After all, the world is vast, and the influence of the book "Huangquan" is gradually spreading. It is better for those who can fly in the clouds, but it is slower for humans.
However, this situation has improved greatly now.
In the Yucui Mountains of Jizhou, after going deep into the mountains for a while, in an area where the original mountain road was about to be cut off, a large convoy was moving slowly forward.
Some of the carts were ox carts, and some were horse carts. The wheels of the ox carts occasionally rolled deep into the mud when passing through some muddy ground, which obviously showed that the carts were dragging heavy objects.
In addition to the unarmored masters of the Dazhen Sect, there were also several officials who looked like scholars and three Heavenly Masters from the Heavenly Masters Department traveling along with the convoy.
At this moment, the two public officials who were far ahead found that the road ahead was blocked. One of them immediately used his lightness skills to rush back quickly and landed in front of the first carriage.
"Master Qian, Master Zhao, the mountain road ahead has come to an end. Should we ask the convoy to stop?"
The civil servant in the car and the Taoist priest on the side were both reading books. When they heard the report from their subordinates, they both put down their books. The Taoist priest opened the window and looked outside, then nodded slightly to the civil servant on the side, stood up and walked out of the car.
"You don't have to stop, just keep going forward. Watch out for other vehicles, as the road ahead may be bumpy."
"yes!"
Master Zhao walked forward, then jumped lightly, as if using the wind to gain leverage, and soon overtook the servants who were leading the way in front and reached the front.
The mountain path has ended, and there are some weeds at the end. Further ahead is an ups and downs area with some rocks, but they are not big, so it should be possible to drive for a while.
Ignoring the inquiring looks from the officers beside him, Master Zhao crossed the mountain path and walked forward. The officers had no choice but to speak loudly to the ones behind them.
"Hurry up and catch up. One person from each car should lead the cattle and horses to prevent them from running away."
"Watch the horses and cattle! Watch the horses and cattle!"
As the officers continued to shout, vehicles slowly drove out of the mountain road and moved forward on the bumpy hills.
Master Zhao Tianshi in the front walked for half a quarter of an hour, and now there was really no road ahead. There were only big rocks, and the surrounding mountains were also extremely rugged.
But before the officer could come to ask, Master Zhao walked up to one of the huge rocks and bowed.
"I am Zhao Jiang, a disciple of Yu Huai Shan. I am leading the Da Zhen convoy passing through. I hope you can give me some convenience. Here is the document."
Master Zhao took out a hardcover document from his sleeve, and after opening it, he saw a few lines of words written on the first folded page, and it was also stamped with the Dazhen seal.
After Master Zhao showed the document, a white light appeared on the stone, and then a slight "rumbling" sound began to appear around it, and the big stones began to tremble slightly.
The next moment, the rocks blocking the road began to roll over, the big ones rolled aside, the small ones gathered together, and in the surprised eyes of the people in the caravan at the rear, a complete and apparently very solid stone road appeared before their eyes.
Tianshi Zhao put away the document, bowed to the big stone again with a smile, and then gave an order to the back.
"Now there is a road, hurry up and follow. We are not far from Yuzhao Peak. Over there is the Immortal Family Ferry. Everyone follow closely and remember not to make any noise, but don't be too restrained either."
The people behind came to their senses and quickly followed the order, leading the carriage and horses.
This newly appeared road was surprisingly smoother than the previous mountain road. It went deeper into Yucui Mountain and then extended around a mountain that was not high but very huge.
In the crowd's sight, some other people going up the mountain also appeared one after another. Some were carrying bags and traveling with others, while others were traveling alone. However, all their attention was attracted by the huge convoy. Until they reached the top of the mountain, the convoy was the most eye-catching existence.
Then, most people in the convoy, as well as those who were also visiting Yuzhao Peak for the first time, were stunned.
In the thin clouds, on the top of a mountain deep in the Yucui Mountains, there is actually a large complex of buildings. Some of the buildings are very beautiful with colorful lights. Farther out in the clouds, there seem to be two huge ships anchored in the clouds, one is simple but heavy, and the other is crystal clear like a white jade sculpture.
"The ship... is flying in the air?"
"This is the Immortal Port!"
Many people in the convoy were shocked and sighed, but the convoy did not stop. Instead, it slowly drove into Xiangang. The cargo on their cars was all books, and they were the six volumes of "Huangquan" which were now very popular in Dazhen and even in the surrounding countries.
