Chapter 90: Happy Sect Ruins
Chapter 90: Happy Sect Ruins
After getting on Lin Fan's flying boat, Lin Shan saw a joystick device in front, which was obviously used to control the flying boat. There was also a groove next to it, on which was placed a huge wind-attributed spiritual stone.
Feeling the huge spiritual energy contained in this spirit stone, Lin Shan took out dozens of spirit stones he got from the storage bag of the middle-aged man in brocade clothes, and compared it with the other stone. He found that the spiritual energy of dozens of spirit stones added together was not as much as that of one spirit stone.
"This is a mid-grade spirit stone. Since wind attributes are relatively rare, the exchange rate for low-grade spirit stones is about 1:120." Seeing Lin Shan's curiosity, Lin Fan explained briefly.
Lin Shan widened his eyes. So what you just said, "one thousand kilometers consumes half a spirit stone", means that what is consumed are mid-grade spirit stones?
You rich dog! My monthly donation is not even enough for the gas you spend on your flying boat for a day!
Lin Fan sat on the boat with high spirits and started it, then raised the joystick with a smile:
"This high-level wind-type flying magic weapon is as fast as a Foundation Establishment cultivator flying with a sword. It is absolutely safe to follow me on this adventure, so you can rest assured!"
Lin Shan praised repeatedly, this is a high-level wind-type flying magic tool. To have such a vehicle in the Qi training period, this kid is really the envy of others.
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The two of them rode on a magic flying boat, traveling at a leisurely pace, thousands of miles a day. After about three days, they arrived at the Jiangdong area.
According to the news, this time in Jiangdong, it seems that the ground veins shifted and the snow poured down the river, causing several sect sites that were once buried in the long river of history to be exposed to the sun again.
The largest of these is the ruins of the "Huanxi Sect" that appeared on the banks of the Oujiang River.
If they were going to go, they would go to the biggest one. The two had no objection.
About another day and night passed, and the flying boat arrived at the ruins of the Huanxi Sect on the bank of the Oujiang River.
After getting off the flying boat and collecting their magical instruments, the two began to walk.
There were many cultivators who came here to search for treasures, and there might even be Foundation Establishment cultivators. After all, they were only in the Qi Training Stage, and if they flew through the sky and showed off, they might get into trouble if they were spotted by high-level cultivators.
Although the Huanxi Sect ruins had been discovered for nearly half a year, all the good things that were visible had been divided up by the nearby immortal cultivation families and large and small sects. However, in some corners or under rocks, someone could always find some treasures again.
Now, most of the people who come here are independent cultivators. After eating the meat, the sects and families don't want to cause public outrage, so they always leave some soup for everyone. Now, nearly 30% of Jiangdong's independent cultivators have gathered here.
Wherever Lin Shan and Lin Fan passed by, they would always see a group of Qi training cultivators picking and choosing among the ruins.
The site is not small, covering an area of dozens of miles and with nearly a dozen mountains.
Each of them is a sacred mountain, with rich spiritual energy and a refreshing fragrance. Spiritual veins converge deep underground, and some casual cultivators even stay here to start their hard training.
The various temples and halls on the mountain were built in a way that was in line with Feng Shui. The murals on the walls depicted grand events during the heyday of the Happy Sect, people worshipping the Happy Buddha, and various postures of men and women practicing together.
From time to time, one can see some spiritual birds flying by in the sky. There are towering ancient trees between the ruined temples, and some shallow grass and shrubs are swaying under the trees, all of which have the tendency to transform into spiritual flowers and plants.
"This is a wonderful Lingshan Mansion. I'm afraid the concentration of spiritual energy is comparable to that of Xiuxian Market! The spring of independent cultivators is coming."
Lin Shan couldn't help sighing as he asked while sightseeing. This is a good thing for free. You have to pay to practice in Xiuxianfang City, and no one cares about the ruins here.
Lin Fan on the side shook his head: "This is only temporary. The spiritual vein land is a place that all sects and families must fight for. Now it's just that all parties are restrained, so the negotiations are still in progress. There should be a result within a few years."
Lin Shan on the other side could only sigh inwardly. The world of cultivation is a world of the jungle. Sects and aristocratic families rely on the original spiritual veins to grow bigger and bigger, and then continue to fight for spiritual veins to expand their capital, squeezing the living space of independent cultivators step by step.
He saw in Yichuan that the gap between the rich and the poor was extremely large.
