It was a market with people coming and going.
He bought a black horse from it and rode it day and night. It took him three days to reach the dock in Liangzhou.
I found a boatman on the dock and left here by boat.
Leaning on the railing of the boat, Lu Sheng looked at the clear blue water, rolling up snow-white waves, and under the sunlight, the golden light of the sea in the distance flowed.
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Yongzhou capital.
The streets were extremely clean, the people were chatting and laughing, and everything looked like a scene of peace and prosperity.
In mid-air, Liu Xingfeng was wearing a blue robe, standing on a boat-shaped magic weapon.
With his long hair blowing, he looked at the people in the city and nodded. It seemed that the governance of Wei State was good.
With a "hoo" sound, the flying boat under his feet accelerated, and he arrived at the palace of Wei State.
The flying boat landed on the ground and turned into a faint light that floated into his storage bag. A person who had been waiting here for a long time lay down on the jade brick.
This man wears a crown and a dragon robe. He looks very majestic. He looks like the kind of person who has the power of life and death.
"The little man is waiting for the arrival of the immortal!"
Looking up, the emperor of Wei's face was full of sweat and excitement. He had been kneeling here for a long time, but he was looking forward to the arrival of the immortal.
"Immortal? Haha."
Liu Xingfeng felt a little bitter in his heart. He waved his sleeves, and a breeze lifted the emperor up.
The emperor was so shocked by these magical techniques that he looked at the immortal in awe.
"Where are those people?"
Liu Xingfeng asked, glancing at the emperor with a gentle expression.
Lowering his head, the emperor responded: "They are all in the hall."
Not wanting to waste too much time, he waved his sleeves, and a soft wind enveloped the mortal emperor. His clothes were fluttering, and the two of them were like phantoms.
Within a moment, we arrived at the entrance of a majestic and spectacular hall.
Fengliu disappeared, and the emperor, with a slightly pale complexion, held onto the red wall, panting constantly, with a strong look of envy in his eyes. It would be great if he could also practice immortal magic.
How can a mortal emperor live forever and be happy?
Ignoring this person, Liu Xingfeng walked into the hall with a calm expression.
The hall was majesticly decorated, with a white jade dragon pillar erected on both sides. The crowd standing on both sides of the red carpet in the middle, when they saw Liu Xingfeng coming in, all knelt on the ground and shouted:
"Greetings to the Immortal!"
Facing this kind of shouting, he frowned. He didn't like this kind of address. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it and not care about it with mortals.
Ling Nian swept through the crowd, and Liu Xingfeng sensed that there were three hundred and one people in total. A golden book appeared in his hand. He opened it and looked at it, and found that there were more than a dozen more than the previous one.
With a flick of his finger, a ray of green light swept through the crowd, causing them to stand up.
The young people in the crowd couldn't help but cheer, with great expectations in their hearts. They would soon be introduced to the Immortal Sect and taught the immortal method!
The masters turned their heads, glared at the shouting disciples, and then looked at the Immortal nervously, fearing that they would displease the Immortal.
Liu Xingfeng had long been used to being weird, and the mortals in his family also had the same attitude towards him. He didn't want to waste time, so he said in a gentle voice:
"For a while, those who have not become innates will stay where they are, and those who have become innates will come to the front of the hall, and I will teach you the method of transforming qi."
Hearing this, the masters came to the temple with excitement and apprehension.
A total of forty-six grandmasters came this time, and they trekked from various places in Kyushu.
Some of them were from the imperial court, some from the martial arts academy, some from sects, some from the chamber of commerce, and some who lived in seclusion in the mountains. All the people from all forces under the age of seventy came.
According to the circumstances of each conference, no grandmaster over the age of fifty has ever been admitted.
But they are always pretentious and lucky, hoping that their qualifications can make up for the disadvantage of their age.
Xue Ling looked around in the crowd, her beautiful eyes looking anxiously at the crowd, hoping to find that person.
"Ling'er, stop looking, that person won't come."
