Cultivation Begins From The Desert - v3 Chapter 796

“Cultivation begins in the desert (!

“Du Mou, let me introduce, this is the newest [Lei Peng] true spiritual fellow Daoist Lei Yu among the demon clan. He is currently cultivating in the Broken Cloud Mountains in the Immortal Cultivation World of Floating Cloud Continent. Du Mou and him are in Donghua. After the Zhou Xiu Xianjie met, he invited him to come over here to participate in this gathering on his own initiative, for Daoist Withered Wood, where it is abrupt, I also hope that Daoist Withered Wood and fellow Daoists Haihan.”

“As for this fellow Daoist Zhou, if all fellow Daoists have paid attention to the human race’s cultivation world in the past few hundred years, they should have heard of the name of [Ganyang Treasure Body] Zhou Yang, and Du Mou was able to cultivate in Beitingzhou back then. Immortal world defeated that holy demon clone, thanks to fellow Daoist Zhou for providing [Vermilion Bird Fan], a seventh-order fire-attribute fairy weapon, I happened to meet him this time, so I brought him here to see the world.”

In the tree house palace, Du Chongyang didn’t hesitate after the voice of [Real Dead Wood], and immediately introduced Lei Yu Zhenling and Zhou Yang’s origins to everyone in the hall.

However, the title of [Real Man of Qianyang] must not be mentioned in front of these real “real people”, so he helped Zhou Yang to be replaced by the title of [Ganyang Treasure Body].

Compared with the spiritual cultivators who will appear in the major immortal worlds from time to time, the treasure cultivators are not as high-level cultivators as the spiritual cultivators, so they are much less famous. Occasionally, if someone is famous for this, it is easier to be called by them. people remember.

At this time, as soon as Du Chongyang finished his introduction, when several seventh-order existences looked at Zhou Yang, they also paid a little attention.

The seventh-order immortal artifact is one of the rare treasures in this world that can make their existence tempted, but Zhou Yangyijie cultivator of Yuan Ying stage masters this kind of treasure, how can they not pay attention to it.

But attention is paid attention, they are not going to **** Zhou Yang’s fairy weapon regardless of their identity.

Not to mention that they may arouse the disgust of the Heavenly Dao will of the world, but the tacit understanding among the seventh-order existences of various races also makes them reluctant to take that risk.

After all, with their cultivation level, even if they had an extra immortal weapon in their hands, they would at most only have some advantages in the battle of fighting skills, and it was impossible to kill their opponents at all.

In this way, there is no need to break the tacit understanding that the seventh-order existence of various races has lasted for tens of thousands of years for a fairy weapon.

“The demon clan already has three true spirits, not counting the [Chiyuan Spiritual Saint], who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Now fellow Daoist Lei Yu has been promoted to the true spirit. It seems that the demon clan has been defeated by the human race. After being suppressed for ten thousand years, it will flourish again!”

The ugly-looking old woman, after her eyes stayed on Lei Yu Zhenling for a while, gave a grim smile without smiling, and directly provoked the relationship between the human race and the demon race.

Hearing her words, Du Chongyang and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi sank slightly, and a gloomy look flashed in their eyes.

This is exactly what Du Chongyang worried about when he discovered Lei Yu Zhenling, a new spirit.

In today’s “Linghuan World”, if one side is the most powerful, it is of course the human race that occupies the most prosperous and vast area in this world, followed by the monster races that are also distributed in various places.

The human race and the monster race are both enemies and competitors in terms of natural contradictions and competition for living space.

The current situation where humans are strong and monsters are weak is because the human race has outperformed the monster race in the past competition, so that the human race is prosperous today.

However, as the human race begins to be weaker than the demon race in terms of top power, this situation may be reversed.

As the true immortals of the human race, Du Chongyang and the others are naturally worried and worried about this.

Only [Desire of Dead Wood], the oldest extant true immortal of the human race, did not change the expression at all, but smiled lightly: “Mother-in-law is joking, after I become a true immortal and a true spirit, I have already left the cage and no longer care about the world. Whether it is a person or a monster, it is a member of the sentient beings in this world, whoever is strong and who is weak has its own number of days!”

“There is a way of heaven, and it is arrogant to interfere with the operation of the heaven, trying to change the fate of the sky. The failures of countless pioneers in the past have been recorded by all ethnic groups. Granny Wan, you should know it.”

At the end of the story, [Real Dead Wood] gave the ugly old woman a meaningful look, as if she meant something.

When the ugly old woman heard what he said, her face changed suddenly, a hint of fear and resentment appeared in her eyes, and she silently bowed her head and stopped talking.

When Du Chongyang and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi saw this, they both glanced at the ugly old woman thoughtfully, as if they had thought of something, and sneered on their faces.

