Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 622 No Pie in the Sky

Of course, the exchanges between the dozen or so Jindan stage monks were only superficial.

They themselves are the highest-cultivated people here and around Qicheng.

The place is so big, and there are so many resources, if you exchange ideas with each other and let the other party benefit from the practice, you will not be the one who suffers.

Therefore, this kind of rhetoric, which has basically no practicality, has become a common practice.

This is also the reason why it is difficult for casual cultivators to become masters.

When the cultivation base is not enough, how can a person's strength compare to a family or a sect?

Of course, this kind of fictional story is not without the slightest effect.

Those disciples who are serving behind them will have some gains.

At this time, two figures suddenly appeared.

A man and a woman appeared.

The man is dressed in white, with eyebrows that grow into the temples, slender and gentle eyes, and a straight nose.A pair of exquisite eyes of bell heaven and earth do not contain any impurities, they are clear but bottomless.Her complexion was crystal clear like jade, and her long dark hair hung down her shoulders, giving off a faint light.Tall and tall, standing there, indescribably elegant, like a heavenly being.

The woman wore a red dress, with three thousand blue silks draped over her shoulders like a brocade, with a bright red flame drawn between her brows, her expression was bright and dignified, but with a touch of arrogance and fierceness.The woman is very beautiful, completely different from any woman's stern aura, and the free and easy heroic spirit of waving a sword.At that moment, people thought that they saw a famous general who was on the battlefield.

Not to mention that it is impossible to describe his face in any words, but it is the deep and impenetrable aura that made more than a dozen Jindan stage monks startled.

They couldn't sense this kind of aura even in the body of the great monk of the primordial spirit.

Therefore, the leaders with the highest cultivation came to the front of the man and the woman, bent down and asked respectfully: "I don't know what's the matter with the two seniors coming to me and Xuanlian Peak in Qicheng? Can I help you?" Are you busy, sharing your worries for seniors?"

These two people are exactly Zhou Fan and Tu Mengmei.

Zhou Fan smiled and said, "My husband and I passed by here and saw the beautiful scenery here, so we want to stay here for a while!"

Hearing this, the leading monks looked at each other.

Even the dozen or so Jindan stage monks behind them also looked at each other, and their spiritual thoughts were transmitted frequently.

They all thought that Zhou Fan and Zhou Fan were here to rob them of their cultivation resources.

To put it bluntly, it's a temporary stay. If you don't leave, no one of them can stop it.

If these words were spoken by a monk at the golden core stage, they would definitely not say anything, and they would just go up and beat them indiscriminately, beating them to death first.

In their eyes, the way to practice is to fight, to fight for the method of practice, to fight for the blessed land of practice...to fight for everything.

But judging from the aura of Zhou Fan and the two of them, I am afraid that they are at least in the realm of Yuanshen.

To them, this level of cultivation is tantamount to the difference between a mayfly and a great sun.

Therefore, one of the leading monks could only say with a wry smile: "Senior, it is my great blessing to live in Xuanlian Peak temporarily."

"I don't know how much senior needs me to offer? Please tell me clearly, so I can prepare well!"

However, Zhou Fan and Zhou Fan were regarded as those strong casual cultivators with advanced cultivation bases.

These casual cultivators do not want to be attached to sectarian families, and they cannot do everything by themselves.

Therefore, I like to recruit vassals the most, just like the ordinary bandits, to be the leader of casual cultivators, accept offerings, and protect them.

Of course, whether it is voluntary or not is up to the beholder to see the wisdom of the benevolent.

On the other hand, a slightly younger leader next to him had a flash of inspiration in his mind. He immediately took a step forward and saluted, "I don't know if you want to recruit disciples after the senior opens the dojo here?"

"Junior Qiu Shan, willing to follow the senior!"

In his heart, he despised the previous one for a while.

This is such a big thigh, in the past they had nowhere to hug it.

Now that the opportunity has come, I don't want to embrace it, but treat it as a plague god.

His vision is too narrow, no wonder his cultivation has stagnated in the middle stage of Jindan.

This senior is at least in the Yuanshen Realm, and may even be the True Monarch of Dongxu, so how could he take a fancy to some of the strange fruits of the spiritual grass conceived by the Xuanlian Peak.

If it is really Dongxu Zhenjun, then it is a big deal.

Maybe the opportunity for his Qiu Shan's life to change is at this time.

The strong ones of the True Monarch rank are enough to occupy one side of the blessed land of cultivation safely and soundly in the tight openings of those sectarian families.

After Zhou Fan listened to Qiu Shan's words, he pondered for a moment, and there was a clear light in his eyes.

Immediately, he said with a smile: "The two of us are only staying temporarily, and we don't need your offerings. As for the opening of the dojo, we will not accept disciples."

Hearing this, Qiu Shan's face drooped a little.

However, Zhou Fan's next sentence changed his complexion again.

"On the [-]th of every month, the poor Taoist will give lectures on the way of immortality here. If you want to come and listen, you can come and listen!"

At this moment, not only Qiu Shan whose complexion changed again, but also the leaders and the dozens of Jindan Qi and dozens of disciples behind him all felt that they had auditory hallucinations in their ears.

No offerings are made, and no disciples are recruited.

But it is free to teach immortality.

For them, this is something that is hard to dream of.

You know, for these casual cultivators, exercises are the most important thing.

However, all the commercial buildings in the major squares and cities put this kind of practice on the shelf, and the price was extremely expensive.

Without a huge price, you can't buy it at all.

Especially for some casual cultivators, they may not be able to afford advanced exercises after accumulating for a lifetime.

Zhou Fan didn't explain their doubts specifically, but said: "On the [-]th of every month, Pindao will give lectures on immortality here. If you are willing to come and listen, please come on time. Pindao only talks for three hours. No waiting!"

"I would also like to ask you all to pass this matter on to the nearby monks!"

Then, with a wave of Zhou Fan's right hand, dozens of green bamboos sprang out from a verdant bamboo forest nearby, as if they had life, and bounced to a clearing beside the stream.

Immediately, it changed into a green bamboo house.

Watching Zhou Fan Tu Mengmei enter the bamboo house, these monks woke up one by one.

You look at me, I look at you, for an instant, there is surprisingly a little silence, speechless.

The monk who was the first to speak before said: "Why don't I wait or leave here first?"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately received unanimous approval from everyone.

A group of people were worried, and they found a place to stop besides Xuanlian Peak.

Another moment of silence.

It was the previous monk who spoke. He was the oldest among all the people, and he was also the most stable. He was usually convinced by everyone.

"Do you think this is true?"

"The old man thinks that there will be no pies in the sky. Even if there are, they must be poisoned!"

(End of this chapter)