"Master, those Taoist friends outside have been waiting for several days, how should we arrange it?"

Seeing Xie Duanyang open his eyes and finish the exercise, Xin Ruyin, who was standing beside him, took the opportunity to ask.

Wan Qingxue on the side knew that the two parties were close and distant, so she did not ask, but she still cast a curious look.

Five days have passed since the foundation building rally ended.

Duanmuhua and the other three hurriedly said goodbye to Xie Duanyang as soon as the banquet was over, and returned to the sect and family headquarters.

As for the other monks attending the meeting, most of them also set off one after another.

But there are still many monks who stay and are unwilling to leave.

Their idea is very simple.

After seeing Xie Duanyang's magical cultivation, facing monks from the three major forces, his magnanimity is still as good as that of others, or even better.

After making such a generous move.

These casual cultivators feel that this is their opportunity, and they deliberately want to become my disciples and use them as their wings.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Xie Duanyang has some servants and maids here.

But they are all mortals, and there are only a few true disciples, so they are obviously not enough to take care of such a huge foundation.

If you come over here, you will definitely be reused.

And since the other party started this meeting and summoned the casual cultivators from all over, I guess they had this intention in mind.

Regarding their request, Xie Duanyang neither agreed nor objected.

I just sealed the door of the cave, closed my eyes, breathed in and practiced, and allowed those people to kneel down outside the cave. This was regarded as a preliminary test.

If you can't hold on for a few days, there is no need to stay.

"Has fellow Taoist Ning Nagano left yet?"

After releasing his spiritual consciousness, Xie Duanyang asked knowingly, "How many people are there outside?"

Ning Changye is a lonely man, so there is no need to think about recruiting Xie Duanyang.

Therefore, he did not say goodbye directly like the other three people, but stayed to discuss with Qi Yunxiao the next magical weapon to be refined.

Hundreds of monks gathered at this banquet. Although their cultivation levels were not very high, Ning Nagano also got a few good things from it, which were just right for his own use.

In fact, he can start a fire now, but he attaches great importance to this magical weapon that he may have to carry with him for decades.

Even before the golden elixir, I didn’t plan to replace or eliminate it. I was determined to design it as perfectly as possible.

"Master Qi, there are forty-three people outside, ranging from the early stage of Qi training to the thirteenth level."

There were supposed to be more than seventy people, but they couldn't bear the test of being left out these days, so some people left one after another.

There were also some people who were impatient and irritable. Xin Ruyin, who was watching on the sidelines, remembered them in his mind and secretly activated the formation to drive them out.

"Almost."

Xie Duanyang nodded, stood up, cast a spell to open the ban, and walked out of the cave.

The two women hurriedly followed, and even Qi Yunxiao hurried over after receiving the transmission note.

The monks use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to temper their bodies. Although they are lighter and stronger than ordinary people.

But if you don't practice special skills, just in terms of strength of your muscles and bones, you can't compare to those who practice martial arts.

To express their determination, they knelt down outside the cave for five days. Except for a few six or seven people with profound magical power, most of them had stagnant Qi and blood, their muscles were sore and numb, and their eyes were not as lively and lively as they were at the beginning.

Seeing Xie Duanyang appear, the crowd became a little commotion, wondering if their sincerity had impressed this senior.

Waving his sleeves, the magic power surged out without reservation.

Then everyone felt a huge force falling on them and stood up involuntarily.

"Qu wants to build a market in Luanhua Mountain to exchange goods and services, but the number of people in his family is too small to complete it alone.

I wonder if fellow Taoists would be willing to lend a hand?"

Xie Duanyang didn't talk nonsense and went straight to tell his plans.

Hearing this, the group of casual cultivators couldn't help but whisper to each other and started discussing one after another.

Xie Duanyang did not stop him, but looked at their expressions with interest.

Some people hold on to the idea of ​​joining Xie Duanyang's family for so many days, and most of them are ascetic monks.

He was not interested in opening a business, so he immediately looked disappointed after hearing this.

But more people are secretly excited.

