The road to immortality for a hundred generations

[This chapter has not been finished yet, and is being urgently revised. Please wait for a few hours, and I will revise this chapter immediately after I finish writing. I will fill in the following content with the old manuscript to prevent interruption of the manuscript. I am really sorry~]

The weight of the three phoenix bamboos in my hand is equivalent to the four or five trees I used to have.

"what's the situation?"

He frowned and looked at the bamboos dragged sideways, only to realize that these bamboos were actually old bamboos that had grown for more than ten or twenty years!

"hiss!"

He gasped and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, only to see that the area where more than a dozen phoenix bamboos had grown before was now bare.

"What kind of boss is here to cut bamboo? Isn't it necessary?"

"really."

When Wang Feng, who had completed the task of cutting down the bamboos, rushed to the bamboo forest, he saw that the three bamboos had disappeared.

Because it was his first time to take on a mission, he didn't know much about the details, so he tentatively took ten trees first, which was the amount for one mission.

After he had just cut down a dozen trees and found that it was not difficult, he handed over his first task and took on the task of cutting down thirty trees at once.

There is no way, mainly because the bamboo is too big and cannot fit into the storage bag.

This task also does not allow for secondary cutting.

The monk at the gate of the Phoenix Tail Bamboo Forest could only add a completed mark to the wooden task board. He could not mark thirty trees first, and then change it to fifty or one hundred trees, so he had to choose a tree he could mark at once. Take away quantity.

After walking into the Phoenix Tail Bamboo Forest again, this time Wang Feng walked non-stop to a place with a large bamboo forest.

"Doo-doo-doo~"

Not far away, there was a continuous sound of felling bamboo.

It was obvious that there were no fewer than ten monks cutting down the Phoenix Tail Bamboo just nearby, let alone further down.

The requirement for cutting down bamboo is that it must be more than three years old.

Therefore, many monks will choose Phoenix tail bamboo that is three to five years old. Some people who have just reached the middle stage of Qi training will only choose Phoenix tail bamboo that is three years old.

This also caused the monks who cut down the bamboo to be scattered and not get together.

For example, when Wang Feng looked around, he could only hear his voice but not see his person.

It was obvious that even the bamboo cutter closest to him was some distance away.

For Wang Feng, he only needs to cut down the bamboos that are more than three years old. He does not need to distinguish whether they are three years old, five years old, or ten or twenty years old.

So he didn't bother to walk inside, and took out the Thousand Refined Meteor Iron Sword from his storage bag and started chopping.

In fact, even with the Thousand Refined Meteor Iron Sword, he only needs one sword to cut down those bamboos that are less than ten years old. Only those bamboos that are older need a second sword.

Therefore, Wang Feng thought for a moment and changed the way the zhenqi operated so that it would not increase the sharpness, but only maintain the tenacity of the Thousand Refined Meteor Iron Sword.

The true energy is ever-changing, hard and soft at the same time.

Sword energy is the strong side of true energy, and healing is its soft side.

As a warrior at the pinnacle of the Grand Master, he is naturally proficient in most of the methods of qi movement in the mortal world.

Of course, the world of cultivating immortals is larger after all, and there are still cultivators. Maybe there are other ways of moving Qi here, which will have more special uses.

Without the restraint of the sword energy, he struck down with his sword, and there was only a gap at the root of the Phoenix tail bamboo.

Wang Feng did not hesitate, and struck a dozen more swords in succession, all of which accurately struck the only gap.

However, this Phoenix Tail Bamboo is indeed a first-order high-grade spiritual plant. Without sword energy and relying only on the sharpness of the Thousand Refined Meteor Iron Sword itself and his strength, these dozen swords can only cut down this Phoenix Tail Bamboo. half.

You must know that although he did not use all his strength with these dozen swords, he still had [-]-[-]% strength.

Any one of these dozen swords would have to be blocked by the innate warrior with all his strength.

"Almost, this is just right."

Wang Feng was very satisfied with the current situation and continued to cut down.

It takes twenty or thirty swords to chop down a phoenix-tailed bamboo. This way you won't waste too much time, and you can also practice your sword skills.

Although he is already at the peak of the Grandmaster level, he is only about to turn 30. In terms of accuracy and control, he is naturally not as good as those old guys who have been in the Grandmaster realm for hundreds of years.

So, you have to practice!

Of course, that's not enough.

So the rhythm of cutting is always changing.

