Chapter 12: Loose Cultivator Asks How Much Hate
The three guards were talking, but they didn't expect Wang Xiaochuan to go and return.
They hurriedly said, "I wonder what sir has to give?"
The black wooden ancient ship flashed and the mottled treasure light was dazzling. Wang Xiaochuan did not get off the boat and stood at the bow and smiled at them.
"I just hurried to leave and forgot to give you some gifts. Now you each choose one so I can rest assured."
Several people were a little confused. What's the use of this rag? But they didn't dare to speak out, so they said, "Thank you for your kindness. It's our duty to help you, and there is no need to be rewarded."
"How can you not give me a reward in the world?" Ogawa said coldly: "What? Do you look down on my gift?"
"Don't dare, since that's the case, I want that purple scimitar." An escort pointed to a weapon.
The remaining two people followed suit and asked for some rags.
After Wang Xiaochuan saw it, all of them were ‘middle-grade level six’. He couldn’t help but stare at them and said, “Your armor is very good, why don’t there be any weapons?”
"Our weapons are all in storage bags."
“Storage bag?”
A guard presented a gray cloth bag, ordinary, with a golden rune on it, dull and no special thing.
After hearing the explanation, Wang Xiaochuan realized that his shallowness was really a ragged thing, and suddenly became a burden.
The guards were quite embarrassed, and they were also considered disciples of the Immortal Lord. Alas... maybe because of their extraordinary talent.
The guard on the left found that Ogawa liked the storage bag very much, so he said, "Brother Lu, this is your spare storage bag, right? Why not give it to the adults? You can't let the adults run around with so many things, right?"
"Yes, yes, sir, you don't dislike it, please accept it. My storage bag is available, there is nothing in it, just some ordinary healing pills, some jade slips, which record some pills and formations, and you need to take it directly." Guard Lu became generous.
Wang Xiaochuan couldn't refuse, so he could only accept it. Looking at Guard Lu, seeing his thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a little silly smile, he said, "It's actually like this, then I'm not polite. What's your name?"
"I have low cultivation and dare not be famous." Lu Zhan is very strong and does not want to take credit for this.
Ogawa didn't understand and taught a lesson: "Why would you dare not be a good name for man? Could it be that your cultivation level is at this point, and you cannot survive the tribulation? You cannot be an immortal?"
The three guards took a breath and took a step back in fear. They stared at Xiaochuan with their eyes widened, and felt their heads were chaotic and their blood flowed backwards. This young man was simply speechless and crazy. What kind of existence is a monk who survived the tribulation? Not to mention talent, just his background can make people despair!
The Immortal Lord is just a Mahayana monk. I don’t know how much financial and material resources he consumed, and finally reached such a state of cultivation. That is the foundation accumulated by generations of sect leaders of Xunxian Sect after countless years. If it were an ordinary sect, an ordinary family, even if it was passed down by more than ten generations, could cultivate a fusion monk, and it would be celebrated with all the world.
For ordinary people who are weak and have no background, they can join a family and cultivate to the level of the God Transformation Stage and have already shined their ancestors, gained a firm foothold, and remained immortal forever.
Xiaochuan felt that Lu Zhan and his men were powerless to practice, and said calmly: "There is nothing difficult in the world, I am afraid of those who are interested. Since I have practiced Taoism so far, I naturally don't worry about any fundamentals. If not, I will accumulate my fundamentals and one day I will be able to achieve the cultivation level of the tribulation."
Alas, this young man is really young.
Lu Zhan looked at the other two people and found that they had their heads hanging, so he had to say, "I'm going to Lu Zhan to receive the teachings."
Wang Xiaochuan nodded with satisfaction, patted Lu Zhan's shoulder, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Young man worked hard to practice, I remember you."
Lu Zhan smiled foolishly, and there was nothing to say.
After Wang Xiaochuan said goodbye, he ate and drank in Qingcheng, and then found an inn to sleep that night, which was a preliminary understanding of the fairy world.
