The description of the fairy world caught Jiajun's attention. It felt like it was talking about the Holy Spirit Continent. Even if it wasn't the Holy Spirit Continent, it must be another world similar to the Holy Spirit Continent.
According to Yijie's description of the specific powers of these monk levels, Jiajun estimated that the spiritual breath is probably the spiritual enlightenment on the Holy Spirit Continent, the foundation is the spiritual establishment, the golden elixir corresponds to the gathering of spirits, the Yuanying corresponds to the refining of spirits, and the heavenly immortal should refer to the pseudo.
It's a holy realm. Here the golden elixir can fly through the air, and the Nascent Soul can stand suspended in the air. It can be seen that the pressure of the environment is indeed much smaller.
The most important point is that ten years on earth and only one year in the immortal world? What Jiajun lacks most now is time. If this is true, wouldn’t he have gained decades of practice time out of thin air?
It's a pity that Yijie only knows these superficial things and doesn't know the details at all. It's not necessarily true or false. He just wants to give his dead mother a chance to read books about cultivation, hoping that one day he will have good luck.
Which sect of cultivation should I join?
If you want to have a thorough understanding, the best way is to join the Xiuzhen sect! Jiajun thought secretly. In this case, after settling the matter here, he will go directly to the Xiling Mountains to have a look.
"Master Yijie, what happened to the offerings that the city lord said he went to invite?" Jiajun suddenly thought, "Can't I teach you how to make these offerings?"
"Yes! I forgot that they are half of them. It is said that they are monks who have not stayed in the cultivation sect, or who feel that there is no hope of attaining the Tao. They enter the secular world to receive offerings, protect the safety of mortals, and enjoy the wealth and honor of the world!
There are some such monks in every place, and there are even casual cultivators with no sect, but as long as they are not from the cultivation sect, they are generally not very strong. Our city only enshrines two monks in the foundation building period! I have been here for so many years
, I haven’t even seen them yet!”
"Foundation-building stage?" Jiajun was speechless upon hearing this. This monk who had just established the spirit-building level was so popular. I'm afraid there really weren't many high-level monks in this continent.
"Even though they are in the foundation building stage, they are invincible among mortals! It is said that they can control the magic weapon Talisman and seal, killing people is easy! Our city also spent a lot of money to enshrine it! Want to ask them to teach me? Even if the price is paid
Come on, do you think my father will forgive my unpopular son?"
"But you are the eldest son after all! Why don't you want to see me?"
"Hmph! I heard that my father has something big to do now. Once it is completed, it will be earth-shattering. It seems that it has been planned for many years. It is said that it depends on the strong support of the wife of the city lord's mother-in-law." Yijie said bitterly, he didn't
He called Mrs. Wang mother, and directly called the city lord's wife, "The city lord's wife doesn't want to see me, how can this soft-fed father speak easily!" Although he said this with a look full of hatred, Jiajun could still follow it.
There was a hint of desolation and loss on his face.
"Big deal?" Jiajun was curious.
"I don't know, it's none of my business anyway!"
"When these worshiping immortals come, can we see them?"
"Of course! Every time they come to the whole house, they have to greet them!"
"Great, I'll go and see what this immortal looks like!"
While the two were having a lively chat in the courtyard, there was a burst of noise outside the door, and Yijie's face suddenly darkened. Then the door of Jingyiju was violently kicked open.
"Fu Yijie, we heard that your father took in an adopted son and gave you half of your house, but he came here to comfort you!" The first people to enter were four children, two boys and two girls. The youngest boy was probably
They also looked like they were 8 or 9 years old. The eldest girl was probably almost 18. They were followed by a group of servants. The one who spoke was the girl who looked to be the oldest. This group of people seemed to be the four of Yijie.
Siblings.
"Fu Ling, what do you want to do here! I'm very nice here, I don't need any comfort!" Yijie shouted in a deep voice.
"Are you Xiaojun? The orphan who was a blessing in disguise?" The girl named Fu Ling ignored Yijie and turned to look at Jiajun, "You untouchables dream all day about climbing up to the rich and powerful, so you are not afraid of climbing too high.
You fell down and died! My father temporarily softened his heart and said he would take you in. After my mother found out, she rushed to persuade him! If I want to take you in, the most I can do is make you a slave. If you have something to eat, that’s good!"
"Hmph, can you change the order you gave? The dignified Lord of the City still wants to obey the orders of a woman? You are not afraid of becoming a laughing stock!" Yijie became furious after hearing this. Although he and Jiajun were not familiar with each other, they seemed to like him after chatting all day.
, plus Jiajun’s life experience made him feel even more pity, so of course he had to help Jiajun fight for it at this time!
"Fu Yijie, how dare you accuse the eldest sister even though you are half a bastard? Mother thinks that you have a trace of our family's blood, and it is good to keep you alive. Now you dare to speak for this outsider?" the youngest boy said.
He began to curse without restraint!