Sometimes there are twenty or thirty swordsmen, and the swords are slashed at extremely fast speeds, and sometimes they are fast and sometimes slow.

Three fast and two slow, fast two and three slow, fast ten and seven slow, fast one and ten slow.

In this way, at his own pace, all thirty bamboo trees were chopped down in no time.

Then, Wang Feng used the prepared spiritual vines, fifteen on one side, and dragged a bundle with one hand, walking towards the monks stationed at the entrance of the Phoenix Tail Bamboo Forest.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Li, why did you suddenly chop down three bamboos that were more than ten years old?"

The monk stationed at the station could tell at a glance that these bamboos were not chopped by the person in front of him, so he smiled and joked, "Is it because the cultivation has improved? But that is not necessary. You also know that these people who have been practicing for more than ten years have Fengweizhu, in terms of delivering tasks, there is no difference between those who have been working for three to five years."

"Ah haha, my hands are itchy, my hands are itchy."

The monk surnamed Li said haha ​​and ignored it.

When he took the three phoenix bamboos, there was no one around.

Therefore, as long as he doesn't admit it, even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't force him to admit it.

"Okay, I've marked it, let's go and hand in the mission."

The resident monk marked the mission wooden sign and threw it away.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Seeing that the other party had no intention of asking further questions, the monk surnamed Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was obvious from the other party's expression that he had picked it up, the other party's silence still made him feel at ease.

Besides, even if you picked it up, you didn’t say you couldn’t hand in the mission?

As long as the rightful owner is not here.

"Hey! Look at that."

Just as he was about to leave, the resident monk suddenly raised his chin towards the entrance of the bamboo forest.

"what?"

The monk surnamed Li was a little confused and looked in the direction pointed by the other party. He saw a tall young monk holding a spiritual vine with each hand, and there were more than a dozen phoenix bamboos tied under the spiritual vine. .

"Hi~ This senior brother looks very strong."

Friar surnamed Li subconsciously drooled in his eyes.

If only he were that strong, then he would designate ten hours a day to cut the bamboo, and cut it more than 20 days a month.

In this way, you can quickly accumulate a large number of contribution points and then enter retirement life.

"Not long ago, he came here to deliver a task, ten bamboo trees that were ten years old or even more than 20 years old. And this was my first time meeting him. I had no impression of him before," the resident monk said to Li. The monk raised his eyebrows and said, "The three more than ten-year-old phoenix bamboos you just handed over to the task must have been left out by him."

"Ahaha, is that right? Haha, by the way, senior brother, I still have something to do, so I'll take the first step."

The monk surnamed Li was afraid that the other party would tell the senior brother what he had missed and eventually confront him, so he just found an excuse and ran away.

"Fellow Daoist, what's your name?"

Seeing the inner disciple dragging two bundles of Phoenix tail bamboo getting closer and closer to him, the stationed monk asked.

Wang Feng looked over following the voice and found that the other party was looking at him, so he said: "Wang Feng."

"Oh, it turns out to be Brother Wang~"

The resident monk smiled and said, "Brother Wang, your strength is really incredible. In just a short time, you have cut down forty bamboos, and looking at you like this, I'm afraid you can't even pick a young one." Are you too lazy to choose? According to your method of cutting, I am afraid that the contribution to this task will be reduced soon."

The contribution to the reward for cutting down the bamboo is not fixed.

The base number of the sect's contribution is twelve. If there are more Phoenix tail bamboos missing that month, it will rise to thirteen, fourteen, and the highest number will rise to fifteen.

If there are more people cutting down trees that month and there is less shortage of bamboos, the contribution will drop to eleven or ten, and the lowest one has been dropped to eight points.

Of course, the reduction in contribution does not affect the amount of the task deduction.

"Really? If you cut too many bamboos, the contribution to the task rewards will decrease?"

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised.

Isn't this the method often used by piece-rate factories in previous lives on Earth?

How come this happens in another world, and it's also the world of immortals?

"Actually, it's not a big problem. Brother Wang, you just need to cut down the bamboo at the beginning of the month."

The resident monk suggested, "If you only chop down a few dozen trees every day for seventy or eighty days, it won't have any impact on you."

After all, chopping bamboo can be deducted from the monthly task quota, so even if the contribution of cutting down a bamboo dropped from twelve to one, someone would still come to chop it.

"That's it. Thank you fellow Taoist for your advice."

Wang Feng nodded, cupped his fists and thanked him.

According to his status as an inner disciple, he only needs to cut thirty phoenix bamboos every month to deduct three tasks per month, and the rest are his contribution points.

