Chapter 16 Success is also spiritual seam, defeat is also spiritual seam
The bustling city of Xiangfeng City.
A bald man with a scar pays someone to beat him up.
As the crowd of onlookers grew, the bald scarred man still had an arrogant expression and looked down upon everyone. Not a single gold coin in the sack behind him was missing.
A middle-aged strong man who had awakened his nine meridians was directly shocked to the heart, and the crowd of onlookers looked at him sideways.
This bald man with a scar is as motionless as a demon.
The warriors who have awakened the Nine Meridians are already well-known strong men in Xiangfeng City, and if they are counted further up, they are cultivators.
The first condition for becoming a cultivator is to awaken the six meridians and join the nine major sects before the age of 17. Otherwise, without special opportunities, you will stay in the awakening stage in your life... Even if you awaken the nine meridians, you are too old.
It's useless to be big, and you still can't step into the ranks of true cultivators.
"Only the top three students from Xiangfeng Martial Academy have not appeared yet. I wonder what the qualifications of this generation of talented young people in Xiangfeng City are."
"The so-called geniuses in other cities are really vulnerable. There is not even a cultivation genius who can make me take half a step back."
Shaking his head boredly, Scar Man turned and left.
"Tomorrow at noon, the geniuses of Xiangfeng Martial Academy, I will be here, waiting for you to fight. Don't be afraid."
Behind him, he left a wooden board with arrogant cursive writing and arrogant handwriting.
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Lingluo Villa.
Liu Lao sat cross-legged in front of the window, where the sun was the brightest. She raised the sewing needle in her hand, her old eyes were extremely pious, as if she was admiring a unique treasure. This motionless posture had been maintained for a whole hour.
"What's going on with Mr. Liu lately? He's either staring at the stitches or at Subu. He's been staring at it for most of the day. Yesterday, he even stared at it late into the night. Isn't he obsessed?"
Outside the room.
A maid frowned and muttered.
"Bah...shut up. What do you know? Recently, Senior Sister Ze Yanhua brought a piece of video jade, which is said to be the key to breaking through the [Full True Colorful Light]."
Another maid rolled her eyes.
hiss!
All the maids couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The Perfect True Color Light... it is a robe that has surpassed the level of perfection. Historically, only the royal family could obtain one. A spiritual seam master who could sew the Perfect True Color Light could even be on an equal footing with a superior alchemist.
These women are said to be maids, but in fact, each of them has some talent for spiritual sewing, and they can be regarded as Liu Lao's registered disciples. Among them, there are students who have failed to become disciples of the nine major sects in the past, and there are also students who are not qualified to be disciples at all.
After all, I need to find a job, and besides, I have some talent for spiritual sewing. Liu Lao, the most mysterious man in Xiangfeng City, is undoubtedly the best place to seek refuge.
In fact, Mr. Liu has never received a personal biography. Among the registered disciples, Ze Yanhua has the highest talent and is considered the senior sister. And the maid who just scolded her is also a registered disciple with a high ranking.
"Unable to enter, unable to enter. Perfect True Color Light, harsh talent...sigh..."
After another hour, Liu Lao shook her head and finally put down the stitch. She was careful, as if the stitch was a fragile little life.
The giving of life.
Liu Lao suddenly realized in the past few days that this was the fundamental reason why he had been sewing for half his life, which was becoming more and more boring and unable to make progress. He did not regard plain cloth and sewing needles as a real little life.
In this regard, I am indeed not as good as the handsome boy in Yuli.
Of course, all of this is still based on a solid foundation. Without the foundation of spiritual sewing, no matter how powerful the vitality is, it can only sew an ugly monster.
"Senior Brother Lu Xiu Ming is still as stingy as ever. He came to visit his old friend and came empty-handed. This is not at all like a half-step golden elixir, an extremely powerful man who is about to be canonized as a marquis."
At this moment, Liu Lao sighed, and for the first time, a smile appeared on his smooth cheeks.
The girl accompanying him indoors looked surprised.
How many years has it been?
She had been accompanying Mr. Liu for more than three years, and this was the first time she saw him smiling.
"I haven't seen you for more than ten years, Junior Sister Liu. How are you?"
The maid was deep in thought when a cold voice suddenly sounded in her ears. Her heart almost suffocated, and she subconsciously looked back, bang... her heart almost jumped out of her throat.
This is a middle-aged man with a bald head and a scar. An ugly scar like a centipede spreads across his entire face. This is the only word that can describe him. It is eerie and scary.
"Xiaolan, you go down first!"
Liu Lao waved his hand, and the maid suppressed her trembling and left quickly.