They just want to find a supporter. In fact, they are used to living a free life as casual cultivators and do not want to be restricted by too many rules.

What's more, if the market is really built and put into operation, there will be a lot of oil and water involved.

The hard days in the past are nothing like the same.

Xie Duanyang's words are in line with their ideas.

"Zhongying, from today on, you will stay in the mountains and do not need to stay in the secular world. You will take charge of all the matters in the city on my behalf."

Summoning Xie Zhongying, who was the most trusted and most suitable to do this, Xie Duanyang said casually.

As for shopkeeper Lin, he was once again assigned to be Xie Zhongying's deputy to help manage everything.

"Young man, please obey your master's orders!"

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Xie Zhongying knelt down and kowtowed eight times before standing up.

I didn’t even bother to dust my knees, I just looked around.

Although he is just a mortal, with the help of Xie Duanyang’s power and experience over the years.

His momentum is not weak at all, and he even seems to be superior to the monks in front of him, which is completely different from his previous careful and respectful appearance.

This power is secondary, but just like being assigned to deliver invitations, it shows the degree of trust one has in the host's heart.

What's more, this is exactly in line with Xie Zhongying's expectations.

He is several years younger than Xie Duanyang, but he is still in his thirties.

As a mortal, he does not have long left in his golden peak.

Although the eldest son already possesses spiritual roots as expected, his qualifications are somewhat inferior after all, and his number is also somewhat less.

However, Xie Zhongying traveled to several countries, and his mind had already been tempered. He quickly gave up his imagination and began to do what he should do seriously.

I saw him taking out a booklet and a fine pen from his arms, and began to inquire in detail about the monks' cultivation and specialties recorded in the records.

"I dare to ask Senior Qu, if I don't join in the construction of Fangshi, will I be unable to stay in Luanhua Mountain?"

Old Taoist Qingxiao and the other four cultivators looked at each other several times, and finally couldn't help it, and bravely stood up.

He is old and has no hope of building a foundation on his own.

I just hope that the two young apprentices I have accepted can pass on what I have learned, and naturally I am not willing to join other people's disciples.

However, Xie Duanyang wanted to build a large-scale construction project and open a market here, making it clear that he wanted to run this place into his own family.

In this case, they who originally lived outside Luanhua Mountain seemed to be an eyesore.

Others don't care, maybe they are eager to hug this thick thigh, but Master Qingxiao is different.

"Luanhua Mountain is so big, how can Qu's family monopolize it?"

Although there is a huge gap between the opponent's cultivation and his own, Xie Duanyang's tone is particularly calm.

"You can open a cave outside Fangshi, but the spiritual energy here is disordered and is not conducive to practice. You should have the deepest understanding.

But if the cave is built in this sect and is protected by a large array of mountains and rivers, the spiritual energy will naturally be tamed and will not be invaded by the miasma."

As he spoke, Xie Duanyang's tone became gentler.

"Even if you fellow Taoists feel that the market is noisy and the merchant atmosphere is too strong, and you don't want to get involved, there is no need to leave in a hurry.

The aura of Luanhua Mountain is quite good. If there were no miasma, hundreds of acres of spiritual fields could be opened up.

Fellow Taoists might as well rent a few acres and plant Linggu medicinal materials

Every year, apart from paying a share for the consumption of the Landscape Formation, the rest of the harvest belongs to yourself.

I can also communicate with other colleagues on weekdays. Isn’t it better than the hard work of running around?"

The small number of people under Xie Duanyang’s sect has always been a problem.

Even with the help of the power of the formation, the entire Luanhua Mountain can be controlled.

But if you want to develop it, it is beyond your ability, otherwise it will definitely affect your practice.

But with a group of casual tenants here, all troubles can be easily solved.

While they were planting Linggu herbs, they were also sorting out the luck of the landscape and turning evil spirits into spiritual energy.

It's just that this method requires a steady flow of water, and a drop of water can penetrate the stone. It has to be accumulated over time, and it will take ten or twenty years to see the results.

Compared with the immediate effect of the formation, it is ingenious and long-lasting, and it can also improve the formation.
To be continued...