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   "This old guy's memory is messed up, and he has killed many people." Mo Lao frowned and said to himself.

  At this time, he is no longer Mo Lao, and it is Chen Shen's one-tenth Yuanshen who controls the body.

   "Drinking with myself feels so awkward." After a while, Chen Shen shook his head lightly, allowing the soul to control where Mo Lao went back and forth.

   "Bury Mr. Mo as soon as possible, I don't like this old guy's body." Before leaving, Mr. Mo said.

  Chen Shen waved his hand. It is inappropriate to bury it directly now. We will talk about it later.

   It's not too much to lose the soul, his head still hurts, and this matter must be resolved as soon as possible.

  In the evening, Wang Lan, the master of destiny, did not come back. He probably went to read someone's face, but I don't know if it was palmistry or what.

  Early in the morning of the second day, Chen Shen simply tidied up and left the coffin shop.

   "Does Wang Lan count as a win? Zhang Qiang died. I went to Ziyuan with three apprentices who were going through the motions. I killed Mr. Mo, and soon he was about to practice kung fu and died suddenly.

  Maybe the coffin shop will be hers by then, it will be effortless? "

   While thinking, he took a carriage to Ziyuan.

  The city of Prince An's Mansion is very large, and flying inside the city is prohibited. No matter how noble one's status is, even the True Venerable Returner must walk obediently.

  The best means of transportation is a carriage.

  …

  Ziyuan is very grand, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles, built around the deepest part of the royal tomb hundreds of miles away.

   It is mainly a cemetery built for the luck of King An's Tomb, but it is all controlled by Prince An's Mansion, and Xianchao will not say anything.

  Chen Shen crossed a lush purple bamboo forest and came to the residential area of ​​Ziyuan.

  This is his first time here, and the last time he signed up for competitions was outside the Purple Garden.

   "Chen Shen!" A surprised voice sounded.

   Don't need him to ask the way, turn around and run around, the novice NPC will show up and lead the way.

   It is also Chen Shen's exclusive NPC.

   "Come with me, you are not familiar with this place."

  Xu Wenjing stood under an attic and greeted her.

   Then, Chen Shen followed this man to the courtyard of luck master Zhao Decai, introducing as he walked:

   "Whether it is a distinguished luck master or us apprentices, each has its own courtyard."

"There are a total of hundreds of luck masters and guards in the purple garden. Don't rush in, Chen Shen. Some of them are the courtyard territory of green birds and even purple crane level luck masters. If you offend them, even Master Zhao can't protect them." you."

   "By the way, our courtyard has been assigned, and you live next door to me." As she spoke, Xu Wenjing's pretty face flushed slightly.

   "..." Chen Shen, I'm afraid it wasn't on purpose.

   "Excuse me, how strong is the guard?"

   he asked suddenly.

   "At the beginning of the transformation of the gods, there were at most several Void Returning True Venerables, and it was even rumored that there was a peerless powerhouse sitting in the purple garden.

  However, they are only responsible for guarding the Purple Garden. The garden is very safe and no one dares to disturb it.

  Of course, if one day, you become a Zihe-level luck master, there will be ancestor-level guards to protect you until you die. "

   "Like a lofty golden-scale luck master, they are all true gods who open the way, very majestic."

   Speaking of this, Xu Wenjing whispered again: "I heard that the peerless powerhouse in Ziyuan is to protect a quasi-sage master in Ziyuan. It is rumored that that master is about to become a true dragon-level luck master."

   "However, these are far away from us, hey, we have already arrived at Zhao Teacher's courtyard."

   As she spoke, Xu Wenjing realized that she had arrived at Teacher Zhao Decai's yard, and her eyes were faintly disappointed.

  Zhao Decai was sitting on the stone table in the courtyard, closing his eyes and meditating.

  Behind him stood a handsome young man, the boy of this man.

   "Master Zhao!" Chen Shen came to Zhao Decai and nodded.

