Chapter 145 Different (4K)

The three people in this group looked like master and servant.

The leader looked like a young scholar from an aristocratic family, with clear features and no evil aura at all.

The other two were more ordinary, one middle-aged and one young, dressed as servants, but they did not look like ordinary people.

Hearing what the scholar said, the younger man on the left asked, "Sir, this Zheng Fa just gained some fame in the Jiushan Sect. He is just a Qigong cultivator. Why should we care so much about him?"

The young man glanced at him and said nothing.

"...You're talking too much!" The older man slapped the man who was asking the question on the face, and scolded him, "Young Master is interested in this man, so let's go and find out. Do I need to explain to you?"

"…I am guilty of my crime."

The young man didn't even dare to get angry after being beaten. He just lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

After hearing what he said, the young master looked at the two of them for a long while before he spoke: "Not only Zheng Fa, but also the geniuses of the Hundred Immortals Alliance and even the geniuses of the Xuanwei Realm, our Holy Church will not let them go."

The other two looked at each other, seemingly a little confused.

"Last time when the spiritual power was declining, a peerless talent emerged from the Tianhe Sect. Our Saint Sect didn't pay much attention to it in the early days, but we didn't expect that he would almost unify Xuanwei in the end." The young man's face showed fear or yearning, and he continued, "That time, our Saint Sect was almost wiped out by him."

“If it weren’t for the deep foundation of our Holy Sect and the blessing of our ancestors, I’m afraid our inheritance would have been cut off. This time, our Holy Sect will never make the mistake of ignoring these geniuses again.”

"So... that's why you attach so much importance to Zheng Fa?"

The other two understood a little.

“Not really. What the sect fears most are the famous geniuses from the five major sects. For the Hundred Immortals Alliance, only a few people like Zhang Wuyi are valued by the sect.” The young man shook his head: “It’s just that Zheng Fa is rumored to be the most gifted person in the art of talismans in the Hundred Immortals Alliance for thousands of years, and he was accepted as a disciple by the head of the Nine Mountains Sect, so I am a little interested.”

"I teach martial arts that are best at disguise. You two can go to Jiushan Sect and have a look..." The young man thought for a moment and added, "If there is a chance, take Zheng Fa's life."

"yes."

…

"Senior Sister Zhang asked me to live at her house?" Zheng Fa looked at Senior Sister Yuan in front of him, a little surprised by the news that Senior Sister Yuan brought.

"Yes." Senior Sister Yuan nodded and thought for a while, seeming to remember Senior Sister Zhang's original words: "She said that the Xuanwei Realm is not peaceful now, and several young cultivators with some reputations have died inexplicably - the place where you live now is too close to the market, and it is easy for bad people to take advantage of you."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Fa couldn't help but look towards Senior Sister Zhang's courtyard.

It seemed that I saw the figure in the independent pavilion, looking at me with a smile.

"I have also been living at Senior Sister Zhang's house." Senior Sister Yuan patted her chest and said, "I promised Senior Sister Zhang that I would watch over you... no, protect you!"

Zheng Fa knew Sister Zhang’s good intentions.

Senior Sister Zhang’s yard is full of spiritual energy and is much safer than where Zheng Fa lives now - anyone would envy Zheng Fa.

But he did not nod in agreement immediately, but looked at the Seventh Young Master behind him.

"Zheng Fa, I have to go back to Qingmu Sect too."

As if he knew what Zheng Fa was thinking, the Seventh Young Master suddenly spoke.

"What are you doing?"

The Seventh Young Master pursed his lips, pulled Zheng Fa a few steps away, and then asked softly: "My sister's trip to Taiyang County this time is very dangerous, right?"

“…”

Zheng Fa couldn't help but grin.

The clever Seventh Young Master is online again.

"She gave me a lot of spirit stones and elixirs during this period, saying that she didn't need them anymore." The Seventh Young Master lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Does she think I'm stupid?"

"…It's not that dangerous. Senior Sister Zhao, just be careful. You should be able to survive without any worries. Senior Sister Zhang will take care of you as well."

Zheng Fa couldn't help but speak out to comfort him.

"I know my sister is actually very tired..." The Seventh Young Master suddenly interrupted Zheng Fa: "Not only does she have to practice herself, but she also has to help me collect resources and expand my network. My master, she also asked many people to help me get in touch with him... Zheng Fa, I want to go back to practice."

“…”

"Once I have established my foundation, I will be able to help my sister."

"When I become a golden elixir, I will be able to give my sister whatever she wants."

"Wait until I reach Nascent Soul stage. Hehe, I will bring you along to enjoy the happiness, along with my mother... Oh, and Gao Yuan!"

"…Then I'll wait."

Zheng Fa pursed his lips and smiled, looking at the Seventh Young Master.

