Wu Feng followed the girl Long Xing'er, and, accompanied by several strong villagers, rode an old ox cart toward the nearby big city.
This city is called Luoxian City.
It is said that a banished immortal once visited this city and carved a few words under the stone tablet, and was later revered as Luo Immortal. This city was a large city in the Eastern Tang Dynasty and had a martial arts hall of the Huayang Sect, specializing in
Recruit people with all kinds of potential.
Driving along the official road, although we passed some wild hills along the way, there were no monsters or beasts inhabiting them, just a lot of bandits.
"How long is the journey?" Wu Feng sat on the old ox cart and asked a strong man driving the cart.
The strong man turned around and said respectfully: "It will take at least about seven days to report back to the immortal. If it is a carriage, it will only take three days. However, horses are very expensive. There used to be one in the village, but it later died of old age."
Wu Feng: "..."
The girl Long Xing'er's pretty face was filled with excitement. She winked at Wu Feng and said, "Senior, I heard that immortal cultivators can fly. Is this true?"
Wu Feng looked at her longing expression, smiled slightly, and said: "Yes, when you enter Huayang Sect, you may be able to do it in less than three years."
"Three years..." The girl raised her eyebrows, seeming a little too slow.
Wu Feng smiled, then closed his eyes and started practicing quietly.
After this period of time, the injuries in his body have almost healed, and he vaguely feels that there are signs of breaking through to the second level of the entrainment stage.
However, in this world of cultivating immortals, there is no such thing as the innate state, but it is called the Qi Entraining Stage!
There are nine levels in the air-entraining stage, and those who are strong in the late innate stage are equivalent to the third level in the air-entraining stage. In the ruins where Wu Feng originally lived, due to the thin spiritual energy, being able to reach the third level of the air-entraining stage is already very limited.
Of course, if your qualifications are amazing, you may not have no chance of reaching the fourth level of the Qi Entrainment Stage.
But it is different in the world of immortality.
There is a complete cultivation system here, as well as various magic formulas, Taoist methods, etc., coupled with sufficient spiritual energy and a large amount of fairy grass and elixirs for cultivation, it is not difficult to reach the third level of the Qi Entrainment Stage.
As he meditated, Wu Feng could clearly feel that the spiritual energy in his body was growing. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was being absorbed into the body like a thick mist, and after being compressed, it turned into spiritual energy like running water.
This speed is no less than practicing in a tiankeng.
Seven days passed.
Several people encountered two groups of bandits on the way, but they were all dealt with easily by Wu Feng. Most of these bandits were in the acquired realm. Although they were difficult to compete with ordinary people, in front of Wu Feng, they were like paper.
Generally fragile.
Seeing Wu Feng easily kill these two groups of bandits, the few strong men accompanying him and Long Xing'er were all envious and respectful.
Especially Long Xing'er, a girl who yearns for the world of immortal cultivators even more.
When I came to Luoxian City, I saw from a distance that there were various small stalls and hawkers near the official road about ten miles outside the city. After arriving here, the flow of people nearby increased significantly. There were people walking in various costumes.
Some are like scholars rushing to take exams, and some are like martial arts warriors.
Among them, Wu Feng also saw someone flying with a sword in the sky, heading directly towards the city.
The news about the sword also caused a large number of people to look up and watch, full of envy.
The city wall of Luoxian City was towering and towering, standing like a huge mountain. Not only Wu Feng, but also Long Xing'er and others were amazed when they saw it.
The strong man who drove the cart came here once. He drove the old ox cart with ease and familiarity to the city gate. He paid a few taels of silver and headed into the city.
"Senior, should we go directly to Huayang Martial Arts School?" The strong man driving the car turned around and asked Wu Feng.
Wu Feng nodded.
The strong man smiled honestly and immediately drove the old ox cart towards the bustling street.
The streets of Luoxian City are very clean, spacious and majestic. There are restaurants, shops and other buildings on both sides. They are built in an extraordinary style, which made the girl and a few others look at them with admiration.
