Immortal Space

The library building is tall and majestic, and there are two monks on duty at the door.

"May I ask the two senior brothers, what are the requirements for entering the library?" Wang Hong asked, and at the same time, he went forward and stuffed two spirit stones into the hands of the two.

The two of them were in a good mood after receiving the Lingshi, and it was rare for them to be so sensible.

"Haha, this junior brother is being polite. You should be a newcomer this time. To read or borrow books in the library, you only need to contribute points." A guard said with a pleasant face.

"Two contribution points for each hour of viewing inside. If it is borrowing or copying, it depends on the content of the book. The minimum starting point is ten contribution points." Another guard quickly added.

"In addition, the top floor of the library building can only be accessed by the elders of Jindan, or with the permission of the sect."

It seems that there is no contribution point, and you can't even enter the library. It makes sense when you think about it. The sect's martial arts secret books didn't fall from the sky. contribute.

Wang Hong has made no contribution at all now, so he has no choice but to go back and work hard on the task.

"Thank you two senior brothers for your guidance, I will come back next time when I earn contribution points, so let's not live here."

Wang Hong left the library in a big stride, and didn't have the mind to go shopping elsewhere, so he set off on a sailing boat and flew back.

Wang Hong has long been familiar with refining Qi Gathering Pills, and can even refine mid-grade pills.

However, he didn't want to expose his super high alchemy rate. He had only seen 50% of the alchemy masters at the foundation establishment stage in Qingxu City before.

He heard that most alchemists have a success rate of less than 50%, and those who can reach 50% are already masters.

He decided to hand in the task at 40%, at worst, he could just get a few more alchemy tasks next time.

The twenty-five batches of pills were easily refined in just a few days.

A total of 210 Qi Gathering Pills were obtained. It seems that the level of alchemy has improved a lot. Calculated by 40%, he only needs to hand in 100 Pills.

He also collected the elixir needed for the task and packed them in jade boxes.

He was about to go to the mission hall to deliver the mission, and as soon as he opened the courtyard door, he saw two monks walking towards his small courtyard.

"This junior brother, I'm bothering you."

Wang Hong was wondering, and one of them had already greeted him.

One of the two is an old man who has practiced eight levels of qi, his beard and hair are white, his old face is covered with wrinkles, it is obvious that his essence and blood have decayed, and his lifespan is numbered.

The other is middle-aged, Qi training level seven, thin, with two mustaches on his lips.

"The two senior brothers are here, what advice do you have?"

"I don't dare to advise. The two of us saw a new neighbor, so we came here to visit and get acquainted."

At this time, the character Hu replied, and at the same time pointed to the small courtyard on the left of Wang Hong.

"That yard is mine."

He pointed to the small courtyard on the right.

"This yard belongs to Cheng Daoyou."

It turned out that the neighbors came over to say hello, and I think the old man's surname was Cheng.

Wang Hong couldn't be too rude, and hurriedly invited the two into the living room.

It was only then that he realized that he didn't even have spiritual tea for entertaining guests, and his subordinates took care of these trivial matters on weekdays, and he never worried about them.

It seems that if there is a chance in the future, a few spirit tea trees will be planted in the space.

After thinking for a while, he took out a few bottles of spirit wine from the space, and picked some fresh spirit dates from the spirit jujube tree outside the door.

The three sat down in the living room as guests and hosts, and first exchanged names. The old man's surname was Cheng Mingzan, and the middle-aged man's surname was Xun Mingrui.

During the dinner, the three chatted about some anecdotes about the cultivation world. Wang Hong asked the two about some news about the sect. After all, he was new here and there were still many things he didn't know.

"Senior brothers, I heard that a secret realm will be opened next year. I wonder if it is one of the six great secret realms?"

Wang Hong remembered the secret realm he had heard about in the cafeteria a few days ago, so he asked, as the elders of the Qingxu Sect, the two of them should know about it.

"The one that will be opened next year is indeed one of the six great secret realms. Could it be that Junior Brother Wang is also planning to participate in the trial of the secret realm? This has a very high mortality rate. In previous years, the number of participants who have returned has never exceeded 50%."

The old man Cheng Zan said with a serious expression, this is a fatal matter, no child's play.

Wang Hong gasped when he heard that, he didn't expect the death rate to be so high.

"May I ask if the danger in that secret realm is abnormal, or is it caused by the monks who entered to rob treasures and kill each other?"

Regarding the six secret realms, he knew very little as a casual cultivator before. He only knew that the aura inside was rich and suitable for the growth of many types of elixir, including the elixir needed for refining the foundation pill.

He needs to know whether such a high death rate is caused by the dangers inside beyond the scope of the qi training period, or by human factors.