Therefore, the reduction in the quota for cutting down bamboos still has a great impact on him.

"I think Taoist friend doesn't have much spiritual energy on his body, and he is also wearing inner sect clothes. He should be an individual cultivator, or a warrior, right?"

asked the resident monk.

"Yes, I am the new Grandmaster Warrior."

Wang Feng nodded.

"Oh! Warrior! Then fellow Taoist, you have made a good decision by joining the Seven Star Sect!"

The stationed monk laughed loudly and said, "Fellow Taoist, if you are equipped with the magic weapon of the weapon refiner, and then use the magic talisman of the talisman master, you can defeat those master warriors in a one-on-one fight."

In the mortal world, the reason why monks in the late stages of Qi training are stronger than master warriors is because of their spells and magical weapons.

In this world of immortal cultivation, master warriors can also use weapon refiners to create suitable magic weapons and talismans.

With the blessing of magic tools and talismans, some master warriors who are more experienced in fighting monks are even stronger than monks in the later stages of Qi training.

To put it simply, if there is a fight between a peak master warrior and a peak Qi practitioner.

When both sides have no experience, the Qi Practitioner is stronger with the help of magic weapons, spells and talismans.

If both parties have experience and the warrior is equipped with suitable magic weapons and talismans, then the warrior will be better.

Of course, even so, it cannot be said that monks are on the same level as warriors.

After all, if we really want to talk about it, in terms of realm, the Grandmaster Warrior is the benchmark for the Foundation Establishment Warrior.

The magical weapons and talismans only made the warrior fall behind by one and a half levels from a monk to only one level behind.

The monks stationed in the bamboo forest are actually inner disciples, but they are stronger than ordinary inner disciples, and they are all at the pinnacle of Qi refining.

On the surface, they call those outer disciples who are in the middle stage of Qi refining, but in fact they are just teasing them.

Only when they face people who are comparable to them will they put down their high arrogance.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for reminding me,"

Wang Feng nodded slightly and asked, "I have just joined the Seven Star Sect not long ago, and I don't know much about the internal information of the Seven Star Sect, so I would like to ask my friends, how can an inner disciple become a direct disciple?"

He was thinking about how he could become a direct disciple as soon as possible, so that he could better gain experience in promoting inner alchemy, and even assist in elixir condensation.

At the same time, I also had the opportunity to talk to the senior officials of the Seven Star Sect.

Even if you can't become a direct disciple of the Seven Star Sect, you must discuss it with Bai Yinhe as soon as possible and find a way to talk to the elders of the Seven Star Sect.

Mainly because Jiang Yunxiao brought a group of warriors to the immortal world in the mortal world, so it was no longer top secret.

If they don't say hello in advance, they may be treated as big dogs and eaten by their family in Xiantian City.

"Look at the size comparison~"

The stationed monk said casually, "The top three in the sect competition held once every ten years will definitely become direct disciples. If they perform well, they will have a chance. In the small competition within the peak held every three years, there is also a certain probability that they will become direct disciples."

"In other words, only the top three in the sect competition that takes place once every ten years can become direct disciples without any surprise. The rest are all a matter of luck?"

Wang Feng concluded his words.

"you can say it this way,"

The stationed monk nodded slightly, "Our little competition at Fengzhu Peak is just about strength. It's relatively clear and clear. It's not like other peaks that compete on elixir refining, weapon refining, formations, etc. It gives me a headache just listening to it."

"Then when were the closest sect competition and our Fengzhu Peak competition?"

Wang Feng asked again.

"The last sect competition was three years ago, which means we have to wait for another seven years. Our Fengweizhu's Peak Competition is coming soon, and it will start in about half a year."

The resident monk thought for a moment and replied.

"Half a year."

As soon as he heard that the sect competition would have to wait for seven years, Wang Feng knew that he could only participate in the small competition of this peak.

Fortunately, there is not much time left for the small difference, so you don’t have to wait for long. Half a year can be spent.

"Senior brother, in the past, what were the top few in my competition? What kind of cultivation level did they have?"

Wang Feng inquired.

Xiaobi's No.1 may not necessarily become a direct disciple, so he must at least become No.1, and then he must perform well.

"What other cultivation level could it be? They are all at the peak of Qi training,"

The resident monk shrugged, "Occasionally there will be one or two who are in the late stage of Qi training, but they are either wealthy and very skilled in controlling magic." (End of this chapter)