Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

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Lin Sheng really learned a lot today. The monks in the Netherworld are just different.

"Master, don't worry, Master Xueyi will not miss your reward." Jiang Xiao brought a cup of soul tea and handed it to Yuan Ji. He had moved all the spiritual stones in the hall into the back hall.

Yuanji took the soul tea and drank it in one gulp, and then burped: "Don't make a big cake with the poor monk. The poor monk has eaten enough in the temple. If you don't come out with the reward, the poor monk will have no chance to meet you." Got it!"

Lin Sheng laughed dumbly, took out a storage bag from his arms and threw it on the table: "Master, take it yourself."

"Space Law Weapon?" Yuanji's eyes widened suddenly, and he carefully picked up the storage bag and opened it.

Lin Sheng was a little surprised when he felt the strange magic power emitted when Yuanji opened the storage bag.

The fat monk's magic power is mixed with a hint of cold ghostly energy, and a hint of hot and peaceful Buddhist power.

‘Do you use the power of Buddha to balance the energy of ghosts in the nether world? The cultivation method in this world is somewhat unique. ’

‘If only the ghost energy of the underworld enters the body, the physical body will inevitably transform into a ghost body. Over time, people will also turn into ghosts. ’

'Using Buddha's power to balance ghost energy not only controls the ghost energy of the netherworld, but also slows down the speed of ghost transformation, which actually leads to a completely new path. ’

Lin Sheng secretly thought to himself that it seemed that not all the monks in this world were ghost cultivators, at least not in the strict sense of the term, this great monk was not one.

As for the longevity priest, he is a proper ghost cultivator and has a ghost shroud on his body. If he is not a ghost cultivator, who can be a ghost cultivator?

Seeing Yuanji take out one spiritual stone after another and put it into his sleeves, Changshou couldn't help it.

Previously he had been maintaining his demeanor and deliberately not mentioning the reward, but now that he has started to take it, there is no point in pretending any longer.

Then he said cautiously: "Two mages, Pindao is also here to reward you with money."

"..."

Lin Sheng waved his hand: "Take it, take it."

Changshou's face was filled with joy, and he immediately stood up and came to Yuanji's side, and began to take out the spiritual stones.

"Hey, hey, this spirit stone belongs to me, you are such a bully nose, your eyes are covered by your butt?"

As he spoke, Yuanji snatched a slightly larger spiritual stone from Changshou's hand.

Changshou was furious: "You fat bald donkey, I was the one who saw this spiritual stone first!"

Yuanji looked disdainful: "If I get it, it's mine. If you don't accept it, can we go out and have a fight?"

Changshou sneered: "Just fight! Am I afraid of you? Let's go! Go out and fight now!"

"Just leave!" Yuanji was furious, and immediately picked up the storage bag and walked out of the lobby.

"Okay, you two don't have to act. If you really want to fight, put down the storage bag and go out to fight." Lin Sheng was amused and shook his head. He could see this trick at a glance.

Yuanji smiled and put down the storage bag: "Amitabha, the poor monk is in awe."

Lin Sheng had a playful look on his face: "Master said before that he would help my two brothers enter the house to succumb to demons. Are you serious about this?"

Yuanji saluted and said: "Of course, as long as the master can afford the hiring money, let alone the money house, or the city lord's house, the poor monk will also be willing to help."

Lin Sheng smiled slightly: "I wonder how much the master's salary will be?"

When Yuanji heard the words, he didn't answer immediately. He secretly calculated in his mind that there were originally more than a thousand spirit stones in the Law Weapon in that space. Now that he has taken away two hundred, there are still eight hundred left.

The two people in front of them are so young. They should be mages who have gone down the mountain to gain experience. They should not have too many spiritual stones on their bodies.

If you want too much, these two people will definitely not be able to give it. If you only want the eight hundred spirit stones left in the Space Law Weapon, it feels like a loss.

If you can take out a thousand spirit stones, this person must have at least one thousand more in his arms. Then ask for another two thousand spirit stones to see. If you can't get them out, go down further.

Thinking of this, Yuanji slowly raised two fingers: "If you need help from a poor monk, you will need at least two..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Sheng nodded slightly: "Okay! Twenty thousand is twenty thousand."

"???"

Yuanji's pupils dilated slightly and he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

‘I’m careless. This young man is so rich. He must be the core disciple of some hidden sect. ’

'No, I have to think of a way...'

As his mind was spinning, Yuan Ji said with a solemn expression, "Well... the poor monk said that each person would be given 20,000 yuan."

"Okay, forty thousand is forty thousand." Lin Sheng smiled and didn't care.

"???"

‘Sure, it’s still an understatement. If I had known better, I should have said 200,000. ’

Yuanji thought to herself, hesitated for a moment but still didn't have the nerve to change her words.

Nangong Aotian's face was expressionless, but his heart was full of joy. He said through a message: "Brother, it seems that the monks in this world have a very hard life."

"Hehehe, there is no spiritual energy in this world. These monks rely entirely on spiritual stones for their cultivation. How can they not be miserable?"

Lin Sheng said with a smile: "Poverty limits their imagination."

Changshou was ready to leave after receiving the reward, but when he suddenly heard the astronomical figure of forty thousand, he was shocked and immediately retracted his legs as he stepped out of the door.

Lin Sheng smiled and said, "Has the Taoist changed his mind?"

Changshou showed a solemn look on his face: "It is of course our duty to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. Now that the bald donkey is gone, the poor Taoist must not fall behind."

