Chapter 851 Operations

The monk looked doubtfully at the dilapidated Taoist temple in front of him.

Letter to:

"Jade True View."

The brackets and cornices are so impressive.

However, the monk was even more confused.

He arrived exactly according to the map on the token.

Why is it that what comes into view is a Taoist temple, instead of a majestic hall like the Sea Whale Gang, or a spectacular and wide port?

Since it was this place, the monk did not hesitate to walk across the threshold and step into this Taoist temple that looked a little dilapidated.

"Wait!"

"Who are you? You dare to break into Yuzhen Temple without permission."

A boy guarding the door jumped out and blocked the monk's way.

The young man looked the monk up and down and said seriously: "This is the territory of my Jade Gold Gang. Please don't make it difficult for me, senior."

He said and arched his hands.

He seemed to sense that the monk with dark gold eyes was not someone to be trifled with, but he spoke loudly without any fear.

"That's great. What I'm looking for is the 16th branch of the Yujin Gang. Take me there quickly."

"Senior who is?"

The monk immediately took out the token and said: "I am the master of the sixteenth hall, Meng Zhi!"

The boy immediately knelt down on the ground and saluted, "I don't know if you are the master of the hall, but you deserve to die if you bump into you."

"No gift."

Meng Zhi helped the boy up and said with a smile: "Don't you blame me if you don't know? You only fulfill your duties faithfully. How can I blame you?"

"Let's go, let's take me to the branch hall. I'm planning to show off my skills and see if my sixteenth class is as strong as I imagined."

"grown ups."

"This is the sixteenth branch."

The boy said tremblingly.

"What?!"

Meng Zhi was furious and picked up the boy.

The aura of the Great True Lord burst out.

He suspected that this boy was playing a trick on him, or was someone sent by other hall masters to deliberately embarrass you, otherwise why would he say this.

This is the majestic Yujin Gang, and the Sea Whale Gang is a big gang that is not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

The boy hurriedly explained: "Sir, please calm down. Don't you know that before you came, the Yujin Gang only had fifteen gangs? After you came, there was a sixteenth gang. I also only had fifteen gangs last night."

I know about your taking office."

"Why don't you come here to clean Yuzhen Temple so early in the morning?"

Meng Zhijiang took a deep breath, put the boy down, and said secretly: "Damn old fox, please do it with me!"

Yu Haofeng used a token of favor to tie him up and gave him a chance to save his life. In the end, the favor of saving his life was settled without paying anything.

Moreover, he also roped in a genius with a clean background.

It's basically a worthless business.

However, Mengzhi did not say anything.

Tu Shanjun looked indifferent, he had already expected that it would not be that simple.

Just because Yu Haofeng could find out Meng Zhi's heels in one afternoon and take the initiative to cover it up shows that he is a shrewd person. How could a shrewd person ignore such trivial matters?

We will definitely arrange everything as much as possible.

…

Mengzhi asked: "What is your name?"

Chen Zhizai cupped his hands and said: "The younger one's name is Chen Zhizai, he is in the middle stage of Jindan."

"How many people are there in my Jade Truth Temple?"

"have no idea."

"How much territory do I have?"

"Not sure."

"How much power do I have?"

Chen Zhizai still shook his head.

Looking at this middle-aged man who was confused, Meng Zhi patted his forehead and said: "Find all the monks in the temple, I want to confirm."

"By the way, bring the account books, all the land deeds belonging to Yuzhen Temple, and... what other hall masters generally own, and you can help me analyze it."

…

Meng Zhi, who was sitting on a wicker chair, flipped through the account books in his hands.

The quality of an organization can be intuitively seen from the account books. Unless it is a fake account prepared by a master, any monk with some brains can get what he wants from it.

However, Meng Zhi kept frowning.

It's not that the account book is fake, this is a real account book, but this account book is simply pitiful.

Except for Yuzhen Temple and a fourth-level spiritual territory, he has nothing.

Look at the crooked monks standing in the courtyard. They are all unwanted abandoned sons of various families.

Meng Zhi's frown deepened.

Those who didn't know better thought he had entered a refugee camp. No, refugee camps were better. What he walked into was clearly a military camp.

Meng Zhi counted the more than 290 monks with his fingers, walked to the wicker chair behind him, covered his face with the account book, and said in deep thought: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not too bad, I still have

A fourth-level spiritual vein, as long as such a spiritual vein exists, a lot of things can be accomplished."

Everyone looked at each other, and one of the short monks with a mustache said, "Sir, you haven't yet."

Meng Zhi sat up suddenly when he heard that the interests were related.

Staring at the mustached monk, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"The spiritual veins haven't been distributed yet. The person who controls the large and small spiritual vein caves of the gangs is the third hall master, known as the Sun-Swallowing Toad. He is the master who can only enter but not get out." The mustached monk did not want to dampen the new hall master's interest.

Not to mention that the new hall master relies on spiritual veins for food, they also have to rely on spiritual veins for food, and they can't do it without saying anything.

A monk is never an independent individual. Without a strong spiritual back-up, cultivation would be a problem.

Meng Zhi had known about this for a long time. When he was a child, he was full of longing for spiritual practice. "Immortals" can drink dew and feed their souls, and are no longer troubled by grains. I heard that powerful monks can live without eating or drinking.

When I truly reached my cultivation level, I realized that every step I took was burning spiritual stones.

Wealth couple, law and land, both are indispensable.

To sum it up, it’s just two words: money and food.

‘Immortals’ just no longer eat ordinary food, but immortals also have immortal food.

Now, Meng Zhi is worried about "food". He is about to tear through this thin account book, but he can't find the spiritual stone.

There was no money or food in the account book, and there was nothing substantial in his hands. Even the fourth-level spiritual vein that was supposed to be his was withheld. Meng Zhi looked at the mustached monk and asked, "What is your name?"

"Little Feng Zhu."

"Why did you come to Xindang?"

"I offended someone."

Meng Zhi nodded slightly.

He knew at a glance that the other party had offended someone.

Otherwise, it would not be someone with golden elixir cultivation who would be sent here.

There are more than 290 people in the courtyard, and only this person and Chen Zhizai are in the golden elixir realm. The rest are either building foundations or practicing Qi, ranging from octogenarians to teenagers with poor talents.

Some of them are missing arms and legs, and they really deserve to be described as "old, weak, sick and disabled".

"okay, I get it."

"Feng Zhu and Chen Zhizai stay, the others should disperse."

Mengzhi waved his hand.

Everyone left, leaving Feng Zhu and Chen Zhizai alone.
To be continued...