Just when the Yang Junlu brothers were still considering the little spiritual materials collected from Yang Junshan's hand, they didn't know that Yang Junshan had no intention of finding the "Master Fei" to refine magic weapons. He would rather find someone who had never refined magic weapons but could become a real weapon master in the future to refine magic weapons for himself. Even if Ouyang Xulin practiced all the spiritual materials he prepared, he would do whatever he could.

Yang Junshan walked through this mortal residential area, and was about to walk away, but suddenly stopped and looked from a distance at a blue back at the entrance of an alley, flashing from the front of a door. The huge bald head impressed Yang Junshan.

"People from the Shi clan? It seems that it is almost time to appear!"

Yang Junshan frowned and didn't know what he was thinking. Then he took two steps back to a dark corner, staring silently at the wooden door where the figure had just entered. If as expected, the person should have come out soon.

Sure enough, after a cup of tea, the wooden door opened again. This time, Yang Junshan saw clearly. A middle-aged monk with a compassionate face walked out from behind the door, turned around and bowed to the door with his hands folded in his hands as a tribute.

A fifty-year-old mortal woman stood on the steps holding something in her hands and said a few words respectfully. Then the monk of the Shi clan seemed to refuse, but saw that the woman looked a little excited. The monk then bowed and thanked her again, and took out a bowl from the bag behind her. The woman carefully placed the thing she held in her hands in the bowl, but it was a handful of Linggu.

Then the monk of the Shi clan turned and left, and the woman bowed far behind her and then walked back to the yard to close the wooden door.

Yang Junshan flashed out of the corner, looked at the direction the Shi clan cultivator left for a moment, and then followed him secretly.

The world changes greatly, foreign tribes invaded, and Yang Junshan, the demon tribe, had seen it. Unexpectedly, the people of the Shi tribe appeared so soon, and they began to make education and beg for alms in a county city. Are you not afraid of arousing the alertness of the Hantian Sect and the powerful and prominent families in Chenyu County in the city?

People from the Shi clan do not work. They embrace believers and rely on the free donation of cultivation resources from believers to practice. After entering the path of cultivation, each person from the Shi clan will find and win over their own believers. These believers can be anyone, make mortals, and also cultivators. As long as you have the ability, even if you have passed a real person realm monk for your own believers, it may not be impossible.

After relying on the support of these believers to practice to a certain level, they will choose qualified, perseverant and loyal believers among the believers, grant cultivation techniques, and transform them into people of the Shu clan, and then let them gather believers and absorb cultivation resources.

Such accumulation, strict hierarchy and strict organization, enables the Shi clan to form a tight and broad network with fearful potential. Every Shi clan member can often easily accumulate heart-warming cultivation resources.

After the great changes in the world in the previous life, the Shi clan was among the foreign clans invaded by the cultivation world, and it was also the race that first chose to merge with the local forces in the cultivation world.

Just like there was no demon clan in the cultivation world, the Shu clan originally did not exist in the cultivation world, but now it has appeared. According to Yang Junshan's previous life, there are only two possibilities: one is that a monk was directly enlightened by the great supernatural powers of the Shu clan to be transformed into a Shu clan cultivator; the other is that the great supernatural powers of the Shu clan have been arranged for many years and have personally reincarnated into this world. Now, he is probably secretly preaching and forming associations with the body of a reincarnated spiritual child.

However, in Yang Junshan's opinion, most of the leaders behind the Shi clan monk in front of him should be from the first method, and the Shi clan monk who was enlightened by his dream is probably also a martial arts realm monk from a casual cultivator.

After all, it is too difficult to enlighten a cultivator in the Real Person Realm, and it is a waste to enlighten a cultivator in the Mortal Realm. Only a cultivator in the Martial Realm is the most suitable. However, this cultivator in the Martial Realm cannot have a too complicated background, otherwise it will be easily discovered by others. Therefore, only those casual cultivators in the Martial Realm are the most suitable.

I'm afraid it is precisely because of this that the low-level monk of the Shu clan who was followed by Yang Junshan was so depressed that he would accept mortals as believers, and he would get a handful of spiritual valleys when he came to beg for alms. Compared with those monks of the Shu clan in his previous life, he was so shabby.

As for the important relationship between reincarnation spirit children, those who are not from the great powers of the Shu clan cannot use this technique. Those who are very talented in the Shu clan are very expensive and have great benefits. They will never give up their own cultivation and venture into this unfamiliar world of cultivation.

Yang Junshan secretly followed the Shi clan monk in the county and found that most of this person were wandering among mortals and low-level cultivators in the mortal realm. These people seemed extremely respectful when they saw this person. Sometimes the things they beg for alms were just a handful or a bowl of Linggu, sometimes a few stone coins, and sometimes they were just a bowl of leftover Linggu rice. The man didn't dislike it and ate it directly into his stomach.

