[Quick Transmigration] is coming!

The days of being an elder of the outer sect Keqing are very leisurely.

Most of the time, Feng Zhen and Mo Shan are practicing, and every other month they need to take on a sect task, or teach the foundation disciples, or go out to the place where they are needed to frighten other restless forces.

The task of going out will inevitably deal with the net.

After all, the two sects did not fall out completely, and everyone still maintained a superficial harmony.

After Fengzhen went out a few times, he found out the general situation, contributed money and efforts with Mo Shan, and bought several other guest elders, and sent Steward Li to the position of chief steward.

After Li Guanshi became the general manager, he specially rented a restaurant, where he hosted Feng Zhen, Mo Shan, and several other elders.

Everyone drank and enjoyed the fun, and when the atmosphere was getting better, Li Guanshi gave a few words to the attendants around him, and then more than a dozen people came in from the outside.

The effect of using the furnace is similar to that of taking the elixir, but there is more physical pleasure in the furnace, which is very popular among practitioners who do not lack resources.

The furnace tripod is also divided into high and low.

The lowest furnace tripod is like a prostitute's shed in the world. You can make up for it by paying a small amount of money to spend the night. Because the cultivation base of the furnace tripod is limited, the effect obtained is very weak.

Those who are a little more advanced, like the batch that Manager Li bought this time, are specially trained to make a living.

The aptitude of the furnace is also limited, only slightly better than the lowest level, but one advantage is that it is clean and has not been harvested.

The next higher level is the stove supported by the aristocratic family and sect.

The family background is clean, and the qualifications are graded. As long as you have enough contribution points, you can exchange them back and use them as you like, and you can return them if you get tired of using them. The family or sect handles them.

The most advanced furnace is the furnace specially cultivated for a certain person.

Whether it's the aptitude of the root bone, or the kung fu practiced since childhood, everything must be suitable for this person.

When the furnace has grown to maturity, the owner can harvest [-]% of its cultivation base and use it for its own use. If it has not yet reached maturity, it can also obtain [-]% of the cultivation base of the furnace.

It's just that it takes too much to cultivate this kind of furnace. If the furnace falls halfway or the cultivation level stagnates, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Therefore, this kind of furnace only exists in legends, and few people make it.

Everyone chose two furnaces that were pleasing to the eye, and went back to their respective rooms to have fun.

Feng Zhen did as the Romans did, and ordered two. On the way back, Mo Shan winked at him.

Feng Zhen was inexplicable for a while, and when he walked to the door, Mo Shan snatched the two stoves from his arms, and laughed like a thief, "Brother, isn't your practice restricted to the boy body? Brother, thank you Already!"

That's what he said, but he also sent a voice transmission to Fengzhen at the same time, which means, brother, I'm so mean, I was afraid that you would lose face, so I didn't directly say that you are a cripple.

Feng Zhen smiled coldly, took the two furnaces back, stared at Mo Shan with a half-smile, and said via voice transmission: "Am I really a cripple, why don't Brother Mo come over and have a look with his own eyes?"

After speaking, he opened the door wide and walked into the room with two furnaces.

Mo Shan laughed loudly, and stepped in with his furnace.

The furnace cauldrons are all youth-like cultivators, all of whom are in the foundation building stage, and they wear a delicate collar magic weapon around their necks to control them.

They have been trained since childhood and know that their destiny is to be loved. If the benefactor finds it useful and can reward them with kindness, they will be able to escape the sea of ​​suffering.

Follow the benefactor, serve each other, and it is good to have a good death.

If there is no good fortune, it can only be sold in a brothel after a few changes of hands, and become a brothel for thousands of people.

Therefore, these four people are docile and enthusiastic, and there is no reluctance in them.

A man and a woman selected by Fengzhen undressed him, revealing his strong and powerful body.

Mozu's nature is informal, so Mo Shan took off his clothes almost at the same time as him, glanced at Xiasan Road in Fengzhen, and smiled wretchedly.

"Brother is worthy of being a member of the Demon Dragon Clan, he is very talented." He said via voice transmission.

Feng Zhen smiled lazily, with a carefree and unrestrained expression, and with a cynical tone, he replied: "Brother, don't give up too much."

Men and men like to compare not only the size, but also the endurance.

After this battle, Mo Shan completely stopped calling Fengzhen a natural disability.

If such a talent is a natural disability, then what is he like?

The next day, everyone left the restaurant refreshed.

Someone brought a favorite furnace and planned to gather it to his side.

Before the two people who served Fengzhen left, Lihua Daiyu cried miserably, begging Fengzhen to take them away.

After thinking about it for a while, Feng Zhen agreed, and paid a large sum of redemption stones for them.

The two furnaces knelt on the ground in gratitude and kowtowed, laughing through tears.

Back at the elders' guest house at the outer gate, Feng Zhen arranged work for them, and then occasionally passed on messages for him to run errands.

Mo Shan, who originally scoffed at Feng Zhen's behavior, looked greedy, and within two days he bought two more cauldrons and came back to serve him.

Secretly, he sighed towards Fengzhen: "The human race will enjoy it..."

Then he squinted at Fengzhen again, "Brother, you have adapted quickly, you can no longer see that you are a demon."

Feng Zhen glanced at him, and gently twitched the corners of his lips.

The two of them lurked in the outer gate of Yun Yuzong like this.

Mo Shan gradually lost his mind on leaving, and forgot their purpose of coming here.