At that time, Gongsun Yu from the Gongsun family in the pavilion took out a jar of spiritual wine that was probably worth hundreds of spiritual stones. He distributed it to everyone and drank it like water.
The poor independent cultivators were still selling talismans on the street, buying them for one spirit stone and ten talismans at a time to save up their living expenses.
Lin Shan couldn't help but look at Lin Fan next to him. During the few days this guy came to Jiangdong, the fuel money for the flying magic weapon alone was his salary for several months! Lin Fan seemed to be aware of his gaze, his face was calm, without any ripples:
"It's not as exaggerated as you think. Even in aristocratic families and sects, resources are concentrated in the upper echelons. The higher the cultivation level, the more cultivation resources one has."
"Unless they are the second generation of top immortals, ordinary disciples from sects and aristocratic families are only slightly better than independent cultivators. Even if they become direct disciples like me, the treatment is not ridiculously high. Look at my senior brothers Lei Zhenzi and Lei Yunzi, didn't they also come to the Mortal Dynasty to complete missions with great difficulty?
My current worth is all earned through my own travels and opportunities, and has little to do with the sect."
Lin Shan, who was standing by, seemed to be thinking about something. On the way, he had also asked Lin Fan about the admission criteria of the big sects. After all, who wouldn't want to join such a big sect? Everyone knows that it's good to be under a big tree.
But Lin Fan poured cold water on him. Although it was not intentional, it was the fact. Without a spiritual root of grade B or above, it was unlikely that he would be able to enter the inner sect as a disciple. After all, the resources of the major sects in the cultivation world were also tight, and they were obviously taking the elite route.
Of course, with Lin Shan's aptitude of Grade C wind and thunder dual spiritual roots, if he was trained in the sect from a young age and started as an outer disciple, there would still be a glimmer of hope. But now he has already cultivated to the late stage of Qi training on his own, and it is basically impossible for him to succeed in the sect with his skills.
The two chatted as they moved forward. On the way, they passed through various sacred mountains and saw some cultivators fighting each other.
They might be fighting for some treasures, or for a spiritual eye suitable for cultivation. Some might even be fighting to kill people for treasures. However, seeing that the two were in the late stage of Qi training, none of them dared to step forward and attack.
After wandering for about two days, when passing a narrow bridge in the mountains, they heard deafening sounds of killing ahead. It was obvious that monks from many factions were fighting in a group.
However, Lin Shan and the other two had become accustomed to it in the past two days and had not intended to pay any attention to it. However, after hearing some of the content, Lin Shan instantly lost his composure.
"Stop him! He has ancient Tibetan secret maps and a statue of the Happy Buddha."
"The ancient Tibetan secret map is said to be related to the great secrets of Buddhism."
"You can also take the Happy Buddha statue to the Xingtai Zen Master to exchange for spiritual stones."
"Leave behind the ancient Tibetan secret map!"
"Leave behind the statue of the Happy Buddha!"
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Amid the chaotic shouting and killing sounds, Lin Shan only heard the happy Buddha statue.
Just listening to what these people said, it seemed that a few months ago a Zen master from Xingtai threatened to come out and buy a statue of Happy Buddha for one thousand spiritual stones, so these people were furious for it.
“Is there anyone who specializes in collecting this Buddha statue?”
Lin Shan couldn't help but think of the Red-faced Monk and the Joyful Sect, and he seemed to have a special liking for the Joyful Buddha statue. But that thing has no use other than belief, right?
Do they have a way to absorb the beliefs there? Or are they working for some organization or force behind the scenes to collect information?
Lin Shan's mind was racing, but Lin Fan next to him became interested as soon as he heard the words "ancient Tibetan secret map".
As soon as you hear this thing, you know it is a treasure map of a certain ruins. When it comes to treasure hunting, this is Lin Fan’s favorite thing to do. As for what the treasure is and what secrets it contains, it’s not important at all!
Without saying a word, Lin Fan rushed into the crowd and went straight for the group of people who were running away with the secret map.
"Leave behind the ancient Tibetan secret map!"
Lin Shan was left standing there stupidly. There were hundreds of people there. Big brother! Are you so reckless?
It will be on the shelves next month, but I don’t know when it will be on the shelves. It depends on the editor’s notification.
I have thought of many all-encompassing settings for this book, but as the plot of the third volume unfolds, I have to write the two small climaxes of the second volume first.
Once again, I would like to thank the brothers on Qidian and Qyue for their monthly tickets and recommendation votes.
(End of this chapter)