I Have a Job

 Chapter 198:

  The foundation-building task of the Worship Hall and the trip to Chizhou is not just for ordinary people, let alone the fifth-level foundation-building task.

  When Ye Jingzhou was at his peak, he was only at the third level of foundation building, but it was enough to secure his position in the world. You can imagine how powerful Lu Qinglian is. Of course, Lu Qinglian did not come here using his real name, but took the name "Mr. Shui Lian".

  It is reported that.

  "Shui Lian Jushi" was also her pseudonym when she traveled abroad for many years.

  This was exactly what Chen Che wanted. He didn't need the fame of being the mother of Lu Qinglian's clan.

  at the same time.

  He was named the chief of the "Gongfeng Hall" and was responsible for establishing the Gongfeng Hall. After coming out of the reception room, Chen Che announced the matter in public.

  Anyway, since the worship hall was just established, there were no other tedious tasks except selecting a site and building the hall.

  "Master, could there be a trick here?"

  Looking at Lu Qinglian who had already started to select a location in Jinyun Valley, Rong Zhongxuan finally couldn't help but ask.

  Don't blame him for being suspicious.

  Since the mountain gate was opened, Jinyun Valley has issued an announcement to recruit a second-level caster as a worshiper, but no one has responded to this day. Now that such a major renovation has taken place, it is inevitable that people will think too much.

  "No."

  Chen Che shook his head slightly and said,

  "I have checked with the blood stone, and these two are indeed mother and son."

  Naturally, he would not believe everything Lu Qinglian said.

  The first thing was to confirm the relationship between the two people. After testing, it was found that they were indeed direct relatives. Moreover, he also carefully examined Lu Ping'an and found that he had indeed had two experiences of sprinting to build his foundation, and the most recent failure had caused the vitality in his body to be completely cut off.

  Although he used some kind of divine treasure to prolong his life, his remaining life span was still less than three years.

  In this situation, one wouldn't be able to survive more than ten years on Diyuan Star, let alone in this world?

  As for the "ugly things".

  Chen Che specifically sought out Meng Changyuan to ask him about it indirectly, but the other party said he had never heard of it.

  but.

  According to his speculation, this matter is very likely to be true. How could the mother of a tribe wander outside the tribe for more than forty years without ever returning?

  As for the fact that no news spread from the Lu family, it was not surprising.

  For a large family, it means the mistress gave birth to a bastard from an outsider. It is even more shameful than the killing of core members of the family. If it were an ordinary concubine or a Qi-chaining monk, they would be beaten to death on the spot, and their parents' family would even be implicated to a certain extent.

  It is estimated that only the upper echelons of the Lu family know about this matter.

  "After the location of the worship hall is selected, she can decide how to build and decorate it. But every worshipper she recruits needs my approval."

  Having thought of this, Chen Che reminded.

  The Worship Hall is equivalent to a sharp sword. If used well, it can not only stabilize one side, but also expand territory.

  But if used improperly, it will hurt yourself.

  He would not allow others to borrow the financial and material resources of Jinyun Valley under his nose to form an uncontrollable force that might even turn against him at any time.

  "As for the offerings, we will divide them into three grades for the time being!"

  Chen Che pondered for a moment:

  "Any cultivator who has reached the ninth level of Qi Chain can be a third-class offering."

  "If you want to be promoted to a second-class offering, you must make contributions or create certain value for the valley. Those who have built their foundation or have reached the second level in one of the hundred arts of cultivation can be first-class offerings."

  "In addition, the annual salary of a third-class offering is two hundred spirit stones, a second-class offering is one thousand, and a first-class offering is two thousand."

  Since the construction of the offering hall was already underway, Chen Che simply told him all the plans in his mind.

  "Okay, I'll list the rules right away!"

  Rong Zhongxuan said respectfully.

  I thought Lu Qinglian would object, but after reading it, she didn't show any abnormality. It is only suggested to reduce the treatment of second- and third-class worshippers slightly, because such treatment is about 50% higher than the market price.

  and.

  The group of worshippers is a gold-devouring beast. Jinyun Valley has limited surplus and cannot support it at all.

  In the long run, it will become a burden.

  "Jinyun Valley was established not long ago and cannot attract too many independent cultivators. We can only improve the treatment to a certain extent."

  Chen Che explained casually:

  "As for the number of people, we will control it a little and select the best ones."

  "I was negligent!"

  Lu Qinglian understood. Whenever she faced Chen Che, she would involuntarily ignore the fact that he had only been in charge of Jinyun Valley for less than a year. "I heard that the valley master wants to recruit a caster?"

  "Do you have anyone to recommend?"

  Chen Che raised his head.

  "I do know someone like him. He has good skills and can forge second-tier weapons and magical instruments. He comes from an ordinary mortal world

  and is a casual cultivator. He has no power or family behind him, which meets the requirements of Jinyun Valley."

  Seeing that Chen Che was interested, Lu Qinglian immediately told him in detail.

  "He is in Chizhou?"

  Chen Che thought about it and it was not far away. "It is better to do it today than to wait for a day. Brother Lu, can you go with me?"

  Jinyun Valley was in great need of weaponsmiths.

  Meng Changyuan recommended two people, and he met them in person, but they both declined politely, most likely because they looked down on Jinyun Valley.

  "Sure!"

  Lu Qinglian agreed very readily.

  After leaving Jinyun Valley, Chen Che rode on the little chicken and Lu Qinglian followed behind. She had almost nothing now, not to mention magic weapons, even her weapons had been sold out. She could only fly in the air and looked quite miserable.

  On the way, Lu Qinglian gave a detailed introduction:

  "The man's name is Jia Chaoyuan, and he has a good reputation in the circle of independent cultivators. When my weapon was damaged while I was traveling, I asked him to repair it. However, he is a free spirit who cannot stand being restricted, and I don't know if he will agree."

  Chen Che nodded.

  It is not surprising that there are many such cultivators:

  "Is there no other force to invite them?"

  "He is a foundation-building cultivator himself, and he has also practiced horizontal refining skills. His strength is far superior to cultivators of the same level.

  Ordinary families can't do anything to him. Who is willing to abduct such a person? Small families are not qualified!"

  Lu Qinglian explained:

  "I have a good relationship with him, maybe I can persuade him."

  Could it be an old lover?

  Chen Che began to feel a little regretful. If he summoned this adulterous couple into Jinyun Valley, the head of the Lu family would definitely fight to the death if he found out!

  "That cultivator was killed by me personally."

  Lu Qinglian guessed what Chen Che was thinking immediately. She coughed lightly and said seriously, "As for Fellow Daoist Jia, I have known him for more than seventy years. We are like gentlemen, and we are as calm as water."

