This female cultivator looks to be about twenty years old, with creamy skin, red lips and white teeth, petite figure and slender waist.
It's just that her cheekbones are slightly higher and her nose is unusually straight, which makes her appearance slightly mean, but it doesn't detract from her beauty at all.
After hearing Han Li's name, her face suddenly changed, her brows furrowed, and her eyes suddenly became a little complicated and blurry.
A handsome man standing next to her noticed her changes and asked with concern: "Hong'er, what's wrong?"
The female cultivator hesitated for a moment and then said: "The name Han Li is exactly the same as his. It can't be... that it's him."
Hearing these words, a hint of gloom flashed in the handsome man's eyes.
He shook his head and said: "Han Li has been missing unexpectedly for so long, and I have already asked a fortune teller to make a fortune. It is almost impossible that he is still alive."
"I'm sorry for him." The female cultivator looked sad, "He has always been so good to me..."
"There is a difference between immortals and mortals. After all, you are not from the same world. Even if you are willing to commit yourself to him, the relationship between the two will not last long." The handsome man shook his head and said, "Besides, I am always here."
After saying that, he grabbed the female cultivator's white little hand.
The female cultivator struggled slightly and then stopped moving.
"Haha! What are you talking about? It's very lively!" At this time, a slightly sharp voice came.
A six-foot-tall man with a feminine appearance walked in.
He is about 20 years old, his facial features are fairer than those of women, and his eyes are a bit gloomy.
Seeing him, many people present stood up in a hurry.
"Brother Lu!"
"Brother Lu, why didn't you come to class today? Hua Jiaoyu is not very happy."
The feminine man known as 'Brother Lu' curled his lips disdainfully: "It's just a foundation-building period of teaching, not much better than us. If a real person came to teach, I would still be interested. Don't talk about me,
What are you talking about? I see it's very lively."
"We are talking about a new person who will join our Yinghua Academy tomorrow." said Fatty Bai, who was the first to get the news.
"We're just newcomers, what's there to discuss?" the feminine man shook his head.
Seeing that the feminine man was not very interested, Fatty Bai smiled and said, "Speaking of which, this newcomer has some connections with you, Brother Lu."
"Oh?" After hearing this, the feminine man became a little more interested, "What's the origin?"
"This person's surname is Gu, and his given name is the word "Li". Before joining our sect, he already possessed the top level of Qi training." Fatty Bai introduced.
Hearing the surname 'Gu', the feminine man's childish expression shrank and said, "Bringing artists to the mountains, and being able to join the Yinghua Academy as soon as they arrive, she obviously has a background. Could it be that she is a member of Gu Rong's tribe?"
"Nine times out of ten." Fatty Bai said with a smile.
"Haha! Very good! Good luck!" The feminine man named Lu seemed to be very happy, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
When the other people present saw this, they looked at each other with subtle expressions in their eyes.
Some small groups began to use spiritual consciousness to communicate.
"Now there is something exciting to watch. Lu Ming will definitely deal with this newcomer named Gu Li. After all, he is the nephew of Master Liehuo."
"It is rumored that Master Bingyun and Master Liehuo are engaged in an earth-shattering fight to compete for resources and the support of the elders. It is said that the previous death of the third true successor was also related to the fight between the two of them."
"Ouyang Wei is such a fat guy. He has always been so tired. I feel like he doesn't have any good intentions."
"Ouyang Wei comes from a big family after all. There is also an elder from my clan in the family. He has a strong background and doesn't hate anyone at all."
The feminine man named Lu Ming turned to look at everyone: "Since the newcomer has arrived, we must teach her the rules to prevent her from knowing the rules."
However, few responded.
Apart from the fat white man Ouyang Wei, the only people who accepted the offer were a thin black man and a man with extremely big ears.
These people are basically relatives of the elders. They have powerful backgrounds and are not afraid of Gu Li with Master Bingyun standing behind him.
As for the others, they were not the second generation of immortals. They only wanted to get involved in the struggle between the two true relatives because they were worried about their longevity. They all kept their mouths shut in a tacit understanding.
