The story begins with the bride marrying off her daughter, and the woman, at the age of one hundred,

Chang Shou was surprised.

Sun Wukong turned around.

The round-faced, chubby chicken tilted its head.

Leng Mian's expression remained as cold as ever, and his gaze toward Lao Li was full of meaning.

If this damn cat goes too far, I'll beat it half to death and teach it a lesson about boundaries.

Fortunately, Old Fox has lived all these years in vain.

They know when to stop while they're ahead, they know how to repay kindness, and they know how to curry favor with powerful figures.

He bowed deeply, first expressing his gratitude, and then said:

"To be honest, my mountain fox clan guards a mine. The three immortals have been kind to our clan and are all good people. After discussing with my clan, I decided to hand over this mine to the immortals."

Firstly, I want to express my gratitude.

Secondly, I hope to establish a good connection and receive some protection from the immortals.

It's really too difficult to deal with mountain spirits and monsters.

In the past, they had no connections and were worried that the powerful people they encountered might be wicked, killing demons and seizing mines. In addition, they needed to guard against the rat tribe, so they had no time to go out and look for opportunities.

Now that they've finally encountered a seemingly reliable immortal, the mountain fox clan really doesn't want to miss out and is determined to take a gamble.

If you win the gamble, you'll have someone to rely on from now on.

Even if you lose the bet, you'll still be generously rewarded.

Anyway, since their daughter became a candidate for the role of a ghost or god, and their two grandsons were favored by the immortals, they didn't lose out.

Chang Shou was taken aback.

As usual, I was surprised.

Unexpectedly, this small and inconspicuous mountain fox tribe was guarding a mineral vein.

"Please lead the way, layperson."

When Chang Shou spoke, his attitude was more amiable than before.

The old fox felt reassured and turned around first, taking a step on all fours. Then, it used its hind legs to propel itself up, flicked its tail, and leaped up to the treetop. It then jumped from one tree to another. Despite its old age, it was still agile and nimble as the wind.

As usual, it rode the raging wind, lifting Changshou and Sun Wukong, who followed closely behind. The round-faced, fat chicken flapped its wings, chasing after them relentlessly.

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We descended from the densely wooded Triangle Mountain.

They left the lush, water-rich delta.

They entered a Gobi desert filled with earth and rocks.

A strong wind whipped up the old fox running on the ground, and guided by the fox, they sped off into the distance amidst flying sand and stones.

It is about 100 miles away from the oasis delta.

The gale stopped, and the two immortals, a monkey, and a fox landed on the ground.

Old Fox continued walking forward and soon entered a chaotic stone forest. The fierce winds eroded the soil and rocks all year round, and nature's ingenious craftsmanship sculpted this place into a ghost town.

The wind howled through the passageway, sharp and piercing like the howls of ghosts and wolves.

For this reason, the people of the Sand City in the Delta have created all sorts of bizarre and terrifying legends, and no one dares to come to this place.

In addition, the mountain fox clan provides cover and protection.

Therefore, news about the mine has never been leaked to outsiders over the years.

As for the Kingdom of Sand City, Changshou learned about it from the old fox. The people on that oasis called themselves the Kingdom of Sand City, even though there wasn't a single city there.

There is also the river that runs through the delta, which the people of Shacheng call the Mud Snail River because it contains many mud snails, which can be used as food and can also be crushed to fertilize the soil.

The mountain fox tribe settled in the delta oasis because of the abundant food in the Mud Snail River, and has been protecting this land for centuries.

Over a century of reproduction and growth, the mountain fox clan has multiplied to hundreds. At its peak, the mountain fox clan not only had many spirits and monsters, but also three lesser demons who had refined the horizontal bone. The old fox was the least noticeable among them, only gaining a certain level of cultivation because he had cultivated for the longest time.

The other two lesser demons are the old fox's daughter and son-in-law.

Changshou has already met his daughter.

His natural talent surpasses that of the old fox.

If it weren't for the immense hardship of bearing children, which caused his cultivation level to drop, he would probably have already achieved partial human form.

Therefore, when Changshou saw the black fox last night, she was unable to speak human language.

My son-in-law failed to transcend his tribulation half a year ago and has already perished.

