"Hello! My name is Xiaojun!" Jiajun looked at Yijie who had been standing there for almost a day, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but say hello first.
Of course he could see that this young man's behavior was meaningful. Although it looked like he was just standing there in a daze, there was a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy on the top of Yijie's head. It should be a way of refining energy in this world, right?
But this was too slow. Jiajun observed for a long time and found that almost no spiritual energy successfully entered his body.
Under Jiajun's perception, except for him, there was no one else cultivating in the entire mansion. He also scanned the entire city. Although Fengcheng was large, there was no special spiritual energy fluctuation at all. There should be no other monks there.
No wonder the city lord specially invited "immortals" to help eliminate evil.
However, since there are so few monks in this world, Jiajun is really curious that this down-and-out young man can actually refine his own Qi.
"Can you hear me? Mr. Yijie?"
"Stop talking nonsense. If you think I'm an eyesore, ask your father to kick me out!" This Yijie was not polite at all. He was both arrogant and inferior. This was basically the first impression he had on Jiajun.
"This... if you want to drive me away, you will drive me away. Mr. Yijie, you are the true young master!"
"Hmph! Really? Those maids didn't want to please you and told you something?"
Jiajun was silent for a while and said, "No, I don't think they welcome me. The city lord may have just wanted to adopt me as his adopted son on a whim. Maybe he will take me back soon. I'm afraid I still have to do it."
Go live on the streets! Those maids will only wait to see my jokes, how can they come to please me?" Since Mr. Yijie is so conceited, it is always right to lower his attitude.
As expected, Yijie opened his eyes and looked at Jiajun with a strange expression, "Who are you and how did you get here? Why did father take you in?"
When Jiajun saw that there was something going on, he immediately sighed and explained his current identity. This trick was very effective, and Master Yijie quickly fell silent. He originally thought that the child in front of him was just his father's new favorite, but he didn't
It's unbelievable that he had such a tragic life experience.
After speaking slowly, Jiajun deliberately showed a sad expression. "Master Yijie, if you don't like me coming here, just tell the city lord, and maybe he will be happy to find a reason to drive me out!"
"Nonsense!" Yijie frowned, a look of fortitude revealed involuntarily on his face, "A true man keeps his promise. If my father says he will take you in, he won't drive you away!"
This young master really has a chivalrous heart, a bit like Zhang Zilong. But he may have been suppressed for too long and is just a little conceited. He is someone we can make friends with. Jiajun thought to himself.
"You stay here and don't go see the other young ladies. They will definitely bully you! If you encounter anything, tell me. All the housekeepers and servants here are just fagots, not good people!"
The two started chatting about this topic, and Yi Jie kept talking more and more. It may have been a long time since anyone had spoken to him like this.
Listening to what Mr. Yijie said, the city lord's first wife looked down upon him, the son of the late maid, and ordered all the servants in the house to stay away from him. Several brothers and sisters often teamed up to run against him. Yijie was also a tough guy, and usually
Even after being bullied, he refused to go to his father to complain. Moreover, his mother died of a mysterious illness when he was young. He always believed that the wife of the city lord had something to do with it, which made him hate this family even more.
The Lord of the City is not unaware of this, but he always turns a blind eye. He is very afraid of Mrs. Wang and would rather wrong his own son. Yijie also ran away from home several times, and was sent by the Lord of the City every time.
The guards found him, and now he is almost under house arrest in this wing.
But it wasn't that he didn't fight at all. In his opinion, the only way out was to practice! If he had the legendary strength of a god, how could he be so manipulated by others? So Yijie looked around for records on how to practice.
Regardless of whether the notes in the book were reliable or not, I just started practicing according to what was written in the book.
"Where did you get these books? Can you really rely on them to become an immortal?" Jiajun obviously felt something was wrong.
"These... are just notes passed down from people's minds. There are many stories told. I don't know if the methods taught will work."
"...Have you ever thought about finding a place that specializes in cultivating immortals?"
"Are you talking about those immortal cultivation sects? It's not that easy! Each of these sects is isolated from the world. I heard that they only send people out regularly to find mortals with talents and opportunities. Only after passing special tests can they be accepted into the sect.
Disciple." Yijie looked yearning, "It is said that the Xiling Mountains to the west of our Kingdom of East China Sea is surrounded by immortal energy. Every year, many people go to kneel in front of the mountain to pray for opportunities. The rumors are true.
Someone moved the immortal and was accepted as a disciple."
It seems that Yijie knows a lot about the immortals in this world. He may have heard a lot of rumors, so Jiajun seems to have asked the right person.
There are very few monks in this continent, and they basically belong to various major cultivation sects. If a mortal wants to join a cultivation sect, it cannot be achieved by relying on worldly power. What is needed is great opportunity.
According to rumors, the levels of monks in this world are mainly divided into five realms: spiritual breath, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuanying, and heavenly immortal.
Generally speaking, people who practice here can start to build foundations when they are in their 20s or 30s. If successful, their life span can be greatly increased. However, many monks stop here throughout their lives. Very few people can form a golden elixir in their lifetime. They only need to form a golden elixir.
After becoming a golden elixir, you can fly through the air. After the golden elixir, there is a higher realm of Yuanying. Generally, those who can reach the realm of Yuanying are ancestors who have lived for countless years! And the best way to identify it is,
Golden elixir monks can fly through the air, while Nascent Soul ancestors can still stand in the air, and can easily activate the vitality of heaven and earth with just a few movements.
No matter how high it is, it is the realm of immortals. Once you become an immortal, you have to ascend to the immortal world. There are rumors in the sea and sky world that the immortal energy in the immortal world is rich, and the people there are naturally powerful. Many children can build a foundation by the age of 10, and even if they are less than 10 years old, they can reach the immortal realm.
After forming the golden elixir, some even reach the Nascent Soul stage at the age of 10!
There are also rumors that the power of heaven in the immortal world is so great that even the ancestor of Nascent Soul cannot fly through the sky when he reaches the heaven. Only the immortal realm can fly, and he cannot stand in the air. The most powerful thing is that for one year in the sky,
Ten years on earth! Someone once went to the Immortal Realm and had the opportunity to practice there for ten years. When he came back, he found that a hundred years had passed here. In short, monks in this world dream that they can one day become immortals and ascend to the Immortal Realm!