Nie's house in Lingshan, Qingfeng Building.
The Qingfeng Building is a building that the Nie family completed in the past two years. The small building stands on the mountainside, facing the Lingshan Mountain across the small square. When Lingshan is closed, it is the tallest building within a radius of dozens of miles. You can enjoy the flowers in spring and the leaves in autumn. There is a breeze in summer and snow in winter. Lingshan opens a mountain, it is the closest building to Lingshan, sitting here, you can get an overview of the overall situation and facilitate deployment. So it became Nie Yao's favorite.
Tonight, everything is stable, Nie Yao and Zhang Jinjin are playing here.
Nie Yao looked at the chessboard pieces worth three thousand spirit stones on the table and couldn't help sighing in his heart.
Lingshan opens every three years, in accordance with the ancestral tradition. Although the immortals have cut off the world, but the ancestor of the Nie family, Nie Wuya, learned the Tao in the process of daily life and practiced in the family for a long time. It can be said that he used the power of the whole family for his cultivation. In the thousands of years before Ascension, he personally brought many family members to the path of immortal cultivation.
A person has lived for nearly a thousand years, and naturally he has seen many partings of life and death, and the vicissitudes of the world. Leaving the Sword Furnace Spirit Mountain before ascension, although it is for the well-being of the immortal world, it has to be said that it has left a rich legacy for the descendants of the Nie family.
However, the inheritance belongs to the inheritance. Whether it can be managed well or not depends on the ability of the descendants of the Nie family.
After Nie Wuya's ascension, the Nie family really enjoyed a good time for a while, and were hailed as one of the five famous masters in the world of immortality. But it is a pity that the Lingshan Nie family did not have any amazing talents in the next few hundred years, and the descendants who were sitting on the mountain would not be able to run it. Although several generations of family owners struggled to revitalize in the middle, the good times did not last long. Lingshan is such a big sect that once fell to the point where even the monthly salary could not be paid out.
Cultivation of immortals costs a lot. Before the establishment of the Moyun Mountain Spiritual Array, it took a lot of money and manpower just to explore, occupy and maintain the immortal cultivation place with abundant spiritual power, not to mention the purchase of medicinal pills and spiritual tools to aid in cultivation. Even if it is self-sufficiency, the medicinal herbs needed for medical cultivation pills, and the ore equipment used in utensil cultivation equipment are all huge expenses. From one school to another, if outstanding disciples can continue to emerge and make the world feel promising, there will be wealthy children vying for apprenticeships, and there will be no shortage of offerings. Practitioners, from then on embark on a virtuous circle.
Therefore, unless it is a rare genius, it is extremely difficult for a loose cultivator without wealth and power to succeed in the world of immortality. And the families of Zhongluo will enter into a vicious circle of worse and worse.
Nie Yuanshan, the patriarch of the previous generation, is still a good candidate. The young man studied hard and traveled all over the place deliberately. It is said that he went to the East China Sea to catch scorpions, to explore the desert, to make great efforts in the battle of Linmoyuan, to make a name for himself in the world of immortality, and to make many friends. , This slowly pulled the family out of the quagmire, but it was also tepid, barely able to maintain a decent sect.
Until ten years ago, Nie Yao began to take charge of family affairs.
And Nie Yao was able to take charge of family affairs, but it was because of Zhang Jinjin.
Ten years ago, Nie Yao was considered a gifted and intelligent family member. At the age of thirteen, he perfected his Qi refinement and established a foundation at the age of fifteen. However, he signed up as a deacon at the age of seventeen when his golden elixir was first achieved. You must know that the good resources in the big family are always reserved for the talented disciples, and the errands of the deacon are all handed over to the unlucky people who can't make it.
Nie Yao had excellent grades in the family selection. He could have practiced advanced exercises with Nie Yuanshan, but he didn't expect to wear a deacon hall dress. .
At that time, Nie Yao said this: "Cultivation is in the heart, and only when you are at ease can you achieve Consummation. Otherwise, you will be prone to inner demons, which will be detrimental to your practice. My son doesn't like to follow steps in his practice, but he is very interested in family affairs. Dad, don't worry, I will definitely I won’t let go of my practice, but I also want to do what I love.”
