We were traveling for half a day, and at around noon, we saw many escaping lights passing through the smoke and clouds. Lang Fei slowed down his speed slightly and looked down intently. Through the thin clouds, he could see a relatively flat area in the center of a ridge not far ahead.
A group of palaces stretching for miles appeared.www
Knowing that the place ahead was his destination, Lang Fei turned down. After a moment, he landed in an open space next to Fangshi.
After taking a short rest, Lang Fei walked to the market and looked around. He saw crowds of people coming and going, towering pavilions near and far, various spiritual materials and countless treasures on the roadside stalls, and even the low-grade magic weapons could be seen everywhere.
Some prosperous shops on the street clearly stated some high-grade magical artifacts at real prices on their labels. Lang Fei couldn't help but sigh, the market in front of him was probably not a hundred times stronger than what he had seen in Zhao State.
It was noon, and the boy had no food in his stomach and was feeling hungry. He saw a restaurant not far away in the middle of the street, so he quickly walked in.
When they arrived at the door, a young waiter welcomed him in with a smile on his face. After entering the front hall, he looked around and saw many monks here, half of whom were above the level of foundation building. Lang
Fei couldn't help but secretly smacked his tongue and lamented that the large residence was no better than that of a small country with aristocratic families. It was really rich in things and people. With a little sigh, Lang Fei went straight to the second floor, but did not ask for a private room. He only found a window seat in the lobby
The seats were taken. The waiter ordered some exquisite dishes. Lang Fei didn't ask the price, just ordered some casually, and sat down to wait.
After a while, the wine and food were ready, and while the thief was pouring and drinking alone, he secretly paid attention to the conversations of the other people at the table. For a while, even when he was slightly drunk, he did not even inquire about anything related to the Xuanhuo Sect.
In desperation, he had no choice but to give up his original plan, and after paying the bill with spiritual materials, he walked downstairs to the front desk, found the shopkeeper with a rich face, and asked: "The shopkeeper is a casual cultivator in Naishang. In recent years, my cultivation has been greatly improved."
I am stagnant and want to join a sect to settle down in order to make progress, but I don’t know when the Xuanhuo Sect will open a sect to accept disciples?"
The shopkeeper was not surprised when he heard about it. He looked at Lang Fei carefully, smiled slightly, and said: "My guest, the shopkeeper has been doing this business all year round. He has received no less than a thousand guests like you. I advise you to still
Putting this thought aside, Xuanhuo Sect is a first-rate sect, but it is not easy to get into. Considering that your cultivation level is not low, if you have one or two special skills, you should settle down and find a second- or third-rate sect to live in. Don’t wait for this.
I am so ambitious, and in my opinion, the only way to cultivate oneself is to practice diligently."
The shopkeeper also had good intentions. Although Lang Fei was grateful, he was different from others and had to sneak into the Xuanhuo Sect. He could only shake his head and remain silent.
Seeing how persistent he was, the shopkeeper let out a long sigh, then pointed to the northeast of Fang City and said: "Brother, there are many stubborn people like you, but I haven't seen many who get what they want.
Nowadays, there are quite a few people who choose to settle here, just for the day when the Xuanhuo Sect opens its doors and accepts disciples once every ten years. If you have time, you can go to the side of Qinghu Lake outside Fangshi at sunset, where many casual cultivators gather.
, is a good place to get information.”
Lang Fei nodded when he heard this, thanked the shopkeeper, then turned and left.
He spent the entire afternoon walking around the entire market. Although there were many strange things along the way, he didn't see a piece of Earth Element Magnetic Crystal. Lang Fei felt depressed in his heart and finally waited until the sun set. When the Jade Rabbit climbed up to the willow tree, he
Walking towards the northeast of Fangshi.
After leaving Defang City, we walked about half a mile and passed two sparse groves. We saw a small mountain with a gentle slope and a wave of water. Through the new green branches, we occasionally saw the light of fire swaying on the beach.
It was still far away, but I could hear the crackling sound of firewood and bursts of hearty laughter.
Lang Fei felt happy, and a smile appeared on his lips, thinking that not far ahead was the place the shopkeeper mentioned.
He walked quickly and bypassed a gurgling stream. Under the light of the fire, a brown beach appeared in front of Lang Fei. Not far away, several bonfires were blazing, surrounded by more than fifty monks in various costumes.
There were people old and young, boys and girls, and even a few three-year-old children, running staggeringly among them, babbling and mumbling indistinct children's language.
What a warm scene! Lang Fei was afraid of disturbing everyone, so he muted his footsteps and approached slowly.
When he got closer, the ear of the person with his back to him moved slightly. He may have heard the sound of subtle footsteps. He turned his head slightly and saw Lang Fei coming, but he didn't say much. He just moved his buttocks to make way for him.
A gap.
Lang Fei smiled at him, bent over and sat down.
The firelight reflected his unfamiliar face, and everyone around the campfire only glanced at it briefly, and then looked away from Lang Fei's face, as if they were used to such scenes.
Lang Fei couldn't help but smile knowingly. After he sat down and listened carefully to the conversation, he found out that the speaker was an old man in his sixties who was in the late stage of foundation building. What he was preaching was some meditation methods and cultivation methods.
