for me."

Wang Hong took a step closer and handed over a wooden box at the same time.

The horse-faced monk took the wooden box, and quietly glanced at the wooden box, which contained five middle-grade Qi Gathering Pills.

The horse-faced monk looked relieved, and said, "What's the matter with you? However, if it is related to sect secrecy, please forgive me for not having anything to say."

"Thank you, fellow daoist, I have no malicious intentions. I have a brother who joined the Taihao School a few years ago, but there has been no news for a few years. As an elder brother, I am very worried, so I specifically asked about it."

Wang Hong said truthfully, there is no need to hide this kind of thing. In the future, he will often contact Wang Yi, and he will definitely be found out.

"What is your brother's name?"

"Wang Yi."

As soon as these words came out, the horse-faced monk took a deep breath. Of course he knew Wang Yi's name.

There is only one monk named Wang Yi in the sect, the only Tianlinggen monk in the entire sect.

I heard that Wang Yi's cultivation speed is extremely fast, and he has already reached the tenth level of Qi training. He can advance to the foundation building at any time and become the youngest foundation building monk of Tai Haozong, or even the entire cultivation world. Foundation building.

A cultivator of Tianlinggen can directly practice to the golden core stage without any bottleneck in the middle.

Others fight to the death for the Foundation Establishment Pill, but they may not be able to succeed in Foundation Establishment, and they don't need the Foundation Establishment Pill at all to be able to successfully build the Foundation.

Under the light curtain of the Taihao Sect, a Foundation Establishment cultivator who was sitting cross-legged and resting his mind with his eyes closed quietly opened his eyes, and secretly locked on to Wang Hong with his spiritual sense.

It is not too much to be cautious about a genius in the sect.

"Are you really his brother?"

"It's true!"

The horse-faced monk looked over carefully. Although he was not familiar with Wang Yi, he had met Wang Yi a few times because they were in the same sect.

It was found that the faces of the two were somewhat similar, but their temperaments were very different. Wang Yi looked handsome and handsome, like a banished fairy.

But the person in front of him seemed very ordinary, the kind who couldn't be found when thrown in the crowd.

However, some basic information about Wang Yi is not a secret, even if it is fake.

"Wang Yi is a genius monk of my Taihao Sect. He has already cultivated to the state of great perfection in Qi training. He is highly regarded by the sect. He is currently accepted as a disciple by a Jindan elder of the sect."

After speaking so far, the horse-faced monk stopped and refused to say any more.

After many years, Wang Hong finally heard the news of Wang Yi, although he had expected that Wang Yi should be doing well.

But at this time, Wang Hong still couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart. He savored carefully and repeatedly chewed every word that the horse-faced monk said.

A few words that seem simple to outsiders are more beautiful to his ears than the most beautiful music in the world.

With a trembling hand, Wang Hong took out a jade slip and handed it to the horse-faced monk. At the same time, he handed over an exquisitely crafted jade bottle.

"I have a letter from home here, and I hope fellow daoists can bring it to me. This bottle of spirit wine will be used as a reward for fellow daoists."

The horse-faced monk took the jade slip and the wine bottle. There was a very simple prohibition seal on the jade slip. Once it was opened, it could not be recovered. It was a very practical little spell.

He opened the cork of the wine bottle and took a sip. It turned out to be a first-grade top-grade spirit wine.

This unremarkable cultivator is generous in his moves, and the value is not too high, but they are all good things that may not be bought even if there are spirit stones.

"Fellow Daoist, you are welcome. Wang Yi and I have the same family friendship. Sending a letter is just a piece of cake. Why do you need to pay for it? Don't worry, I will definitely bring it for you."

The horse-faced monk spoke politely, but moved his hands honestly. He quickly put the jade slip and the wine bottle into the storage bag.

In fact, after Wang Hong made known his relationship, even if he didn't pay him, he was happy to do this small favor.

As long as there is no conflict of interest, everyone is willing to befriend a future Jindan monk.

Even if you can't make friends because of this, it's not bad to get acquainted.

After Wang Hong sent out the jade slips, he calmed down his agitated emotions and walked towards the light curtain of Qing Xuzong.

At this time, under the light curtain of Qing Xuzong, more than 80 people had gathered, divided into two areas, and stood in two large groups.

The two monks who had handed in the task last time were also there, and there were also a few more monks in Qingxu sect Taoist robes.

After checking Wang Hong's token, a monk ordered him to wait in an area with few people.

Before Wang Hong approached, he saw that Zhang Chunfeng was also in the group and greeted him from a distance.

He guessed that this group of people should be official disciples, and another area with a large number of people should be registered disciples.

Wang Hong and Zhang Chunfeng stood together, chatting without saying a word.

During this time, people arrived one after another, and the crowd waited for a long time, so they gathered in groups of three and five.

Only a very small number of monks sat alone in a corner, meditating with their eyes closed.

Among them, the few monks gathered the most people, surrounded by the stars.

Male cultivators are sought after by others, usually because they have a better family background or outstanding aptitude.

As for a female cultivator, all she needs to be attractive is to be sought after by others. In this regard, immortal cultivators are no different from ordinary mortals, or even wild beasts in the mountains. Perhaps, this is the primitive instinct of all creatures.

Wang Hongrao looked at the surrounding crowd with interest.

The behavior of those surrounded by male monks and those surrounded by beautiful female cultivators is different.

The people around the male cultivator are mainly flattering and flattering, hoping to get help or care in the future.

Most of the people surrounding the female nun are young monks, who mainly focus on self-expression to attract the female nun's attention.

Each of them may look brave and mighty, or handsome, or show off their literary talent.

At this time, there was a monk with a pockmarked face, who seemed to have just told a joke, which made him laugh, and he laughed so hard.

The people around looked at him with dumbfounded smiles.

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet for an instant, and even the pockmarked face that had been laughing unceasingly just now stopped his performance in an instant.

Everyone turned their heads and looked in one direction.