The Confucian scholar surnamed Feng then said, "The first disciple of the military division died after only living for more than a month. This should also be caused by improper cultivation. Although the herbal medicine for beginners to cleanse the body is not expensive or difficult, There are some grasses that are rarely seen in the mortal world.
However, his second disciple has passed the entry level of body washing and has reached the first stage of Qi Condensation. However, he was also poisoned by fire. Later, somehow this disciple found out that he was being used to 'absorb spirits', so he found the local military commander and another martial arts master to ambush the military advisor." Speaking of this, Confucian scholar surnamed Feng showed a strange look on his face.
Everyone else shook their heads when they heard this. The dark and thick man with a golden compass embroidered on his sleeves said, "How can we win this? Even if he is poisoned by fire, the military advisor is already at the peak of the third level of the Qi Condensation Stage." It is not something that a few martial arts masters can kill, even if it is several times more, it will be in vain."
The other monks, including the Taoist priest, also expressed their agreement with what the big man said.
After hearing this, the Confucian scholar named Feng just shook his head, "Junior brother Liang guessed wrong."
"Oh? Could it be that they killed the military advisor, not your law enforcement hall? ?" Junior Brother Liang asked curiously.
"This is what surprised me. Not only did they kill the military advisor, but the main credit here was not the two worldly martial arts masters, but the military advisor's disciple. His This mortal disciple is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and was born in a farmer's family at the foot of Daqing Mountain. According to the disciple's report, judging from the fighting at the scene, from the beginning of the ambush to the last kill, he should have done everything by his hands. These methods can be said to be good. The plan was decisive and the attack was ruthless.
When my disciples arrived, except for this mortal disciple, all the others were dead, including the commander and another martial arts master. On top of the Fire Bullet Technique and the Wood Thorn Technique. The mortal disciple was also on the verge of death, so the disciple planned to kill that mortal boy as well. Although he was innocent, he could be regarded as indirectly practicing the magic of our sect. , not to mention someone who is about to die, it is still worth wasting the elixir."
Everyone nodded. There is no such thing as saving the weak and overpowering the strong in the world of immortality, let alone sympathy.
"But just when we were about to take his life, we unexpectedly discovered that this mortal disciple had symptoms of 'separation and poisoning' for no apparent reason, so we brought him back."
< p> "Oh, have you confirmed it? Have you really mastered the 'Fragmentation and Poison Body'?""No one in our sect has mastered this 'Fragmentation and Poison Body' in nearly a thousand years. He How did you achieve it without the corresponding technique? Could it have something to do with the improper introduction to the Wood Attribute 'Wu Ye Lian Qing Gong'?"
"Yes, this poisonous body is mine? The sect ranks second among the three major poisonous bodies. The sect has been passed down since ancient times. There are only a dozen people who have mastered these three major poisonous bodies. None of them can be mastered without a lot of hardships and great opportunities."
Everyone in the palace was discussingSpeaking of which, it doesn't matter how the monk named Feng answers.
"Okay, okay, how can it be like a food market in the secular world? Since some people have said that there are great opportunities, opportunities are different for everyone, and if you get it, you will get it. It seems that the little friend will It is because of good fortune that Master Feng, the old Taoist with solemn face, shouted to stop everyone.
The monk surnamed Feng looked at everyone and smiled bitterly.
Seeing this, the old Taoist Su Mian frowned, "What? Didn't it turn out to be 'separated and poisonous' after the examination?"
Next, all the brothers and some elders, except for Junior Brother Xiaozhufeng Wei He looked like it had nothing to do with him, and everyone else couldn't help but feel disappointed in their hearts.
"That's not true. I personally inspected this person yesterday. He is indeed a 'fragmented and poisonous body', and there is a faint color that penetrates the muscles and bones in his body. It's just that this person is a miscellaneous spirit. Root." The monk named Feng shook his head and sighed.
"How is this possible with the 'fragmentation and poisonous body' of miscellaneous spirit roots? I'll fuck you, you god$&^%#&$..."
