Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 11 Loose Cultivation
Soon, it will be noon.

A figure flew quickly from a distance, stepped on the sword and landed on the high platform in all directions.

Lu Zhong took a closer look and found that it was a cold-faced young man wearing Qingyang Men's Taoist robe, with long black hair tied with jade hairpins, star-eyed and sword-browed, with inexplicable power on his body.

"This is Lie Huo Jian Yu Qing?"

"That's right, it's the spell-casting genius of Qingyangmen!"

"I heard that he is only [-] years old, and he is already at the ninth level of Qi Refining."

As soon as the young man appeared, the casual cultivators gathered in the audience began to whisper.

In their view, with such a genius presiding over the preaching meeting, their trip will definitely be fruitful.

Lu Zhong listened to them talking about the origins of the young people on the stage, while looking around.

Today's streets are full of people standing, and the space suddenly seems a lot narrower. At least five or six hundred monks have gathered here, and everyone is looking forward to the start of the sermon.

On the high platform in all directions, Yu Qing looked at the group of casual cultivators off the field, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

He was born in the direct blood of a family of cultivators, and he has always looked down on casual cultivators, thinking that these people are just scum and scum in the realm of cultivation, and this time he came to preach the Dharma and just received a mission from his sect.

At this time, Yu Qing was already sitting cross-legged on the futon.

He ignored how noisy the audience was, and casually talked about some of his experiences.

It's just that Yu Qing underestimated the casual cultivator's desire for knowledge. As soon as he opened his mouth, the originally noisy market-like venue immediately became completely quiet, leaving only the whistling wind.

Even if there were one or two ignorant casual cultivators making noise, they would be too frightened by the threatening gazes from around them to dare not speak out.

However, Yu Qing's views on casual cultivators did not change because of this.

"...Speaking of exercises, these are part of the factors that determine the ability to fight during the qi refining period. The choice of exercises should not only match the attributes of one's spiritual root, but also depends on what kind of spiritual power it can cultivate... When monks in the Qi refining period generally have weak spiritual power, the better the spiritual power characteristics, the stronger the fighting ability. Shangsan... Ordinary monks can almost crush them."

Lu Zhong at the bottom, after listening to Yu Qing's experience sharing, suddenly realized in his heart.

"It's no wonder that the Water Fire Aoki Art is so expensive, it's because of this reason..."

It's just that this kind of exercise that can cultivate special spiritual power is probably not something he can afford.

It is estimated that most of the casual cultivators are also like this, they practice basic skills without characteristics, so there are often situations where a group of casual cultivators can't beat a sect disciple.

In addition to the fact that sect disciples have more complete magic tools and spells, whether the skills have special characteristics is also one of the influencing factors.

Looking at the casual cultivators around who also suddenly realized, Lu Zhong couldn't help but feel sad for the group of casual cultivators.

"This kind of knowledge is probably common sense in the Zongmen family, but for these low-level casual cultivators in Qingliuxu, it is a precious secret that they are difficult to know."

Perhaps it is this kind of knowledge blockade that has created the current situation where the sect is superior.

On the high platform, Yu Qing was extremely impatient.

The faces of the rogue cultivators thirsting for knowledge seemed so disgusting to him. Seeing that the incense in front of him would take a quarter of an hour to burn out, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
Yu Qing stood up slowly, showing a strange smile downward.

"Don't you all want to see the Qingyang Fire Rain Technique? It's a good day today, so I'll let you experience it..."

Before the people below could react, he chanted complicated and awkward mantras, and made dazzling handprints.

As if doing it on purpose, Yu Qing deliberately slowed down the entire process of casting the spell, making every movement very standard, as if he really wanted to teach this spell to the casual cultivators below.

One after another, fireballs began to condense around his body...

The Qingyang fire rain technique is being displayed.

Seeing this, the casual cultivators all opened their eyes wide, lest they miss a single detail.

They have all heard of the name of the Qingyang fire rain technique. This is a secret spell created by Qingyangmen. It was born out of the most primitive fireball technique. It consumes a similar amount of spiritual power, but it has countless Times the power of fireball.

With such a famous spell, everyone present naturally wanted to learn it very much.

Moreover, it is really possible to learn a spell when one knows the incantations and handprints.

At this moment, Lu Zhong held his breath, his eyes fixed on Yu Qing.

He has the gray fog space, and he can go back to the memory of this scene countless times, so naturally he will not miss this rare opportunity.

But Yu Qing on the stage looked at the crowd below, but secretly smiled inwardly with disdain.

"Just believe what you say, this group of casual cultivators are so innocent and cute!"

Learning the Qingyang Fire Rain Technique is absolutely extremely difficult.

Even if Yu Qing had already worshiped the elder Zhu Ji in the school as his teacher, it took half a year under the careful guidance of the master to learn this secret spell.

Regarding the learning of the Qingyang Fire and Rain Technique... that's right, Yu Qing did teach the mantras and handprints without reservation.

For general spells, this is enough to learn spells.

But the conditions for performing this Qingyang Fire Rain Technique are not only the above two, but also a special breathing method.

Without a special breathing method to make the mantra resonate, it is impossible to perform the Qingyang Fire Rain Technique.

"Hmph, just waste your time learning it!" Yu Qing thought maliciously, looking at the group of casual practitioners who were fascinated by learning, she pointed her fingers forward without hesitation.

With a whoosh, dozens of small fireballs rained down on the crowd.

The casual cultivators present had never seen such a thing before, and after waking up, they all dodged to the side.

During the process, there were countless tramples, and the smell of feces and urine began to fill the air, and then there was a smell of blood wafting.

Looking at the tragic scene with countless injuries below, Yu Qing suddenly burst out laughing.

"It really is a bunch of stupid cultivators!"

At the same time, he suddenly raised his fingers.

The fire rain that was about to fall turned around and shot all of them towards the sky, quickly exploding into gorgeous fireworks.

Only then did the group of casual cultivators realize that they had been tricked.

Although there were no casualties due to this, there were dozens of wounded.

Lu Zhong's face was extremely gloomy at this time, he did not expect that Yu Qing's character was so bad.

If the Qingyang fire rain technique just now hadn't changed its direction, it would still fall on the crowd below.

With the density of the crowd just now, at least a dozen people would die.

"It seems that in the eyes of the disciples of the sect, casual cultivators are just objects that can be bullied at will." Lu Zhongxin realized something.

In the final analysis, this situation is caused by the huge gap in strength between the two sides.

The world of comprehension has always respected strength, and if you want to be respected, you must first have sufficient strength or a strong background.

Otherwise, today's scene will only continue to be staged.

(End of this chapter)