I saw the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi immediately sneered and said: “What you said is very true, even though Feng became a late Taoist, he has also heard of one thing. There was originally a barbarian saint in the wild jungle, but it’s a pity. This person doesn’t know the number of days, doesn’t respect the way of heaven, and even tried to go against the sky, using forbidden techniques to change the world, expand the scope of the wild jungle, and finally be punished by heaven, and was blasted to ashes by the thunder and punishment of heaven!”

“Feng Wuji, what do you mean? If you want to compete with the old lady, just say it straight, don’t humiliate my barbarian sages like this!”

The ugly old woman was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and she immediately glared at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi and shouted angrily.

Seeing that these two big disagreements were in a stance, the landowner [Principle of Dead Wood] hurriedly persuaded the fight: “Relieve your anger, stop your anger, Ma Granny’s anger, and Feng Daoyou, please be merciful, everyone is I’ve been an old friend for many years, so why get angry and hurt the peace for those mundane things!”

After he finished speaking, he smiled kindly at Lei Yu Zhenling and Zhou Yang and said, “Daoist friend Lei Yu and Daoist Zhou also please sit down, just to take a sip of Yang’s [longevity tea] to moisten the throat and dispel the anger.”

Du Chongyang also helped at this time: “Then Daoyou Lei Yu and Daoyou Zhou have a good time, the special [Longevity Tea] made by Daoist Drywood is not only delicious, but if you drink it for the first time, it will not be related to any longevity elixir. The 50-year lifespan of conflict is unique in this world, and you can’t taste it anywhere else!”

“If so, I would like to thank the dead wood fellow.”

Lei Yu Zhenling nodded lightly, and sat down in front of a newly “grown” wooden table in the hall, ignoring the ugly old woman’s provocative words from beginning to end.

On the other hand, Zhou Yang followed Du Chongyang to sit behind another wooden table, and sat behind him as a junior, just like the juniors brought over by the other seventh-order existences.

As soon as they were seated, [Shen Mu Shiren] waved his sleeves and took out three turquoise tea cups and placed them on the table, then added so-called [longevity tea] tea leaves to each, and brewed them with a special green-colored spiritual liquid.

“Come on, three fellow Daoists, please have tea!”

The three cups of brewed immortal tea were placed in front of the three newly seated people. Du Chongyang directly took the tea cups and drank it, closing his eyes and recalling the taste of the tea.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang and Lei Yu Zhenling also drank the fairy tea with a hint of curiosity.

As soon as the tea entered his stomach, the first thing Zhou Yang felt was a strong vitality.

This power of vitality is different from the power of vitality emitted by [Huichun Immortal Dew], which he often uses to heal wounds. It is only used to repair the damaged wounds of the body, but directly penetrates into the flesh, bones and hairs of his whole body, in all directions. to strengthen the vitality of the human body.

Even Zhou Yang’s Primordial Spirit was injected with a cool energy, making his Primordial Spirit as if he had taken some tonic, releasing an incomparably comfortable mood, fluttering like a fairyland.

At this time, he understood what Du Chongyang said about the taste, but the taste was not actually the taste of tea. In fact, the taste of tea itself was only a faint fragrance of green leaves, and it was slightly bitter.

That taste actually refers to the cool power that acts on the primordial spirit. This power washes the primordial spirit and makes the cultivator primordial spirit emit a pleasant and comfortable emotion, which is much stronger and more stimulating than the pleasure produced by the body.

After about a quarter of an hour, the floating feeling in Zhou Yang’s Yuanshen finally dissipated, and he sobered up from the enjoyment of closing his eyes.

And as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that the eyes of the others all fell on him at some point.

“I found out that Daoist Zhou’s spiritual consciousness is much stronger than that of ordinary monks. Now it seems that Daoist friend’s soul is not only stronger than that of ordinary monks, but much stronger!”

Du Chongyang looked at Zhou Yang in amazement and said, the words made him a little confused.

He looked at Du Chongyang with slightly puzzled eyes, his eyes moved, and he seemed to understand, but he did not speak immediately.

At this time, Feng Wuji, another human race transcended the calamity, suddenly said: “Qinghong, how long did it take you to wake up after drinking [Longevity Tea] earlier?”

“Returning to Master, it took nearly a quarter of an hour for the disciple to wake up after drinking [Longevity Tea]!”

An eighth-layer Nascent Soul cultivator sitting behind Feng Wuji, looked at Zhou Yang with surprise and envy, and answered the question of the human race true immortal in a low voice.

“Qinghong is a disciple of a certain Feng, and he has also taken some spiritual things that strengthen and strengthen his consciousness, and has also practiced secret techniques to strengthen his consciousness. Even so, he is almost later than Daoyou Zhou when he has the same cultivation level as Daoyou Zhou. It took twice as long to recover from the immortal state produced by [Longevity Tea], and the profound foundation of Zhou Daoyou’s primordial spirit really makes Feng Mou also impressed!”

