Beiyin Great Sage

Yan Ji.

An inner disciple of the Xuantian Alliance.

Born in a small family in Wenshui City, he showed talent in martial arts since he was a child, and the whole family supported him. He was already in the ninth rank at a young age.

It's only one step away from the tenth level.

This man has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth, and a square face. He is less than thirty years old, but he has a weather-beaten look.

The old gray cloth robe on his body has been washed very clean, and it can be seen that he is not rich.

"Sit, sit!"

After leading a few people to sit down, Yan Ji looked at the child in Qian Xiaoyun's arms, opened his mouth, and his eyes were filled with sadness:

"I thought you and Xun Jian would be able to avoid the disaster here when they returned, but I never thought that even in Huojiabao, you would still not be able to live peacefully."

"Don't worry, Sister Yun, I will find a way to cure the child."

Qian Xiaoyun nodded silently.

She knew Yan Ji's character, dull and honest, unable to say words of comfort, but the sincerity in his eyes was something she had never seen in a long time.

Huo Xunjian's death was a heavy blow to her.

All this time, there was nowhere to vent the pain in my heart. I could only cry silently in the dead of night, and act strong again in the morning.

Zhou Jia is a nice person.

But his temperament is too cold, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

Now Yan Ji's few words seemed to turn on the switch of grief in her heart for a long time, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Sister Yun!"

Yan Ji looked flustered and at a loss:

"Don't cry, don't cry. Xian Jian certainly doesn't want to see you like this. He might think I'm bullying you again."

He has a dull personality to begin with, and is not good at relationships or interacting with others. Now he doesn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

"I'm fine." Qian Xiaoyun shook his head gently:

"I just remembered the past and couldn't control it. Brother Yan, don't worry."

Zhou Jia sat opposite, Quan acted as an audience.

He was not interested in the past stories between the two of them. He only knew that the Huo family brought a group of people to Hongze Territory and wanted to make a living.

Huo Xunjian and Qian Xiaoyun were among them.

period.

They met Yan Ji and became good friends.

Later, for unknown reasons, the Huo family offended a certain force and had no choice but to flee back to Huojiabao. Huo Xunjian and Qian Xiaoyun later got married.

"Snow silk cake!"

"Dried fish... salted fish for eight cents and one tael..."

"Blue porcelain, silk satin, rouge and gouache..."

Various shouts came from the street, and the lively crowd below could be seen through the windows.

This is just an inconspicuous small street in Wenshui City. You can still see people coming and going on the street, which is peaceful and stable.

"very nice."

Luo Xiuying was nibbling a shortbread on the side with tears in her eyes:

"It would be better if dad was here too."

Zhou Jia reached out and rubbed her head.

Compared with Huojiabao, the atmosphere here is more reassuring, and you can see gray-haired old men on the streets from time to time.

To know.

Even in the inner city of Huojiabao, there are very few old people.

This gave Zhou Jia a lot more confidence in his future life.

He never forgot his intention.

live on,

On this basis, increase strength.

This world is too dangerous, with zombies, ferocious beasts, monsters... Even a strong black iron man cannot guarantee that nothing will happen.

Only when you are alive can you have hope.

A safe place like Hongzeyu can undoubtedly provide a basis for survival.

Not like outside...

"Bang!"

A loud noise interrupted his contemplation.

On the street, several people in black uniforms surrounded a well-dressed man, each holding a sword and pounced on him with a fierce look on his face.

Both the big man and the people who besieged him were not weak in strength, with six or seven levels of cultivation.

They acted without scruples. Pedestrians and shops on the street were immediately damaged, and in the blink of an eye they were in a mess.

The shelves were overturned to the ground, food was trampled carelessly, and swords and swords were everywhere.

Several pedestrians were unable to dodge and got involved. They were immediately struck by swords and fell to the ground screaming.

"Mi family criminal guard, who is that person? How dare you offend them?"

"Who dares to offend them in Wenshui City? That person seems to be from the Qi Family Martial Arts School. He was targeted. This time the martial arts school is over."

