Chapter 136 Token

"What is this sign? What is it for?"

Er Gouzi looked at the pattern printed on the paper and recognized it at a glance. It was the wooden sign related to Xu Feng.

"A wooden sign, although a bit old, is just a token.

It has important symbolic meaning to Daoxuan Sect, but it is useless to outsiders."

Jiu Xing Taoist explained casually.

"Oh, it turned out to be a token of the sect!"

"It's a pity that I haven't seen it. If I pick it up someday, I will definitely return it to you."

Er Gouzi shook his head regretfully, saying that he had never seen it.

If it was a few years ago, he would be nervous and blush when telling a lie, and he would have to think about it before he could say it.

Now, since he has read so many books, he can use lies easily. The books of sages are not read in vain.

He guessed that Daoxuan Sect asked Qingfengzi to invite him a few days ago, and it must be for this wooden sign.

The invitation failed, and now they are here to discuss the deal. This wooden sign should not be simple.

It can't just be a token with symbolic meaning.

Since the other party doesn't tell the truth, he certainly won't tell the truth either.

"I came here with sincerity this time. If Zhang Daoyou picks it up, we are willing to exchange it with treasures."

"Our sect can exchange this wooden sign with you for a technique that can be cultivated to the Jindan stage. How about it?"

When Jiuxing Taoist spoke, he stared at Er Gouzi with a burning gaze.

Er Gouzi was calm. The back wall of this house was Shekou Mountain.

With Chang Ling'er watching him, if he was in danger, the big snake could reach out.

"Of course it's good, but it's a pity that such an important token of your sect could never fall into my hands."

"Alas! I'll tell you the truth."

Seeing that Er Gouzi still didn't admit it, Jiuxing Taoist sighed and said.

"This is an important token of the Daoxuan Sect that was lost. We just found some information about it two years ago."

"It turned out to be in the hands of a cult monk."

"We were planning to trade with this cult monk, but he coveted the foundation-building pill of fellow Daoist and was swallowed by the big snake on the mountain."

"I guess the wooden sign he carried with him should have fallen into the hands of fellow Daoist."

"Ah? So that's the case!"

Er Gouzi was surprised when he heard this.

"I really didn't know that the big snake actually swallowed such an important thing."

"Now it's difficult."

"Even if this big snake swallowed the magic weapon flying sword into its stomach, it would refine it completely, leaving no residue."

"If fellow Daoist doesn't believe it, you can feed it a magic weapon flying sword now and let it swallow it."

Jiu Xing Taoist heard this and was half-believing and half-doubting.

After all, he had heard that the snake was extremely powerful, and swallowing a few foundation-building monks was like eating radishes and cabbages.

"Please keep an eye on it, Fellow Daoist Zhang. The material of that wooden sign is extraordinary and may not be refined by the snake demon."

"Okay, I'll have someone send it to you when this snake poops.

See if you can find some debris inside and piece it together."

The two chatted for a long time. Er Gouzi refused to admit that he had the wooden sign. If you don't believe it, you can go to the big snake to verify it yourself.

How could the Taoist Jiuxing dare to get close to the big snake? He could only say goodbye and leave, leaving a way to contact them before leaving.

Since the Taoist Jiuxing left this time, Daoxuan Sect has never come to Er Gouzi again.

Er Gouzi didn't care about this matter anymore. He practiced alchemy in the mountains every day and occasionally went down the mountain to check the progress of the autumn harvest.

The first big harvest came from the hundreds of thousands of acres of land in his hands.

The golden grain was piled up as high as a mountain.

A rough estimate is that the harvest from his own fields this year, plus the rent collected, is at least more than 200,000 stones.

He doesn't have to pay taxes now, and after deducting the food expenses for his subordinates, he can still have at least hundreds of thousands of stones of grain left.

With so much grain, his warehouses are all full, but still can't hold it.

He can only temporarily fill up the houses where everyone lives.

At the same time, several granaries are built to store grain.

Everyone has just come out of hunger, and they cherish food very much. Seeing the piles of food, they are all happy from the bottom of their hearts.

After the autumn harvest, it is the slack season again.

This winter, there is no worry about food and drink. Er Gouzi asked his subordinates to spend most of their time and energy on cultivation.

