The Strongest Earth Mentor

"Who just broke through?" Yang Chen just came downstairs and Wang Xian, who was guarding the door of the hotel over there, licked his face and joined him, as if he knew Yang Chen very well. "Good guy, it's a few miles away. The spirits in the heavens, the earth and the earth are all boiling... This is from the third order to the fourth order... uh... you..."

　　 Talking, Wang Xian's achievement suddenly opened his mouth wide and was speechless.

　　 He stared at Yang Chen with a staring change in his temperament. He held it for a long time before asking: "Did you break through?"

"It just happened." Yang Chen did not refuse Wang Xiancheng to stick to himself. He turned to Wang Xiancheng and smiled: "I didn't want to break through so quickly. Who knows that my brother's apprentice was able to arouse the spirit when he broke through? , Even took me with it."

"...Meaning that, in addition to you, you have a fourth-order Zhenxiu in your five peaks and one vein? Two of them popped out at once?!" Wang Xiancheng's chin is about to fall to the ground, God How many ancestors underneath, the family hopes that the star hopes that the moon can't expect a fourth-order true repair, how come Yang Chen and their side become the Chinese cabbage on the roadside?

Rethinking the monstrous aura fluctuations just now, Wang Xian said with great envy: "People have a fourth-order Zhenxiu sitting, they can turn their nostrils into the sky, and you suddenly have two fourth-order Zhenxiu... …I don’t know how many people can’t sleep!”

　　 The resources of metaphysical circles are scarce, including Ling Zhi, and also include many rare treasures that ordinary people have never seen before.

For example, there is only a little more than 20 mines in the country that have a dark red cinnabar, and the total output of the whole country will not exceed ten kilograms, so every gram of cinnabar Prices have been speculated into sky-high prices.

　　 In addition, there are resources such as Lingyu, Wannianzhong Emulsion, Jiutian Xuantie, and Tiger Gems, all of which are valuable treasures that sects and families in the metaphysical world are striving for.

In terms of spiritual planting, in addition to the nine major spiritual plants, there are first-class spiritual plants, second-class spiritual plants, and third-class spiritual plants in turn, with each level ranging from a dozen to hundreds of species, all of which are also Produce very few precious resources.

Chongyang Palace controls 13 of the world's more than 20 best-quality cinnabar mines. The market price of the best-grade cinnabar nationwide is almost entirely determined by the head of Chongyang Palace... Bringing extremely rich resource returns to the Chongyang Palace.

　　Nanhu Province is originally the sixth largest resource province in the country in terms of total output of metaphysical circles. Any sect that wants to rise must have some valuable resources that others do not have.

　　 And if the existing origin is occupied by other ancestors, and no new one can be found to replace... Then the only way left is to grab it! And this matter will not interfere even with the government or the military. It is purely a matter of seeing whose fist is bigger!

Obviously, the rise of the Five Peaks conception is bound to become a thorn in the eyes and thorns of many metaphysical scholars in Nanhu Province...there are so many resources, and one more competitor means that the things you get will only become more less!

Yang Chen, who is no stranger to these things, shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Heaven and earth are treasures. Since ancient times, they have been able to live. This is also the natural law of survival of the fittest, the weak and the strong. The things that live, let others take away, that is also a matter of course, who complains?"

"I'm not talking about this..." Wang Xiancheng said after Yang Chen's ass: "What I'm saying is that according to the rules, the Quanzhen Taoist temple with fourth-order Zhenxiu sitting in the temple should all go to the Chongyang Palace to take the initiative. In return, in exchange for the support of the dojo range...but I remember that the only few good places in Nanhu Province already have masters...how do you prepare for the five peaks?"

　　Chongyang Palace is one of the four ancestral courts of Quanzhen Taoism in the world, and it is also the only ancestral court in the true sense! The remaining three ancestral courts just separated some of the power of the Chongyang Palace, and could not really keep pace with the Chongyang Palace.

It just happens that Nanhu Province is within the sphere of influence of the Chongyang Palace. According to the rules, with the fourth-order Zhenxiu Quanquan Taoist Temple, it is necessary to go to the Chongyang Palace for registration and then after the approval of the head of the Chongyang Palace Draw an area on the map as a place for this lineage, this is a restriction, but it is also a helpless move to prevent self-harming and killing each other.

　　Of course, this rule was formally drafted and implemented in the late 1970s, and it has only been forty years or so, but its influence has long been popular.

　　Yang Chen had repaired the road in Zhongnan Mountain in his last life, and naturally understood this rule.

Hearing the words, he stopped and turned his head and said, "I almost forgot to mention this matter... There are a total of 18 places in Dongtianfudi in Nanhu Province, and now it should be 11 Buddhist temples and Taoism. The remaining seven places... In addition, it is a place of scattered spiritual veins. I wonder if you have heard of the Upper Immortal Palace on Wufeng Mountain?"

"Go to Immortal Palace? It's something I heard...but I'm not familiar with them." Wang Xiancheng frowned for a moment, before faintly vague impression. He looked at Yang Chen strangely and asked, "Wufeng Mountain, Wufeng Guan? Do you mean..."

"The ancestral temple of my ancestral temple, which occupied my five peaks and forty years ago in Shangxian Palace, has a long history, but I believe it can be confirmed in the classics of the Chongyang Palace." Yang Chen said slowly: " Therefore, taking Wufeng Mountain as the center and a hundred miles of land should be the place where my doctrines of Wufeng Road are. If you have a way, it is better to help report it first..."

　　 "Are you going to start at Shangxian Palace?" Wang Xiancheng was startled.

　　Yang Chen said: "It's just to get back the ancestral temple dome that belongs to Wufeng Temple. What do you say is like killing more people?"