  The other party nodded slightly, opened his eyes and looked at the apprentices in the yard, got up and said:

   "Now that everyone is here, let me briefly talk about what you will follow me from now on."

  The ten apprentices lined up, listening to the green bird-level luck master say:

   "Ziyuan assigned you to practice under my sect. Although the time may not last long, it can be regarded as a dependent origin, and there is a cause and effect.

  However, I am only responsible for leading you in. What happens next depends on you.

  And I'm just a green bird-level luck master, I need to spend more time on myself, and I don't have much energy to guide you carefully..."

   "In the future, for the first ten days, I will preach for you for an hour every day. After ten days, it will be once every half a month. If you have any questions, you need to find me during the sermon. I will not waste the rest of the time for you."

   "After the sermon, it's your apprenticeship task. Each person needs to patrol the cemetery in the purple garden for four hours a day..."

   After talking about many matters, Zhao Decai began to talk about the way of Baiyan-level luck.

   I have to say that this luck master spoke very well, and many things that Chen Shen couldn't understand are now clear.

  If he is teaching in the Celestial Dynasty, this person will definitely have the opportunity to become a special teacher.

   It’s no wonder that the senior management of Ziyuan asked him to bring apprentices.

   "Tomorrow, we will start to inspect the cemetery. We can not only experience the luck formations of the masters at close range, but also need help to check whether some formations have been disclosed.

  Let my boy take you to your respective courtyards today, and familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment, but some places are not allowed to trespass, if you have any questions, ask my boy. "

  After the sermon was over, Zhao Decai gave some instructions, and asked the boy to take everyone to the residential area.

   But what Xu Wenjing said was true, she had indeed become Chen Shen's neighbor.

   However, it was not arranged in advance. Chen Shen saw the boy quietly grabbing the boy and handing him a storage bag. The boy burst into a smile...

  Ziyuan is very large and quiet. Chen Shen's courtyard is ten miles away, and only his neighbor Xu Wenjing is with him.

   Not bad, he likes such a quiet and undisturbed life.

  However, when Lu Changqing was his neighbor, Xu Wenjing lived next door.

  The two courtyards were originally separated by five miles, but she said that the courtyard was old and in disrepair and needed to be rebuilt.

   But Chen Shen clearly saw that the courtyard collapsed with the snap of the other party's fingers.

   "Fellow Daoist Chen Shen, please take care of me in the future." Xu Wenjing showed a sweet smile.

   Chen Shen sighed inwardly, it would be great if the person in front of him was replaced by Mu Xiaojin.

  He still misses his wife a lot.

  After the sermon ended on the second day, ten people followed the boy to the burial place.

   Hum!

  Chen Shen's Wang Qi technique was perfect, and the Zijin Shanhe technique was also involved. In the dark, he could feel the majestic purple energy.

   That was the oppressive luck in the royal tomb. With his brows open and his eyes wide open, through a fog, he vaguely saw a huge figure in the center of the royal tomb.

   "See, that's Yinglong. It's a cataclysmic dragon king hunted by the noble King An from the West Sea. It is specially used to suppress the luck of the southern region so as not to lose it."

  The boy asked everyone to open their eyes to observe some of the situation in the royal tomb.

   "Almost every royal tomb is suppressed by a dragon king. Rumor has it that there is a real dragon in the most noble royal tomb..."

  …

   "Receive the eyes of the sky, everything in the royal tomb is not something you should think about, now follow me to the Baiyan Qiyun Park."

  The treasure land of luck, from the outside to the inside, the closer to the royal tomb, the higher the level of the burial inscribed with the luck circle.

  Chen Shen and his party turned from the white goose level to the purple crane level treasure land.

   "There are three golden-scale tombs in the entire Ziyuan, which are the weakest positions in the royal tomb formation. However, such tombs are not for you to observe."

   Tour around, exactly, about four hours.

  Not all patrols by walking.

   On the way back, I also met the other 20 apprentices.

