None of them had ever seen the true appearance of the Divine Whip, so naturally they had no way of distinguishing it.
Wang Xiuyuan would rather the sacrificial spirit obtained this artifact, at least he could still take care of his own people. If it was obtained by someone else, there would be no benefit at all.
"Our ancestors left behind a legacy in the ancestral hall. Perhaps Master Jiling could go and take a look. We don't have spiritual roots, and we're not cultivators, so we can't see their legacy or their messages."
Lin Xiang was not the type to drag his feet. Since he had said that, he immediately used his sleeve to roll up the two of them and teleported himself to the front of the Wang family's ancestral hall.
From the outside, this place looked unremarkable. He had scanned it with his spiritual sense many times before and found nothing unusual.
Wang Xiuyuan and Wang Minghai, uncle and nephew, felt a black screen before their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, they found themselves standing outside the familiar ancestral hall. This kind of supernatural power made them feel afraid, but at the same time, at ease.
Of course, the stronger the land god you worship, the better, so that the development of the village and your family will get better and better.
"So soon?"
The position change was completed in less than a breath.
Lin Xiang took the lead and walked into the ancestral hall first.
If the previous land temple was the most luxurious building, then the ancestral hall could be considered the second.
There are many plaques with the names of ancestors written on them, arranged from high to low.
Among all the plaques, only the person at the top has the surname Ji, named Ji Jin, and the rest are members of the Wang clan.
This is still qualified to be put on the table. The thick stack of family tree in the ancestral hall records more names, which has continued to this day.
Ji Jin was originally the crown prince of King Ling of Zhou, known as Prince Jin. However, due to a major disagreement with his father over the flood control method of draining rather than blocking, he was demoted to a commoner. It was precisely because of this that his branch of the family was able to survive the collapse and war of the Zhou Dynasty.
“I don’t seem to see any inheritance here.”
Lin Xiang checked repeatedly with his spiritual sense and naked eyes, but could not find anything special. It looked like an ordinary building.
If the loss of the divine whip can be considered a mistake in inheritance, then the most important family ancestral hall is actually fake.
What is real?
Compared with Wang Xiuyuan's dejection, Wang Minghai almost couldn't stand. Such a big man knelt down on the mat. What were all his persistence and hard work over the years?
Were those traditions and sayings deliberately compiled by our ancestors for fun?
Lin Xiang was actually disappointed, but he didn't show it. Of course, it would be best to have these things, but he could live well without them.
After all, these were still his ancestors. He picked up an ordinary incense stick from the tribute table, and a faint light of fire-extinguishing divine light flashed across his fingers. He immediately lit the incense stick and gently inserted it into the incense burner.
It is impossible to kneel down and worship, just bow slightly to show respect.
The entire ancestral hall suddenly burst into golden light, and the entire space instantly extended to the surroundings, becoming much wider, as if arriving in a cave.
The gods lighting incense is extraordinary!
Lin Xiang’s current identity is no longer that of an ordinary person. He represents the fortune of this land and directly activated the long-sealed Wang Family Ancestral Hall.
This may also be a backup plan deliberately left by the ancestors of the Wang family.
Only the most outstanding and fortunate descendants can activate the inheritance. Even if ordinary cultivators obtain this inheritance, they will not be able to counterattack, but will instead become a death warrant.
As for the enemy, they would not burn incense in the ancestral hall of their enemy's home.
A small action can identify friend from foe.
As the space of the ancestral hall continued to expand, the names on the original plaques suddenly turned into lifelike human figures and appeared in the hall.
They were all images left behind by the ancestors of the Wang family. The one at the top, Ji Jin, was even more terrifying. He looked like an immortal, holding a sheng in his hand and playing it slowly.
The prince ascended to heaven, and Ji Jin flew away on a white crane. The ancestor of the Wang family was indeed a true immortal.
The scene of the phantom playing the flute looked extremely pleasing to the eye, and then the sound of music from the flute came to Lin Xiang's ears.
As the oldest wind instrument in Chinese history, the music sounds melodious and warm, like the singing of a phoenix.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the sound attack skill—Phoenix Wings!]
