Chapter 6 Crisis

There are four young people in brocade sitting in the study in the front hall, with thin lips and a high nose. They leaned against the master's chair in front of the desk with their eyes closed. A tiger-backed bear waist sat on the imperial concubine's bed under the north window and rested. A thin bamboo pole, with his hands around his arms, leaning against the doorpost to talk to Jun Zai. The voice was low and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, like flirting with a girl who didn't know the world. The other standing respectfully by the door was Boss Liang.

Xing Zao said at the door: "The king of Lingshan is here!" Rong Hui strode into the study. Seeing that the three people could not build a foundation, they couldn't help sinking their faces and raising their hands to point to the fat man. Strong fingertip, spiritual resonance, all the powder. The fat man was empty, his buttocks fell to the ground, and he sat down on a pile of wood chips.

The young man in the seat rose up with his palm and stabbed Ronghui's heart like a sword. Rong Hui's eyebrows tightened slightly and looked back. This glance was plain, but in the young man's eyes, he looked directly at the morning sun. His eyes were red, and tears surged straight out. He couldn't help closing his eyes and bowing: "Senior, please calm down!"

The world of cultivation takes those who are close to Taoism as their teachers, and those with high realms are the predecessors. "Senior?" The tall young man reacted and immediately restrained his mind and looked at Rong Hui in a stunned manner: "'Taiji Realm monk?"

The fat man got up and was ready to do it. He was also shocked by the sentence "senior" on the spot: "Senior, why did you get to this corner, and there are still someone who is my senior?" No matter how deep the magic power is and how strong the physique is, ordinary people still stop building the foundation. Only those who understand the Tao can turn Tao into disaster and achieve the "Taiji realm".

He looked at Rong Hui in a staring way and kept struggling in his heart: "Fake, fake, people here don't even know Xiuzhen. How can there be a senior? How did the seniors outside get in?" But I saw my companions burst into tears, and I had to believe it. He arched his hand and bowed slowly: "Senior, please redeem your rudeness."

Boss Liang reacted and said, "My God, I have refined twelve basic skills in a year, and he has also achieved the sky outside. This master is now a 'Taiji Realm' monk, and he must have concealed his cultivation at that time. Fortunately, we didn't have a bad relationship with him..." He swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and quickly introduced to Rong Hui, "Boss Li, we are from the 'Yuhua Taoist Mansion'!"

Long Hui was slightly stunned: "What a strange name. As a Taoist priest, there are also people who open the house." In a stunned mind, Boss Liang has introduced the three people. The tall-nosed young man's surname is "Jiang", the fat man's surname is "Han", and the tall man's surname is "Yang", all of which are the guards of the Taoist mansion.

Boss Liang finally introduced Rong Hui: "This senior is the 'Lingshan real person'."

"Lingshan Zhenren?" Rong Hui was stunned and looked at Boss Liang and asked, "Who is the 'Lingshan Zhenren'?"

"This is the seal of the 'Emperor'!" Boss Liang was awe-inspiring and explained, "The leaders of the 72 Immortals are all 'real people', but they are the right-class immortals."

Rong Hui suppressed his doubts and asked the three of them to speak in the front hall: "If you are fooling around in the world, you have to follow the rules. This is our place. You come to do business and we greet each other. But the tax that should be paid can't be less than a copper!" Seeing the three of them on the road, they gossiped again. He also knows that the surname of 'Yuhua Taoist' is Liu.

The three people repeatedly told: "The land of the Central Plains is threatened by the northern grasslands, and there are often wars in every famine. Several units jointly attacked and entered the customs to plunder. Hundreds of thousands of alliances pressed the border and drank horses and rivers. We, Mr. Liu, have participated in the war. It is said that together with the war, the ground is the battle department rushing, and the sky is the cultivation. Spirit beasts walk everywhere, and spells fly all over the sky. A defeated soldier is a thief, and a master is not as good as a dog. After a big war, it was dark and stained with blood!"

