There are some gaps in the sect over the years. Between ten and thirty years old, there are less than five people who can create, and less than ten people who are over thirty years old are expected to build foundations. This is still expected to build foundations, and even fewer people can really build foundations. Later, we will create pills...

Qi Xiu can't be bothered. Besides, his original intention is not to spread the power.

As soon as each disciple enters the door, he sees human nature, and before he can speak, he will talk about the other party's practice. He can often directly hit the other party's doubts and the analysis suggestions are very accurate. Some are sent out in a few words. Seeing the human nature talent, they are classified one by one, which camp belongs to, what is the bias, and some are cultivation snails, etc., using this as a reference for subsequent actions.

After handling the affairs of more than a hundred people, the sun has not set, which shows how fast it is.

Moreover, everyone is satisfied, and only those who have the power to read the mind and read the world can do it without any effort.

The new generation of disciples of the Chu Qin Sect have been taught like this since they were born. They thought that the Jindan monks from any family were like this. They never thought there was anything wrong. Only when they grew up and saw the world did they realize Qi Xiu's power.

The sunset was like fire, shining on the mountain guarding formations in the two places. A golden and red halo appeared on the defensive cover of the mountain protection array in both places.

The disciples who had finished teaching the merits dispersed one after another, and some of them had to set off to rush back. Most of the disciples, like tired birds returning to their nests, went to the cave in the mountains.

The 108 caves in the mountains were the idea that the Danjia, Ningjia and Naiwen family joined forces to seize the mountain. No one of them wanted to live in, but built a cave and rented it to others, and then divided the income equally according to the agreement. In this way, one could earn spirit stones, and secondly, the status of the people who could afford the third-level caves would not be much lower, and naturally it would bring a certain source of customers and income to the surrounding markets.

But precisely because the purpose was to do business at the beginning, these caves were built well, but they were a bit the same, which could not reflect the difference in status and personal style. After the Chu Qinmen took over, two-thirds of them, that is, seventy-two caves, were transformed into the residences of outer disciples, and the original single-door family was divided into a few close-to-back small rooms.

The inner disciples can live alone, which is basically no different from Qi Xiu's head of the cave. Qi Xiu's place to live was only chosen to be the highest and most inward cave, and a layer of underground secret room was built for him to meet and practice stick techniques, that's all.

"I've met the leader uncle."

Nangong Yanran shrank her head and walked into the underground secret room timidly, made a weak gesture, and knelt down on Qi Xiu.

When she saw her head, she was so confused that she was like a mummy, and she was hiding in a cloak covering her whole body, which looked particularly dark and unpredictable. There were maps everywhere, as well as target stakes for practicing Qixiu, and so on. She looked like torture tools, and felt even more panicked and her heart was beating. However, she was from a big family at least and forced to smile and said, "I know that the uncle of the head was injured in the Lion Valley. It was always a bit of a problem to see people with his face, so she asked his family for this..."

As he said that, he took out a silver-gray metal mask. The neutral face with soft lines was neither sad nor happy, the carving was exquisite but without sharpness, and it looked simple and simple, and it was full of the true meaning of the doctrine of the mean. It was a simple material, but at a glance it was a masterpiece of a famous master.

"I don't know if it's right," she said.

Qi Xiu didn't want to do anything to her, and would not accept the gifts from the disciples below. He took them and brought them with him. His aura suddenly changed. The mask of no gender, expression, and personality was set off by his vague sense of existence. He gave people a feeling of being high and superior, like an omniscient and omnipotent god who could not deceive anyone, looking down at all from the empty eyes of the mask, looking down at all living beings and looking directly at people's hearts.

Nangong Yanran became even more depressed, lowered her head and stopped raising it.

Mo Jianxin sat cross-legged behind her near the entrance. He ran to Heihe Peak and got Nangong Yanran back half-persuasion. This was also the embarrassment of Chu Qin Sect now. Among the foundation-building cultivators, only Mo Jianxin's qualifications could suppress her.

As a husband, Qin Changfeng did not want to face such a choice, regardless of whether he wanted to do it or not.

No longer paying attention to Nangong Yanran, Qi Xiu asked Mo Jianxin: "Has the charter been decided in the test land to capture ghost cultivators?"

"It has been decided, the Nangong family, the Jiang family, and the Nanlin Temple we commissioned to build a monk, and the three parties united." Mo Jianxin replied.

"Well, with people from Nanlin Temple here, I guess the two families won't have any bad intentions."

Qi Xiu nodded. The Nangong family and the Jiang family were secretly negotiating a private settlement. If they could catch or not catch the "Wangu" ghost cultivator, they were all good bargaining chips for each other. The Chu Qinmen did not want to interfere, and they were also afraid that the two families would make any trouble at that time, so they invited the monks from Nanlin Temple to settle the matter as soon as possible.