Now there are dozens of people who have cultivated to the Qi training stage, and there are hundreds of others who are at the threshold of breaking through to the Qi training stage.

Among them is Huang Laocai's son Huang Fugui, who has been following Er Gouzi to forge iron, and now he has successfully broken through to the Qi training stage.

Huang Laocai also has a younger son named Huang Mancang, who practices martial arts in the Zhengwu Hall in the county town and successfully passed the martial arts examination some time ago.

Originally, passing the exam to become a Wu Xiucai was a great honor for the family.

But when he returned to the village in glory, he found that he was a little too much of a Wu Xiucai.

Not only could he not beat Huang Fugui, who had a lame leg.

Even the farmers who worked in the fields under Er Gouzi, and the young wives who washed clothes, cooked and cooked, could defeat him, a Wu Xiucai, with one hand.

A few days ago, he saw a runny-nosed child eating candy, and he wanted to go up and play with the child.

Unexpectedly, he was pinned to the ground and beaten by the runny-nosed child.

After beating Huang Mancang, the child wiped his nose with his new clothes.

Huang Mancang looked at his messy hair, torn new clothes, and snot on his clothes...

Wu Xiucai's face was completely gone.

He once fell into self-doubt.

Could it be that his reputation as Wu Xiucai was bought by his father with money behind his back...

At the same time, Er Gouzi also made some progress during this period.

Not long after the autumn harvest, Er Gouzi's cultivation level also broke through from the seventh level of Qi training to the eighth level.

His strength has advanced a lot, and he can build a foundation with two more levels.

Just a few days ago, Yang Tie brought a letter.

It turned out that he had been promoted and transferred away, and asked him to take care of himself.

The letter also reminded him to try not to provoke the Xia family.

If he did not intend to curry favor with the Xia family, he should not let any handle fall into the hands of the Xia family, and try not to completely tear his face.

Because the Xia family knew that Er Gouzi was protected by the King of Qi.

As long as both sides can get along, the Xia family should not make things too difficult for Er Gouzi, and there is no need to offend the King of Qi.

At the same time, Yang Tie also warned Er Gouzi that if he offended the Xia family to death, it would be best to leave Qingzhou as soon as possible.

At least don't let the Xia family catch the handle in the open.

Er Gouzi put away Yang Tie's letter and fell into deep thought.

He and Yang Tie didn't have much friendship, but the other party took care of him so much for Ji Cang's face, which was considered to be the most benevolent.

Moreover, in the few contacts between the two, Yang Tie taught Er Gouzi a lot of things.

The content that Yang Tie taught was something he had never come into contact with before and had never seen in books.

It opened his eyes to the officialdom and the ways of the world.

He didn't plan to be an official. After Yang Tie left, the two might have no intersection in the future.

If there is a chance in the future, he still has to repay Yang Tie for this favor.

A few months later, winter turned to spring again.

Er Gouzi grew another year older and is now 21 years old.

He has not gone out much in the past few months, and has been practicing in the mountains.

Perhaps he has seen the power of the big snake, and no evil cult monks have come to cause trouble in recent months.

After all, if you can see a little hope of success, that is called adventure, and if there is no hope of success, it is equivalent to directly sending yourself to death.

If you don't want to live, there are many ways to die, and there is no need to be buried in the belly of a snake.

After the big snake revived, because it ate a lot of vegetable people, the aura of the whole body became much stronger.

It is a bit regrettable that the big snake, like Chang Ling'er, cannot leave Shekou Mountain.

If you force yourself to leave the mountain, you will become weaker and weaker.

Last time, because of the autumn harvest, there was too much food, and he didn't even have a cow or a horse, so he could only let the big snake go outside and carry some food back for him.

I didn't expect that this guy would be so weak after leaving Shekou Mountain, and he became weaker and weaker.

He was exhausted after just one day's work, so he had to let the big snake return to the mountain to recuperate.

After recuperating for several days, the big snake recovered.

However, Er Gouzi still felt that even if the big snake was weak, it was still a snake demon after all, much stronger than cattle and horses.

When the spring ploughing next year comes, we still have to let the big snake do some work. We can't just eat and live for free.

"Because there is a formation on this mountain, if one day you can completely refine the magic weapon, you can let me and the snake go to a farther place and find food for ourselves."

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