Lin Sheng was surprised and said: "Does the Taoist priest not need hiring money?"

"Ah? Well... Pindao needs to purchase some auxiliary materials for catching ghosts, and he still needs to pay for this."

Lin Sheng's face showed a sudden realization: "Oh... I thought you didn't need any money, and you were just shining for justice."

The longevity old man's face was slightly red, and he whispered: "A poor Taoist... A poor Taoist also needs 40,000 yuan to hire."

Yuanji's long eyebrows slightly raised: "What are you talking about, you bastard? Don't you usually have a loud voice? Why are you so weak now? Louder! The poor monk can't hear you!"

The longevity old man blushed even more: "A poor monk also needs 40,000 yuan to hire..."

Yuanji shook his head: "I can't hear you! Make it louder! By the way, what do you, a Taoist priest, say about a poor monk?"

Changshou glared and said, "Didn't you hear that?"

Yuanji shook his head and denied: "The poor monk only heard the first two words!"

"Damn it, you bald ass, you have bad intentions!"

"What? Do you want to have a fight with me?"

"Hit me! Hit me now! I will beat your bald head to bits!"

"Come on, monk, I want to see how you beat my head to pieces!"

The two were noisy and were about to walk outside the house.

Nangong Aotian frowned slightly and said through the voice: "Brother, why do I feel that these two people are a little abnormal in their minds?"

"You have to understand, after all, this is in the Netherworld. It has been corroded by the ghost energy of the Netherworld all the year round. It's better if it doesn't turn into a ghost."

Lin Sheng smiled and waved to stop the two of them: "Okay, you two should stop arguing. We need to work together now, how can we mess up the situation?"

Changshou glared at Yuanji so fiercely: "Hmph, for the sake of the blood-clothed mage, I will spare you, Lord Tao!"

Yuanji looked disdainful: "Bah, you are so shameless. You can just enjoy yourself after escaping a disaster. How dare you talk so shamelessly here!"

"You bald donkey..." Changshou wanted to scold him again after hearing this.

"Okay, you two should stop arguing. If anyone says another word, a thousand hire charges will be deducted." Lin Sheng interrupted, and if the two of them continue to argue, it is estimated that the Qian Mansion will not have to go.

"Huh!" The two looked at each other, snorted and turned away.

The deterrent power of money was indeed extremely terrifying. Seeing that the two of them had become honest, Lin Sheng looked satisfied.

He looked at Jiang Xiao, who had been watching the show: "Are there any other mages who haven't come yet?"

Jiang Xiao nodded repeatedly: "There are three more people, namely the zombie Taoist, the ghost warlock, and the gravedigger."

"Gravedigger?" Lin Sheng looked slightly stunned; "This person often digs graves?"

Jiang Xiao nodded: "Yes, some evil spirits like to eat human corpses. Gravediggers are in the business of digging graves and examining corpses."

"Is there such a thing?" Lin Sheng laughed dumbly.

Changshou shook his head and said: "The gravedigger will not come. He is not in the City of Wasted Death now. Pindao heard that his family's ancestral graves were dug up, so he went back to dig up other people's ancestral graves to take revenge."

Yuanji smiled and said: "Qianzhi will not come either. His zombie lost control and bit people. He bit the zombie in a fit of anger. He is currently recovering from his injuries after being infected with corpse poison and cannot go out."

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‘As expected of the Netherworld, there is no normal person. ’

Lin Sheng sighed, the monks in this world are really weird.

"Is there another ghost warlock?" Nangong Aotian suddenly asked.

Changshou shook his head and said, "That guy is just following a different path. I'm not familiar with her."

‘You, a ghost cultivator, have the nerve to say that people are heretics? Are you a heretic? ’

Lin Sheng was amused and shook his head.

An angry look appeared on Guanji's face: "The poor monk saw her a few days ago. I was kind enough to help her get rid of the ghost energy in her body for free, but she beat her up and took away the Buddhist beads from the poor monk."

"Oh? What did you say to her?" Changshou looked curious; "She is quite friendly to others."

"The poor monk told her that there was a Law Weapon in his arms. Just put it in your mouth and suck it to release the Buddha's power and get rid of the ghost energy in your body."

Yuanji's face was full of innocence: "The poor monk didn't finish his words before she started beating me up. Two mages, do you think I am unjust or not?"

"If she hadn't been a prostitute, I would have let her know what the Buddha's light means!"

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‘Talents, they are all talents, they speak so nicely. ’

Lin Sheng sighed in his heart. He couldn't bear to let these two people die. It would be great to keep him by his side and listen to their conversations to cultivate his sentiments.

‘No, we have to find more cannon fodder. ’

Lin Sheng thought to himself and said, "Do you two know any other mages? Why don't we call them together to plan something big?"

Changshou shook his head: "There are only a few of us in this city. There are some in other cities, but they are all too far away."

Yuanji suddenly said: "How about hiring some Martial Artists? Although they are not magicians, they know some tricks. If there is danger, they can do it for us..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and there was a look of shame on Guanji's face: "Amitabha, sins, sins, Buddha, the disciples are guilty, but you can't punish them. If they don't go to hell, the disciples will have to go to hell."

"If I go to hell, who will burn incense and worship Buddha for you, or build a golden body for you? I hope Buddha can understand my painstaking efforts."

"..."

Lin Sheng nodded slightly: "Okay, let's hire some Martial Artists!"