  "Yeah!"

  Chen Che nodded.

  He had no interest in prying into other people's private affairs.

  After flying over the mine for another half an hour, the two finally arrived at an unnamed mountain.

  This mountain is very secluded and hidden among the mountains. It is a suitable place for seclusion. There was a thatched cottage on the top of the mountain, but when the two walked in, they found it was empty.

  "The other party has been gone for at least several years!"

  Chen Che walked around with his hands behind his back and wiped the dust off the table.

  "How strange!"

  Lu Qinglian frowned, looking at the weeds on the ground, and was quite puzzled: "Friend Jia came from the mortal world, and he got the immortal fate here, he would never leave easily, could he have encountered an accident-" "

  There is the sound of iron hammering at the foot of the mountain."

  Looking inside and outside the thatched cottage, he found nothing. Suddenly, Chen Che turned his ear and looked in the direction of the sound.

  At the end of his sight, there was a rather large village. The sounds of ping-pong balls came from there. Now that he was here, he certainly didn't want to return empty-handed, so he walked over with his hands behind his back:

  "Let's go take a look!"

  The village was not small.

  The residents are all ordinary people, and it seems like a small town isolated from the world.

  There were countless terraces in the mountains. Chen Che took a quick look and found that they were planted with grains and cereals. He immediately lost interest.

  In the village, the two found a blacksmith shop.

  The shop covers several acres and has several stoves. In front of each furnace stood a bare-chested blacksmith wrapped in a fur blanket, holding a sledgehammer. Various farm tools such as fishing forks, plowshares, sickles, and a few weapons are hung on the walls.

  "A wasted trip?"

  Lu Qinglian frowned as she heard the tinkling sounds all around her.

  "No, I found the right one."

  Chen Che said calmly.

  Lu Qinglian looked intently and immediately discovered that there was true energy flowing in the bodies of these blacksmiths.

  but.

  Their cultivation levels are all quite low, with the highest being only at the fifth level of Qi Chain.

  "Gentlemen, what do you need?"

  At this time, the blacksmith with the highest cultivation level raised his head. He was as strong as an ox, more than eight feet tall, and was very eye-catching among the crowd. He said in a muffled voice: "Our shop accepts all kinds of forging, weapons, magical instruments--"

  "I am Shui Lian, and I am here to look for Jia Chaoyuan!"

  Lu Qinglian interrupted.

  "Are you looking for Master?"

  The other party's eyes rolled around, and his tone suddenly became unfriendly: "May I ask what can I do for you?"

  "This is the Valley Master Chen of Jinyun Valley. I would like to invite Fellow Daoist Jia to go to Jinyun Valley to serve as a worshiper."

  "Oh, worshiper?"

  The other party sneered and shook his head, "I'm sorry, Master has passed away, you are late--"

  "Passed away?"

  Lu Qinglian frowned and said subconsciously: "Impossible, Fellow Daoist Jia is less than 150 years old. With his cultivation, he can live another 100 years without any problem."

  "Life is impermanent, and cultivators are also transformed from mortals. Who can say for sure?"

  But the other party did not even raise his head, and directly ordered them to leave:

  "Please go back, both of you."

  "Passed away?"

  Chen Che, who had been silent all the time, slowly raised his head at this time, pointing to the back of the blacksmith shop with a smile: "If Fellow Daoist Jia is dead, then who is the foundation-building cultivator sitting in the backyard?"

  As soon as these words came out, everyone changed color.

  The clanging sounds of forging in the shop suddenly stopped in the summer. The blacksmiths and apprentices who were originally busy forging iron all raised their heads and stared at Chen Che in unison, all with an attitude as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

  "Fellow Daoist Jia?"

  Lu Qinglian's spiritual sense swept towards the backyard. Although it was blocked, she did vaguely sense the aura of a foundation-building cultivator. She sighed and said, "You and I have known each other for more than seventy years. Now you don't even want to see an old friend like me?"

  After she finished speaking, no one responded.

  Lu Qinglian was extremely disappointed and was about to turn around and leave when a sigh came from the backyard:

  "Fellow Daoist Lu, what these disciples said is right. It is no different for me to be dead now."

  As the voice fell.

  A tall and strong man over nine feet tall, with a broad back and strong arms, dressed in tight clothes and as strong as a ferocious beast, strode out from the backyard. The opponent is full of momentum and has abundant energy and blood, which is far superior to ordinary foundation building.

  But Chen Che only took a glance, then looked away, and sighed secretly:

  "It's a wasted trip!"

  Just because.

  This great cultivator had no arms, and his sleeves were empty from the shoulders.

  When Lu Qinglian saw this, his expression changed drastically:

  "Fellow Daoist Jia, your arms...

Chapter 199: To Enjoy the King's Salary, To Serve the King with Loyalty!

At the mention of arms, Jia Chaoyuan's expression darkened.

"Come in, we'll talk later!"

He turned and walked toward the back yard. The two of them followed.

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The back yard was peaceful—a thatched cottage stood by a small stream, surrounded by a bamboo grove and a vegetable garden, not unlike any ordinary mortal dwelling. Glancing at the cottage, one could see that all the household items were in place, yet nothing inside pertained to cultivation. The only incense burner present was burning ordinary incense.

"Has cultivation been abandoned?" Chen Che wondered silently.

Although Jia Chaoyuan had lost both arms, it did not affect his daily life. With a slight kick, two meditation cushions fell from the cottage. Even the disciples from the blacksmith shop came over to pour tea.

"It's not that I lack affection," Jia Chaoyuan said as he sat cross-legged before continuing, "it is simply that my current state is something I cannot show to others. So, I had my disciples announce to the world that I have passed away—"

He spoke in a very courteous manner, clearly explaining himself to Chen Che.

"Understood," Chen Che replied with a slight nod.

It was as if at a class reunion—the one who had fallen on hard times certainly wouldn't want to meet others.

"What exactly happened to your arms?" Lu Qinglian couldn't wait to ask.

"Seventeen years ago, a group of people came here and invited me to perform an offering for them."

Jia Chaoyuan paused for a moment before continuing, "You know that a free spirit like me, untethered like drifting clouds or flying cranes, cannot bear confinement. So I refused. Who would have thought that the other party, humiliated and enraged, would go so far as to sever both of my arms? Not wanting to take these skills to my grave, I opened this shop at the foot of the mountain."

"I selected a few talented children from the village and, whenever I had free time, taught them—"

"Who exactly were they?" Lu Qinglian demanded. In that moment, the tea cup in his hand seemed to dissolve into powder, and her voice was thick with anger.