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The other end.
Liu Mang and Gu Li didn't know that an unfriendly welcome would be waiting for them tomorrow.
Under the leadership of Mo Caiyin, they returned to the ground below the Immortal Peak on a flying carpet.
Mo Caiyin helped Gu Li choose a large yard suitable for living.
The courtyard is paved with clean bluestone pavements, and there are pools, flower gardens, and rockeries. There are seven or eight main rooms plus side rooms. The houses are gorgeous, the bedding is brand new, and everything has been cleaned.
Gu Li knew that Mo Caiyin must have spent a lot of effort to live in such a large courtyard as soon as she arrived. Even though she had her sister behind her.
So he thanked me and said, "Thanks to Uncle Mo for his kindness, my nephew is very grateful."
Mo Caiyin smiled and said: "It's such a trivial matter, it's nothing to worry about. You two can get familiar with the surroundings first, and then go to the Yinghua Institute to report tomorrow.
However, the warriors can only wait in the outer courtyard and cannot enter the inner hall."
After Mo Caiyin left, Liu Mang and Gu Li chose their respective rooms.
In order to avoid suspicion, one room was located on the far west side and one on the far east side. The largest main room in the middle was actually unoccupied.
Liu Mang put the iron knife box on his back in the house, not worrying about anyone stealing it. If he did, that person would be unlucky.
Gu Li was very excited when he first arrived, and soon he pulled Liu Mang out of the yard to wander around.
Outside the courtyard, there are large courtyards of the same size and neatly arranged, as well as horizontal and vertical white stone roads.
The roadside is full of peach trees, with huge red fruits hanging heavily on the branches, which is really eye-catching. The ground is spotless, with no trace of dust to be found.
There are seven purple peaks hanging upside down above the head, and there are vast rivers of clouds flowing between the peaks. The silver stars on the top of the peaks illuminate the entire land.
In the distance, you can see more small houses and the faint sound of people.
After knocking on the doors of two large courtyards and finding no one there, Gu Li and Liu Mang continued walking further away.
After leaving this area where affluent courtyards gathered, they seemed to have arrived in villages.
There are rows of gray bungalows, with disciples wearing light blue robes coming in and out from time to time.
When these people saw Gu Li, who was wearing a dark blue scholar's scarf with dragons and phoenixes on his head, many of them took the initiative to come up and salute and make friends.
"Hello, senior sister!"
"Senior sister, why didn't you go to Yinghua Academy to attend classes today?"
Even Liu Mang had someone come to say hello.
"What's your surname as a strong man?"
"This strong man is so majestic and majestic. He is much stronger than my strong men."
"That's right. Otherwise, how can I protect the senior sister of Yinghua Academy?"
Liu Mang's brows jumped when he heard this, and Gu Li couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering.
The cultivation level of these disciples is generally between the sixth level of Qi training and the ninth level of Qi training.
Through chatting with them, Liu Mang and the two learned a lot of useful information.
For example, not everyone can be given a light blue robe. Only disciples who have reached the sixth level of Qi training are eligible.
Those below the sixth level of Qi training cannot even be counted as formal disciples.
If you cannot break through the sixth level within thirty years of joining the sect, you will be sent home, which is very cruel.
A large number of qi training disciples with average qualifications have already tried their best just to break through to the sixth level, let alone the unreachable foundation building stage.
Also, the sect will not raise people in vain or to raise idle people.
Every newcomer who just joins the sect must complete a newcomer task in the first year. Starting from the second year, he must complete at least two sect tasks every year.
The sect's spells, magic weapons, elixirs and other items cannot be purchased with silver, but can only be purchased through contributions. Contributions can only be obtained by completing tasks.
After chatting for a while, Gu Li and Liu Mang continued to move forward.
According to what those disciples said, there was a large performance field a few miles ahead.
The performance field is located in a large basin, and it is difficult to see the end at a glance.
From a high place, you can see that each area is separated by a special white crystal stone wall and is equally divided into areas.
