While walking all the way, the girl had a good attitude. As a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, it was no small miracle that she could be kind to Long Ao, a demon cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage disguised as a demon cultivator.
In the world of cultivating monsters, like the world of cultivating immortals, the hierarchical system is still very obvious, especially the level of strength. The strong can be arrogant in front of the weak, and even arrogance and rudeness are recognized. On the contrary, if the weak is arrogant in front of the strong, then he may be killed by the strong at any time.
Long Ao's disguise skills are quite realistic. Unless his strength reaches the late stage of Tianyao, it will be difficult to detect that Long Ao is hiding his strength.
"You just said your name is Long Ao, right! My name is Yuying, you can call me Senior Wang, or Sister Wang, it's up to you."
The girl said with a smile, having no doubt that Long Ao would be a master in the late stage of Tianxian.
"Haha, it's awkward to call you senior. Calling you Sister Wang makes you old. How about this, I call you by your first name, or your nickname Yingying?"
How could Long Ao call a Nascent Soul stage girl his sister? This was almost impossible.
Wang Ying stared at Long Ao in disbelief with her big, smart eyes, as if she were looking at a monster.
"Long Ao, I really doubt whether you are a cultivator. Don't you even understand the rules of these titles? Your cultivation is worse than mine, so you must respect me and call me senior! Even if you don't like it It's too awkward to call me senior, but it's normal to call me sister. However, it's awkward for you to call me by my first name. People who are below me in cultivation are not my relatives or elders, so how can they call me by my name? As for calling me by my nickname, that’s what my elders call me. If you dare, I’ll kill you.”
Wang Ying pouted and said, seeing that Long Ao was unmoved, she immediately sighed: "Oh! I really don't know what's going on with you! You have no rules for me, I can forgive you. But, let me remind you. Yeah, if you don't behave well with my fellow apprentices or my master, and they get angry, I won't be able to save you, so you can do whatever you want!"
"Haha, I understand your good intentions! Don't worry, I'm not a fool. I won't call you that in front of others, Yingying."
Long Ao's words made Wang Ying really dumbfounded, but it was always a bit embarrassing to ask him to call her by her nickname.
"Oh! You're lucky! I won't argue with you. The sun is setting now. Let's walk faster, otherwise, we will be eaten by that monster as dinner."
Wang Ying smiled sweetly, accelerated quickly, and ran forward as light as a swallow.
Long Ao thought this girl was quite cute, so he also walked forward quickly. Two figures, one black and one white, quickly ran towards the mountainside.
About an hour later, the two finally arrived at the safe area thousands of feet above.
On the mountainside, rows of bamboo houses were built. There were at least thousands of people here. They were divided into several areas and were surrounded by people from the Zhengqi Alliance who were guarding and alerting them.
"Sister, you are back."
A disciple from the Zhengqi Alliance came over to say hello.
"Well, I'm back. I saved another person today. You see, I brought him back."
Wang Ying said with a smile.
As we moved forward, more and more disciples came around to say hello. There were also many disciples who were in the Qi training stage and were practicing flying skills here. Among them was a fat young man who was flying in the air with a flying sword. However, the shaky state made everyone below laugh.
"Disciple meets Master!"
When those disciples in the Qi refining stage saw Wang Ying, they immediately raised their hands and saluted.
"Disciple meets Master!"
With a plop, the fat man saluted in the air, but unexpectedly, because he was not proficient in flying, he fell from the air, grinning in pain, which made Wang Ying couldn't help but snicker.
Long Ao felt the fragments of life of the disciples of the Zhengqi League and had many insights in his heart. This place is simply a fairyland on earth. Although the number of disciples of the Zhengqi League is not too many, they get along very harmoniously. You can tell just by the happy smiles on their faces. How high is their happiness index
Wang Ying was like a carefree elf, explaining to Long Ao as she moved forward, such as the structure of the Righteous Alliance, the scenery on the mountain, what flowers would bloom at this time, what pets she had, etc.
Long Ao found himself in this place where the spiritual (demon) energy of the world was abundant. Feeling the life of these demon cultivators who were lower in strength than himself, he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart.
In this relaxed state, Long Ao suddenly found that the speed of practicing the 'Dragon Spirit Art' in his body had increased by at least three times. This made Long Ao secretly happy, because the 'Dragon Spirit Art' was already more powerful than ordinary cultivation techniques. Quite a few. If he cultivates automatically at more than three times the speed, Long Ao is confident that he can cultivate the first immortal clone within three months.
When it was dark, Long Ao followed Wang Ying into a quiet residence halfway up the mountain.
At this time, darkness had shrouded the surrounding beauty, and a calm voice came from the quiet residence: "It's Yingying who's back! Come in quickly!"
"Ying'er has brought the fellow Taoist who wants to seek asylum to meet the master!"
Wang Ying said with a smile, like an elf in the dark.
"Well, bring him in with you!"
The voice inside was kind and friendly, which calmed Long Ao's heart a lot. The calmer Long Ao's mood became, the faster the 'Dragon Spirit Art' in his body ran.
"It's very strange here. The 'Dragon Spirit Art' rarely runs so fast. If it can keep running like this, then my cultivation speed will be increased three times. Compared with those cultivators with average talents, it will only take one year." It’s equivalent to their decades or even hundreds of years of cultivation. It seems that God is really attached to me!”
Long Ao thought to himself as he followed Wang Ying into the bamboo house.
A woman in gray clothes was facing away from the two of them, sitting cross-legged and meditating. From time to time, a sacred aura emerged from her body. When approaching this aura, Long Ao discovered the speed of practicing the 'Dragon Spirit Art' in his body. It turned out to be faster, and I was immediately overjoyed.