Chapter 53: Business Opening
The mountain monster is very weak.
Even by the standards of all kinds of strange monsters, the mountain monster is not a creature that is good at fighting. If a fight really comes, any cultivator in the middle or late stage of Qi training can press the pomegranate to the ground and rub it.
After all, it has just entered adulthood.
Some of the mountain monsters' magical powers have not yet been mastered, but even if they mastered all of their racial abilities, Pomegranate would not be able to become very powerful.
Bloodline determines the end point of the Pomegranate clan's practice, which is at most a spiritual realm. According to the unique realm system of monsters, it is an "elf".
Looking at the cultivation world, this kind of strength is not really considered powerful, it is just the bottom of the middle.
But that’s the quote.
When our Lord Pomegranate goes out and intimidates a group of monks, it is not because of his physical strength.
But it is its special identity.
Taofuyuan, which monitors the world, is the eyes of the Immortal Alliance.
Pomegranates, mountain monsters scattered all over the country that listen to strange stories, together with the city gods, mountain gods and land gods from various places, form the eyes and ears of Taofuyuan.
Pomegranates don't need to be able to fight, just a written report is enough to repel thousands of soldiers.
In Jiang Xia's words, it is a "work report."
Reporting what is happening to the superiors, and adding a little exaggeration within a reasonable range, can directly determine the future of this group of monks and their sect.
Such means have limited effect on large sects like Mo Shuang Shan that are ranked among the Immortal Alliance.
They also have their own channels for complaints and connections.
But for these independent cultivators and small sects, it was a huge event.
Moreover, allowing disciples to kill mortals is a matter of both big and small magnitude.
The severity of the situation depends on Shi Liu, a "civil servant" on the front line to judge.
If Shi Liu was a little more ruthless and wielded his pen like a knife, I'm afraid that within a day, the law enforcement monks from the Mingli Academy of the Immortal Alliance would come through the air and arrest these evil monks who did not cultivate virtues and punish them.
Wang Liufu, as an outer sect elder of Mo Shuang Mountain, was struck with thirty spiritual whips due to a moment of negligence.
If these independent cultivators with no background were caught, they would be dealt with with just thirty spirit whips.
And now Pomegranate has also learned bad things.
This tribe of mountain monsters was inherently unruly, and they used the same words they had used before to scare Wang Liufu, and this time they used them again, asking him directly "what crime should be committed", which frightened several wandering cultivators in front of them so much that they trembled in fear.
It seems that no matter what industry you are in, people at the bottom are pitiful.
Jiang Xia, who was watching this scene, took a sip of tea and sighed in his heart. These low-ranking monks could act arrogantly in front of mortals, but when they met an "official" like Shi Liu, they became so humble.
The Immortal Alliance's regulations have indeed been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
As for the high-level cultivators, Jiang Xia cannot get in touch with them at his current level. But judging from these low-level cultivators, they really don't have the courage to disobey the Immortal Alliance.
Perhaps, we can find a way to cling to the golden thigh of the Immortal Alliance?
A thought appeared in Jiang Xia's mind, but it was immediately shattered.
If you want to rely on the Immortal Alliance, you must at least be a cultivator, right? Jiang Xia couldn't even sense the spiritual energy, and he didn't have any cultivation methods at hand...
Uh, that's not right!
some!
Jiang Xia's eyes lit up. Didn't Mr. Crow give him a training booklet for self-defense before?
I have been so busy these days that I forgot about this.
Jiang Xia said nothing, but the monks were getting anxious and angry. Seeing that the situation had taken a 180-degree turn, the monks who had come here with great momentum were suddenly looked dejected.
But the head of Sanque Mountain had seen the world, and when he heard Shi Liu's question, his heart tightened, but he quickly understood the meaning of Shi Liu's words.
The black-robed cultivator in the realm of truth asked immediately:
"It is indeed our fault that we failed to teach the disciples well. It is even more wrong to disturb the Supervisor. However, according to what the Supervisor said, we disciples only injured people, not killed them?"
"snort."
