Chapter 53: The Troubles of the Yuanyang Sect Senior Brother
Zheng Tuduan, the senior brother of the Yuanyang Sect, was sitting in the training studio practicing Qi, and at the same time he took a [Qi-Building Pill].
Ordinary warriors spend 4 hours every day meditating and practicing, and their lives are quite tight.
If you take time out to work to make money, practice moves, etc., your day will basically be full. Even if you really want to work hard, you will be limited by the lack of time and will not be able to improve quickly.
But in fact, wealthy warriors do not need to meditate arduously for four hours.
They only need to spend 1 tael of silver every day, take one [Qi-Building Pill], and then practice Qi for a quarter of an hour. The amount of practice in four hours is perfectly equivalent. This way, a lot of time can be saved for practicing various kinds of Qi.
moves.
Obviously, Zheng Tu can be the true disciple and senior brother of Yuanyang Sect, so he cannot be poor.
"The cost of a Qi-Building Pill is less than 200 taels of silver, but the price on the market is 1 tael of silver. This is the foundation of my Yuanyang Sect."
The Yuanyang Sect is naturally also proficient in alchemy. Although it is not as good as the Dragon Tiger Sect and monsters such as the Alchemy Room of the Zhenwu Sect, it also has its own unique secret method. This [Qi-Building Pill] refined with ginseng and other common medicinal materials is one of them.
one.
As long as a warrior takes one pill, he can save nearly 4 hours a day. This is why the gap between the rich and the poor is widening.
Although this price can only be afforded by wealthy businessmen, children of aristocratic families, and direct descendants of sects, when they accumulate it, it amounts to a huge amount of wealth.
The true disciples of Yuanyang Sect can receive 30 pills every month, while the inner disciples can receive 5 pills as corresponding benefits.
This actually shows that the inner disciples and true disciples are the talents that the Yuanyang Sect really wants to cultivate.
Others are just thugs selected by the sect, people who handle business and miscellaneous matters.
But there was no joy at all on Zheng Tu's face, only incomparable solemnity. Ever since monk Sanxiu challenged the Nine True Traditions of the Yuanyang Sect when he was young, he had been worried.
Because he heard Master Guyang sighing and commenting on Monk Sanxiu.
"You must enter Xiantian within the age of sixteen, and a real genius has emerged from Juemi Temple."
He is a real genius, so what am I?
Zheng Tu felt very uncomfortable when he heard this.
"I am already 25 years old, I am no longer young."
At first, Zheng Tu was very happy when he achieved Xiantian at the age of 25 and became the first Xiantian true disciple of this generation of Yuanyang Sect.
But he later understood that in powerful sects such as Longhu Sect and Guangming Temple, the standard for measuring genius is to become an innate at the age of 16.
Only those who become innate after the age of 16 are truly seeded players.
Although this division is rough, because for most warriors, what hinders their progress is not talent but resources.
But this division is very reasonable, because the probability of becoming a congenital master before the age of 16 and later becoming a military prime minister is the highest, which has obvious statistical significance.
For the Longhu Sect and Guangming Temple, pure innateness is meaningless, and martial arts masters are the core force that maintains the entire sect.
"If I grew up in the Dragon and Tiger Sect."
"Like Li Shouyi, Li Cunyi, Li Guiyi, Li Shoujing, Li Shaoyang, Li Zuowang, Li Taixuan... these geniuses of the Dragon and Tiger Sect who were once famous in the world, almost all achieved innate achievements before the age of 16."
Zheng Tu sighed. He actually had no objections to the Yuanyang Sect. He respected the head of Guyang more than his biological father.
Because the Yuanyang Party had nothing to hide from him, the supreme treasure "Yuanyang Jing" was taught to him without reservation.
Even the miraculous elixirs given by the Dragon and Tiger Sect, such as [Yulin Blood Lipid] and other secret elixirs that can increase the body's essence, were given to him.
Without the training of Master Guyang, there would be no current great disciple of the true disciple, the senior brother that all the disciples call him.
But he was unwilling to do so. He could get in touch with those real geniuses, but found that he was thousands of miles away from them, like a chasm in the sky.
Maybe he can still defeat Monk Sanxiu now, but in one year, two years, or three years, he will no longer be his opponent.
Little monk Sanxiu is not yet 15 years old.
And I am already 25 years old.
As for the direct descendants of Zhenwu Sect and Maha Temple, when they were at their age, they were already preparing to attack the realm of martial arts.
Zheng Tu's life is enviable enough. At the age of 25, he has fulfilled the lifelong dream of most people in the world and achieved great success.
However, the leader of the Yuanyang Sect has too many children who are useless. If no big changes happen in the future, he can inherit the position of the leader of the Yuanyang Sect and become the leader of a medium-sized sect, with a powerful side.
This kind of life is already the paradise that countless people dream of.
However, he still felt pain and unwillingness.
It's like a multi-millionaire who went to a banquet hosted by the world's most powerful people and felt ashamed of himself.
"ha!"
Zheng Tu pulled out the Tianyang Sword and swung it. In an instant, three golden sword auras flew into the air, knocking out the three villains in the training studio. Each sword aura hit the villain's neck.
The differentiation of sword light is a secret that can only be achieved when Yuanyang swordsmanship is practiced to perfection.
Master Guyang once told him that relying on this swordsmanship, those who worked hard in the world and finally became innate masters when their potential was exhausted would not be his opponents at all.
Only the improvement of swordsmanship and the growth of strength can bring him some comfort.
"Sages have said that people who are virtuous and unworthy are like rats. They are in their own place."
"If I were in the Dragon and Tiger Sect, would I have achieved higher achievements? Would I not be in such pain?"
Zheng Tu took a deep breath.
"I must seize the opportunity. As long as I do things well this time, I will have the opportunity to further my studies at the Longhu School."
"I am not willing to be a senior brother or head teacher of the Yuanyang Sect."
"I want to climb higher, stand further, and overlook the entire world, instead of being overlooked by the world."
Thinking of this, Zheng Tu put away the Tianyang Sword that Master Guyang bought for him and wiped the slight sweat from his forehead.
"Elder brother, something serious has happened."
"What's the matter? Didn't I tell you that I have to practice and don't disturb me if it's not important?" Zheng Tu seemed a little unhappy. Recently, the elders were away on business, and the sect's affairs fell into his hands, which made him feel even more.
The chores of the sect are already hindering my progress.
"Senior Brother, there is someone who provokes the master and makes nonsense in front of the mountain gate."
"Who is he? How old is he? What kind of martial arts skills he has? Have you declared your status?" Zheng Tu's expression returned to normal. He walked out of the training studio and calmly asked the disciples who came to report.
"Mo is about 16 years old. It is estimated that he is a master of energy storage, proficient in swordsmanship, and has a spiritual weapon in his hand."
"Send someone over immediately. Don't cause conflicts. Invite people over first. Do you understand?" Zheng Tu made a judgment after hearing this.
"But he insulted the master."
"He is 16 years old, has a great deal of energy, and has a spiritual weapon in his hand. Can't you see that this is either a child of a noble family or a direct descendant of a great sect wandering around?"
"Go and invite me over immediately. Remember, you are inviting me here!" Zheng Tu said word by word.
"Yes, senior brother!" The messenger ran down the mountain as fast as he could.
Zheng Tu was the only one looking at the sky and sighing again.
This is another direct descendant of a sect. Do you want to take on the challenge of traveling?