294. The Villain Elder in the Cultivation World (10)

Gu Xingxue has been staying in the inn for more than ten days. After drawing Qi into her body, the books she had learned about the lack of spiritual power in the mortal world and the difficulty in mobilizing the surrounding spiritual power into her body seemed to be false. At least when she mobilized it, she felt that the surrounding spiritual power was very active.

I don’t know if it is because of this, in such a short time, Gu Xingxue can vaguely feel that her current cultivation is definitely not the first level of Qi training.

Except for Wei Mingyan and Yan Guilai, she has not come into contact with other practitioners, so she has no way of knowing how to check her own cultivation. She can only practice according to the books in this muddle.

She can easily feel that her body is gradually becoming lighter and her strength is also much stronger. At this rate, Gu Xingxue will soon need to build a foundation.

It is said that the Qi training stage, which is very powerful in the mortal world, is not considered a real cultivator in the cultivation world. Building a foundation is the bottom state in the cultivation world.

Now that everyone in the family knows that she has left with the people of Xu Lingzong, Gu Xingxue can’t just go back like this. Naturally, she wants to go to the cultivation world with a wider world.

Well, before that, she must improve her cultivation level so that she can pass through the gate of the two worlds and gain a foothold in the world of cultivation.

The original spirit stone was still placed in the space of the ring left by Wei Mingyan. Gu Xingxue did not intend to touch anything other than swordsmanship.

Even the swordsmanship was taken out by her after much hesitation.

It was not that she was afraid that the man would do something, but she always felt that her attitude had changed after using his things.

It was just that she was obsessed with swordsmanship, and she wanted to ascend to the immortal path, which was really...

Thinking of this, Gu Xingxue felt a little ashamed.

It was used, and it was useless even if she found more excuses.

It would be better to find out how much a book of skills was worth in the world of cultivation, and then earn the spirit stones worth this swordsmanship book, and return it together with the ring and the things inside.

This was the best way Gu Xingxue could think of at the moment.

When she realized that the spiritual power in her body seemed to have reached a limit and could not break through no matter how she operated, Gu Xingxue temporarily put down her cultivation and left the inn to continue her journey.

She didn't even know where she was going. After thinking about it, she heard that there were the most cultivators in Liucheng, Yangzhou. Maybe she could go there and ask about the situation of cultivators in the mortal world.

Just after walking out of the door of the inn, the woman in men's clothes and a veil suddenly stopped.

No.

She just stood at the door, trying to circulate in her body to absorb the external spiritual power.

There were only two words to describe it: difficult.

No matter how hard Gu Xingxue tried, she could only harvest a little spiritual power, and these spiritual powers were not as pure as one-tenth of what she absorbed in the inn.

To use a metaphor, the spiritual power in the inn is like the ocean, which is inexhaustible, and if it is pure, it is clear spring water. However, the spiritual power outside, which is only separated by a door, is mottled and complex, and it is like a stream that is about to dry up. It squeezes out a little water pitifully, mixed with loess and sand, and occasionally two half-dead fish will jump out. It is stumbling when absorbing, and it is completely impossible to calm down.

The spiritual power outside the inn is the norm in the mortal world, which is why there are few cultivators in the mortal world. Growing up surrounded by such spiritual power, the chance of developing spiritual roots is acceptable. If you want to cultivate something, you must make ten, a hundred, or even a thousand times more efforts than people with the same cultivation in the upper world.

In addition, cultivators are not immortal. Although the rise of a realm can keep a period of time, it will always come to an end.

Birth, aging, sickness, death, sorrow and parting.

This is something that no one can escape from as a human being, but cultivators can jump out of this circle and become immortals.

Because of this, even those who know that the mortal world is barren and are left with poor spiritual roots, or those who did not have time to participate in the only opportunity of the sect to select disciples, began to explore their own cultivation. At the beginning, many people took a detour, until the disciples selected from the mortal world to the upper world sect cultivated to the point where they could go down to the lower world, and passed some books used by cultivators to the mortal world, the number of wild cultivators in the mortal world increased.

Almost every mortal cultivator who embarked on the path of cultivation had the same idea: the Yangtze River's back waves pushed the front waves! ! They were the rising stars in the mortal world!

——Then, without exception, they were beaten to death on the beach.

There are always many geniuses, but there have never been any evildoers.

Although the back waves have a high status in the mortal world, they are the ones who have the final say and control a large family, but if someone from the cultivation world comes, even a little disciple, they have to nod and flatter carefully, for fear of angering them.

In the end, the back waves realized that there is no future in the mortal world, and they have to squeeze into the cultivation world even if they have to fight for their heads!

Gu Xingxue had never understood why the elders in her family had cultivation books in their hands but insisted on waiting until they were taken away by the sect before they officially started practicing. She used to guess that it might be because those books were not orthodox after all, and the elders were afraid that they would not be able to follow the cultivation better in the upper world after learning.

But now absorbing the mottled spiritual energy, Gu Xingxue felt that she understood the reason.