This is also why the old fox's daughter was determined to have offspring, even if it hindered her own cultivation.

These are all things that Old Fox said.

On the one hand, they wanted to find some topics to avoid getting bored halfway through, and on the other hand, they wanted to gain some sympathy and hope to win the pity of the immortals.

Stepping into the depths of Tucheng.

They soon stopped against an earthen wall.

The old fox stopped and began digging a pit using all four limbs. After digging for an unknown amount of time, layers upon layers of branches appeared inside the pit, densely packed, like a barrier separating the upper and lower parts.

The monkey was clever and leaped down.

Help the old fox remove the branch, revealing the cave below.

The cave is not large, and the passages are winding, allowing raccoons to enter, but it is difficult to accommodate Changshou and Ruchang.

Chang Shou looked at Ru Chang.

His cloudy old eyes blinked again and again.

Although he didn't say anything, I understood him just like always.

You probably wouldn't have the heart to make an elderly person do anything, would you?

As usual, he remained silent once again.

But I am indeed more suitable than Changshou.

We can't let him, with his old arms and legs, do all the work.

With a thought, white smoke billowed out.

As usual, it soon revealed its true form: a three-zhang-long white snake appeared, flicking its tongue, its pure white scales gleaming in the sunlight.

The old fox was terrified.

Unexpectedly, this cold-faced immortal was actually a snake immortal.

Ruchang didn't care what Lao Li thought.

He began to wriggle his body, squeezing the soil to both sides to widen the opening, and soon the passage could accommodate Changshou.

A sharp, golden aura rushed towards me.

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Follow the passage downwards.

Soon, the mine shafts and rocks came into view.

The rock has cracks that reveal specks of golden light, making it even sharper. The golden luster shines brightly in the firelight, shimmering and dazzling.

To recount wealth, to describe glory.

Chang Shou exclaimed in surprise, "It's a gold mine!"

They were just as overjoyed as usual.

With money, you can go anywhere in the world; without money, you can't even take a step.

Whether for spiritual practice or daily life, gold and silver are indispensable.

Although the gold and silver used by immortals and mortals are different to some extent—immortals use celestial gold and incense gold and silver, while mortals use ordinary gold and silver.

Both immortal gold and incense gold and silver require ordinary gold and silver as a base, and are specially refined through secret methods.

This is the biggest difference between the Journey to the West world and other cultivation worlds: there are no spirit stones or yuan stones as currency, and gold and silver are the hard currency.

The purple-gold alms bowl that Tang Sanzang later carried was actually a special kind of secret gold. Later, during Tang Sanzang's journey to the West to obtain the scriptures, it was gradually imbued with merit and faith, becoming a kind of incense gold and silver with extraordinary value, which is why Ananda asked for it.

Aside from testing Tang Sanzang, it's no wonder they genuinely wanted it.

Changshou made this guess after learning about the gold and silver used in cultivation and, in his spare time, thought of the purple-gold alms bowl in Tang Sanzang's hand.

of course.

The higher a being's cultivation level, the lower its dependence on gold and silver.

If they were to cultivate to become celestial immortals, even celestial gold and mithril would not hold much appeal for them.

At that time, they needed even more precious Dao Gold, which was controlled by the big shots.

The Jade Emperor's Golden Flower.

The elixir of Laozi.

Such examples are all listed here.

After seeing the gold mine, Changshou had even more to think about.

Besides being used as currency, gold and silver also served other purposes, such as being auxiliary materials for crafting many magical artifacts.

Perhaps when my cultivation level is high enough, I can try to extract mithril from gold and forge a treasure:

BRICS!!!

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

The lower one's cultivation level, the more protective treasures are needed.

Bricks are universal treasures.

From Guang Chengzi's Heaven-Turning Seal to Nezha's Golden Brick, they are all the same kind of brick.

Chang Shou felt that he might be able to have one in the future.

Hitting someone must be very...

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

They should be better able to protect themselves.

But like the puppetry technique, these are all things to be discussed later.

The most important thing right now is to focus on self-cultivation.

I don't have much time left. I can only consider these things after I have achieved the status of a Human Immortal or have to successfully transform into a Ghost Immortal.