Celestial being

"Zhang Zhi, what are you talking about? I don't have anything to do with flowers, and I am sincere to Xiaoyun." Yu Qingli glared at the middle-aged male cultivator angrily, then looked back at the maid Xiaoyun who had not left yet, He quickly made amends.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Zhi immediately laughed. The other two male cultivators at the table also smiled, but only one female cultivator showed a look of displeasure on her face.

"You have the nerve to say it sincerely, bah."

A monk dressed as a scribe beside him immediately spoke up: "Fairy Hua is right, Yu Qingli, you have been sincere to so many female cultivators, can you count them yourself?"

Yu Qingli was angry and anxious, but he could only flick his sleeves and said dryly: "Forget it if you don't believe it."

The crowd chatted and laughed for a while, then saw that Yu Qingli had become weak and stopped refuting, and also lost interest.

At this time, a white-haired old man among the five people looked at Yuan Ming and asked: "This fellow Taoist is very sharp. Is he just coming to Xiaohu City?"

"I have been in the city for a while, but I have been practicing in seclusion and rarely go out." Yuan Ming shook his head.

"Oh? It seems that fellow Taoist is still an ascetic cultivator, but let me tell you, fellow Taoist should go out and walk around more, otherwise it is easy to have mental problems, which will be of no benefit to practice." Yu Qingli became energetic again.

"Fellow Daoist Yu's words are quite right. We monks must not blindly build things behind closed doors. Otherwise, even if we improve our cultivation, it will only be a castle in the air that will break at the first touch." The white-haired old man nodded.

"What Fellow Daoist Lu said is absolutely true. Let's not talk about it from afar. Isn't Ye Zong an example? His disciples rarely go out to practice. They spend all day either refining elixirs or cultivating in seclusion. Their cultivation levels are quite different. Weak, if it were to be used in actual combat, it would be far behind. If it weren’t for the ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage, I’m afraid it would have been swallowed up long ago.” Zhang Zhi nodded.

"Zhang Zhi, look at what you said. Isn't this a contradiction? In the final analysis, the reason why Sheng Ye Zong can gain a firm foothold in Leizhou is by relying on his ancestors to practice hard in seclusion and form a Nascent Soul? Doesn't this further illustrate the comparison of cultivation levels? Are other things more important?" Yu Qingli chuckled.

"That's Nascent Soul, can it be the same? Then again, all the sects with Nascent Soul in the entire Central Plains are ranked one by one, and the Shengye Sect is also at the bottom. Isn't this because their ancestors are not as good as other Nascent Soul cultivators?" Zhang Chi retorted.

"Yes, Yuanying monks and ordinary monks are no longer on the same level and cannot be generalized." The monk surnamed Lu also nodded.

"Speaking of the Shengye Sect, have you heard about the recent attack on their disciples when they went out for trials?" A monk dressed as a scribe suddenly interjected.

"Of course I have heard that the attacker was the soul cultivator Pu Zhengqing who appeared in Xiaohu City a few years ago. Now the news has spread throughout the streets and the Shengye Sect has also spent a large sum of money to increase his reward. Now many people They all want to find him and make a fortune." Yu Qingli said.

"Let me tell you, don't be blinded by the spirit stone. A friend of mine told me that it was he who killed the foundation-building monk of the Zhenling Sect before. Counting this trial of the Shengye Sect, he died in In his hands, there have been three foundation-building monks recently." The monk dressed as a scribe said.

"Not only that, there were actually four of them. There was also a monk from Changchun Temple named Xu Changqing who also died in his hands." Fairy Hua suddenly said.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone else was surprised.

"Do you really mean what Fairy Hua said?" Zhang Zhi asked.

"Some time ago, you all know that Changchun Temple issued a reward in the casual cultivator. I have a good friend of Zhenling Sect who mentioned this matter to me. It is said that the body of Xu Changqing is that of Gu Qiu, who died with their sect. Long was discovered together, and there are many traces of them joining forces to fight against the same person at the scene, so there should be no falsehoods." Fairy Hua said.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming beside him was puzzled. At that time, he clearly disguised the scene as Xu Changqing and Gu Qiulong's merger. Later, when he possessed the Zhenling Sect monks, they also confirmed this. How could they now join forces to fight against the enemy? Already?

Could it be that the Zhenling Sect was afraid of being blamed by Changchun Temple and deliberately faked the scene?

"Tsk, tsk, let's put it this way, the soul cultivator is really terrifying. Two foundation-building cultivators from the sect can't defeat him alone." Yu Qingli shook his head.

"What do you think, why soul cultivation is taboo? Isn't it because he has the strength to crush the same level, and also has those weird methods?" Zhang Zhidao.

"That's what I said, but the soul cultivator is not really invincible. Isn't that what happened to Ye Zong this time? The man named Ha Gong not only killed two of the soul cultivator's men by himself, but also killed him as well. Forced to retreat, Sheng Ye Zong and his party were saved. It is said that this person is only a monk in the early stage of foundation building. I really don’t know how he cultivates." The monk surnamed Lu said with emotion.

"Yes, I've also inquired about it. It seems that he is just a casual cultivator. Both in terms of strength and character, he is so outstanding. His future must be immeasurable." Fairy Hua said with admiration in her eyes.