Pomegranate snorted and turned his attention back to the screen in his hand.
He pressed it with his paw and the cheerful music started again.
While saying:
"Fortunately they didn't kill anyone. If they had, I wouldn't be here talking to you.
However, the monks in your small place are all very wild. The local population is small, the incense is not strong, and the city god has weak magical powers. He cannot see what is happening around him and is deceived by you.
Now I come over to take a look.
Huh, good guy.
First, the King Liufu of Mo Shuang Mountain neglected his duties and almost caused a disaster. Then, the disciples of the independent cultivation sect colluded with the evil people in the mortal world and committed violence and injured people.
They are all used to being wild and lawless. They don't behave like cultivators at all and don't take the rules of the Immortal Alliance seriously at all.
I have made up my mind to file a report and inform my superiors in Taofu Court about this chaos. Maybe I will have to ask the law enforcement monks from Mingli Court to come over.
I will teach you what the rules are!"
This scolding was very harsh.
No one knows where this Pomegranate learned this. He is obviously a silly kid who was just recruited, but when it comes to speaking official language, he can speak in a very proper way.
“It’s time to learn a lesson!”
Sanquezi, who had just united with the other cultivators, immediately looked serious and followed Shi Liu's words:
“In the past few years in Sanque Mountain, I have also seen frequent chaos in Fengming Country. Some local wealthy merchants have bribed lower-level cultivators with their wealth and glory, driving them to gather together and cause trouble.
My sect wanted to intervene, but unfortunately we are too weak. I am busy with my cultivation and fail to control my subordinates, which is why this happened.
We also ask the Supervisor to write a letter to Taofuyuan. We at Sanque Mountain will do our utmost to cooperate with the Immortal Alliance to clear up the chaos in local cultivation!
When the supervision begins, it is better to start from my Sanque Mountain."
These righteous words made Shi Liu stunned for a moment.
It was a little confused for a moment.
When we left Yandang Pond, the "speech skills" that the mountain-guarding grandmother taught us did not include any information for dealing with this situation.
Then it saw Jiang Xia gave it a hidden look, and Shi Liu immediately understood. He coughed, shook his paws, and changed the subject:
“We’ll talk about this later.
I came here today just to explain what happened! This mortal was the victim of your disciples' bullying. I asked him about it, but he was unwilling to pursue the matter further.
He only wants to resolve the conflict with you and values peace. He is a sensible person.
what about you?
What do you say?
San Quezi glanced at Jiang Xia, who smiled gently at him. The cultivator in the True Realm did not hesitate and immediately said to Shi Liu:
"We monks shouldn't take advantage of our power to bully others. We were wrong in this matter and we will definitely deal with it carefully. Since it was our disciple who hurt someone, we will definitely compensate him.
I am also willing to turn hostility into friendship."
As he spoke, he glanced behind him. The cultivators from the small sects who had been frightened by the pomegranate immediately agreed in unison, and the atmosphere in the field became harmonious again.
It seemed that the monks who had been angry and angry just now had become sensible one by one.
"very good."
Pomegranate flapped its wings, hung in the air, holding the game console in its hand, and said to the monks in front of it:
"If that's the case, then go ahead and continue. I only have supervisory duties and do not have the power to enforce the law. I will not be involved in what happens next.
But the report document still needs to be written.
Wait a few days and send someone to Fengshan. I want to collect evidence from a few people, sort out the cause and effect, and by the way, understand the chaos of the local cultivators.
I'm leaving now, no need to see me off."
After saying that, it held the game console in its hand, carried the steel fork on its back, flapped its wings, and flew into the sky like a bat, disappearing.
Pomegranate is really a principled person.
From what it says, it really wants to do something useful locally.
After watching the mountain monster leave, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. Then, their attention turned to Jiang Xia in the yard.
Being stared at like this by more than a dozen cultivators, Jiang Xia suddenly felt an invisible pressure. At that moment, he could feel a strange energy sweeping through his body, probably some kind of reconnaissance spell.
The monks were of course curious about how this mortal got involved with a mountain monster who was notoriously naughty and difficult to deal with .