"But the price paid by the Mi family was too low for the trouble caused by the acquisition of the martial arts gym."

"Be careful what you say, be careful what you say."

All kinds of whispers came from around him. Even if his talent for listening to the wind was not stimulated, Zhou Jia could hear them clearly and his eyes could not help but sink.

Apparently, this is not a paradise.

Too,

How can there be a paradise in this kind of world?

"ah!"

"puff!"

Screams sounded.

Although the well-dressed man was very capable, he failed in the face of the siege of several people. After desperately killing two people, he was hanged with a knife.

Blood splattered all over the street.

"Packing up, tidy up!"

A man in black uniform waved:

"let's go!"

Immediately, someone trotted over, picked up the body on the ground, picked up the fallen weapons and money bags, and followed Mijia Xingwei away.

As for the people who were affected just now...

You can only admit that you are unlucky.

"The Mi family is one of the three major families in Wenshui City. There are several strong black iron men in the family, and their children have worshiped the inner sect of the Xuantian Alliance for generations."

Seeing the different expressions of several people, Yan Ji whispered:

"Here, the Mi family must not be offended."

Zhou Jia nodded slowly.

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Although Yan Ji is plainly dressed, he is an inner disciple of the Xuantian Alliance and is not weak in strength, so his income is actually not low.

It's just habitual frugality, plus excessive consumption of martial arts, and lack of accumulation of wealth.

Therefore, the Yan family is still a small family.

In order to entertain the distinguished guests, Yan Ji arranged for a few people to stay in a nearby inn, and even rented two simple courtyards at a large price.

The sun is scorching.

In a corner of the courtyard, it was drizzling.

Zhou Jia, who had put on a long casual suit, stood aside, with his hands behind his back, looking at the weeds watered by the drizzle carefully. There seemed to be something interesting that made him obsessed with it, and he did not want to leave for a long time.

"Source power?"

Yan Ji appeared next to him, squinted his eyes and felt it, and said:

"I heard from Sister Yun that Brother Zhou's martial arts skills are as good as those of tenth-grade masters. Who would have thought that he also practices source power magic?"

"Rain belt source power, but spiritual rain technique?"

"No." Zhou Jia shook his head.

"What kind of magic is that?" Yan Ji sounded curious.

"Three Treasures, the highest grade, the Supreme Treasure, the Spiritual Rain Technique!" Zhou Jia looked serious.

"...?" Yan Ji's mouth twitched:

"What's the difference?"

"..." Zhou Jia thought seriously:

"The name is different."

"Okay!" Yan Ji was speechless and looked up at the sky:

"I came here this time to tell Brother Zhou that there is a way to gain access to the inner sect. One of my brothers can find someone."

"Oh!" Zhou Jia's eyes brightened slightly:

"When will we meet?"

"Tonight." Yan Ji said:

"Make an appointment to meet him and discuss it. I'll let you know when we decide on the restaurant."

"good!"

Zhou Jia nodded.

Until Yan Ji left, he stood motionless, carefully looking at the weeds watered by the drizzle, and took a long time to look away.

"I see……"

Then he turned around and went back to his room.

Yan Ji didn't know that there were no weeds here originally, but these weeds actually grew in a very short period of time.

Spiritual Rain Technique?

No!

It is the highest grade of the Three Treasures, the Supreme Treasure Gao Lingyu Technique!

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"Since the Dalin Dynasty fell into the Ruins Realm, the people have been attacked by ferocious beasts, monsters, and zombies all the time, and they cannot live in peace."

"In order to resist danger and pass on the bloodline, all the sects in the world gathered together and formed the Xuantian Alliance under the call of the hero Dingfa Jian Nangong."

"The Xuantian Alliance has eight branches in the inner sect and thirty-six branches in the outer sect. Only by worshiping the inner sect can one stay in the station and obtain the top inheritance."

"If not, you need to achieve the realm of black iron, or become a slave of an inner disciple, in order to exchange for these benefits."

"If you come to the outer gate..."

"You need to leave the vicinity of the station and go somewhere else."