The "Huangquan" books that are out of stock everywhere in Dazhen, but here there is a whole huge fleet of goods. If those who want to buy them but can't get them knew about this, they would definitely go crazy. However, these books also have their own mission, which is to be sent to all states in the world.
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Zhao, I've been waiting for you here for a long time!"
As soon as the convoy reached the top of Yuzhao Peak, Wei Wuwei, who still looked plump even though he had already started practicing Taoism, came up to greet them with a few people, bowing as he walked.
Although Wei Wuwei's cultivation was not high, and he had not even been able to cultivate the realm of intention, let alone condense the alchemy furnace, he could still refer to some basic immortal cultivation books of Yu Huaishan. However, he was never considered a person of Yu Huaishan and could only be considered a "tutor" to his own child. But Wei Yuansheng had grown up a long time ago, and Yu Huaishan never drove him away. Now Wei Wuwei was taking advantage of this platform to show his talents.
Speaking of which, Wei Wuwei can be regarded as an absolute anomaly among immortal cultivators. As an immortal cultivator, he still does not forget the Wei family's business. He studies the ways of business more and more deeply, and enjoys himself. Even his clothes are different from those of ordinary immortal cultivators. He just likes to wear more luxurious clothes.
Even over the years, Wei Wuwei's main achievement in cultivating immortals was based on himself. He asked his son Wei Yuansheng and Yangming Zhenren to help him refine a large golden copper coin as a magic weapon, which he would often hold in his hand and play with.
When ordinary immortal cultivators see Wei Wuwei, their first reaction would definitely not be to think that this person is a fellow Taoist, nor does he look like someone from a family of officials or scholars. The only thing that would come to mind at first glance is that he is extremely wealthy and powerful.
Wei Wuwei's cultivation is slow, but that's also because his energy is not entirely focused on cultivating immortals. In fact, his self-awareness is very clear. He has long seen over the years that his own character is actually contrary to the immortal path, at least it is not compatible with the immortal path of a high level. Although there are many such immortals, Wei Wuwei does not like to be neither high nor low.
Even so, Wei Wuwei was not negligent in his cultivation of immortals. It was just that in the eyes of the immortals who had some friendship with him, the head of the Wei family was not doing his job properly because there were too many things he was not negligent about and his areas of interest were too broad.
Wei Wuwei often visited some local gods, mountain gods, and even ghost gods, and seemed to be very interested in Shintoism.
He often read all night long, like a scholar, the great works of literature and the great sages of literature.
At the same time, he was also busy with the construction of Yuhuai Mountain Fairy Port, as well as the route planning of the boundary ferry and the rotation planning of the monks. He also frequently interacted with various fairy gates to publicize the affairs of Yuzhao Peak.
They also had to go to various fairy ports to arrange for the opening of treasure pavilions. It seemed that there was no great business, and it was even more impossible to compete with the Lingbaoxuan and other behemoths that were becoming more and more famous and large in scale. It was just good to occupy a place;
Wei Wuwei did not even neglect the Wei family's worldly business, and occasionally even considered opening up trade routes to other continents, and he would do it himself.
Of course, Wei Wuwei also absolutely puts the things that Ji Yuan asked him to do first.
It was hard for the people in Yuhuaishan to imagine how Wei Wuwei could have so much energy and how he could squeeze out so much time to do these things. It was as if he cultivated immortality just to squeeze out time for sleep.
Just because of Wei Wuwei's astonishing situation, even the Yuhuaishan monks with the highest cultivation level, and people from other immortal sects who know the head of the Wei family, will not easily underestimate him even if they cannot figure it out, because people who know Wei Wuwei know that he is a smart man, a man who knows very well what he wants to do and should do, and will not waste his life.
If Ji Yuan knew all about Wei Wuwei's situation, he would inevitably praise him as a master of time management.
So when facing this different kind of man who seemed to have been useless in his cultivation for many years, Zhao Jiang did not dare to be negligent at all. He quickly stepped forward and solemnly returned the greeting.
"Master Wei, I haven't seen you for a few years. Master Wei is still as charming as ever!"
"Hahahaha, Senior Brother Zhao, you are too kind. With my little Taoist skills, I am nothing but a waste in the eyes of some people. Come on, all the carriages and horses, please go to my pavilion to rest!"
Wei Wuwei had a signature smile, with his eyes narrowed when he smiled, making him look harmless, but no one in the mortal martial arts world back then dared to think so.
"Okay, thank you, Patriarch Wei."
Zhao Jiang smiled and greeted Wei Wuwei respectfully, and asked the convoy behind to catch up. Seeing several Dazhen officials on the car, although they were minor civil servants, Wei Wuwei still saluted and greeted them one by one.
