The Yongxian Kingdom is located in the border area between the Ancient God Sect and the Star Gate, due south, half in the Ancient God Sect and half in the Star Gate.

This was the place where the former Ku Chai Venerable attained enlightenment and returned to the void. Many of the places described in the bone slips were here. Chen Luo came here directly to save trouble. The spiritual veins and resources were ready, which was convenient.

After leaving the Ancient God Sect, Chen Luo has been thinking about what to do next.

The realm of refining spirit is different from the realm of refining qi.

In addition to the qualifications, the Nine Steps of Spirit Refining also requires more resources, and most of these resources are monopolized by Dao Sect. Chen Luo has only two ways to obtain these resources. The first way is to rob directly like Kuzhu and others and become an enemy of Dao Sect. The second way is to surrender to Dao Sect and serve them as a dog.

Chen Luo didn't want to take either of these two paths, so he decided to take the third one.

First rob their ancestors, then make the Changqing Sect bigger and stronger.

Money, law and power.

He wants them all!

I didn’t have the power before, but now that I have it, it’s natural for me to express my opinions.

The sky is filled with yellow sand and the sound of camel bells can be heard.

There is a small town at the end of the raging sandstorm. Most of the buildings in the town are made of wood. They are weathered by the erosion of the sandstorm. The outer walls are dry and cracked, and they creak in the strong wind.

The wooden door was pushed open and sand and wind blew in from outside.

A man covered in dust walked into the inn. He took off his bamboo hat, revealing his weather-beaten face. He was wearing a coarse linen shirt and had a steel knife on his back. The handle and sheath looked like they were covered in starch, and the original color had been worn away. He brushed off the dust on his body, walked to the counter and put down two big coins.

"A pot of wine, something stronger."

The shopkeeper looked at the old swordsman for a while, and only after making sure that there was no problem did he put the large sum of money into the counter.

After ordering the drinks, the old swordsman walked to the window. There was only one seat left in the entire inn, but it was already occupied by someone. A young man who was not stained with a speck of dust on his body and was incredibly clean.

The man was wearing a light blue robe, and on the table were a pile of exquisite tea sets, with emerald green tea leaves rolling on the water, emitting bursts of fragrance. This elegant style was incompatible with the snake catchers in the desert.

“Can I share a table with my friends?”

The old swordsman looked around and then turned his gaze back.

In the past, he would never provoke such a person. To be able to clean himself up so well in the desert, he must be no ordinary person. But today was different. Everyone who came here today was here to "catch snakes."

If you miss today, you will have to wait another year.

It is precisely because of this that the inn, which is usually deserted, is extremely popular.

"random."

The young man looked at the old swordsman with strange eyes, as if he was wondering why the old swordsman saw him. Fortunately, the other party did not say much, and even agreed to his request to share the table, which made the old swordsman feel relieved.

"Thank you!"

After thanking him, the old swordsman sat down opposite him. He was very cautious and did not touch the other person's things. Instead, he carefully took off the long sword from his back and placed it against the table leg, where he could easily reach it. Then he took out his dry food and started eating.

After a while, the waiter brought the drinks he ordered.

The wine was a bit cloudy and it wasn't a good one.

But the advantage is that the price is low, and snake catchers like them can only afford to order this level of drinks.

The old swordsman took a bite of dry food, poured the wine into the porcelain bowl beside him and took a sip. The spicy taste slid down his throat, and a few drops of overflowing wine dripped down his beard and onto the edge, exuding a smell of alcohol.

ha!

The old swordsman took a long breath, broke off some dry food and took another bite. After the young man opposite him finished his previous words, he continued to meditate and ignored him, which made the old swordsman feel more relieved. If you can avoid provoking such a mysterious person, don't provoke him. This is the experience he has summed up from his travels in the martial arts world.

Everyone else in the inn was resting on their own. No one was talking and everyone was waiting.

When the sun sets, the sand snakes appear.

The most precious sand snake is the most precious treasure of Yongxian Country, and it is worth risking their lives for. Those who dare to sit in the inn and drink are all masters among snake catchers. Newcomers are not qualified to enter. This is the rule of the inn.

The owner of such a large inn in the desert is definitely not an ordinary person.

"What time is it?"

Suddenly someone in the inn asked.

"Three quarters past the hour of You."

"How slow! It will take at least another hour."

Sand snakes appear at night, and the earliest is at 15:30, which is something all snake catchers know.

“Why are there so many people this time?”

Someone asked quietly, not only the old swordsman, but everyone else had similar questions. Snake catching is indeed a highly profitable industry, but it is extremely dangerous. The sand snake they want to catch is not an ordinary venomous snake, but a demon snake. This snake is extremely ferocious, and the swords of ordinary warriors can't even cut through its skin. These snake catchers are not ordinary people. Each of them is a cultivator who has entered the Tao and has one or two small magical powers. It's just that in the environment of the upper realm, the Qi Refining Realm is not regarded as a cultivator, so most of them are still in the mortal world. Only those Qi Refining Realm who have opened their eyes and are taken away by the big sects will leave the mortal world and go to a wider world.

The growth conditions of sand snakes are extremely harsh, which is related to the geographical location of Yongxian Country. Only in the desert here can this kind of medicinal snake be raised. If you change to another place, the medicinal properties of sand snakes of the same species will be different.

When this secret was first discovered, Dao Zong also sent people to occupy this place.