He used to come to the human race to do missions. Apart from hiding his whereabouts and sneaking around, he just killed people... How could he live so well?

When he came out this time, he didn't need to use his brain or think. In front of the elders of the human race, he received the offerings from the human race. Apart from cultivating, he just had fun every day. He just felt that he was wasting his time before.

Regarding Fengzhen's plan, he only listened to orders, and he would do whatever Fengzhen told him to do.

In his opinion, with his brother around, they will definitely gain a lot from this mission.

Sure enough, after half a year passed, Guanshi Li treated Fengzhen very well, and he wished he could give half of his concubine's concubine to Fengzhen.

The several proposals to seal the town have allowed Li Guanshi to control the external business to a higher level, and at the same time, the income has increased month by month.

Seeing that the small treasury is about to become a big treasury, Li Guanshi's desire to collect money is not only not satisfied, but even worse.

He wants to have more money.

He found Fengzhen eagerly, his fiery eyes fixed on his noble man for the rest of his life without blinking.

Feng Zhen pretended to ponder, and tapped his fingers on the table, "...there are so many businesses in the outer sect, and the current income is already extreme..."

Li Guanshi was dying of anxiety, and wished that the nobleman in front of him had a flash of inspiration and immediately thought of a new way to make money for him.

Feng Zhen's fingers stopped suddenly, and he smiled brightly at Guanshi Li.

He poured Guanshi Li a cup of spiritual tea, and he didn't stop when the tea was overflowing, "Since this cup of tea is already full, why don't we add another cup?"

Li Guanshi was so blessed that he took another empty cup and placed it next to the overflowing tea cup, and poured in the spiritual tea.

Fengzhen pointed out a way for him. The territory bordering Dongzhou is often visited by practitioners of Jingwumen, and there is also Jingwumen business there.

This place has a special location, Yun Yuzong said it belongs to Xizhou, but Jing Wumen thinks it is the land of Dongzhou.

In the past, the two sects had an in-law relationship, and they jointly did business here, even if there were some conflicts at times, they gave way for the sake of in-laws.

But now, there has been a rift between the two, and neither has the idea of ​​repairing the relationship, so why not take the opportunity to completely gather the business shops here and drive out the shops that have nowhere to go.

Once this is accomplished, it will be a great achievement to report to the higher authorities.

Li Guanshi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he was overjoyed.

Jing Wumen was already on the decline, and her reputation was damaged even after she divorced, so she also pays special attention to every business, and only needs to save enough resources to cultivate the No. 2 Tianjiao.

It is conceivable how angry Jing Wumen's outer sect steward would be when he learned of Yun Yuzong's actions.

In order to regain the shop, the steward of the outer sect found the inner sect and invited the elder Ke Qing to come and settle accounts with Yun Yuzong.

The cultivators in Yun Yuzong's resident base were not strong enough, so they were dealt with severely, and more than a dozen people were killed or injured.

Li Guanshi was also dissatisfied, not only sent additional staff, but also reported to the young suzerain.

Qi Hao sneered after hearing this.

The slave said: "Young master? You can use me..."

Qi Hao snorted coldly, "Using a sledgehammer to kill chickens? It's nothing. My father has long wanted to annex it. He sent a few guards to help out, and he will only do it after attracting someone with a higher cultivation level."

The situation developed as Fengzhen expected.

Duruo City, that is, the small border town has become an arena for the two sects, and there are struggles almost every day.

At this moment, Feng Zhen smiled with Mo Shan, "The heat is almost here."

In one night, Yun Yuzong's residence in Du Ruocheng was completely washed out with blood.

Not only did countless resources disappear, but even several elders who were sitting in the town and the guards arranged by the young suzerain were also killed.

What is even more concerning is that the heads of those who were killed were cut off without exception.

The news spread to Yun Yuzong, causing an uproar.

On the cusp of this storm, who else has done such deeds besides Jing Wumen?

The cultivator who went to investigate the scene came back to report, looking at the traces of fighting techniques, there should be two murderers, not like Jing Wumen's handwriting.

Then someone mocked, "Jing Wumen is not a fool, how could they show their whereabouts when they act at such an opportunity, they must be hiding their usual methods."

When Yun Yuzong went to question him, Jing Wumen was even more furious.

Time and time again, Yun Yuzong set up tricks to frame the blame, and this trick was played with great proficiency, and there was no way to yell at Yun Yuzong from top to bottom.

Things got worse.

Then a stronghold of Jing Wumen was burned, only two people were injured.

Jing Wumen put this matter on Yun Yuzong, but Yun Yuzong quit.

A fake fire was set off, with the intention of framing and getting away with it, dare to be serious?Hastily hurt two people and wanted to offset what happened before?

After going back and forth several times, Yun Yuzong finally decided to annex Jing Wumen.

There is a lot of noise in the sect, no matter if you are an inner sect or an outer sect, you can sign up to join the conquest army.

All the cultivators who participated were dispatched by the young suzerain Qi Hao, and they headed for Jingwumen in a mighty way.

Mo Shan and Feng Zhen were inconspicuous among the crowd.

"Finally, I can kill it quickly!"

Mo Shan stroked the magic attack weapon in his hand excitedly, full of energy.

Feng Zhen smiled faintly, and his eyes fell on the young master who was aloof with the imperial envoy's magic weapon.

Next to the opponent stood an old man in the out-of-body period.

"Yes."

he said slowly.

The dark long sword buzzed, full of bloodthirsty desire.

Leaping over steps to kill people, I feel excited just thinking about it.