The Strongest Earth Mentor

After half past seven, the sensation in Shangxian Palace was full of enthusiasm, and the pilgrims from all over the place were desperately squeezing up the mountain.

　　In contrast to the noise of the front hall, the larger backyard of the Upper Immortal Palace looks like a quiet and peaceful appearance.

More than a dozen disciples in the Immortal Palace are arranging the tables and chairs for the noon banquet in an orderly manner. The old head Xiang Dao first relaxed on the wheelchair and basked in the sun, with a small radio beside him. Listening to morning news.

In the 　　 kitchen, five or six grungy chefs invited from Yamashita are busy processing various ingredients to prepare for the noon banquet.

At more than eight o'clock, a middle-aged man dressed in a suit and dressed like a successful person walked into the backyard with a black handbag, moved a small stool, and sat next to Xiang Daoxian Down.

　　 "Master, this is the last month's comprehensive report, you look at it." The middle-aged man humbly took a document from his handbag and handed it to Xiang Daoxian.

He is the fifth apprentice of Xiang Daoxian's first apprentice, and also the weakest among the disciples under Xiang Dao's seat. After more than 20 years of entry, he is still a first-order cultivation. He can only barely feel the existence of Reiki. Even an ordinary man can easily knock him down.

However, his main responsibility is not to cultivate and improve his strength in view, but to manage many industries under the name of Shangxiangong. There are two companies, two mines of high-grade cinnabar, and three plants for spiritual planting. The contracted mountain.

　　The two companies in the name of Xiangong have always had mediocre profitability, at most it is a financial management tool.

The real maintenance expenses for Shangxiangong, in addition to the daily incense income from Guanni, mostly come from the two mines that can mine nearly nine kilograms of high-grade cinnabar per month, and a small amount of'crushed leaves' and'Mengqiu grass' And the "Qing Ling Guo" spiritual planting base.

The top grade cinnabar called by the metaphysical circles is not at all the same grade as the top grade cinnabar that ordinary people call it.

The cinnabar that can be used by the metaphysical circles to draw Taoist symbols and burn spiritual arrays is divided into four grades: inferior, middle grade, top grade, and top grade. Among them, the bottom grade cinnabar is already a rare top grade cinnabar in the eyes of ordinary people.

The two mines in the hands of Shangxian Palace are located in a valley about seventy miles northeast of Wufeng Mountain. There are more than ten tons of raw cinnabar ore from the sandstone every month, but after selection, It can only extract about 9 kilograms of high-grade cinnabar. In addition to the 0.5 kilograms fixed monthly consumption in Guanzhong, the remaining 8.5 kilograms of high-grade cinnabar varies from 480 to 530 yuan per gram. The price is sold to other metaphysical circles in China.

　　Only this item can bring an income of nearly 50 million yuan to Shangxian Palace in one year.

　　The production base is greatly influenced by seasonal changes. In the short days of February, March, August, September and mid-November each year, it can generate wealth income of over 100 million yuan for Shangxian Palace.

In addition, usually Wu Chuan and others occasionally go down the mountain to do some things for others, and the income obtained is also included in the account of Shangxian Palace, so the total income of Shangxian Palace is 300 million in the year. The above is considered to be rich.

The apprentice Zheng Bailong spends no more than two days on the mountain every month, usually at the beginning of the month, and will bring the financial statements of the previous month to report to Xiang Dao first on the comprehensive status of the industry under the name of Xiangong. .

　　 Xiang Dao just glanced at the report roughly, then closed his eyes indifferently, and said lightly, "Got it, go back and get busy first."

"Yes..." Zheng Bailong promised respectfully, but he sighed in his heart, no matter how hard he tried, after all, he was only a treasure servant in the fairy palace. In Xiang Daoxian's mind, the status was even better than those young apprentices taught by the brothers. !

　　Although his luxury car was driving and the villa was living, the days under the mountain seemed to be infinitely beautiful, but the suffering was only in his own heart. These are not his own things, but only a layer of coat borrowed!

　　If one day Xiang Dao suddenly sees that he is not pleasing to the eye, it is just a matter of moving his mouth to change him!

　　Zheng Bailong left the backyard of the Upper Immortal Palace step by step three times and looked up to see his master brother Wu Chuanzheng walking towards himself.

　　 Subconsciously, a smile with a somewhat flattering smile appeared on his face, and he was about to say hello to Wu Chuan, but unexpectedly Wu Chuan just glanced at him, and passed him without saying a word...

　　Zheng Bailong's original fiery heart suddenly became cold and cold, from Wu Chuan's scornful eyes, he seemed to have read his future!

　　 Xiang Daoxian's body is not as good as one day, and he no longer has the prestige that the fifth-order true repair should have.

According to this situation, I am afraid that in a few years Xiang Dao will have to embark on the immortal, and the reason why Zheng Bailong can take care of the industry of Shang Xian Gong under the mountain is that Xiang Dao first fancy him as a man. !

　　Once Xiang Dao first emerged, Shang Xiangong became Wu Chuan's master, and Wu Chuan never saw Zheng Bailong himself!