"To ask who they were is pointless. Without attaining the golden core, they aren't even qualified for revenge—it would only add to their troubles. Enough about that. Has Lu Ping'an established his foundation yet? Ah, he even failed in his second attempt. And now you all—"

"Ping'an has only three years of life left; he no longer has the strength to keep running. I have no fixed abode, so I took shelter with Chen Guzhu as an offering."

"Sigh!"

"Sigh!"

Old friends met and recalled the past. Hearing of each other's misfortunes, they were filled with deep sympathy. Chen Che sat aside, not interrupting the reminiscing, but quietly sipping his tea.

As for what Jia Chaoyuan had said, Chen Che was not surprised. The other party was a bit weaker than Lu Qinglian but had still achieved the realm of a fourfold foundation establishment. For cultivators of this level—who clear out obstacles as thoroughly as severing arms while sparing life—it was evident that his background was extraordinarily strong and that he had no fear of reprisal.

No wonder then, once the offering was made, the blacksmiths outside the shop were incensed. They had learned from past experiences.

After a long silence, Lu Qinglian looked toward Chen Che with a questioning glance. Clearly, Jia Chaoyuan was now disabled, and it remained to be seen whether Master Chen (Gu Zhu) would agree to take him in.

Xing Lin of the Alchemy Hall had lost his legs, and the person in charge of the Casting Hall had lost his arm; even "Tian Can Di Que" (those with incomplete celestial forms) were being gathered by my Jin Yun Gu! Chen Che thought to himself as he slowly set down his teacup and said, "Daoist Friend, since you're unwilling to let all these skills die with you, would you consider coming to Jin Yun Gu to teach my disciples? If you come, I'm willing to treat you as a first-class offering, with benefits equivalent to those given to Lu Daoist Friend."

Indeed, although Jia Chaoyuan was missing both arms and could no longer forge with his own hands, his wealth of forging experience was still intact—enough to guide the disciples within the valley. Lu Qinglian looked on with high hopes.

But Jia Chaoyuan shook his head:

"Thank you, Chen Guzhu, for your high regard, but with this ruined body, I wouldn't dare show my face."

"In that case, I won't force you," Chen Che replied.

He had already shown his utmost sincerity; since the other party was unwilling, there was no need to insist further.

After all, when he had come, he hadn't expected an easy success. Yet he did not anticipate that Jia Chaoyuan would continue, "Gu Zhu, may I recommend one of my disciples?"

"The ones in the shop?" Chen Che frowned.

"No!" Jia Chaoyuan saw that Chen Che was being dismissive, and he laughed, "This particular disciple possesses an exceptional spiritual root, with forging talent no less than my own. He has been learning the art with me since he was seven, and in just over twenty years, he mastered all my techniques. It's just that I can't afford to support his cultivation any longer, and his remaining in the village is merely a waste of talent!"

"May I see him?"

Unexpectedly, there was a pleasant surprise, and Chen Che nodded.

Jia Chaoyuan then concentrated his energy and formed a paper crane to transmit sound. In no time, a young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight rushed in. His trouser legs were rolled up, his legs caked with mud, and he carried an iron hammer on his back. Over his shoulder, he lugged a wild boar weighing some seven or eight hundred jin, its tusks exposed—clearly, he had been out hunting, which explained his earlier absence.

Chen Che watched closely; unlike the other disciples who were robust, this youth was rather well-proportioned.

"Master!"

He threw the wild boar he had been carrying onto the ground and respectfully shouted, "You called for me?"

"Liang Yuan, bring forth your best craftsmanship and forge a weapon for these two esteemed guests!"

"Yes!"

The young man cupped his hands in greeting and, without a word, headed into the shop.

"Liang Yuan's parents are ordinary mortals, and for generations his family has lived in this village, never having stepped beyond its borders," Jia Chaoyuan observed as he turned his head and slowly said, "His spiritual roots are absolutely untainted; otherwise, I wouldn't have passed all my teachings on to him. Such a person going to Jin Yun Gu is far better than this crippled old me."

Ding~

As soon as his words fell, a crisp sound was heard—not quite the clamor of a hammer, but more like the clear ring of jade colliding. The sound wasn't loud, yet it silenced all the hammering of the blacksmiths. Then came a series of continuous hammer strikes, like a fierce wind and sudden rain—though not chaotic, they resembled the rhythmic falling of pearls on a jade plate.

An expert's work is immediately recognizable.

"That sound of hammering?"

Originally a bit worried, Lu Qinglian's eyes lit up.

After nearly half an hour, the young man entered, slightly out of breath, holding up a long sword.

"Master, honored guests!"

"A first-class mid-grade sword!"

Chen Che took the sword and flicked his finger lightly, producing a clear, pleasant tone. The blade was densely patterned with cloud motifs, as smooth as a mirror:

"With first-class lower-grade material, relying solely on craftsmanship one can forge a first-class mid-grade sword. If not for the limitations of the material, it could have been even better. Daoist Jia, your disciple is truly outstanding!"

The latter's face then lit up with joy, "Liang Yuan, pack your things and come with Chen Guzhu!"

"Uh, alright?" Liang Yuan was taken aback and exclaimed, "Master, are you sending me away?"

He then fell to his knees before Jia Chaoyuan, kowtowing repeatedly, "Master, I am sorry—I promise never to anger you again. I will study diligently; please do not send me away!"

"Foolish child, I am already disabled and cannot teach you much. Your talent is not lacking, but staying with me will only hold you back!"

Jia Chaoyuan sighed deeply and continued, "I had originally planned for you to venture out on your own, but the world of cultivation is fraught with treachery. My longtime friend, Lu Daoist, has brought people who are trustworthy. Once you are in Jin Yun Gu, remember to follow the instructions of the Gu Zhu."

"Master!"

Liang Yuan now understood that Jia Chaoyuan was not sending him away, but rather carefully considering his future. Overcome, he burst into tears.

"Chen Guzhu, I entrust my disciple to you today—please treat him well."

Jia Chaoyuan, with clear reluctance, managed a faint smile and said, "A man worthy of respect."

Chen Che felt a surge of respect in his heart. This great cultivator truly cared for his disciple, much like Li Shuguang.

"I accept!"

Chen Che nodded slightly. "Once he enters the valley, he will be treated as a second-class offering, and I will also ensure that he successfully establishes his foundation. The condition, however, is that he must serve in the valley for thirty years. In the future, whether he stays in the valley or leaves, I will not stand in his way!"

"Very good!"

