Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 35 35. Criteria for monks (on)

  Ruyifang is a big business, and it has been a monopoly business in Fengming Country for decades. It is a behemoth, with various industries in three counties and twelve provinces in one country.

  In Rogge’s words, this is a standard big oligarch, a big consortium.

  In this feudal era, with such a large business and inconvenient information flow, it is natural to suffer from some “big enterprise diseases”.

The    system is bloated and not very efficient.

  The chief steward of Shanwaifu County began to gather people in the afternoon, but by noon the next day, nearly two hundred thugs helped out, and the assembly was completed.

  I wasted a lot of time distributing weapons before moving to Fengshan.

  But it was led by several martial artists and stewards trusted by the chief steward, and the chief steward himself did not meet.

  Actually, he would still be in the prefecture, in the extremely extravagant mansion built in his own home, to entertain an important person.

   This trip to Fengshan Mine to "counter the rebellion" was actually an armed parade. Sun Gou who dared to provoke Ruyifang was not available, only supported by a wild monk.

  In this world of immortality, mortals are no match for monks.

   can defeat the fairy, only another fairy.

  The most wonderful thing is that the Ruyifang family has a big business, and they also have the relationship with the monks.

  In the afternoon, just after the most boring time of the day, the chief steward who was waiting for the guests in the courtyard heard a weird tweet, immediately adjusted his clothes and went out to greet the guests in the courtyard.

  He looked towards the sky, and in the clouds, a black spot was falling, quickly approaching here.

  The speed is very fast. In the blink of an eye, the black spot becomes more and more conspicuous, but it is not a giant bird, but a wooden kite, which is very delicate, like a small boat.

  Antique.

   also used delicate techniques to make a bird's head and movable wings in front of the wooden kite. It swings leisurely in the wind. The tail feathers behind the wooden kite are stretched very long, like a very elegant crane.

  The tail feathers are also made of wood.

  But it is alive when swinging, like a living thing.

  The most exaggerated thing is that the wooden head of the flying bird in front of the wooden kite has eyes made of precious stones, and it can even turn a few minutes, just like the wooden kite itself has a sage.

  It is like a work of art, swinging its wings in the wind, and turning around the house a few times before it slowly descends.

  The same paw made of wood, also in the lightly opening and closing room, was buckled on the wall of the house, making it extremely stable when landing, and did not disturb the "passenger" sitting on the wooden kite.

  This is the treasure of Xianjia.

Those who come here are the most famous monks of the Moshuangshan sect in Fengming Country.

  The chief steward did not dare to neglect, pulling on his robe, stepped forward, bowed his head to welcome the immortal's arrival.

  Sitting on the wooden kite, the monk who appeared in this way of pulling the wind slowly moved her body, and just like a trick, threw a wooden stick from his hand, supported her body, and walked off the wooden kite.

  This person's chubby body, although wearing a dark cyan robes, does not have the feeling of immortality, his eyes are always squinted, his face is a little bit ridiculous, and he is always smiling.

   said he was a monk, but he looked more like a businessman, but because he could manipulate this fairy family wood kite, he could conclude that he was indeed a cultivator.

   "Elder Wang, I haven't seen you for many days. Is your practice okay?"

  The chief steward seemed to be familiar with this practitioner, so he asked, the fat monk curled his lips and said casually:

   "That's it. I've been hanging around in the mortal world all the year round. How can I have such good luck and be able to practice the Tao?"

   "The elders are humble."

  Daguan serves as flattery:

"No one in Fengyang County knows. Elder Wang uses the Mohist Immortal Technique, and one person can be attacked and killed by a thousand troops, and suppressed here, so that the county government will not cause chaos. The people in this place must thank the elders for their protection. "

   "You can talk, so I feel more at ease."

  The fat monk laughed and waved his robe quite chicly, but unfortunately he was too fat. This was a chic action, but it was a bit more artificial.

   But it's a monk in the end, without mundane etiquette.

  Although he knew that the chief steward had prepared a good banquet, he did not intend to waste time.