"There are both of them. The aura in the secret realm is rich, suitable for the growth of elixir, and naturally it is also very suitable for the breeding of monsters. There are many fierce and brutal monsters born in it.

However, there is an ancient formation in the secret realm, and if any creature in the secret realm has reached the foundation building strength, thunder will fall and knock it into flying ash.

Therefore, the strength of the monsters among them will not reach the second level at the highest. "

Hearing this, Wang Hong was a little relieved, as long as he didn't reach the foundation establishment, he could still deal with it to some extent.

If there are monsters of the second rank or above in it, they will have no power to resist in the face of absolute power.

"The most dangerous thing inside is people. The six major sects get along well on weekdays, but that doesn't mean there are no disputes. There are brothers who break their heads for the sake of profit, not to mention the friction between the major sects.

Sometimes just because of the distribution ratio of a small market, the income of only ten thousand pieces of spirit stones a year, if several big sects fight because of this, then lose a few foundation monks, or implicate Jindan Cultivator, the gain outweighs the loss.

Therefore, the major sects negotiated and put all disputes on the secret trial that opens every ten years.

After all, Qi training monks have to recruit thousands of people every ten years. As a cheap consumable, hundreds of casualties will not damage the foundation of the sect.

Then, according to the amount of elixir obtained by each sect, a ranking will be drawn up, and according to the order of ranking, some interest disputes that have accumulated over the past ten years will be resolved. "

Hearing this, Wang Hong finally understood, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Co-authoring Qi training monks to fight life and death is just a pawn in the battle between sects to avoid the loss of high-ranking monks.

However, he still has no way to blame anyone. From the interests of the sect, doing so is the best choice. If he is sitting in the position of suzerain, he will choose to do so without hesitation.

The long-term disputes between sects continue to consume each other's strength and resources. This is something no one wants to see.

And even if a Qi cultivator understands the truth, what can he do?

No one forced them to sign up to participate voluntarily, but they had to participate in it and strive for foundation building resources.

Compared with the huge number of qi training monks, there are too few foundation building pills.

Although some big commercial houses would occasionally auction one, but the price of hundreds of thousands, not even the Foundation Establishment cultivators could afford it.

All parties have reasons for doing so for their own interests, and no one can blame anyone else.

Immortal cultivators are not as beautiful as mortals imagine. They do not become immortals and attain the Tao by drinking wine and tea, sitting and watching the clouds rise and fall, and wandering leisurely in the mountains, forests and springs.

It is to never forget to practice hard at all times, to fight against the sky, the earth, and the people. It is a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops.

This can be seen from the monk structure of Qing Xuzong, there are hundreds of thousands of Qi training monks, thousands of foundation building monks, and only a few dozen Jindan monks.

Thinking of this, Wang Hong drank a big mouthful of spiritual wine, feeling much more refreshed in his heart.

He filled the wine glass again, raised his glass and said: "You two neighbors, it is fate to meet each other. Let's drink this glass to the full."

"Cultivation is difficult. Maybe tomorrow will be a dry bone in the grave. It's better to have fun in time. If you have wine today, you will be drunk today. Old man Cheng, please hurry up." Xun Rui raised his glass at the same time.

Cheng Zan raised his wine glass in response, and Wang Hong noticed at this time that the plate of jujubes in front of Xun Rui was almost finished, while the plate of jujubes in front of Cheng Zan was still on the plate, and he should have only eaten one. two.

The three of them drank all the wine in their glasses, and Wang Hong asked, "Senior Brother Cheng, but Lingzao is not to your liking?"

Cheng Zan blushed a little, he was a little embarrassed, and said, "Junior Brother Wang's spirit jujube and spirit wine are very good, and they are also good for improving one's cultivation. They are rare and excellent products."

Old man Cheng was silent for a while and then said: "Forgive me for being so cheeky, can you let me pack up the leftovers?"

"Of course no problem. It was originally used to entertain Senior Brother Cheng, so you can do whatever you want."

Although old man Cheng's request was a little rude, it was not too much. If these things can be sold for dozens of spirit stones in the square market, maybe they are used to thrift and are reluctant to eat them.

"The spirit jujube tree in front of the gate can produce at least hundreds of spirit stones every year. I see a group of spirit bees on the jujube tree. Junior brother Wang is really good at making money." Xun Rui said enviously.

"Senior Brother Xun praised you absurdly. This spirit jujube tree and spirit bee were obtained by accident, and they can barely maintain the needs of training."

Wang Hong said modestly, to be honest, he really didn't take the hundreds of spirit stones a year too seriously, and the purpose of transplanting the spirit jujube tree was to facilitate the nesting of the spirit bees.

He has the space to continuously produce resources, and he has a group of subordinates to help him earn spirit stones, which is much easier for him than ordinary monks.

Several people chatted for a while before the two neighbors left.