"I had some conflicts with you disciples before, and I didn't want to detain them by force. Now that you are here, I feel relieved."
Jiang Xia stood up and politely bowed to the monks in front of him. He made a "please" gesture and said:
"Please follow my brother and lead the disciples back."
"Sure, sure."
The three birds in the lead were really good at cultivating their Qi. They were all smiles at this moment, greeting Jiang Xia and saying in a gentle tone:
"I dare not ask, what is your name?"
"I am a mortal scholar, my surname is Jiang and my given name is Xia. I am from Huai'an Prefecture under the jurisdiction of Fengyang County."
Jiang Xia answered, and Sanquezi lost all his dignity. He smiled and replied:
"Huaian Prefecture, I was also born there. Unfortunately, it has been nearly sixty years since then, and things and people have changed a lot. But I still feel like we are from the same hometown.
We should get closer in the future.
To be honest, this time it was my friend’s magnanimity that saved us from disaster.
Don't worry, my friend. Since my naughty disciples have hurt your people, I will not let you down when it comes to compensation."
"It's too informal to talk about compensation."
Jiang Xia shook his head and said to Sanquezi very seriously:
"When my brothers fought back, they also injured your disciples. This can be considered as a two-sided fight. However, there is one thing I need to discuss with you in detail. We will discuss it after you have led your disciples."
"That's not necessary."
San Quezi shook his head, twisted a few strands of his beard, turned around and said a few words to the monks behind him, asking them to bring back the disciple who had caused trouble for him, and then turned back to Jiang Xia and said:
"Since it is an important matter, I will represent all my fellow Taoists here to talk to you."
The other monks had no objection.
Today's events were too exciting.
Now they just want to leave this hellhole of Fengshan as soon as possible, go back to their own sect's cave to calm their minds, and think about how to deal with the possible inspection of the Immortal Alliance later.
Some independent cultivators with corrupt subordinates have even made up their minds to leave Fengming Country as soon as they accept disciples and find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to practice, so as to avoid being implicated.
So after a few breaths, Sanquezi and Jiang Xia were the only ones left in the yard.
Jiang Xia did not waste any time. He immediately picked up a bundle from under the armchair he had made, placed it on the table, and made a "please" gesture to San Quezi.
The latter gently took the small Ruyi in his hand, and the tied bundle spread out as if moved by an invisible hand, revealing more than twenty neatly stacked cut spirit stones inside.
Gathered together, there are clouds and mist rising around, and a faint light emerges among the shadows, which is very beautiful.
"Huh?"
The three sparrows made a surprised sound.
Just a spiritual stone.
It's not a rare thing.
He had been practicing for sixty years and had seen a lot, but the spirit stones in front of him seemed a little strange. He picked up one and looked at it carefully.
In the past, the spiritual stones obtained from Ruyifang had not been excessively carved. They were just the same as when they were mined from the spiritual mines, and their shapes could only remain roughly the same.
Only spirit stones of medium quality or above will be polished into blocks by the craftsmen of Ruyifang. Although the outer shape can be polished, the internal spiritual energy cannot be polished.
It can only be maintained at a similar standard, but there are some more and some less. After all, it is a natural creature and it is impossible to make every piece exactly the same.
But the low-grade spirit stone in front of him was different.
It has sharp edges and is made into long strips with smooth cuts and no burrs. Looking down, the other twenty or so spirit stones are the same, all of the same size and of completely uniform standard.
San Quezi did not say anything. He closed his eyes, stretched out his spiritual sense, scanned the spirit stone in his hand, then picked up another one and scanned it again.
The concentration of energy and spiritual energy contained in the two spirit stones is exactly the same, without any difference.
This is strange!
San Quezi was not an ignorant person. Although Jiang Xia did not say much, when he saw these spirit stones, he already knew Jiang Xia's thoughts and intentions. The cultivator in the realm of truth put down the spirit stones in his hand.
He twirled his beard, remained silent for a few breaths, and asked:
"My friend, are you planning to take over Ruyifang?"
