Chapter 105 [Calling Positions When Working] The source of the Northern Territory is the extremely precious source stone in the southern region of the Eastern Wasteland. Mortals can mine it here. With wealth came sin, and thus there were waves of bandits. Lin Xian and his companions acted as agents of justice along the way. Relying on the secret of the word "Xing" and the Great Void Technique, they crossed nearly 100,000 miles. Just by killing the bandits, they collected nearly 100 kilograms of source. This is a considerable amount. A fist-sized piece of source can enable a cultivator at the Divine Bridge Realm to advance to the other shore realm. Even if it is a bottomless black hole like the Ancient Holy Body, smashing into a hundred kilograms of source, it is enough for Ye Fan to complete the ninth level of transformation to the other side. “There really are more sources than people.” “Could it be true as the legend says, that success and failure are all due to the source? This mysterious substance condenses the essence of life and seems to have sucked the spiritual energy of the entire Northern Territory dry.” Ye Fan sighed. Along the way, the oases they saw ranged from as small as a few miles in radius to as large as thousands of miles in radius. They were scattered all over the reddish-brown land. It seemed that the red color had no end and swallowed up everything. "It's not that simple. The Big Dipper Emperor Star has a great origin, and the structure of the five domains was formed later." Lin Xian shook his head and said, "All these changes are related to the death of a certain ancient emperor. Not only the Northern Region, but also the Northern Plains bordering the Northern Region have been affected and are very barren."
Ye Fan's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help asking: "Can a cultivator really reach such a level and change the entire world by relying on his own strength?" "When your Saint Body is perfected, or when Xiao Tingting's Taiyin Body is perfected, you will be able to achieve a similar level." Lin Xian said with a smile: "Climbing the road to heaven, singing and dancing, covering the sky with a snap of your fingers, and being free with a thought, aren't these what we cultivators seek?" Ye Fan was so fascinated that even the fatigue and hardship from the journey were washed away a little. Lin Xian then made a big promise: "As long as we get the inheritance of Yuan Tianshi, let alone the source, we can take a piece of the divine source and throw it away. With enough resource support, the completion of the holy body is just around the corner." "Charge!" Ye Fan's eyes blossomed with the light of hope. He swung the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, his golden blood boiling, and he roared, venting the depression of these days. "Go!" Little Tingting also followed suit and started performing the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, which was taught to her by Ye Fan. Lin Xian smiled without saying anything. As for the Taiyin body that knows the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, it seems that the Taiyang body will have a very low family status in the future. "Damn it, where did this bird come from to disturb my sweet dream!" "Hand over the source quickly so that you won't die." Just as Ye Fan and Jiang Tingting were roaring wildly, a curse was heard, and a middle-aged man with a scimitar and dressed like a classic bandit came over cursing, holding a dragon-scale horse in his hand. This is a strange beast, shaped like a horse, covered with green scales, and can travel four to five thousand miles a day without getting tired. "Mingquan monk?" Lin Xian took a look, touched Xiao Tingting's head, and said with a smile: "I leave it to you." "Good duck!" After these days of baptism, Jiang Tingting's cultivation and fighting skills have been improved. The once cute little girl has become a heroine. She punishes evil and promotes good, and kills bandits. Even her voice is still a bit childish, which makes people feel awe. "How dare a little baby from the Bitter Sea Realm come out..." The Mingquan bandit laughed loudly and didn't take Jiang Tingting seriously. "Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!" Jiang Tingting shouted loudly, and a wild and desolate atmosphere emerged spontaneously. She punched hard and fiercely, and each punch hit the flesh. "Clap! Clap! Clap!"
After a beating, the Mingquan bandit, with a bruised face and nose, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Little aunt, I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and forgive me this time." Jiang Tingting put away her fist and looked at Lin Xian and Ye Fan. Lin Xian nodded and signaled Ye Fan to pick her up for questioning. "Which faction are you from?" Lin Xian asked, "What's your name?" The Northern Territory is dangerous, and even bandits have a hard time doing business there. With cultivation like that of the Life Spring, if you don't have a backer, you'll be reduced to a pile of dead bones the next day. "Answer me, sir." Monk Mingquan lowered his head and said in a pleasing manner, "My name is Ma Liu, nicknamed Big Mahazi, and I follow Qingxia Sect." "Qingxia Sect?" The three of them looked at each other and were immediately surprised, realizing that they were almost at their destination. Then Lin Xian began to interrogate the details of Qingxia Sect, and Ma Liu spilled the beans like a bamboo tube pouring out, revealing everything in one breath. The area within a radius of 500 miles is under the influence of Qingxia Sect. They secretly control many bandits to work for them. A large amount of energy is sent to Qingxia Sect, which supports a great master of the third level of the Taoist Palace. "My two lords and my young lady, are you planning to rob Qingxia Gate?" Ma Liu rolled his eyes, a smile spread across his face, and he rubbed his hands and said, "I know the way to Qingxia Gate, and I'll take you there right away!" "You sell it pretty quickly." Lin Xian was speechless. Before he could say anything, Ma Liu was already prepared to be a traitor. "Doesn't this make you look mighty?" Ma Liu said with a smile, "In this day and age, being a bandit or a subordinate doesn't matter where you are. It's not worth losing your life for a few pounds of Yuan." Ma Liu said with a vicious sound of "Pooh", "The bastards from Qingxia Sect are not much better to us. They exploit us at every level and send a lot of money to the mountain gate. They never consider us little thieves who are working." "They are unkind, so don't worry about my injustice." "Holy Lord, do you want to keep him?" Ye Fan asked. He had just arrived and was unfamiliar with the place, so he needed a local leader. "See how much blood is on his hands." Lin Xian activated his profound strength and suddenly shouted, "Release your sea of consciousness!" Ma Liu was stunned, and stood there like a wooden man. His sea of consciousness opened up, and his past memories emerged. Lin Xian used his powerful spiritual consciousness to check inside with the spirit-binding and general-dispatching skills. Although not as comprehensive as the Shuangquan Hand, it can touch every detail of the soul, search the soul, check the opponent's heritage, and even transform the soul of the person into its own puppet. But we can see some of the scenes in his life that were deeply engraved in his memory. Those unforgettable memories float on the surface of the soul, and those with strong spiritual awareness can get a glimpse of them with just a glance. Then, Lin Xian was surprised to find that although Ma Liu followed in to do evil, he was a gangster. He was always at the back during every charge, but was the first to rush forward when it came to dividing the spoils. The Qingxia Sect did treat him harshly and exploited him at every level, but that was because Ma Liu did not work hard, so he received the least reward. He is neither a fighting wolf nor a loyal dog, but a fish paddling in the water. "This boy has a destiny with my Tianxuan Holy Land." Lin Xian sighed and felt that Ma Liu's spirit was very consistent with their corporate culture. Then, he ruthlessly rejected Ma Liu's request to join. It is enough for Tianxuan Holy Land to have him as a slacker, there is no need for another person.
