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    After borrowing less than 200 pieces of middle-grade immortal stones from Bai Jingtao and others, Fang Ling walked away.  Now that the feud has been settled, Fang Ling will never be merciful, not to mention that he is too poor now.

    As for Bai Jingtao¡¯s uncle, it¡¯s not like he hasn¡¯t dealt with it before when soldiers come to block him, when water comes and earth comes to cover him up, and when a monk in the foundation-building stage is there.

    Many people have been watching the battle between Fang Ling, Bai Jingtao and others.  After Fang Ling drifted away, these people hurriedly walked up.

    "Who is that person? He's so awesome!" A young disciple glanced at Bai Jingtao and others with disgust, and said with a hint of admiration in his tone.

    As soon as he said these words, a person next to him said: "Uncle Fang Ling, the core disciple of Qixing Peak!"

    There was no respect in the tone of the person who answered the call. His words were more of a mockery of the other party's identity.

    "Uncle Fang from Seven Star Peak?" The young disciple repeated these words, and suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and his face became strange.  But then he added: "No matter what, if one can hit five, he can still do so cleanly. This Uncle Fang is so awesome!"

    "What's the use of being awesome? It's not like you don't know who Bai Jingtao's uncle is. That uncle is the best at guarding his shortcomings!" When a mature and steady disciple said this, he suddenly found that Bai Jingtao was about to open his eyes.  He hurriedly said: "Come on, I haven't received the elixir that my master gave me yet."

    Those who can become disciples of Zhendao Sect are naturally not simple-minded people. They don't want to be affected by the disaster and run away all at once.

    Bai Jingtao wanted to stand up, but the huge pain from his body made it difficult for him to move. After a long time before he could sit up, he said with infinite hatred in his mouth: "Fang Ling, I will tell you about this matter."  It¡¯s not over!¡±

    Fang Ling returned to Seven Star Peak, took a short rest, and then took out the Ten Thousand Star Foundation Building Array to look at it.  Having studied formations for more than a year, he is not too troubled by some of the mysteries in the Ten Thousand Stars Foundation Establishment Formation.  What troubles him is the 10,000 middle-grade immortal stones.

    Fang Ling originally thought he was a small rich man, but this Ten Thousand Stars Foundation Building Formation made him understand that he was really poor.  If I want to accumulate enough of these 10,000 middle-grade immortal stones, I really don¡¯t know how long it will take until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse

    After pondering for a moment, Fang Ling finally decided to try the ordinary foundation building method.  As long as you can generate divine consciousness in your mind, you can save 10,000 middle-grade immortal stones.

    Ten days later, Fang Ling slowly opened his eyes.  His eyes were full of loss.  This time he made a lot of preparations for the attack on foundation building. It can even be said that he used his best ability, but the result was very ruthless: the foundation building was not successful!  The practice of the Formless Mind Reading Technique also had no effect.

    Reaching out to pick up the jade slips on the far side of the futon, Fang Ling secretly thought, it seems that if he wants to build a foundation, he can only rely on these ten thousand stars to build a foundation array.

    "Whoosh!" A communication talisman came to the sky. Fang Ling took the communication talisman, and then his expression changed.  The jade talisman was sent by the head Fu Jingbai, and the jade talisman had only one content, which was for Fang Ling to host the Zhendao Sect's sutra talk meeting in half a month.

    The sutra talk meeting is a kind of gathering within the Zhendao Sect, aiming to give disciples below the foundation level an opportunity to communicate and learn from each other.  This kind of sutra talk is held once a year, and each time a core disciple will preside over it.

    Although Fang Ling's cultivation level is not enough to build the foundation, he is still one of the core disciples of the Zhendao Sect, and it seems that it is normal for him to host this sutra discussion due to his status.  But Fang Ling knew that this seemingly normal thing was not normal at all.  The host of a sutra talk meeting must not only be profound in cultivation and be able to control the situation, but also often answer questions for many disciples.

    Although Fang Ling is a core disciple, he has only been in Zhendao Sect for a year, so why should he answer other people's questions?  He didn't know who to turn to for answers.  Obviously, this is someone deliberately targeting themselves.  Fu Jingbai was actually able to agree to the other party's request. It must be that the identity of the other party is not simple.

    Fang Ling's mind instantly thought of Bai Jingtao. This guy said he had an uncle. Could it be this guy?  Unfortunately, he forgot his uncle's name at the time. As thoughts flashed in his mind, Fang Ling placed the jade talisman on the ground.

    Fu Jingbai's jade talisman contained a meaning that could not be declined. Naturally, Fang Ling would not humiliate himself by refusing. Thoughts flashed in Fang Ling's heart, and in an instant, a plan appeared in Fang Ling's head.  In my mind: Let¡¯s take a trip!

    A hundred miles away from Qianyuan Mountain, there is a small town.  This place called Tongniu Town mainly deals with the business of Zhendao Sect disciples.  Although the thousands of outer disciples of Zhendao Sect cannot go down the mountain every day, they can make a lot of money for those who do small business by going down the mountain once a month.  This day is another day for the disciples of the Zhendao Sect to rest. The merchants in Tongniu Town also opened their eyes wide and waited.?The arrival of the God of Wealth.

    However, while their eyes widened, they all looked at the most remote side street with envy.  Although the shops on that small street are not big, the immortal stones they earn each time are hundreds or even thousands of times that of them.