Jia Chaoyuan beamed with delight. Liang Yuan, not even thirty years old, upon establishing his foundation, would have his lifespan immediately increased to three hundred. Even if he served in the valley for thirty years, he'd still have many fine years ahead. And if he stayed in the valley, he would always have a strong backing.

That night, both inside and outside the marketplace, the lights shone brilliantly. Cultivators worked tirelessly around the clock, and Jin Yun Gu had nearly become a city that never slept.

In one corner of the valley, a large group of earth cultivators were busy constructing the Offering Hall.

On the plaza, as a little chick gathered its wings and landed, several figures quickly approached.

"Ding Fei."

Addressing one of the arriving figures, Chen Che said, "This is Liang Yuan, the second-class offering in the valley who also serves as the deputy chief of the Forging Hall. He has no regular tasks—his sole duty is to teach the disciples forging in his spare time. Provide him with accommodation, and also inform him of the valley's rules."

"Yes, Gu Zhu!"

Ding Fei glanced at Liang Yuan with curiosity. In the morning, it had been mentioned that a great cultivator returning for foundation establishment was expected—how had he become a Qi refining cultivator instead? Though curious, he didn't press the matter:

"Offering Liang, please come with me."

"Alright."

Liang Yuan tightened the bundle on his body. In the bundle, besides some clothes, was the hammer his master had entrusted to him.

The first time he left the village, stepping into such a bustling place, everything was new and fascinating to him, yet he remained on high alert.

"Chen Guzhu, thank you—"

Watching the two depart, Lu Qinglian remained silent for a long while before finally speaking.

She believed that Chen Che had accepted Liang Yuan as an offering out of respect for her.

"As for the matters of the Offering Hall, I will not show favoritism for anyone. Liang Yuan, skilled in forging with nine levels of cultivation and having fully inherited all of Jia Chaoyuan's true teachings, naturally deserves the status of a second-class offering."

Chen Che glanced at Lu Qinglian and then changed the topic:

"Additionally!"

"Lu Daoist, if you wish to avenge Jia Chaoyuan, I will not stop you—but only after leaving Jin Yun Gu!"

This woman in the village had repeatedly asked about the identity of the killer. Jia Chaoyuan would not speak of it, and though she had indirectly questioned Liang Yuan several times, he truly did not know. Moreover, for a fourfold cultivator willing to swallow his anger in an area spanning sixteen prefectures, there were only a few such places. All his cultivation resources depended on Jin Yun Gu. Not only for foundation establishment, but even for later formation of the elixir, everything hinged on Jin Yun Gu. If anyone dared cause trouble under my very eyes, I would not show mercy.

"Rest assured, Chen Guzhu!"

Lu Qinglian cupped her hands together and said seriously, "To enjoy the King's salary, to serve the King with loyalty!"

"Remember what was said today, Daoist Friend," Chen Che replied with a knowing tone, softening his words. "Additionally, for your excellent recommendation today, besides the salary, I will award five hundred spirit stones. I also have an Elixir of Longevity—although it cannot save Lu Ping'an, it can extend his life for a time."

"Gu Zhu's great kindness, Lu Qinglian will always remember."

Lu Qinglian was overjoyed.

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  Liang Yuan arrived, he immediately set up the forging hall which already had a framework.

  This was an important part of Chen Che's revitalization of Jinyun Valley. Compared to selling raw materials, selling forged weapons and magic tools can not only increase profits by dozens of times, but also cultivate a group of disciples who are skilled in forging, thereby increasing income for the valley.

  after all.

  It is not easy to maintain a force with four or five hundred disciples practicing.

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  The daily expenses for disciples' food, clothing, and cultivation are all huge.

  Of course, this is an essential investment.

  Once your realm is raised, you will be able to plan and expand your industry and territory, or even plunder resources from outside.

  but.

  The massive investment has also begun to show results:

  leaving aside the top management, among the 461 disciples, seven have reached the fourth level of Qi Chain, twenty-six have entered the third level of Qi Chain, and the rest have all reached the second level.

  "These people really know how to change with the wind."

  Rong Shisan sneered.

  Every month, Chen Che would check the cultivation progress of his disciples. As an instructor, Rong Shisan would naturally compile the statistics and give them to Chen Che for review:

  "Seven people are at the fourth level of Qi Linking, and they are all family members. In the beginning, those families were quite reluctant to send their clansmen to Jinyun Valley for cultivation. But when they saw that their cultivation speed was far better than that of the clan members, they immediately chose to allocate resources to them."

  "If they don't allocate resources, doesn't it mean that Jinyun Valley has no value at all?"

  Chen Che didn't think so at all. As long as he was strong enough, these small families would not be able to cause any big waves.

  While enjoying the treatment provided by Jinyun Valley, if you still dare to be indecisive, the only consequence will be death.

  Thinking of this, Chen Che looked at Rong Shisan:

  "How is your cultivation now?"

  Rong Shisan no longer hid and released his aura.

  Chen Che nodded. Before the other party entered the valley, Rong Shisan had already reached the ninth level of Qi Chain. In the past year, although his cultivation has not improved, his true energy has become full and transparent. In this world, he can make a breakthrough to build his foundation at any time.

  "Suppress it for another two months to condense your true essence. Also, increase your spiritual awareness to a range of ten feet."

  As he said this, he threw over three incense sticks to concentrate your spirit.

  "Thank you, Valley Master."

  Rong Shisan was overjoyed.

  He had only seen Hu Yao and Rong Zhongxuan use this incense. The seed of his spiritual consciousness has already blossomed, and it takes hard practice every day to grow it half an inch.

  As a result, the bird grew half an inch after sniffing it once that day.

  There are many items in the valley that are not sold to the public, and this concentration incense is one of them.

  then.

  Chen Che also found Zhao Deyou and Liang Yuan to ask about the matters of the Alchemy Hall and the Forging Hall.

  He personally built the framework of the Alchemy Hall, and the apprentices in the shop were considered the backbone of the team. Currently, the hall is responsible for providing large quantities of healing, calming and other elixirs to some immortal cultivation families in Yunzhou. There are also some family forces that purchase spiritual liquids to assist in their cultivation.

  It took over Danpu and is currently the largest revenue-generating outlet in the valley.

  Markets and auctions come second.

  Although the auction is held once a month, the handling fees are also considerable due to the high selling prices. As for the eliminated goods, they flowed into the market, increasing the flow of customers. Including monthly taxes, there are nearly a thousand spirit stones.

  As for the Forging Hall, due to the short time of its construction, it currently only has one shop opened in Jinyun Valley. There are many independent cultivators patronizing it, but there is no force that has purchased it yet, and it is currently in a state of losing a lot of money.

