Chapter 62 Taoist Priest Duomu

After entering the stone house, Lu Cangli casually placed the white jade tablet on the stone table. After the three of them sat down and exchanged greetings for a while, the two of them explained their purpose.

Yun Hezi spoke first: "Fellow Daoist Wu, the three of us are old acquaintances. As old friends, I still have some advice for you. Others may not know, but I and Brother Lu know a little about your foundation. It is difficult for you to gain a foothold in this world of immortal cultivation alone. Why don't you take this opportunity to join the Loose Cultivator Alliance?"

Wu Yan's heart moved, but his face was indifferent. He looked up at Yun Hezi and Lu Cangli. Yun Hezi's expression was also quite enthusiastic. Lu Cangli just looked at Wu Yan with a little intention, as if he didn't care too much whether Wu Yan joined the Loose Cultivator Alliance or not.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, have you also joined the Loose Cultivator Alliance?" Wu Yan asked instead of answering. In fact, he was also confused about this matter. Although the two were cultivators from a cultivation family, as far as he knew, they were not wealthy. To be able to live in this valley, such expenses were not something that ordinary casual cultivators could afford.

"Haha, to be honest with you, the six major cultivation families in our Tianlang Country have all joined the Loose Cultivator Alliance. Moreover, I and Brother Lu are both representatives of the family and are listed as one of the six elders of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. As long as you are willing, I and Brother Lu are willing to guarantee you. It won't be long before you can become a deacon of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. Not only can you practice for free in this valley for a long time, but you can also enjoy the treatment of a deacon and accumulate some wealth." Yun Hezi looked at Wu Yan with a smile.

Wu Yan's face changed slightly, but he was obviously shocked by Yun Hezi's words. Could it be that, as Yun Hezi said, the Loose Cultivator Alliance has completely unified the entire Tianlang Country's casual cultivator world? If so, doesn't that mean that if he fails to stand out at the Buddha Conference, he will have to join the Loose Cultivators Alliance?

Yun Hezi was actually muttering in his heart, this kid in front of him really doesn't know what's good for him, how can he miss such a good opportunity? You are a small single cultivator, if you want to gain a foothold in this world of immortal cultivation, don't you find a backer, do you still want to be a lone ranger? It's really too self-important.

Yun Hezi naturally wouldn't say these words, and even the expression on his face would not reveal the slightest meaning in this regard. He was scared by Wu Yan's superb poison technique. When he thought about how he stood up for Xiong Yingtang and was almost poisoned to death by Wu Yan's strange poison, if he hadn't seen the opportunity early and lowered his face to ask for peace in advance, I'm afraid he would be dead or skinned now.

If such a person could be pulled into the Loose Cultivators Alliance by him, then he and Lu Cangli would have a great help in the future in the Loose Cultivators Alliance.

"Brother Wu, don't be embarrassed. If you want to join, just tell us two. If you don't want to join, just be happy. By the way, what do you plan to buy at the trade fair this time? Do you still have the Ziyang Pill? I want to buy some from you, but I wonder if you are willing to give them up?" Lu Cangli did not persuade Wu Yan to join the Loose Cultivator Alliance like Yun Hezi did, but shifted the topic to the trade fair.

After listening to Lu Cangli's words, Wu Yan felt that what he said was not bad. It was his own business to join or not. Did the Loose Cultivator Alliance force him to join? At most, he would sneak away after the trade fair was over. Would someone take the opportunity to kill him? If so, the Loose Cultivator Alliance was probably too overbearing. How could those sects allow them to be so rampant?

"Brother Lu, what are you talking about? You just helped me out, and I haven't thanked you yet. I wonder how many Ziyang Pills do you need, brother Lu?"

"Not much, I also bought them for my younger brother. He is now in the seventh level of Qi Refining, and he can use Ziyang Pills. Well, ten pills are enough. Here are two spiritual stones. Brother Wu, please keep them." Lu Cangli was straightforward and reached out to take the spiritual stones from his arms. He had done similar transactions with Wu Yan, so he naturally knew the price of Wu Yan's Ziyang Pills.

Wu Yan reached out to stop him, and at the same time took out a small jade bottle and handed it to Lu Cangli, saying: "Brother Lu, what are you talking about? These ten Ziyang Pills are my gift to Brother Lu. Thank you for helping me out just now. Haha, don't postpone it."

As he said that, Wu Yan directly stuffed the small jade bottle into Lu Cangli's hand. Lu Cangli smiled and didn't insist on postponing it.

Yun Hezi looked at Wu Yan with some interest, but Wu Yan didn't seem to notice his expression, and asked Lu Cangli about the trade fair.

In fact, there are basically no good things in this trade fair. At most, you can buy some low-level talismans, herb seeds, low-level magic tools, elixirs and the like.

After listening to Lu Cangli's introduction, Wu Yan showed a hint of disappointment on his face. But since he was here, Wu Yan would not be willing not to see it.

The three chatted for a while, and Yun Hezi and Lu Cangli got up to say goodbye. Wu Yan sent them out of the stone room. After the two bowed and said goodbye, they each took out their flying magic tools, but did not return to their own residences, but flew to the depths of the canyon.

Wu Yan did not care, returned to the quiet room, closed the stone door, sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and meditated silently.