A person actually appeared before his eyes like a ghost. You must know that Liu Lao is the second strong foundation builder in Xiangfeng City. Even the city lord cannot come in quietly.
"As expected of a half-step golden elixir master, Senior Brother Lu, we are both one hundred and nine years old. I have become gray-haired, but you are still as charming as ever. With the golden elixir still in your face, I am afraid your age in this life will be fixed at 66 years old. Really
Makes people jealous.”
Liu Lao looked at the ugly face of the scarred bald man with deep envy.
"Oh, women's thoughts are indeed weird. I broke through the golden elixir to kill demons and protect the country, and to protect the tranquility of the Qinggu Kingdom. How come you have become a beauty-resident magic, but the years are really terrible. At that time, I was so graceful and unparalleled.
Liu Xianzi, who always looks forward to the brilliance when she smiles, also... alas..."
Lu Xiuming shook his head:
"In our class back then, Junior Sister Liu, you had the highest qualifications and had the best chance to break through to the Golden Core. Unfortunately, a demon tide destroyed an extremely strong person... It's a pity, it's a pity..."
Looking at the room full of Su Bu, Lu Xiu Ming sighed endlessly.
"Don't be modest, Senior Brother Lu. Back then, you were the top pick in the Prodigy Preliminary Battle at the Hundred City Academy, and you were the top pick with the most demon crystals. You were snapped up by the nine major sects. I was too far behind you..."
"The years are ruthless. In the blink of an eye, decades have passed. Senior Brother Lu, you have already reached the halfway stage of Golden Elixir, but I can barely maintain the early stage of foundation building... I..."
Liu Lao's dusty thoughts were torn apart... Pain, unwillingness, no regrets, memories... Various complex emotions were intertwined, converging into a dark whirlpool in Liu Lao's cloudy eyes.
"Junior sister, stop talking. You are a hero, you are the hero of the Qinggu Kingdom. In the Hundred Cities Prodigy War, only you and I awakened our nine veins. In fact, my talent is not as good as yours. I grew up in a military camp, and I only know how to work hard.
, that’s why you won the top prize. And that battle of geniuses was just an outing for you. The nine major factions just grabbed me, but they didn’t fight because of me..."
"If it weren't for the prosperity of the Niaohua Sect's spiritual seam lineage, you wouldn't have worshiped the weakest Niaohua Sect. If it hadn't been for the Niaohua Sect's territory and a demon tide broke out, how could you have been seriously injured and unable to recover? If you could have worshiped other sects
Gate, the Qinggu Kingdom now has a golden elixir fairy..."
"Success is a spiritual seam, failure is a spiritual seam...Junior sister Liu...sigh..."
With a long sigh, Lu Xiu Ming wanted to tear up everything related to the spirit seam.
"Forget it, the past is over. Senior Brother Lu, I heard that you have traveled to all the towns in the Qinggu Kingdom in the past few years. Could it be that the opportunity for you to break through the golden elixir lies with the awakening warrior?"
Thoughts were flowing. After so many years, Mr. Liu had become very familiar with controlling his emotions. Now he asked about business matters.
"Yes, my foundation barrier has cracks for a long time, but the alchemy spirit is fragile. If the foundation-building essence is used to forcibly bombard the barrier, it will affect the alchemy spirit and cause permanent losses. Even the spirit essence in the Qi refining period will also cause damage.
Damage can only be dealt with during the awakening stage, when spiritual power is the weakest. The elixir can be directly immune to the bombardment of this kind of power... Unfortunately, there are no real geniuses in the awakening stage. Not to mention breaking through the base barrier, they cannot even withstand the force of the counter-shock.
"
Lu Xiu Ming shook his head helplessly:
"Xiangfeng City is the last stop. If there is no genius who can break through the barrier, I can only take the risk and try using the foundation-building essence. Unfortunately, this will cut off my qualifications for future promotions. Forget it, Yuanying Lao
Weird, that’s a legendary realm, I don’t expect it anymore.”
Lu Xiu Ming smiled bitterly.
"Let everything follow fate. By the way, Senior Brother Lu, I heard that you are touring hundreds of cities this time, and you have a secret order from the royal family to choose a location?"
Liu Lao asked.
"Haha, it's not really a secret order. Let's talk about the location later. I originally planned to choose which city the genius of the city would be able to break through my barriers. But now it seems that I've thought too much."
Lu Xiuming shook his head.
…
"Sister Liu, you won't forget this triennial competition, right? You have lost for 20 consecutive years. Are you ready for the treasure this time? My disciples can't wait."
While the two were talking, a chuckle suddenly sounded from the sky above Bieyuan.