  Of course, the most difficult part is the worship hall.

  There are still only Lu Qinglian, Xing Lin and Liang Yuan. There are quite a few cultivators who come to seek refuge, but many of them are out of place.

  "Oh, I almost forgot. I still have to go to the Meng family."

  After finishing the business, Chen Che frowned.

  Last year, Meng Changyuan hinted to him that he should go to the Meng family after the auction, but later on, the trip was delayed because of the interference of the Hu family.

  Later, the enshrinement hall, the forging hall, and various other matters were taken care of, and now it has been delayed until the end of April.

  If we delay any further, school will have to start on Diyuan Star, and I'm afraid we won't be able to spare much time.

  and.

  Whether it was the Beast Shop or the Foundation Building Pill, Meng Changtu had helped him a lot. It could be said that if it weren't for the Foundation Building Pill, the auction wouldn't have gained momentum so quickly.

  Of course, he couldn't go empty-handed on this trip, so

  Chen Che prepared nine bottles of Tianling Pills, three second-level magic weapons, and three thousand spirit stones. As for the various first-level elixirs,

  there are more than a hundred bottles.

  "This, these are too many--"

  Meng Qingxuan saw the prepared gifts and shook his head quickly, "There is not much surplus in the valley, just take a bottle of Tianling Pill back."

  Chen Che glanced at this "Valley Master's Wife" and couldn't help but laugh.

  I don't know how Meng Changtu felt after hearing this.

  As the number of people in Jinyun Valley grew and the amount of affairs increased, the energy of the chief deacon Ding Fei was limited, so Meng Qingxuan naturally came to help. As expected of her family background, she mastered the technique in just two or three days.

  Not only did it sort out some messy accounts, but it also uncovered several shops that were evading taxes, saving a lot of expenses in the valley.

  but.

  There was still no surplus in the account, so he could only barely avoid putting money into the valley.

  Of course, Chen Che also knew that this embarrassing situation was not unique to Jinyun Valley. Many families have no special skills, and it is already very difficult to just maintain the basic operation of the family, so they rely on some big forces, and even often work part-time as robbers.

  Thinking of this, he directly refused:

  "That's too little. I am the master of a valley after all. If I am too shabby, people will gossip about me. Besides,

  your father is not the only one with a voice in the Meng family. This is also to shut up other people."

  It was as if he himself did not want Lu Qinglian to use the resources of Jinyun Valley to avenge Jia Chaoyuan.

  How could the other members of the Meng family be willing to let Meng Changtu use the Meng family's resources to vigorously support the development of Jinyun Valley?

  "All up to you!"

  Meng Qingxuan nodded slightly, blushing and holding his arm:

  "When do we leave?"

  "Let's leave today!"

  The Dragon Cave Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles. There are no trees in the mountain, only strange rocks.

  There is no human habitation for dozens of miles below the mountain.

  Looking from afar, there were groups of slippery snakes and lice lurking in the mountains, among which there were also many colorful poisonous snakes. It is these poisonous snakes that have caused the vegetation in the mountains to wither, leaving almost no grass growing. Mortals cannot live here, and only some monks can be seen occasionally.

  Snake demons are lurking around, and their blood and bones can be used to make elixirs, draw talismans, and refine weapons.

  Those casual cultivators came here to hunt snake monsters, earn resources, and then go back to practice. Meng Changyuan's Yin Snake was captured here.

  However, there are more monks buried here.

  Along the way, we saw many skeletons, and even some skulls that were mistaken for snake nests.

  In the deep eye sockets, colorful poisonous snakes were swaying their bodies, and as far as the eye could see, it almost looked like a sea of snakes.

  "The Dragon Cave has existed for a long time, more than a thousand years."

  On the back of the Fiery Flying Crane, Meng Qingxuan introduced the origin of the Dragon Cave:

  "It is said that more than a thousand years ago, the Dragon Cave was quite prosperous. Later, a giant golden elixir snake lurked here. All the snakes in Yunzhou were attracted by it. Over time, it took on its current shape."

  "What about the giant golden elixir snake?"

  Chen Che asked curiously.

  "I'm not sure. There are rumors that he was captured by True Man Chixia—"

  Meng Qingxuan shook his head: "The ancestors of my Meng family were still mortals at that time."

  Another True Man Chixia?

  Chen Che pinched his chin. This great Jindan cultivator had left behind quite a few deeds. Almost all of them of a certain level were related to him.

  Whether it was the Hunyuan Sect, the cave, the sacrificial furnace, or the dragon cave, it seemed that everywhere had something to do with him.

  "Could it be that the remnant soul of the golden elixir is True Man Chixia?"

  Chen Che raised his eyebrows.

  But this conclusion was soon overturned.

  True Man Chixia is good at refining elixirs, while the remnant soul of the golden elixir is obviously good at taming beasts.

  A few days ago, Xiao Chan sent a letter saying that he had settled down in Hunyuan City. At the same time, a message about Sun Hao was sent back. The other party participated in the auction in Hunyuan City and bought a lot of materials for taming beasts.

  It attracted a lot of people's attention, and after the auction ended, it was spotted by two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

  He was killed in public by a Yin dragon he rode, and finally flew away.

  There are many traces left by Jindan Zhenren. If we narrow the scope to Jindan who is proficient in taming beasts, we may be able to find out his identity before his death. This time, we can go to the Meng family to ask about it. "

  There's someone in the dragon cave!"

  Meng Qingxuan's voice brought Chen Che back to reality.

  His eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw five great masters besieging a snake demon in a valley.

  The snake demon was at least 20 to 30 feet long, and its entire body was bright red. Even when half of its body was coiled, it was still 30 to 40 feet tall. The most amazing thing is that there are two huge blood-red wings behind it, which looks extremely magical. But its tail was suddenly broken off.

  "What a coincidence!"

  Chen Che raised his eyebrows as he glanced at the chicks under his feet.

  Isn't this the snake demon that it hunted some time ago but escaped?

  But this blood-feathered snake was now surrounded and attacked again. It was covered with scars, many scales on its body were damaged, blood was flowing all over the ground, and even the surrounding rocks were dyed red. Although there were countless groups of snakes gathered outside the valley, they were all blocked outside by the formation.

  Obviously, this group of people did not break in rashly, but had been preparing for a long time.

  Meng Qingxuan frowned:

  "One is at the third level of foundation building, three are at the second level of foundation building, and one is at the first level. With so many people gathered together, it seems they are determined to win!" "

  That may not be the case."

  Chen Che crossed his arms and smiled.

  "Roar~"

  As soon as the words fell, the blood-feathered snake, which was besieged by the crowd, let out a roar towards the sky.

