Any power or benefit in the world needs to be fought for, which means the person involved is lacking.

Value varies from thing to thing and from person to person.

Gu Wen naturally does not care about this position where he can become a saint. Even if others become saints, they cannot compare to him.

Taoism is sometimes like the property of the previous life. A person who started from scratch can be worth hundreds of millions, and a person who inherits family property can also be worth hundreds of millions. The final effect of both parties is similar.

But the only difference is that two people with trillions of assets do not need to compete, while monks may face attacks from strong men of the same level.

The Lord of Jianmudong was an immortal, but his master killed countless demon ancestors, as well as Jianmu's little saint clones.

In the same way, if Gu Wen faced those so-called immortal saints, he could also kill them.

"Do you want to?"

The position of a Little Saint did not move him. Instead, Gu Wen asked Chi Yuzi with his usual calm smile.

"If you want it, I can give it to you."

The elder of the Yuqing Sect who was three steps ahead looked slightly sideways. He didn't know about the immortal position yet, but he just felt that the relationship between Chi Tianzun and his own Tianzun was really unusual.

Even the position of Tianzun can be given up at will.

Otherwise, he couldn't understand why a descendant of Yujian Sect would stay in their Yuqing Sect.

So much so that the Yujian Sect now looks like it is in decline, with only a few old Dao-level old guys in the sect, but not a single young and powerful Heavenly Lord.

But Chi Tianzun turned out to be a girl.

No matter how many times the elders of the Yuqing Sect looked at it, they were still extremely surprised that Chi Tianzun, who was known as Zhenwu Tianzun, was only five and a half feet tall.

"Um"

Akabane looked thoughtful, unable to make a decision for the moment.

Naturally, she also wants to become a saint, but she also knows that everything has a price. Now that she is not even an immortal, how can she become a saint?

Even if you can become a saint, what is the cost?

Also, if you take the position of Yuqing, will you have to sit in the Jade Palace for a hundred years, and will not be able to leave Daozong at will in the future?

For most people, Tianzun's power is incomparable to temporary freedom, but Akabanezi values ​​her own freedom more than anything else.

But that's an opportunity for sanctification

After being hesitant, Chi Yuzi began to scratch his ears and cheeks, and then he looked angry again, slightly showing his fangs and pointed the finger at Gu Wen.

"Why do you want me to make the decision? Yuqing Tianzun is you, not my aunt."

Gu Wen said with a smile on his face: "I'm giving you benefits, but you still find it troublesome."

"You help me choose."

Chi Yuzi tugged on Gu Wen's sleeve and pulled his head upward slightly.

Gu Wen said helplessly: "That's inappropriate. I'm not saying it will definitely work. I don't know what problems may arise."

Even if Akabane wanted to be the one, he would ask her to wait.

Akabane asked: "When will you be able to make people become immortals like Jianmu?"

"I don't know, it might be soon or it might be a long time."

"Then I'll wait for you!"

"Then I guess by then the existing opportunities will no longer be available to you."

After entering the main mountain gate of Yuqing, one is greeted by a road one foot wide, paved with rough stone slabs.

Every hundred steps or so you can see scattered Taoist temples in small courtyards.

Compared with the academie styles of Taiyi City and Liuyun Sect, the architecture of Yuqing Sect can only be described by two words: simplified music. The Taoist temples are all blue tiles and white walls. The highest eaves are only three feet, and the widest is less than ten feet.

There are no stone carvings at the door, no lanterns on the eaves, and no golden bodies in the Taoist temples.

I often see disciples walking along the mountain path, carrying baskets containing firewood, food, grains, and even livestock.

Passing by a market along the way, the red dust inside is thicker, and we face a spacious avenue. There are shops on the left and right sides, ranging from robes and cloths, magic weapons, elixirs and herbs, to wine shops, restaurants, medicinal food, etc.

Everything is available.

The 50,000 disciples and elders of the Yuqing sect are all here to get what they need.

"We, the elder disciples of the Yuqing sect, have recorded that there are 198,000 people living in Yuqing Mountain, with a total of 3,000 Taoist temples and four squares and twelve streets. This is Babao Street, also known as Zashi.

It is established by most of the disciples who have not yet acquired the golden elixir and are unable to escape grain."

"Here you can find everything you need for daily life and everything you need for spiritual practice under the golden elixir."

As Elder Yuqing spoke, he enthusiastically introduced the various places and customs of the Yuqing sect to Gu Wen.

Although this sounds a bit strange, the news he received was that this Yuqing Tianzun, who had not been on duty for eight hundred years, was entering the mountain gate for the first time.

