Chapter 5 Chapter 5 The owner of the house, Wen Jue
Qin Zhou didn't walk over, but just asked: "I know you..."
“No.”
Qin Zhou: "If you come uninvited, you can't be called a guest."
"Master Qin, do you want to chase us away? When Master Qin entered my village, did he ever think about whether he came uninvited?"
"Your village?"
"It's outside Pingcheng, in that dilapidated village on the southwest mountain." The other party snorted coldly, "It took in the runaway Master Qin for a few days. Is this the attitude of Master Qin towards the owner of the house?"
Qin Zhou confirmed that the other party was talking about his village.
"Is that house yours?" Qin Zhou couldn't help but ask.
Just as he finished speaking, a piece of paper floated in from behind the bead curtain.
It's a title deed.
It is stamped with the official seal of Xihe Province and is under the jurisdiction of Pingcheng County. The owner of the house is——
Wen Jue.
He was the one who had created a veil for the village. Qin Zhou understood instantly.
"Your Excellency has come here in person, what do you want?"
Since the other party was the one who cast the illusion on the village, he must be a member of the immortal sect. With his 0.01 talent, he couldn't even think of dealing with him.
Since the other party did not retaliate but only sneaked into Qin's house at night, he must have his own purpose.
"What I want?"
Just as he finished speaking, a fan lifted the bead curtain.
"Let me ask you, how did you get into that barrier?"
The young man in white was standing right in the light, but there was a layer of magic on his face, so Qin Zhou couldn't see clearly. The only thing he showed was his figure and temperament, which could only be compared to immortals and gods.
"The barrier didn't stop me." Qin Zhou knew in his heart why the barrier didn't stop him, but he didn't say it.
The title deed belongs to the cultivator in front of me, but the house is his, well, ten thousand years ago. But if I tell you, you probably won't believe it.
"No one can break my barrier." The young man in white suddenly approached Qin Zhou, his voice carrying some warning and arrogance, "Boy, no one in the world can break it."
Qin Zhou was not too afraid. The young man had no killing intent. In fact,
The immortal king in front of him was half a head shorter than him.
I am no longer afraid.
The young man didn't notice his look, he just felt it was weird. This kid, isn't he afraid of him?
"If you don't tell the truth, you will die." The young man warned again, "Your soul will be scattered."
"The barrier didn't stop me. This is the truth." Qin Zhou said it again.
Qin Zhou's eyes were sincere and he did not evade, as if what he said was the absolute truth.
"I dare you not to lie to me."
As he spoke, Qin Zhou's eyes fell on the black hair of the person in front of him.
She wore a hairpin made of white jade on her head, which was carved with delicate patterns, giving people a warm and clean feeling.
Qin Zhou recognized what it was almost instantly.
The bright moon reflects the snow.
The top-quality accessories at the beginning of the game were forged by Qin Zhou using top-quality materials. Because they added a lot of attributes, he gave them to the villager with the highest talent.
I didn't expect to see it again in the archive thousands of years later.
Moreover, it is worn on someone else's head.
From this point of view, the house deed should be real. The monk in front of him is most likely the descendant of that villager.
Qin Zhou was about to ask something when suddenly, the young man muttered "Oh no!" and then his body began to turn into green smoke and dissipated.
Qin Zhou couldn't help but feel surprised.
"What are you looking at? It's you who made me wait for two hours... Whatever."
"Boy, I will assume that what you said is true. I can give you the village for the time being, but if you destroy even a little bit of it, I will kill you even if I am thousands of miles away."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the young man in white completely disappeared. It seemed that what he had just seen was not the real body of the immortal.
Qin Zhou said neither servile nor overbearing, "Well, don't worry."
As for the bright moon reflecting the snow——
"Master, the hot water is here." There was a knock on the door. It was Chen San.
We can only talk about it later.
Qin Zhou retracted his gaze and said, "Well, come in."
