Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

On the official road, a four-beast chariot passed by quickly.

Jiang Tang opened the car curtain and looked towards Qian. Looking at the red wall and glazed tiles in the distance, an inexplicable feeling of familiarity suddenly rose in his heart.

Here, it won’t be...

"Uncle, where is this place?" Jiang Tang asked the driver.

"Young Master, this is Rixia City, one of the most prosperous cities in the Northern Territory." The coachman replied loudly.

Jiang Tang nodded.

After he came down from the mountain, in order to travel faster, he gritted his teeth and spent a lot of money to rent a spirit beast cart and asked the driver to rush to the nearest big city.

So there was this scene.

The driver drove the spirit beast chariot to the city gate, parked the chariot, and then left leisurely after Jiang Tang left.

Jiang Tang looked at the most prosperous palace in Rixia City, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

Once they inquired about it, they found out that the palace was called the Forbidden City, and it was the imperial capital of the former Qing Dynasty. After the establishment of the Celestial Dynasty, the capital of the central region was Chang'an, and this place declined. Although it is in decline, it is still one of the most prosperous and bustling cities in the world.

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Jiang Tang had no time to take into account the spectacular and vast scenery of the former imperial city. After entering the city, he immediately looked around for a place to open a store.

After searching for most of the day, Jiang Tang finally found a teahouse in an alley that was about to be put up for sale.

The shopkeeper went to the Yamen to exchange the land deed and pay silver. Jiang Tang asked the tea shop owner to find two people with clean backgrounds to be the shopkeeper and accountant.

After that, Jiang Tang went to the market again, found a servant and bought a few young men who looked handsome and capable. He took them to the courtyard where he bought them, handed the keys to the shopkeeper, and after training them in words and deeds, , and began to prepare to open a store.

After refining enough elixirs for half a year in seclusion and planting many spiritual herbs and elixirs, Jiang Tang, with his greasy hair, went to find the shopkeeper, the accountant and a few boys.

After talking to them in detail, Jiang Tang asked, "If there is anything you still don't understand, you can ask me."

Several people shook their heads, knowing clearly in their hearts.

Jiang Tang didn't say much, and after a few words of warning, he told them to go back and rest early.

After everyone left, Jiang Tang quietly took out a piece of talisman paper.

After being dipped in cinnabar, Jiang Tang closed his eyes and settled for a long time.

Until a sudden inspiration came to his mind, Jiang Tang suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the cinnabar pen and quickly dropped it, finishing it in one go.

I heard that when everyone gets the Holy Gate Talisman, they will feel inspired and write the Talisman.

Therefore, every Holy Gate Talisman is different.

Today, his holy gate talisman is complete!

Looking at this talisman, which was so ugly that it looked like a ghost drawing a talisman, Jiang Tang silently put down his cinnabar pen.

As expected, he is not a person suitable for stunning people with his pen.

Unwilling to throw it away, Jiang Tang posted the talisman in the main hall, then returned to the house and began to refine the elixir.

Early the next morning, the deserted alley became lively with the sound of a lion dance team playing drums.

Countless tourists passing by stopped and poured into the alley to watch the lion dance and music.

"Dear distinguished guests, if you are passing by, don't miss it! Take a look, take a look! The Holy Pavilion is open today, and the elixirs and spiritual herbs sold are all at half the market price!" The shopkeeper walked out of the Holy Pavilion and cut red flowers. , smiles from all sides and bows from all directions.

Tourists heard it novel.

However, what they paid more attention to was the elixir.

"Is this pill of yours adulterated?" one of them asked.

"My noble man, please take a look, which family's sect is hanging next to the gold medal in the Holy Pavilion?" Faced with the guest's suspicion, the shopkeeper didn't care, pointed to the plaque on his head, and said with a smile.

Everyone looked up together.

Next to the word "Great Holy Pavilion", there is a white auspicious cloud crane mark.

If you look closely, you will find that the mark is shining slightly.

"The white auspicious cloud crane...is it a fairy gate? Behind the holy pavilion, there is actually a fairy gate?!" The guest was immediately shocked.

This mark is the symbol of the Immortal Sect, and the white auspicious cloud crane is also printed on the Immortal Sect's robes.

The mark cannot be faked - if one day it is discovered, the entire Immortal Sect will be angered. The Immortal Sect is the largest immortal cultivation sect in the mortal world, and the consequences of angering it are not something that any force can afford.

Even if it is the Xuanyuan clan of the Imperial Clan.

"Everyone, the first-turn elixirs inside are all of high quality, and the quantity is limited. Buy on a first-come, first-served basis." The shopkeeper looked at everyone with a smile, like a jade-faced fox.

Now, the spectators could no longer stand.

Pills, that is an industry that aristocratic families have a monopoly on in the mortal world. Only the upper-class nobles could eat things that ordinary people could not afford.

For mortals like them, it is a great honor to be able to eat the most inferior elixir, even if it is an elixir mixed with offal.

What's more, this kind of elixir is being sold openly.

One person walked into the Holy Pavilion first, and walked out in a moment, with a smile in his eyes and an excited lips: "It's true! Their elixirs are of excellent appearance, and are beyond the reach of those made by ordinary people!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, they no longer hesitated, and swarmed in.

Within half a day, everything in the Holy Pavilion was sold out.

The shopkeeper didn't take any inventory. When noon came, in the eyes of everyone's eager and surprised eyes, he leisurely...

Closed the door.

Even with this attitude, Shengge's reputation for high quality and low price has been lost.

In the next few days, often within half a day, or even within two hours, everything in the Holy Pavilion would be robbed.

Most of the people who grabbed it were ordinary people who couldn't afford the elixirs on ordinary days. They lined up early to buy the elixirs and save them for future use.

It is also used immediately when there is a serious illness in the family.

After this, the people who bought the elixirs and spiritual herbs and elixirs tasted the benefits. Naturally, everyone praised the high quality and low price of the Holy Pavilion. So they spread the word to ten, and the Holy Pavilion became Rixia City. The hottest little shop.

Those who were secretly jealous and wanted to have evil thoughts were frightened when they saw the fairy gate behind the Holy Pavilion.

There is just a small shop on the left and right, with weird rules. It closes at noon - it seems a little unsafe to anger the immortal sect for such a small shop.

Not cost-effective either.

So they all secretly poked their heads away.

Who knows, in a few years Shengge will open all over the world, and it will no longer be a small shop.

However, these are all things for later.

These days, Jiang Tang worked tirelessly to refine a batch of elixirs and plant many spiritual herbs. Then he called the shopkeeper over and gave him detailed instructions before leaving.

"My Lord, why is the store closed for half the day?" Out of curiosity, the shopkeeper finally crossed the line and couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Tang grinned: "Sometimes, the less an item is, the better it sells. The more there are, the cheaper it becomes, and no one will patronize it. It's like everyone thinks delicacies are good because they are rare. ah."

The shopkeeper listened thoughtfully.