Moreover, this person is obviously covering up his own behavior. When he goes to a crowded place, he will undoubtedly show his feelings to ordinary people. After seeing his believers, he will often go to a secluded place, and the two sides will pay homage to each other with the etiquette of the His tribe.

In this way, Yang Junshan followed the person in the county for two or three hours until the sky became darker, and the person walked out of the city.

After leaving the county town, the man did not walk on the main road, but went all the way to the wilderness. He saw a wooden house at the foot of the mountain from afar, which looked like the hunter's usual residence. However, the man flashed into the wooden house. After a moment, a little light swayed out of the wooden house.

At this time, Yang Junshan was like a big insect quietly approaching his prey in the dark. While his body quickly approached the wooden house, there was no sound coming from his feet.

After entering the wooden house, the man carefully put down his bags, and then stood respectfully in front of a shrine worshipped in the middle of the wooden house. His hands shone brightly, and then three wisps of smoke rose three inches from the incense head and slowly floated into the shrine.

"The Dharma Protector Xingshen reported to the lay Buddhists. It has been three months since the disciples bid farewell. They have received 117 believers in Chenyu County. In addition to the daily consumption of their disciples, they have collected five stones and seven dou of spiritual grain, four jade coins, five hundred and nine stone coins, twenty-nine stone trees, and several spiritual materials and ore. Seven days later, the disciples will personally escort the collected practices to Niushou Mountain, and ask the lay Buddhists to send someone to help."

Speaking of this, the man who was called "The Deep" put his hands together and bowed, and said, "It's not that the disciples are lazy, but that Chenyu County has suffered continuous disasters in the past two years. Mortals are poor and cultivators are tight, and various cultivation resources are particularly scarce. The disciples are powerless, but they dare not fish in the water, which attracts the attention of the county's Hantian Sect and the two powerful families. Please also ask the lay Buddhists to observe clearly!"

After Xingshen said that, most of the three incense sticks in his hand had burned. He inserted the remaining incense into the incense burner in front of the shrine, and then knelt before the shrine until the smoke from the three incense sticks no longer floated towards the shrine.

Seeing this, Xingshen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but he waited until the three pillars of incense were completely burned out in the incense burner, and then he jumped up from the ground, with a hint of fear, "It's good that the layman did not blame him. It seems that I expected that the gains of the other guardians were just like this. This would save a lot of cultivation resources. As long as I can become a layman and get rid of the identity of a monk, I will also be qualified to enlighten the guardian disciple. Even if I can't be on an equal footing with the layman, at least I will have the power to protect myself."

Na Xingshen walked around the house and murmured to himself: "Oh, it would be great if he could save some cultivators with status. The accumulation of cultivation resources would definitely be accelerated. Unfortunately, my cultivation level is not good now, so it is better to be cautious. Well, no matter what, the speed of accumulating cultivation resources is still a bit slow. It seems that it is a good idea to urge those believers to pay two-thirds of their income every five days, and at the same time, it is necessary to expand the scale of believers. At worst, I can only enlighten a few more Dharma protectors after becoming a layman."

At this moment, a sigh suddenly came in from outside the house: "Hey, the people of the Shi clan are really shameless!"

Xingshen was suddenly shocked, punched in the direction of the sound, and shouted loudly: "Who is pretending to be a ghost outside!"

A yellow inspiration shot out from Xing Shen's fist. With a "slam", a hole of one foot in size suddenly appeared on the wall of the wooden house. The night wind poured into the wooden house from the hole. There was nothing but the "whimpering" Ye Feng outside the house.

Bang, the windows of the wooden house were constantly opening and closing, and the light inside had disappeared at some point. Xingshen had jumped out of the wooden house. His hands were smearing on his eyes, and his eyes flashed in the darkness of the night.

But just as Xingshen could see the night around him clearly, two small hidden weapons were already yelling at his eyes with a roar that cut through the night sky.

Xing Shen snorted coldly, and suddenly opened his right hand palm, and a "卍" character flashed in the palm of his palm with a yellow light. The two hidden weapons exploded in the air before they could reach their feet.

However, before Xingshen could relax, the two hidden weapons that exploded into pieces actually splashed towards Xingshen's face. Xingshen suddenly knew that he was trapped and shouted loudly. The monk's robe on his body had been taken off in his hand and a bag in the air, wrapping all the exploded fragments in his clothes.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed from behind the wooden house, and jumped seven or eight feet apart and came behind Xingshen in an instant. It was too late to realize it. The figure suddenly stretched out and pointed at Xingshen's back heart. A sound exploded in his ears at the same time: "Broken!"

A dull sound of "dong" came from Xingshen's chest. Xingshen's eyes burst out, and suddenly spit out blood with internal organ fragments. He hit the ground like a mountain of gold and jade pillars.
Chapter completed!