Seeing the old father's expression that he was about to choke to death, he lowered his voice and persuaded: "Isn't my father afraid that my son will not be able to practice good spiritual stones and spiritual tools in the future? When your son becomes the chief executive, those things will still be there. Don't you want to take it from me, do you think your son will treat you badly?"
Yixi's words made his father stunned, but he couldn't find a reason to refute. After struggling for a few days, he had to go with him.
On this day, the newly promoted deacon Nie Yao went to the street to buy and found a new calligraphy and painting shop called "Golden Pavilion" on the corner of the street. It is said that the people who buy and sell calligraphy and painting are all elegant people. No matter how bad they are, they must be arty. The word "Jin Jin" on the signboard of this shop is enough to make those fake Taoists avoid it. Attitude, ghosts and gods walked in.
The shop is not big, there is only one boss and one guy, there are no famous masterpieces, but the main focus is the storybook and picture album.
At that time, most of the popular words in the market were based on fairy legends, with crude content and vulgar content. If they sold well, there were many imitations of this book, and even the cover was changed and the name was printed to cheat money. The words of Jinjinge mainly focus on legendary stories, mainly based on bizarre events that happened in various places, supplemented by commentary analysis, which is very fresh and refined in a crowd of shoddy ghost legends.
It's just a pamphlet about Lingshan's Taoism, but there are several obvious mistakes in it, and even the steps to go up the mountain are reversed. Nie Yao pointed it out on a whim.
Zhang Jinjin suddenly found a treasure, he pulled Nie Yao and asked for a treat. The two went to Taibai Building, the largest building in Hongye, and found that they were like-minded in "custom affairs" between cups and cups. After a meal, they were called brothers.
Zhang Jinjin patted Nie Yao's shoulder and said, "Brother Nie, you really entered Baoshan and returned empty. Thinking about your family's Lingshan argument, there are at least a dozen people who acquire Lingwu every year, and there must be something special about these dozen people. How did they come from, how did they learn from teachers, how did they cultivate, what did they encounter in Lingshan, and how did they acquire Lingwu in the end? These are all living materials! Lingshan is held every three years. You! And the dozens of stories of these dozen people are enough for the cultivators in the Central Plains to discuss for three years. By then, more people will come to Lingshan, and more cultivators will join your Nie family. ."
Nie Yao was like a dick, and he took a crucial step in Nie's family affairs.
In the first year, they traveled together in the southern states, went to various teahouses and taverns to listen to books, hired local scholars to write legend books, cross-sold them to various states for sales, and secretly collected public comments. When reprinting, they adjusted the plot of the story according to the comments towards.
In the second year, when Lingshan Mountain opened, Zhang Jinjin gathered his friends from the two states and eight cities around Hongye City, recorded on-site records in the square in front of Lingshan Mountain, obtained the legendary experience of five of the eleven outstanding people of the year, and compiled the first set of " The Legend of Lingshan.
"The Legend of Lingshan" has been selling well in various places, and after three years of unabated popularity, it has become the most discussed topic in the market.
Three years later, the second time Lingshan opened the mountain, the number of people entering the mountain doubled, and many young people came here to worship Lingshan Nie's family. Three of them have made great achievements in the years after entering the mountain, and the number of worshipers and teachers of the Nie family in Lingshan has increased sharply.
At this point, Nie Yao's business can be recognized by the family and awarded the post of general manager. Zhang Jinjin, on the other hand, became the only merchant who could enter Lingshan Square.
Now, the only business partner is turning two sunspots in the palm of his hand, but he does not put them on the chessboard. He looks at the drizzling rain outside the window, and says absently, "This year's market is not right."
"What? Another competitor has appeared? Isn't Yuntao Club already dispersed and absorbed by you?"
"A mere Yuntao Club is nothing, it's just a talented person with a sharp view. It's enough to dig it out." Zhang Jinjin lowered his eyes and said, "I mean, the surrounding three states and fourteen cities have been around for nearly half a year. The consumption of spar is too much."
"The ochre spar is mostly used in the array, especially the superposition array. Could it be that there is something going on in Taiyuan?"
"I'm just worried about this. I sent someone to see it last month. It is said that everything is fine. The Qin family in Taiyuan replied that they did not buy a lot."
