This is how immortals are cultivated

Wang Zhong said softly:

"The rules here are very different. You just have to work harder, but you don't have to be eaten or used up."

"So I thought I'd contribute as much as possible to this place. Building these things can also increase Fang Xiandao's strength. If I contribute a little more, maybe it will be less likely to return to the situation before."

The rules are completely different from those in other places, and even allow rebellion. Wang Zhong knows the dangers involved.

Listening to Wang Zhong's words, the young man gradually restrained his smile and finally nodded indifferently.

"I'm not a black-hearted boss who exploits my employees. As long as they complete the tasks within the regulations, they are free to do whatever they want."

"But no matter what, if someone is willing to do an extra job after completing their own work, I will give them overtime pay."

"The more effort you put in, the more you will gain. This is my rule."

"Your reward is already within it."

Wang Zhong was stunned for a moment and didn't understand what this meant.

"Have you felt that your strength has increased recently?" asked the young man.

Wang Zhong nodded immediately.

His strength did increase, but he considered it merely the result of nutritional supplementation.

"This is a blessed land. Even a simple breath can bring spiritual energy into the body. Practicing here is more effective than ever."

"In some cases, labor is also a form of exercise."

"Although in my previous world, speaking from the perspective of a 'boss', this is a hellish joke."

“But here it is.”

Chapter 134: Under the command

The young man was naturally Fang Suichu who had just returned from the mountains. While he was chatting with Wang Zhongzheng, Fang Zui...Manager Fang seemed to be inspecting the progress of the day on the construction site. He saw the scene here from afar and hurried over.

Seeing someone coming, Fang Suichu stopped talking.

"Greetings, sir." Fang Zui came to Fang Suichu and saluted respectfully.

He is now considered a top figure in Linge City, and the etiquette he follows is still that of a servant meeting his master.

Although the master of our family said that we should call him "master" in this land, the title of "master" can be used by everyone, but it is not as intimate as "master".

Fang Suichu also remembered Fang Zui, the son of his old steward Fang Bo.

Fang Bo had great management skills. After Fang Suichu took back the Fang family's property, Fang Bo managed it very well, and his son was not a good-for-nothing either.

"well done."

Hearing Fang Suichu say this, Fang Zui's face showed joy, but his attitude became more respectful.

"Thanks to the two ladies for their arrangements and instructions."

Fang Suichu didn't say anything else, but just pointed at Ali behind him.

"You arrange for this kid to do whatever the people from the Ghost Market do here."

As he said this, Fang Suichu carried the Taoist Wuqiu, whose soul was shattered but whose body was still alive, to the top of the mountain.

After respectfully seeing his master off, Fang Zui stood up straight and let out a long sigh.

Looking at Wang Zhong who was confused and Ali who was at a loss but somewhat numb.

Fang Zui first focused his attention on Ali.

He naturally recognized the mountain people living in Jingzhou.

Speaking of which, it has indeed been a few days since we last saw our old master. I guess he must have left Linge City and gone to the mountains.

The wilderness is extremely dangerous for mortals. It is okay to follow the official road opened up by the court, but the deep mountains are a real forbidden area for ordinary people.

Only mountain dwellers who worship ghosts and gods can live in the mountains.

My master is a first-class immortal. When he returned to Jingzhou, he killed the notorious ghost Fan He, who was recorded in the state annals. This deed is now known to the residents of the entire Linge City.

For ordinary people, this is a forbidden place, so naturally such a first-class immortal and god can come and go freely.

Fang Zui didn't dare to ask or think too much about what Fang Suichu was going to do in the mountains, but since his master had brought back such a young mountain man and made arrangements for him, Fang Zui naturally didn't dare to be negligent and immediately prepared to make arrangements for Ali according to Fang Suichu's instructions.

"Wang Zhong, come with me."

Before taking Ali to the camp, Manager Fang Zui stopped Wang Zhong.

He remembered the name of this hardworking young man, or rather, after coming here, Fang Zui noticed that Wang Zhong would work a little extra every day and kept it in mind.

