"Congratulations to my uncle, Master, for your success. From now on, I will be a golden elixir guest and a free immortal in the mortal world!" Wang Jue bowed his hands to the four-eyed Taoist.

The four-eyed Taoist priest returned the favor with a polite smile and said: "Ah Ming, please stop making fun of me. You, the land god, are truly carefree, hahaha..."

Although he may seem a little self-effacing on the surface, Shimu is actually very proud of his ability to form a golden elixir.

Looking around, there was no sign of Jia Le, so he asked, "Hey, where is that brat Jia Le?"

"Senior Brother Jiale just went to Master Yixiu." Wang Jue turned around and lay on the chair and said slowly.

When Si Mu heard this, how could he not know who he was going for, so he pretended to be angry and said: "Hey, this kid, I am in seclusion inside, but he is still in the mood to pick up girls?"

Wang Jue smiled calmly and said: "Uncle, you should be happy. If Brother Jiale really gets Jingjing, wouldn't it mean that he has succeeded in poaching Master Yixiu? Master Yixiu is old, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to win again.

Now that we have accepted a disciple, the person and the house next door will belong to us in Maoshan!"

After hearing this, Si Mu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said happily: "Yes, that's how it should be, hahahahaha..."

Afterwards, the two of them chatted about each other, and time flew by quickly into the afternoon.

At this time, a group of people slowly came from a distance carrying a golden coffin.

As soon as the golden elixir was completed, the spiritual consciousness appeared. The four eyes that had already cultivated the golden elixir at this moment immediately looked out the spiritual consciousness. After seeing the person clearly, he said with a smile: "Let's go out and greet you Qianhe Master."

Uncle."

Wang Jue lazily stood up from the Grand Master's chair, moved his neck, and looked outside through the window.

Ever since their group stepped into a land with a radius of a hundred miles, they had entered the scanning range of Wang Jue's consciousness, and now they have reached it.

The royal zombies can withstand thunder without dying. Such high-quality corpse materials! Maybe you can make a golden-armored zombie general out of it!

...

So the two of them immediately walked towards the team, but Master Ikkyu was much slower this time.

The four-eyed Taoist looked at Yixiu who was walking slowly towards this side, and immediately said sarcastically: "Ah, you are coming so slowly, you might as well not come, the sun will go down by the time you come out!"

As he spoke, his eyes did not restrain his aura, and they were open and clear for Master Yixiu to see clearly.

Master Yixiu looked at Taoist Shimu carefully, sighed, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Taoist Shimu for attaining the Golden Elixir Path!"

The tone contained endless emotion and envy.

Originally, the skills of these two bad friends were on par with each other, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

In the mountains and fields, we can only see that staying together in a cottage has the meaning of Buddhism and Taoism being in harmony and each of them benefiting from each other.

Over the years, the two have argued and fought fiercely, but each has gained something.

Now that Taoist Four Eyes has formed a golden elixir, his skill has far surpassed that of monk Yixiu, and the balanced situation has been broken.

From now on, I'm afraid Master Xiu will only be punished...

But how could Wang Jue break up these happy enemies? After conquering the royal zombies, he would take the opportunity to give the insights he gained from Fahai and some pills to Monk Yixiu.

Wang Jue had a hunch that if he continued reincarnating like this, he would inevitably encounter the world he had experienced before.

And he has too many enemies, and it is difficult to resist the revenge of those people without forming a strong force.

It didn't matter that I was alone in the past, but now that I have a bond, I have to try to ensure their safety.

So it is very important to manage your influence from now on, make connections, have many friends and many paths.

Even though they are still weak now, with their qualifications and some resources, they will one day become a powerful fighting force.

...

Just when Wang Jue was thinking wildly, he saw a Taoist priest wearing a Hunyuan scarf and orange robes walking over quickly.

Taoist Priest Qianhe's right hand pointed his sword upward, and his left sword finger rested on the heel of his right hand. His hands were level with his face. He said with a hearty smile: "Senior brother, it's been a long time!"

Taoist Simu did the same thing, put his hands on his chest, and said with a smile: "Haha, junior brother, you are fine!"

It is a courtesy in Maoshan to meet fellow disciples, the lower the hand, the higher the status.

As the juniors, Wang Jue and Jiale raised their hands above their heads.

Wang Jue said calmly and perfunctorily: "I have met Master Qianhe."

Taoist Master Qianhe asked in confusion: "Hello, nephew... Senior brother, have you accepted a disciple again?"

Simu immediately sighed, "Junior brother, please don't embarrass me. How can I accept him? He is the third disciple of our senior brother Yimei. His name is A Ming."

