Lin Xiao said loudly, a strange look flashed in his eyes. This sentence is really suitable for him. The reason why he can approach the level of a third-rate weapon refiner is not because of Lin Xiao's own talent for weapon refinement.
It is unusual. The biggest reason is that Lin Xiao has had access to a large amount of cultivation resources since he was a child. The rare metals used in weapon refining, which are valuable in the eyes of others, are just ordinary ordinary metals in his eyes.
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If Lin Youling had the same training resources as him, then Lin Youling might have become a third-rate weapon refiner long ago.
But this is not necessarily the case. People who are born into wealth have no desire to pursue wealth, but people who are born into poor families tend to think about themselves and restrain themselves with great ambition. This may be a strange rule. Since ancient times, standing in the wilderness
Most of the venerables at the top of the realm are from ordinary backgrounds, and there are not many who are rich or noble. On the contrary, those who lacked spiritual resources when they were young can go further in the future.
Xiang Luoxi thought thoughtfully, and then expressed his agreement.
If I were still in that isolated mountain village, let alone the priceless Phoenix Breath Pill, I couldn't even find the cheapest Kung Fu book, let alone practice it and become an internal Kung Fu master.
Cultivation resources indeed restrict one's practice path, and there is only one way to break through this shackles, and that is to join a force with abundant practice resources, such as the Seven Sects.
Xuanzong is entrenched in the Central Territory. Of the four sects that were once located in the Central Territory, only Xuanzong is left. This can be said to be a dominant family, and the heritage of its sect cannot be underestimated. Someone once said that today's Xuanzong has a faint trace of what it was back then.
The flavor of the Foreign Formation Sect, but that Foreign Formation Sect was quite famous because of its main lineage of strange spirits. Today's Xuanzong relies entirely on its own strength.
This is why talented young people from all over the world are rushing to join Xuanzong. The title of Xuanzong disciple means that they will have countless practice resources in the future. Only with these rich practice resources can these people be compared.
Regardless of the level of talent, Xuanzong only recruits people under the age of twenty-two when recruiting disciples. The reason for this is somewhat intriguing.
In the early stages of cultivation, the gap in cultivation resources will not make much difference in strength. Among young people at this age, there is simply no one who can reach the level of an internal strength master. Therefore, the fairness of the freshmen meeting is guaranteed.
If you are a few years older, I am afraid that the gap in cultivation resources will be highlighted by then. The difference in strength between an internal strength master and a person who has opened up the spirit gathering veins is not even a little bit. After all, only by becoming an internal strength master can you control the most basic things in this world.
Power - the power of heaven and earth.
"Brother Xiang, further ahead is Juxian Tower. I think Fan Zijin will be shadowed by this place for the rest of his life, hahaha..."
Lin Xiao grinned.
Xiang Luoxi also chuckled, and thought of that scene again in his mind. Fan Zijin punched himself enthusiastically, but was punched through the floor by his own blow, and he was knocked unconscious with just one punch.
In the past, this place may have become the shadow of Fan Zijin. Until now, Xiang Luoxi still hasn't figured out why Fan Zijin rushed up when he didn't understand his own strength. Could it be that he also thinks that he has no brains and is just a human being?
A reckless man?
Thinking of this, the two stopped and Lin Xiao said to Xiang Luoxi:
"Brother Xiang, wait outside for a while. I'll be back as soon as I go."
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Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes, said with a smile, and then stepped through the door of Juxian Tower.
Xiang Luoxi didn't bother to enter such a gathering place for dandy children. Most of the people there were of noble birth. Xiang Luoxi thought of Fang Lin who was thrown out of the Juxian Building. He didn't know what he was doing now.
After the Xingyue Gang taught him a lesson, did the Xingyue Gang cause trouble for him again?
At this moment, Xiang Luoxi's eyes noticed a fat figure on the roadside. The man had a round waist and a fat body. He seemed to weigh more than two hundred kilograms, but was less than five feet tall. He looked like a potato.
Luo Xi thought about it carefully and suddenly thought of who this person was.
Isn't that the leader of the Xingyue Gang back then? At this time, he put his big belly that could hold several watermelons directly on the street vendor's stall. Yes, he leaned to the side, with his big belly
The belly was placed directly on the wooden table. As he spoke, the wooden table under him creaked and groaned in pain. The vendor in front of him looked like he didn't dare to provoke him, and stood in front of him.
He was submissive, and the passers-by looked like they had nothing to do with him, and just passed by the big fat man expressionlessly.
"Gang Leader Lu, didn't I give you the filial piety money this month? Why did you come to me again today to ask for it? Do you think this will work? I have just set up this stall. I will sell it after a few days.
