Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

Wang Hao frowned. He realized that Qian Lao's statement... seems to be full of loopholes.

But he was more confused at this time, so he continued to ask.

"If it is false, what about true cultivation?"

"True cultivation is a person who relies on his roots, one step at a time, and finally walks out of a broad road! Like me, like you. The so-called true cultivation is that only those who live in the roots have the resources to cultivate the Tao."

Old Qian's words made Gu Qingqing's eyes somewhat lonely, but he quickly changed back. She pursed her lips and smiled, and continued.

"Yes, before, I only thought that Brother Wang was a fake cultivator, but I never imagined... that you haven't taken those things that replace the root bone."

"But my eyesight is quite formidable. If you really care about it, you would have such aptitude as Brother Wang... It's more than enough to go to my Zhongzhou and worship under a famous teacher."

Speaking of which, Wang Hao was somewhat aware of the difference here.

There are many false cultivations, but few true cultivations. Although the gap between the two sides is not very clear, but now, Wang Hao is more curious about something——

"Do you know about this fake repair, like Miss Gu, and other Shangguan?"

Qian Lao has been communicating with people for many years. As soon as Wang Hao opened his mouth, he knew what he was asking, so he said.

"That's natural. Nowadays, there are many sects under the name of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. In the final analysis, most of them are fake repairs that are operating and can't be on the table."

all know?

Wang Hao frowned slightly, since these people all know, why...

"Why let them go? There's a reason for that. Little friend, do you know how hard it is to find someone with deep roots?"

Wang Hao asked this question. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Qian Lao raised the corner of his mouth slightly bitterly and smiled softly.

"That has to be a thousand miles... No, it's a one-in-a-million result. Is this Jingde City big? There are tens of thousands of permanent residents, but if you really count, the people who live in the roots of Taoism are no more than ten people. ."

How can there be such a high elimination rate?

It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Hao was indeed frightened. He heard these words just now, although he had a general framework in his mind, he really didn't think about it.

How hard is it to find the root of Taoism?

Gu Qingqing nodded slightly, and then answered.

"The so-called root bone is a natural appearance. There is no such thing as one in ten thousand, and that's what I say. Like me... Even if you have a better background, but you don't have a root bone, you just don't have this qualification."

If you want to cultivate the Tao, the so-called aptitude and talent are indispensable. Wang Hao realized this and couldn't help but be silent for a moment.

Because he knows.

The so-called 'talent' in himself is definitely not the root of Qian Fang's mouth!

How can there be a serious cultivator who can improve his strength by swallowing parasites? I'm afraid no one will believe it.

But this way, Wang Hao has a lot of heart.

Even an alchemy cultivator like Qian Fang couldn't see his details, and even mistakenly thought that he was a natural talent for cultivating the Tao...

Obviously, this 'gold finger' on him should have the potential to continue to dig deeper!

And now that Gu Qingqing treats herself so politely, nine times out of ten, it is also for the ability of this 'natural root and bone'.

A series of clues are linked together at this moment, allowing Wang Hao to have a clearer understanding of the situation.

"For example, state shepherds, Shangguan, and even today's sages are all aware of these false cultivations. It's just that I have a humble identity and don't know what to do, so I don't dare to criticize at will."

Qian Lao said it euphemistically, but combined with the previous rhetoric, Wang Hao also roughly knew what he meant.

Under the name of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there are thousands of sects. If every household is carefully selected, I am afraid that the number of people in the family will be ridiculously small... Even if it is for the sake of appearance, it is probably reasonable to exist falsely.

But since then, Wang Hao is a little strange.

"Then... such as Huanyang Sect and Fushengling, how did those parasites in their sect come from?"

Yes.

The general direction and environment are like this, so where did these inexplicable bugs jump out from?

When Qian Lao heard the words, he said it without any surprise.

"Naturally, it was taken from the relics."

relic.

Another relic!

Hearing this remark again, Wang Hao's pupils shrank for a while unconsciously.

The first time he heard this was when he was on Anshan's side. At that time, Wang Hao still had some uncertain thoughts in his heart, but now.

He is very sure that the so-called relics must be the 'forbidden things' in the subtitle information display!

And Wang Hao seems to feel that the world's understanding of these taboos is very general.

For example, the 'incarnation of demons' he started with before, as a taboo object of pollution, it should usually be kept in a sealed state.

rather than being used by others.

In other words... it seems that other monks underestimate the negative effects of this forbidden thing.

As for why the two sides have a different name, Wang Hao is also a little confused. But after all, this is not the time to talk about this topic in detail, so I can only skip it temporarily.

Right now, what Wang Hao is most concerned about is how to get the bugs from these 'relics'!

"Qian Lao, dare to ask what kind of relic is it that can produce these worms that replace root bones?"

The latter pondered for a while, but instead of answering directly, he asked rhetorically.

"Little friend, how much do you know about relics?"

"Relic..."

Wang Hao pondered ~www.readwn.com~ and finally said selectively.

"I don't know much about these things, I only know... these things are not simple, and they all seem to have some connection with some terrifying existence."

Speaking of which, Wang Hao stretched his hand into his arms and groped for a thin book.

"This thing is a collection of books that I picked up when I fled in the Huanyang Sect. There is a bizarre copy painting hidden here. I tried to touch it, but every time I look at it, I feel that The headache is unbearable, it is really strange."

What Wang Hao took out was the 'Demon Nest Copy Painting' that he had touched in the Huanyang Sect before!

For Wang Hao, this thing is not of great value, and it is useless to keep it hidden. It is better to send it to Qian Fang to make his words more credible.

Wang Hao's judgment can be said to be very accurate.

After hearing these remarks, Qian Fang's expression changed slightly, he straightened up and took the collection of books from Wang Hao.

Gu Qingqing, who was beside him, was also a little curious, and was about to lean in to take a look, but Qian Fang refused dignifiedly.

"Miss, this matter can't be sloppy, you better not join in the fun..."

If what Wang Hao said was correct, then Gu Qingqing should never let Gu Qingqing see this thing!

Qian Fang flipped through the pages solemnly, he simply scanned the previous practice content, and finally looked at the copy painting hidden in it.

Just at the moment when his eyes touched, the cultivator of the pill formation stage was slightly shocked.

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Note: The author is very uncomfortable today, and the content of the subsequent plot also needs to be revised. I owe a chapter today.

Tomorrow I will make up three chapters and send them together (manual bow)