Wei Wuwei's current identity is not ordinary, and he has been secretly planning big things along the path that Ji Yuan pointed out to him. Now, even when facing a master like Ju Yuanzi, he is not out of breath or his heart is beating fast. Even when facing immortal cultivators with lower cultivation, monsters, or even mortals, as long as they do not offend him, he will be absolutely polite and courteous, and make people feel absolutely sincere.
"By the way, Senior Brother Zhao, I heard that you have a very good magical power called Controlling Spirits, which allows you to use spiritual energy that exceeds the upper limit of your own cultivation level?"
Wei Wuwei continued chatting with Zhao Jiang as they walked.
"That's true, but it's not as magical as outsiders think. As the saying goes, water and fire are merciless. Controlling spirits is far more difficult than controlling water and fire. The spiritual energy you control can only help your own immortal skills and create a greater momentum, but it lacks a lot of flexibility."
"oh!"
Wei Wuwei nodded and smiled again.
"Wei has an unwelcome request. I hope to buy a few Spirit Controlling Techniques from Senior Brother Zhao. The reward will definitely satisfy Senior Brother Zhao."
“How many times?”
Zhao Jiang was a little surprised. Wei Wuwei must understand the rules of the immortal way, so he definitely did not buy the practice method of the Spirit Control Method. But what did he mean by buying it several times? How many times did he want Zhao Jiang to help him
As if he knew what Zhao Jiang was thinking, Wei Wuwei explained with a smile.
"In the past few years, Wei has also figured out... well, it can be considered a magical power. If the other party is willing and the deal can be made, Wei can buy some special things, such as Brother Zhao's spirit control method. Oh, by the way, Brother Zhao just needs to cast a spell on my copper coin."
Zhao Jiang frowned. This big golden copper coin was as big as a teacup lid. It could be considered Wei Wuwei's magic weapon, but how could the magical power of the magic weapon be considered his own
However, Wei Wuwei did not say much. This copper coin was a magic weapon and was extremely special. It was more of a symbol of transaction. The magic weapon was connected to the heart. Although Wei Wuwei did not have the artistic conception and alchemy furnace of an immortal cultivator, he also had his own way.
In the end, Zhao Jiang did not refuse Wei Wuwei's request. Although he did not intend to ask for any reward, Wei Wuwei still gave Zhao Jiang some water essence as a reward. Zhao Jiang needed to cast spells on the golden copper coins several times. As for how many times, it was up to Zhao Jiang himself.
A moment later, somewhere outside Yuzhao Peak, Zhao Jiang concentrated his mind and cast a spell, drawing spiritual energy from all directions to gather and transform it into a dancing spiritual wind, carrying light and flowing towards a large golden copper coin suspended in the air.
Originally, Zhao Jiang was very cautious and was ready to stop in time when the copper coin could not withstand his magical power. After all, this magic weapon did not look outstanding.
Unexpectedly, the spiritual wind rushed towards the copper coin, but it was like water encountering a hole in the ground. In the swirling process, all the water flowed into the eye of the copper coin and disappeared.
"Good, Senior Brother Zhao has great magical power!"
Zhao Jiang felt slightly embarrassed. He smiled and continued to cast the spell. There was no sound the first time he cast the spell, which was really a bit of a loss. At least he could hear the sound of a coin, or at least let it shake.
However, Zhao Jiang cast the spell ten times, each time with greater force than the last. In the later stage, he was no longer just approaching the coin gently, but rather casting the spell with relatively gentle force at the coin. However, the coin never shook. By the time he came to his senses, his mana consumption had exceeded expectations.
"Brother Zhao, that's enough, that's enough. Excessive loss of mana is not a good thing. Enough is enough!"
Wei Wuwei still had a smiling face and bowed to Zhao Jiang repeatedly, ending the spell. The latter was puzzled about the big golden copper coin.
Wasn't this copper coin made by Wei Wuwei himself? Even if Uncle Yangming helped, this was too weird, wasn't it
Zhao Jiang left in astonishment, but when Wei Wuwei returned to the attic in Yuzhao Peak, he had already gained a deeper understanding of Zhao Jiang's spirit control method. The ten spells were put into copper coins but integrated into his heart. If he used them ten times, he would not be worse than Zhao Jiang, and could even be more exaggerated...
Wei Wuwei also had some smaller copper coins in his hand which were also very special. They were the magic coins given by Ji Yuan.