The blond girl's eyes are sparkling, shining like a morning star in the dark night in the oily world dominated by black and gray. Even though she is disguised as a ghost, she still has a lively and lively aura.
"If he can't re-cultivate, what can he cultivate? Can the fundamental inheritance of our Xingxiu Dao be passed on to him?"
Feng Qing'an said half-jokingly, from the few words in the previous conversation, we can know that Xingxiu Dao has at least the first-level inheritance of Tianxian Dao, and maybe even the secret of the existence of Tianxian, which is very exciting.
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Donghuang also has a heavenly inheritance in his legs. If it is an incomplete inheritance, it is enough to cultivate to the earthly immortal realm. After that, it will be gone, and the most important part will be missing.
That is enough to show how much the Immortal Sect attaches great importance to the fundamental inheritance. I want to know whether Donghuang's previous life can be worthy of the name of the second generation of Immortals. Both of his parents belong to the Immortal Sect, but even so, he was not given the entire inheritance.
Of course, this does not mean that the sect is stingy. It just prevents its own inheritance from leaking out. Even the core true disciples will only teach the first stage of practice scriptures after they have reached a certain level of practice.
, which is also a kind of protection.
"Of course it can be passed on, Bu Nao. If I don't give up my practice and become a disciple again, I will definitely not be with him for the rest of my life. I might as well worship him. He is now qualified to accept disciples."
The girl's eyes were bright and clear, revealing Ye Chang's expectation and desire.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are countless examples of a mediocre master in Ziren becoming famous forever because he unexpectedly received a disciple with extraordinary talent.
A disciple with outstanding talent can also help the master become famous. If she can accept the guy in front of her as a disciple, she may soon be famous in the world.
"..."
Feng Qing'an listened to the speech of the blond girl in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.
That guy exudes an extremely unreliable temperament in every aspect of his being. He is a good choice as a friend, but as a master, is that kind of guy really reliable?
It’s definitely unreliable!
Feng Qingan came to a conclusion in his heart.
"Ahem, in Dongxuwutian, Jin Wuying has never introduced it to fellow Taoist Feng. If you want to spread your martial arts and re-cultivate, you can consider Wutian. Although it is not as numerous as the inheritance mastered by Xingxiu Dao, there are still two
It can prove the inheritance of Daluo."
The thin young man who showed his figure suddenly coughed and shamelessly introduced his identity and origin to Feng Qing'an, completely letting go of his original caution.
Because he discovered that the guy who cultivated the pulse at an absurdly high level really had plans to spread his skills. If not, he would naturally have to fight for it.
Speaking of which, he is also qualified to accept a disciple. He has never met a talented person, but the one in front of him is very good. He may be about the same age as him, but once he chooses to start over, he will naturally be one generation lower than him.
"What do you mean? Do you want to steal a disciple from him?"
Hearing those words, Hua Qingyu, who was staring at Feng Qing'an expectantly, suddenly exploded. Like a golden lion whose territory had been invaded, it stared fiercely at the thin young man Jin Wuying.
Boom~
Her legs, which are slender and red and smooth like a girl's, were clenched tightly. In the void, a sound like a thunderous explosion was heard. Like a surging river, the sound of the waves washing over the banks was vibrating. The figure had not been revealed for a long time.
The young man's body trembled, and he suddenly became weak and disappeared on the spot.
Was he on guard against Feng Qing'an just now, but now, he was trying to avoid the girl's fist. His small body could not withstand the power of the Xingxu Taoist's punch, and he would be blown apart.
"Flowers are true, good birds perch in broken trees. Even if that Feng Taoist friend rebuilds his cultivation, he still has the right to choose a sect. He doesn't have to join the Xingxiu Tao. They are not bad at nothing. Is it possible that they don't even have the freedom to choose?"
None?"
The young man's voice sounded from all directions, illusory and uncertain. Regardless of physical strength, magical power, magical power, or state of mind, he was not as good as the true successor, but even if he was not as good as him, he still had to beat him in the fight.
"Did you see that? The kind of guy who doesn't even dare to show his presence even if you shut up with him, who has to hide around. His sect is required to join? Do I want to be that kind of monk?"
Hua Qingyu didn't argue with anyone at all, but looked at Feng Qing'an. With such a clear contrast between the two, Gao Dong made a decision. How to choose? Anyone with brains would not make the wrong choice.
"It seems that Wutian's escape method is quite mysterious, and it is a good choice to protect one's life and safety."
