The sea area where the Lu family is located has been troubled by pirates.
Going out to sea to fish can lead to robbery, but the monks on these islands have no intention of taking action.
The cultivators on the third-level fairy island did not dare to take action. After all, the leaders were all cultivators at the seventh, eighth, eighth or ninth level of the Golden Core.
The True Lords of the fourth-level fairy island did not want to take action and only looted some resources. The pirates were already very reasonable and did not hurt anyone.
Many people even think that the so-called owner of Wanxian Island is very law-abiding.
Since it wasn't done too drastically, these forces didn't react too much.
After all, a new official has a lot of things to do when he takes office, let alone foreign pirates.
It's understandable to make some noise.
They just treat it as giving some resources and making friends.
It is impossible to take action. Who knows what level of cultivation the master of Wanxian Island has. Everything is fine now. It's good for everyone. It's just that some independent cultivators from small and medium-sized families are unlucky.
For them, it doesn't matter. It would be better if they robbed everything so that they can exploit these monks better.
But soon things started to go wrong, and several level-three islands affiliated with the Lu family were looted one after another.
And the methods are quite cruel.
Several small forces were left without a single survivor, and one-third of their land was taken away.
It is a pity that these news have hardly been spread out, and up to now, the Lu family and the major forces on the fairy island have not received this news.
In more than half a year, Zheng Sanjin has created the prototype of the Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals.
On this day, two Nascent Soul auras returned from outside the island. They were the two people who had broken through outside and successfully condensed their Nascent Souls and returned.
The Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals, this newly emerging force, welcomed two new Yuanying Zhenjuns.
Zheng Sanjin waved his hand and called back all the cultivators. Both of them had successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, so it was just right to hold a Nascent Soul conference.
At the same time, he had to prepare for the final plan and make a small pre-war mobilization.
The Wanxian Island was decorated with lights and lanterns, and the monks all had smiles on their faces, whether they were sincere or not.
In a cave were Li Rui, He Wenfeng and others.
"Deyi, you must say a few good words in front of the Lord. Don't let those who come later snatch this opportunity away from you."
"Yes, Deyi, you and I have been through thick and thin together. Now that you are also in the Nascent Soul stage, you will definitely have a say in the Lord's affairs."
"Don't worry, don't worry. I just got back and I don't know what's going on."
Li Rui and He Wenfeng don't want to go back to the sect at all now. They are too close to the Ningying Pill here with Zheng Sanjin.
Especially when they heard that Zheng Sanjin was going to reward them with another Ningying Pill, they were really greedy.
So when they heard that this Ningying Pill was going to be given to Bai Sui and the others, they couldn't sit still at all.
Just as Lu Deyi Ningying had returned, they came looking for him immediately.
After listening to the two people's explanations, Lu Deyi spoke.
"Don't worry, I'm definitely on your side."
"Having one more Nascent Soul will also be beneficial to us."
"Hahaha, Deyi is the one who sees things clearly."
"Then we'll take our leave."
"Well, take care. I won't see you off."
When the two of them walked to the entrance of the cave, Lu Deyi's voice was heard again.
"By the way, you should be careful about how you address others in the future. After all, we are from an orthodox family, so we should be respectful. Of course, if we are just a few of us, then we can just be casual."
Li Rui and He Wenfeng were stunned for a moment, then smiled and said yes.
Lu Deyi looked at the two people's receding backs, first hummed softly, then sighed.
"I'll help you. Do I have the nerve to make the Lord change his mind?"
"Why do you think I came back after I achieved Nascent Soul?"
"My Lord, you are unfathomable."
At the Yuanying Conference, the two met Zheng Sanjin again.
The two men's attitude towards Zheng Sanjin was even more respectful.
Letting the two of them go to another fairy island to use the spiritual veins to condense their infants was already beyond the expectations of all the cultivators at that time.
At that time, many cultivators privately speculated that the two would definitely not come back. They had both become Nascent Souls, so why bother working under Zheng Sanjin? The vast ocean was such a big place that they could go anywhere.
Everyone was puzzled when the two of them came back at the same time and appeared on Wanxian Island, and now they were even more respectful to Zheng Sanjin.
Their doubts almost reached a peak.
I just can’t understand why. Was he really conquered by Zheng Sanjin?
How could they know that this Ningying Pill contained Zheng Sanjin's method of fixing the infant's fate.
There was no problem at all when the Golden Elixir entered the body, and even when the Nascent Soul was condensed, there was no hindrance at all. It was just the moment when the Nascent Soul was formed and just broke through.
The method of fixing the baby is like discovering the target, it is started directly.
He had just enjoyed the power of his Nascent Soul for a moment, and before the smile on his face could fully bloom, his Nascent Soul was imprisoned.
And because this method of fixing the infant already exists when the infant is condensed, it is three times more reliable than the usual method of fixing the infant.
Do these two dare not come back? Can they not come back?
This secret technique of imprisoning the Nascent Soul has only appeared in rumors. Now, it has happened to them, and they have no hope of luck at all.
I used to laugh at Zheng Sanjin and Shaozhi for being too superstitious about their own martial arts and trusting their performances too much.
It turns out that they were the less intelligent ones, and others may not have believed them from the beginning to the end.
Zheng Sanjin waved at them, temporarily removing the Dingying technique on them.
"You are now one of the masters of our Wanxian Palace. From now on, Wanxian Palace will have five fixed masters."
"The five hall masters will have the authority to allocate important breakthrough resources."
"Of course, this is only in the early stages. Once we have enough resources, we will open up all resource exchanges."
The two of them sneered in their hearts. There is nothing new under the sun. You use the excuse of limited resources to drive away the old forces, but what about yourself?
He who slays a dragon becomes a dragon himself.
However, both of them expressed their approval and gratitude.
As they talked, Zheng Sanjin seemed like a saint sent from heaven, giving these Jindan monks a way to be promoted.
Zheng Sanjin didn't care what they thought. Resources below the Nascent Soul stage were far less meaningful to him than Spirit Crystals. He brought out the breakthrough resources to attract attention just to make it easier for him to obtain Spirit Crystals with the help of the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace.
As for whether they are willing to completely give up control over resources, I'm sure they are reluctant to do so. Once they have gained power, it is extremely difficult to give it up.
"Now, there are only three of us in the palace. It's just right that you can use your voting rights today."
"You don't have to worry about me. Just vote according to your own ideas. After all, you are now also hall masters. In terms of status, we are on the same level."
As he spoke, he took out a Ningying Pill.
When the two looked at the Ningying Pill again, their feelings were very complicated.
"Please raise your hands if you agree to give it to Shiraho."
Under the high platform, all the monks were watching this scene.
Once again, they felt the majesty of Yuanying Zhenjun and the beauty of power.
Just raising your hand can make a world of difference for a cultivator at the peak of the Jindan realm.
Bai Sui only got one vote from Zheng Sanjin, and her face looked a little ugly.
Hu Laoliu's face turned a little red, which was the excited look of a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core Stage.
"Please raise your hands if you agree with Hu Laoliu."
To everyone's surprise, Hu Laoliu only got one vote, which was Zheng Sanjin's vote.
Everyone's eyes turned to Zuoqiu Yuansheng.
"Please raise your hands if you agree with Zuoqiu Yuansheng."
Swish, swish, swish, all three votes passed.
"Zuoqiu Yuansheng, come to the stage."
In a daze, he got the Ningying Pill. Standing behind the three hall masters, Zuoqiu Yuansheng felt it was too unreal.
Zheng Sanjin ignored him and patted the musk turtle under his butt which had shrunk to a size of three meters in diameter, and carried him slowly to the middle.
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