Liu Cuilan grabbed her disciple who was walking around and frowned slightly.
As a woman, how could she not know what her beloved disciple was thinking, but judging from the senior's attitude, she was afraid that I was in love with him and that I had no intention of doing so.
A pair of jade arms hung down, and Xue Ling's hands with nowhere to rest tightly grasped the gauze skirt. Anxiety appeared on her pretty face, and she kept muttering in her heart.
"Why doesn't he come? Doesn't he know that today is the day to be accepted by the Immortal? With his qualifications, he will definitely be accepted."
Liu Cuilan gave a few words of comfort:
"It's okay, it's still a long time. You should obey the instructions of the immortal. Otherwise, if you practice wrongly, it will cause great harm to your body."
"When the time comes, do you want to lie on the hospital bed to meet your husband?"
Hearing this, Xue Ling's Ningshuang face gradually turned extremely red.
She lowered her head and curved her pink lips.
Not long after, the masters sat cross-legged on the ground, and Liu Xingfeng, who was standing on the steps with his hands behind his back, began to explain the precautions for opening up dark veins and innate energy into spiritual roots.
After chanting for a long time, the masters listened attentively. Some people with strong understanding ability began to listen and act at the same time.
Two hours passed, and Liu Xingfeng stood there, looking at everyone.
"It hurts!"
A grandmaster's face was pale and his body was struggling. It seemed that he couldn't bear the pain of opening the dark veins.
Liu Xingfeng shook his head. The path to immortality is inherently painful. If you can't even bear this pain, you'd better go back and enjoy your wealth.
After that, more than ten masters appeared who couldn't bear the pain. Some of these people were halfway through the journey, and some were only at the first step.
Ignoring these mediocre people, his eyes fell on the two young men and women.
The two of them are almost nineteen years old, and both have already reached the master level, with good foundations.
Liu Xingfeng secretly praised him, he has a good temper.
It seems that in this conference, only these two people can be selected.
Xue Ling's face turned red, her eyelashes trembled, and she bit her red lips tightly. She endured the heartbreaking pain with strength.
After a stick of incense.
Ye Xiaotian, who was on the right side of the crowd, screamed in pain, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and raised the corners of his mouth. He finally completed the opening of the dark vein.
By then he will be able to become the same person as this immortal!
At the same time, Xue Ling gasped and blinked her crystal eyes a few times. She immediately looked around, but the person still hadn't come.
She couldn't help but feel a little anxious in her heart, but when she saw her master collapsed weakly on the ground, she hurried over to take care of him.
His spiritual thoughts swept through the people of different shapes, and Liu Xingfeng sighed, forty-six innate masters came, but only sixteen successfully opened up the dark veins.
Some of the masters who successfully opened up the dark veins rested where they were, while others began to convert their innate energy.
After three hours, only four of the sixteen masters could transform the innate energy after the light and dark veins were connected.
The rest of them have not even been born with innate Qi, and their Dantian is still full of Zhen Qi.
The four successful people walked to the front amid the envious eyes of the masters.
Xue Ling and Ye Xiaotian were among them. The remaining two were a fat man with a fleshy face and a man with blue eyes.
Looking down at the four people, Liu Xingfeng's eyes showed anticipation. He opened his palms, a flash of blue light appeared, and a gorgeous crystal sphere appeared in his hands.
Passing the crystal ball to Xue Ling, he said calmly:
"Put your hands on the ball."
Hearing this, Xue Ling took a step forward and placed her hand on the crystal ball. Feeling a slight coolness, the ball shimmered the moment she put her hand on it.
She could feel an indescribable wind flow entering her Dantian. After a moment, the wind flow came out and entered the sphere again.
The ball fluttered a few times, flashing green light for a while, and blue light for a while.
This happened several times in a row. Liu Xingfeng's eyes lit up and a feather appeared on his hand. He held the pen and quickly drew a stroke on the gold book.
"The two spiritual roots of water and wood, the one with the best positioning."