　　 "Chongyang Palace cannot promise..."

　　 "Then you don't need to report." Yang Chen said lightly: "Everyone's tens of millions of filing fees, we can not get out of Wufengguan."

　　 "Hehe..." Wang Xiancheng smiled awkwardly. The higher the handling fee of the Chongyang Palace, the more it is indeed easily criticized.

　　 But this is also something that can't be done, and Chongyang Palace is not holding back all the money!

You must know that only through the Chongyang Palace can you register with the National Religious Affairs Bureau, and there will be no trouble from the government to come to the door in the future...If there is no Chongyang Palace to take the initiative to help, the ordinary small door small households want to go by themselves To solve this problem of files and qualifications, it is impossible to do it without taking 30 to 50 million people to ask for help!

　　Even if there is a fourth-order Zhenxiu sitting, it is not an easy thing... In short, it is a knot. Everyone has difficulties, but it is not easy to say clearly.

　　 During the talk, Yang Chen had already opened the door and got on the car, and Wang Xiancheng also shamelessly took the initiative to open the door and go to the passenger seat.

When the car started, the cool cold wind blew out of the air-conditioning outlet, and Wang Xiancheng just stretched out a comfortable lazy waist, and asked with some curiosity: "Looking at you, should it be a rich kid? No? Like a person who can concentrate on cultivating..."

　　 The implication is that you are a luxury car lady all day long, and you are not concentrating on monasticism. Why can you be so young that you can break through to the fourth-order situation that many people can't set foot in their lifetime? This is a bit sour, it seems to be asking, why should I spend all day radishes and cabbages, concentrate on monasticism, and I can't catch up with you, a rich second generation? !

　　Yang Chen heard what he said, so he said seriously: "No way, good luck."

　　 "Pooh..." Wang Xiancheng, who was unknowingly groping from a bottle of mineral water, was choked out of water.

　　Yang Chen said angrily: "This car is worth more than two million yuan, it is broken, can you afford it?!"

　　 "... Anyway, I am also an apprentice of the head of the Chongyang Palace..." Wang Xiancheng was not convinced.

　　 Yang Chen pouted, emphasizing: "Only the ninth apprentice!"

　　 "Well, even if it is only ranked ninth..."

　　 "It's not even a third-order apprentice, ranking ninth!"

"I..." Wang Xiancheng was so choked that he couldn't speak. When he first came down the mountain, he felt quite good. Why did he only come into contact with Yang Chen for a few hours? Stinky beggar?

　　The two chatted with each other for a long time, and soon, Yang Chen drove Wang Xiancheng to the entrance of the ticket hall of Jinzhou Railway Station. Under Wang Xiancheng's confused eyes, he said, "Get off."

　　 "Why?" Wang Xiancheng exaggeratedly shouted: "I eat my own food, live my own food, and don't need you to support me... Why drive me away?"

　　Yang Chen did not speak, took out a pen and paper from the side, and wrote words on it.

Not long after, Yang Chen stuffed this piece of paper with hundreds of words into Wang Xiancheng's hands and said to him: "Go back to Nanshan, and give this piece of paper to your Master Zun Xuanhong. When you are done, you come back, and I will teach you what you can't learn in Chongyang Palace."

　　 "You taught me what you can't learn in the Chongyang Palace?!" Wang Xiancheng laughed and said, "What the **** are you talking about..."

　　Chongyang Palace is recognized as one of the three major overlords in metaphysics today! Yang Chen is just a young man who has inherited the branch of Taoism. How dare he say such things?

　　 felt funny in his heart, and his face was full of disdain.

But when he took the note that Yang Chen handed him and looked at the content written on it, he suddenly changed his face suddenly and looked at Yang Chen with vigilance, "This is the Chongyang Jing Content... Where did you steal it from?!"

The Chongyang Sutra, one of the traditions inherited from Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen religion, has been the secret of the Chongyang Palace from ancient times to the present. Only a few core elders, inner disciples and other true core members have the opportunity to come into contact with this The top inheritance of Taoism!

　　 Even Wang Xian Chengdu only had the honour to read a short section of the Chongyang Sutra on the evening of the apprenticeship ceremony.

　　 So Yang Chen just copied it out. Where did the UU reading www.uukanshu.com come from the Chongyang Sutra?

Hearing the word'steal', Yang Chen laughed greasyly and said, "Who told you that this is the content of the Chongyang Sutra? Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain it to you and give this note to you You respect Xuanhong, a real person, and his old man will understand it...... Anyway, I told you that you can’t understand such profound things, so I won’t waste my saliva."

　　 "...Are you afraid that my master saw this note and rushed from Zhongnan Mountain to destroy you?" If this is really the content of the Chongyang Sutra, then what Wang Xiancheng said is true...

Only Yang Chen was too lazy to take care of him and shrugged: "It's not you who is dead, are you afraid of a ball? Get off the train quickly, there will be a train to Shazhou City in more than one hour, and you will have to wait until 4:30 in the afternoon if you miss it! "

When Wang Xiancheng thought about it, he didn't talk nonsense. He just looked at Yang Chen with that weird look before getting off the bus. He seemed to be looking at a dying person, and also brought a little pity color!

　　 shook his head and sighed, and Wang Xiancheng closed the door of the car and walked away...

　　Just walked out a few meters away, he quickly turned around and rushed back, lying on the window of Yang Chen with a shameful look...

　　 "Why?" Yang Chen asked, lowering the window.

　　 "Which... Can you give me some travel expenses? By the way, can I give some more money?" Wang Xiancheng almost committed suicide in shame! He confessed: "When I came down the mountain, I only brought the money for the ticket to Jinzhou...I haven't eaten all day and night..."

　　 Yang Chen: "...... Why didn't you starve you to death?"