When he officially joins the ranks of monks, perhaps he will have the chance to meet this person again.
…
Trapped in the immortal prison.
A gust of wind blew and the soul returned to its place.
The time to go to the underworld is limited, and even for him, it will consume a lot of energy.
However, not everything was gained.
Wen Jue slowly opened his eyes, "It's not that bunch of rubbish, nor is it some cultivator who broke in forcefully. Qin Zhou, why is he not blocked by the barrier?"
It's a pity that he can't stay in the lower world for too long. Otherwise, he would definitely cut Qinzhou open to take a look.
Not necessarily...maybe there is another possibility.
Wen Jue stroked the iron chain with his fingers, and said in a hoarse voice, "Old man, you are not the one who took over the body of a mortal to deceive me..."
There is another possibility...
"He's the old man's blood."
When he said the last two words, Wen Jue almost broke the iron chain with his strength, "How dare someone who gave a hairpin to others get married and have children?"
…
The next morning, several men sent out by the Zhang family returned in a miserable state.
Most of them had bruised faces and looked depressed. When they mentioned the broken mountain village they broke into yesterday, their faces changed drastically.
"Master, we... seem to have run into a wall of evil."
"I saw a beast chasing me."
"I saw my father was gone..."
"I...I was standing on the edge of a cliff, and I was almost falling down!"
Several people were talking at once, recalling their experiences of last night, and they were still frightened as if they had just been saved.
After listening, Zhang Heming's face was full of impatience.
"You mean, when you went there, not only did you not see Qin Zhou, but you also ran into a ghost? If there really were ghosts in the village, how come he was fine when he went there?"
Facing the young master's questioning, one of them said directly, "It's not that he's fine. Isn't his brain broken..."
Zhang Heming glanced at him, and the others hurried to smooth things over, "Master, there is something really weird on that mountain."
"Perhaps Qin Zhou is really stupid and has been bewitched by the ghosts in the village. He doesn't want to live in the Qin Mansion but wants to live in that broken village!"
"That's it, that's it!"
"Yes! How can he compare with our young master? The Zhang family will never be the same in the future." Several servants looked at each other and flattered him.
They saw it when they came back today.
When someone came to the mansion, they were surrounded by people. The housekeeper warned them not to offend the distinguished guest.
I'm afraid that the Zhang family's backer has arrived.
Zhang Heming raised his hand, indicating that he didn't want to hear this.
"Okay, use it to buy some medicine and apply it on your face, so as not to make a fool of yourself." Zhang Heming took out a piece of silver and threw it to a group of waiters.
The guys quickly took the benefits and complimented him a few more times before leaving.
Zhang Heming felt a little unwilling that he hadn't taught Qin Zhou a lesson. But thinking back, he realized that what his friend said was right. Qin Zhou was just like that. No matter if he was crazy or not, if Qin Zhou couldn't enter the immortal sect, the Qin family would be ruined.
But he is different. Although his talent is not high, he has a certain hope of entering the immortal sect. And this time, his father also got the help of a cultivator from the immortal sect...
From now on, Pingcheng will belong to the Zhang family.
"Master." Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door, "Master, the master wants you to pack up and go to the hall to meet the distinguished guest."
Zhang Heming was startled, "Okay, I'll be right there."
Zhang Heming knew that the person who came this time was a relationship his father had established with great difficulty, and of course, most of the Zhang family's assets were given over.
The other party also sent an alchemist.
The purpose is to suppress the Qin family.
As long as the Zhang family also has an alchemist from the immortal sect... then the Qin family will have nothing to be arrogant about.
Zhang Heming straightened his clothes and strode out.
…
Qin Zhou didn't know that Zhang Heming had asked people to take a tour of the village.
After waking up from a night's sleep at Qin's house, he took Chen San to the alchemy room behind the medicine shop early in the morning.
I gave thirty pills of the drug produced yesterday to the shopkeeper, and now he still has twenty pills on him.