Lin Xiang never expected that the inheritance prepared by the Wang family ancestor for his descendants would be intercepted by himself.
It seems that there is no way to escape the identity of the founding disciple. I am not the kind of person who will run away after getting good things. I must repay the other party.
[Phoenix Spreads Wings: Level 1 sound attack skill. Blowing the sheng summons a phoenix-like bird to attack enemies within 100 meters. Consumes 50 spiritual power points.]
Originally, he didn't have group attack skills, but after obtaining Phoenix Wings, he made up for this shortcoming.
Lin Xiang doesn't have a musical instrument like the Sheng now. If he wants to use his skills, he must customize an instrument for himself, otherwise instruments made of ordinary materials will not be able to withstand the impact of spiritual power.
After the inheritance was given, the mysterious phenomena in the ancestral hall gradually subsided, and the images of the ancestors returned to the tablets, waiting to be activated next time.
Wang Minghai opened his mouth wide and replied in disbelief, "It's actually true!"
Tears flowed from his eyes, and such a tough guy actually burst into tears.
Wang Xiuyuan was standing aside with tears in his eyes. He thought that his perseverance over the years had not been in vain. His ancestors had been silently blessing him all the time!
Lin Xiang turned to the two men and said, "I accidentally inherited the sound attack from Immortal Ji Jin. He should be very satisfied with what you have done. Now let's talk about the village. Do you have any ideas for its development?"
"I plan to go to the town or county to hire a real teacher to teach the children in the village. No matter whether they choose to pursue spiritual cultivation or take the imperial examination in the future, they must learn to read and write." Wang Minghai wiped the tears from his face, his voice choked.
He is not only the patriarch of the Wang family, but also the village chief of Dongshan Village. He has the responsibility and obligation to help the village develop better.
Nowadays, the teachers in the village only know the simplest arithmetic and basic enlightenment such as Three Character Classic. They also need to work in the fields on a regular basis, so they have very little time to actually teach and educate.
Since Dongshan Village can develop with the support of Huanyu Market, it will definitely become a popular place and may even attract a large number of settlers.
Wang Xiuyuan already had a premonition that he might not be able to walk far, so he replied, "There are two young men and a grown woman in the village. Maybe we can use this opportunity to find a good family."
"In the future, when we can afford to eat and have spacious and safe houses to live in, everyone can have more children if they want, or fewer if they want. It's up to the couple to decide."
If a family wants to grow and prosper, it certainly cannot do without descendants.
What Wang Minghai wants to do is to strengthen the cohesion of the family. The family’s current profitability and money-making capacity are not good enough to provide enough help.
Lin Xiang encouraged him and said, "Think about it carefully, communicate with Tan Mengru or the other young heroes, and let them help you find a way out."
Players are knowledgeable and have the support of countless netizens behind them, so the advice they can give is definitely much better than your own.
"Thank you, Lord Ji Ling, for your help. Without you, we would definitely not be able to confirm the matter of the ancestral hall." Wang Xiuyuan had clearly stood up, but knelt down again.
"Don't thank me. I got more from your village."
He provided protection to Dongshan Village, allowing them to survive in the gray fog. In turn, the villagers of Dongshan Village continuously provided faith, and the two sides relied on each other to survive in this chaotic world.
"I must organize a grand ceremony to commemorate our ancestors later."
Wang Minghai muttered to himself that he hoped to gradually make the family situation public in this way.
Lin Xiang left them in the ancestral hall and walked back to the land temple in one step, which was very similar to the magical power of being so close yet so far away.
Although the training was boring, he still had to
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"Boss, we are back." A Long and A Hu appeared quietly in the room without disturbing the customers of Baibao Pavilion.
They are the shopkeeper's guards, responsible for secretly investigating or handling some things that cannot be seen in the light.
Shopkeeper Han activated the anti-eavesdropping array in the room, then closed the doors and windows and asked seriously, "Do you have any news this time?"
Ah Hu just stood by the side the whole time, his eyes fixed on his companion next to him.