Of course, Wang Zhong did not dare to disobey the manager who was in charge of his people. He nodded and followed him.

"What's your name?"

On the way to the camp to accommodate Ali, Fang Zui also began to ask for Ali's specific information.

Ali was already numb. Anyone who had such an experience before - when he first started practicing the strange way, he followed his master to participate in a Dharma Assembly that was rare in a century. At that time, his master was crushed to death, and several ghosts and gods who were like myths only in the mouths of the elders in the village, as well as immortal and god-like spiritual masters were also slaughtered in the grand Dharma Assembly. Along with the ghosts and gods' cave dwellings, their relatives and monsters, and many other scattered and strange cultivators, no one was left alive except himself and the spiritual master of the White Lotus Demon Sect.

Not to mention that he was just a low-level demon cultivator who had just subdued the spirit and hadn't even properly cultivated. If he truly reached the Spirit Induction Realm, even if his master wasn't crushed to death by Senior Fang's attack, he would have been frightened to death on the spot. Furthermore, Fang Suichu had cleared the influence of the demon within him, and he was now essentially an ordinary person. In fact, because the demon had been eroding his body for some time, his body was even weaker than an ordinary person.

In short, when he was brought here to witness the Shura field that seemed like a myth, no matter what happened next, Ali would choose to accept it.

"My name is Ali..." Ali said.

"What kind of a name is that?"

Fang Zui had a headache.

He also remembered that the mountain people were descendants of the ancient Nanjing Kingdom. According to the rules of the ancient Nanjing Kingdom, only nobles had surnames, and other commoners only had titles.

"Since you have been taken out of the mountains by the master, you should change your name."

"Give yourself a name."

"I don't know what to name it..." Ali looked confused.

"When the master arranged you, he mentioned the market town..." Fang Zui glanced at Wang Zhong behind him.

"I suppose you were liberated in this way, and you can be said to have been given a new life. From now on, you should take the surname 'Fang'."

"Your name will be Fang Li from now on."

After going to the camp and arranging a tent for Fang Li to stay in, Wang Zhong was the only one left by Fang Zui's side.

There was naturally a reason why he called Wang Zhong.

"Wang Zhong, tell me how you met the master."

Wang Zhong had calmed down now, and he immediately recounted what he was doing at the time, how he met that noble man, and the conversation between them.

Fang Zui's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Well, well, God helps those who help themselves. I didn't expect that you are so blessed and lucky. You have such an opportunity to talk to the master."

"Wang Zhong, you should have come to your senses now and know who you are talking to."

Wang Zhong nodded slightly.

He had roughly heard about the background of this Manager Fang, but there was only one person he could call "Master".

The demons of the White Lotus Demon Sect were causing chaos in the city and were defeated. The ghost god Fan He was defeated, the Tianchan Temple was destroyed, and the Taoist lineage was even established on the land of the Tianchan Temple. The Taoist master of Fang Xiandao was Fang Suichu.

Although Wang Zhong guessed the identity of that person, he was still puzzled by the opportunity that Manager Fang Zui mentioned.

Seeing the puzzled look on his face, Fang Zui also smiled.

"Although the master abolished the market before and transferred you, it was indeed for the purpose of increasing manpower for labor and speeding up the construction of the Dao meridian."

"But there is also a second reason."

"Did you know that the people brought here from the market tend to be younger?"

“Youth represents vitality, plasticity, and a bright and beautiful future.”

As the manager, Fang Zui naturally knew some of the arrangements and ideas from above, but as it was his duty, he could not say it out loud, and he was just making crazy hints.

The master has established a career here. Unlike the mundane things of the Fang family, this is a true path to heaven.

Although I am just a servant, if I want to move forward for myself and my family, I have to follow the master's steps.

Now is the time to invest in advance.

Wang Zhong pondered in silence. Although he was a quiet person, he was not dull. After thinking for a moment, he understood Manager Fang's hint.

This also made Wang Zhong feel a little eager.

He really wanted to maintain Fang Xiandao's unique and rebellious rules. Originally, he could only do his bit, but now it seemed that he had the opportunity to emit more light and heat.