  The sound was not like that of a snake, but more like that of a ferocious beast from ancient times, and its penetrating power shook the mountains and forests. The group of snakes outside the valley were torn to pieces in an instant with roars. The roaring blood-feathered snake, with a boiling demonic aura, swung half of its tail.

  The wild wind was howling like a blood-colored tide, rolling and colliding with the attacks of the five people.

  boom!

  The demonic energy and the true energy collided violently.

  The terrifying shock wave spread out, and wherever it passed, strange mountains and rocks were instantly shattered.

  "!" "!"

  in an instant.

  The two great cultivators flew backwards like grass, and the wolf slammed heavily into the rock wall, causing gravel to fly everywhere.

  More at the same time.

  Suddenly, a stream of red demonic energy emerged from its body, and its entire body suddenly turned bright red. Then, the huge body became more and more flexible, and it wrapped its broken tail around a second-level cultivator.

  Then, its snake head leaped suddenly, and the demon energy transformed and quickly turned into a series of red spears, which directly pierced through the body of a third-level cultivator.

  at last.

  It opened its big mouth and swallowed another monk.

  "Brother Daoist Zhao, get out of the way!"

  "You beast, how dare you--"

  "Run away!"

  Everyone's eyes were about to burst into tears.

  They spent three years preparing to hunt the blood-feathered snake, and finally lured it into the valley. They thought they had made all the preparations. Who would have thought that this snake demon was so terrifying? Even with the combined efforts of five people,

  they were still no match for it.

  The master who was targeted by the blood-feathered serpent turned pale.

  He retreats!

  However, no matter how fast he retreated, he could not outrun that red figure.

  Just when everyone was in despair.

  The ferocious blood-feathered snake suddenly trembled, as if it had met its natural enemy. Its whole body trembled violently, and it turned around and ran away. The wings behind it suddenly spread out, and it glided over the ground like a swift and graceful fire snake.

  There was a loud "boom" and the already precarious formation was smashed to pieces by it.

  It actually escaped?

  Everyone was stunned and had not yet reacted.

  There was a gust of wind and a huge figure suddenly fell from the sky like thunder.

  "Hiss!"

  The blood-feathered snake roared and the snakes immediately moved. In an instant, it was like thousands of sharp arrows, all bursting out and flying towards the air, as if to stop the figure.

  "Yin!"

  A sharp eagle throat sounded.

  Suddenly, it was like a huge wave, sweeping in all directions. The repairmen in the valley were so shocked that they covered their ears. Those flying snake monsters were shattered in mid-air and turned into endless blood mist.

  However, the next moment, a huge figure appeared and cleared away the blood mist.

  The first to rush out was a pair of sharp eagle claws, and the target of the eagle claws was the blood-feathered snake!

  "Crack!"

  A crisp sound.

  The sharp claws suddenly pierced through the blood-feathered snake's body.

  In the astonished eyes of the crowd, they saw the huge shadow spread its wings and soar into the sky with the hurricane. This scene is a long story, but it happened in a flash. When the five masters looked again, the figure had already soared into the sky and flew away from the valley.

  "Thank you, Valley Master Chen

  , for rescuing me!" The cultivator at the third level of foundation building was the first to come to his senses and clasped his fists in the direction where the giant eagle flew.

  "Valley Master Chen?"

  "Shao An, do you know him?"

  This call immediately made several people who were still in shock look over.

  The great cultivator named Shao An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, chuckled and said,

  "The valley master of Yunzhou, whose surname is Chen, also has a great raptor monster as a pet. Who do you think he is?"

  The four of them looked at each other and raised their heads to the sky.

  Only then did I realize that there was a figure standing on the back of the big monster. Under the complicated gazes of the crowd, the big demon was seen capturing the blood-feathered snake and slowly flying into the air, returning to the side of a crane.

  An eagle and a crane turned around and slowly left above the dragon cave.

  "Could it be that they are going to the Meng family?"

  Looking at the direction they left, the cultivator at the third level of foundation building seemed to remember something and showed a hint of mockery on his face, "Those old guys in the Meng family, they really don't know how lucky they are to have such a valley master as their son-in-law!"

  After a moment.

  The Meng Family Villa is already in sight.

Chapter 201: Meng Changtu's place

  , the Meng family, a family of beast tamers.

  It has been established in Yunzhou for more than 500 years. Although its history is comparable to that of the Diyuanxing Immortal Sect, it is still not easy in this world.

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  After all.

  Being able to expand from an ordinary mortal to the powerful foundation-building clan it is today, they established their status step by step with blood. During this period, they experienced countless fights and lootings, and perhaps even faced the risk of genocide several times.

  Peaceful rise? Will other forces allow it?

  Floating Cloud Mountain, the entrance to the mountain gate.

  Several young monks were guarding the gate, one on the left and one on the right, and some were still chatting.

  "Hush!"

  A short and fat monk who was guarding the mountain was yawning. His eyes flickered to the air and he suddenly stood at attention. The other monks also seemed to react and immediately straightened their bodies.

  A hurricane suddenly arose, and an eagle and a crane slowly landed in front of the mountain gate.

  "Miss, Fellow Daoist Chen - listen, no, senior!"

  When the short and fat monk saw Chen Che's appearance clearly, he immediately shouted incoherently.

  "Greetings, senior!"

  the other monks also shouted hurriedly.

  During Meng Changtu's birthday, they all met Chen Che and knew this "Chen Gongsheng". At that time, everyone speculated that maybe in a few years, this Gongsheng would marry into the Meng family.

  But who would have thought?

  In less than a year, he actually replaced Ye Jingzhou and became the master of Jinyun Valley.

  He became a person like the family's senior members.

  "Hmm!"

  Chen Che nodded slightly.

  "Let's go!"

  Meng Qingxuan smiled and took Chen Che's arm and walked towards Floating Cloud Mountain.

  Only when the two men stepped into the mountain gate did the monks who were sitting upright heaved a sigh of relief. They looked at each other and asked:

  "Is the son-in-law coming back?"

  It was noon.

  The sky is clear and blue, and there are few people in the floating cloud mountain.

  Even the patrolling repairmen were scarce.

  Look up.

  Except for some important tribal territories that were blocked and guarded, the rest of the tribe was almost completely undefended.

  This is the difference between a family and a sect.

  The family is a force that is solidified by blood. Any cultivator who can come in is a person who knows everything about the family. They have grown up in the family, and their relatives and friends are all in the family, so the family has a single composition.

  The two of them walked into the tribe. They had been notified by the tribe members in advance. Not long after, a burst of quick footsteps were heard, and an old man in a gray robe came forward.