A'long was already used to it. He took out the image stone in his hand and said, "Shopkeeper, when we first arrived in Qifeng Town, the six-winged golden cicada spirit told us that Xia Yuan, a senior disciple of Yueying Palace, was easily defeated by a dragon from Dongshan Village. He was not sure what level of cultivation the Dongshan Village spirit was at."
"There is actually a dragon in Dongshan Village?" Shopkeeper Han looked solemn.
The Jiaolong is not an ordinary monster. The worst cultivation level of a natural Jiaolong is the Nascent Soul Stage. If it is an evolved Jiaolong, it is even more powerful, and its cultivation level is often the Refining Void Stage or the Tribulation Stage.
No matter which kind it is, it is not something that a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage like me can deal with.
No wonder it could easily defeat Xia Yuan. It clearly only used one percent or one ten-thousandth of its strength.
"The story about the dragon was told by the six-winged golden cicada. I didn't see it myself. I just sensed the presence of a powerful monster inside the Huanyu Market." A Long was very cautious. "What surprised me the most was actually the person in charge of the Huanyu Market, a spirit."
Shopkeeper Han quickly summarized the information, "So you didn't see the real Sacrifice Spirit?"
Aaron nodded repeatedly. "Yes, the Dongshan Village spirits are said to be practicing, but no one knows what they are actually doing. The one who is in charge of interacting with the monks is a female spirit named Tan Mengru. She is clearly in ghost form, but she can move freely under the sun. It's amazing."
Ghosts usually only appear at night or when there is fog. If they appear during the day, they will be burned to death by the sun.
The appearance of the dragon was already surprising, and now the spirit body appeared directly in broad daylight. This was completely a miracle of nature!
"It's not just the Huanyu Market. The spiritual energy outside the market is also abundant. I've seen many low-level cultivators digging spiritual fields. Some places have planted silver arrow grass and other spiritual herbs. I wonder if there are spiritual veins here originally, or if they migrated from somewhere else."
"Its geographical location is quite advantageous, very close to the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It could be reached in two breaths by flying on a sword. If the Huanyu Market can really be put into operation, it might attract those monks who need to explore the mountains."
"It must be a pre-existing spiritual vein. If they were migrating from somewhere else, why would they choose a small mountain village? There are so many better locations to choose from." Shopkeeper Han's mind was already tilting towards the Huanyu Market, so he continued to inquire, "You just mentioned low-level cultivators. How many low-level cultivators are there?"
Although low-level monks have the weakest consumption capacity, their development potential and activity level are the highest.
If a market town is full of high-level cultivators, it may be very deserted and you won't see anyone there at all.
The cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage are the foundation of the entire cultivation world!
Some of them will remain in the Qi Refining Stage forever, but many will gradually break through and become the backbone of the cultivation world.
Aaron was unable to count them all. "I estimate there are at least three hundred people. It's very lively over there, completely different from the markets I've seen. It seems like everyone is very happy."
There are more monks in Taichang Market, but almost every monk has a stern or sad face, having experienced the beatings of life. However, the monks in Huanyu Market are very naive.
Anyone who smiles in Taichang Market will immediately become a fat sheep that is targeted.
Many people are usually well-behaved monks, but once they discover a robber, they may hide their identities and become robbers. The same is true for many disciples from famous and upright sects.
This is what Aaron finds most incredible.
As gamers, especially those who play virtual reality games, people are usually very happy.
Even if you encounter all kinds of setbacks and dangers, you will still be in a good mood. After all, this is the original intention of playing games.
If you continue to play games while swearing and crying, you are most likely being pua by the game manufacturer.
Of course, Manager Han and others were not clear about the identities of the players. They just thought that those low-level monks looked like flowers in a greenhouse.
"Finally, these are the items being auctioned at the Huanyu Market. The Sacrifice Spirit placed them directly in the middle of the auction venue, allowing those of us who wish to participate to view them freely. These items appear to be genuine, but I cannot attack or touch anything within them no matter what."
"After all, the other party is powerful, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to do this."
They had gradually determined that Lin Xiang was a hidden master and no longer had any doubts.