  He was standing in the courtyard, leaning on his seemingly ordinary wooden staff, but in fact it was engraved with all kinds of patterns, and said to the chief steward:

   "I received your letter, and learned that there is a monk making trouble in Fengshan?"

"Yes."

  The big steward did not dare to be sloppy, and immediately said:

  "I only got the news yesterday. There was some rebellion in the mine where my Ruyifang was located. This was supposed to be an internal affair in my shop, and I didn't dare to bother the elder Wang.

  But there was no choice but a monk intervened. "

"really have?"

  The fat monk frowned suddenly and said:

  "The Immortal League has long issued a decree that no practitioners are allowed to intervene in the mortal controversy.

  This rule has been in place for hundreds of years. Except for some evil cultivators, no one dared to violate it. Our Fengming Country is also a remote place like a remote country. The practice is not obvious, and there are not many famous monks.

  Where did the Liaotouqing come from, dare to risk the world’s unrest and make chaos here?

  Have you ever found out the identity of the monk? "

   "That's not true."

  The manager took a peek at the change of Elder Wang’s expression, and then vowed:

  "But it must be a cultivator. A loyal man escaped from my mine. I saw that man killed the innocent by the method of thunder in the palm of his hand. He also used the method of earth movement to kill my mine manager.

  It's really rebellious! "

   "Lei Fa? The art of earth movement?"

  Elder Wang heard this description, and his heart suddenly shook.

  The big steward is mortal, and I don’t know the root of it.

  But he is a practitioner of the Eight Classics. Although he is not high in rank, he understands everything he should understand. In this practice, it is difficult to cultivate thunder.

  Listening to the description of the chief steward, that person also knows how to move the five elements.

  This is a hard stubble!

  He is a refiner, and he is unattainable in the eyes of mortals, but he is only in charge of the outer door of Moshuang Mountain. Although he has the title of "elder", he is fooling mortals.

  I am not good at practicing fighting skills.

  If the matter is true, facing the stunned, hard stubble, I can't please myself, and I can't say that I will end up in disgrace.

  He was already a little timid in his heart.

  But at the same time, the doubts in my heart are a little bit more, this thing is not quite right.

  Thirty-three Sects of the Immortal League, there is a Taofuyuan that monitors the monks in the world.

  With the spirits of various places and the incense city gods as the eyeliner, it has the eyes and ears of the world. Even if Fengming Country is on the edge of the eastern soil, there is also the land of the city gods here.

  With the kind of monitoring intensity of Taofuyuan, if there are evil cultivators making trouble in Fengshan, it is impossible to drag it until now and there is no movement.

  In the style of Xianmeng, as long as he dares to show his head, dare to commit crimes against the wind, within a moment, there will be law enforcement monks from the Mingli Academy to deal with it.

   Although the big steward said vowedly.

  However, there was no movement on the side of Xianmeng, which fully shows that there is something wrong with this matter.

  Either, the evil cultivation method is high and powerful, and it has escaped the supervision of Taofuyuan.

  Either, it was these mortals who had caused the oolong and did things in Fengshan, not the monks of the Xian family, so the Xian League did not respond.

  And the latter is more likely.

  Fengshan, he knew that he had also gone there to collect spirit ore. His own Moshuangshan is good at refining tools, and spirit stones are essential materials and are in great demand.

  However, that place only produces middle and lower spirit stones, and it is not a ground vein node. It lacks aura, and it is not a critical place. If there are any evil cultivators who can hide from the control of the immortal alliance, they must go to war and will never pick that bad place.

  Thinking of this, Elder Wang felt more confident.

  He glanced at the big steward who was full of flattery, and when he moved in his heart, he made a leisurely gesture and said:

  "Oh, this is really troublesome. There is such a demon who commits crimes against the wind. It is really worth killing! However, this demon violates the rules of the fairy league and has its own cultivator of the fairy league to enforce the law. I don't think you need to worry about it.