  "Senior!"

  He first bowed to Chen Che, and then said with a bit of reproach:

  "Miss, why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming back? Valley Master Chen's status is no longer what it used to be. If it gets out, others will think we are neglecting him! Moreover, it will not be good for Valley Master Chen's reputation--"

  Different identities and statuses naturally require corresponding etiquette.

  "Uncle Fu, I just came up with this idea on a whim."

  Chen Che explained with a smile.

  Although this gray-robed old man is only a Qi-linking cultivator, his status in the Meng family is not low.

  He had been secretly protecting Meng Qingxuan when he was traveling outside. He was also there when he first met Meng Changtu.

  "I've made a note of it."

  Meng Qingxuan nodded and looked around, "Where's my father?"

  "The clan leader is in the meeting room."

  Uncle Fu smiled and stepped forward to lead the way, explaining, "It's not a big deal, just a small clan meeting. Everyone present are the elders of the clan. Miss, Valley Master Chen, please follow me--"

  After a moment.

  Several people were already standing outside the meeting room.

  Uncle Fu said "later" and hurried in to inform.

  Looking at the huge and empty conference hall, Chen Che casually scanned it with his spiritual sense. The noise coming from inside made his mouth twitch slightly.

  "Changtu, I have no objection to your support for Jinyun Valley, but you actually gave away the Foundation Establishment Pill! One Foundation Establishment Pill can allow our clan to have one more Foundation Establishment cultivator. This move makes those cultivators of our clan who are waiting in line for the foundation establishment very disappointed!"

  An old Ji with all her teeth falling out and sparse hair, holding a walking stick, hit the ground heavily, her face full of indignation.

  "It is said that at the Jinyun Valley auction, the Foundation Establishment Pill was sold for a full 5,200 spirit stones! And in a year, after deducting the expenses, my clan only has a surplus of more than 1,000 spirit stones. You can help outsiders, so why can't you help your own family members?"

  In the meeting hall of the Meng family, many great cultivators were sitting there, talking to each other.

  Meng Changtu sat at the top, his face gloomy and he said nothing.

  Family members also have the advantage of knowing each other well.

  Even if there is a factional fight, it will only lead to mutual suppression and will not endanger lives.

  But the downside is that you can't have the final say.

  Half of the repairmen present were his elders, there were also several brothers of the same generation, and most of the others were also related to him. At most he would just teach him a lesson, but if he killed one person and caused a river of blood to flow, I'm afraid the old man would not let him go first.

  Meng Changhong, who was sitting on the side, said angrily:

  "Brother Changtu is not partial to anyone. He got the foundation-building pill himself. He can give it to whoever he wants—"

  "What if it stays in the family? You know, the foundation-building is the foundation of our family."

  As soon as he finished speaking, an elder scolded: "The Hunyuan Sect only sells three foundation-building pills every year, and with other forces, there are no more than seven per year. This foundation-building pill was given away casually. My heart is bleeding!"

  The old woman just now glanced at him:

  "Okay, let's not talk about the Foundation Establishment Pill. Chang Yuan is still stationed in Jinyun Valley. How can such a remote place be compared with our Meng family? Isn't this going to make him suffer? Chang Yuan is your cousin!"

  "Chang Yuan himself doesn't want to come back--"

  Meng Changhong argued, "The environment in Jinyun Valley is lively and prosperous, and Chen Che speaks nicely. I want to settle down in Jinyun Valley now."

  "You dare to talk back?"

  Old Ji took the steps of Manshan and hit him on the head with his crutch.

  Meng Changhong didn't even dare to use his true energy to resist, for fear of shocking Old Ji to death. The other party was his biological mother, and she was a great cultivator at the foundation-building stage,

  but she didn't have much time left.

  Da da da!

  At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps suddenly.

  brush!

  Everyone looked over immediately.

  "Afu, you are also an elder in the clan and should know the clan's rules!"

  A foundation-building cultivator frowned.

  "Clan leader, elders!"

  Uncle Fu bowed slightly: "The eldest lady is back, and Valley Master Chen is here too." A

  senior cultivator had a stern look on his face and was about to scold, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his expression suddenly changed. Chen Che is here?

  "Please let him in!"

  Meng Changtu's face was gloomy and he looked around.

  The repairmen who had been arguing and scolding just now immediately sat up straight, and some even forced a smile.

  It's okay for family members to quarrel behind closed doors, but you should not show it in front of outsiders. Just like when a couple fights, they have to close the door. If a guest comes, they have to stop fighting immediately. If you put on a stern face, people will only say that you don't know how to entertain guests.

  It was several hundred feet away and arrived in a few breaths.

  A perfect couple walked towards them.

  It was Chen Che and Meng Qingxuan.

  "My dear nephew, how come you have time to come here today?"

  Meng Changtu was delighted.

  "There are so many things going on in the valley that I haven't been able to find the time. I came here specially to visit today."

  Chen Che bowed to the people around him:

  "Hello, uncle, hello, uncles!"

  "No thanks, Uncle Fu, please give Valley Master Chen a seat and make a pot of spiritual tea."

  An old man with a beard waved his hand quickly, turned to Chen Che and said with a smile: "My dear nephew, how is Jinyun Valley these days? I heard that the valley has recruited a fifth-level foundation-building priest. Don't think I'm too nosy. You have

  to be more cautious about cultivators with unknown origins!"

  "I was away at Changtu's birthday last time and didn't get to see his true face. Now that I see him, he is indeed extraordinary. You and Meng Qingxuan are really a perfect match!"

  "You are young and promising. You have already established a foundation before you are twenty. Maybe I will see the birth of a Jindan Zhenren in my lifetime. Jinyun Valley is really a place of outstanding people and beautiful women!"

  Meng Changhong rolled his eyes.

  It was his mother who said that Jinyun Valley was a remote and poor place.

  The one who said that the place was blessed with outstanding people was also his mother.

  For a while, there was constant praise in the meeting room.

  Chen Che just found it funny.

  Originally, he thought that these uncles and elders would scold him, take advantage of their seniority, or say something sarcastic, but he didn't expect to hear nothing but praise.

  Too.

  Cultivating immortals is not just about fighting and killing, it also involves dealing with human relationships and worldly wisdom.

  Chen Che responded with a smile:

  "By the way, I have come here this time to bring some small gifts to honor my uncle, Qingxuan!"

  Meng Qingxuan was a little reluctant, but still took out two storage bags and handed them to Meng Changtu. Meng Changtu just found it funny. His own daughter was being disloyal, and his son-in-law was being generous and filial. So what was wrong with him accepting some gifts?

