No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 63 What a pity
Xu Shun had read in a book in Tsinghua Bookstore that about five thousand years ago, there was a sect in the East China Sea called the Tianlong Sect.

Relying on its own extraordinary strength, the Tianlong sect enslaved the evil dragon on the seashore, established a huge market, controlled the sea and land trade, and over-printed Tianlong coins, causing the wrath of surrounding sects.

In the end, many sects were forced into a corner and joined forces to cause trouble for the Tianlong Sect. Originally, they just wanted to contain the Tianlong Sect.

Unexpectedly, the Tianlong Sect was used to being arrogant and had conflicts with many other sects, causing many sects to join forces to fight against the Tianlong Sect.

In that battle, many sects suffered heavy losses, but the Tianlong sect lost its lineage, and the Tianlong Eight Sounds became a swan song, which is a pity.

Therefore, for a sect, how much currency to issue and how to issue it is a science.

If too much is issued, the risk will increase and the currency will depreciate.

If too little is issued and it is not enough, it will be easy for the currency of other sects to take up the market share.

The Qinghua School has been passed down for seven or eight thousand years. From the initial stumbling blocks and numerous mistakes to the final careful calculations and additional issuance and withdrawal, it has reached perfection.

The currency in circulation of the Qinghua Sect is called Qingyin.

Qingyin is not real gold or silver, or green silver, but a number circulated in the jade identity cards of various sects, like digital currency.

Whenever used, just hold the jade token and swipe it against the special magic circle, which is very much like WeChat or Alipay payment before the time travel.

This way, we can prevent others from making "counterfeit money" from the root. Even if someone makes "counterfeit money", there must be an insider involved, and it is easy to catch the clues!

For thousands of years, monks have not only practiced in seclusion. Relying on strange spells, monks can turn some fantastic ideas into reality.

It is this reality that seems a bit abstract to Xu Shun.

As a disciple of an ascended monk, Xu Shun’s monthly salary from the sect during the Qi Refining Stage was only ten taels of cyan silver, which shows how precious cyan silver is.

During the foundation-building period, the monthly salary is twenty taels.

As for the Tongshen period, the monthly salary has not been issued yet, and Xu Shun does not know what it is. He needs to go to the Zhixian Building, which is in charge of the monthly salary, register his cultivation level, and then come to collect it on time every month.

So, for a cultivator like Lan Daoren who is in the Mahayana stage and wants to ascend, how many monthly salaries will the Qinghua Sect give?

Ten thousand? One hundred thousand? One million?

Xu Shun thought about it and felt that the limit should be unlimited.

The reputation of a sect is built on the powerful monks in the sect. As the first monk of the Lan generation to ascend to heaven, Lan Daoren is equivalent to the sect's golden signboard.

He himself is the representative of the quota!

The others were still wealthy people, but Lan Daoren himself was a bank credit, he was not at the same level at all.

"Thank you, Master. I will buy whatever I like and try to buy out the entire Qingyun Market." Xu Shun said as he put away Taoist Lan's jade token.

As for the Qingyun Market, it is a market jointly organized by the Qinghua Sect and the Yunshui Sect. The name Qingyun Market is taken from the "Qing" of the Qinghua Sect and the "Yun" of the Yunshui Sect.

The Qinghua School excels in swordsmanship, but its corresponding weapon refining and alchemy skills are very average.

The Yunshui Sect is good at refining weapons and making elixirs. Cloud represents refining weapons, and water represents making elixirs.

So the two factions set up a market to facilitate trade between the two factions.

Later, Qingyun Market became very popular, and other sects also got involved, making Qingyun Market the largest mutual trade market in central Xiuxian World, with all kinds of magical instruments and elixirs.

As for the currency circulating in the market, it is naturally the Qingyun Sect's Qingyin.

What? Your small sect wants to create its own currency?
And it still needs to be circulated in Qingyun Market?
Do you think the Qinghua Sect is a vegetarian? Or is the Qinghua Sect's sword not sharp enough?
Therefore, with Master Lan’s jade token, Xu Shun could really buy out the entire Qingyun Market.

"Haha~ As long as you can get it." Lan Daoren said nonchalantly, he knew Xu Shun was joking with him.

He understood that Xu Shun was a man of measure.

"Where is Zisu? I haven't seen him for a long time." Taoist Lan suddenly remembered that there should be another person in the courtyard.

"I haven't seen him for many days." Xu Shun told the truth: "He often goes out for a while." After Xu Shun established his foundation, Zi Su rarely returned to the yard. No one knew what he was busy with.

"Hmm~" Lan Dao nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Master, if there is nothing else, then I will go to Zhixian Tower?" Xu Shun said.

I went to Zhixian Tower to register my cultivation level, and then from this month on, my cultivation level began to change. Taoist Lan has a lot of money, so that also belongs to Taoist Lan.

By the way, he went to ask how to get to Qingyun Market.

"Go!" Taoist Lan waved his hand, indicating Xu Shun to do as he pleased and not to be polite.

After Xu Shun stood up, bowed and left, he turned around and heard Lan Daoren behind him say, "Wait a minute."

"?" Xu Shun turned back in confusion.

"Since you have seen that line of poetry, you must naturally know the full picture of the poem, right?" Taoist Lan said suddenly as he looked at a scroll of silk book floating in the air.

Go to Quantai to recruit old troops, and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners.

What kind of person wrote this poem?
What is the full picture of this poem?

"Of course I know." Xu Shun recalled for a moment, then said slowly:

"How does it feel to be beheaded today? Starting a business is difficult and full of battles."

"I will go to Quantai to recruit my old subordinates, with 100,000 flags, to kill Yama Luo."

"The flames of war have been raging in the south for ten years, this head must be hung at the gate of the country."

"All those who die later should work hard, and the good news will be used as paper money."

"Devote yourself to the revolution and you will be home. The bloody storm should have an end."

“Today we sacrifice our lives for justice, and let the flowers of freedom bloom all over the world.”

"Good! Good! Good!!!" Taoist Lan patted his thigh while listening, and even sat up, sitting upright and listening carefully to Xu Shun reciting the poem.

"What a victory report! It's a great honor to die for a just cause today!" Lan Dao Ren clapped his hands and said, "With great ideals and ambitions, he didn't even have a trace of regret before he died!"

"No regrets, no regrets in writing, what a great spirit!"

He could naturally tell that this was the last poem.

How many people can face death calmly and have no regrets about what they have done in their lives?
How many people can still encourage the younger generations with optimism before they die?

"Who is he? Can he be my friend and my teacher?" asked Taoist Lan.

Even if they were immortals who had seen through life and death, when death really came, some of them would still become deserters and kneel before him begging for mercy.

A great immortal, but in his death he was not even as good as a mortal!

Watching others die is different from dying yourself.

Lan Daoren is the author who truly appreciates this poem.

Poetry doesn’t lie!
This poem could not have been written without a fearless and optimistic attitude.

"He!" Xu Shun said, "He is a great marshal, who lived an upright, honest and selfless life. Let alone you, I have never even met him."

"Marshal? You will be beheaded today..." Lan Daoist recited the poem, savoring it carefully, and then said, "What a shame! What a shame!"

He felt sorry that he had never met such a person and had not had a drink with him. What a pity!

　"Zhi" means monthly salary, but the immortal cultivation sect is not a feudal dynasty, so it is not appropriate to use it as salary, so it is named "Yuezhi".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)