  Everyone stared and nodded slightly.

  Most of them are default relationship masters, and they know each other in the city.

  Before parting, the boy said again: "Everyone who entered Ziyuan belongs to the lineage of luck masters. I hope you will become Baiyan-level luck masters as soon as possible, so that you can leave the teacher earlier and establish your own family."

   "Chen Shen, you are very talented, but you should become a luck master earlier. The apprentices who have just graduated from the teacher have three white goose-level empty tomb places. This is bestowed by the palace, and all the proceeds from the transaction belong to me."

  Xu Wenjing said, she also has expectations.

   It is not so casual to be buried in the Purple Garden. Bidding and qualification verification are required.

  Even if it is a tomb engraved with the Baiyan-level luck formation, it will be sold at a sky-high price.

  In addition, there is a time limit for entering the tomb of Ziyuan. There are two time limits of 500 years and 1000 years.

  If they had been buried in the Purple Garden to absorb luck, the families of the younger generation would be unhappy, and they would be able to continue to be brilliant.

   And this situation is impossible. If it is buried permanently, where is the purple garden enough to bury it? How can the palace keep earning resources? Who will support the luck masters who have been maintaining the luck circle?

  …

   In the blink of an eye, Chen Shen has been in Ziyuan for five days.

   "If you don't preach today, follow me to the burial." Zhao Decai said to the ten people.

  He is a green bird-level luck master, of course, he often has business coming to his door.

   "After leaving the teacher, in addition to the quota of tombs allocated, subsequent burial transactions will be based on strength. The palace will specify the price of the tomb, and luck masters of the same level will compete with each other to obtain places according to their strength.

  Master Zhao has always been ranked in the top three among the green bird-level luck masters, and he has one or two opportunities to be buried almost every three months.

  At the same time, those who rank lower need to keep their graves constantly, and check the formation without making mistakes. Relatively, they earn very few resources.

   But within ten years, everyone will have a guaranteed quota. "

  The exclusive NPC quietly explained to the novice Chen Shen.

   "Didn't it mean to get the limelight?" The latter thought inwardly.

  He doesn't really like to appear holy in front of people, but Ziyuan uses this rule to arrange the candidates for burial, so it seems that it has to rely on hard power.

  The two of them were chatting, so they left the purple garden and came to the door.

  At the door, there were more than a dozen people waiting around a coffin.

   "Master Zhao, you are here." The leader on the opposite side smiled respectfully.

   "It's a pity that the True Honor has fallen." Zhao Decai said regretfully.

"It's just that the ancestor was unlucky. He left the territory of the Immortal Dynasty to meet his friends, but his blood was sucked dry by that evil peerless demon cultivator. If it weren't for the arrival of the peerless master from the Misty Immortal Sect, my ancestor's bones would not be safe." The man sighed and explained why.

   "The magic cultivator is really not simple. He was hunted down by Misty Immortal Sect for several years, and he dared to come out to harm the monks."

  Chen Shen instantly understood that the demon cultivator in that population was the peerless devil who killed hundreds of thousands of monks.

  He looked at Zhenzun's coffin, and his heart moved.

  Then, the other party brought the coffin and followed Zhao Decai into the Purple Garden.

   When he came to an empty tomb, Zhao Decai, under the witness of the other party, engraved the green bird luck circle on the coffin on the spot.

   "Look hard, study hard." He said something to Chen Shen and ten people, and then began to form the formation.

  …

   "Bury it." Half an hour later, Zhao Decai took a deep breath and said.

   "Go, fill your ancestors with soil, move briskly, don't destroy the magic circle." The person headed by the other party ordered.

   "Since we are true monks, we juniors should add a handful of soil to show our respect." Chen Shen said righteously.

   Under the astonished eyes of the other party, he took the shovel and added soil.

  The remaining nine people here also have strange eyes.

   "Not bad!" It was Zhao Decai who said:

   "Whether it is a master of luck formation or a true master of Taoism, they all practice under the way of heaven and strive for the destiny of heaven. They are also fellows, and they should be called friends of Taoism."

