Chapter 282 Anecdotes

"Zhang Zhi, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm not a big shot in the brothel, and I'm sincere to Xiaoyun." Yu Qingli glared at the middle-aged male cultivator angrily, then looked back at the maid Xiaoyun who had not yet walked away, and hurriedly made amends.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Zhi immediately laughed, and the other two male cultivators at the table also smiled, only a female cultivator showed displeasure on her face.

"You are also embarrassed to say that you are sincere, I'm a fool."

A cultivator dressed as a scholar next to him immediately joined in: "Fairy Hua is right, Yu Qingli, how many female cultivators have you been sincere to, can you count them yourself?"

Yu Qingli was angry and anxious, but he could only throw his sleeves and say dryly: "If you don't believe it, forget it."

Everyone laughed for a while, and seeing that Yu Qingli was wilted, they stopped refuting and lost interest.

At this time, a white-haired old man among the five people looked at Yuan Ming and asked, "This Taoist fellow looks unfamiliar. Have you just arrived in Xiaohu City?"

"I have been in the city for a while, but I have been practicing in seclusion and rarely go out." Yuan Ming shook his head.

"Oh? It seems that Taoist fellow is still a hard-working person. But if you ask me, Taoist fellow should go out more often, otherwise it is easy to have problems with your state of mind, which is not good for your practice." Yu Qingli became energetic again.

"What Taoist fellow Yu said is right. We cultivators must not blindly work in isolation. Otherwise, even if our cultivation level is improved, it is just a castle in the air and will break at the touch." The white-haired old man nodded.

"What Fellow Daoist Lu said is very true. Let's not talk about the distant past. Isn't the Shengye Sect an example? The disciples rarely go out for training. They either refine pills and cultivate medicines all day long or practice in seclusion. Their cultivation looks strong, but they are far behind in actual combat. If it weren't for the Yuanying stage ancestors, they would have been swallowed up by others." Zhang Zhi nodded.

"Zhang Zhi, look at what you said, isn't it self-contradictory? After all, the Shengye Sect was able to gain a foothold in Leizhou, didn't it rely on the ancestors to practice in seclusion and form a Yuanying? Doesn't this show that cultivation is more important than other things?" Yu Qingli chuckled.

"That's the Yuanying, can it be the same? Then again, if the sects with Yuanying in the entire Central Plains are ranked one by one, the Shengye Sect is at the bottom. Isn't it because their ancestors are not as good as other Yuanying cultivators?" Zhang Zhi retorted.

"Yes, Yuanying cultivators and ordinary cultivators are no longer on the same level, and they can't be generalized." The cultivator surnamed Lu also nodded.

"Speaking of Shengye Sect, have you heard about the recent incident where their disciples were attacked while out for a trial?" The monk dressed as a scholar suddenly interrupted.

"Of course I heard about it. The attacker was the soul cultivator Pu Zhengqing who appeared in Xiaohu City a few years ago. Now the news has spread everywhere in the streets and alleys. Shengye Sect also paid a large sum of money to increase his reward. Now many people want to find him and make a fortune." Yu Qingli said.

"I say, don't be blinded by the spirit stones. A friend of mine told me that he was also the one who killed the foundation-building cultivator of Zhenling Sect before. Including the Shengye Sect's trial this time, there have been three foundation-building cultivators who died in his hands recently." The monk dressed as a scholar said.

"More than that, in fact, there are four. There is also a cultivator from Changchun Temple, named Xu Changqing, who also died in his hands." Fairy Hua suddenly said.

When this was said, everyone else was shocked.

"Fairy Hua, are you serious?" Zhang Zhi asked.

"You all know that Changchun Temple issued a bounty in the loose cultivators' meeting some time ago. I have a good friend from Zhenling Sect who mentioned this to me. It is said that Xu Changqing's body was found together with Gu Qiulong who died in their sect. There were also many traces of them joining forces to fight against the same person at the scene. It should not be false." Fairy Hua said so.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming beside him was puzzled. He clearly disguised the scene as Xu Changqing and Gu Qiulong fighting at that time. Later, when he possessed the Zhenling Sect cultivators, they also confirmed this. How did they join forces to fight the enemy now?

Could it be that Zhenling Sect was afraid of being blamed by Changchun Temple and deliberately forged the scene?

"Tsk tsk, so the soul cultivators are really terrifying. Two foundation-building cultivators from the sect joined forces and couldn't beat him alone." Yu Qingli shook his head.

"What do you think? Why is soul cultivation taboo? Isn't it because he has the strength to crush the same level and those weird methods?" Zhang Zhi said.

"That's true, but soul cultivators are not really invincible. Isn't that the case with Shengye Zong this time? That guy named Ha Gong not only killed two of the soul cultivator's men by himself, but also forced him to retreat and saved Shengye Zong's group. It is said that this person is only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. I really don't know how he cultivates." The cultivator surnamed Lu said with emotion.

"Yes, I have also inquired about it. He seems to be just a casual cultivator. Whether it is strength or character, he is so outstanding. His future must be immeasurable." Fairy Hua said with admiration in her eyes.