But strangely enough, once human intervention occurs, the production of sand snakes will drop sharply, and the medicinal properties of the cultivated ones will be greatly reduced. Sometimes, it will even cause furnace explosions, which is extremely unfriendly to alchemists. After trying many methods here, the Taoist masters finally gave up control and decided to let them go.

Let the people of Yongxian Country help them manage it, and leave all the trivial and troublesome things to the people of Yongxian Country. They only need to collect the finished sand snakes. This saves time and energy. Yongxian Country has developed with the support of Dao Sect by relying on this income line, and some people have also obtained the qualifications to go to Dao Sect for training.

"Of course it was affected by that incident."

"What's up?"

Some snake catchers who had rested turned their eyes to the other side at the same time. The snake catcher who was talking was short and half-crouched on a bench, eating sunflower seeds. Seeing that the topic had attracted everyone's attention, he also became interested and continued.

"Half a month ago, a strange phenomenon occurred in the sky of Yongxianjing. Someone saw the scorching sun rising into the sky at midnight, and the light at that time illuminated half of the sky of Yongxianjing. This event, which reversed the yin and yang and changed the celestial phenomena, caused great damage to Yongxianjing. Several priests died because of the backlash of divination on this matter."

"What does this have to do with catching snakes?"

"Of course it does."

The thin snake catcher picked up a peanut, put it into his mouth, chewed it twice, took a sip of wine, and then continued.

"When something this big happens, naturally someone has to take responsibility. The national teacher said that this is a disaster brought about by the emperor's lack of moral character and offense against heaven. It is an ominous sign. He must issue an edict of remorse and perform a sacrifice to heaven in order to resolve the problem." The thin snake catcher finished his peanuts and clapped his hands.

"Since it is a sacrifice to the heaven, it definitely requires tribute. Sand snakes are the immortals' favorite sacrifice, so the price has naturally increased dozens of times. With such a high price, more people will naturally come."

"What nonsense! What's the point of offending God? This is clearly a battle between powerful beings."

Someone couldn't help but say.

"What level of power can reverse yin and yang and turn night into day? I once saw a Yuanying Zhenjun. When he attacked, all the vitality of heaven and earth was sucked away, and all the laws were controlled by him. In the domain controlled by that ancestor, I couldn't even activate the fire talisman. Everything around me was under his control."

When talking about this incident, the person who spoke showed an expression of lingering fear.

He almost died that time, in the aftermath of the other party's fight. Maybe the Yuanying Zhenjun didn't know that there was such a little ant in the Qi Refining Realm at the scene of their fight.

Many people showed shocked expressions.

Yuanying Zhenjun can control the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth. This is a stronger person at a higher level than Jindan Zhenren. Most of the people sitting here have never seen a Yuanying cultivator. For them, Yuanying cultivators are too far away and they may never see one in their lifetime.

There are many powerful people in the upper realm, but the scope is wider.

The number of powerful people distributed throughout the world of immortal cultivation is like stones in the desert, inconspicuous.

As long as you don't go to those core areas, you will find that Qi Refining and Foundation Building are the mainstream of the Immortal Cultivation World. Compared with those old monsters who have lived for more than 3,000 years, the cultivators of Qi Refining and Foundation Building are like leeks, which are replaced one after another. The things that both sides pay attention to and the resources they snatch are all on different levels. The low-level cultivators can't even understand the ideas of the high-level cultivators.

“But even that Nascent Soul-level warrior couldn’t reverse yin and yang. The heaven and earth energy he summoned could only affect his magic, and the affected area was limited to the city. How could the half of the sky in Yongxianjing be caused by a battle between immortal cultivators?”

"Maybe he is a strong man above the Nascent Soul stage?"

The person who spoke before retorted that he knew some information that the other snake catchers didn't know, but he didn't dare to discuss it publicly.

"It's getting more and more outrageous. Where is our Yongxian Country? How could we possibly attract powerful people above the Nascent Soul Realm?" Someone laughed.

"Besides, isn't a being stronger than Yuanying Zhenjun an immortal? To offend an immortal is to offend God. I think what the Imperial Master said is correct."

To the snake catchers in the inn, immortal cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage were just legends. They were things from the Adventures of Immortal Cultivators. Most of them didn't even believe in the existence of Dao Sect. The highest point they could see was the Nascent Soul Master. As for the realms after the Nascent Soul stage, they didn't even know the names.

The old swordsman sitting opposite Chen Luo was also listening to what these people were discussing.

Unlike those well-informed snake catchers, he was just a cultivator from a small sect, with two minor magical powers. When he fought with others, he used the sword skills he had practiced when he was a mortal. That was why he always carried a sword with him. Compared with the magical powers of cultivators, he trusted his sword more.

"A strange phenomenon from the sky?"

The old swordsman subconsciously touched the long sword beside him, and felt a little relieved. He looked up and saw the young man opposite him still sitting cross-legged, not affected by the outside world at all. This unshakable mentality made the old swordsman very envious.

"I wish I had your mentality."

When the old swordsman was young, he was unable to cultivate magical skills because of his unstable mind, so he was still in the initial stage of Qi training after practicing for most of his life.

"You're a really weird old man. You've been talking to yourself since you came in. If it weren't for your accomplishments, I would have thought you were crazy." The snake catcher at the next table seemed to finally be unable to bear it anymore and sneered when the old swordsman finished speaking.

one person?

The old swordsman was suddenly stunned. Can’t you see such a big person?

A strange feeling arose in the old swordsman's heart. (End of this chapter)