Shopkeeper Han is no ordinary person. He has experienced all kinds of good things in the Treasure Pavilion and knows that the Rejuvenating Pill, Foundation Establishing Pill and other items are exactly the same as the ones he has handled.
"This auction should be real." Shopkeeper Han gradually confirmed this, but at the same time, new doubts arose.
Even if it's true, what does it have to do with me?
He had already established his foundation and didn't care about his appearance. He also knew that he didn't know how many thousand-year-old spiritual fruits he needed to eat to slightly improve his spiritual root qualifications.
The Treasure Pavilion itself sells things, but many of the things here cannot be found in the Treasure Pavilion at all. Should I buy these things myself and then resell them?
Shopkeeper Han’s target is actually the Universal Market itself.
"Maybe we can go and investigate and see if we can open a treasure house there."
It is better to provide timely help than to add icing on the cake. When the Universal Market is not yet bustling, as the first merchant to settle in, I will definitely get more resources.
The house prices are low, the location is great, and you can even establish a good relationship with the mysterious sacrificial spirit.
Every cultivator wants to continue to break through, and Manager Han also has the idea of reaching the Golden Core stage.
But this decision is difficult to make because too many issues are involved.
"Bang, bang, bang"
There was a sudden knock on the door.
The soundproofing array isolates the inside from the outside, not the outside from the inside.
Shopkeeper Han knew that unless there was something particularly important, his subordinates outside would not easily come to disturb him, so he signaled A Long and A Hu to put away the photo stone and then opened the door.
A young woman with an anxious look on her face stood outside the door. When she saw Shopkeeper Han, she asked directly, "Shopkeeper Han, I received your message. Is there any news about the Rejuvenating Pill?"
"Xu Xianzi, don't be anxious." Manager Han quickly invited her into the room, and then asked A Long and A Hu to leave.
"How can I not be anxious!"
Xu Huiyun stopped pretending in front of her acquaintances and said anxiously, "I can clearly feel my body gradually aging. If I don't get the anti-aging pill, my face will not be able to maintain its current condition."
Cultivation can greatly extend a person's lifespan, but this extension is not immortality and is limited.
At the same time, even if life expectancy is extended, people will still age.
If you want to maintain a youthful appearance, apart from a few specific exercises, you can only rely on the power of elixirs.
The Rejuvenating Pill can allow a cultivator to maintain his current appearance for several decades, the specific time depends on the efficacy of the medicine.
Not only female cultivators, but many male cultivators also care deeply about their appearance and choose to take anti-aging pills. In addition, the raw materials for anti-aging pills are scarce, so there is a huge demand for them in the cultivation world.
The last time Xu Huiyun took the anti-aging pill was fifty years ago. Now she can clearly feel that her facial skin is starting to sag and the effect of the medicine is gradually disappearing.
She is the Fairy Xu praised by everyone in Wanmiao Pavilion. Once her appearance ages, no one will continue to call her that.
She was very anxious about her appearance, so she asked Baibao Pavilion to help her search for the anti-aging pill many years in advance, but there was no news.
Now that Dagan and Dazhou are at war, the elixirs from the Medicine King Sect of Dazhou can only be transported to the Dagan cultivation world through more covert channels, and there is no news about the Rejuvenating Pills in many places.
When she received the message from Manager Han, she ignored everything and went straight to Taichang Market.
"The Rejuvenation Pills are not in my possession. They are at the auction held by the Dongshan Village Spiritual Sacrifice." Shopkeeper Han explained, "This mysterious spirit has prepared two Rejuvenation Pills. As long as you have the spirit stones, you should be able to buy them. After all, not many people know about this auction, so your chances are good."
Lin Xiang never expected that his auction would have the influence on Wanmiao Pavilion, Tianjian Sect and other cultivation sects, and he didn't send any invitations to these sects at all.
Xu Huiyun's eyes revealed a hint of disbelief: "Manager Han, we have been friends for decades. Now you tell me that the Rejuvenating Pill is in the hands of a mere village spirit, are you trying to trick me?"
"Xu Xianzi, this is unfair!"