The cultivator dressed as a scholar next to him saw it and said sourly: "He is just lucky and became famous in one battle. Other casual cultivators are not necessarily inferior to him."

"Haha, since Fellow Daoist Cui thinks so, then you can name another person who is as powerful as him?" Fairy Hua glared at him.

The cultivator surnamed Cui was so excited by her that his face turned red. His eyes swept around, but he couldn't think of other famous casual cultivators for a while.

"Hey, I just remembered a person who can compete with Ha Gon. Have you heard of him?" Yu Qingli suddenly laughed.

Everyone looked at him curiously, but he took a sip of tea slowly before speaking.

"This man was abandoned by Changchun Temple and then trapped alone in the southern border. He went through many hardships and survived many deaths. It took him three years to return to the capital of Dajin. However, he has become a cultivator in the foundation-building stage. He even challenged the national teacher in public at the abdication ceremony and killed him."

Fairy Hua suddenly realized: "You are talking about Yuan Ming, who wrote "Journey to the South", Mr. Yuan? Yes, he is indeed on par with Ha Gong, but in recent years, it seems that we haven't heard much about him."

"Alas, he offended Changchun Temple after all. Even if he is talented, his life should not be easy now." The monk surnamed Lu sighed.

At this moment, Zhang Zhi suddenly looked at everyone with a strange expression and said, "In fact, I happened to meet Yuan Ming not long ago."

"Really?" Everyone was surprised.

Yuan Ming was startled and looked up at Zhang Zhi, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"I remember it was near Tongdu City. I was harassed by several monks at that time. As a result, a monk suddenly appeared and helped me solve the enemy. I asked his name, and he told me his name was Yuan Ming. Not only did he not accept the gift I gave him, but he gave me a copy of "Mr. Sheng's Journey to the South" signed by him. I'll show it to you." Zhang Zhi said, taking out a book and putting it on the table.

Everyone immediately came over and took turns to take the book in their hands and read it, all of them were amazed.

After a circle, the book fell into Yuan Ming's hands. He opened it and immediately recognized that although the words on it were 80% similar to his, they were not his handwriting.

Why would someone pretend to be me?

Yuan Ming thought in his heart and handed the book back.

"In recent years, our Great Jin has produced many talents. Among the young generation of cultivators, Yuan Ming and Ha Gong are not to be mentioned. Even the young emperor of Jin who abdicated a few years ago is said to have only taken three years to advance from Qi Refining to Foundation Building. His talent is really enviable." Taoist friend Lu said with emotion.

"Isn't it? There are also Gao Qian of Changchun Temple, Fairy Haixiang of Shuijing Palace, and Bai Chengnan of Bailuo Villa. Which one is not invincible at the same level and famous all over the world?" Zhang Zhi nodded.

"Well, who do you think is more powerful among these people?" Yu Qingli asked.

"Of course it's Gao Qian. He is a genius of Changchun Temple. Not long ago, there were rumors that he had begun to retreat to prepare for Dan. It is estimated that it will not be long before he is not on the same level as others." Zhang Zhi said.

"I don't think so. Fairy Haixiang had competed with Gao Qian before, and the two were equally matched. Besides, she hasn't shown up in public in recent years, so maybe she is also preparing for the Dan-forming process." The cultivator surnamed Lu stroked his beard.

"That is to say, among the three, Bai Chengnan is the weakest? I wonder how Yuan Ming and Ha Gong compare to him." Yu Qingli said with a smile.

"No matter how strong Yuan Ming and Ha Gong are, they are just casual cultivators. Bai Chengnan has the entire Bailuo Villa as a backing, and they can't possibly beat him." Zhang Zhi shook his head.

"Speaking of Bailuo Villa, I heard that their foreign affairs elder was assassinated not long ago. I wonder if they have found any clues." The cultivator surnamed Lu said.

"Who knows? Bailuo Villa is tight-lipped. Even if there are clues, they won't tell anyone. I guess the news will only come out when they catch the murderer and take revenge." Zhang Zhi spread his hands.

As they were chatting, a male cultivator suddenly stood up and walked over from the next table.

"Fellow Daoists, I am Jiang Xiong. I am sorry to bother you, but I have some questions to ask you. I wonder if you can help me solve my doubts?" The male cultivator bowed and asked.

"Fellow Daoists, please speak frankly." The cultivator surnamed Lu nodded.

"It is like this. I am from the Northern Desert. I have a son. He has been practicing with me for a while. Now he has reached the third level of Qi Refining. However, as you all know, it is difficult to practice as a casual cultivator. I don't want my son to repeat the same mistakes. I have heard that the Central Plains is a holy place for cultivation. I brought my son here and asked him to join the Central Plains sect. However, I have just come to the Central Plains and don't know the situation of each sect. I just heard that several fellow Daoists seem to know a lot about the Central Plains sects, so I want to ask you a question." Jiang Xiong said.

"If you have the conditions, you should send your child to Changchun Temple. After all, it is the largest sect in the Central Plains, so it will not be wrong." Zhang Zhi said.

"I have also heard of the great name of Changchun Temple, but my son has only three spiritual roots. I am afraid that Changchun Temple will not look down on him." Jiang Xiong sighed and smiled bitterly.