While walking all the way, the girl had a good attitude. As a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, it was no small miracle that she could be kind to Long Ao, a demon cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage disguised as a demon cultivator.
In the world of cultivating demons, like the world of cultivating immortals, the hierarchical system is still very obvious, especially the level of strength. The strong can be arrogant in front of the weak, even if they are arrogant and rude. On the contrary, if the weak are arrogant in front of the strong, then they will be arrogant at any time.
It is possible to be killed instantly by a strong person.
Long Ao's disguise skills are quite realistic. Unless his strength reaches the late stage of Tianyao, it will be difficult to detect that Long Ao is hiding his strength.
"You just said your name is Long Ao, right? My name is Yuying, you can call me Senior Wang, or Sister Wang, it's up to you."
The girl said with a smile, she had no doubt that Long Ao would be a master in the late stage of Tianxian.
"Haha, it's awkward to call you senior. Calling you sister Wang makes you old. How about this, how about I call you by your first name, or call you by your nickname Yingying?"
How could Long Ao call a girl in the Nascent Soul stage his sister? This was almost impossible.
Wang Ying stared at Long Ao with a pair of big, smart eyes, looking at Long Ao in disbelief, as if she were looking at a monster.
"Long Ao, I really doubt whether you are a cultivator. Don't you even understand the rules of these titles? Your cultivation is worse than mine, so you must respect me and call me senior! Even if you don't like it
It's too awkward to call me senior, but it's normal to call me sister. However, it's awkward for you to call me by my first name. People who are lower than me in cultivation are not my relatives or elders, so how can you call me by my name?
Where’s my name! As for calling me by my nickname, that’s how my elders only call me. If you dare, I’ll kill you.”
Wang Ying pouted and said, seeing that Long Ao was unmoved, she immediately sighed: "Oh! I really don't know what's going on with you! You have no rules for me, I can forgive you. But, I remind you
Yeah, if you don't behave well with my fellow apprentices or my master, and they get angry, I won't be able to save you, so you can do whatever you want!"
"Haha, I understand your good intentions! Don't worry, I'm not a fool. I won't call you that in front of others, Yingying."
Long Ao's words made Wang Ying really laugh and cry, but it was always a bit embarrassing to ask him to call her by his nickname like this.
"Oh! You're lucky! I won't argue with you. The sun is going down now. Let's walk faster. Otherwise, we will be eaten by that monster as dinner."
Wang Ying smiled sweetly, accelerated quickly, and ran forward as light as a swallow.
Long Ao thought this girl was quite cute, so he also walked forward quickly. Two figures, one black and one white, quickly ran towards the mountainside.
About an hour later, the two finally arrived at the safe area thousands of feet above.
On the mountainside, rows of bamboo houses were built. There were at least thousands of people here. They were divided into several areas and were surrounded by people from the Righteous Alliance who were guarding and alerting them.
"Sister, you are back."
A disciple from the Zhengqi Alliance came over to say hello.
"Well, I'm back. I saved another person today. You see, I brought him back."
Wang Ying said with a smile.
As we move forward, more and more disciples come around to say hello. There are also many disciples who are in the Qi training stage and are practicing flying skills here. Among them is a fat young man flying in the air with a flying sword.
However, the shaky state made everyone below laugh.
"Disciple meets Master!"
When those disciples in the Qi refining stage saw Wang Ying, they immediately raised their hands and saluted.
"Disciple meets Master!"
With a plop, the fat man saluted in the air, but unexpectedly, because he was not proficient in flying, he fell from the air, grinning in pain, which made Wang Ying couldn't help but snicker.
Long Ao felt the fragments of life of the disciples of the Zhengqi League and had many insights in his heart. This place is simply a fairyland on earth. Although the number of disciples of the Zhengqi League is not too many, they get along very harmoniously. You can tell just by the happy smiles on their faces.
How high is their happiness index?
Wang Ying was like a carefree elf, explaining to Long Ao as she moved forward, such as the structure of the Righteous Alliance, the scenery on the mountain, what flowers would bloom at this time, what pets she had, etc.
Long Ao found himself in this place where the spiritual (demon) energy of the world was abundant, feeling the life of these demon cultivators who were lower in strength than himself, and he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart.
In this relaxed state, Long Ao suddenly found that the speed of practicing the 'Dragon Spirit Art' in his body had increased by at least three times. This made Long Ao secretly happy, because the 'Dragon Spirit Art' was already more powerful than ordinary cultivation techniques.
Quite a few. If he cultivates automatically at three times the speed, then Long Ao is confident that he can cultivate the first immortal clone within three months.
When it was dark, Long Ao followed Wang Ying into a quiet residence halfway up the mountain.
At this time, darkness has shrouded the surrounding beautiful scenery, and a calm voice came from the quiet residence: "It's Yingying who is back! Come in quickly!"
"Ying'er has brought the fellow Taoist who wants to seek asylum to meet the master!"
Wang Ying said with a smile, like an elf in the dark.
"Well, let's bring him in with us!"
The voice inside was kind and friendly, which calmed Long Ao's heart a lot. The calmer Long Ao's mood became, the faster the 'Dragon Spirit Art' in his body ran.
"It's very strange here. The 'Dragon Spirit Art' rarely runs so fast. If it can keep running like this, then my cultivation speed will be increased three times. Compared with those cultivators with average talents, it will only take one year."
It is equivalent to their decades or even hundreds of years of cultivation. It seems that God is really attached to me!"
Long Ao thought to himself as he followed Wang Ying into the bamboo house.
A woman in gray clothes was facing away from the two of them, sitting cross-legged and meditating. From time to time, a sacred aura emerged from her body. When approaching this aura, Long Ao discovered the speed of practicing the 'Dragon Spirit Art' in his body.
Chapter completed!