The fat Taoist’s surname is Jin, although he was also a foundation-building monk who came to the Jin-character domain during this period of time.

But he didn't come from the Southern Wilderness, but ran from the north of the Immortal Gate.

Taoist Jin comes from a spiritual family in the north, and he also holds a position in the Immortal Sect.

My ancestor is a true disciple of the Immortal Sect.

And the ancestor who spread his branches and leaves is still alive, but like many big guys, he is trapped on the main peak and has no skills.

As for their descendants who are not directly from the main lineage, they can only choose to let them go.

The Taoist Jin lineage received a warning from the ancestors not long after the evil wave began to erupt.

Their head of the family was also decisive, after consulting the main line for some details.

The head of the family simply gave up the base camp that he had been operating for many years, took stock of the family property, and then the entire family was divided into three. Before the north turned into an evil territory, they moved to different areas to join local relatives.

The Jin Taoist branch originally went to the Muzi Domain.

As a result, the year was unlucky. They had just settled down there and were preparing to farm for a while and watch the changes in the world.

But I didn't expect that the biggest change during this period would happen right at home.

The evil god of the Wood Character Domain has descended, and evil spirits have exploded, making it a place where it is difficult to survive even if you build a foundation.

The Jin Tao people had no choice but to take their tribesmen on another long journey, first to the overseas islands to avoid the impact of the snow disaster.

Then I learned that the Qi Xin Sect had planned to capture the demon genius alive and relocate the entire sect, which seemed to have stabilized the long-term development of the situation.

This Taoist Jin couldn't help but feel moved.

As a foundation builder, he still couldn't get used to being overseas in a land without spiritual veins.

He took only some old people who were successful in Qi training and came to the vicinity of Yunshan Mountain to see if there were any development opportunities.

As a result, the independent spiritual vein or city that was wanted as a place for family inheritance was not found.

On the contrary, I participated in several auctions and visited several large markets, and less than half of the spiritual stones I brought with me were gone.

Hearing the sound of flying and shouting from behind, Taoist Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and more than ten golden talismans appeared on the inside of his robe.

Several magical instruments also floated quietly.

At the same time, the crane and Jin Zhenren in the car slowly slowed down in unison.

"It turns out to be Master Bai He. What's the point of calling me to stop him?"

After Jin Zhenren turned around and saw the person clearly, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

The wariness has gone away a little bit.

When attending the meeting in Biluo Xianzhou, those well-behaved maids helped introduce him.

Let Jin Zhenren know that this person in front of him is a quite inspirational foundation-building casual cultivator.

Of course, we won't completely let down our guard.

Each foundation building has its own little secret. Who knows what the opponent’s trump card is?

Taoist Jin chose to greet him with a smile.

"Thank you Jin Zhenren for staying!"

After Su Ping caught up with the opponent, he also slowed down, hugged his hands and saluted.

"Fellow Taoist, I have a business that I would like to discuss confidentially with you."

"Business?"

"Hehehe, maybe you have an idea about a certain ruins, right?"

Jin Zhenren shook his head slightly:

"Let me guess, did you get some clues from some ruins and think that as long as there are a few more fellow foundation builders, you can be sure?"

Su Ping heard the other party's laughter and replied with a faint smile:

"Fellow Taoist, you are worrying too much."

"Although I just built the foundation not long ago, I also know that each of the ruins is deeper than the last."

"Those muddy waters are reserved for the disciples of the sect, but I have no interest in them."

"oh?"

After hearing the understatement of the foundation-building casual cultivator in front of me, he really had no interest in those secret realm ruins.

Jin Zhenren couldn't help but look at Su Ping carefully, and felt a sense of sympathy in his heart.

"Let me tell you what the deal is."

After all, it was a foundation building project, and it was not something risky as he thought. After being prepared, Jin Zhenren asked seriously.

Su Ping truthfully told Jin Zhenren what he needed.

But I heard that Master Jin's expression turned strange.

Jin Zhenren did not expect that this Zhenren Baihe came to him because he learned that he came from a wealthy family in the north and had a profound family background.

Especially regarding heretics, and because the North often deals with those heretics, a lot of them have been included.

Then the request he mentioned was that he hoped to copy his family's collection of books.

In addition, he knew that Jin Zhenren was good at wine making.

Fortunately, he had a batch of good-looking spiritual rice that he could sell to Jin Zhenren.

The crane under Jin Zhenren's seat suddenly chirped.

Jin Zhenren heard this cry, patted the crane's chubby head gently, and said slowly:

"Copying non-occult books is a trivial matter."

"High-quality spiritual rice... Master Baihe, don't make fun of me."

"These days, good spiritual rice is all in your hands..."

When Jin Zhenren said this, he saw Bai He Zhenren in front of him taking out a storage bag and gently throwing it in the air.

Jin Zhenren took the photo and couldn't help but let out a sigh when he examined it with his spiritual consciousness.

Ling rice in storage bags is a very common variety.

The high quality shocked Jin Zhenren a little.

He has never seen such plump and vibrant spiritual rice.

Judging from his hundreds of years of experience in brewing, the effect of the spiritual wine brewed from these spiritual rice on spiritual practice may not be much better due to its low grade.

But who drinks spiritual wine just for spiritual practice?

The taste and drunken state are more important to wine lovers!

"How much more of this kind of spiritual rice are there?"

"I want them all!"

Jin Zhenren didn't even ask about the price, but looked at Zhenren Bai He with dazzling eyes.

Su Ping didn't deliberately whet his appetite.

These spiritual rice are rare to see in the world of immortality.

But with his little expertise in farming, he can produce better crops.

It’s not that there are no similar spiritual monks in the world of immortality.

Rather, such spiritual monks often cultivate important spiritual plants in the secret realm of the Immortal Sect.

But there is no time to cultivate spiritual rice for wine making just to satisfy the appetite of some people.

That's it now.

Jin Zhenren did not speculate that Su Ping had found a related spirit body.

Rather, I tend to believe that some kind of magical power cultivated by Master Bai He may be related to these spiritual rice.

It even has some relationship with the collection of transcripts he mentioned before.

After so many years of accumulation in the world of immortality, there are thousands of magical powers and secret techniques.

No one can guarantee how many strange and demanding magical powers and secrets they know.

Therefore, after Jin Zhenren saw that the other party could really provide him with what he needed.

So he wisely did not ask the purpose behind Master Bai He's request.

Jin Zhenren took Su Ping straight to the beach.

There, Su Ping saw a fleet of twelve large-scale ships.

The ships in the fleet are also separated by a large distance from each other.

Those on this fleet are Jin Zhenren’s clansmen.
To be continued...