Chapter 238: Childlike Face
One of the young men dressed as a young man looked at Qingyang and the others and asked arrogantly: "There are new people here again. Which big city of casual cultivators are you from?"
Cui Yu'an turned to look at the other three people who came with him, and felt that he seemed to be able to represent everyone, so he took a step forward and said calmly: "We are from Yuling City in Liangzhou. I wonder where all the brothers and sisters are from? "
As soon as Cui Yu'an finished speaking, he heard someone talking next to him: "It turns out they are from a remote place like Liangzhou. No wonder there are only four of them. They are much worse than our Ziyan City."
Another lean young man shook his head and said: "Yes, our Cuimu City is not the top among the well-known large casual cultivator cities, but we have also recruited thirteen people. The situation in Yuling City, It’s so unbearable to watch!”
Someone else echoed: "Who knows, maybe these four people were recruited by Qingfeng Palace because they lowered their standards, hahahaha..."
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Cui Yu'an didn't expect that he would be ridiculed like this, and he immediately blushed. He didn't know how to answer the question. Shi Li next to him seemed a little unconvinced and said: "What's the air? Cultivation of immortality depends on qualifications. What's the use of having more people? Senior Brother Cui has a single spiritual root with seventy-eight points of potential, which is almost a heavenly spiritual root. Can you compare?"
Shi Li's words did not amaze everyone, but instead caused a roar of laughter. After a long time, the lean young man pointed at the former young master and said: "Seventy-eight points is nothing? It's not even a heavenly spirit." Isn’t it true? This Senior Brother Fang Yunshan is a real Heavenly Spiritual Root, with a potential of eighty-one points. How does it compare to you, Senior Brother Cui?”
Qingyang and others had long noticed the Fang Yunshan in front of them. He seemed to be about the same age as Cui Yu'an, and his cultivation level was at the ninth level of the Pulse Opening Realm. Although they could guess that his potential was not low, they never expected that he was at eighty-one. The potential of the Tianling Root is indeed amazing.
Fang Yunshan seemed a little embarrassed by the praise. He pointed at the lean young man and said with a smile: "Junior brother Zhu is not bad either. He has a single spiritual root with seventy-six points of potential. As long as he works hard and cultivates, his future achievements may not be better than mine." Difference."
The lean young man next to him is named Zhu Chengye. He is about the same age as Qingyang. He is at the seventh level of the Pulse Opening Realm. He looks unattractive. He didn’t expect his aptitude to be so good. Although he is a little worse than Cui Yuan, he is better than Shi Li and others. Qingyang and others are much better.
The two of them just said a few words, and Shi Lixiu's face turned red. Zhu Chengye seemed to feel that it was not enough, and pointed to a room not far away and said: "Our qualifications are nothing, and the childlike children in there are nothing." Junior Brother is the true pride of heaven, with eighty-six points of Tianlinggen potential. When he first went up the mountain, the deputy head personally came to see him and made a promise that as long as Junior Brother Tong can successfully break through to the Qi Refining Stage, he will Accept him as your personal disciple."
Tianling root with eighty-six points of potential? The deputy head came to see it in person? And he promised to accept him as his direct disciple? Any of these are out of reach for them. Shi Li looked in the direction pointed by Zhu Chengye, her eyes flickering, and her thoughts had gone to nowhere.
As for Cui Yu'an, his face was full of frustration. Before coming here, he was originally a bit arrogant. He felt that his talents were excellent and his potential was unlimited. As long as he arrived at Qingfeng Palace, he would be able to show off his talents. The result was beyond his expectation. He had just said a few words and was hit to his core. It turned out that his sense of superiority was nothing compared to others.
As for Lu Dingshan and Qingyang, they have been mentally prepared for a long time, and there is nothing to envy. Not to mention the Tianling Root with 86-point potential, they have seen the Tianlinggen with 91-point potential. What's so strange about it? of? Having good qualifications is an innate advantage, but it depends on personal efforts. Good qualifications just have a higher chance of success, but they do not necessarily mean you will go further than others.
After finishing the attack on Cui Yu'an and others, Fang Yunshan smiled faintly and said in a pretentious manner: "Actually, Junior Brother Cui's qualifications are already very good, at least much better than most of the people present. Junior Brother Cui, are you interested in finding a place with us to take a closer look? Let’s talk?”
At this time, Cui Yu'an put aside his previous pride. He naturally wanted an invitation from a real Tianlinggen, so he followed Fang Yunshan, Zhu Chengye and others to leave here. As for Shi Li, who had been following Cui Yuan closely before, she did not follow him this time. Instead, she quietly withdrew from the crowd, not knowing what she was doing.
In the blink of an eye, most of the people around Qingyang and Lu Dingshan dispersed. Lu Dingshan sighed: "Unexpectedly, even before officially joining the Immortal Sect, they have already started forming cliques."
"What's so strange about this? Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Even those who are cultivators of immortals are not exempt from the vulgarity. How could such a large sect not have such a thing?" Qingyang said.
"What this junior brother said is that there are hundreds of strange things among people, and there are all kinds of people, so intrigues and cliques are inevitable. It is true that Qingfeng Palace is a righteous immortal sect, but people have their own little thoughts, so Many things are inevitable," someone said.
Qingyang followed the voice and found that the speaker turned out to be an old man with a hunchback. He had brown-black skin and wrinkles on his face. He was wearing a coarse cloth shirt with rolled-up sleeves and trouser legs. Coupled with his slightly hunched body, he looked... Like an old farmer in the country.
Lu Dingshan also looks very old, but Lu Dingshan's age is only because of his rough appearance and too much beard, while the hunchbacked old man in front of him really looks old. Of course, those who can stay here are the new disciples of Qingfeng Hall, and they are no more than 40 years old. It seems that this hunchbacked old man only looks old, and his real age should not be too old.
This hunchbacked old man's cultivation is much higher than everyone else's, and he has reached the first level of Qi training. When Lu Dingshan saw him, he hurriedly said, "I don't know how to address this senior?"
The hunchbacked old man waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Don't call me senior. We all entered the sect together. Let's call each other brothers. You are still young. It won't take long for your cultivation to surpass me."
Among the disciples of the Immortal Sect, because they are all mortals below the foundation building stage, the Qi training stage of the Kaimai Realm is considered one level, the foundation building stage is considered one level, the Jindan stage is considered one level, and the highest is the master. The title of the entire Qingfeng Hall is still very clear. Of course, there are exceptions. Those who are already in a master-disciple relationship or a relative relationship will not be changed casually under normal circumstances.
When they were in Yuling City, cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage were superior to cultivators in the Kaimai Stage and were usually addressed as seniors. Lu Dingshan just called them that for convenience, and now that he saw the other party waving his hand, he went with the flow and called him senior brother instead.