The monk dressed as a scribe looked at it and said sourly: "He is just lucky. He became famous in one battle. Other casual cultivators are not necessarily inferior to him."

"Haha, since Fellow Daoist Cui thinks so, why don't you tell someone who is as powerful as him to come out?" Fairy Hua glared at him.

The monk surnamed Cui's face turned red because of her excitement. He looked around wildly, but for a moment he couldn't think of any other famous casual cultivators.

"Hey, I just remembered a character here who can compete with Ha Gong. Have you heard of him?" Yu Qingli suddenly laughed.

Everyone looked at him curiously, but he took a sip of tea slowly before speaking.

"This person was abandoned by the Changchun Temple and then fell into southern Xinjiang alone. It can be said that he has gone through many hardships and narrowly escaped death. It took him three years to return to the capital of the Jin Dynasty. However, he has become a monk in the foundation-building period and even challenged the imperial master in public at the abdication ceremony. Kill him."

Fairy Hua suddenly said: "You are talking about Yuan Ming, Mr. Yuan, who wrote "Journey to the South"? Yes, he is indeed on par with Ha Gong, but in recent years, it seems that we have not heard much about him. ."

"Alas, he offended Changchun Temple after all. No matter how talented he is, his life should not be easy now." The monk surnamed Lu sighed sadly.

At this moment, Zhang Zhi suddenly looked at everyone with a strange expression and said, "Actually, I happened to meet Yuan Ming not long ago."

"Really?" Everyone was suddenly surprised.

Yuan Ming was startled and looked up at Zhang Zhi, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"I remember it was near Tongdu City. I was pestered by several monks. Then a monk suddenly appeared to help me deal with the enemy. I asked him his name, and he told me that his name was Yuan Ming. Not only did he not want the gift I gave him, but he He gave me a copy of "Master Sheng's Journey to the South" signed by him, and I'll show it to you." Zhang Zhi said, taking out a book and putting it on the table.

Everyone immediately came forward and took turns taking the book in their hands to look through it. They were all amazed.

After turning around, the book fell into Yuan Ming's hands. He opened it and immediately recognized that although the words on it were very similar to his, they were not his own handwriting.

Why would someone pretend to be me?

Yuan Ming thought in his mind and handed the book back.

"Our country, the Jin Dynasty, has really produced a lot of talents in recent years. Among the younger generation of monks, not to mention Yuan Ming and Ha Gong, even the young emperor of the Jin Kingdom who abdicated a few years ago is said to have risen from Qi Refining to promotion in just three years. When it comes to foundation building, the journey is smooth and smooth. This talent is really enviable." Fellow Taoist surnamed Lu said with emotion.

"Isn't that right? There are also officials like Changchun Temple, Haixiang Fairy from Shuijing Palace, and Bai Chengnan from Bailuo Villa. Which one is not invincible at the same level and famous all over the world?" Zhang Zhi nodded.

"Hey, tell me, among these people, who is more powerful?" Yu Qingli asked.

"Of course he is a senior official. He is a Changchun Temple wizard. Not long ago, there were rumors that he had begun to retreat and prepare to form elixirs. It is estimated that it will not be long before he is no longer on the same level as others." Zhang Zhi said.

"I can't see that Fairy Haixiang has competed with Gao Gan before. The two of them are equally matched. Moreover, she has not been seen in public in recent years. Maybe she is also preparing to form an elixir." The monk surnamed Lu said. Stroke your beard.

"In other words, among the three, Bai Chengnan is the weakest? I don't know how Yuan Ming and Ha Gong compare with him." Yu Qingli said with a smile.

"No matter how strong Yuan Ming and Ha Gong are, they are just casual cultivators. Bai Chengnan has the entire Bailuo Villa as his backing. It is impossible for them to compare." Zhang Zhi shook his head.

"Speaking of Bailuo Villa, I heard that their foreign affairs elder was assassinated not long ago. I don't know if there are any clues." The monk surnamed Lu said.

"Who knows, Bailuo Villa is very strict and won't tell anyone if they have clues. It is estimated that the news will only come out after they catch the murderer and take revenge." Zhang Zhi spread his hands.

While they were chatting, at the next table, a male cultivator suddenly stood up and walked over.

"Fellow Taoist Jiang Xiong, I take the liberty of interrupting, but I have some questions that I would like to ask some of you. Is it possible for you to help Jiang?" the male cultivator asked with his hands raised.

"Fellow Taoist, you might as well speak frankly." The monk surnamed Lu nodded.

"It's like this. I come from the Northern Desert and have a son. I have been practicing with you for a while. Now I have reached the third level of Qi refining. But you all know that the road of casual cultivation is difficult. I don't want my son to make the same mistake again. I heard that the Central Plains is a holy land for cultivation, so I came here with my son and asked him to join the Central Plains sect. However, I just came to the Central Plains for the first time, and I didn’t know the situation of each sect. I just heard that several Taoist friends seemed to know a lot about the Central Plains sect, so I I would like to consult." Jiang Xiong said.

"If fellow Taoists have the conditions, it is better to send their children to Changchun Temple. After all, it is the largest sect in the Central Plains, so there is nothing wrong with it." Zhang Zhi said.

"I have also heard of Changchun Guan's name, but the dog is not as gifted as the Three Spiritual Roots, so I'm afraid Changchun Guan will look down on him." Jiang Xiong sighed softly and said with a wry smile.