He had always felt that the Seventh Young Master seemed to be doing well in the Qingmu Sect and nothing seemed to have changed.

But now I find that he has changed.

…

When sending the Seventh Young Master to the dock, the Seventh Young Master suddenly asked Zheng Fa, "I heard that the Hundred Immortals Alliance holds a Hundred Immortals Dharma Assembly every ten years, where disciples from various sects will exchange ideas and compete with each other. Will you go?"

"I think so."

I have heard of Zheng Fa's Dharma Assembly of a Hundred Immortals.

Zheng Fa also understood the nature of the Hundred Immortals Alliance.

Rather than being a sect, it is more like an alliance of commercial city-states.

There is frequent business exchanges between various schools and factions.

But most of them do their own thing.

The Hundred Immortals Dharma Assembly is a place for the Hundred Immortals Alliance to build relationships and compete for interests.

It seems that the next Hundred Immortals Conference is less than two years away - generally speaking, the Hundred Immortals Conference is held two years after the Immortal Products Conference. Usually by this time period, the most talented among the new disciples have almost emerged.

You can take it out and show it to everyone.

Zheng Fa remembered that Senior Sister Zhang had surpassed her peers with her foundation-building skills at a Hundred Immortals Conference several decades ago and won the title of the best in talisman magic.

"I should be able to go too." The Seventh Young Master's eyes sparkled. "After two years of hard training, I should have already established my foundation."

"Um."

Zheng Fa didn't quite understand what the Seventh Young Master wanted to say.

"You should be able to do it too." The Seventh Young Master's face was full of lofty ambitions: "When the time comes, let's meet as Foundation Establishment cultivators!"

"...Usually when I use such an impassioned tone, I'd at least call him a Jindan stage."

Zheng Fa couldn't help but complain.

Looking at the Seventh Young Master's frozen expression, Zheng Fa couldn't help but burst out laughing.

In the Xuanwei world, he only feels like a young man when he is with a few people.

"Zhao Jingfan." Zheng Fa's face suddenly became serious: "Do you know what I am expecting?"

"ah?"

"Yuanying meets."

The Seventh Young Master held it in for a long time before he spoke: "...I wouldn't even dream of doing this."

Wait until Zheng Fa sent the seventh young master onto the boat.

The Seventh Young Master suddenly held onto the boat's railing and shouted to Zheng Fa, "Yuanying, meet me!"

Zheng Fa smiled and waved to the Seventh Young Master on the boat.

Of course it is difficult to achieve the Nascent Soul stage, and it is even more difficult for someone like the Seventh Young Master whose aptitude is not top-notch, but Zheng Fa still hopes that there is someone like the Seventh Young Master in this world.

Can live longer.

The people around were attracted by the Seventh Young Master's shouting.

They all looked towards the two of them.

“Uncle, is this a cultivator from the Immortal Sect?” In the crowd, an old man and a young man looked at the Seventh Young Master and Zheng Fa. The young man who had been slapped in the boat before laughed softly, “Yuan Ying? You are so stupid that you don’t know your own limitations.”

The middle-aged man glanced at him, signaling him not to talk too much in such a crowded place. The two men walked towards the market town. When they passed Zheng Fa, the young man looked back again.

"The immortal sect monks are different from us uncles and nephews." The middle-aged monk spoke up when he saw that there was no one around: "We in the Holy Sect respect bloodline, and the bloodline of the ancient saints is more noble than that of us."

"We rely on our bloodline to cultivate very quickly, but if we hadn't obtained the Holy Blood Pill, we would have no hope of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage."

"The immortal sect cultivators don't have this kind of restriction." At this point, the middle-aged man sighed and said, "My Holy Sect is strong because of its bloodline, but it is also limited by it. Even the Holy Son is the same. That's why we are so afraid of these unrestricted geniuses."

The young man nodded, and looked at Jiushan in the distance with a bit of fear: "But there are still three Nascent Souls in the Jiushan Sect, and the two of us are only at the Foundation Establishment stage..."

"So the young master is not coming."

"..." The middle-aged man glanced at his companion with an unhappy expression and said, "Don't feel uncomfortable. Don't just say that my Holy Church is like this. It's the same everywhere in the Xuanwei Realm. The Jiushan Sect is no different."

The young man pursed his lips.

The middle-aged man smiled, as if he thought he was inexperienced. "In our Holy Sect, those with low cultivation and poor bloodline serve as slaves to those geniuses. Aren't these immortal sects the same? They are just covered with a layer of righteousness."

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"Alright, the Jiushan Sect is definitely not something we two can mess with, so let's not delay any more and go find where Zheng Fa lives first."

The two came to Zheng Fa's yard.