It is certainly fate, but it is also a dispute over the great principles. "what!" Ma Liu had never thought that because he was too lazy, even the opponents of Qingxia Sect would not want him. He was so upset that he swore, "Senior, please accept me!" "I promise to work diligently and work like a slave without any complaints." "I'll take you in as an outer sect servant first." Lin Xian said calmly, "If you can do 007, I'll promote you to a registered disciple." "Why 007?" asked Ma Liu, a native of Beidou. "That is a blessing." Lin Xian smiled slightly, stood with his hands behind his back and said, "Don't ask what the Holy Land can give you, but ask what you can do for the Holy Land." Ma Liu nodded quickly but was cursing in his heart, thinking that the new owner was even more stingy than Qingxia Sect. Qingxia Sect at least rewarded him with two sources from time to time. "Don't hold a grudge. When we conquer Qingxia Gate, Gong, oh, after the holy land is successfully established, you will be a veteran-level figure, and you will definitely get some benefits." Lin Xian then used his second great magical power, and said in a long-winded way, "When the time comes, I'll let you be an outer sect elder. You can have as many sources as you want." "Can someone like me be an elder?" Ma Liu swallowed and said, "I am only a Mingquan cultivator." "Don't say such discouraging words. A hero's origin is not important. The ruthless man in the past was just an ordinary person, but he was able to stand above the nine heavens and become a great emperor!" Lin Xian was passionate, outlining his dreams, drawing blueprints, and said loudly: "Even the Mortal Emperor can do it, why can't you be an elder." "Understand the applause!" Mr. Ye, who was born on Earth and drove a Mercedes-Benz, was inspired and stood up and applauded loudly. Little Tingting was ignorant and naive. She saw Ye Fan clapping and started clapping too. Ma Liu couldn't help but burst into tears. No one had ever looked down upon him as a mere Life Spring cultivator. When he went to Qingxia Sect to deliver the source of life in the past, not to mention the supreme elders of the Dao Palace realm, even a disciple of the Divine Bridge was arrogant and looked down upon others. Sometimes they were not even allowed to enter the mountain gate, as if bandits with blood on their hands would pollute the fairyland of Qingxiamen if they entered. Little do they know that those high-ranking disciples and elders with a Taoist demeanor are the murderers of blood and tears and the source of all evil. Now that Ma Liu had gained respect from Lin Xian, the young Mingquan cultivator's blood boiled and he shouted, "Senior, lead us to charge once!" "Just call me by my title when I'm working, and call me Mr. Lin from now on." Lin Xian said calmly and waved his hand, seeming to be immersed in the role. Ma Liu nodded and shouted, "Boss Lin, please lead us to charge again!" "Ahem, Holy Lord, we are not on Earth." Ye Fan coughed and reminded in time that they were running a holy land, not a company. Beidou's painting style is incompatible with the Earth. "Is that so?" Lin Xian touched his chin and said after a moment's silence, "Don't rush to attack Qingxia Sect. They have a master of the third level, and they are a formidable enemy." "The third heaven?" Ye Fan was stunned and asked, "Holy Lord, what is your current level?" He remembered that when Lin Xian was in Taixuan Sect, he had already reached the third level of the Taoist Palace. "San Chong, what's wrong?" Lin Xian asked in surprise, "Is there any problem?" "Qingxia Sect is just a small sect..." Ye Fan looked conflicted and tried to explain that there were no masters in such a small sect who could defeat the immortals, so it was good enough not to be defeated.
You are the Holy Lord of Tianxuan, you studied the Emperor's Scripture and used the Jie character secret. If you go to fight against the Qingxia Sect's Taoist Palace Third Heaven, it will be a crushing victory. "What's wrong with a small sect? Don't underestimate it." Lin Xian's expression straightened up, and he said solemnly: "Be lenient with your enemies. There are imperial soldiers in the holy land to suppress them. There may be quasi-imperial soldiers in the small sect. It's better to be cautious in everything." Ye Fan was speechless. There was such a huge gap between a small sect and a holy land. He should be thankful to have an immortal weapon. If this small sect in the Northern Territory could have a quasi-imperial weapon, he would go and learn to bark like a dog tomorrow. (End of this chapter)