  Perhaps the cultivators of the Immortal League are busy, wait a few more days, maybe some cultivators will come to deal with it. "

   "Can't wait."

  Seeing that Elder Wang was not willing to participate in it, the chief manager became a little anxious. He rubbed his hands and said:

  "The spirit stones produced by Fengshan Mine are about to be reported. It is not a big deal to delay my Ruyifang business, but those spirit stones must be handed over to the immortals of Moshuang Mountain.

  Elder, you are also a monk from Moshuangshan. If you delay your own sect, if you say that the elder, you will have no light on your face, don’t you? "

   "That's true too."

  Elder Wang touched the smooth chin and nodded, but still did not move.

   Seeing this, the chief manager also had a clear understanding in his heart. He immediately confessed his guilt and returned to the hall. When he came back, he had an extra delicate box in his hand.

  "My generation of mortals ask for help and get paid. Today, I rushed to ask Elder Wang to remove the demon, which delayed the elders' cultivation. I was very scared in my heart, but I couldn't come up with good things to reward."

  The chief steward passed the box in his hand with both hands and said:

  "This is a fine-quality spirit stone produced in Fengshan Mine. It was supposed to be exchanged for some treasures at the market. Now I ask the elders to accept it as a reward."

  Elder Wang took the box and did not open it. With a sweep of his spiritual thoughts, he perceives that more than a dozen spirit stones in the box reveal a touch of aura, which stretches for a long time and is full of aura.

  There was more smile on his face, but he still made an awe-inspiring attitude, shook his head, and gestured to return the box, and said in his mouth:

   "I'm so embarrassed, I didn't help much, I won't be rewarded for nothing."

   "The elder does not need to be like this. The owner of my family is an outside disciple of the noble school, and the elder is also a monk of Moshuangshan. We are originally a family."

  The manager hurriedly declined, and said cleverly:

  "Why should you be so polite among a family?"

   "Easy to talk, easy to talk."

  Elder Wang was also polite. Hearing that the chief executive had made a good explanation, he waved his finger and the wooden box disappeared. He felt more comfortable and waved.

  The wooden kite that stopped on the courtyard wall turned his head for a minute, raised his wings again, hovered for a few weeks, and landed beside the fat monk.

  He held the wooden staff, sat on the wooden kite, and said to the chief steward:

   "I am a monk. I cannot intervene in the mundane affairs of your family. I don't care about the affairs of rebellion, but I will go to Fengshan to sit in town. If there is any evil cultivation and chaos, I will definitely suppress it.

  My generation of monks, sheltering a place to live is a matter of our own. You don’t have to worry about it, just do things with ease. "

  With this guarantee, the big steward smiled even more on his face. Although the spirit stone sent out for private possession was a bit painful, he finally got the hole card and his heart became more calm.

  He bowed his head and watched Elder Wang sitting on the wooden kite flying into the clouds, with a touch of envy in his eyes.

  This is the monk.

  Above the mortal, good things will come to your door when you move your mouth.

  Alas, I also blame my parents for not keeping up. When I gave birth to myself, why didn’t I leave myself some spiritual roots?

  If you are also a monk, even if you fail to practice cultivation like this elder, you can still gain wealth and no worries in your life.

   "Finally, there is no blessing to hit."

  The manager sighed and stopped thinking about it.

After more than ten breaths, a gorgeous carriage drove him out of the house to Fengshan.

  This armed parade suppressed the rebellion, and invited the monk Moshuangshan to sit down. The victory was already in hand and there was no risk.

  I personally sit in town to save face for Ruyifang, and when things are passed to the owner, I am also a great contributor. I want to be able to sit more securely in this place.

  Well, it seems that this Fengshan mine has a rebellion, and seven servants have died, which is not a bad thing. Anyway, it is the doglegs of Baoye's line, and they are not his own, so I don't feel distressed.

   can also take the opportunity to insert this piece of fat from Fengshan Mine into his own hands.

  Oh, it's really a good thing.

  (End of this chapter)