"Fu Lin! You're looking for death!" Yijie rushed out in one stride, going up to beat the boy, but was immediately stopped by a group of servants.
"Sir! Calm down, if the madam finds out about this fight, you will be punished!" The manservant who stepped forward to hug Yijie quickly advised him.
"Sure enough, he is half a bastard, and he actually opened his mouth to speak for this bastard!" Fu Ling sneered at his attitude.
"Hey, listen up! This is the eldest sister Fu Ling, the second sister Fu Yun, I am Fu Qi, and this is my younger brother Fu Lin!" Another 12 or 3-year-old boy looked at the younger one with a cold look on his face.
Jun said, "No matter whether father wants to keep you in the end or not, you are just a bastard in front of us! When you see us, you must behave like a master and a servant, otherwise you will live worse than a slave!"
Jiajun watched the show with cold eyes for a long time, and before he was ready to speak, he saw a woman walking over quickly, surrounded by a group of servants. The woman was wearing a pink palace dress with gold trim, and her black silk hair was coiled around her head.
Three gold hairpins inlaid with beads and carved patterns are inserted, and a pair of glazed amber butterfly pendants are pinned to the waist, making it appear graceful and luxurious.
She must be Mrs. Wang, right? Jiajun thought to himself.
"Have you had enough trouble?" Mrs. Wang came over and looked at the group of them. The coldness on her face made the servants tremble with fear. "Xiaojun, right? My husband is kind enough to take you in and give you a meal.
Eat, but the city lord's mansion is not so easy to enter! From now on, your meals will be at the same level as the servants. The city lord has important things to do now, and he has no time to distract himself from other chores. From now on, you are not allowed to see the city lord or leave this place without my permission.
Half a step away from the palace!" Mrs. Wang probably didn't persuade the city lord. Since she couldn't drive away Jiajun, she just took in an extra servant. After she finished speaking, she turned around and left without waiting for a reply. It seemed that she was used to being bossy.
.
"Are you listening? Fu Yijie, since you are so protective of him, why don't you enjoy the servant food with him in the future!" Fu Ling sneered and left with everyone.
After all this turmoil, Jiajun couldn't laugh or cry. How could he have agreed to be his adopted son? It was as if everyone around him had already concluded that he would definitely stay here!
"Don't be afraid. From now on, you will live and eat with me, and those servants won't dare to neglect you!" Yijie watched them leave angrily, then turned around to comfort Jiajun.
"Don't worry, I have nothing to be afraid of." Jiajun chuckled.
This Mrs. Wang doesn't look simple, and she doesn't know why the city lord gives her such respect? Jiajun thought, and his senses swept towards the lady.
"Fu Qin, have you sent the reply to your father?" Mrs. Wang was on her way back to her room, with only a groveling old servant following her.
"Madam, Sir Fu has written it in his own hand, and has sent the secret guard on horseback to deliver it, traveling thousands of miles a day!"
"Okay, the success or failure of this matter lies with the father. If he cooperates with the outsiders in the imperial city, and the immortals we secretly enshrine take action, the city should be able to be destroyed." Mrs. Wang's face was tense, with a look on her face.
With a worried expression, "I wonder if the immortals enshrined by the emperor are really as reported?"
"Madam, you can rest assured that the Yuan Ying ancestor whom the emperor invited by chance failed to survive the catastrophe of ascension a few years ago and has definitely fallen." Fu Qin quickly replied, "The Yuan Ying ancestor was not originally
We, the people of the East China Sea, heard rumors that we were plotted by our enemies and were injured here to recover, so we took the emperor’s gift. Later, we barely managed to survive the catastrophe of ascension, and it was expected that we would fall.”
"Humph, if it weren't for his existence, Donghai Kingdom would have changed hands long ago!" Mrs. Wang said with an indignant look, "The emperor had kept the news of the death of the Yuanying Ancestor well hidden, and the other
Although the worshiper is also powerful, we should cooperate inside and outside to catch him off guard, so we are not afraid. Have you found out the origin of Xiaojun? Don’t let any trouble happen at this time with the move in Anping Village! "
"Don't worry, madam, we have checked and it is indeed just an orphan! Mr. Fu did this to win the hearts of the people!"
"Well, if there is no massacre in Anping Village, there is no reason to call for the Immortal Order. If we can't attract the few heads to pay tribute to Fengcheng, I'm afraid we will miss the big event! Since my husband still can't bear it, let him accept this
Adopted son!" Mrs. Wang has already walked to the door of her courtyard, "Fu Qin, you have been loyal and loyal for so many years. When things are done, I will give you a big housekeeper. The official position will be hereditary, and future generations will enjoy all the glory and wealth!
"
"Thank you, madam!" Fu Qin trembled and quickly knelt down to thank her.
"You should step back first. The worshipers will be coming in a few days, so go ahead and make preparations!" Mrs. Wang turned around and entered the mansion.