Soon, after turning a few streets, a few people came to a huge mansion. Looking from a distance, there was a plaque hanging on the mansion - Huayang Martial Arts School!
"You guys wait here." Wu Feng glanced at the martial arts hall and waved to the girl. Long Xing'er very obediently jumped off the old ox cart and followed Wu Feng.
The strong man and others did not dare to disobey and stood aside respectfully.
Wu Feng led the girl to the martial arts hall, and was immediately stopped by two guards. These two people were actually acquired strong men. One of the square-faced young men said: "You two are here to join our Huayang Sect, or are you?
Something else?"
"Join Huayang Sect." Wu Feng said briefly.
"Well, come with me to the Assessment Hall." The square-faced young man nodded slightly and said, "If you don't have spiritual bones, you are not qualified to join. This should be clear to you, right?"
Wu Feng frowned slightly, nodded, and said nothing.
The square-faced young man didn't think much, and turned around to lead them into the martial arts hall. The martial arts hall was very spacious and luxurious, with a long bluestone path in the middle, flower beds on both sides, and several buildings surrounding it.
, came to a group of gray and black buildings, with three words written on the first building: Assessment Hall!
The square-faced young man brought Wu Feng and Wu Feng to the front of the palace and explained their purpose to a guard at the door. The guard glanced at Wu Feng and then turned around to report.
After a while, the guards came back and said to Wu Feng and the others: "Please follow me."
Wu Feng nodded slightly and led the girl in. Long Xing'er had never seen such a solemn scene before, her face was a little nervous and apprehensive, and she subconsciously stayed close to Wu Feng.
When we came to the main hall, the decoration inside was equally luxurious. There was a large black ink character written on the top of the hall: Yang!
Under this word, a white-haired old man was leaning on a chair, squinting his eyes, as if he was resting. The guards led Wu Feng and two people to him and whispered: "Elder, we are here."
The old man raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Wu Feng and the two, and paused for a moment on the girl, then nodded and said: "Yes, whether you have spiritual bones or water spiritual bones, you are qualified to join."
Long Xing'er's face lit up when she heard this, her bright eyes blinking, full of joy.
A hint of surprise suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes. He looked Wu Feng up and down and said, "You can reach the first level of the Qi Entrainment stage without spiritual bones?"
Wu Feng was calm on the surface, but was secretly shocked in his heart. His spiritual thoughts were close to the third level of the Qi-Entraining Realm, but under the glance of the old man's spiritual thoughts just now, he felt a terrifying spiritual thought like a savage beast, far stronger than himself.
This old man with an unspectacular appearance is at least at the sixth or seventh level of the Qi-entraining realm, and may even be a strong man at the ghost-immortal level.
"I was lucky enough to eat some spiritual herbs, so I achieved this." Wu Feng whispered.
The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at Wu Feng, as if examining him. After a while, he nodded and said: "You are not qualified to join this sect."
Wu Feng's heart sank.
When Long Xing'er heard this, she was shocked and looked at Wu Feng blankly.
"However, if you are willing, you can come to our sect and become a handyman disciple, taking care of the medicine field, or raising spiritual beasts." The old man withdrew his gaze and said lazily.
Wu Feng's eyes flashed, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "I do."
The old man smiled slightly, as if he had expected that he would agree. He immediately flicked his hand and threw out two tokens, one was bronze and the other was pitch black, with one word engraved on them: Yang!
"This is your identity token. If you lose it, remember to get it replaced. For now, you can stay in the martial arts hall temporarily. In two days, someone from the sect will come over and take you there with him." The old man said calmly.
Wu Feng put away the jet black token, nodded and said: "Thank you."
The old man closed his eyes and waved his hand casually.
Wu Feng immediately pulled Long Xing'er and left the hall together. The guard at the door seemed to have heard the old man's words and immediately said: "You two, please come with me and arrange a place for you."