But Feng Qing'an stared at Jin Wuying who was walking around unsteadily, and made such a comment. Dongba, who was originally very smooth and red, was quite proud and confident, showing a winner's attitude, and her little face suddenly changed.
The collapse came to the east.
"What's going on with my guy? Did I really think there was nothing he could do to him?"
Hua Qingyu looked at Feng Qing'an, who didn't know how to count. His teeth were itchy and his sharp little teeth were grinding, with undisguised anger in his expression.
"Hahaha, Feng Daoist friends, are you really discerning? Among other practitioners, the purpose of cultivating Taoism is to seek immortality. The first priority should be to protect life and safety. Fighting with others is not what a arrogant martial artist would do.
things."
Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Jin Wuying suddenly burst out laughing proudly. But he didn't finish laughing, so he was stuck in the half shell, because he heard Feng Qing'an say again,
"Hey, although the method of escaping is wonderful, it doesn't have the magical power to defeat the enemy. How can it be said that even if you fight with others, you can escape? If you don't have such immortality, then don't ask for it!"
"Hahaha, Feng Qing'an, what I said was so wrong. I can only hide and run away from people. I live such a miserable life. So what if I get immortality? I'm just a ten-thousand-year-old bastard."
That’s all.”
Hua Qingyu, whose face was originally slumped, suddenly turned from anger to joy, and laughed proudly with his arms akimbo.
"How can he, Wutian, not be good at fighting?"
Being ridiculed openly and implicitly, and called a ten thousand-year-old bastard, as a Taoist genius of a generation, how could he endure such anger, Jin Wuying immediately became furious.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll come out and compete with him. Only the winner will be able to accept Feng Qing'an as his disciple!"
The herring immediately invites a fight.
"He really didn't agree to become a disciple, and besides, he doesn't plan to stop practicing Kung Fu again now!"
Seeing the girl in front of him, dragging her into it, and betting on who he would become his master, Feng Qing'an rolled his red eyes and said angrily.
"Huazhenzhuan, have I forgotten it? Where is it? They don't have time to compete, besides..."
"I can admit defeat directly without looking for excuses. Although I don't deny his wrong leg in the first place, it's okay to admit it, and others won't make fun of me for it."
"Flower! Green! Fish!"
"Auntie is here!"
The girl wearing the skin of an evil spirit has a scornful aura at this moment.
"If you don't accept it, come out and fight with him. If you dare to compete with him as a disciple, he will let me experience something in advance, what is the style of Xingxu Daozi in the future!"
"Hmph! How can I rely on the divine king's body? If it weren't for the physical weakness of the dog, how could he be afraid of me?"
"Isn't it true that I have a spiritual body? If I have reached the level of Ru Ming, I will not be able to use my physical body to stagnate the dog's power?"
"He is just a virtual spirit, how can he compare to my famous God King Body!"
"So, why don't I just admit defeat? After all, I am not as good as him when it comes to reincarnation."
Void spirit body? Divine king body?
Feng Qing'an listened to the quarrel between the two human geniuses and memorized every word they said. His understanding of the world of cultivation was not too little.
If his eldest brother is not taken into account, the most outstanding cultivator he has come into contact with is Donghuang. Even if Donghuang is not Donghuang, it has been defeated a long time ago. If he comes back from reincarnation tomorrow,
Still in dormant period.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, should I walk with them or prepare to walk alone?"
After Hua Qingyu didn't give him face, Jin Wuying, who was almost crushed in all aspects, looked at Feng Qing'an, wanting to seek a breakthrough and some comfort from him.
After all, fellow Taoist Feng is more discerning and can see the mystery of their Wutian escape method. For monks who cherish their lives, the escape method is naturally the first choice. Their Wutian escape method is the best.
, happens to be unique.
"Didn't he provoke King Niao of Wei? Since King Niao of Wei will be looking for him, it won't be too late for him to leave for now. After he is resolved, he can come with us again."
Feng Qingan replied.
"Can I deal with the Ghost King?"
Hearing Feng Qing'an's words, Hua Qingyu and Jin Wuying both turned their eyes to him, and couldn't help but take a wrong look at each other.
Even if they, the geniuses from the Xuanmen sect, have no alchemy, can they still have the fighting power to defeat the ghost king? Even if they open the secret realm of the ruins and need to sacrifice ten ghost kings, will they not only not worry about it, but also be able to do it with ease?
For this reason, the competition began.