Can I give you the filial piety money?"
This fat man's name is Lu Yi. Everyone in the surrounding shops knows that this guy is a ruthless person. He has dozens of people from the Xingyue Gang under his command. He is very powerful. For ordinary people like them, threats like Lu Yi are no longer a threat.
It has been two days, but the strength is not enough to compete with them, so they can only passively hand over some "protection fees" every month. Lu Yi will also symbolically "protect" them, but just a few days ago, this Lu Yi
Yi has to come here almost every two days, wishing to clean off the grease and water in their shops. He can bear it once or twice, but who can bear it when he comes here every two days?
However, they were forced to fall within the sphere of influence of the Xingyue Gang led by Lu Yi, so they had no choice but to admit defeat. After all, if they even allowed their shops to be demolished, they would really be destitute.
"Bah!" Lu Yi yelled, looking left and right with his fat, round face, then pointed at the thin vendor in front of him and shouted:
"Shaomeng, I remember that you gave me a few gold coins less than two days ago. You must make up for it today, otherwise I will burn down your shop and beat you up..."
Listening to Lu Yi's threatening words, the thin vendor couldn't help but feel sad. The last time he came to ask for the filial piety money was for this reason. However, Lu Yi could strangle his neck with one hand, so he didn't dare not.
From then on, the passers-by were afraid of avoiding Lu Yi, and no one dared to watch. However, the thin vendor could only reach into his arms and touch the few gold coins left in his waist.
Not only did Lu Yi not feel a trace of guilt about his behavior of shaving off people's wealth, but he was still acting smart, thinking to himself:
"Hey, the more than one hundred gold coins I gave to Fang Lin have been earned back in the past few days. Let's do this in the future. Haha, it's much faster than the gold coins I got before. After a long time, I will also go to Bibo Chamber of Commerce.
Get a mortal skill and improve your strength!"
While looking at it, he looked at the merchant in front of him and found that he had been groping around in his arms, but refused to hand over the few gold coins. He seemed a little impatient, and Lu Yi jerked his big belly.
Pressing down, the wooden table beneath me exploded
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It collapsed, and the snacks sold by the vendor were eaten all over the floor, stained with the dirt of the street, and could not be sold. Lu Yi stepped on the broken wooden table, and reached out to grab the vendor's neck.
, said viciously:
"Did I give you too much time? Be careful, I will crush your throat on the spot!"
The vendor's breathing seemed to be affected as his neck was grabbed, and his face turned pale. He could only quickly take out the five gold coins left in his arms and hurriedly handed them to Lu Yi.
Seeing the five shining gold coins in the merchant's hand, Lu Yi instantly let go of his hand and grabbed the gold coins. Regardless of the merchant's pitiful eyes, he directly put the five gold coins into himself.
pocket, but Lu Yi was still a little dissatisfied with only getting five gold coins. Then he continued to glare fiercely at the vendor in front of him and said:
"Hmph, are there any gold coins hidden? How could such a nice little shop only have five gold coins left?"
Lu Yi had a bad smile on his face, while the vendor in front of him had a look of despair. Unexpectedly, Lu Yi became more and more aggressive. He was like an ant in the palm of his hand being played with, but because of the fear of death, he
He didn't dare to resist Lu Yi's violence, so he could only curse Lu Yi several times in his heart.
"Ahem, how could that be possible? Gang Leader Lu, all my worth is here, just think of it as my filial piety to your old man. In the future, can you show your favor and let me go? Next month! I will visit you next month.
, and then offer filial piety money..."
The posture of the vendor in front of him was very low, and he was a little panicked. He was afraid that Lu Yi in front of him would see any clues. However, after seeing the vendor's appearance, Lu Yi burst out laughing, and then patted him on the shoulder:
"Hahaha, okay! Just know the rules. Under the protection of my Xingyue Gang, no one will touch your hair!"
After saying that, Lu Yi turned around with a smile. At this time, the vendor behind him secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally been fooled.
After Lu Yi turned around, the smile on his face instantly froze, and his right hand in his pocket trembled slightly, and he recalled the unbearable scene in his memory.
He saw Xiang Luoxi standing in front of him expressionlessly, while Lu Yi looked frightened and backed away, almost hitting the thin vendor. Fortunately, he stopped in time, and
Lu Yi's head turned very quickly. After seeing Xiang Luoxi, he immediately changed his face. He was smiling with a lewd look on his face and said:
"Ahem, it's the young hero. What a coincidence that we met here today."
Perhaps because of shaking his legs, the gold coins in Lu Yi's pocket collided with each other, and there was a clear sound of metal collision. At this time, Lu Yi wanted to give himself a slap, so he could only laugh helplessly: