Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 82 What Kind of Cultivation Ghost Is This?

Ning Zhao and the others raised their eyes and saw Venerable Fu Xi with a slight anger on his face.

Her two short eyebrows were raised high, and the resentment in her heart could not be suppressed, and her mouth was crooked.

Venerable Fu Xi opened his mean mouth, pointed at the dispirited Wu Ming and screamed, "Wu Ming! Why do you only throw talisman paper?"

Wu Ming timidly raised his head and glanced at Venerable Fu Xi, but he didn't dare to answer, he would only throw the talisman paper...

Seeing that Wu Ming was silent, Venerable Fu Xi pointed his finger at Chu Yu who was about to step down from the competition stage, and his tone became even harsher, "Chu Yu, you just entered Wuyue of the Spirit Sword Sect, how could you beat Wu Ming?" ?”

"Why is he still in the middle stage of foundation establishment! You are in the mere qi refining stage, did you use some disgraceful magic weapon?"

Ning Zhao: ...

Fu Manlou doesn't seem to be in a very remote place, why is the news... so closed?

Cub only cultivated in the Qi refining stage, how long ago did this happen.

Ning Zhao sneered, and said loudly, "I haven't seen you in May, did you expect the news about Fu Manlou to be so closed?"

"Junior Brother has already entered the Foundation Establishment Stage, and I can see it with my mere Golden Core Stage cultivation. I guess the Venerable will not fail to see it..."

There were still some disciples whispering in the square, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

It was Venerable Lingyue who coughed lightly and scolded, "Azhao, why are you talking to Venerable Fu Xi like this!"

"It's not big or small, it's rude!"

Feng Xiaodie also coughed lightly, her eyes fell on Venerable Fu Xi for a while, and Ning Zhao for a while, her face was full of excitement from the melon-eating crowd.

Hearing Ning Zhao's words, Venerable Fu Xi snorted coldly in his heart, and sent out a strand of spiritual consciousness to explore Chu Yu. Feeling the increasingly majestic sea of ​​consciousness, his pupils unconsciously dilated a little.

how come!
In five months, he has gone from the Qi refining stage to the middle foundation building stage?

What kind of cultivation ghost is this?
Yin Ziqi naturally observed her master's expression. Seeing that the atmosphere was really awkward, she quickly jumped out to laugh, "Oh, my brother Chu, why are you still standing on the competition stage, come down quickly."

Then, she yelled angrily again, "Junior Brother Wu, look for yourself, you have been practicing as a master for many years before Junior Brother Chu! I remember... you were in the middle stage of foundation establishment three years ago, why did two years pass? You haven't made any progress at all?"

"No, I see that the aura around you seems to have become a little weaker!"

Wu Ming: Can I pretend that I don't exist?
Wu Ming silently retracted his neck into his collar, lowered his head, and kept kicking the stones on the ground with his feet.

Yin Ziqi's words really had some effect. After hearing the story of "Wu Ming retreated instead of advancing for three years", the disciples in the square all looked at him with wide eyes.

You must know that this path of practice is like climbing a mountain, first easy and then difficult.

From introducing qi into the body to the qi refining period, it will take at most two or three months.

It doesn't take much time from the Qi refining period to the foundation building period. For a monk with an earth-level spiritual root, it would be considered stupid to spend a year building the foundation.

The Golden Core Stage after the Foundation Establishment Stage is considered a big threshold.

Every year, [-]% of casual cultivators in the comprehension world fall on the lightning calamity when the Foundation Establishment Dzogchen ascends to the Golden Core stage.

Either the sea of ​​consciousness was shattered by the thunder calamity, or the mind was disturbed by the thunder calamity, what's more, because a thunder calamity drew out the inner demon...

"No, I remember... I remember that Wu Ming seemed to be a casual cultivator before entering Fumanlou?"

"It seems to have been heard that when he entered Fumanlou, he was already at the early stage of foundation establishment. Why is it that he is still at the middle stage of foundation establishment after so many years?"

"He is a direct disciple of Venerable Fu Xi, and he also has an earth-level spiritual root, no matter how you say, his aptitude is not so bad..."

"Could it be... is there actually something inside?"

The disciples in the square began to whisper to each other. Hearing the "whispering" of the disciples in his ears without lowering their voices at all, Wu Ming felt that he couldn't hold back the slightest bit of face.

Venerable Fu Xi was no longer embarrassed by what happened just now, because the embarrassment had already been transferred to Wu Ming.

Now Wu Ming just wants to find a crack in the ground to get in, and then bury himself deeply.

Or Venerable Xuanhe had eaten enough melons, and came out with a smile to smooth things over.

"Don't blame this disciple anymore. The path of cultivation is not easy. You have to experience all kinds of difficulties and temptations yourself to understand."

"Didn't we do a lot of wrong things when we were young? Not to mention when we were young, even now that we are older, we still do a lot of stupid things..."

When he said this, his eyes stayed on Feng Xiaodie, she was so angry that Feng Xiaodie blushed and her neck was thick, and she was embarrassed to ask Venerable Xuanhe why she was looking at her.

Venerable Xuanhe turned around and looked at Venerable Lingyue, "By the way, shouldn't we let those disciples who failed to advance to start the only challenge now?"

Venerable Lingyue nodded.

Venerable Fu Xi said loudly again: "The disciples who are slightly inferior in talent and have not successfully advanced will have a chance to challenge."

"The challenge object can be any one of the promoted disciples this time."

"Of course, you only have one chance to challenge, and promoted disciples can reject you, so...choose the challenge object."

As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples in the square below looked at each other and started whispering again.

"There is only one chance to challenge? Who is willing to accept the challenge? Wouldn't it be a pity to lose the promotion quota that was won so hard?"

"Ham, those of us who lost in the first round, it's not bad to have a chance to challenge..."

"That's not the case. If we challenge geniuses like Senior Sister Ning and Senior Brother Ye, even if we lose, it won't be a shame... Maybe there is a possibility of epiphany!"

"Hey, if I were a disciple who had already advanced, I would definitely not accept the challenge. Whoever you are, anyway, anyway, I won't let my quota slip away."

Having said that, a few disciples who failed to advance in the first round still did not give up and had already approached Chu Yu. After all... In their eyes, Chu Yu, a disciple who had just entered Wuyue of the Spirit Sword Sect, did not give up. Not much ability.

Under the halo of the heavenly spiritual root, the period from the Qi refining period to the middle foundation establishment period within five months seems to be nothing.

Seeing that Chu Yu was surrounded by the crowd, the other disciples who were about to move hurriedly followed.

There was a tall, chubby disciple in azure clothes, who took advantage of his size to push the other disciples aside, "Junior Brother Chu Yu, I also want to compete with you."

Another short, skinny and dark-skinned disciple who was squeezed out hurriedly came back from the gap and shouted loudly: "Junior Brother Chu Yu, compare yourself with me first, compare yourself with me!"

They were all in a hurry, as if they had already decided that as long as Chu Yu accepted the challenge, his promotion quota would be transferred to others.

Chu Yu didn't say a word, just raised his head, and his eyes wandered over the faces of the people around him.

Ning Zhao couldn't sit still.

Depend on!What do you mean, being a cub is easy to bully, isn't it?
A total of [-] disciples did not advance, and there are more than a dozen around the cubs, can you show some face!
Ning Zhao stepped forward and chuckled, "Why are you all surrounding my junior brother?"

"If you want to compete, I can also accompany you."

　Are you full of shopping today? Tomorrow is Double Eleven~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)