" Can such a physique be cultivated into such an ancient body? Is this really confirmed by Junior Brother Feng? ”
“This is interesting, the slave family would like to take this kid under his wing and study it, haha” < /p>
The solemn old Taoist sat silently at the top. After a long while, he sighed, "Junior Brother Feng, are you sure?"
Confucian scholar surnamed Feng Standing up with fluttering robes, he raised his hands and said, "Senior Brother Head, I can't be wrong about this. At first, I thought I had made a wrong judgment in my excitement, and even asked several elders who went with me to try, but the final result was a mixed bag. "Spiritual roots"
"That's a pity, miscellaneous spiritual roots. Even if we give him more resources, it is estimated that this life will be the foundation building period. It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity." The old Taoist Su Mian said three times in a row. What a pity.
"Then what should we do with this child?" Confucian scholar surnamed Feng looked at the head brother.
"Kill him and leave him to do nothing. It's just a waste of resources. People like this are worthy of this opportunity, but it's of no use if they have it. It looks like he's still angry, so he'll be done with it." Cuffs The dark, thick man embroidered with a golden compass said impatiently.
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At the moment, a few people nodded in acquiescence. The resources for cultivating immortals are given to those who are useful. Those who have no future can just fend for themselves. There is no human kindness in the world of cultivating immortals.
"Didn't Senior Sister Li just say that she would receive it from her disciples? Haha" someone said to the plump and charming woman.
"Yes, yes, I want to take it. I have only heard of this poisonous body. I really want to experience it." The beautiful woman looked at it with beautiful eyes, and her smile bloomed like a peach blossom.
The people below looked at her smiling face, and couldn't help but feel chilled in their hearts: "If that boy becomes a disciple of this woman, will he survive for a day?"
The solemn-faced old man After hearing this, he shook his head and said, "Leave the teacher."Sister, no, what kind of physique is the ‘fragmented poison body’? One liquid and one blood can transform thousands of poisons, how can I let you take it away? "
"Hey, senior brother, old ghost, what's wrong with the slave family? The slave family can't accept a disciple peacefully, and it doesn't even say that they use it to make gu. "The beautiful woman immediately looked at the old Taoist superior and became dissatisfied.
"Junior sister, although this kid has miscellaneous spiritual roots, if more resources are used to cultivate him, there is hope that he can reach the foundation building stage. With that If the body's 'fragmentation and poisonous body' can be cultivated to the late stage of foundation building, there are several golden elixir masters who dare to say that they can defeat him. How can they be underestimated because of the inexplicable poisonous nature of the powerful body and changes. Therefore, even if this miscellaneous spirit root is used well, it can defeat the golden elixir. Even if it is not practiced to the late stage of Qi Condensation, it is rare to be able to win in the foundation building stage. "The solemn old Taoist looked down.
Everyone below has also been cultivating for hundreds of years. Who is not a person with a clear mind? It's just that the huge gap has just hurt his calmness. This 'disintegration poisons the body' 'Only three people have made it for hundreds of millions of years, and now suddenly someone has made it during the Qi Condensation stage. Unfortunately, they can only stop at building the foundation. The blow can be imagined when the beautiful woman sees the old man like this. He said, his face condensed and he was about to speak, when suddenly a clear voice rang out, "Brother head, Senior Sister Li, I think this boy should join my sect. I will accept him as a registered disciple first." "Everyone looked for fame, but it was Junior Brother Wei from Xiaozhufeng who had been smiling and silent.
"Hey, Junior Brother, this is really strange. How can you, a great cultivator of the Golden Pill, do what a Qi Condensation Stage disciple can do? Disciple? "The beautiful woman smiled and looked at the fat young man who was sitting in the chair and smiling.
"Senior sister, didn't you just want to accept him as your disciple? Is it fake? Or do you want to take it away and make it Gu? Among the seven disciples under my sect, isn’t there one who is in the Qi Condensation stage and is a registered disciple? There won't be much more than one of them. Once they reach the foundation-building stage, I will officially accept them as my disciples. What's more, you just said that he is a miscellaneous spirit root. How many resources does this require? How many other resources do you have... Haha." Fat Junior Brother Wei chuckled and looked at the beautiful woman.