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Yun Hezi and Lu Cangli left Wu Yan's quiet room and flew silently to a group of buildings in the canyon. That was the headquarters of the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

When they flew closer, they went down to the ground, collected the magic tools, and walked side by side to a bright big house. Outside the house, there were two cultivators at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining. After seeing the two men and bowing, one of them, a black-clothed teenager of about seventeen or eighteen years old, smiled and pushed the door open while saying to Lu Cangli: "Second brother, why are you here so late?"

Lu Cangli smiled at the black-clothed youth and said, "Just stand guard. Why are you asking so many questions?"

The black-clothed youth smiled embarrassedly, turned his head and stuck out his tongue, and let the two in.

The two entered the stone house and saw that all the elders and deacons had arrived, except for Senior Duoqian, so they each found their own seats and sat down.

In the middle of the house, there was a long stone table. The main seat on the north side was empty, which was obviously the seat of Taoist Duomu. With the main seat as the main seat, the six seats on the east side were all occupied by elders, and Lu Cangli was in the second place. The man closest to the main seat was a middle-aged man in purple clothes in his thirties, with three strands of long beard floating in front of his chest. He held a folding fan in his hand and dressed like a scholar, which was quite elegant. However, the middle-aged scholar in purple clothes had narrow eyes, and when he closed them occasionally, he looked evil and people dared not look at him.

Below Lu Cangli is a young woman in her twenties, with a beautiful face, but a hint of sluttiness between her eyebrows. She often peeks at the purple-robed middle-aged scholar with a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking very affectionate.

Below the young woman is Yun Hezi, and below Yun Hezi is a short young man who looks like a monkey. The young man's body is covered with very long yellowish hair, and he is wearing a fur coat, just like a wild ape that has just walked out of the primitive forest. Below this young man is a Taoist priest in his fifties with a weird appearance. He is weird because his nose is very big, almost occupying one-third of the whole face. The two nostrils are facing the sky, and the nose hair is almost connected to the beard on the thick lips.

These six people, from top to bottom, are naturally the representatives of the six major immortal cultivation families in Tianlang Country, Jiang, Lu, An, Yun, Yuan, and Linghu. The charming young woman representing the An family is also from the immortal cultivation family of Tianlang County. However, the An family used to be a cultivation family attached to the Jiang family, and they always kept a low profile, so not many people knew about it.

Opposite them, there were six cultivators with different clothes and appearances, Taoist priests, monks, farmers, scholars, boys, and female Taoist priests, and no two of them were the same. The lowest cultivation level was the three-foot-tall boy, who was at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage. The rest were at the ninth and tenth levels. These six people were the six deacons of the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

Only these twelve people could attend such an important meeting of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. The rest were miscellaneous disciples who helped manage the affairs of the valley. They were all loose cultivators who could live and practice here for free without being paid, so they were naturally not qualified to attend such meetings.

All twelve people sat silently in their respective seats, waiting for the mysterious multi-eyed Taoist priest.

Suddenly, a huge spiritual pressure swept through the house, and the twelve people all changed their faces slightly, bowed and stood up, and looked at the stone gate with respectful faces.

The disciple guarding outside the stone gate said respectfully: "Disciple welcomes senior! The elders and deacons have all arrived and are waiting for you, senior, please!"

The stone gate opened automatically, and a middle-aged Taoist priest with a purple-black face and a long beard walked into the big house with an indifferent expression. The Taoist priest's attire was very ordinary, with an old blue-gray Taoist robe wrapped around his slender body. He was very tall and thin, and looked like two bamboo poles supporting a Taoist robe.

The Taoist priest's eyes were strangely crimson, and he glanced at everyone. Everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Juniors, please meet senior Duo!"

The Taoist priest hummed, waved his skinny five fingers, indicating that everyone did not need to be polite, and he quietly walked to the main seat and sat down. After he sat down, everyone sat back one by one.

As soon as the Taoist priest entered the big house, everyone clearly felt a very depressed and strange feeling. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to forget the Taoist priest Duomu.

"Tomorrow is the big day of our Loose Cultivator Alliance Trade Fair. Have you all made arrangements?" Taoist Master Duomu narrowed his eyes and asked indifferently.

"Reporting to the senior, I have arranged everything according to the usual practice." Mo Buchou, the Taoist sitting in the first row on the west side, hurriedly stood up and replied respectfully, with a trace of undisguised flattery on his face. He first bowed to Taoist Master Duomu, then smiled and glanced at Lu Cangli and Yun Hezi, and then continued: "It's just that today a Taoist friend of the tenth level of Qi Refining Stage came. No matter how I invited him, he never agreed to join our alliance. I think this matter is quite strange, please make the decision. This person claims to be familiar with Taoist friends Lu and Yun, please tell the seniors about this person."

Everyone looked at Mo Buchou in surprise. This deacon who was ranked first was usually very smooth in dealing with people. Although he was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, he was superior to the other two deacons at the tenth level of Qi Refining. He was always valued by Taoist Duomu. Unexpectedly, he spoke with bad intentions and pushed this newly appeared casual cultivator to the forefront.

"Oh?" Taoist Duomu opened his eyes slightly, and his deep red eyes glanced in the direction of Lu Cangli and Yun Hezi, and said in a cold tone: "Is this true?"