Shuttle between Two Worlds: Establishing Ancestral Family from the World of Nine Uncles

The three Miao people in black seemed to be quite powerful, and Ji Ping felt a palpitation in his heart while walking.

"Boy, waiter, I'll open three rooms, and I'll bring you good wine and food." The Miao boy shouted and threw out a piece of silver.

Li Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, he put the money away, and said with a smile: "Three guests, please sit down for a while. The younger one will let the chef prepare it."

Ji Ping was eating and drinking by himself. He did not continue to pay attention to the three Miao people, but looked at the door from time to time. After about a few minutes, a sloppy Taoist walked away with a wine gourd in his hand.

When I came in, I happened to be blocking the main door.

"Wine, wine, give me some wine..." The old Taoist priest's rogue behavior made Li Xiaoyao furious.

"You sloppy Taoist, why are you blocking the door of my house? If you don't leave quickly, it will affect my business!" Li Xiaoyao stepped forward and wanted to push the old Taoist, but he tried his best but couldn't push it at all!

"Wine, give the old Taoist a pot of wine, and I will teach you peerless swordsmanship. Hurry, hurry up..." the old Taoist shouted dizzy and urged.

Li Xiaoyao spat and wanted to greet the guests and deal with the old Taoist priest later.

When Ji Ping saw this, he immediately stood up, picked up the osmanthus wine on the table, walked to the door, and handed it to the old Taoist priest: "Here's the wine for you, please hurry up and don't hinder other people's business."

Ji Ping tried to keep his tone as normal as possible.

Gulu gulu...

The old Taoist drank it down in one gulp and tutted: "Osmanthus wine mixed with water is so unpalatable. Forget it, I keep my word, old Taoist. Whoever gives me wine to drink, I will teach him swordsmanship. Boy, three nights tonight

We will visit the Temple of Poshan even ten miles away, and we will not wait until the time comes."

After saying that, the old Taoist priest stood up with difficulty and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Ji Ping smiled when he saw this, Jiujianxian, haha, finally let him wait.

"No, it seems that the old Taoist priest will show up tomorrow night. I don't know where he went tonight." Ji Ping thought. He remembered that in the game, Li Xiaoyao would go to Xianling Island today, looking for Zhao Ling'er to get the elixir to save his aunt, until

It was only the next night that I remembered the appointment at the mountain temple.

But Ji Ping is not prepared to wait until tomorrow. What if the plot is different from the game?

After the settlement, Ji Ping left with his sword in hand and settled in the mountain temple, fighting monsters while waiting for the old Taoist priest to arrive.

The third watch came soon, and the old Taoist priest did not show up.

Ji Ping thought that he had to follow the original plot, so he went back to the inn to rest for a night and prepare to continue tomorrow.

But when he returned to the Fairy Sword Inn, he found that everything was as usual, the three Miao people were still drinking and eating, and Li Xiaoyao's aunt did not fall ill.

"Is it because I haven't started the story of Fairy Island yet?" Thinking of this, Ji Ping was speechless. This ghost copy is really stingy.

That's what I thought. Ji Ping was a little tired after practicing for two days and was ready to leave first. As for when to open Fairy Island, it depends on his mood.

After leaving the dungeon, the outside world had only passed half a day, and it was exactly midnight.

This time I gained 600 strange energy, 240 cultivation points, 220 merit points, and more than three taels of silver, which was much more than the last three days.

Ji Ping hurriedly opened the ancestral court, spent his strange energy and merit, and planted an entire acre of spiritual land!

