"Little friend, where did your cultivation come from? Can you tell me?"
Qin Fengming looked at the crazy young man in front of him for a moment, and the sharp light in his eyes gradually faded away. Just when he was about to turn around and leave, a question suddenly sounded behind him.
Qin Fengming couldn't help being shocked when he heard the voice so close to him.
Since practicing the Five Elements Kung Fu, he has been very aware of any disturbance within a few dozen feet around him, but this time someone approached him without even noticing it. How could he not be shocked?
Turning around, he saw an old man with a white beard standing a few feet away, looking at him with a peaceful expression.
Relying on the technique of checking the opponent's aura that he had already learned, Qin Fengming found it difficult to see the specific cultivation level of the old man in front of him, which made his head suddenly roar.
Although he has never traveled abroad, he has been very cunning since he was young and knew that the other party was a person much stronger than himself.
Qin Fengming was not stupid and knew not to lie, so he immediately answered the old man truthfully.
"I see, you have already practiced the technique of cultivating immortals, and you are considered an immortal cultivator. I just lack a boy who can pour tea and water. I see that you are quite clever, so you can follow me back to the sect."
In this way, Qin Fengming left the original martial arts sect and officially joined an immortal cultivating sect composed entirely of immortal cultivators.
Although this sect is a sect of immortal cultivators, and its members are all people who can use magic and magical powers, the relationship between them is even more difficult to tolerate than the original martial arts sect.
Although this sect is a large sect, it is divided into six peaks. Each of these six peaks is a force. Although the monks in each peak have competition, they are not worth mentioning when it comes to other peaks.
Qin Fengming witnessed with his own eyes that the old man he followed had a dispute with a big man in another mountain peak because of a precious piece of weapon refining material. When the two sides disagreed, they started fighting on the stage of life and death.
But the old man made one bad move and was killed by the big man on the spot.
Seeing the bloody scene in front of him, Qin Fengming was completely shocked.
The cruelty in the world of immortality was even worse than what he had seen before.
Without the old man as his backer, Qin Fengming was even more bullied in that sect. Although his life was not in danger for the time being, he was beaten with blood by other monks on seven or eight out of ten days.
It is precisely because of this that Qin Fengming is more eager to become stronger and work hard to practice.
He worked so hard that he almost forgot to eat and sleep. Others practiced for six hours a day, but he practiced for ten hours. As long as there were no other monks bullying him, he would devote himself to meditation and practice.
Even when some monks tortured him until they left, he endured the pain and continued to meditate.
Three years later, whether because of his good qualifications or because his hard work paid off, he actually practiced the Five Elements Kung Fu to the Dzogchen stage of the Qi Gathering Stage.
When he was bullied again by two other eighth-level Qi Gathering Stage disciples, Qin Fengming did not restrain his cultivation this time, but completely released his aura.
Seeing Qin Fengming in front of him whose aura suddenly surged to the level of the Great Perfection in the Qi Gathering Stage, the two monks who had always bullied the weak and feared the strong were stunned on the spot.
At this time, Qin Fengming was not going to be polite to them. As soon as he came out with his tactics, he immediately knocked down the two monks in front of him. He carried the two monks like two dead dogs and walked around the mountain peak.
The many low-level disciples who saw this scene were all horrified.
When a monk reaches the ninth level of Qi Gathering Stage, he can be directly listed as an elite disciple by the sect. Not only can he enjoy the most beneficial training in the sect, but he can also have his own cave. He no longer has to take on any responsibilities and only needs to work hard to cultivate in order to build a foundation.
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It can be said that disciples above the ninth level are the official disciples in the sect, while those at the following levels can only be regarded as handymen. If an elite disciple wants to kill a handyman, it will be too easy.
Not long after Qin Fengming returned to his dilapidated hut, he saw a dozen low-level disciples who had bullied him before coming outside the small courtyard and kneeling on the ground, all with expressions of horror.
When they saw two eighth-level disciples who looked like dead dogs through the fence, those low-level disciples of the sixth and seventh levels were even more like chaff and trembling incessantly.
No one in the sect will care about low-level disciples. As long as no one is killed, it is not considered a violation of the sect rules. This is also a way to encourage competition among low-level disciples.
I don't know who spoke first, took out all his savings, knelt down and placed them at the courtyard gate.
When other people saw this, they all took out their own wealth and kowtowed and followed suit.
Originally, Qin Fengming wanted to teach everyone one by one, but when he saw how understanding everyone was, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved. Monks cannot practice without spiritual stones, and although each of these people only has more than ten spiritual stones in their body,
But together, there are already nearly two hundred yuan.
Having so many spirit stones in front of you is much more cost-effective than beating everyone up.
Under this situation, Qin Fengming let everyone go and just calmly ordered that each person should hand in two spiritual stones every month.
At this time, Qin Fengming already had a more solid belief in the meaning of cultivation. Not only could he not be bullied, but he could also bring himself a lot of wealth. Wealth was something he had longed for since he was a child.
This also strengthened his desire to cultivate to a higher realm.
In this sect, Qin Fengming not only had many people who bullied him, but there were also several disciples who took great care of him. Among them was a little fat man. Whenever he was beaten until he was covered in blood, he would try his best to get it.
Give him herbs.
This moved Qin Fengming very much. Qin Fengming, who was capable, certainly took good care of the little fat man.
But the good times did not last long. Two years later, the sect he belonged to suffered a sudden disaster. A sect that had a feud with him united with dozens of immortal cultivating families and suddenly attacked.
Seeing that the sect that he used to live in was completely poisoned by the opponent in just two days, and the elders of the sect fell one after another, Qin Fengming was frightened, and a fierce aura surged up in his heart. The desire to become stronger became more stable in his heart.
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When he saw the little fat man who had been with him for several years being chopped into pieces by the other party, Qin Fengming's heart was bleeding. But he hated that he didn't have enough cultivation to save him in the slightest.
A year later, he watched many of the disciples who were escorting him escape from the sect, and when they arrived at a far away place, a Supreme Elder who had come down anonymously was injured and his deadline came early.
In Qin Fengming's heart, he was even more eager to reach a higher realm of cultivation.
This desire is not only to avoid being bullied and to avenge fellow sect members, but also the desire for immortality.
Half a year later, Qin Fengming finally broke through the bottleneck of foundation building, entered the realm of foundation building, and truly entered the ranks of immortal cultivators.
At the moment when he broke through the foundation-building realm, the belief in him to become stronger and to take revenge could not help but no longer be so strong. On the contrary, the desire for immortality became stronger.
He seems to have grasped the ultimate goal of cultivating immortality, which is not only to fight for death, but also to take revenge. Death is like a lamp extinguished, and everything is in vain. The only way to cultivate immortality is to live forever and be immortal throughout the ages.