Chapter 107 [Ye Fengchu, Principal Lin] "Ok?" Uncle Zhang Wu was stunned, with a hint of fear, as if he had thought of something ominous. "what!" Ye Fan felt a chill. Wasn't it said that the holy body was immune to all evil and that the blood had a natural resistance to all kinds of evil forces? How could red hair grow on his body? "Didn't I tell you that with your constitution, some people will have red hair growing on their bodies in their later years, and all sorts of ominous things will happen to them?" Lin Xian said in surprise: "This has a lot to do with your disconnection." "Holy Lord, did you say that?!" Ye Fan was beginning to doubt his life. The breeze blew past him, and even though he had a holy body full of blood, he felt a little cold and couldn't help shivering. It was as if there was a pair of eerie dark eyes staring at him from behind, and he didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost. "These are small things, not critical."
Lin Xian coughed and spoke nonsense in a serious tone: "The key point is that our two sects have a common enemy, and we are truly one of our own." Uncle Zhang Wu was speechless, recalling the various legends about his ancestors' later years. After a moment's silence, he signaled everyone in the village to put away their weapons. This village built of stones has only dozens of households and a total of no more than 200 people, but they are extremely united. In order to resist the invasion of bandits, all the villagers, regardless of gender, age or status, hold sharp knives. After hearing that the visitor was not an enemy, the villagers all breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and welcomed their friends. They killed a sheep that night to entertain the guests. The golden mutton made a crispy crackling sound under the burning fire, and the tempting fat dripping made the flames rise higher. The enthusiastic villagers gathered around the fire, singing and dancing, eating meat with big mouthfuls, drinking wine in big bowls. They were rough and had a bit of banditry, which was the characteristic of the creatures in the Northern Territory. Ye Fan and his companions also followed the local customs and sat in front of the fire. The scorching flames made little Tingting's face flushed with anger. She was too young to drink strong liquor, but the village had specially brewed grape juice, which was the favorite of young children. Lin Xian also relaxed, took out some medicinal powder and honey, and smeared them on the roasted whole lamb to make the lamb more delicious. These condiments were what he kept on hand on a daily basis. Sometimes when he was eating metal weapons, dirt, or stones, they were hard to swallow and he would add some to the bowl to adjust the taste. Hundred-year-old royal honey can be mixed with other materials and rolled into pills, gold pills, stone pills, copper pills, and iron pills, which you can take whenever you want on the road. Amid the laughter, Lin Xian did not act as a riddler, but followed the custom of the Northern Territory and went straight to the point, saying very frankly: "We are here to seek the inheritance of Yuan Tianshi." "Master Zhang Wu, your lineage can be incorporated into our Tianxuan Holy Land. In return, the Holy Land will provide shelter to the village." "You don't have to worry about bandits coming to burn, kill and loot anymore, and you don't have to hand over all the source stones. You can keep most of the source stones for yourself." After these words were spoken, Uncle Zhang Wu was still hesitating, and some old people in the village were somewhat moved. Some young and energetic youths couldn't help but shout, "Recently, Chen Da Huzi and his gang have gone too far. They want us to hand over five kilograms of source!" "Last time we handed over more than four kilograms, and they snatched away Erlangzi's sister!" "Wouldn't it be better to find a shelter?" A group of people talked at once, cursing and denouncing. Chen Da Huzi's gang of bandits were the most shameless among all the bandits in the Northern Territory. They had no integrity at all, robbed people everywhere, killed people at will, bullied young girls, and committed all kinds of evil. Even if other bandits robbed, they knew how to reap profits sustainably and would not destroy the entire village.
