Chapter 3 Arriving at the fiefdom
The ninth-level spiritual beast, the Wind-chasing Iron-winged Eagle, can fly as fast as seven to eight hundred miles in one hour.
But it is impossible to fly at the fastest speed. Normal flight is about 500 miles an hour.
If you fly continuously for sixteen or seventeen hours and rest for seven or eight hours, you can travel more than eight thousand miles a day.
The journey of more than 28,000 miles ended in less than four days.
If they relied on their own flying clouds to fly, they wouldn't have more than half a month to think about it.
They encountered no danger on the road.
In fact, this is also normal.
After all, not everyone can have the ninth-level bird spirit beast.
Even if someone wants to kill people and take wealth.
There is no stopping him from catching up with them.
In the woods outside Yellowstone Town.
Guo Feilong gave the task of escorting his inner sect female disciple on the jade slip, leaving a mana mark indicating that the other party had completed the task.
When the other party returns to the sect, he can get rewarded based on the mission voucher he left in the mission jade slip.
"Junior Brother Guo, see you later."
The inner female disciple who escorted him flew away on the back of the ninth-level wind-chasing iron-winged eagle.
"When can I have a ninth-level bird spirit beast? It's so fast and convenient to travel."
Guo Feilong looked with envy at the ninth-order Wind-chasing Iron-winged Eagle that had already flown far away, walking toward Huangshi Town on foot like an ordinary old man.
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"Tanghulu, sweet and sweet candied haws, ten copper coins per bunch."
“Freshly baked buns, both vegetarian and meat.”
"Cooking cakes, cooking cakes passed down from Wu Dalang's ancestors for eighteen generations, three copper coins each."
People are coming and going on the main street of Huangshi Town, and there are constant sounds of snacks.
Guo Feilong had not eaten candied haws in more than a hundred years, so he wanted to buy one to try.
He had no copper coins with him.
But before leaving Lingxi Sect Cave Heaven, he prepared a lot of gold, silver, jewelry, and gold and silver tickets.
He took out a ten-tael silver note with the smallest denomination and handed it over.
The candied haws hawker looked embarrassed, and then said to him, "Old man, if you want to eat candied haws, I'll give you a bunch. I can't get rid of your ten taels of silver."
1 tael of silver = 1000 copper coins,
For ordinary people in the world of immortality, one tael of silver a month is considered a high income.
His ten taels of silver notes were no less than the savings of an ordinary person over several years.
No one among the small businessmen would carry silver or thousands of copper coins.
The owner of the small vendor selling candied haws on a stick was willing to give him a bunch of candied haws for free, and he was kind to a strange old man with white hair. He was considered a kind and good person.
Guo Feilong casually picked up a bunch of candied haws on a stick and stuffed the 10 taels of silver notes directly into the other person's hand, "I will live in Huangshi Town permanently. Then you can just send me a bunch of candied haws on a stick every day. These 10 taels of silver notes will be used as a deposit." alright."
"Then old man, where do you live?"
"You'll find out in a few days."
"Hey, old man, don't walk so fast!"
Guo Feilong's figure suddenly disappeared from the street. The candied haws seller rubbed his eyes and looked at the 10 taels of silver notes in his hand to make sure he was not dreaming.
How can anyone give ten taels of silver to buy candied haws in advance?
Could it be that the white-haired old man has a bad brain?
No one's money comes with the wind. When you meet this old man next time, just give him back the ten taels of silver.
Guo Feilong went to the bank in Huangshi Town, exchanged ten taels of copper coins, and walked around the street.
Sometimes I take a bite of the sweet and sour candied haws, sometimes I buy some street snacks to try.
Huangshi Town is now his private fiefdom, but the people in the town don't know it.
He still needs to go to Qingyang County, two hundred miles south of Huangshi Town, and ask the Yamen there to send someone to announce it.
Only in this way will the people in Huangshi Town recognize him as the lord of the fiefdom.
At the same time, Guo Feilong also wanted to meet with the monks from the Lingxi Sect stationed in Qingyang County, get to know each other, and leave each other a message slip or something.
There is no rush to go to Qingyang County.
Guo Feilong spent three days in Huangshi Town incognito. Not only did she learn who was the bully who bullied men and women, but she also heard about whose daughter was beautiful before she came out.
No bullies were allowed in his fiefdom.
If you must.
The bully has to be himself.
