On this unknown island, Jun Buqi, Mo Changgeng, and Wen Liang told each other some interesting things that happened after they parted.
Of course, there weren't many things that Jun Buqi could say. The more important thing was that he was inquiring about what happened in Qingxuan Sect, such as what happened to Yu Feixue and Xiao Wuxie.
The three of them drank tea first, then drank, remembering the past, and then looking forward to the bright future. After resting for a night, the three set off the next day, heading to Feiyun Island with their swords.
"Change your attire. When you go out, don't call yourself Qingxuan Sect disciples. Change your appearance and breath..."
"Senior brother, you are such a thief! No wonder we couldn't recognize you when we met."
Mo Changgeng followed his words, changed his aura and appearance, and said with a smile: "Actually, it feels a little bit. Although the appearance and aura have changed, some habits, if you pay more attention, you can still feel the familiarity, especially if you are with
When people want spiritual crystals."
"Haha... That's right. At that time, I thought, why does this person's acting style look so much like Senior Brother Jun? It's just that his appearance and aura are so different that I don't dare to recognize him."
"So! After changing your appearance and breath, it's best to design a few new little moves for yourself to confuse the audience and don't reveal your previous habitual moves."
"You are becoming more and more like an old Jianghu." Mo Changgeng sighed softly.
Jun Buqi smiled and said: "People are in the world! Sometimes you can't help yourself. If you don't hide yourself, you can easily get yourself into trouble. For example, if you go on an adventure and get a certain treasure, if you don't hide yourself, then look back.
What should you do if someone comes to rob you?"
"Senior brother, are you saying that the Yun clan of Feiyun Island is actually a monk from a small sect pretending to be one like you said? After all, there are too few cultivating families in the interior."
Mo Changgeng also nodded and said: "Developing in a family way is actually very difficult to achieve in this world of cultivation. Compared with the sect, the efficiency is far behind."
Wen Liang nodded and said: "Unless it can be like the cultivation family in Dongzhou, with a powerful Ascension Realm master sitting in charge and developing for thousands of years."
After a pause, he continued: "By the way, I heard that the cultivating families in Dongzhou have elixirs like the 'Pure Vein Pill', which can be used to purify the bloodline and allow the bloodline of future generations to follow theirs."
The ancestors are closer, but I don’t know if that’s true.”
"That's something only the demon cultivator family advocates!" Mo Changgeng shook his head and said: "Human cultivator families generally don't use that thing. In the eyes of many people, it is tantamount to restricting one's own development potential. How do you say that?
Come on, those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die. If everyone is the same as their ancestors, then how can we surpass them?"
The three of them chatted while flying, and by noon, Feiyun Island was already in sight.
On the pier, there was still a buzz of people. After the practice was popularized among the people, more people from other islands came here to do business. After all, the market was bigger.
The residents on the island also abide by the rules, and those who don't follow the rules are beheaded.
Feeling the vitality from a distance, Wen Liang smiled and said: "It's really interesting! Although the aura is not very strong, the overall feeling is very unusual."
"Thriving and full of vitality..." Mo Changgeng agreed.
Jun Buqi said with a smile, "I heard many monks mention that many sects in the interior do not want to see a place where the practice of practice is popularized among the people, but is it true?"
Wen Liang shook his head and said: "I have heard of this, but it seems that the imperial court does not want to see the whole people practicing! Because it is difficult to manage. As for saying that the sect does not want to see this situation, this is not clear, at least our Qingxuan Sect
There is no such statement.”
What Wen Liang understood was almost the same as what Jun Buqi understood at the beginning.
Mo Changgeng also said: "Actually, the practice of monks is the same as the practice of martial arts by warriors. There is no ban on martial arts among the people! But whether it is martial arts or spiritual practice, it consumes resources. Even if ordinary people have practice methods, they do not have enough practice resources.
, what’s the use?”
Jun Buqi has already felt this. Although there are nearly ten thousand monks on Feiyun Island, they are all very low-level cannon fodder monks. They have no training resources and can only rely on absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world to practice. The speed of practice is indeed very slow.
.
However, monks who rely on elixirs during the Qi refining period also have little future.
But it doesn't matter. The reason why Jun Buqi develops national cultivation is to improve the next generation. He hopes that if this cultivation continues from generation to generation, more cultivation geniuses will be born. Just like cultivating hybrid rice.
"Senior brother, how about we go to Yun's to visit?"
"Is something wrong?" Jun Buqi asked.
Wen Liang shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I'm just curious."
Jun Buqi rolled his eyes at him, "How boring are you!"
"I don't believe you are not curious about the two mistresses of the Yun family."
Jun Buqi shook his head, "I am indeed curious, but I will not test it. What is the difference between that and seeking death? He is a great monk in the upper three realms, why should he give us face?"
Mo Changgeng looked at the white banner hanging by the Yun family in the distance, nodded and said: "It's really inappropriate. They are holding a funeral right now! Should we go to express our condolences to them?"
Jun Buqi stared blankly at the white flags fluttering in the wind, secretly cursing the bad luck!
Yunshi was actually mourning his clones. He himself didn't know what to say, and he couldn't just go and scold Yun Xiao for being troublesome. This was indeed a big deal for Yunshi.
Not to mention, there were quite a few monks who went to the Yun Family to express their condolences.
From a distance, I saw many monks dressed in black flying towards the Yun clan, and then they were welcomed into the Yun clan.
Seeing this, Wen Liang couldn't help but said: "Isn't this an opportunity? The head of the Yun family will definitely show up when the Yun family is mourning! What about the Yun family's mistress? Let's go... don't waste the opportunity. No matter what, let's take those three
Return a storage bag to someone else."
Mo Changgeng looked at Jun Buqi, and Jun Buqi slapped his forehead: Damn! Do I still have to bow to my own clone?
"I want you to go, but I won't go!"
"Brother, don't spoil the fun! Let's go together!"
"..."
Jun Buqi was pulled by Wen Liang and flew straight to the Yun clan.
He struggled for a while and found that he couldn't break free. That's right, how can you, a person in the Golden Core Realm, break free from the control of a Nascent Soul Realm monk?
"Hey, senior brother, I'm better than you now."
Feeling that Jun Buqi was struggling, Liang Liang smiled innocently, so innocently that Jun Buqi wanted to take off his boots and slap him in the face.
After arriving outside the Yun clan, Wen Liang and Mo Changgeng returned to their original appearance. This meant that Jun Buqi's previous proposal was all in vain.
It's no wonder that people are taking advantage of you if you are so wasteful, you two idiots!
Jun Buqi cursed in his heart, and then was welcomed into the Yun clan by one of his clones.
When his clone saw the three of them, his eyes were filled with strange expressions.