The middle-aged man laughed as soon as he saw it: "This place is full of good and bad people. Let's be careful. It won't be difficult to find an opportunity to quickly kill this person. The difficult part is how to get away."

The young man also looked around and nodded.

This place was originally for new disciples to live in. In addition to the disciples of Jiushan Sect, there were also their families living around.

And because the Jiushan Zongfang Market is now bustling.

There are also many outsiders who settle here.

It’s really a good place to start.

The two were afraid that the night would be too long and might cause trouble, so they simply found an inn on the corner of the street and observed the movements of Zheng Fa's family through the windows of the room every day.

One day later.

"Uncle...Does Zheng Fa really live here?"

The young man couldn't help it and asked the middle-aged man next to him.

"I asked around, it's this courtyard." The middle-aged man was also confused. Looking at the empty courtyard, he muttered to himself, "Zheng Fa is very famous in Jiushan Sect."

"Can……"

"Wait two more days!"

“…”

Three days later.

The uncle and nephew stood by the window, looking at each other.

"Uncle, the shopkeeper is asking me what I do in my room every day..."

"...Let's go to the market and ask around!"

"Then... let's go watch a play?" The young man suddenly suggested, "This thing has become very famous recently, and it's on tonight!"

Looking at his nephew's pleading eyes, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

…

When the uncle and nephew arrived at the theater, the entrance was already crowded with people buying tickets.

The young man squeezed in the crowd and finally grabbed two tickets. When he turned around to look at his uncle, he found that the uncle was looking around.

"Uncle, what are you looking at?"

"I heard that this play was created by Zheng Fa. Now it seems that Jiushan Sect has made a lot of money from it."

The two walked into the theater and found that most of the 10,000 seats were occupied.

The uncle calculated in his mind, then said to his nephew beside him with emotion: "In this game, Jiushan Sect must have earned at least 300 spirit stones."

His nephew nodded, but didn't take the words to heart, just looked around eagerly.

The middle-aged man looked at his nephew's expression and sighed slightly, knowing that his nephew's personality was not yet formed and he just liked to be in the crowd.

But the Holy Church has a strict hierarchy and will not tolerate his presumptuous behavior.

This was the first time the Holy Teaching was preached, and the performance was a little excessive.

Thinking of this, his heart softened and he followed his nephew.

After a while, "Saving Xiao Xiu Pang Qian" began.

The time of the drama seemed to pass in a flash. After watching it, the uncle and nephew followed the crowd out of the theater without saying a word.

He seemed to be still immersed in the plot.

After a while, the middle-aged man suddenly heard his nephew muttering, "The Jiushan Sect is different."

"Um?"

"In this play, the people of Jiushan Sect were willing to spend such a huge price to rescue a young cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage." The young man said softly, "It's different from our Holy Church."

"..." The middle-aged man twitched his lips and looked at his nephew, feeling a little headache...

I know that you are a bit rebellious, and we in the Hunmo Sect don't care about loyalty or righteousness.

But...isn't this a bit too crooked?

"This is a play! It's adapted from a script!" He whispered, "It's fake!"

After hearing what he said, his nephew stopped talking.

After the two of them left the theater, they strolled around the market town and tried to inquire about Zheng Fa's whereabouts.

The middle-aged man took a look at the crowds in the market and couldn't help but sigh, "This market is so lively. It wasn't there when we came a few days ago. I think they were attracted by the drama - Jiushan Sect really made a lot of money."

His nephew didn't care about economic matters, he just looked around and went wherever there was excitement.

As they walked, they found a shop that was doing very good business. Many people were crowding in front of the shop and even forming a long queue.

There was a sign in front of the store: "One and a half stone per person, no more!"

The uncle and nephew walked forward and saw that this was actually a Linggu shop.

"Brother, why is this shop so popular?" the young man asked the monk at the end of the line curiously.

"Is this your first time in Jiushan Sect?"

"yes."

"The yellow sprout rice here is cheap! It is said that Jiushan Sect negotiated the price with Qianhe Sect specifically so that people can buy affordable spiritual rice."

“…”

The uncle and nephew looked at the winding team.

"Let's come to watch the play and buy some spiritual rice to take back. We can eat it ourselves or sell it. We can make some money, right?" The cultivator was still sighing, "It's just that each of us can only buy half a stone. I heard that the disciples of Jiushan Sect are not restricted... and there are quite a few people who increase the price and resell it. They are very evil."

"But what can we do?" The monk sighed and said, "The Renjiushan Sect said that these are all benefits for the lower-level disciples. If we eat and sell them, it will be fine as long as the disciples can live a better life."

Hearing this, the young man looked at his uncle and said softly, "Uncle, the Jiushan Sect is different."

His uncle didn't say anything either.

Just standing silently behind the monk...

(End of this chapter)