This place is boundless, and it is actually a planet. Each planet has a main city, gathering all the strong men and sects, complex and civilized. At a long distance, the Xunxian Sect is on the Immortal Star, closest to the Roland Star.
When Wang Xiaochuan arrived at the Immortal Search Sect, the Immortal Search Ceremony happened to be held. Strong people on every planet were attended by. As long as they could pass, they would never want to miss such a grand event. Many families were even more proud of it and wanted to gather here even if they lost their money.
The ancient big tripod and the melodious bells sounded, and this grand event officially began on the south side of the Xiandu.
More than a dozen mountain ranges were all filled with monks, sects, and many families. The disciples of Xunxian Sect patrol around to avoid accidents.
Wang Xiaochuan looked at the mountain gate, with vast smoke and waves, and the huge carved beams and painted pillars of the gate courtyard. It was indeed awesome and could not be compared with the Border Continent. The disciples of Xunxian Sect were already extraordinary and could not see the realm. The purple silk shirt was dressed in the same style as the immortal master. It was a pity that he was greeted with cold face and ignored him.
A young man wanted to go in, but unfortunately there was no invitation, so he was bombed out and rolled to Xiaochuan's feet. His white robe was very luxurious, and he thought he was also handsome, but he was laughed at this moment.
Ogawa said mercifully: "Why are they treated like this by brother?"
The young man in white robe patted the dust and stood up and said, "Just bully us casual cultivators."
"Scattered Cultivator?" There was no such statement on the Border Continent. Wang Xiaochuan said curiously: "Is it a monk who is disgusted?"
"Haha, where are you?" The young man in white robe found that Wang Xiaochuan was pretty and had a young age, and his clothes were just ordinary, and his cultivation was low. He actually dared to make friends with his peers. He was so brave.
They walked to the corner to chat.
When the young man heard that Ogawa was also coming to seek the truth, he couldn't help but sigh: "Don't go, I won't let you enter the Great Immortal Search Ceremony. They don't look down on us casual cultivators at all. You should go back and forth."
Ogawa said: "Brother Han, what is a casual cultivator?"
"You just say you are a sect without a sect?"
"Yes." Ogawa replied.
Han Zheng said again: "There is no family?"
"Home? I have a home." Wang Xiaochuan couldn't help but feel a little sad when he thought of his parents and elder brother, and inexplicably worried about his elder brother's safety.
Han Zheng touched his eyebrows and explained: "I'm not talking about a family of seven. I'm talking about inheritance, do you know? Family inheritance, at least billions of years of inheritance is the family, and there is also a powerful man in the God Transformation Stage."
"Oh, then I don't have a family."
Han Zheng raised his eyebrows in a clear way and said, "So, you are just a casual cultivator. You have to rely on yourself for everything. You have no foundation, no chance, and even if you have talent, it will be difficult to move forward."
"Why?"
"Just because I'm only at the foundation-building stage now, I'm still at the beginning."
"What does that have to do with the foundation? Just practice hard."
Han Zheng was no longer interested, and it turned out that this guy didn't understand anything, so he said, "You should practice hard, and you will understand in the future. I'll leave."
"Let's go slowly." Wang Xiaochuan grabbed him and said, "What can you do if you join the Xunxian Sect?"
"Hmph." Han Zheng glanced at the disciples of Xunxian Sect in dissatisfaction and said, "Don't talk about them, even the powerful people in the God Transformation Stage, I can surpass them."
Wang Xiaochuan didn't care whether he bragged or not. He remembered that Lu Zhan and others were so unreliable, so he patted his arm and admired him: "Brother Han is so confident, I am willing to help you with your help and take you in."
"What?" Han Zheng was about to get angry, but hesitated again at this moment.
Wang Xiaochuan went first.
Han Zheng didn't move, and the fool went to make a move to embarrass himself.
Chapter completed!