Volume Nine Chapter Twelfth [Going to Gaofang City]
Volume 9, Chapter 12 [Going to Haute Fang City]
After waiting for about an hour, Chen Yutai returned disappointed with no results. Horn got several classics that recorded the attributes of wind, and specially marked them with bookmarks.
Fang Ming chatted with Wang Rui. To Wang Rui's expectation, Fang Ming was knowledgeable about the past and present, and could easily pick up many anecdotes and secrets about the world of cultivation. As expected, the real person cannot be judged by appearance, which greatly improved his sense of this person.
Wang Rui comforted Chen Yutai for a few words, then took the basic classics handed to him by Horn and turned to the bookmarked page.
"Those with wind spirit roots don't show up at first, so they are often ignored and fall into mediocrity. After they are thirty years old, they first show up, and after they are forty years old, they become more obvious. Once they enter the Tao, their cultivation speed is much faster than that of monks of the same level."
Wang Rui nodded while watching. The three elders waiting on the side were waiting in a flattering manner, not daring to disturb him.
"...If those with a wind-type constitution are tempered by the power of thunder and spirit to force out the other five elements impurities in the body, their cultivation will be more effective with half the effort."
"... Taking the Wind Spirit Fruit can improve his physical condition..."
"Those with wind spirit roots cannot practice other exercises at the same time, otherwise their cultivation will be lost and their spiritual roots will be cut off. Please remember this."
After reading a few records, Wang Rui basically has a certain understanding of wind constitution, and is much more confident than when he first came here.
Wang Rui did not blame Chen Yutai for not finding the corresponding wind technique. After all, it was too rare.
"Master, the wind system skills are very rare. Even the four top sects may not be able to practice wind, and their skills are even rarer in the world. I'm afraid the only way is to try your luck in the high-end market." Chen Yutai said unwillingly.
He gave Wang Rui advice again, and Wang Rui nodded to express his gratitude.
After handing back the tome, Wang Rui stood up and prepared to leave. It was not easy to see the three people stationed at Wanxiang Peak. This was a place that usually received little attention. If he could come here today, it would probably be a grand event within a hundred years.
He reached into his storage bag, and with a flash of light, he immediately placed three boxes in front of the tea table and said: "Three elders have been stationed here all year round. I am very grateful. These three longevity pills will be
This is my opinion, please accept it."
"I'm so ashamed." The three of them hurriedly expressed their humility. Wang Rui encouraged them a few more words, and then left.
Fang Ming, Huo En and Chen Yutai each picked up the box containing a life-extending pill, and they were excited. After all, at this time, Shouyuan was their biggest concern. A life-extending pill can extend life by at least ten years. Although
In the eyes of other monks, it is nothing, but to old people like them who are approaching their end, it is extremely precious.
The three of them are already very familiar with the longevity pills, and they can easily identify the levels of the pills.
Fang Ming got a low-grade life-extending pill, which can extend his life by ten years; Huo En got a middle-grade life-extending pill, which can extend his life by fifteen years; Chen Yutai did the most and got a top-grade pill, which can extend his life by twenty years.
None of the three were dissatisfied. Fang Ming felt that he had done nothing to win over Wang Rui, and he was just relying on words to attract Wang Rui. He was lucky to get one. Horn mainly looked for classics, and he had a certain amount of credit. He was also very satisfied with getting the middle grade.
Chen Yutai was very proactive and made suggestions. He helped Wang Rui the most and deserved to receive the top grade.
This reward made the three of them very fond of Wang Rui, the new leader who had only been in office for a few years, and made more monks of the older generation support Wang Rui.
After leaving Wanxiang Peak, Wang Rui simply listened to Chen Yutai's advice, hid his identity, left Xutian Sect, and headed to a high-end market hundreds of miles away.
The behemoth Jiuyang Temple is behind the city here, and is supported by several top-notch sects. Therefore, the business is very prosperous, and can radiate over thousands of miles of Dongxuan Continent, and even affect the western and eastern parts of Dongxuan Continent.
Some sects.
Wang Rui landed from the sky when he was still ten miles away from Fang City, summoned the mount Feixue that he had captured from the Leopard Girl in the South a few years ago, fed it a piece of middle-grade spiritual stone, and then rode it on his way.
Along the way, I saw many monks, and many of them were very curious about Wang Rui's mount. After all, it was a unique mount from the southern demon clan, which was very rare. In addition, it had a unique shape and was completely white, so it often attracted the attention of people around him.
Sideways glance.
If it were Wang Rui in the past, he would not be so ostentatious because he was worried that he was not strong enough, but now that he is an alchemy monk, there is no need to be too cautious. Showing his strength appropriately can avoid a lot of trouble.
After thousands of years of development, the city of Gaofaofang has become a prosperous city. It was the capital of a mortal dynasty at first. Later, the dynasty fell and wars continued, which attracted the attention of the monks.
Later, a core elder of Jiuyang Temple took a fancy to the location of this place, so he united with the elders of some other major sects to build a market here, named it "Fengyi", and set up a barrier to make this place in the mortal world from now on.
disappear in.
Nowadays, Fengyi's name is well known in the northern part of Dongxuanzhou, and even many sects in the west and east know it.
