"But I heard that this lecturer group still needs to be assessed...at least the second floor of Qi Refining is allowed to enter."
"...Could it be that we wasted ten years of our lives, and after leaving this training class, we still have nowhere to live?"
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After seeing the wonderful world belonging to the monks in the Yin Yang Sect training class, the two of them could no longer feel at ease, and lived their lives numbly and mechanically as ordinary coolies in the small town.
"Let's go to Wilderness Town, eight hundred miles away, where one of my uncles does business."
"But will there still be Yin Yang sect..."
"It shouldn't be so fast."
They had inquired before that this small town with a radius of a hundred miles had been completely infiltrated by the Yin-Yang training class, and first-level Qi-refining monks who were quick-trained were crawling all over the ground.
"Graduation means unemployment."
Without much education, Dali, who has never read many books except Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue, suddenly recited the words from some storyteller two days ago. .
It's not that they really can't find work, it's just that there is no work that can satisfy their hearts and minds.
I thought that being able to become an immortal teacher after the training class would be a master of human beings, and I would completely get rid of the poverty-stricken life. Not to mention the high-ranking officials and nobles in the city, at least the small rich men from ten villages and eight miles away would definitely be fooled by a few spells at the first level of refining qi. , and treat yourself as a guest.
As a result, even a decent job now has a lot of "immortal masters" fighting over their heads.
"Let's go, before the yin and yang training class opens to your uncle's town, hurry up and get addicted to others."
"Then what?"
"Over there, bring a few children from rich families, let them learn Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue, and earn a handsome apprentice gift." When money was mentioned, Ah Qiang's mind suddenly came alive.
"Qiangzi, you are right. We don't have extravagant hopes for spirit stones, but if we get some gold and silver, we can live comfortably."
The only advantage of the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue is that it is easy to learn and easy to understand.
Even rookies like them, who have only been learning for a few months, have a lot of confidence that they can teach others how to get started while learning by themselves.
…
"What exactly do you intend to do?"
Since his "sadly defeat" by this mysterious cultivator who transformed himself into spirits more than two years ago, Wei Wuya has been meeting each other with rare spiritual fruits and spirits from all over Nanya Prefecture in the name of communication from time to time, with a very friendly attitude friendly.
But what he couldn't understand the most was that every time the two met, the white Taoist haunted the towns of mortals and looked at them thoughtfully.
This time he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked actively.
"Me? I want to go back." Bai Mo didn't hide anything.
"Go back to the Upper Realm?"
"Upper... Realm? That's right."
"Sure enough, someone from the upper realm can casually say this. He certainly doesn't know how attractive an opportunity to ascend to the upper realm will be to the old monster who is waiting to die in the realm." Wei Wu After hearing this, Ya thought so.
"I don't know how your lord intends to ascend, and do you need the assistance of my Yanghuo Palace? As long as your lord needs it, my Yanghuo Palace will definitely support it with all my strength."
"..."
"It's coming soon, it shouldn't take too long."
Looking at the continuous flow of Qi refining monks around, Bai Mo said calmly.
Such an ambiguous reply gave Wei Wuya a headache.
As a cultivator who is dying in this world, he is one of the people who most want to get information about ascension.
It sounds good to go to the sky to find the upper world, but the predecessors who left the soul lamps in the Yanghuo Palace to find hope, the longest one didn't live for ten years, and the soul lamps placed in the Zongmen Patriarch Hall were extinguished.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't fight, he would have started asking for information a long time ago.
Recalling the day they met, Wei Wuya still felt a little shaken in his heart.
The white man faced his challenge, and a white sun appeared above his head.
The endless light and heat emanating from the sun, obviously seems invisible, but the light on the body is as heavy as ten thousand weights.
What is even more frightening is that the power of that white light is incomparably overbearing, no matter what spells are played, they will be overwhelmed by endless waves of light one after another.
In order to resist the white light that fell on his body, all his mana was exhausted. He even drank up a drop of the ten thousand-year spiritual milk that claimed to restore all mana, but he still couldn't see the end of the white light.
It seemed to be a real great sun, the light of which lasted forever.
Without any extra tricks, it is absolute crushing in terms of pure quantity.
If it weren't for him carrying the Zongmen treasure talisman, which could teleport thousands of miles away at random, there is a high probability that he would be completely killed.
…
In a blink of an eye, it was the day when the speech conference was held.
After nearly three years of construction, under Yongquan Peak, a gigantic meeting place capable of accommodating more than 100,000 people has sprung up.
After all, the conference was hosted by the Yin Yang Sect, and the warm-up program was naturally the Yin Yang Heavenly Demon Dance that many monks loved.
Two teams of forty dancers from the Yin-Yang sect, dressed in light veils that were almost bare, walked to the center of the venue enchantingly, accepting the inspection of tens of thousands of eyes.
"The witch!"
"Crooked ways!"
“Praise for thighs!”
"I recognized it, isn't this the girl who left me without saying goodbye ten years ago?!"
"Tell your story."
"I also recognized it, the affair eight years ago..."
"Ours seems to be the same person?!"
The venue was full of intensive exchanges of spiritual thoughts.
Except for the soft music, no one dared to make any noise.
On the VIP seat on the high platform, there are five high-ranking Huashen Daxiu sitting there!
The faint spiritual pressure emitted by the five people enveloped the audience.
…
The monks of the Yin Yang sect, because of their limited combat power, often do all kinds of emotional deceptions in order to defraud many yang qi from the monk level, and develop dewy love affairs with male cultivators who don't know the truth.
These stories can be as long as half a month or as short as a few days. Since the Yin-Yang sect usually does not exhaust their resources, the target monks who are targeted can at most fully recover after a period of cultivation and will not be life-threatening.
Over time, the list of "victims" is extremely large, just like this time at the Dao Conference, many monks have discovered that the person with whom they had a dewy relationship back then was the same person...
For those who performed outstandingly, even before the woman left, the head of the bed was praised with a few spirit stones or a magic weapon.
Not to mention the embarrassment of many middle and low-level monks being prostituted by the same person, the group of Nascent Soul Transformation God monks focused all their attention on the white Taoist sitting at the front.
Without him, with such a barren interface, those who can still cultivate to the Nascent Soul and above are almost all cultivators.
Apart from improving their cultivation, they seldom care about other things.
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