Each piece is two to three hundred square meters in size, and inside there are monks practicing spells or magic weapons.
The spells are mainly five element spells, such as fireball, ice arrow, earth wall, entanglement, etc. The magic weapons are mostly flying swords and magic swords.
"ah!"
Suddenly, Liu and Mang heard a scream and couldn't help but look towards the place where the sound came from.
When Liu Mang saw it, his face gradually became a little ugly.
There, judging from his aura, a middle-aged warrior who was only about the second level was running around, awkwardly avoiding the flying needle weapon of the monk on the opposite side.
Judging from the aura, the young male cultivator opposite was at about the seventh level of Qi training, and was no worse than a second-level warrior.
Under the stimulation of spiritual power, dozens of flying needles flashing with red light swarmed fiercely towards the middle-aged warriors.
Although the middle-aged warrior moved his body skills to the extreme, his speed turned into an afterimage.
But as the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose. His cultivation level is almost the same as that of the monk opposite.
Not long after, his body was covered in blood and he looked quite miserable.
Fortunately, the monk did not deliberately target his head, otherwise he would have died long ago.
"Quick! Run!"
"Why did I cum again? You are a waste! You are such a waste!"
"You are such a loser, how can I have the effect of training you? I usually feed you with so many ferocious beasts and meat for nothing?"
The monk cursed angrily while controlling the flying needles to fire mercilessly, with no intention of stopping at all.
Gu Li, who was standing next to him, saw Liu Mang's displeased expression and asked a round-faced monk who happened to be passing by: "Senior brother, does the sect not care about this person who abuses others so much?"
The round-faced man who was stopped was a little impatient at first.
When she saw the blue dragon and phoenix scarf Gu Li was wearing, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Senior sister, please don't try to offend me. I cannot be called senior brother."
He looked in the direction Gu Li was pointing and asked doubtfully, "Isn't that Wang Fu and his warriors? It's an extremely common thing for warriors to accompany monks in practicing spells.
Even if the warrior is beaten to death by Wang Fu, the sect will not interfere. After all, they have signed a master-servant contract. When the master dies and the servant dies, the warrior has no freedom at all, and it is regarded as Wang Fu's personal property."
Seeing Gu Li's unkind expression, the man thought that he might have met a kind-hearted young lady from a big family, so he added: "However, there are not many people who treat their own warriors as cruelly as he does.
After all, if you encounter danger, you need a strong man to resist it. If the other party has resentment in his heart, it won't be nice."
After hearing this, Liu Mang's anger subsided slightly, but there was a hint of sadness in his heart.
The status of warriors in this world is really too low.
After signing a master-servant contract, you will never be able to escape in this life, and you cannot control your life or death. It is worse than a slave, and it is difficult for ordinary people to intervene to save you.
Liu Mang simply didn't look at this area, keeping his eyes out of sight and observing other places.
After a moment, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.
It turned out that in a performance area, he actually saw two monks fighting each other head-on with their bodies. The fists were hitting the flesh, the dust was everywhere, and they were fighting hard.
Judging from the strength they displayed, they were not much worse than second-level warriors.
"Are these two people both practicing law and martial arts?" Liu Mang asked the round-faced man.
When the round-faced man saw Liu Mang, who was wearing gray clothes and had a flat breath, asking him, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.
He didn't want to talk to him at first, but when he saw Gu Li next to him, who also cast a curious look, he had to patiently explain: "The path forward for the warrior lineage is dead. The higher the cultivation level, the easier it is to go crazy and die.
Moreover, Fawu practitioners need to expend twice as much energy. When the time comes, their cultivation will be delayed, they will not be able to build the foundation, and they will not have time to cry. It can be said that they have lost the watermelon and picked up the sesame seeds. Naturally, few people will be so unwise.
Even if it was discovered later that he had no talent in practicing Taoism, his energy and blood had already begun to decline by then, and it would be difficult to make any progress in martial arts.
The two of them are obviously from the same lineage of body cultivation."
"Physical training?" Liu Mang asked, "How is it different from a martial artist?"