Fengyifang City does not have any defensive formations or the like. It only has barriers on the roads leading to Fengyi in all directions. Mortals will never be able to come here without the guidance of monks.
However, although monks can lead mortals to come here to play or live temporarily, they must ensure that the mortals do not cause trouble, otherwise the punishment will be very severe. Not only will the mortals' lives be difficult to save, but the monks will also have to pay a high price, sometimes even their lives.
Therefore, monks are generally reluctant to bring mortals to Fengyi Capital, unless they are blood heirs, or have extremely close relationships, or have high status, such as princes, grandsons, etc.
Before these people come here, they will be strictly warned not to cause trouble, otherwise no one can protect them.
Wang Rui rode Feixue on the road leading to Fengyi. The speed was not very fast, but it was not slow either. When the monks around him saw him riding such a cool mount, they all chose to get out of the way.
"Look, what is that?"
"Wow, what a white leopard..."
"You actually have wings, can you fly?"
"I really want to ride on it and feel it."
"Don't be ridiculous."
"Girl, be quiet and don't disturb other immortals."
"I got it, Grandpa."
Wang Rui heard an exquisite but not luxurious carriage about ten feet behind and to his right, from which the content of the previous conversation was transmitted.
"Mortals..." From the conversation between those girls, it could be felt that the auras of the other girls were just mortals. The old man who spoke to remind them was actually not weak in cultivation and was a foundation-building monk.
Wang Rui has no prejudice against ordinary people, but he doesn't like some people who think too highly of themselves or bully others.
Soon, arriving at the gate of Fengyi Capital, Wang Rui put away the flying snow and walked into the city.
You need to pay a medium-grade spiritual stone to enter the city. After all, it is a high-end market, and the fee is not ordinary. Fortunately, Wang Rui is rich now, otherwise ordinary monks would really not be able to afford it.
Just as everyone was queuing up to pay the spirit stones, suddenly there was a sound of horse hooves in the sky, followed by a neighing of horses, and the crowd suddenly became commotion.
Wang Rui followed the others and looked in the direction of the sound of horse hooves, and saw a group of ceremonial guards like an emperor traveling. There were about a hundred monks. At the front were twelve people riding white Pegasus with flapping wings, wearing golden clothes.
The armor is like a palace warrior in a mortal dynasty.
At the back of the team was a group of pretty female cultivators, all of whom were actually wearing maiden's dresses and looked graceful and graceful.
In the middle of the queue is the owner's carriage. This is an extremely luxurious carriage. The carriage is no longer pulled by Pegasus, but by two red and blue long-feathered birds and beasts. The birds'
The feathers are extremely beautiful,
The red one seemed to be lit with flames, and with a slight shake, a ball of flame spread out.
The blue one's whole body is covered with cold air, and the breath it exhales can directly turn into frost. It is a water-type variant of the ice-type fairy bird.
"Who is sitting in the car with such a big posture?" someone asked. It must be the first time he saw it like Wang Rui.
Among the bystanders, someone immediately replied: "It seems that you are really ignorant. This is the son of the city lord of Fengyi City. He is a direct disciple of the head of the top sect Qi Zong. He is not yet two hundred years old.
At about one hundred and fifty years old, he is already an alchemy monk, a true wizard of immortality."
"Haha, a Dan-Jie cultivator who is less than two hundred years old is so powerful? I heard that the head of the Xutian Sect hundreds of miles away is a Dan-Jie cultivator before he is even a hundred years old, and he is the leader of a sect.
Who is the genius?" The man retorted unconvinced.
"Uh... well... it's hard to say. The person you are talking about is called Wang Rui. Although his cultivation and talent are good, his background cannot be compared. Wang Rui is just a registered disciple. This person is called Fengyi Little Overlord.
Huo Tingjiang comes from a well-known immortal family. It is said that the little overlord still has unawakened immortal blood in his body. Once he awakens, he might become the number one person in Dongxuan Continent." Another person also argued unconvinced.
"Humph, when did the world of immortality stop talking about strength and start talking about origin and bloodline?" The man became even more dissatisfied.
"Haha... Hasn't the world of immortality always talked about origin and bloodline? Our ancestors and fathers were all monks from famous immortal families, so they naturally have an advantage in everything. Of the four famous families, which one of them is not from a famous immortal family? Which one does not have excellent bloodline?
? What’s more, Yuan Kong of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect was originally just a little monk who was no one in the sect, but later it was revealed that he was the reincarnation of the ancestor.
After a few years, I have reached the peak of pill formation. I estimate that in a few years I will be a Yuanying monk. Who can compare with him?" After being retorted by another person in a clear and logical manner, everyone around him fell silent. Everyone felt that this world was a bit boring.
, some people only need to be steady and steady to reach the top of the world; some people, even if they work hard, are just ants in their eyes.
At this time, someone suddenly said unwillingly: "Looking at it this way, Wang Rui of the Xutian Sect is indeed a legendary figure. He can become the leader of a sect with a named disciple and pioneer the ancient and modern immortal ways. It is estimated that there will be no one else."
Wang Rui stood in the crowd and touched his nose in embarrassment. Unexpectedly, he was forced to pretend to be cool.