Shopkeeper Han quickly activated the photo stone and displayed the auction item again.
"Look, this is the footage our Baibao Pavilion guards captured from Dongshan Village. Isn't the Rejuvenating Pill right there?"
"A mere village spirit has such a good thing in his hands. This must be a great opportunity." Xu Huiyun narrowed her eyes and suggested, "Manager Han, how about we both grab it? You want the Foundation Establishment Pill, and I want the Rejuvenation Pill. We can just split these spiritual fruits in half."
This is the logic of the world of cultivation.
Why spend money when you can just rob it? Spirit stones are not easy to earn.
She didn't see anything wrong with this behavior.
Shopkeeper Han shook his head repeatedly. He knew the power of the mysterious sacrificial spirits of Dongshan Village, but he didn't want to be buried with Xu Huiyun. After all, this was a long-term customer of Baibao Pavilion, who had purchased all kinds of cultivation consumables and magical instruments. He couldn't afford to lose such a valuable customer.
So he warned, "Don't go there with that mentality. Fellow Daoist Xia Yuan from Moon Shadow Palace went directly to investigate, only to be slapped away by his mount's tail. This person must be a reclusive master, perhaps playing with the human world, or perhaps preparing for his own afterlife. His mount alone is a dragon. If you can defeat a dragon, then go ahead."
The strength of Wanmiao Pavilion is far inferior to that of Yueying Palace. Xu Huiyun certainly knows Xia Yuan who was transferred to Guanlin Mansion just now.
An inner disciple of such a super large sect was actually humiliated by his mount!
On the one hand, she was secretly delighted, as she finally had something to laugh at the other party. At the same time, she was also worried about the mysterious nature of Dongshan Village, and whether she would really get into trouble if she went there directly to rob someone.
"To be honest, I'm debating whether to open a branch of Baibao Pavilion there. If Xu Xianzi is willing to go, we can find a few more trustworthy Taoist friends to go with us and see the village with our own eyes."
The descriptions of his subordinates and the photo stone alone were not enough to dispel Manager Han's concerns, because he was only the manager of the Treasure Pavilion, not the owner.
If Baibao Pavilion wants to open a branch, it must report to the headquarters, and it will become part of the store manager's assessment.
If a branch's performance fails, the shopkeeper will be implicated, and his internal voice and purchasing power will be greatly weakened. Of course, there are also some very powerful shopkeepers who continue to open branches, quickly accumulate wealth and get promoted to become middle-level or even senior managers of Baibao Pavilion.
Because of this, Treasure Pavilions have opened up in almost every market in the entire cultivation world, and some powerful shopkeepers are even using mobile Treasure Pavilions to sell their wares.
They placed the Treasure Pavilion on the backs of giant turtles, big birds, giant whales, or large flying boats, constantly migrating and trading with strange monks.
If it were just the two of them, they would definitely be wary of each other, worried that the other was trying to trick them into going to some unfamiliar place to kill people and steal treasures.
More people means more safety and less worries.
With the Rejuvenating Pill in front of her, Xu Huiyun didn't have time to think about it. She readily agreed, "I'll go gather my companions now. Let's set off tomorrow morning."
If possible, she would certainly hope to snatch it away, but if not, she would buy it in advance.
However, they were not the only visitors.
When players like Yu Xiaoqi, Bingxuepiaopiao and others handed over their invitations, monks from different sacrificial spirits, cultivation families and even small sects became interested in this suddenly rising small mountain village.
Regardless of whether it’s true or not, we must find out!
The Six-Winged Golden Cicada, a spirit sacrificer in Qifeng Town, which has similar strength to them and is not far from Dongshan Village, became the best target for obtaining information.
Perhaps Xia Yuan himself didn't know that the news that he was slapped away by the dragon's tail would spread throughout the nearby cultivation world through the mouth of the six-winged golden cicada!
At this moment, he was looking at the two low-level monks in front of him curiously.
"You said you were from Dongshan Village?"
Bingxuepiaopiao and Taier Zhenren both nodded and did not avoid talking about their origins.
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