Chapter 291: Worth a Million

A few days later.

The identity badges of Ouyang Qingze and others came down, and the five of them also changed into purple Taoist robes.

Xu Changshou secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Leng Meibing did not make things difficult for them in this matter.

However, think about it, the sect has a few more foundation-building cultivators, which is not a small matter. Leng Mei dare not act recklessly, and there is no need to be careless about such a matter.

The news of Ouyang Qingze and others' foundation-building gradually spread in the sect, causing quite a stir.

"What, what did you say? There are five people in Green Ink Peak who have built their foundation."

"Who are they?"

"Ouyang Qingze, Zhu Tongyou, Si Chenhui, Yaoqin, Shi Yuzhu and the other five."

"I remember now. They are the five dual spiritual roots that Uncle Xu Changshou transferred from Green Ink Peak more than a decade ago."

"So it was Uncle Xu Changshou who trained the five of them into foundation-building cultivators."

"Awesome, Uncle Xu is truly a god. Not only did he successfully build his foundation, he also trained so many foundation-building cultivators."

...

Next, Xu Changshou no longer paid attention to Ouyang Qingze and the others, but began to busy himself with his own affairs.

Cultivating and drawing talismans.

As for the progress of cultivation, it was still the same. Xu Changshou basically kept refining one spirit-gathering pill every day, without fail.

As for drawing talismans, Xu Changshou treated it as a side job. Without delaying his cultivation, he would draw at least 20 to 30 pieces a day, and at most 40 to 50 pieces.

How much he drew depended on his mood.

A year later, Xu Changshou drew 10,000 flying sword talismans, and there were 2,000 blank talismans left in case of emergency.

At this time, Xu Changshou already had 12,000 flying sword talismans and 2,000 blank talismans in his hand.

Calculating the time, he just owed a year's task.

So, Xu Changshou sorted the 12,000 flying sword talismans into a storage bag and brought the talismans to the side of the magma lake.

In the magma lake.

Huo Qilin lay in it with his legs spread out, only his head and penis exposed.

He squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was doing.

Xu Changshou guessed that Huo Qilin might be practicing. In his impression, Huo Qilin had always maintained this posture in the magma lake, and Xu Changshou had hardly seen him move.

"Disciple Xu Changshou, I pay my respects to Uncle Huo Yuan."

Xu Changshou clasped his fists and saluted respectfully.

"Hmm?"

The Fire Kirin opened one eye, glanced at Xu Changshou unhappily, and then snorted unhappily.

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Xu Changshou for waking him up.

"Uncle Huo Yuan, the disciple is handing in the task." Xu Changshou hurriedly explained.

After hearing his words, the Fire Kirin sat up, stretched, and then took out a demon pill and threw it into his mouth. While chewing the demon pill, he walked towards Xu Changshou.

"This is the task that the disciple has to hand in this time."

Xu Changshou handed the storage bag to the Fire Kirin respectfully.

The Fire Kirin stretched out a claw, grabbed the storage bag, and then scanned it with his spiritual sense.

So many?

The Fire Kirin looked up and glanced at Xu Changshou in surprise. Unexpectedly, Xu Changshou actually handed in 12,000 flying sword talismans this time.

He completed the task of twenty years in one go.

"Hmm!"

The Fire Kirin showed a satisfied smile, stretched out his huge claws, and gently patted Xu Changshou on the shoulder, which made Xu Changshou stagger and almost fall to the ground.

Then, the Fire Kirin took out his abacus.

"Uh..."

Xu Changshou scratched his head and reminded: "Uncle Huo Yuan, don't calculate it. You should give me 660,000 this time."

The Fire Kirin glared at him, as if to say, "You said 660,000, so 660,000?"

Xu Changshou explained: "Last time I paid 6,000, which was 330,000. This time it's 12,000, so it's naturally 660,000."

"Hmph!"

The Fire Kirin glared at him disdainfully, and then fiddled with his abacus persistently.

After counting three times in a row, it was 660,000 all the time, and the Fire Kirin looked a little unnatural.

"Uncle Huo Yuan, I said 660,000."

"Hmph!"

The Fire Kirin snorted again, and then glared at Xu Changshou fiercely, as if to say: You show off.

Xu Changshou lowered his head immediately upon seeing this, and a drop of sweat unconsciously flowed down his forehead.

If Huo Qilin saw that he looked down upon his intelligence, would he slap him to pieces?

Soon, Huo Qilin sorted out a storage bag and threw it to Xu Changshou.

"Boy, you owe a year's mission, and there are still nineteen years left. Continue to hand in the mission after nineteen years."

This was the only sentence Huo Qilin said. After saying this, he walked towards the magma lake with brick steps.

"Yes, thank you, Master Huo Yuan."

Xu Changshou glanced at the storage bag and narrowed his eyes.

The spiritual stones in the storage bag were exactly 660,000, not more or less.

At this time, all of Xu Changshou's spiritual stones added up to 1.05 million.

I am also a millionaire.

Cool!

A month later, Xuanyang Patriarch summoned Ouyang Qingze and others.

At the same time, they were assigned tasks.

Their skill is to draw talismans, so the assigned task is still to draw talismans at Green Ink Peak, and the monthly salary is 500 spirit stones.

This is the task assigned by the ancestor, and Leng Mei cannot change it.

Time flies, and the years shuttle.

In a blink of an eye, another four years have passed.

Xu Changshou's cultivation has improved, and he has condensed the fifth drop of foundation-building true liquid.

There are two more drops, and when the seventh drop is condensed, it will be the late stage of foundation-building.

According to Xu Changshou's usual cultivation speed, he will be able to break through the late stage of foundation building in another ten years.

However, before breaking through the late stage of foundation building, he must first obtain the water spirit and condense the kidney energy.

In the next ten years, he can't just practice, he must also look for the water spirit.

"I wonder if Master Huang has come out of retreat?"

Xu Changshou stood up and walked towards the yard.

Water spirit? For the major immortal sects, it is also a strategic resource. Even if you go to the Xiuxian Guild to issue a task, you can't get these things.

Many of these things like the five elements spirit are internally determined.

Only the high-level people of the major immortal sects know where to get these things.

For this kind of thing, you can only ask Huang Tianlang, but unfortunately, Huang Tianlang is in retreat.

"Dang, dang, dang!"

The immortal bell of the sect suddenly rang three times.

Xu Changshou couldn't help but feel moved. When the immortal bell rang at this time, something must have happened.

The ringing of the immortal bell is regular.

The evening drum and the morning bell are rung once every morning.

Every time something happens, the fairy bell will ring.

Three rings for small things, six rings for big things, nine rings for wars, and twelve rings for matters of life and death for the sect.

Although three rings are a small matter for the sect, they are not necessarily small matters for individuals.

For example, the last time I went to the Demon Fairy Corridor, I rang three times.

"The heads of all peaks, come to my dojo to discuss matters as soon as possible."

Leng Mei's voice spread across the major peaks of the Green Fairy Sect.

"Go to Leng Mei's dojo?"

Xu Changshou couldn't help but frown.

Leng Mei called everyone to discuss matters, which showed that Huang Tianlang had not come out of retreat yet.

What did Leng Mei want?

Xu Changshou summoned his flying sword and flew towards Taiyi Peak with doubts.