"Where is that used?" Nie Yao frowned, "How many?"
"It's 30% more than in previous years. It's about to catch up with the consumption of your family's development. Besides," Zhang Jinjin put down a sunspot and continued: "This is just a site we are familiar with. If the whole Central Plains is like this, I'm afraid it will Something big happened."
Nie Yao was speechless.
The lamp in the oil lamp on the table burst, and a stab broke the silence of the two. Nie Yao suddenly raised his head and looked at Lingshan not far away, there was a faint sound of thunder coming from the mountain.
Lingshan.
At this time, it is the end of the hour, the lights are out, and it is the time when people sleep the most soundly.
Zhu Yicheng broke into a house, and the family of three slept soundly, and finally woke people up, but the head of the house was confused for a long time and didn't understand what happened. When he finally understood the reason, he began to panic again. Pack up softly. Zhu Yicheng didn't dare to stay too long, he told the family to go out quickly, and then ran to the next family.
When Qin Le brought a family of five and hurriedly came to the meeting point far away from Xiaoxi, Gu Qingqiao and Mu Xiyun also came to gather with their second family.
"No, this is too slow!" Mu Xiyun, who has always been calm, also began to worry, wiped the rain on his face, and planned to run back again.
"I'm with you!" Gu Qingqiao handed the old man he was supporting to Qin Le, and followed Mu Xiyun forward.
It has been almost half an hour since the stream stopped flowing. No one knows when the torrent will arrive. There are still three or four families under the mountain who have not been evacuated, and there is no time left! Both of them brought their movements to the extreme, and they rushed down the mountain like a meteor chasing the moon.
Halfway through the skies, a green shadow suddenly flashed in front of her eyes. It was Luo Qingwen who came up from the mountain and panted, "You don't need to go back, they're all here, they're all here!"
Behind her, a group of disciples in green bamboo shirts and Taoist buns were walking towards them, helping the old and the young.
"Green bamboo shirt, Mount Qingcheng?"
"Yes," Luo Qingwen replied, "Although Qingcheng Mountain and Baihua Valley are close, they don't have much friendship. When Luo Ziqi entered the village before, they were already in the village, and there was some conflict between the two sides, but luckily they didn't fight. "
Gu Qingqiao laughed: "This cousin of yours is really a troublemaker, and he can meet anyone."
As soon as the words fell, everyone suddenly felt a strange feeling in their hearts.
The thunder of the upper stream stopped suddenly, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence.
"Let's go!" Mu Xiyun shouted coldly. After speaking, he picked up a doll in one hand and an old man in the other, jumped up with the two, and ran towards the high slope of the side mountain.
The rest of the people also hurriedly took their children to support the old man, and walked towards the mountain road on the side of the mountain at the fastest speed. The yellow mud soaked in water after the rain wrapped people's shoes, adding a heavy burden to those fleeing for their lives. For a time, the army was in chaos, and the cries of fathers and mothers came one after another.
Zhu Li was tough, followed the team and shouted loudly: "There is an open space in the middle of the mountain, it should be safe there!"
"Okay! Keep up!" The leader of Qingcheng Mountain agreed, directing his disciples to move on.
Soon, the thunderous roar sounded again, and on the mountain upstream of the creek, a big tree swayed and fell down suddenly. Then, a piece of tree crown seemed to have been slapped from the root of the tree in vain. disappeared from sight. Like an invisible beast rushing down from the mountain, the trees fell to the ground one by one, and then, a turbid mud flow rushed down the stream quickly.
The mud flow was much wider than the creek, wrapped in countless tree trunks, broken branches, and gravel, and rushed down the mountain with a thousand force. A wild boar that could not dodge ran desperately, but was quickly caught up by the mud flow. In an instant, he turned into a mud pig and was submerged by the rolling mud waves. The mud flow was invincible, and soon rushed to the village. The muddy water slammed on a house with an angry roar, and the house let out a whimper and was immediately torn to shreds by the mudflow. The villages built along the stream were submerged by the mud flow within a few breaths. However, the turbid water was like an endless stream, rushing down the mountain without stopping.
Nie family.
The roar of the Lingshan mudslide made Nie Yao's brow furrowed fiercely. Zhang Jinjin's smile also became solemn. The two looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.