"Only by going further afield can you find some dignity."
"I never expected that after all the hard work and effort to become an immortal master, my life would still be miserable."
The two strong men who passed Bai Mo complained about their respective lives.
Dali and Aqiang used to be coolies in Yong'an Town. They came to the town from the same village and took care of each other.
Carrying bags and carrying goods and working hard is their daily job, and they can barely do it day by day.
Because they once had the honor to carry the luggage of an immortal master who passed through this town, they saw the style and pomp of that class of masters, and they will never forget it in their lives.
From then on, the two of them had a dream. They dreamed that one day they could become immortal masters and be famous in front of everyone. Then they would have no regrets in their lives.
It's a pity that even the princes and nobles would have no way to seek immortality if they didn't have the one-in-a-thousand good spiritual roots, let alone these two ordinary coolies.
Only in dreams can you play a guest role as an immortal master.
Sometimes they also think that if they had never seen the immortal master and never known all that, they might not have so many unrealistic daydreams.
The more I know, the more I feel insignificant and powerless.
Like other coolies, they receive rewards after doing their work. After receiving the rewards, they drink two bowls of soju and a plate of salted beans. After drinking, they lie down all night half-drunk and half-awake. The next day, they continue to live like this until
One day, I got sick, tired and had no strength, so I died on the side of the road.
Drinking, carrying bags, sleeping drunk, and waking up to work are all part of the life of many hardworking people.
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If it hadn't been for what happened eight months ago, their dream would probably remain just a dream until their death.
Eight months ago, the outsourcing team No. 20 of the Yin Yang Sect came to this Yong'an town and announced that they would teach immortal magic to outsiders. The tuition fee was fifty taels of silver per person.
Not many people believed it at first. After all, the magic of immortality is so precious. It cannot be compared with a mere fifty taels of silver. He must be some kind of swindler.
But the two of them, who dreamed of immortal masters every day, believed it in a fascinating way.
They dug out the money they originally planned to use to beg a wife from the earthen jar under the bed and gave it to a lecturer who looked about the same age as the two of them, but might actually be younger.
Both coolies were illiterate, so they spent the early stages of the training class learning literacy, learning to read day and night.
If it weren't for the bread and board provided, they would have no money to go to school without working.
After three months of study, both Dali and Aqiang felt the subtle magic power in their bodies and successfully entered the first level of Qi refining.
What they never expected was that after they completed their studies, the instructor not only refunded the fifty taels of tuition fees in full, but also gave them two spiritual stones each.
Then, the two coolies who were so grateful that they did not salute their instructor as a living Bodhisattva were hurriedly sent away from the training class.
It was not until later that they found out that the Yin Yang Sect originally gave five spiritual stones as a reward to everyone who learned the Yin Yang Five Elements Technique.
Their mentor actually squandered three of them, leaving only two for them.
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"The mana power of one level of Qi Refining is enough to activate five low-level spells or use three elementary fireball techniques." Daniel couldn't help but complain.
"Even a few military masters holding weapons may not be able to deal with them."
"The talismans are extremely expensive. The lowest-level fireball talisman costs five spiritual stones each..."
Nowadays, in this small town with less than 10,000 people, there are hundreds of "monks" like them. The mysterious veil of "immortal masters" has been completely torn off, and was thrown to the ground and trampled by thousands of people.
The status of ordinary immortal masters in the town can only be equal to that of guards. Even due to severe oversupply, the treatment is not as good as that of previous guards.
How can a small town with a few thousand people come up with so many resources to support more than a hundred immortal masters who are not engaged in production?
It's not that there aren't some qi-refining monks with ulterior motives. After possessing the power of magic, they took advantage of the rich people in the town and became a gangster.
It's just that they are too incompetent and have not received any combat training. Although they have caused some losses to the rich, they can't take it back from themselves.
Of course, this is only a temporary defeat. As long as there are more and more "immortal masters" who have no work to do, there will soon be a larger group to kill people and set fire to the golden belt.
Ten people with malicious intentions at the first level of Qi Refining can't break through, but what about a hundred or two hundred?
Three fireballs per person, that’s three hundred fireballs...
Seeing this, some wealthy landowners with a keen sense of smell have begun to plot to leave.
The number of poor monks outside can continue to increase, but they cannot increase the number of servants without limit, nor can they support so many people. If they stay here, sooner or later they will be unable to stop these guys.
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"We'll leave tomorrow. We must go further and faster than the lecturers."
"Yes, wherever the lecturers go, they will teach a large number of low-level monks like us, and then the status of immortal master will immediately become worthless."
"How about... we also join the lecturer group? As long as we teach one, we can get a few spiritual stones..."
After experiencing the speed of cultivation with spirit stones, they felt that without the spirit stones, the cultivation of their pseudo-spiritual roots would be as slow as a tortoise, so at this time, all their thoughts were on only one thing - cultivating spirits.
stone.
"But I heard that this lecturer group still needs to be tested...you must at least be on the second level of Qi Refining before you can enter."
"...Is it possible that we have wasted ten years of our life and still have nowhere to live after coming out of this training class?"
After experiencing the wonderful world of monks in the Yin Yang Sect training class, the two of them could no longer settle down and spend their lives as ordinary coolies in a small town, numbly and mechanically.
"Let's go to Duanping Town, eight hundred miles away. One of my uncles does business in that town."
"But will there be Yin Yang Sect there..."
"Probably not so fast."
They had inquired before that this small town with a radius of three hundred miles had been infiltrated by the Yin Yang training class, and the first-level Qi refining monks were crawling all over the place.
"You will be unemployed after graduation."
Dali, who didn't have much education and hadn't read a few books except Yin Yang and Five Elements, suddenly started to recite the words mentioned by some storyteller two days ago. The more he read them, the more appropriate they became. He described himself so well.
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It's not that they really can't find work to do, it's just that there is no job that can satisfy their full desires.
I originally thought that after graduating from the training class, if I could become an immortal master, I would immediately become a master and completely escape the poverty-stricken life.
Not to mention the high-ranking officials in the city, at least the small rich men from all over the country will definitely be fooled by a few spells on the first level of Qi Refining, and then treat themselves as guests.
As a result, now there are a lot of "immortal masters" trying to grab even a decent job.