Rong Hui saw that the three people said with awe. Although he could not imagine the war scene, he knew that all practitioners who had made great achievements in the war were rewarded with spiritual veins and awarded immortals. The attacker returned the spiritual vein, and the spiritual rice were handed down to five generations at most. Among them, "spirit man" is the third grade, the Taoist is the second grade, and the real person is the first grade. Those who have made greater achievements in battle are awarded the title of king or even king.

It was getting late, and Rong Hui sent the four people away. Sitting back, his face gradually darkened. Xiaoxuan turned out of the screen and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Outside, what kind of world is it outside!" Rong Hui leaned on the back of the chair and looked up to the sky and sighed: "These three guys can't beat us, so they are polite to us. But one day, those who came in not only beat us, but also saw that we were a group of 'country bumpkin' and how they would deal with us. While the four predecessors are still in the world, we have to go out and have a look.

"Is it that serious?" Rong Xue sat down and asked, "We have nothing to let them remember!"

"Spiritual vein!" Rong Hui looked out of the door and said slowly, "Don't you hear it? Mr. Liu went to the battlefield desperately and only sealed a 'Taoist' and gave him a mountain. What is a Taoist? At least he is a 'Taijijing' monk, but once he dies, he can't even do a funeral on the mountain. We occupy 72 mountains. It's strange that we won't be scratched alive when the boundary is opened!"

"Hui Bi's sin!" Xiaoxuan also sank his face and nod in agreement: "Yes, it takes up as much space as it is capable. Although Lingshan was destroyed, the foundation is still there. Listening to the meaning of Lin Feng's words, it is still a medium spiritual vein.

Rong Xue realized that something was wrong and asked hesitantly, "Should we retreat and practice hard, while the 'divine world' is still there, improve our cultivation and occupy a stable territory?"

"To improve your cultivation, you have to know where to go! Our eyes are black now. Rong Hui shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Let's take a look at the 'divine world' first. If you can go out to open your eyes, you may know where to go."

As several people were talking, Xing Chai brought tea to the three people and took the opportunity to reply: "Your Majesty, the stewards have heard that you are coming and have sorted out the account books to come to say hello to you and the princess." Rong Hui was unavoidable and nodded slowly.

The next morning, after breakfast, the three of them said a few words to Xingpin, got up together and continued to go south. Flying through the wind, sucking a hundred feet. Rong Hui felt the resonance of the air and himself, knowing that if it was faster, his body would collapse. So control the spiritual power and feel it carefully.

The three people are in mid-air, seeing the morning sun on the left, the forests are stained, and the sky and the earth are covered with clouds, only indescribable spectacular. Rong Xue couldn't help sighing: "No wonder the immortals like to live in the sky. Even the sunrise is beautiful!"

Rong Hui didn't fly out for half an hour, and suddenly felt that someone was staring at him. His eyes went straight through his soul, which scared him and stopped. Xiaoxuan was also shocked. She looked down and looked around, and finally looked south with Rong Hui.

Rong Xue followed her brother and sister-in-law's eyes. The sky was as clear as a wash, the mountains stretched, and the forest sea turned over waves, which was no different. But seeing their solemn expressions, they seemed to see a terrible monster. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I trembling and suddenly heard Rong Hui say, "Is this the 'divine world'?" Just relax.

Xiao Xuan frowned and muttered: "Powerful, powerful enough to make the soul of the critical person tremble." The boundary is still like this, and the people in the cloth world... really can't imagine!"

Rong Hui felt it clearly that the "divine world" in the dark resonated directly with his soul, making him sigh from the heart: "Is this 'God'? Sure enough, 'God doesn't see everything'." Thinking of watching the sun, he blurted out, "God wants to see people and look directly at the soul." He also discussed Xiaoxuan: "Although this is a boundary, it is also an inheritance. I want to feel it here for a few days and see if I can go out."

Xiaoxuan also thought, "It's really an opportunity!" While talking, he restrained his spiritual power and fell down a mountain. Rong Hui and Rong Xue sank down and followed.

The two sat down cross-legged and felt the vibration of the 'divine world'. Rong Xue had neither 'condensing' nor 'enlightenment', so she simply understood "Retention and Return to Snow". The two sat for half a day. Rong Hui and Xiaoxuan realized a little, but it was very vague, so they flew to the peak in front of them and continued to cross their knees to understand.

