It was freezing cold in Lijing in the early morning, and the streets were bustling with people trying to make a living.
The class of people on the street can be clearly seen at a glance.
You can tell whether you are rich or poor, high or low, just by looking at the cotton clothes you wear.
Those with or without cultivation can tell the difference by looking at the thickness of their clothes.
Yang Zhao is still wearing single clothes, not afraid of the cold winter.
The little bean people in the car looked at everything with curiosity, and they would whisper excitedly when they saw someone with horns on their head and a tail hanging behind them.
Although we have seen many of these scenery on videos, the shock brought by seeing them with our own eyes cannot be compared with the mobile phone screen.
"Is it just carbon-based life or silicon-based life?"
"Carbon-based life, this pressure is not enough."
Li Baining looked at the people talking around him, trying to identify his netizens.
"Are there any of the first group of people who cultivate immortality in Yunyang Temple? I am trying to change the sky."
Everyone in the carriage turned their attention to him.
In the silence, two Xiaodou people spoke one after another.
"I am the leader of the group and I want to become my disciple."
"Um... I am Xian Wang Ling, hello."
"This is the first time our group has had sex offline!"
Li Baining stared at the two people with excitement, as if he wanted to remember their faces.
The two people coughed and agreed several times, somewhat avoiding the strange sights around them.
No matter how normal your online name appears on your chat software, it will be very embarrassing if you say it out loud in reality.
But Li Baining didn't feel this way. He had just entered his freshman year and was proud of his online name.
Seeing that the two people were a little embarrassed, someone from Xiaodou interrupted: "Ah, do you three still know each other?"
Li Baining nodded happily: "Yes, we are in the same chat group."
Another Xiaodou man glanced at Yang Zhao without any trace, and asked Li Baining gossipingly.
"A chat group? Do you have any inside information? Three people came all of a sudden?"
There were ten Xiaodou people in total this time, and they accounted for nearly one-third of the group.
Xian Wangling took over the words: "He said he won a lottery and showed off to us in the group. We both happened to be free, so we planned to come out and play together. We spent money to buy a place. Who knew we would encounter such a good thing?"
The leader of the group, I want to become a disciple, sat directly next to Li Baining and held his tongue.
Although Li Baining was young and not very thoughtful, he was not really a fool, so he obeyed and kept his mouth shut.
"Then you have really good taste. At first, someone offered me 1,000 yuan to buy it. Fortunately, I didn't agree."
The little bean man who first rescued them spoke to help them again.
"The person who came to me paid 500 yuan, and you paid twice as much as me."
Everyone laughed and showed off their luck, and then turned the topic to the people walking on the street.
But everyone kept the title "The First Group of Immortal Cultivators at Yunyang Temple" in mind, thinking that they would get close to Li Baining in private later, and try to find a way to join them.
In their opinion, the group of Li Baining and the three of them definitely had some inside information, and anyone who believed in the lucky talk was a fool.
In such a big matter as cultivating immortality, a slight advantage may determine one's life's achievements.
The speed of the beast cart is not too fast, and no one knows where it will end up.
Li Baining asked Yang Zhao curiously.
"Master Yang Xian, do we have any plans today?"
"Let's go visit a magic training ground." Yang Zhao looked around and said, "I wonder if you are curious about magic and the like."
Li Baining spoke quickly: "Of course I'm curious, how could I not be curious?"
The eyes of other Xiaodou people also lit up.
Amid everyone's expectations, the beast cart stopped in front of a compound with a plaque hanging on it.
This courtyard occupies half a street, and the high walls and deep courtyard are unusually quiet.
Yang Zhao paid the money and led the Xiaodou people out of the car and into the yard.
There was a small house on one side of the gate, and several people were sitting inside warming themselves by the fire. When they saw Yang Zhao and others coming in, a young man quickly left the baking pot and came out to receive them.
He turned a blind eye to the little bean people behind Yang Zhao and came directly to her.
"Good morning, guest, have you made a reservation in advance?"
Yang Zhao took out a note from his arms and handed it over.
This spell training academy needs to be booked in advance, so she set the time for today.
The young man took it and looked at it, then returned it and said with a smile on his face.
"Guest, please come with me."
He invited Yang Zhao to a courtyard, then opened the door, and a burst of noise rushed out.
"Guest, there is a guy from my family here. You just need to get an amulet from him. I'll excuse you."
"sorry to bother you."
Yang Zhao nodded and led Xiaodouren into the yard.
The young man closed the door behind him and locked the sound in the yard.
This is a small square, and a layer of light blue light covers the entire small square.
There are no houses inside, and there is a circle of various targets scattered around, including stone, wood, and metal targets.
Now many people have started practicing on the target.
There were three arenas set up in the middle of the square, and cultivators were already competing on them.
The explosion of various spells, the clash of weapons and the cheers of people are endless.
The Xiaodou people couldn't even walk away after watching this scene. They just looked left and right with their eyes, too busy.
There was also a small house by the door of this courtyard, and Yang Zhao asked Xiaodouren to go in with her.
The temperature in this room was a bit lower than outside, but there was no brazier. There was an elderly woman sitting inside, wearing a thin dark dress and reading a book. As soon as Yang Zhao entered the door, she The book was put down.
"The guest is here to receive the amulet, please show me the voucher."
"Here it is." Yang Zhao took out the note again and handed it over.
The woman took the note, looked at the little bean man next to Yang Zhao, took out an amulet from the box next to her and handed it over with the note.
"There are eleven amulets in total. You must return the amulets to me when you leave. According to the rules of this academy, only monks with similar cultivation levels can compete with each other. If someone is in danger of life, this amulet will send you to me. , I can help you with a simple treatment."
"We will abide by the rules here."
Yang Zhao took the things and gave one to each of the Xiaodou people. He asked them to put the charms into their wallets and introduced them to them in Chinese.
"This is an amulet to keep you safe."
After she finished speaking, she took the little bean man out of the house.
"You are free to watch, but please pay attention to your own safety."
Li Baining pinched the purse hanging on the mountain and felt that there were already two small magic weapons from other worlds in the purse, which were meant to protect their safety.
"Master Yang, are we weak?"