Taoist priest Qianhe suddenly realized, and then said with a sigh on his face: "Oh, that's it, no wonder I haven't seen him before; speaking of which, I haven't seen senior brother Yimei for a long time. When I last saw him ten years ago,

There were only two little guys with him, who must have grown up now, hahaha... We, our useless brothers and sisters, have been scattered all over the world since we came down from the mountain. I'm afraid it won't be easy in the future.

We meet..." Wang Jue said immediately: "Uncle, as long as you are willing, it is not difficult to meet. The ninth day of next month is my master's birthday. At that time, I will invite all my uncles and uncles to come.

Home Town.”

"This..." Taoist priest Qianhe hesitated. Although he really wanted to go, he had the task of escorting the golden coffin, so his pace was slow, and he was afraid that he would not be able to make it in time.

Wang Jue saw his concerns at a glance, so he smiled and said: "Don't worry, uncle, I will definitely make it in time. Moreover, this is my master's alchemy banquet. You can't go if you don't go."

Taoist Master Qianhe was stunned for a moment, and then said with a look of ecstasy: "Dan Cheng Banquet! Are you saying that Senior Brother Yimei has broken through the golden elixir? Hahaha, I knew he could do it, even if he is not in a paradise like Maoshan.

Senior Brother Yimei's talent can definitely achieve the golden elixir, hahahaha..."

"Ahem, junior brother, please look at me!" Taoist Simu is also a arrogant person. Hearing Qianhe's flattery to Uncle Jiu, he felt a little unhappy immediately, so he started to show off.

Upon hearing this, Taoist Master Qianhe looked at Taoist Simu, and then he was overjoyed and said: "I never thought that, Senior Brother Simu, you can also obtain the Golden Elixir, hahaha... Heaven will never destroy my Maoshan Mountain!"

Taoist Simu's face fell, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, Lin Fengjiao has cultivated the golden elixir, but I can't?"

At this time, a sissy said in a bad tone: "What's going on? Why did it stop for so long!"

Taoist priest Qianhe didn't dare to neglect, so he immediately replied: "Guanshi Wu, I'll borrow some glutinous rice from my senior brother!"

Manager Wu said harshly: "Hurry up then, you can't afford to waste time!" After that, he turned his head and concentrated on serving the young master.

Taoist Simu said to Jiale: "Go quickly and get a bag of glutinous rice for your Uncle Qianhe."

Jia Le responded and turned around and ran towards the house.

Then, the four-eyed Taoist looked at the golden coffin with a serious face and asked: "The golden coffin with copper legs is wrapped with an ink bucket net. Could it be that..."

Taoist priest Qianhe nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, it's a zombie."

"Then why didn't you burn it?" Simu continued to ask.

Taoist Qianhe sighed and said: "You can't burn it. The zombies inside are from the frontier royal family. They need to be escorted to the capital as soon as possible to wait for the emperor's fate. Alas... Senior brother, I think you should understand me!"

A person who practices Taoism is indispensable for both Dharma and wealth. People who practice Taoism and have an upright mind are basically not very good at making money.

Peach wood swords, yellow talismans, Sanqing bells, lotus lanterns, glutinous rice, candles and incense, paper money, various medicinal materials...these instruments and items all cost money.

Maoshan disciples have been fighting against demons and ghosts all year round. The lifelong struggle between good and evil has been carried out throughout the lives of most Maoshan disciples, so the magic weapons are consumed very quickly.

In addition, Taoist Master Qianhe has four more disciples. When the time comes, the disciples will get married, have children, buy families, and have another amount of money...

Although Taoist Master Qianhe knew that escorting zombies all the way to the capital was very dangerous, the offers given by the elders of the dynasty were too much to refuse...

As the saying goes, if you give it a try, your bicycle will become a motorcycle; if you take a gamble, your motorcycle will become a Land Rover.

If this order is completed, there will be no worries about money within at least seven years. You can make money! It’s not shabby!

Although Taoist Four Eyes is rich, all he earns is hard-earned money from driving corpses. In addition, he only has one apprentice, Jia Le, and Jia Le is quite well-behaved, so he doesn't need Taoist Four Eyes to wipe his ass...

...

On the other hand, Uncle Jiu’s family is so poor that they are about to suffer from the northwest wind! Ever since Wang Jue brought the Zhongzhou team members to Yizhuang, the rice vats in Yizhuang have bottomed out...

...

Finally, after Master Ikkyu's "kind words" reminder, Taoist Master Qianhe removed the tent on the coffin, got the glutinous rice, and left in a hurry.

Wang Jue had already left a mark on the coffin, and even sent a shadow clone to follow them just in case.

Wang Jue looked up at the sky and smiled slightly. It seemed that he would be able to harvest a good corpse tonight!
Chapter completed!