At this time, Dorono also pushed Jiang Yan into the door. When the enemies met, they were extremely jealous. Although Jiang Yan was a prisoner now, he was not as good as before, but he no longer dodged Nangong Yanran's gaze, raised his head and glared, stared at the other party, without hiding his own surging murderous intent.

The Nangong family monks knew about the ghost cultivator in Jiuxingfang, and Nangong Yanran had naturally learned about it. This caused a vague sense of guilt in her heart to completely dissipate. She also turned from self-blame at the beginning to resentment towards Jiang Yan.

Two men and women who could have been married now want to peel off each other's skin and remove each other's bones, which is also God's will torture people.

Dorono pressed Jiang Yan to Qi Xiu and knelt in a row with Nangong Yanran.

"When nothing happened, can you do it again?" Qi Xiu asked.

"No! Absolutely not!"

The two answered in unison.

There is nothing to resolve the prejudice between the men and women. Qi Xiu asked Mo Jianxin and Dorono to escort Jiang Yan to the Nangong family and Jiang family to take care of him. In fact, the two families had been waiting long ago. As soon as they left the gate of Sijiao Mountain, they were led over and then escorted them all the way to Qiyun Mountain to wait for the end.

Nangong Yanran was left alone, feeling nervous and suspicious. Qi Xiu suddenly said, "Although you killed Siyao, I know that she was the first to murder it, and it was not your fault. This time you sent Nangong Li to kill Jiang Yan. Although it did not become a fact, this approach was wrong. I still said the same thing, when nothing happened, would it be better to do it again?"

Nangong Yanran's little secret was suddenly revealed by Qi Xiu in person. After hearing this, she felt shocked to know the truth, and the glory of escaping punishment, and a sense of fear that she could see it all through. Her whole body trembled slightly, and finally let go of the reserve of the children of aristocratic families and agreed.

Before she got up, there were unusually messy footsteps behind her. She glanced secretly at the corner of her eyes. Gu Tiesheng and his wife brought the 20th, and the number 30 people were either from their own group or the number 10 people who fought fiercely with them.

Just because I didn't understand why, Qi Xiu spoke again.

"That's how it is..."

His tone was plain and relaxed, "You uncle Zhan was trapped in the Lion Waking Valley. I was injured again. You also know the situation in the door, and you can't save anything every year. Last time, Gu Rong from Lihuo Alliance came, and during a chat, he talked about the destruction of the spiritual veins at the foot of the mountain that day, if you think it was a mine, you could at least dig out some thunder-attributed spirit stones to serve as a living in the door."

Looking at Nangong Yanran, "I think this idea is good, and I will start working. Yanran, let's start with you and take them to build the mine in Tianyinshan. I have the calculations for the miners below and will be sent in batches. Let's set off now."

"Just said I've started again, so I'll be punished by the worker..."

Nangong Yanran is such a smart person. She immediately knew Qi Xiu's purpose, but she still didn't want to go. That day, the mountain was where the spiritual energy was chaotic, and the monk would not feel comfortable staying there. He didn't dare to refuse directly. After thinking about it, he said, "The spiritual vein is natural. Even if the spiritual energy is chaotic now, it will slowly recover after resting for tens of millions of years. Is it the most taboo thing in Taoism that digging spiritual veins is to make profits for short-sightedness and destroy nature?"

"We have arrived in Baishan. People don't recognize Taoism yet. Don't have to restrain yourself too much. If you have tens of millions of years, how can you wait?"

Qi Xiuhun didn't care. Nangong Yanran's eyes turned and asked again: "Even if she wanted to dig, the place in Shandu Mountain would be scattered and even bigger."

"It's just let you dig up from small things first and accumulate experience."

"If you dig it up from a small place, won't Junxuan Mountain meet the conditions more?"

"Well……"

Nangong Yanran almost asked the question, but there was an old fox transforming into a god at the foot of Junxuan Mountain. He didn't dare to dig it if he gave Qi Xiu ten lives!

"There are many rumors in Junxuan Mountain. If we excavate, we will definitely be misunderstood by all forces."

Just after covering it up, Nangong Yanran looked behind her again, "If I were to be responsible, it would be best if I had to choose..."

"There is no choice!" Qi Xiu didn't want to talk to her anymore, "There are only these people, just pack up and get on the road as soon as possible!"

"yes……"

Nangong Yanran had tears in her eyes, so she had to respond. Although Tianyinshan was suffering, Qi Xiu would never pursue her attempt to kill Jiang Yan anymore, so she would just be punished. Besides, the job was not small, and she was the general in charge. Taking advantage of the mine time, she would be a good opportunity to suppress those classmates who were against her.

She thought so, so naturally she could think that one person in the back row would be the first to object, "Not proper! The ancestor is not right! I suggest that Master Mingzhen lead the general, Master Nangong is wrong first, how..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Xiu pinched his head and burst out the person who said he was talking.

