"Body, refining qi, building foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul..."

"This world is roughly the same as the way of practicing in Journey to the West."

A slightly violent sunlight shone through the window on Tang Luo's face. His eyes narrowed slightly, enjoying the warm sunshine.

By the way, I pushed the contact lenses.

The practice of Journey to the West is divided into qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul... and other realms.

Of course, these levels are only among practitioners, and some of them are called exclusively for those who practice Taoism.

Other Buddhist practitioners, warriors, monsters and monsters all have different realms.

But in general, it is quite consistent.

The cultivation system of this world can barely be regarded as the inheritance of Journey to the West or the inheritance of decline.

According to the records of Wuya School, the entire world of cultivation, the Jindan Zhenren with a name and surname came from five hundred years ago.

Building a foundation is the overlord of one side, which is enough to establish a sect.

In the world of cultivation, Wuya Sect is also a top-notch and powerful sect.

"There is insufficient vitality and no martial arts are passed down, only the cultivation system is the same." Tang Luo said in his heart.

Journey to the West World is a world where real golden elixirs are everywhere, and Nascent Soul is not as good as a dog.

Apart from the same cultivation system inheritance, Tang Luo has not yet found any other connections between this world and Journey to the West, including various related legends, and there is no such thing as this.

Moreover, even the same "level realm" is far weaker than the Journey to the West.

"Forget it, my injury has not healed, take it slowly." Tang Luo picked up the "Single Monster" at his hand, and watched it while healing his wounds on a regular basis.

After a successful effort, his injury recovery progress suddenly slowed down.

There is a long way to go to heal the wound.

Of course, it is not completely unhealthy. If Tang Luo walks the path of the past again and finally recovers, he will be stronger than before.

Not to mention the game of gods and demons, which can make up for the shortcomings of the past.

The sound of footsteps came, and Qinglang held a plate of vegetarian rice and delivered it to the table in front of Tang Luo.

"Thank you." Tang Luo said.

Qinglang opened his mouth, said nothing, and turned around and left.

With the basic level of the world of practice, it is obvious that it is impossible to completely escape from the ordinary and avoid the world and practice in seclusion.

In fact, Qinglang, you need to eat. However, the demand is not large, and you can also directly refine it without having to eat three meals a day.

Ten days and half a month, it will be almost done if you eat a meal.

During the process of returning to the sect, Qinglang had a meal.

As for Tang Luo, he only ate delicious food for enjoyment.

The taste of Wuya Pie is quite good.

"Senior Sister."

"Senior sister..."

When Qinglang left the library, a group of junior brothers and sisters surrounded him. Among them, there were many older than Qinglang.

"What's the matter?" Qinglang's voice was cold.

"Senior sister, what is the origin of this monk?" asked a man who looked like a young man.

The disciple composition of Wuya Sect is roughly divided into two types.

One is the true disciples of the Wuya Sect who have outstanding cultivation talents. Such disciples are supported by the Wuya Sect, such as Qinglang, who are outstanding students.

Another type is that the princes and nobles who are not very talented but have very rich families are sent to Wuya Sect to practice. They are responsible for distributing money to Wuya. After going up the mountain to practice for a few years, they felt that the "immortal path" was hopeless, so they went home to pass on the family line.

Of course, Wuya Sect still treats his disciples equally.

I won’t say that if you are a “money-giving disciple”, you won’t give you the corresponding skills. Everyone’s foundation and starting point are the same. Whether you can get a higher level and further practice to practice depends on your own talent, hard work, and mind.

If there are disciples who are rich and talented, everyone will naturally be happy.

The Wuya Sect can develop into its current appearance and maintain a good balance between the two. It cannot be said that there are no disciples who despise each other, but the atmosphere of the entire sect is still very harmonious.

The disciple who asked Qinglang was a typical "money-giving disciple".

Not only that, his talent is also good.

Among this generation of disciples, it is second only to Qinglang. The gap between "secondary" is a bit big.

Senior Sister Qinglang, who had left the sect and had been out for nearly a year, suddenly returned and brought back a handsome monk?

These days, there have been many discussions among the disciples.

Who is Qinglang?

The super genius once in a thousand years, the imperial successor of Wuya Sect, and the four most important words - Jindan is expected!

In addition, it is beautiful. It is simply the protagonist in the story novel.

Then, after she was out for a year, she suddenly brought a wild man back?

If that man hadn't looked like a magnificent monk, the entire Wuya Sect would have been infuriated.

The disciples didn't know that Senior Sister Qinglang took the monk to meet Master, Uncle Master and others.

All they knew was that the handsome monk of Fengshen entered the library and never came out again.

He is a quiet guest, it's great if it weren't for Senior Sister Qinglang delivering him food every day!

Can you bear this?

Kill it, you must kill it!

Well, before you cut it to death, you have to figure out what the monk does.

"This person... is Master Xuanzang." Qing Lang's voice was as cold as ever. Many disciples were cautious in their eyes, and most of them were female disciples.

"Xuanzang?" The young master instinctively shook the fan. He slapped himself in such a cold weather and was not afraid of catching a cold.

"I am a casual cultivator. I'm here to learn about the current situation in the world of cultivation." Qing Lang said, "Don't disturb him if you are okay." After that, he hurriedly left.

She really doesn't want to mention Tang Luo in front of many junior brothers and sisters.

I don’t want to recall the fear of being dominated by Tang Luo in those days.

As for delivering food, if the demon monk could leave early, stay quietly in the library before leaving, and not cause trouble, let alone three meals a day, eight meals a day.

"Senior brother..."

"Since Senior Sister Qinglang said not to disturb us, let's not disturb us." The young master waved his hand.

The group of people slowly dispersed.

"In two days, I'll find someone to test it out and see what this monk is from." The young master said in his heart.

If you let go, you must not let go. Just sending your meal to Senior Sister Qinglang, Xuanzang must die.

But you can't do it randomly, you need to do it slowly.

A few days later.

Several proud disciples entered the library and planned to test it.

As a result, they ran all over the library where they could go, but they couldn't find the monk.

Did he enter a real important place?

The disciples who came with their mission found out Tang Luo's whereabouts.

Qinglang usually came over with a plate of food, and for a moment, he felt like a little maid.

The disciples who watched wanted to beat their chests and stamp their feet, and whistle to the sky to show their depression.

Senior Sister Qinglang, how could you do such a thing?

However... Senior Sister Qinglang looks very good with this feeling.

Sure enough, Senior Sister Qinglang is perfect!

Qinglang saw several disciples, frowned slightly, and then stretched out: "What are you doing here?"

"This...passed."

"Reading a book."

"I came with them."

The three disciples have different reactions.

Qinglang looked at the table by the window. The monster monk used to sit here reading a book.

Why are you not here today?

"Have you seen Master Xuanzang?" Qinglang asked.
To be continued...