No wonder so many casual cultivators chose this place to settle down! Regarding the words of the restaurant owner, Lang Fei had a clear understanding in his heart. Even if he could not be selected into the Xuanhuo Sect, many casual cultivators could gather here to talk about scriptures and Taoism, and exchange their practice experiences with each other.
It's nothing short of desirable.
In this way, the old man talked for half an hour. When he stopped, someone who didn't understand what he was talking about asked questions, and the old man explained everything one by one. When the moon was in the middle of the sky, about midnight, he forgot about the practice.
Everyone talked about the strange things in the Evergreen Cultivation World. Most of them came for the Xuanhuo Sect. Naturally, they had more or less discussions about the Xuanhuo Sect's opening of a sect to accept disciples. Lang Fei sat quietly and listened quietly.
From their few words, we learned that the last time Xuanhuo Sect accepted disciples was seven years ago. If we wait for this time, it will still take three years. After listening to everyone's discussion, Lang Fei was expressionless, but he was sincere in his heart.
It's a bit embarrassing. In three years, he can't wait. If he still practices Shinto techniques, he thinks he can steadily advance to the later stage of foundation building. But now he has entered Qi training. Judging from his experience in the Huo family a few months ago
, the purple elixir energy in his body is like a big stomach king, and the terrifying power of a geomagnetic crystal is not enough to advance him. If he wants to stay here, it will be equivalent to wasting three years. Thinking of this, Lang Fei
Sighing, a trace of sadness could not help but creep up on his forehead.
"By the way, Uncle Li, when you came back at noon, didn't you just say that Ji Lei Mountain was famous all over the world and was about to open its doors to accept disciples? What is going on? You might as well tell everyone about it separately."
Although everyone was sitting around the bonfire, the seats were arranged irregularly. The person who suddenly made a sound was a female nun on the left corner next to Lang Fei.
Suddenly hearing this, Lang Fei was startled. He looked at the female cultivator by the firelight and saw that she was still in her youth. Although her little face still had a bit of childishness, her eyebrows had already begun to show off her charming look.
It shows that she is really a flower bud that has not yet bloomed, a pretty girl in the coming spring. She has thin willow eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, a cherry mouth filled with plain shells, a beautiful nose dotted with clam beads, a colorful phoenix flying around her necklace, and two peach cheeks reflecting fiery red.
Lang Fei was paying attention to the female cultivator, but a middle-aged man with a beard next to her smiled slightly and said: "I also heard about it occasionally on the way home. I think it will spread to the city in the near future. I want to say
This matter, for us as casual cultivators, is both good and bad."
After saying this, the strong man paused. When he saw everyone looking at him intently, he smiled and continued: "Everyone should know that it has only been two years since Jilei Mountain accepted disciples. This time, the mountain was opened to accept disciples."
, but it is not as grand as in the past, but is aimed at a small group of people. Although there are no strict restrictions on age and qualifications this time, it only blocks the path to advancement for most casual practitioners. Because of its external declaration, today
Those recruited by this institute must have a cultivation level of Foundation Establishment or higher, and must have some special talents before they can be admitted into the courtyard wall."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, there was silence in the crowd. After a while, someone asked: "Brother Li, what does this special talent mean?"
The middle-aged man sighed, looked at the little girl next to him with a look of regret, and said quietly: "Refining elixirs, refining weapons, drawing talismans, setting up formations, developing poisons, etc."
When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other. The old man who was giving the lecture smoothed his white hair from his temples, shook his head and sighed: "As Li Xiaozi said, those who are proficient in those talents are not the most famous among our casual cultivators."
Ji Lei Shan is also a person who can figure out whether he can master a special skill and reach the level of foundation building. If he can achieve this level in casual cultivation, his chances and qualifications will not be much different.
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After saying that, he shook his head, sighed again, and said with a grimace: "Alas, like us, we have no special skills, and we are not spiritual root aliens. We are just lonely and homeless cultivators. Such
You don’t have to think about it anymore.”
All the casual cultivators sighed and groaned, but Lang Fei, the boy frowned and murmured the name Ji Lei Mountain, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart. Xuanhuo Sect is imperative, but
That will have to wait until three years later. During this period, if there is no good place to go, Jilei Mountain is an excellent place to live. Firstly, it happens to be the time when he opened the mountain to recruit disciples. Secondly, it is very suitable for his own conditions.
, Thirdly, during this period, if you are lucky and use some small means to get some earth element magnetic crystals, as long as you can endure the torture, it is not difficult to advance to the later stage of foundation building.
After careful consideration, Lang Fei is convinced that this is feasible. As long as he is more careful and hides his identity well, he will not reveal any flaws. Even if he meets the three ancestors of Jilei Mountain, he has the consciousness to cover up and is confident.
The disguise will not be seen through.
Having made up his mind, Lang Fei relaxed and felt a little more relieved on his face. He glanced at the monks around him and saw that they were still feeling sorry for themselves. He couldn't help but shake his head. He was about to get up and leave when he suddenly heard a rustle behind him.
There was the sound of footsteps, and when I turned my head to look, I saw a man in brocade clothes with a sinewy face walking quickly from a distance.