Chapter 151 The Good Fate of the Iron-Eating Tribe Not long after, two Daohuo monks from Lingxu Sect came down from the top of the mountain carrying six large wooden frames. The two of them placed these things in front of Gu Yuanqing with expressionless faces and said coldly: "These are all I have in Lingxu Mountain." Gu Yuanqing probed with his mind and frowned, "So little?" Kuang Tongyi had a complicated expression, "Fellow Daoist, you should know that the Floating World was originally a world of trials. A thousand years in this world is only ten years in the outside world. I don't know how many cultivators have come here. It is said that countless years ago, there were all kinds of natural treasures in this world, and even the gods would occasionally come to the lower world to search for rare items. But now, even those who are undergoing trials are unwilling to come here, and only use this world for turnover." Gu Yuanqing said nothing more after hearing this. He took a few steps forward and saw a hand of true energy appear out of thin air. The next second, a large frame disappeared out of thin air. This happened six times, and then he used the method of Sky Diao to send all these things back to Beiquan Mountain. Everyone in Lingxu Sect felt extremely humiliated when watching this scene. Lingxu Sect is the most respected sect in this world, and such a thing has never happened before. When someone comes to your door and attacks you, you have no choice but to give away things, just like you have to bow down in exchange for peace. Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "In that case, I will not disturb you all who are cultivating in the mountains." As he spoke, Gu Yuanqing disappeared from the mountain out of thin air.

The old man who had been pinned to the ground climbed up angrily. "Brother Kuang, why did you compromise with such a villain? If so, how would our Lingxu Sect maintain its reputation? Moreover, if he breaks through the Divine Platform Realm, the safety of this world will depend entirely on his thoughts." He asked angrily. Kuang Tongyi said coldly: "The Heaven Gate Order is in his hands, and the Heaven Rope has also been refined by him. What use will it be even if we all add up?" The old man said bitterly: "At worst, we can fight to the death." "Then what? The entire Lingxiao Mountain will still fall into his hands!" said Kuang Tongyi. Chen and Zhang, who were standing nearby, remained silent. They knew that Kuang Tongyi was telling the truth, but he was just unwilling to accept it. Gong Daoxian sighed in his heart and bowed slightly: "My fellow uncles and uncles, I will take my leave." …… In Beiquan Mountain. Gu Yuanqing listed all the things related to the altar one by one, and even the items in Gong Xin and Zuo Qiu's storage bags were cleaned out again. "All the auxiliary materials are complete, and two plans have been made for the main materials. However, the other three combinations are each missing one or two rare items. Among the combination that I think is most suitable for me, there are too few Phoenix Gold and Thousand-Year Lightning Wood, and there is no Seven-Colored Cloud Iron at all." "It seems that we can only find a way to deal with these things in the Demon Realm." Gu Yuanqing's gaze fell on the bamboo that had been transplanted around Lingtan. This bamboo was not the ordinary water bamboo that grew halfway up the mountain, but the white jade arrow bamboo that Gu Yuanqing asked Li Shian to help find from Daqian. After watering with spiritual water, Gu Yuanqing used the method of controlling things to stimulate vitality, and a large area of ​​land has grown. Counting the time, there are only more than three months left until the Iron-Eating Clan collects rent. Gu Yuanqing had made up his mind that this period of time would be just right for him to hone his cultivation to perfection, and at the same time to re-deduce the method of practicing the divine platform. Time passes slowly and in a flash. Everything seemed to be on the right track, and Gu Yuanqing had reached the peak of Dao Fire. Both his body and mind have made almost no progress, as if they have reached the limit of what this realm can bear.

At this time, Gu Yuanqing was able to firmly suppress Ji Qingyun during the Lingshan trial. If word got out that he had defeated the God Platform with the Dao Fire Realm, I wonder how many people would be dumbfounded. However, whenever Gu Yuanqing thought of Li Miaoxuan, the complacency in his heart immediately disappeared. "There are always people who are better than you. There are still three thousand floating worlds, and the cultivation world is even more vast and boundless. There is no telling how many people like Li Miaoxuan there are in this world. Although I have the help of the sacred mountain, some people are born with a golden key, countless skills and spiritual objects, and have the guidance of great people from their families or sects. Every step of their cultivation can reach the extreme. I am afraid they will not be weaker than Li Miaoxuan." The opponent in the Lingshan trial was also changed to Lan Tinglie. Lan Tinglie's soul and body were superior to Ji Qingyun, but his methods were slightly inferior and too simple. This might be the difference between a casual cultivator and a cultivator from a large sect. But as the saying goes, force can defeat skill. Just relying on the method of controlling the heavens and the earth, Gu Yuanqing couldn't last more than ten moves! However, Gu Yuanqing was not obsessed with defeating Yu Lantinglie. His advantage did not lie here, but in his cultivation speed which was far superior to others. He believed that even the geniuses of the sects could not be in the state of enlightenment every day like himself. I can’t beat you at the same level? It doesn’t matter. After a while, I will be one or two levels higher than you. Let’s try again! Gu Yuanqing continued to improve his foundation, while paying attention to the movements in the Demon Realm, waiting for the sound of the gong to sound. On this day, Gu Yuanqing was fishing on a cliff, comprehending the mystery of the changes in Taoism. Suddenly he looked up at the sky and smiled. "It's time to collect the rent, it's time to collect the rent!" The sound of a gong could be heard from afar. The huge bronze gong statue was walking in the clouds, and all the monsters in the mountains offered this year's land rent. For these demon tribes, being able to exchange spiritual bamboo for a safe place to live is a big profit. If they were to exchange it for the territories of other large demon tribes, they would have to pay much more than that. If they were to exchange it for the unowned land of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they could be wiped out if they were not careful. In this Iron-eating Tribe, at least they don't have to worry too much about such things. Gu Yuanqing put away his fishing rod, stepped to the highest point of the back mountain, waved his hand to cover the space below Beiquan Mountain, and at the same time prevented the conversation on the mountain from being transmitted to the bottom of the mountain. It was dark at this time, and no one noticed the changes in the sky. He waited quietly for the iron-eating beast to come over. After an incense stick of time, Gu Yuanqing had an idea. In the Demonic Realm, ripples arose and Beiquan Mountain slowly emerged. Seeing the sudden appearance of the mountain, many monsters fled in fear, but some remembered the existence of the mountain and walked in tentatively. They found it very interesting to see themselves passing through the mountain. Gu Yuanqing stood on the top of the mountain, cupped his hands and laughed loudly, "Master Tongluo, we meet again." The Bronze Gong Master Meng San widened his eyes, pointed at Gu Yuanqing with the hammer in his hand and said, "Why are you still here? Why did this mountain appear again?" Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "Since I have rented the land, isn't it normal here? I agreed with the noble ancestor that day that I would pay two years' rent this year. I am not the kind of person who breaks my promise." The Great Lord of the Bronze Gong stood up straight with his ears, and asked in a muffled voice: "But the war between you and the human race has already started, won't you go back to help?" Upon hearing this, Gu Yuanqing couldn't help but ask, "Oh? I am in seclusion here and I don't know about it to the outside world. Can you tell me about it, Your Excellency?" The Great Venerable Tongluo said, "I don't know the details, but I heard that there was a riot in the Demon Cave, and many experts of the human race went underground. There were also battles with the demons. Even the people of Lanting City moved back to the human territory, and the Lord of Lanting City, Lan Tinglie, also left." At this point, the Great Venerable Tongluo sighed. Lan Tinglie was considered a major rent payer of the Iron-Eating Tribe. After the war between the human race and the Iron-Eating Tribe, they simply lost some income. Gu Yuanqing turned his head and glanced in the direction of Lanting City. He didn't know whether he had to return to the human territory or went back voluntarily. As for Xing Fei, Lu Jianqiu and other people from Yanshan School, they had just arrived in Lanting City and were taken back again soon. It was a wasted trip. However, these are not important, as he only met these people once.

Gu Yuanqing turned around and said with a smile: "There are many experts in the human race, and one more person like me will be of no use. By the way, this is the two thousand kilograms of rent I promised last year." As soon as he finished speaking, the bamboos growing on the spiritual pond broke automatically one by one, and then were packed into five bundles and flew to Gu Yuanqing. A bit of Taoist energy fell on them, and the bamboos instantly became extremely delicious. Gu Yuanqing waved his hand and five bundles of white jade bamboo flew up. The demonic flames on the Great Lord Tongluo's body transformed into a large hand and caught it. His ears twitched: "Huh? Why is it different from last time?" Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "You will know if you taste it, Great Honored One. This bamboo has undergone a transformation after being cultivated by my secret method. It tastes even better than before." Tongluo Dazun took out a cigarette, took a few bites and ate it for a while, his eyes narrowed: "Not bad, not bad, this is the taste. There are enough 2,000 kilograms here, your rent is paid, I'm going to the next one." "Wait!" Gu Yuanqing hurriedly called out. He had waited for so long, and this time he made a special trip to the Demon Realm not just to pay the rent. "What else?" Gu Yuanqing said, "I talked to the noble ancestor last time. I spent a lot of effort to cultivate more bamboos this year, hoping to exchange them for some materials for building the altar. I wonder if you still remember?" The Great Master of Bronze Luo's eyes were confused for a moment, and it took him a while to remember. "It seems that's the case, but I don't have these with me." Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "Then please bring these with you tomorrow and come again. Don't worry, you won't make a wasted trip. In addition to the exchange items, I will also give you another 300 kilograms of this bamboo." The Great Venerable Tongluo smiled brightly: "Okay, my human friend, can you keep your word?" "Of course! These are some materials I want. You can take them back and see if they are available?" As he spoke, a piece of paper flew up. …… Watching the iron-eating beast go away, Gu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief. If the Iron-eating Clan was willing to exchange, even if only part of it, it would be enough for the material of the divine platform. And as long as there is a first time, there will be a second time. Perhaps with these bamboos, we can collect enough materials for the entire Shentai realm practice. Thinking of this, Gu Yuanqing smiled again. This idea was just a thought. How could a race with such powerful celestial beings be stupid? The bamboo in his hand was precious only because it was rare. If he took out too many of them, they would not be worth much. That night, Tongluo Dazun Meng San brought the paper to the top of Zhushan Mountain. "Ancestor, this is the list of things that the human tenant wants to exchange for the altar with the Zen Heart Demon Bamboo." Xiong Ba took it and took a look at it, he couldn't help but laugh. Most of the rare treasures used to build the altar were listed on it, some of which even the Iron-Eating Clan didn't have. Moreover, were they really planning to exchange them for bamboo? It thought about it, then took the list to the old patriarch. The old clan leader took a look and pondered for a moment: "Except for the top ten rare items on this list, take some of the others. Forget it, send some of the Phoenix Gold and this Seven-Colored Cloud Iron as well." Xiong Ba's eyes widened: "Give me these two too? Even if the tribe has a few in stock, there aren't many." The old patriarch handed the list back, put his short hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and the mystery in his eyes was shattered. "Just consider it a good relationship." (End of this chapter)