Taoist companions help me live forever

The time in the palace has calmed down.

After returning home, the sacrifice was naturally to seek out good doctors, hoping to remove the poison from his body.

But this is a poison recipe developed by an immortal cultivator. The concept of poisoning is completely different from that of ordinary people. Ordinary doctors have no way of starting it. What's more, some even get into trouble because they are impatient to treat it.

There are also people who try to influence the princess through various means, hoping that the princess can speak out to stop it.

But the princess seemed to acquiesce in Yu Xian's actions, and even refused to see the county magistrate who came to intercede on behalf of the Xia family.

No matter how weak Prince Fu's Mansion is, he is still the master of Changning County.

The county governor was turned away in front of everyone. He lost a lot of face and even the Xia family held a grudge.

Therefore, Xia Zhu, who claimed to be the nephew of the supervisory censor, has not been released from prison. It is said that he was tortured by poisonous pills in prison and even lost his appearance.

Xia's mother felt sorry for her little son and had a big quarrel with Xia's father, crying every day.

Later, there was really no other way. Xia's mother knelt in front of the palace for three days and three nights. She didn't get any rice or water, so she just begged the princess for mercy.

The princess took pity on her mother's deep love for her son and ordered Xia Zhu to be detained at home and not allowed to go out without permission from the palace.

Of course, this is all a story for later.

Since that day, Yu Xian had wiped out all the worshipers in the temple, and many of them were uneasy, fearing that Director Yu would threaten them to do something.

They also communicated in private. If Supervisor Yu dared to make any excessive demands, he would not be allowed to succeed even if they were both dead.

But slowly they discovered that Director Yu seemed to be really trying to investigate the assassination case of the prince, but his methods were a bit excessive.

They don't need to do anything on weekdays, but they must report their daily whereabouts and be responsible for assisting the palace guards in tracking down the movements of the entire Changning City.

There will be a major summary every seven days, and anyone who dares to slack off or is perfunctory will delay the distribution of medicines.

And those who have not received the antidote will not die immediately.

Instead, it will become weaker day by day, as if there are thousands of ants gnawing at the body, wailing day and night, and in a few days it will be tortured and become less human.

Usually at this time, Supervisor Yu would be very compassionate and give him the antidote to extend his life.

But anyone who had tried it once was unwilling to try it a second time, so they had to cooperate obediently. From the bottom of their hearts, they wanted Director Yu to quickly find out the truth and catch the assassin.

It's not a good feeling to have your life in someone else's hands.

Then time passed by, and the assassination case was investigated for two months with no results.

Everyone began to get used to it, and they sent out manpower at the same time every day to cooperate with the palace guards to monitor the movements of the entire Changning City.

As mentioned before, the prefecture-level worshipers of the Worship Court are all elites from all walks of life and have a pivotal position in their industry.

If it weren't for directly controlling them with poison, Yu Xian would have to spend a lot of energy trying to conquer them.

Just like Master Yan, as one of the few martial arts masters in Changning City, he has taught countless disciples, including not only rich families, but also workers on the docks and beggars.

Once he is willing to cooperate, the manpower energy mobilized cannot be underestimated.

With the cooperation of such a group of people, the three religions and nine schools in Changning City became the eyes of the palace.

Whenever strangers appear, they will be discovered immediately and then secretly monitored.

As it turned out, the assassins hadn't been caught yet, but the spies sent by the Guangnan rebels to Changning City had caught a lot of them.

There were also several thieves who tried to take advantage of the lack of an owner of the palace and cause chaos in Changning City. Their whereabouts were also traced and became a political achievement of the Yamen.

The security situation in Changning City suddenly improved instead of falling.

…

This day.

Worship Courtyard, quiet room in Building No. 2, Tianzi.

Yu Xian slowly calmed down his magic power, stretched his palm forward, and a crystal-like object glowing with golden light fell lightly into his hand.

This is gold essence, which is a low-level weapon refining material in the world of immortality. It is also one of the few artificial weapon refining materials.