The sun sets, the moon rises, the stars move, and the day and night are replaced in a trance. Rong Hui crossed eight peaks, but Xiaoxuan only crossed two. The sun and the moon are empty day after day, and it is February in a blink of an eye.

Xiaoxuan only crosses two or three peaks every day and has long seen Rong Hui. At noon on this day, after understanding again, he knew that the rest could not be touched by himself, so he simply opened his eyes and experienced it carefully. Suddenly, I heard a burst of laughter: "Hahahaha..." Like a breeze, I don't know if it was a sound or countless sounds, straight through the soul, which made people shudder.

Rong Hui flew back and happily reported the good news: "I have come to the center of the boundary, and we can go out!" He asked Xiaoxuan again, "Why are you so slow to get here!" He looks proud and proud.

"This 'divine world' is the first 'divine spirit' of the people in the isolated array, and the second is to hang the trespassers." Xiaoxuan glanced at her husband and asked with a smile, "What do you understand?"

"Of course, it's the vibration that shocks the soul." Rong Hui was proud and suddenly felt sorry: "Do you understand the method of manipulating people's reincarnation?"

"I know very little!" Xiaoxuan smiled and said, "It's February. It's time to go back!"

Rong Hui knew that she was talking about Yan Ling's delivery period. Her heart was sad. She took Xiaoxuan's hand and said softly, "You give the child a name!"

"Let my sister name that child? Sister, I really can't figure it out!" Xiaoxuan remembered this "Oolong" and couldn't help slandering. Rong Hui couldn't see her jealousy and comforted her: "We will keep the child in the main room, and whoever raises it will kiss!"

Xiaoxuan didn't have time to be pretentious and nodded. The two jumped up and took Rong Xue straight north. After drinking a cup of tea, Rong Hui told everyone: "It's serious for you to step up your work, and the rest are the end of the common people. Don't put the cart before the horse!"

Rong Xue came out, and Rong Shuang married high. Xiaoxuan was afraid that those heartless people would compare the two sisters everywhere, so he took Rong Hui out to discuss: "Let's directly take Rong Xue back to Lingshan. Under a roof, I'm afraid that those who are unintentionally will be provoked by others, but it will ruin the family's affection." Rong Hui only felt that the whole family should be reunited for the wedding. After listening to Xiaoxuan's words, he thought about it and readily agreed. At dusk, it arrived at the "Insurless Pavilion".

The sky will be late, and the sunset will appear. Everyone was busy cooking, and suddenly heard the sound of the wind and getting closer and closer. First of all, I was stunned and rushed out of the door. I happened to see Rong Hui, Xiaoxuan and Rong Xue falling in the wind. Mei Qian was surprised and happy, and went forward to salute: "Prince, princess, county head!"

Xiaoxuan and everyone said, "How was your New Year?" Looking carefully, I saw that Meijian, Taojian and Jianjian had built the foundation, and the rest of the people were only one step away, and they were also happy for them: "I didn't accept it. Not bad, not bad!"

"That's what the princess taught well in the past!" Mei Zai welcomed the three into the room and refused with a smile: "If we don't have the previous internal skills, we will practice for another three or five years, and we will not be in today's state." He asked Xiaoxuan again, "Have you had dinner yet? Do you want to add more?"

A group of people walked into the main room. In the bright lights, some people went to serve dinner, some people went to bring hot water, and some people went to make tea and snacks. They all smile happily, as if the Spring Festival is not over yet. Mei Kai looked at Xiaoxuan and Rong Hui, and her face turned slightly red and absent-minded. An easy-to-use tea, he immediately returned to his mind and turned his face to greet Rong Xue: "County master, your 'Piao Xueling' is still there. Let the tea hairpin and jade hairpin go with you to make the bed!"

Yong Xue was really tired and kind: "Second brother, second sister-in-law, I'll go and clean up first and come back for dinner later!" He got up and went back to his yard. After a while, Taopin came over and replied, "Your Majesty, the water has been poured!"