Name: Ji Ping

Lifespan:22/34(63/100)

Qualification:Fan(30/100)

Realm: Ordinary (443/1000)

Kung Fu: Huang Di Nei Jing (Fan)

Accumulated merit:1653

Merit:1543

Strange aura:40

Ancestral Court Function: Blue Star (permanent copy), Shilipo (archive copy)

Lingtian: one acre, 80 Linggu plants (4/10 days), 2 Lingzhi plants (2/20 days)

Weird Ranch: None

Ancestral Court Advancement: Small Achievements (1653/10000)

[When the cumulative merit reaches 10,000, the Humanity Pavilion can be opened]

[When the accumulated merit reaches 1000, do you want to evolve the copy of Fairy Island? It consumes 1000 merit, and the difficulty and reward are increased by 50%]

After consuming 46 merits to exchange for seeds and 460 points of strange energy, an acre of spiritual field was finally covered with spiritual grain plants. Then, he spent another 100 points of strange energy to ripen the crops and let them grow at a rate of

Consistent.

Ji Ping lay on the bed satisfied, but there was still no movement in the strange ranch, which made him a little unhappy.

Early the next morning, Ji Weili and three clan elders hurried over and delivered the money from yesterday's grain sale to Ji Ping.

"I received about 80% of it, and let them continue to write IOUs for the rest." Ji Weili smiled, "There are gold and silver, and there are some miscellaneous things. I selected a few items from them and brought them to the clan leader."

As he spoke, Ji Weili took out a small bronze cauldron and said, "Hey, clan leader, this is a good thing. I can tell it is from the Shang and Zhou dynasties. It should be worth a lot of money."

Bronze? Ji Ping shook his head. This thing was valuable, but how could he get rid of it? It would be okay if it were jade and ceramics, because this thing is too sensitive.

"Give me the gold and use the rest as village expenses," Ji Ping said.

"This is too much, there are dozens of taels of silver." Ji Weili said.

Ji Ping smiled and said: "The three clan elders also contributed a lot last time. I'm afraid the family is already in a tight situation, so you should use it to make a living first."

Seeing Ji Ping's magnanimity, the three clan elders smiled happily. This clan leader was indeed different and would not compete with them for petty profits.

There was not much gold, only five taels, which Ji Ping felt was barely acceptable. Including the 935 taels from last time, he had already accumulated 940 taels.

Next, Ji Ping asked the tribesmen to continue transporting rice, but this time the transport was filled with sand, and only the outside was covered with a thin layer of rice.

Sure enough, as the Ji family members transported rice one after another, the grain merchants in Ping'an Town and even several nearby towns could no longer sit still and began to cut prices one after another!

50 copper yuan, 40 copper yuan, 30 copper yuan, and it returned to the level of 10 copper yuan in just two days!

At this time, many people began to react and stopped buying rice, because before the disaster, a pound of rice only cost 2 or 3 copper dollars.

Many grain merchants lost their money because of Ji Ping's little tricks. As for when the real rescue will arrive, no one cares anymore. At least the rice grain released by Ji Ping and the merchants is enough to support them for a month or two.

The reputation of Jijia Village grew higher and higher with this righteous act, and Ji Ping, the clan leader, also began to be widely known.

At the same time, in the Ren Mansion in Ping'an Town, Master Ren kept sighing.

"Twenty years ago, the Feng Shui master said that our Ren family's wealth will only last until this year. It is indeed true. It seems that we need to find a master to move the graves, otherwise the luck will be used up." Mr. Ren said this time

The bad luck was attributed to luck, so he felt less resentment toward Ji Ping.

"Come here, let's go and find out where there is a moral person nearby." Master Ren ordered.

Master Ren is looking for a Feng Shui master. Ji Ping also encountered a big problem that needs to be solved. A villager from nearby Zhangjia Village made a big discovery!

"Are you saying that the cause of this drought is the appearance of the Drought Demon?" Ji Ping was a little unbelievable. Isn't the Drought Demon a legendary monster? Does it really exist?

"The man surnamed Zhang swore that they were ready to hire someone to surrender the drought demon, but they had to ask all the villages to pool their money." Ergou heard the news from somewhere and reported it to Ji Ping, "How can anyone still have money now?"

, so they are going to ask the clan leader for your help."

Ji Ping touched his chin, wondering how powerful this drought demon was and whether he could handle it?