If she had used spiritual power from the beginning, not only would her cultivation level increase slowly, but she would also not be able to withstand pure spiritual power. Once she reached the world of cultivation, it would be even more difficult for her to practice.

Gu Xingxue closed her eyes slightly and expelled all the complex and chaotic spiritual energy from her body. When she opened her eyes, her dark eyes moved and she stepped into the inn again.

She looked around at the diners eating around her.

No, there is no clue at all.

Gu Xingxue, who was wearing black men's clothing and a curtain hat, went up the stairs of the inn and returned to his room. He opened the window and saw a big tree standing on the left side outside. Looking up from the bottom, the leaves were lush. It was so thick that nothing could be seen clearly.

She just stood there and looked around. Apart from the wing, there was only one big tree that could hide people without being discovered.

Gu Xingxue opened the bag and took out the red soft whip.

When she was at home, her favorite weapon besides the sword was the long whip, but because few men used the whip when she was away from home, she put it away to avoid trouble.

He took the long whip, took off the curtain on his head, twirled it and threw it on the bed. He swung the soft whip from the window and hooked it on the tree trunk. He climbed up the tree lightly following the force.

Gu Xingxue can climb trees. When she was a child, every time Gu Yuling's kite fell and got hung on a tree, her mother would say it was too dangerous to get a new kite. Gu Yuling liked that kite hanging on the tree too much. Standing there crying aggrievedly, she carried her mother on her back and climbed up to get it.

She is very courageous and has practiced martial arts since she was a child. She is always used to wrapping a soft whip around tree trunks. Not only did she not have any accidents, but she also became quite proficient in the skill of climbing trees.

Although this big tree is very big and has many leaves on it, the main trunk is not that complicated. Gu Xingxue climbed up easily. After that, she stood on a slightly thick branch, supporting the main trunk with her hands, and sat down. The white-clothed immortal on a thin branch met his gaze.

The scene was momentarily awkward.

Finally, the handsome-faced immortal broke the silence first: "I am enlightening."

Gu Xingxue looked at the thin branch where he was sitting.

"Practice people don't eat grains. What's more, I'm already in the Mahayana stage. If I want to, I can fly in the air without stepping on a sword."

I don't know why, but she should be angry that this man didn't leave, but looking at his indifferent expression without any guilt at all, Gu Xingxue couldn't get angry anymore.

How can she be promoted? Ever since she met this person, no matter what her attitude was, he was like a wooden figure, always with that indifferent expression.

For a moment, Gu Xingxue even felt that she was making trouble unreasonably.

Of course, she quickly forced this completely unreasonable thought out of her mind.

"Junior happens to want to return this ring these days. Now that senior is here, take it back."

She took out the ring in her purse with one hand and handed it over, "There is also the book on swordsmanship. This junior will collect enough spiritual stones worth the swordsmanship value and return it to the senior together. It will only be regarded as a purchase. "

Wei Mingyan quietly looked at the white finger holding the ring in front of him, looking at the frustration and hatred hidden in Gu Xingxue's eyes, and suddenly said: "If this is not the case, I will give you a chance."

Looking at the girl who looked at him for unknown reasons, he said quietly: "I have established the Xu Ling Sect. The first rule of the Xu Ling Sect is that the disciples of the sect leader will not kill their masters for one day, and they will not leave the masters for one day."

"I will accept you as my disciple, and I will have a chance to compete with you every year. If you kill me, it is perfectly normal for you to kill me because of emotions, reason, and yourself."

Gu Xingxue was stunned. All she could think about was how she hated the person in front of her and how she wanted to get rid of him quickly. But when Wei Mingyan personally handed over the knife, she hesitated again.

Whether it was because she was wary of some conspiracy, or because Wei Mingyan had such an air of immortality, she couldn't tell.

But she knew that she had absolutely no favorable impression of Wei Mingyan.

"No need."

Gu Xingxue chose to refuse: "I will never respect you as my teacher!"

She swung out the red whip, wrapped it around the branch below and was about to go down, but she heard the person behind her say in a calm tone, as if she was saying, "I've bought a teacup and come back": "I owe you, and I will never let it go." You are alone."

"Either you worship me as your teacher, or we become a Taoist couple. If you don't want to, I will naturally have other ways to make you nod."

"you!"

Gu Xingxue looked back suddenly, and the hatred that had just faded was once again stained with incredible disgust: "Shameless villain!"

"You are so dignified and cultivated in the Mahayana period that you actually do despicable things that threaten others. You are not afraid of being laughed at by the world!"

The immortal in white seemed to have heard something interesting, and a smile slowly appeared on Ruyu's handsome face.

"Is it possible that you still think that everyone in the upper world abides by etiquette and loves the younger generation?"

"If I am better than you, even if I say the moon is square, it will be square. If I say the tree is round, it must be round."

"The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive. Even a child who is babbling knows that the world of cultivation respects the strong..."

"This is the world of cultivation."

He stood up slowly, looked down at the girl who was looking at him with hatred, curled his lips, leaned slightly, and stretched out his hand towards her.

"How about it, my good disciple, do you want to come down with Master?"

The author has something to say: The first ten little angels will give out red envelopes, okay?