Chapter 135: In the Study

Speaking of both sides.

When the people below were eagerly looking forward to the future, Fang Suichu had already reached the top of the mountain.

As the sky gradually darkened, most of the people here had already gone down the mountain and returned to the camp, but there were still candles lit in the courtyard.

When the spiritual attack reaches a certain level, the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows is opened, and the spiritual consciousness can naturally be released, which has an effect similar to the Buddhist clairvoyance.

Of course, the range is not as wide as the divine eye, and the detection distance is completely determined by the cultivation of the soul.

At least for Fang Suichu, the more important scenes within hundreds of meters around him were clearly visible to his eyes.

Naturally, he saw the quiet girl who was holding a book and reading it seriously.

Fang Suichu subconsciously slowed down his pace and slipped into the room with the door half-open.

The teapot on the desk was picked up, a cup of tea was poured into it, and handed to the girl who was reading and thinking seriously.

The tea that had already cooled down turned into warm tea of ​​just the right temperature as it passed through his hands.

"Sister Qingming, thank you..."

Wu Yuanshuo just raised his head and reached out to take the cup of tea, when his sky-blue long sleeves slipped down from his fair wrists, revealing his arm adorned with a thin silver bracelet.

When her slender fingertips touched the hand of the person who handed her the tea, the girl realized something was wrong. She raised her head and saw the face she had been thinking about day and night. The face was looking at her with a faint and gentle smile.

"Brother Suichu!" Wu Yuanshuo said in surprise, standing up from his seat.

"When did you come back?"

Wu Yuanshuo was pretending to be on a long journey just like Fang was going on New Year's Eve, and that was indeed the case. This time Fang had been away for almost a week. Although the three of them had occasionally been separated before, they had never been apart for such a long time. For Wu Yuanshuo, it was naturally considered a long journey.

In addition, knowing that Fang Suichu would inevitably be involved in a fight if he went out, Wu Yuanshuo and Li Qingming, although they knew that their lovers were extremely powerful, also understood that Jingzhou was not peaceful, and they could not help but feel a little uneasy.

"Just now, instead of returning to Linge County, I came directly up the mountain."

The house was newly built and quite simple. It was a study, but it only had a table, a chair, and a bookshelf, with no other furniture.

Wu Yuanshuo left his seat and let Fang Suichu sit down, then picked up the teapot and poured water for Fang Suichu, looking like a husband who had just come home from get off work and was comforting his hard-working wife.

But a hand grabbed her wrist, and with a cry of surprise, Wu Yuanshuo was held in someone's arms.

The chair was quite large, and although Wu Yuanshuo was petite, she didn't feel crowded.

Wu Yuanshuo could only sense a delicate fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose. At Fang Suichu's level, his life skills had reached their peak, and he was only one step away from a truly earth-shaking transformation. After numerous rebirths, he had already reached the stage where his body was permeated with a delicate fragrance, free from foul air.

The fragrance was light and elegant, but it seemed to intoxicate Wu Yuanshuo. A blush rose on his fair, chubby cheeks, and he lay limply in Fang Suichu's arms.

"elder brother..."

Wu Yuanshuo murmured softly, his voice as soft as a mosquito's, but it was much softer than usual.

"Girl..."

Since the relationship was confirmed, Brother Suichu no longer hesitates to make direct verbal attacks, and will perform some intimate actions that are not too excessive, such as hugging and cuddling.

However, after not seeing him for more than a week, Brother Suichu's actions are now bolder.

He held the girl in his arms with his arms and changed his posture from back to back to side so that the girl sat on his knees.

His center of gravity shifted, and Wu Yuanshuo leaned back, subconsciously wrapping his arms around Fang Suichu's neck. This embrace brought their faces incredibly close, and Wu Yuanshuo could even feel the breath filled with masculine heat.

Wu Yuanshuo immediately lowered his head and buried it in Fang Suichu's arms, hiding his flushed cheeks, and spoke again in a mosquito-like voice:

"Brother...shoes..."