Gu Wen looked around and saw many disciples carrying baskets, just like ordinary people going to the market.

He asked curiously: "Don't any of these people have a Qiankun bag?"

As soon as these words came out, Elder Yuqing was stunned, and Chiyuzi covered his mouth and laughed: "Why don't you eat minced meat? The things in the Qiankun Bag may not even have golden elixirs. Even if this is a Taoist sect, they can't do it."

Until everyone has a Qiankun bag."

Containing the universe is already a category of great supernatural powers.

The one who can store items without relying on the Qiankun Bag is the True King, the one who can store a mountain in the void is the Taoist Heavenly Lord, and the one who can store living creatures is the Immortal.

The Qiankun bag is a luxury product and a symbol of identity and status. Only large sects can give Qiankun bags to their disciples.

Elder Yuqing said: "Although our Taoist sect is the lord of the world and the honor of the thirty-six states, our life is actually quite difficult. The disciples mainly focus on Qing cultivation."

"Because Daozong has to provide a large amount of spiritual stones to the Five Spirit Valley every year, and the spiritual seeds grown are distributed to the world for free, so there is no money."

Akabane said bluntly: "A middle-class sect is richer than the Sanqing Zhenzhuan. Others are the sect's Qiankun bag, but the Sanqing Zhenzhuan can only practice the Qiankun technique by himself."

Elder Yuqing was ashamed and did not dare to say anything for a while.

Can you tell me this directly? And I still told Yuqing Tianzun, if this reaches the ears of the master

Gu Wen shook his head and said: "The Qiankun Bag can only be regarded as an appearance of fame and wealth, just like the robes and magic weapons. The disciples of the sect have countless magic weapons to protect themselves, but the Taoism will not rise because of one magic weapon, and the beggar will not rise because of one magic weapon.

A good piece of clothing can help you escape poverty.”

Chi Yuzi said: "On the first day after entering the mountain gate, you have become pedantic. Why don't you go drinking with me after you get off the mountain?"

Halfway up the mountain, still five thousand feet away from the summit and with thousands of Taoist temples yet to pass, Gu Wen stopped.

It was originally a place covered by vegetation, but suddenly an ancient bluestone path appeared.

The elders of the Yuqing Sect looked puzzled, thinking that some senior Taoist sect was living in seclusion. After all, there were rumors that there was a universe of three thousand miles in Sanqing Mountain.

On this Lingshan Mountain, there are countless Taoist ancestors who are powerful hermits and who often go into seclusion. Their caves are open to Taoist disciples and they pass on their mantles.

"That's it."

Gu Wen walked into the ancient path without looking back. His pace suddenly became slightly faster, and Chi Yuzi followed closely behind him.

In an instant, the ancient road turned into clouds and disappeared again.

The elder of the Yuqing Sect took off and left without asking any questions. There were too many mysterious things in the world that he could not know in his short period of integration.

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The ancient road stretches for a hundred steps, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant on both sides, and a separate courtyard half hidden in the bamboo forest.

"Have you been here?"

Gu Wen walked ahead and asked, Chi Yuzi shook his head and replied: "Immortal Qingcang never mentioned where sister Yu Hua is, and no one dared to ask about your life and death with Yu Hua."

"You are really as afraid of the master as a tiger or a wolf."

They came to the door. In the corner of the small courtyard, next to a small rockery, a trickle of water gurgled down and fell into the pond below, causing layers of delicate ripples.

In the middle of the courtyard is a two-story building with green bricks and black tiles, and the corners are covered with moss.

An old woman was watering the flowers in the yard. In Gu Wen and Chi Yuzi's perception, a formation was formed here, and endless vitality was supporting the small building in the center.

It looks like a building from the outside, a formation from the inside, and the true meaning is a furnace.

The entire courtyard is a huge alchemy furnace, and the elixir that should be used to refine elixirs serves as one of the foundations of the formation, constantly providing vitality.

When she saw someone coming in, she put down the kettle made of white jade in her hand and asked, "Who is this fellow Taoist? Why are you here?"

Gu Wen cupped his hands and said, "I am a poor Daoist in the world of mortals. I have master's permission to come here to visit my old friend."

"I remember you. You were number one on the third list that year. Others said you were dead."

"Who is this old man and what are you doing here?"

"I am Yuening, the leader of the Yuqing Sect six thousand years ago. The immortal asked me to help a person transform into a saint while sleeping. Therefore, I set up a formation here to maintain it day and night, to provide support to the person in the formation, and to allow her to take the physical body in her sleep.

Sanctification.”

"Does the old man know how the people among them are doing now?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before, and the Immortal doesn't allow anyone to get even half a step closer to it."
To be continued...