The method is very simple, that is, use the monk's magic power to continuously smelt gold.

Under the long-term mana smelting, the external spiritual energy will continue to accelerate into the pure gold, and then the properties of the pure gold will slowly change, turning into a gold essence that is more suitable for the spiritual energy structure.

Many monks who have just entered the world of immortality make a living by processing weapon refining materials such as gold essence.

After all, this method costs nothing and doesn't require much skill, as long as you pay for your own mana.

Ordinary monks in the early stage of Qi training have low magical power and can process three kilograms of gold essence in one day. They have to take a day off after working for one day to restore their magical power.

And a late-stage qi-training monk like Yu Xian can process thirty kilograms in one day even if he only uses half of his mana!

He left fifteen thousand taels of gold, or one thousand five hundred kilograms, in the palace, and it only took fifty days to complete the processing.

In the world of cultivating immortals, ten kilograms of gold essence can be sold for one tael of spiritual sand, and one thousand five hundred kilograms of gold essence is equivalent to one hundred and fifty taels of spiritual sand, which is twelve and a half spiritual stones, equivalent to his balance of the past four years.

Of course, serious late-stage qi-training monks would not do such low-cost-effective work.

Even if they just hunt a low-level monster, they can sell it for more than a dozen spirit stones.

Moreover, most casual cultivators who have reached this level have special skills to make a living.

Although most people have no chance of cultivating various arts and crafts, there are still many people who work part-time in ordinary professions such as spiritual planters, spiritual farmers, and spiritual tailors to earn income.

"Resources in the mortal world can be exchanged for spiritual stones, but the intermediate cost is too high. Only powerful immortal cultivating families like the Lin family and the Jiang family have enough transportation capacity to spread the low cost. It is not suitable for ordinary cultivators at all."

I had nothing to do these days, so I smelted the gold in my hand and turned it into weapon refining materials.

Anyway, his mana is supplemented by Magnolia, so it would be a waste to keep it for no use.

He rubbed the golden essence in his hand and thought to himself.

"Although the Yue Kingdom is a mortal dynasty, the various basic immortal cultivation resources transported to the Jiang family every year probably amount to tens of thousands of spiritual stones. When accumulated over time, it is also an extremely terrifying figure.

Not to mention other hidden benefits.

Money and silk attract people's hearts. No wonder the Lin family can't help but come to Vietnam to cause trouble. "

“Fortunately, I’m just sneaking around to get some benefits, so they shouldn’t notice me.

In addition, I have been back for almost two months, and I haven't noticed any movement in the city, and no one from Ding Zongfeng has contacted him.

Thinking of it, the Lin family monk really assassinated the prince, and it was time to leave.

Or maybe I have always been unfounded.

The Lin family never paid attention to Prince Fu from beginning to end.

The two Lin family monks who left that day really regarded me as a reclusive old monk passing by instead of a royal monk, or they may not have reported my information at all.

That's right, they escaped from the battlefield and refused to save their companions. How could they tell the truth to their superiors? It would be more beneficial for them to hide it and report them missing. "

"Then next, I will hold on to one-third of an acre of land in the palace and live in seclusion in the city.

No matter how rough the waves are outside, with the golden signboard of Wangfu blocking the way, the water splashes can’t reach me. "

Yu Xian's thoughts stretched all the way, and he made arrangements for his future life in the palace.

He let go of his worries, his heart couldn't help but feel light, and the magic power in his body also became alive.

If he were in the world of cultivating immortals, this mental training might help him make some progress in his cultivation, but this is the world of mortals.

He saw that the spiritual energy in the air continued to gather, forming a thin spiritual energy vortex, but until the spiritual energy dispersed, he only replenished some mana.

"I have lost my life, but I have gained it. And with Magnolia here, I don't need these fancy insights."

Yu Xian suppressed the sadness in his heart and muttered to himself, pretending not to care.

But after enduring it for a long time, he still couldn't help but curse secretly.

‘Zhuo, the first epiphany in life ended so hastily! ’