  But he took a quick look with his spiritual sense, and suddenly retracted his outstretched hand, shaking his head and saying:

  "It's too valuable, I can't use it."

  Everyone was a little surprised.

  Are this father-in-law and son-in-law acting here?

  But they were not Meng Changtu. Although they were curious about the small gift that Chen Che mentioned, it was not easy for them to use their spiritual sense to investigate.

  "Uncle has helped me so much, it's all my duty."

  Chen Che glanced at everyone in the room with a smile, and simply poured out everything in the storage bag.

  Suddenly.

  The empty hall was filled with spirit stones and elixirs.

  "It's too expensive!"

  "Nephew, no. Jinyun Valley was just built not long ago--"

  "Oh, this is too..."

  After a moment of confusion, the hall was in an uproar. Chen Che's generosity was beyond their imagination.

  All these pills and spirit stones, taken together, are equivalent to the Meng family's surplus for several years.

  "Hey!"

  Meng Changtu patted the chair with a complicated expression:

  "It's too expensive!"

  He had indeed never thought about asking for something in return, but Chen Che's actions did make him feel very warm. While he was proud, he also felt that he had not chosen the wrong person.

  Just when they were about to persuade Chen Che to take it back, they heard Chen Che continue:

  "In addition, I have prepared a special gift for your uncle."

  "Another gift?"

  Everyone looked over.

  Chen Che flipped his right hand, and a beast sleeping stone appeared in his hand.

  Coiled in the amber-like crystal is a scarlet snake demon with wings on its back. Even in a dormant state, its fiery demon energy is still churning slowly, appearing extremely magical.

  "Blood-feathered snake? Is this the one in the dragon cave?"

  "Nephew, you even caught it?"

  Everyone was surprised.

  "It was mostly just coincidence and luck."

  Chen Che said with a smile.

  Everyone present was at the foundation-building stage. If Chen Che boasted about how he fought for three hundred rounds and captured the blood-feathered serpent, everyone would just find it quite boring. But Chen Che was so casual that everyone thought he was just being modest.

  Meng Changtu, in particular, felt that Chen Che was unwilling to show off.

  "It really is the Blood-Feathered Serpent!"

  The Beast Sleeping Stone was just in Meng Changtu's hands when it was snatched away by the old woman. Her eyes became cloudy and she stared at it for a long time before confirming:

  "This is a fifth-level demon!"

  "It really is—"

  "It must have taken a lot of effort to capture it!"

  "This gift from Valley Master Chen is really too precious."

  Several great cultivators kept passing it around.

  The Meng family has been thinking about it for a long time, but the blood-feathered snake is too cunning. If it is surrounded by a crowd, it will run away immediately. If there are fewer people, they won't be able to catch it at all.

  "Still looking?!"

  Meng Changtu was angry. "Give it back to me!"

  This was a gift from his son-in-law to him, and he would not allow anyone else to take it away. He took the Blood Feathered Serpent back decisively. "Huh!"

  Chen Che raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

  He only felt that the gazes of the people looking at him became gentler, and even their smiles became more amiable.

  There is a saying:

  When you have money and power, you are surrounded by good people.

  "My dear nephew, you have come a long way and must be tired."

  Meng Changtu was also in a good mood and ordered, "Uncle Fu, take Valley Master Chen to the backyard. I will come later."

  "Please!" Uncle

  Fu turned around.

  "Yes, Chen Che nodded and followed.

  As soon as the three of them left, the people who were originally reserved immediately became excited.

  "Three thousand spirit stones, how many spirit beasts do we have to sell to earn back the money———"

  "Nine bottles of Tianling Pills, if I had these pills, I might have formed the pills long ago. How could I have wasted more than a hundred years and only reached the fourth level of foundation building?"

  "Changtu, I'm your second aunt, you have to share a bottle with me!"

  "This is a gift from my son-in-law—"

  Meng Changtu sat at the top, he raised his hand and put all the pills and spirit stones back into the storage ring, his eyes swept over, "By the way, where was the family meeting just now. I vaguely remember that my uncles and elders said that I helped outsiders?"

  "Is a son-in-law also an outsider?"

  Picking up the tea bowl, Meng Changtu took a sip and said slowly:

  "Go on, I'll listen slowly!"

  Floating Cloud Mountain is divided into three major areas.

  Mountain top zoo.

  The scrap market.

  And the main clan of the Meng family in the mountains.

  Generally speaking, when people from other families come here, they will only live at the foot of the mountain. There are also special guest rooms at the foot of the mountain, even for those who are building their foundation.

  However, Uncle Fu arranged Chen Che to live in an elegant courtyard within the main clan.

  "Not bad."

  Chen Che looked around and felt satisfied.

  He has only two criteria for judging the quality of a residence:

  first, its aura.

  Second, quiet.

  Anyway, it's just a place to stay, not a cave.

  In addition, four pretty maids were arranged to serve him -

  Chen Che only took a look and drove them all out.

  "My dear nephew, are you not satisfied?"

  Meng Changtu stepped into the courtyard with great joy and said in a teasing tone: "As a foundation-building cultivator, how can you do without a few concubines? Otherwise, I will change a few for you? Or should I call all the women of marriageable age in the clan?"

  Where can I find such a reasonable father-in-law?

  Chen Che's mouth twitched slightly.

  certainly.

  He also knew that it was not uncommon for many large families to marry their daughters off.

  "Uncle, I still yearn for the path to immortality -

  after a cough, Chen Che said seriously.

  "That's right, alcohol and sex are harmful, I have quit drinking for many years."

  Meng Changtu shook his head, "I will accept the elixir and blood-feathered snake, and I will give the spirit stones to Qingxuan, who will take them back to the valley when the time comes. I know you destroyed the Han family and still have some left. But how can it be so easy to manage a force?"

  "Your disciples are all gold-eating beasts, and I don't know how many years it will take for them to grow up."

  "Uncle."

  Chen Che wanted to refuse.

  "Still calling you uncle?"

  Meng Changtu glared.

  "Father-in-law."

  Chen Che called out sincerely, redefining the relationship between the two.

  Meng Changtu nodded with satisfaction and said,

  "If you have any problems in the valley or any troubles in cultivation in the future, Che'er, just tell me."

  They chatted for a while.

  Chen Che did not forget the purpose of this trip, and mentioned the remnant soul of the golden elixir by the way.

  "The one in front of me is a Jindan Zhenren and a beastmaster?"

  Meng Changtu stroked his chin, frowning, and after a moment, a name came out of his mouth:

  "Crimson Dragon Zhenren?"