But when it comes to Chen Da Huzi, if you don't pay enough resources, he will really kill the whole family. This act of exterminating the whole family has made every villager within 500 miles feel insecure. A young man who looked very honest gnashed his teeth, cursing and crying, "My sister was taken away by these beasts..." He is a fool who hates bandits the most. He has suffered greatly from them and wants revenge very much. "What is the level of Chen Da Huzi's cultivation?" Ye Fan couldn't stand this kind of thing and asked in a deep voice, "Where are these bandits?" Erlangzi quickly explained that Chen Da Huzi was a cultivator at the Divine Bridge realm, and the highest level in the village was the Life Spring, so they could not defeat him at all. Moreover, this group of bandits was very cunning and had no fixed place to live. No one could find their trace except those who came to collect their resources. "The Divine Bridge Realm dares to be so arrogant and do so many evil things." Ye Fan snorted coldly. The Northern Territory is really a small temple with many demons and shallow ponds with many turtles. Master Zhang Wu sighed and said, "Calculating the time, Chen Da Huzi will come to the door tomorrow. According to the convention, they have to capture or kill someone to establish their authority." Ye Fan did not take a Divine Bridge cultivator seriously. After practicing for a period of time, his cultivation had greatly increased and he was almost approaching the Dao Palace realm. Coupled with his physique and secret techniques, he could kill ordinary Dao Palace cultivators. He revealed his otherworldly state, then took on the responsibility and promised to rid the village of this great evil. For a moment, everyone was overjoyed, and their relationship with Lin Xian and the others became closer. Another clever young man named Wang Shu even took the initiative to step forward and ask Lin Xian about the method of cultivation. Master Zhang Wu was immediately shocked and wanted to stop him, saying that the scripture was a secret of the sect and how could it be easily passed on. If you ask around casually, you will cause displeasure from several immortals. "Don't be nervous." Lin Xian shook his head and smiled calmly, "Our Tianxuan Holy Land is going to rise, and we will definitely establish a religion in the Northern Territory. If your village is willing to join and accept protection, you can become a branch of the Holy Land and exist as a lower house." "The advanced secret method cannot be passed on yet. It needs to be tested to examine one's talent and loyalty. The Wheel Sea Scripture can give some pointers." The young men in the small village were overjoyed, and under the lead of several monks, they paid homage and expressed their willingness to become Tianxuan's disciples. Wang Shu and Erlangzi were also among the kneeling crowd. "This kind of bloodline? In the ancient times, it was known as the Uncrowned Emperor, second only to the bloodline of the Ancient Emperor." Lin Xian looked at Wang Shu and Erlangzi twice, then waved his robe, and his magical power surged, as if an invisible giant hand was lifting everyone up. He preached and taught the people in the village some cultivation methods from the Daoist Scriptures. Finally, he said, "Wang Shu and Er Lengzi both have good talents. You can stay by my side and be Daoist boys." "If others have talent and are loyal, they can also be accepted into our holy land, become formal disciples, and be taught Dao Palace scriptures." The act of spending a huge sum of money to buy a horse bone immediately excited everyone in the village. They only had rudimentary methods of cultivation, and the highest level was the Life Spring. For them, the Taoist scriptures are the real immortal scriptures. Why is the Qingxia Sect so high and mighty, ruling over an area of 500 miles? Isn’t it because they have several powerful Taoist masters? "Thank you, Holy Lord!" "Thank you, Dean!" "Meet the principal!" …… Countless excited voices rang out, everyone was excited and shouted all kinds of slogans.
"The disciples of the lower house all call him the principal." Lin Xian waved his hand and said, "When you have achieved success in your training, I will lead you to the north to wipe out the bandits in this area." "Principal, Northern Expedition?" Ye Fan had a strange look on his face, and felt that Saint Lin was becoming more and more abstract. The Holy Lord is the principal, what does he, the Holy Son, do? "Holy Lord, you won't let me be the director." Ye Fan held his forehead and wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that there seemed to be no difference between opening a holy place and building a school, both of which were to recruit believers. It’s more reliable than starting a company before. "Director, you are dreaming. I feel that you have faked your academic qualifications and are not suitable to mislead students." "Feng Chu, you should be a physical education teacher." Lin Xian shook his head and did not let Ye Fengchu go out of the mountain. He only appointed him as a physical education teacher, responsible for the daily physical training of the disciples. As for the Taoist practice, it was handed over to Jiang Tingting. (End of this chapter)