"Wait a minute." Zhou Jia frowned and raised his hand to interrupt Yan Ji:

"The thirty-six branches of the outer sect are not stationed in the Xuantian Alliance?"

"Not bad." Yan Ji nodded:

"Each branch is far away from the station and has its own city."

"Of course, the branch lineage inheritance is not weak. Each branch lineage is a lineage that can or has produced silver masters."

"Why?" Zhou Jia was a little confused:

"There is strength in numbers, wouldn't it be better to spread out..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped, as if he thought of something.

"Did you guess it?" Yan Ji chuckled:

"There was once a world where all the masters were gathered in one place. At first, the people's livelihood was healthy, until they encountered a golden beast."

"Then……"

"The inheritance of this world will be gone."

Zhou Jia nodded.

This is equivalent to diversification.

Although focusing on one point can resist certain crises to a greater extent, once the limit is exceeded, such stud-like betting will destroy everything.

Ruins world.

Even if it is the inheritance of a world, it will be destroyed if it is destroyed.

"With Brother Zhou's cultivation and strength, it is impossible to obey others. The only way is to worship the black iron master of the inner sect."

Yan Ji continued:

"Every black iron strongman has a certain quota of apprentices every year. Now Qiankun Dao Ke Jingzhi, Senior Ke, has several quotas."

"How many apprentices are there?" Zhou Jia asked:

"Is it true that there are restrictions on how a black iron strongman can recruit disciples?"

"Of course!" Yan Ji nodded:

"If there were no restrictions, wouldn't those top black iron masters snatch away all the disciples? Who would choose others?"

Zhou Jia understood.

"It is also for this reason that the inner black iron masters are extremely strict in recruiting disciples. If you want to become a disciple, you must either be extremely talented or have a strong background."

"otherwise……"

"Just enough money!"

money,

Everyone likes it.

Even a strong black iron man will let go as long as he is given enough.

While they were talking, someone pushed the door open and entered.

"Brother Yan, I've been waiting for a long time!"

The visitor was tall and thin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. The large robes he wore were very out of place on him. He cupped his hands and greeted Yan Ji:

"I'm a little late for something, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Yan Ji stood up and signaled to Zhou Jia:

"Bai Yuan, a friend of mine. This is Zhou Jia. As I said, he is still young and has reached the ninth level of cultivation."

"The strength is even more impressive!"

"I know, I know." Bai Yuan nodded casually, as if he didn't really believe in Zhou Jia's strength. He pulled a stool and sat down:

"My uncle is Senior Ke's butler. The year before last, he also asked someone to join Senior Ke. The price at that time was ten Source Crystals."

"Now, the price remains unchanged."

He got straight to the point:

"Based on my relationship with Brother Yan, my share is fine, but my uncle needs to give some explanation, eleven Source Crystals."

"Eleven?"

Yan Ji's complexion changed slightly:

"Is the price so high?"

He never thought it would be so expensive before.

"What do you think?" Bai Yuan rolled his eyes:

"This is the quota for inner disciples. If Brother Zhou doesn't have a ninth-level cultivation, no matter how much money he spends, it will be useless."

Zhou Jia didn't say anything, just looked at Yan Ji.

He didn't have a good impression of Bai Yuan. He gave people a frivolous feeling and it was difficult to gain his trust, so he could only look at Yan Ji's attitude.

"this……"

Yan Ji looked hesitant:

"How about we go back and discuss it later?"

"Then you guys can discuss it." Bai Yuan's face darkened:

“But it’s hard to say whether you’ll still believe it by then.”

Yan Ji's body stiffened.

He is not good at words and has few friends. Bai Yuan is the only way he can find, but the price is indeed a bit high.

At least, that's how it seemed to him.

One Source Crystal is comparable to a thousand Source Stones, and this is only true in principle. In fact, a thousand Source Stones cannot be exchanged for one Source Crystal.

At least, 20% should be added.

"So be it!"

Seeing Yan Ji's ugly face, Zhou Jia pondered for a moment and made a decision:

"Eleven source crystals, Brother Bai, wait a moment."