However, the effect of the primary elixir is minimal for Qin Zhou, whose talent growth is only 0.01.
The marrow cleansing pill is his goal.
The difference between the Marrow Cleansing Pill and the primary elixir lies in the Shen Gui Cao.
Shen Gui Cao is also considered a spiritual material. The pills made with it as the main material have the effect of strengthening the body and can be taken by ordinary people. They are not rare common spiritual materials.
However, few people know that a small amount of Shen Gui Grass and Ling Xin Fruit can be used to refine the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
Qin Zhou had spent a lot of materials in order to test out more pill recipes, and that tiny bit of Shen Gui Grass was put in by accident when he made a mistake in operation.
I thought the pill was bad, but it turned out to be gold, and I got the recipe for the marrow cleansing pill.
Since then, he has accepted all characters, no matter how many talents they have. The reason is that he can change everyone's talents. This is also the secret of his small village's rapid growth.
However, the initial stage of marrow cleansing pill is only effective for ordinary people.
If it is a higher-level cultivator, the effect of this initial stage marrow cleansing pill is not much different from that of a sugar bean ball.
But at this moment, for Qin Zhou, whose talent is 0.01, the Marrow Cleansing Pill is no different from a top-grade elixir.
It's not just him.
It should be said that for all mortals, this may be the stepping stone to the immortal path.
To put it more exaggeratedly.
This is something that is enough to change the entire mortal world.
Just as I was thinking about it, a golden light flashed before my eyes and disappeared.
The smoke from the alchemy furnace slowly dissipated, and dozens of small black pills were faintly visible at the bottom of the furnace.
Qin Zhou knew it was done.
Seeing this, Chen San was happy for him, "Master, the pill is out, one, two, three, four..."
Thirteen Fourteen...
As Chen San counted, the excitement in his tone slowly faded, "Master...fifteen pills."
Compared to the fifty pills last night, these fifteen pills seemed much more "normal".
Qin Zhou didn't feel lost.
The success rate of the Marrow Cleansing Pill was much lower than that of the Spiritual Pill. If he could produce fifteen pills, it would be a great achievement for his title.
"Master, this pill seems to be different from the one from last night." After taking out all the pills, Chen San realized that something was wrong.
"Well, this is something else."
Chen San was immediately delighted, "So that's how it is."
That’s why only fifteen pills were produced, he said, it’s definitely not the young master’s fault.
Qin Zhou took the pill from Chen San. He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Chen San, do you want to enter the Immortal Sect?"
Chen San was stunned for a moment, "Master, ask me...how can I enter the immortal sect? I don't have the talent."
Children from ordinary families would also be tested for talent, but he had already been tested and found that he did not have that talent. In addition, his family was poor, so he dared not even think about it.
"What if I have that talent?"
Qin Zhou's continuous questions left Chen San at a loss as to how to answer.
"Maybe... I would think about it." Chen San scratched his head, "Everyone says that once you become a cultivator, you won't have to worry about anything. You won't have to worry about making a living if you don't want to be a cultivator."
Qin Zhou nodded gently, "This pill can help me enter the immortal gate. It can also help you."
Chen San finally understood what Qin Zhou meant and shook his head quickly, "I don't want it, Master, use it."
The elixir was precious, and the young master actually considered whether to give it to him. Chen San was terrified, but his heart was also very warm. Even if the young master didn't really want to give it to him, just asking this question was enough for Chen San.
Qin Zhou saw the sincerity in his eyes and didn't say anything else.
Chen San has a good character.
In the past, such a character would definitely become his villager.
But now it's no longer a game, he will respect Chen San's wishes.
When he enters the immortal gate, if Chen San is willing to follow him, he will give him some training. If he is not willing, he can stay in the Qin family shop as a junior alchemist and live a life of luxury.
However, the most urgent task now is to try out the effect of this marrow cleansing pill.
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