With a dull sound, a red and white thing broke out. The body fell down. The color of the conscience should be that Xuan Gao. The blood in the neck gushed like a circle, slowly spreading on the floor of the secret room. The classmates next to him were not careful to do such a ruthless move, and they didn't dare to breathe or move. When the blood slowly passed through the soles of the shoes, the subtle feeling made the stiff body suddenly shudder. The young and timid who had never experienced anything was about to cry on the spot.

“No big or small…”

Qi Xiu's unmoving voice came from behind the silver-gray mask, and everyone felt creepy and didn't even dare to breathe.

"Who has any questions?"

"No...no."

"Get out of the way if you have no problem!"

Suddenly, he shouted, and there was no one left in the secret room.

...

The next morning.

The Qin Lord's Mansion, the Qin family leader of the Youshan Qin family, and the Qin territory of the Qin territory were already young Qin Yong'an. He was about to go out, but his companion brought a divine horse over and waited for him to ride on.

More than ten cavalry waited outside the door, and the pure black and tall horse in Yishui held two flags on the head, with the words "Lord Chu Qin" written on one side and the words "Vissue Qin Yong'an" on the other side. This was his unmoved habit, and it was time to set out to inspect the affairs of the subordinates again.

It was useless to avoid the horse urging him, and Qin Yongan was useless to whip a few cruelly. His righteousness was not smooth. Suddenly, a large shadow came over the ground. He looked up and saw that it was the beast ship in the door.

Mo Jianxin threw down a list of books on it and shouted: "The person in the door will make the people on the list and set off immediately!"

"So it's Master Mo Xian! I haven't seen you for many years, and you've always..."

Qin Yongan wanted to make some fun, but Mo Jianxin disappeared in a flash and ignored him. He was a little boring. He opened the list and looked at it carefully. He was all male members of some prosperous families in the family, most of whom were in the sect, and all of them were...

"Ouch! Is our parents defeated?"

They are all those who support Qin Changfeng and have the most fiercer relationship with the surrounding Chuchu family. When they think about the bad things, their bodies almost fell soft.

...

On the edge of Chu Qin Mountain, Zhangjia Town.

The Zhang family has long been separated. Now Zhang Xuangao's house is the most powerful, occupying a large house and Zhang Shishi's favorite large attic. The Zhang family has gradually increased its population and has been divided into different levels. Those small houses with only a little power have moved away long ago. The rest can only have tiles in the corner of the Zhang family and live on meager money. The Zhang family rules that after moving out of the big house, they will no longer pay for money. They have no way to go if they want to.

Some people wear gold and silver, some recite poems to visit friends, some people run around in various rooms, spreading some gossip about family matters, some people give themselves less money for the manager, and they quarrel, pots and pans, and various life patterns are performed every day in the half-town area of ​​Zhangfu.

Suddenly a ray flew over, and a huge shadow enveloped the Zhang Mansion. The majestic immortal master shouted and exploded with a loud bang, "Zhang Xuangao was offended yesterday and collided with the ancestor. He has now been executed! The people on the list will immediately follow me on the ship and serve labor and exempt you from punishment!"

Suddenly, the momentum was like an avalanche, and the Zhang family immediately burst into tears, and everyone was as if they had lost their parents.

...

Outside Heihefang.

Several of the most clever and eye-catching figures in the Bai family got up early to work. The so-called "working" is to wait at the gate of the market, waiting to hire a guide for the new monks.

This job is not as easy as being a wise man in the market, but Chu Qinmen’s industry in Heihefang is not big. Ordinary wise man is a radish and a pit. The older he gets, the more experience he has, the older he has, the older he has, the more he will never let go. Those old men will never let go.

The guide is good, and the monks will occasionally give rewards. These are all spirit stones. For mortals, whether they are surrendered to the sect according to the rules or secretly taken out for replacement, they are more than enough to support their families and buy property. Therefore, among the mortals of the Bai family, those who are the first-class people who know the guests are considered to be the first-class, and those who have the opportunity to "get to work" can be considered to be the second-class smart person.

As usual today, the few people who were on duty were huddled in the corner outside the market. Although the monks came and went, they were ordinary people and did not dare to move forward. Only when they saw those standing at the door with a confused look on their faces or reached out to attract them would they come forward to hook up.

There was no business, and the few people were chatting. When they saw the immortal master Dorosen coming from the door from afar, they didn't dare to talk casually. When they saw the other party looking at him, they nodded and bowed.

Dorosen got closer and closer, and was walking towards this side, probably to ask questions. The oldest and most appropriate Yue people came forward to agree. Dorosen was too lazy to talk to them and threw a little over the list, "Everyone above, let me go!" he said.
Chapter completed!