Chapter Five: A First Look at the Cultivation School
"Where are you going, merchants? Please show me your traffic order." The two guards guarding the city gate stopped our group of horse caravans.
"Brothers, don't you remember me? I am Lao Mo." As he spoke, Mo Gan quietly stuffed a few coins into the hands of the two guards.
"Oh, Lao Mo from the west of the city, where are you going to deliver the goods this time?" the two guards who received the copper coins asked in an obviously softened tone.
"Oh, I'm not far away this time. I'm going to Weiyang City to deliver some goods," Mo Gan replied honestly.
"Then hurry up and have a safe trip." The two guards said as they made way for the city gate.
"Thank you, thank you two brothers. I'll treat you to a drink when you come back," Mo Gan said with a bow.
About a distance out of the city, Fanchuan asked tentatively, "Brother, do you have to tip the guards some copper coins every time you go out of the city?"
"Well, there are many of them, and they often change their posts. Basically, they are all given. When they go into the city, they are given more. Their kind of people rely on those of us who often go out of the city to deliver goods." Mo Gan said plainly He said, "By the way, Brother Chuan, don't you want to inquire about the cultivator sect? I don't know much, but there is a man in our caravan whose brother is a cultivator. I'll call him here and you can ask him what you want to know." "Mogan immediately shouted to the front of the caravan, "Song Yong, Song Yong, come here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a smart-looking young man running in front of him.
"What's the matter, captain, what's wrong with calling me?" Song Yong shouted to Mo Gan.
"Hurry up and get in the car. Something must have happened to you. Do you think I will give you money now?" Mo Gan yelled at Song Yong.
Seeing Song Yong get into the car, Mo Gan pointed at Fanchuan and said to Song Yong, "This is my brother. He wants to ask you some questions about the cultivation sect. Didn't you say that your brother is a cultivator? You put Tell me everything you know, my brother, without any reservations. If I find out that you don't tell me everything you know, you won't have to stay in my horse caravan anymore." Mo Gan said in a threatening manner.
"I know... I must have said what I know," Song Yong said aggrievedly.
Seeing this scene, Fanchuan smiled and said, "Brother, don't be like this, this friend is here to help me." Then he turned to the young man and said, "This friend, your name is Song Yong, right? My name is Fan. Chuan, you and I are similar in age, so why not call us brothers?"
Hearing Fanchuan's words, Song Yong felt warm in his heart and said, "Oh, Brother Fanchuan, just ask the questions you want to know, and I will tell you everything."
"Little brat" Mo Gan muttered to himself from behind.
"Brother Song Yong, I would like to ask how many cultivation sects there are in Muji City? Which cultivation sects have more cultivators? Also, what are the requirements for being a cultivator?" Fanchuan asked several questions in succession. a question.
I saw Song Yong paused for a moment and said, "Now I only know two cultivation sects in Muji City on the Zijin Continent, and my brother is in one of them. But I once heard my brother say that there are many cultivation sects on the Zijin Continent." , and there are many cultivation sects in the distant Yeyue Continent. My brother also heard from others." As he spoke, Song Yong lowered his head and thought of his brother. No one else in the caravan believed that he had a cultivator brother. , because those people in the caravan said that if his brother was a cultivator, then he himself would not make money with the caravan, and they all laughed at him for lying. Maybe only the captain Mo Gan in the caravan believed that he had a The brother of the cultivator.
Although Mo Gan had never met Song Yong's brother, he had met other cultivators when he was selling goods in the early years. Mo Gan still believed what Song Yong said about cultivators, otherwise he would not let him Song Yonglai answered Fanchuan's questions.
"Brother Song Yong, do you know a sect called Xianyunmei?" Fanchuan suddenly remembered the sister Yanzi who gave him a storage bracelet before. She was very beautiful and spoke very cutely and generously.
"Xianyunmei? I don't know, I haven't heard of it," Song Yong answered seriously.
Of course Song Yong didn't know that a mortal couldn't understand and accept the complexity of the world of cultivation.
"Little bastard, don't play tricks. If you know about it, hurry up."
"Hurry up!" Mo Gan's stern voice came from behind.
"I really don't know about this sect," Song Yong pouted aggrievedly.
Song Yong didn't know why, but he had always been afraid of captain Mo Gan's criticism and reprimand.
In fact, Song Yong still didn't know that the person the fierce captain in front of him valued most was himself. It was just that his tenderness was all hidden behind criticism and reprimands.
"It's okay, Brother Song Yong, just forget it if you don't know." Fanchuan then turned to Mo Gan and said, "Brother, don't always reprimand Brother Song Yong, he is not wrong."
When Mo Gan heard what Fanchuan said to him, he didn't refute it. He just raised his hand and scratched his stubble and laughed "hehe" twice.
"What are the two sects that brother Song Yong knows? Which cultivation sect does your brother practice in? Can you introduce it to me conveniently?" Fanchuan turned to Song Yong and asked.
"Well, what I know is that the two major cultivation sects are the Guzhen Sect and the Zongshiyuan. My brother is in the Guzhen Sect. I once heard my brother say that the Guzhen Sect mainly uses cold weapons to enter cultivation, such as swords, souls, and swords. I don’t understand anything like that anyway, I just find it fun, as if I’m listening to a story. I don’t know much about Zongshiyuan, I only know that the sect base of Zongshiyuan is also built in Muji City. That's all I know, little brother Fanchuan." After saying this, Song Yong looked at Fanchuan in front of him quietly, as if waiting for something.
While Fanchuan was still thinking about what Song Yong said about using cold weapons to enter cultivation and found it intriguing, Song Yong had already finished the introduction.
"Oh... I'm sorry, Brother Song Yong, I was so absorbed in listening just now. Thank you for your introduction, thank you very much," Fanchuan said awkwardly.
"It's okay. It's my honor to be able to help you. Then if it's okay, I'll go to the front and take charge." After saying that, Song Yong stood up and wanted to walk away.
"Have you finished speaking? Brother Chuan, have you found the answer you need? That little brat doesn't dare to lie to you. If he dares to lie to you, I will drive him away immediately." Mo Gan pointed at Song Yong who was about to leave.
"Brother Song Yong said it well. I already know the answer I need. Brother, let him go." Although Fanchuan did not understand what Song Yong said, he thought that it would be useless for a mortal to pester him. This first step in preparing for cultivation is so difficult that it is impossible to know.
"Hurry up and take charge of the horse, little bastard," Mo Gan said immediately after hearing Fan Chuan's words.
I saw Song Yong running forward without even looking back...