Feng Wuji, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, looked at Zhou Yang with bright eyes and sighed, his eyes full of surprise and admiration.

Sure enough!

Zhou Yang froze in his heart, knowing that he had unknowingly exposed a lot of trump cards just now, and made a limelight that he didn’t want to show.

Of course, his primordial spirit has a solid foundation.

Not to mention that he was born with a powerful spiritual sense, it was just the spiritual consciousness-enhancing spirits he took later, the secret method of enhancing consciousness that he had practiced, “Taixu Refining the Spirit”, and the mysterious flowers that were suspected to be congenital spirits. Strengthening the mysterious treasure is not an opportunity that ordinary monks can have.

Under the superposition of these opportunities, he now has a strong sense of consciousness, which can be said to be disdainful of the entire Nascent Soul period, and it is difficult to find a Nascent Soul monk who can compete with him in this regard.

“Tsk tsk tsk, the primordial spirit has a solid foundation, far surpassing the monks of the same rank. The physical vitality is strong, comparable to the sixth-order flood dragon, and Shouyuan seems to be less than half of his life. No wonder fellow Daoist Du had such a sigh before!”

[Real Dead Wood] Zimang flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Zhou Yang, as if he had the ability to see through, he could see Zhou Yang’s physical state and even his lifespan at a glance.

Such supernatural powers really shocked Zhou Yang.

In front of these true immortals of the transcendence period, he felt like a peeled orange, the gravy core was visible at a glance, and nothing could be hidden.

No one has made him feel this way in years!

“Hehehe, fellow Daoist Zhou, don’t be nervous, with your current cultivation strength, if I don’t wait, it’s basically impossible for someone to threaten your life, and there is an agreement between me and my existence, as long as you If you don’t take the initiative to provoke anyone, no one will think about strangling you in advance because you are expected to become immortals in the future!”

Seemingly seeing Zhou Yang’s nervousness, Feng Wuji, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, smiled and comforted him.

“Thank you Senior Feng for your suggestion, this junior made all the seniors laugh.”

Zhou Yang smiled awkwardly, bowed his hands to Feng Wuji to express his gratitude, and then really relaxed his mind and muscles calmed down.

It’s just that after he calmed down for a while, he was attracted by the next words of [Withered Wood].

I saw [Deadwood Master] gently waved his hand and said: “Okay, now I’ll continue with the previous topic, Granny Ma, you said earlier that [The Wilderness Secret Realm] is suspected to have the arrival of the Supreme Being, this matter is really unbelievable, At least the old man can’t explain it, maybe you can ask him for advice when you see the old monster [Chiyuan Lingsheng] in the future.”

And when the ugly old granny Ma heard the words, she replied with a speechless face: “[Chiyuan Lingsheng] After that old monster appeared more than 3,000 years ago, it disappeared completely, and the old man suspected that he either found Feisheng. The method has soared, or Shouyuan has finally come to an end, gone to the secret space he prepared for himself and died, how can he find him and ask about it!”

“That old monster could follow Senior Ancient Immortal to ascend to the upper realm in the ancient times, but he deliberately stayed for some reason. The old man asked him many times if he had a way to ascend, but he refused to say. From the old man’s point of view, he Most of them haven’t left this world yet!”

[Real Dead Wood] After pondering for a while, he also expressed his judgment with resentment.

Zhou Yang listened to the conversation of the two seventh-order existences, and his heart was agitated.

He now finally understands the source of the news of the arrival of the Supreme Being in the [Wild Secret Realm], and where did it come from? Obviously, it was the ugly old lady Ma, the seventh-order barbarian saint who secretly sheltered the wild tribes. conclusions after the survey.

From this, it can also be known that the disappearance of Jiang Fengxian’s mother and daughter should really be related to the upper realm who came to the [Wild Secret Realm].

He looked at the Granny Ma, and wanted to ask him how he made this judgment, but in the end he held back.

From the words of the old woman earlier, it is not difficult to see that she is malicious towards the human race monks.

Zhou Yang, a junior in the Yuan Ying period, asked her like this, and most of them would bring shame on themselves.

And at this moment, Du Chongyang also spoke. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

“About the method of ascension, Du Mou has actually already had some ideas. This time, he is thinking of taking the opportunity of the birthday of the dead wood Taoist friend to take a closer look with all of you to see if it is really feasible!”

Brush brush!

In an instant, the eyes of the other four seventh-order existences in the hall were all attracted by Du Chongyang’s words.

The rest of the Nascent Soul monks like Zhou Yang stretched out their heads and looked at Du Chongyang, showing a 12% interest in such things.

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