    They are envious, but they really can't compare with the shops on the small streets, because what they sell are all the talismans and items needed by cultivators.

    A dozen teenagers jumped down from a ten-foot-long giant eagle. Their appearance started the once-a-month prosperity of Tongniu Town.

    "My dear Immortal, my clothes are mixed with soft gold threads. When worn on my body, I am not afraid of being stabbed by any knife or spear!"

    "Oh, sir, you have extraordinary cultivation. This unicorn suit was made by the most famous embroiderer in Tianlan Continent. If it is worn on you, it will be a perfect match."

    "Oh, my lily incense is a tribute to the royal family. If you have someone you admire, your wishes will definitely come true if you send this lily incense to me."

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    Outer disciples in twos and threes were swarming around Tongniu Town, and many people were sitting on the street at the entrance of the town, enjoying the spare ribs noodles from Qin Erniu¡¯s, a century-old restaurant.  Although this Qin Er Beef Bone Noodles is just the simplest way to eat, the cooking method is exquisite, which is very attractive to the stomachs of the outer disciples who were eaten in the mountains.

    After Fang Ling reached the seventh level of Qi training, he seldom ate, and even used Bigu Pills when in retreat.  Although I had important business going down the mountain this time, I couldn¡¯t help but sit down and order a bowl.

    But at this time, Fang Ling was not his true appearance. Instead, he wore a human skin mask that he didn't know came from that monk. He gave the impression that he was a young monk with a blue face.  After finishing the noodles in a few mouthfuls, Fang Ling was ready to get up and leave.  At this moment, the conversation between several people around him attracted his attention.

    "Do you know who will host this Bible talk?" A fat man with a round face and a very clever look asked his companions pretending to be mysterious while eating meat.

    His two companions were also eating heavily.  A thin man who greedily put the noodles into his mouth and chewed it a few times smiled and said: "Who else could it be? Just the three core uncles, of course it is one of them."

    "Well, I think it should be Uncle Jiao from Dongyaofeng. He hasn't hosted a sutra talk meeting for a while." Another handsome young man put down the chopsticks in his hand very gracefully.

    The little fat man chuckled and said, "Zhao Zhong, if you said this in normal times, you would be right. Unfortunately, you are wrong this time!"

    "Who is that?" the handsome young man known as Zhao Zhong said with a hint of surprise on his face.

    The little fat man deliberately touched his belly and said with a pity on his face: "Oh, I don't seem to have brought many fairy stones when I come out this time." "Okay, let's get you, we agreed that you will treat us this time!" The thin man was dissatisfied.  He glared at the little fat man, a little angry.

    But the young man named Zhao Zhong waved his hand and said: "Isn't it just a meal? Tell me who will host it this time."

    "It's Uncle Fang from Seven Star Peak!" The little fat man said with a smile.

    "Seven Star Peak, Uncle Fang!" Zhao Zhong said in confusion: "You are not bluffing me, are you? When did our Zhendao Sect create a Seven Star Peak?"

    "Zhao Zhong, you kid only knows how to practice and practice all day long! You know too little about our sect. Do you still remember the road to immortality last year?" The little fat man took a bite of noodles and asked cheerfully.

    Zhao Zhong nodded and said with regret: "We came to the sect through selection ten years ago. At that time, I wanted to go to the road to immortality, but unfortunately I have never been able to reach the seventh level of Qi training!"

    The little fat man nodded, with a hint of loneliness on his face.  But then he smiled and said: "If we can't become a monk, let's go home. Grandma, my dad is also a general. After we go back, we can still live and drink."

    "Look at your potential!" The thin man patted the little fat man on the shoulder, and then said: "Okay, tell me what happened to Uncle Fang from Qixing Peak?"

    The little fat man was very eloquent, and he whispered in a low voice: "I have always thought that the road to immortality has three stages, but this time I realized that the road to immortality turns out to be four stages!"

    "If you live in the Thousand Buddha Mountains, you will become an immortal!" The little fat man shook his head, looked at his companions and said, "You haven't heard of this sentence, have you?"

    "What do you mean?" the thin man asked curiously.

    "Listen up, the meaning is very simple. As long as you pass Qianfo Mountain, which is the road to immortality, not only can you choose from the five major sects, but you can also become a core disciple." The little fat man said with golden light in his eyes: "Guangfengli,  That¡¯s twenty middle-grade immortal stones a year, which is much better than the handyman disciples like us who only get one low-grade immortal stone a year!¡±

      One middle-grade immortal stone is worth a thousand low-grade immortal stones. From this comparison, it is indeed much stronger.

    "If I had twenty middle-grade immortal stones, the senior sisters at Red Fire Peak would definitely look at me differently." The thin man said softly.

    Zhao Zhong laughed, and just as he was about to speak, he heard the little fat man say: "Twenty pieces of middle-grade immortal stone is a lot, but it will also cause trouble. That boy Bai Jingtao went to Uncle Fang to borrow the immortal stone, but Master Fang was  My uncle beat me up."

    "Hey, there's something good to watch now. I heard that Bai Jingtao's uncle Bai Yuqi is going to give Uncle Fang a good look at this Buddhist seminar!"

    ps: Thank you Brother Fugui Niaoniao for your reward and support, and thank you to all the good brothers who silently support the author!
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