   Then, he also added a handful of soil.

   There was no other way, the luck apprentices all added soil with strange expressions.

  …

  【The burial was successful! 】

  【Obtain part of the spiritual root, gain immortal experience.

   Obtain the supernatural power: Dou Zhuan Xing Yi (Dacheng)! 】

   "Sure enough, it is worthy of being the True Venerable Returning to the Void. The top-grade spiritual root has started, and it is close to the top-grade spiritual root. It is very powerful!" Chen Shen said in his heart.

   After waiting for several years, I finally got a big harvest.

  His spiritual roots have grown, and his experience in immortality has reached the true revival of the void.

   That is to say, there is no bottleneck in the next breakthrough to the Supreme Being, and there is no need to open the way by yourself, there is already a wide road to the True Lord!

   Moreover, he also obtained a supernatural power of movement, Dacheng's star shift, five hundred miles in one step!

  With this supernatural power bonus, his speed has at least tripled.

   As worthy of the Immortal Dynasty, as worthy of the Purple Garden, none of the buried monks were weak.

  …

  Time passed in a blink of an eye, and a month later, Zhao Decai buried another true respecter.

   "It's wonderful, that's how it feels." After receiving the reward, Chen Shen was overwhelmed.

   Another high-grade spiritual root powerhouse, his spiritual root has obviously improved a bit.

   But he is the ultimate spiritual root, and there is a long way to go.

   "Chen Shen, do you know how many spirit stones Master Zhao earned this time?"

   On the way back, Xu Wenjing revealed the inside story to Chen Shen.

  After Wang An set the price, he bid according to this price, and most of the resources he earned went into the pocket of the air transporter.

   "A total of 80,000 high-grade spirit stones!" She said the amount, and she was shocked.

   "The palace will never lose money."

  Chen Shen added a sentence in his heart.

   "We have been following Master Zhao for five years, but we should work hard to study the formation and become a teacher as soon as possible in order to earn Lingshi resources."

   Xu Wenjing said again.

  Chen Shen nodded slightly.

  …

  Spring went to autumn, half a year later, among the 30 apprentices, the monk who won the first place at the beginning was promoted to the White Goose Luck Master first, and became self-reliant.

   "How could it be him? At the beginning, this person won the first place. There was a lot of moisture. I always thought that the most talented person was Chen Shen.

   But now it seems that Chen Shen is still worse than him. "

  Under Zhao Decai's disciples, nine apprentices discussed with each other.

  Everyone thought that the first person would be Chen Shen, but the result was unexpected.

   "Chen Shen, concentrate on it and don't get distracted." Even Zhao Decai couldn't help but encourage him.

   It seems that he agrees with everyone, but it turns out that he is wrong.

   "Chen Shen, come on, I believe in you." Xu Wenjing is still a little girl, supporting him wholeheartedly.

  …

  However, three months later, there were people who became teachers one after another, but Chen Shen was still not among them.

   "Could it be that this person is also determined by default, not because of his own talent?"

   "It's very possible. It's probably an apprentice with a lot of water, not even as good as us."

  Everyone started guessing and changed their minds, thinking that Chen Shen must have gone through the back door just like them.

   And there is a lot of moisture.

   "The original shape is revealed?" Zhao Decai was also puzzled, and looked at Chen Shen, who had closed his eyes and realized the Tao, in his courtyard, and whispered softly.

   "Don't care what others think of you, I still support you, but I'm going to be a teacher soon, you have to hurry up."

  Xu Wenjing upholds the tolerant attitude of NPCs, and does not judge people by talent or strength.

   Thanks to book friends: self-hanging southeast branch 0, heaven rewards diligence, brother not handsome (very handsome), book friend 160507162113247, and Zhongwu Yao for their monthly support.

   Special thanks to everyone.

   Today's word count is a bit short, so let's talk about the plot.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)