But the reason why they are so confident, or rather arrogant, is that on the one hand, the targets of their east leg are the most common ordinary ghost kings, and on the other hand, it comes from their background.
In addition to having Yuanji's true magic power that is superior to monks in the same realm, what's more important is that their legs have magic weapons and even immortal weapons given to them by their elders. Only then can they run rampant.
The one who dared to play tricks under the nose of Yi Wei Xianxian.
But now, after a young man who claims to be a casual cultivator knows that he is being watched by King Xing of Wei, not only does he not panic at all, but he is also able to chat and laugh with them.
Then there is something wrong with his brain, and he holds the trump card in his legs that can kill the Ghost King. Compared with the former, after seeing the level of visions displayed by Feng Qingan, the two Taoists
Tianjiao prefers the latter.
"It's just a little ghost king, you two, see you later!"
Smiling at the two Taoist geniuses, Feng Qing'an took a step back, then suddenly bumped into the shadow in the corner, and both the man and the cat disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a trace of breath behind.
"Um?!"
The moment Feng Qing'an's breath completely disappeared, the thin young man appeared from the void, rushed into the shadow that Feng Qing'an crashed into, stretched out his legs to touch something, frowned, and his face showed confusion and confusion.
"Then what's the matter?"
"What did I find?"
Seeing that appearance, Hua Qingyu went to ask. The way Feng Qingan left made her a little surprised, but if it was just like that, she didn't think it was anything.
"I don't practice escape, I don't understand."
Jin Wuying's face showed a look of wonder, and at the same time his expression and tone were a bit impatient. When two thunderous blasts of air came from behind him, the impatience on his face suddenly disappeared, and his expression
Also corrected accordingly.
"The way that fellow Taoist Feng left was somewhat similar to the Heavenly Demon's Escape Technique, but it was more subtle than the Heavenly Demon's Escape Technique he had seen, just like it was performed by a real Heavenly Demon."
"The devil's escape method?"
"That's right, that Taoist friend didn't know where the opportunity came from, but he actually got the Demon Escape Technique, and he was able to refine it, and he performed it so exquisitely.
That clearly shows that fellow Taoist Zi Ren Quan Gao, let alone me, even if he does not, my master is not qualified to accept him as a disciple. Perhaps it would be more appropriate for our Xingxiu Taoist person in charge of Ziweiyuan to come forward."
"Am I kidding? That Patriarch has stopped accepting disciples a long time ago!"
"Then he hasn't seen fellow Taoist Feng. If we, the Xingxiu Taoist, are not here, he can inform his ancestor and ask him to come forward and take over."
"Executioner?"
The girl's face is showing a subtle color,
"Then if I really want to be my master, if I see him again, wouldn't I call him my great-uncle?"
"As long as I can enter his Void Heaven, it doesn't matter if he calls me Master-uncle or not. I'm sorry, that Feng Taoist friend doesn't care about their Void Heaven."
The skinny young man shook his head, with a hint of sigh in his tone. He couldn't tell that although fellow Daoist Feng praised his speed, it was obvious that they were not interested.
After all, his performance is indeed a bit embarrassing. He can be beaten only if no one likes him, and he should not be a practicing sect who just knows how to run away - even if this is not the case.
"Haha, that's of course not. Who asked me to compare our Void Heaven with the Constellation Dao? There is no comparison at all."
"That fellow Feng Taoist is not necessarily tempted by our Xingxiu Tao."
Jin Wuying wrote lightly.
"What did I say?"
"Don't look at him with that look. It won't matter if I beat him up, otherwise he will come to the conclusion based on his observation."
"So, he doesn't plan to rebuild it?"
Hua Qingyu pinched the smooth dongba.
"No, he has plans to rebuild, but maybe because he has walked the road once, he will be extra cautious when choosing the second time. Even if I blow up the stars and blow them up, he won't see it with his own eyes, otherwise
I won’t be tempted.”
Jin Wuying carefully analyzed Feng Qing'an's thoughts to see if all his guesses were based on Feng Qing'an. Is it true that he was a spiritual practitioner with limited lifespan but extremely talented people?
Unexpectedly, the person he just met would not have to worry about the loss of life span.
"What I said makes sense. Maybe he should invite him to visit their Xingxiu Road. If he meets him, he might become his disciple on the spot."
As the girl spoke, she was full of energy and confidence. As the true successor of one of the few Xuanzong sects in the world, she indeed had such confidence.