When Guo Feilong flew into the distance with white clouds under his feet on the crowded street, the people on the street only showed envy, not any shock or surprise.
The number of immortal cultivators is just many, many times less than that of ordinary people. They are not so rare that they are rarely seen in a lifetime.
Ordinary people can often see immortal cultivators, and some of the dead ancestors of ordinary people are even immortal cultivators.
Therefore, it is normal for ordinary people not to be shocked at all when they see immortal cultivators flying on clouds.
The world of cultivating immortals is vast and sparsely populated, and the distances between villages, towns, and cities are all very long.
After flying fifty or sixty miles from Huangshi Town, Guo Feilong encountered the second town, and then flew another seventy or eighty miles before encountering the third town.
When he flew to Qingyang City, two hundred miles away, he did not encounter a fourth town, only a dozen small villages with thirty or fifty households.
Qingyang City has a permanent population of more than 200,000, and the streets are bustling with traffic. You can also encounter some monks with magical auras shopping around.
After just one day of wandering around Qingyang County, Guo Feilong met more than thirty monks one after another.
Most of them are at the second or third level of Qi training. There are only seven or eight people who are at the fourth or fifth level of Qi training. There is no one like him who is at the sixth level of Qi training.
There are even several monks who look older than him and have been practicing for longer than him. They are only at the third level of Qi refining.
This situation is normal outside the Lingxi Sect Cave Heaven.
After all, the speed of growth of a monk's realm is not only related to the level of spiritual root qualifications, but also has a lot to do with the cultivation resources.
At the same level of cultivation, the spiritual stone income of Lingxi Sect's outer disciples is almost twice that of casual cultivators.
If the richness of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the cave and the various welfare benefits are added together, it is almost three times the income of a casual cultivator.
The huge gap in spiritual stone income will also lead to a huge gap in the cultivation realm of two monks with the same spiritual root qualifications after many years.
If he hadn't traveled back in time to the third year of cultivating immortals, fished out the dying elder of the Lingxi Sect's foundation building period from the river, and saved his life, otherwise he would not be qualified to join the Lingxi Sect with his low-grade and medium-level spiritual root qualifications. .
I want to join the Lingxi Sect.
First: the minimum spiritual root qualification is mid-level.
Second: Within five generations of our ancestors, there was someone who was a foundation-building elder of the Lingxi Sect.
Either of these two points will do.
It’s almost as difficult as getting a score of 600 in the college entrance examination.
For Guo Feilong, it is a pity.
The foundation-building elder he rescued from the river was seriously injured and died after only two or three years.
Otherwise, he is also supported by the Foundation Establishment Elder in Lingxi Sect.
Even if Elder Establishment gave him a high-level elixir, he wouldn't be stuck at the sixth level of Qi Refining for fifty years without being able to break through.
After walking around Qingyang City for three or four days, Guo Feilong either listened to books or watched plays in teahouses, or asked people about the immortal cultivating families in Qingyang County.
You wouldn't know if you didn't ask. I was really shocked when I asked.
Within the territory of Qingyang County, there are as many as hundreds of immortal cultivating families, large and small.
There are nine affiliated immortal cultivating families directly affiliated with Lingxi Sect. Counting him, there are ten now.
The remaining immortal cultivating families have no fiefdoms.
Build your own villa in the deep mountains and old forests, a large manor with dozens or hundreds of servants.
In a small place like Qingyang, it is very simple to distinguish the size of a cultivating family.
A family with ≥7th-level Qi Refining monks is considered a big family.
A family with ≥ fourth-level Qi Refining monks is a middle-class family.
Those who are below the fourth level of Qi Refining are all small families.
What surprised Guo Feilong was that there were hundreds of immortal cultivating families in Qingyang County, but only seven could be called big families.
respectively.
The Li family in Hongsong Town.
Majia, Qinggang Town.
The Yang family in the Yang family fort.
As well as the Gongsun family, Wang family, Liu family, and Su family in Qingyang City.
Among the seven major cultivating immortal families in Qingyang County, except for the Yang family in Yangjiabao, the rest are all affiliated families of the Lingxi Sect.
After playing for seven or eight days, Guo Feilong finally arrived at the Lingxi Sect's headquarters in Qingyang County. It was also the tallest and largest building in the city, a nine-story iron tower with a diameter of 100 meters and a height of more than 30 meters.