Xiao Xuan discussed Rong Hui: "You wash it first!"

"Let's wash together!" Rong Hui couldn't help saying that he got up and picked up Xiaoxuan and went straight to the west bathroom. Mei Jian and others blushed, held their breath and lowered their heads together, looked at their nose and nose, just as if they didn't see it.

When Xiaoyue and Xiaojuan heard that Rong Xue had returned, both of them came to see her. After checking a good place to live, we will go to the "Insurremeable Pavilion" together. Under the bright yellow gauze lamp, Rong Hui wore a straight silk dress, which seemed to be smiling and shining. Xiaoxuan deliberately wore a whole set of red gold head and a big red silk dress. She sat upright, but couldn't hide the haze on her face.

Xiaojuan was very happy. Seeing Xiaoxuan's neat dress, she couldn't help but suspect: "Sister, you have to go out this night!"

Xiaoxuan suddenly realized that her dress was really inappropriate, so she had to greet everyone: "Let's eat!" First get up and go straight into the middle hall. Xiaojuan was puzzled and followed. When she passed the corridor, she saw Mei Jian and others squatting in the west to wipe the floor, and she was even more puzzled.

After dinner, it was dark, and they were going to go to the big kang in the west to have tea. Xiaoxuan remembered half an hour ago... and insisted on pulling everyone to sit in the small living room in the east room. The more Rong Hui looked at her, the cuter she became, and he was also happy to see her success.

On the noble concubine's bed, a few times ago, five people leaned against the light to drink tea. Xiaojuan took the initiative to talk about the situation on the mountain: "On the first day of the Chinese New Year, I sent a red envelope of silver to each disciple and deacon. After the fifth day of the first lunar month, Boss Shi began to mobilization of stone, wood and craftsmen from all over the country. After the Lantern Festival, he began to lay the foundation in the inner courtyard. The front and rear bedroom began at the same time. The foundation was laid and the beams were being set up. Originally, it was not so slow, but Lin Feng asked the disciples who practiced wood spiritual power to connect the frame together, which delayed.

Xiaoyue mentioned the matter at the foot of the mountain: "We have let go of various industries and only receive dividends every year. Just after the 15th, Lord Chen issued a grand marriage, and the uncle was awarded the title of 'hou'. Your fief was promoted to the first level. Thirteen towns under the mountain were made into counties. Thirteen scholars have just taken office, and the town stews serve as officials.

"Hey, this boy is a character, and he has learned to be an empty-handed white wolf!" Rong Hui praised: "Set up a county, and it's okay to give them a grate!" Seeing that she was puzzled, she explained with a smile, "Do you know what our most valuable thing is? We still have vision, that is, the 7,000 hectares of spiritual fields. It is not only the spiritual field, but also the spiritual field paved after the collapse of the best spiritual vein. Otherwise, can japonica rice grow into fried rice? Everyone can practice so fast because of the rice planted in this field. Do you know how to sell this kind of rice outside? Scared to death, one or two gold and one stone!"

Xiaoyue looked at Xiaoxuan and saw that her senior sister nodded slightly, and she was even more confused. Xiaojuan blurted out, "Then how do we collect rent?"

"Gu Yan hurts the farmer, and Gu Gui is sad. Farmers can't afford to hurt, and we can't afford to hurt! But no matter how good it is, it can't be sold here. Rong Hui pondered for a moment and remembered a note: "We opened a grain shop, a cotton shop, an oil shop, and also made a price. Every year, from the eighth day of the Dragon Boat Festival, there will be two classes in spring and autumn, and the rent will be charged at the middle price. Doesn't Lin Feng know how to do it? Just ask her to grade Lingmi.

"How much rent to book!" Xiaoyue felt feasible and frowned and asked, "Now one tael of silver and two stone meters, when it rises to one or two gold and one stone meters, those who will not be spiritually planted will go bankrupt!"

"It is said that the country is based on grain, and each mu of land should be rented according to one stone of rice." Rong Hui said casually, "Taxes per mu according to the market, and you are not afraid of people who grow the land to hide." The crowd talked again before they dispersed to rest.