　　 Once the emperor and the courtier.

　　That is to say, once Wu Chuan became the head of Shangxian Palace, his purely decorated young master Zheng Bailong probably estimated that it would be time to roll out and roll out.

　　 All the unprecedented strong sense of crisis immediately came to mind.

　　Zheng Bailong's eyes shone with a faint gloom, but it covered his dissatisfaction well, his face was still wearing a harmless smile of humans and animals, and he hurried down the mountain carrying a handbag.

Wu Chuan came to Xiang Daoxian, and he didn’t mention what happened to Zheng Bailong. He said, "Master, the people in Wanxian Temple will be down the mountain in a moment. See if you want to prepare your disciples first, Go to the door to meet?"

　　 "This is the time when the pilgrims are most concentrated, don't make the noise louder." Xiang Dao first shook his head and said: "You just come forward to pick it up, just enter the backyard and you can do whatever you want."

　　 Xiang Dao first understood Wu Chuan's thoughts. He was already in a position to die, but Xuan Cheng of Wanxian Temple looked like he could still live for at least two or three decades. Wu Chuan was interested to please, also for future consideration.

　　Although there was some unhappiness in his heart, he also understood that as the future head of Shangxian Palace, Wu Chuan did nothing wrong.

　　 In fact, regardless of whether Xiang Dao first agreed or not, Wu Chuan has already arranged it... The purpose of coming here is just to say hello and show respect.

　　 "Yes, then I will arrange it now." Wu Chuan nodded gently, turned around and left.

　　 But it was at this time that a young priest in his thirties ran over with a panicked face and shouted with his mouth open: "The real man, it's not good...not good!!!"

　　 "What's the matter? What kind of panic-stricken system!" Xiang Dao yelled first.

　　How many steps did not go out, Wu Chuan stopped when he heard the words, turned around and frowned and asked, "What happened?"

　　 The young priest raised his hand and helped his hat, and then he said breathlessly: "It is Wufengguan... It is Wufengguan..."

　　 "What did the people of Wufengguan do?"

"Head of the real person, uncle... All the people in Wufengguan have run away!" The young Taoist smiled bitterly: "Even the kittens and puppies raised in Guanguan were taken away by the one they left... The door is locked and empty!"

　　 "What do you say?!" Hearing what the young Taoist said, Wu Chuan subconsciously raised the volume, "Run?!"

　　 "Yes, ran...all ran!" said the young Taoist, wiping the sweat from his forehead: "The villagers who have chopped bamboo on the mountain have all gone down the mountain and returned home..."

　　 "How could this be?" Wu Chuan was dumbfounded when he heard the news. He imagined the myriad changes that might occur after the arrival of the Wanxian Temple, but he never thought about it!

　　 Xiang Dao first asked: "When did it happen? Why didn't you report it in advance!?"

"The real man... The people at Wufengguan secretly ran away. They didn't walk through the main entrance. They were a detour from the back door. We didn't expect them to run!" The young priest said with a grudged face: "Run at least It’s been half an hour, which is still strange to me. I found it after climbing on the tree to check..."

　　In order to prevent variables in the middle, Xiang Dao ordered several disciples to watch on the mountain to avoid accidents.

But the purpose of these disciples going up the mountain~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is just to prevent Wufengguan from doing any more drastic things. Who would have thought of Wufengguan who was arrogant and came to the door provocatively yesterday, would suddenly say run away Run, there is no sign? !

　　 It is obviously meaningless to punish the disciples who are tracking.

　　 Wu Chuan also raised his head in tears and looked at Wufeng Temple, which had already loomed on the mountain, and asked Xiang Dao first: "Master, what now?"

　　The people who came to avenge Wanxian Temple had already reached the foot of Wufeng Mountain.

　　Wait when they went up the mountain and found that the people of Wufengguan had run away... would it be impossible for the people of Wufengguan not to come back, Shang Xiangong still kept them here overnight? !

　　 Xiang Daoxian also smiled bitterly at this time, he asked: "Is it possible that the group went down to the mountain to do some legal affairs? After all, the things that Wanxian Temple is coming over cannot be leaked to Wufengguan..."

"Impossible!" Wu Chuan shook his head with certainty: "Not to mention that within a few tens of miles, no one knew about the existence of Wufengguan. Even if they knew it, it was impossible to ask Wufengguan's people to go down the mountain... Maybe They guessed what they did before they ran away suddenly... after all, everyone knows that Wanxian Temple is not easy to mess with..."

"This is also possible." Xiang Dao first nodded and said, "It's too late to say anything now. The people of Wanxian Temple are about to go up the mountain... If you can't do it, wait for the real person Xuancheng to come before you discuss it. After all, the monks can’t run the temple, these five peaks, unless they don’t plan to have them!"

　　 seems to be the only way.

Wu Chuan nodded helplessly, but he couldn't think of breaking his head. Why are the people of Wufengguan so shameless~www.wuxiaspot.com~Welcome book readers to read the latest, fastest and hottest serial works All in ~www.wuxiaspot.com~