After hearing this, the beautiful woman had nothing to say for a moment, and the others nodded. When it comes to resources, which peak can be compared to Xiaozhu Peak. Including the handymen, there are less than twenty people, even if they are deducted every year. It has acquired a lot of resources, and no other peak can compare with it. Over the years, with more and more disciples from other peaks, the competition for resource allocation has become more and more cruel. Now the disciples who have just started are breaking their heads trying to enter. Xiaozhu Peak, including the disciples who originally left Xiaozhu Peak, felt regretful, but how did they know at that time that the peak master would only keep a few disciples in the end? The gate was locked, so that although the resources were distributed according to people, , but there is no competition.
The old Taoist Su Mian also nodded frequently. He felt that this fat junior brother finally thought about his disciples. "Junior Brother Wei, what you said is true, please accept it. Cultivating good students may be a big help in the future. In this way, the resources deducted every year can be relaxed a little to give you Xiaozhufeng. ”
“Senior Brother, WeiJunior brother Xiao Zhufeng is just a few people, but you are so lax, how can you be so protective. ”
“That’s right, that’s right, senior brother, we have thousands of people now, and we are very busy all year round...”
“...”
"Shut up, how can you behave properly? Although Xiaozhu Peak has a small number of people, none of you have any idea of the resources it receives every year. The extra resources are also limited, but there is less competition among disciples. Four years from now will be the time for the four sects to search for places to pick. At that time, the various spiritual herbs and spiritual objects brought out from the secret realm will be increased by 10% per year for the next ten years. Not to mention fighting against these so-called famous sects, is it the time to pick? Bring something out? "The old Taoist with a solemn face said coldly.
When everyone below heard this, they all cheered up and thought, "An extra 10% every year is a lot."
Think again Thinking about picking up the fruits of victory in the past and those noble men with ashen faces, they couldn't help but make plans.
Next, everyone discussed other matters, and half an hour later they filed out of the hall, with all kinds of auras shining. He walked away in a flash.
Li Yan sat on the bed in a daze, looking out the window at the flying birds and the fairy spirit hovering over the pond.
Li Yan felt like he was in a dream. p>
When he woke up last night, the faint scent of sandalwood filled his nose. He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a white curtain with tassels hanging on it, swaying gently in the wind. Under him was a soft A wooden bed with exquisite carvings on the headboard, and a brocade quilt on top. Looking around, the room is not big. In addition to the bed under him, there is a table and a chair under the window. There are hollow carved windows, and there is a picture outside the window. Wonderland scenery, hills, ponds, blue lotus roots, and pink lotus flowers. Golden fish jump from time to time, and then fall and splash a piece of water on the lotus leaves, forming crystal clear water drops, slowly Sliding towards the edge of the green leaves, it dripped into the pool again.
He shook his head and looked around again in disbelief. It was still the same. He was lying in a room, not in the forest of Daqingshan. , he moved, but found that there was no discomfort on his body. He sighed in his heart, this was definitely not a dream, let alone in his consciousness. His legs were obviously injured and broken, and the fire poison in his body was also active, but now There is no pain at all, and all I have left is my soul.
Where is this place? Last time I thought it was a joke in the Abi Hell in the consciousness space, I am sure I won’t do it again this time. Oolong, he moved and found that he could move without any restrictions. He turned over and sat up to get out of bed. When he lifted the quilt, he couldn't help but be stunned.
He was still wearing the broken black robe, and there were still a lot of blood stains on the black robe. He hesitantly pulled up the lower black robe, and then looked at his legs. The pants he wore yesterday were also stained with blood, only on his right calf. A long slit was torn open at the waist and left thigh, exposing the muscles inside. He was even more puzzled. He used both hands to open up the slit on the trouser leg and saw that it was a leg without any wounds.
He raised his right leg, and there was no problem at all. He remembered that he used his right leg to kick Ji Junshi, and then it was broken by Ji Junshi. Now there was still an injury, and he looked at his left leg. There were no scars on the thigh, and there were no traces of cuts from the "Wind Blade Technique". Was it a dream to kill the third master before, or was it just a dream now? He raised his hand and pinched his face.
"You're awake?" At the same time as his face hurt, a voice came from his ear.