"This, if I hadn't heard it from a foundation-building master uncle, I really wouldn't be able to answer it right away." The perfect man said, "Physical cultivation is to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth, forcibly temper the physical body, and condense the restraints, turning the physical body like a magic weapon
The same refinement.
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As for warriors, I heard that by constantly taking the meat of monsters and beasts, they increase their internal Qi and circulate the internal Qi to nourish the body. But the higher the level of cultivation, the more violent a person becomes. After reaching the fourth level, it is easy to go crazy and die."
Liu Mang couldn't help but nodded after hearing this.
When he was in the mine, he discovered that the meat of ferocious beasts contained a violent aura, and long-term consumption would naturally affect a warrior's mind.
"However, this is not the biggest difference between them. I heard that warriors in the later period attached great importance to the so-called true meaning of martial arts. This kind of thing is mysterious and mysterious, and only those who are fully devoted can understand it.
Even in ancient times, when martial arts were prevalent, the number of high-level warriors was not as large as that of monks."
After hearing the round-faced monk's explanation, Liu Mang realized something and said thank you.
He and Gu Li watched the performance of the execution for a while before heading elsewhere.
Around the performance venue, there is also a simple market set up by a group of low-level monks.
Everyone barters, such as using talismans they don't need to replace the other party's extra elixirs.
There are even spirit beast eggs for sale. Some of them were accidentally picked up from nowhere in the blessed land, and some were obtained while going out for mission training.
Liu Mang checked with the Yang Domain and found that they were all spiritual beasts with extremely weak essence and blood, and did not have any strong bloodline.
He stopped Gu Li, who was full of stars and was eager to try, and pulled the beautiful girl who was opening her mouth to express dissatisfaction, and left the market.
They walked forward and came to a calm and clear lake.
The lake is very large, covering tens of thousands of acres. The water is crystal clear and you can see colorful fish swimming around in the water.
On the shore, there was a four-horned elk with golden hair drinking water. When he saw the two coming, he was not afraid and remained as leisurely as ever.
On the lake, you can see birds with colorful feathers flying, red-crowned cranes circling, and small transparent fish jumping out of the lake from time to time.
In the distance of the lake, there is a wider green grassland, gently dancing in the wind. There are rabbits running on the grass, white sheep bouncing, and wild horses walking, which looks quite relaxing.
Liu Mang stared at all this blankly, thoughts running wildly in his mind.
He thought of the warriors who had just been abused, of his hometown Wulin, and of those people and things in the Wulin.
It has only been a few months since I came to the world of cultivation, but it feels like several years have passed.
"What are you thinking about?" Gu Li asked softly, "Are you still thinking about that Wang Fu just now? This person is so violent, I think he will be taught a lesson sooner or later."
"Actually, sometimes it is not a single person who is wrong, but the whole world." Liu Mang suddenly said this inexplicably.
At the same time, he added in his heart: "Sooner or later I will change everything."
He firmly believes that sooner or later he will reach the top of the world and rewrite the rules.
The second day.
Early in the morning, Liu Mang accompanied Gu Li to Yinghua Academy.
From the outside, Yinghuayuan looks like a luxurious mortal mansion. Above the vermilion door, there is a black plaque with the three characters "Yinghuayuan" engraved on it.
At this time, many monks gathered around the door, seeming to welcome the two of them.
But some of them had a hint of amusement in their eyes and were not particularly friendly.
At the front of the crowd, stood the feminine man Lu Ming, the fat man Ouyang Wei, the thin black man and a man with unusually large ears.
"Han Li, it's really you, and you're still alive!"
A beautiful girl among the crowd, her expression became extremely complicated after seeing Liu Mang.
Shocked, happy, ashamed, sad, all at the same time.
The handsome man next to her turned rather ugly.
Equally ugly is Lu Ming, the feminine man at the center of the crowd.
Because he discovered that Gu Li, a member of Bingyun Zhenren's clan, was so powerful.
It was actually stronger than any ten-level Qi practitioner he had ever seen, and it was comparable to foundation building!