Upon being questioned, Yu Xian smiled slightly and said calmly:
"I expected that the transaction records only stated that Junior Sister Jing's cultivation level had reached the point of becoming a god after observing the sword. What was not mentioned was the process of breakthrough, not even the catastrophe, right?"
The monk's expression froze, and he glanced at the disciple behind him. After receiving a positive reply from the other party, he responded: "That's true."
Yu Xian: "That's right. How can we say that we have achieved divine transformation before we have passed through the heavenly tribulation?"
"this……"
The monk was speechless. After thinking about it again and again, he said quietly: "Could it be that the disciple on duty made a mistake?"
"It's a mistake, but I can't blame that disciple. Your sect's disciples are all talented people, so of course they won't make such a simple mistake."
Yu Xian casually praised the people across from him, "Actually, I only found out after listening to Junior Sister Jing. At that time, she was observing the Wusheng Sword, and by chance, her cultivation level greatly increased, and she achieved the false appearance of becoming a god. In short, it is The skill is overflowing and exceeds the limit of Nascent Soul, but it has not truly crossed the threshold and entered the realm of God Transformation. This situation is extremely difficult for people below the level of God Transformation to distinguish, and even Junior Sister Jing herself only figured it out later."
"Is there such a thing?"
The monk was doubtful, "But I have never heard that there is such an opportunity to observe the Wusheng Sword. When did the Wusheng Sword have the effect of improving one's cultivation level?"
"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. The Wusheng Sword is the ancestor of all weapons. It is so magical that it is unparalleled. How can we know all the mysteries? Besides the word chance, what we pay attention to is the coincidence of timing and the mystery of cause and effect. There are things that have never been seen before, and they are wonderful. It’s indescribable, it’s called opportunity!”
Yu Xian talked eloquently, without blushing or out of breath.
"My junior sister is top-notch in talent, strength, and luck. It's just that she's usually low-key, so she's not famous. In my opinion, it's extremely normal for her to get this opportunity."
After her call, the monk had already believed most of it, and then he heard her say: "Do you think fellow Taoist can't believe me? I won't get half the benefit of the spirit stone by lying to you. But this matter is considered a bizarre matter after all. You should have doubts. Well, fellow Taoist, why don't you send a message back to the sect and ask the leader of your sect, Mo, whether Wusheng Sword can have such an effect."
Having said this, of course the monk would not bother his head for this matter. Even if he still had doubts in his heart, he would not say anything in front of Yu Xian.
The other party accepted this explanation, and Yu Xian gave it up. He changed the topic and named several outstanding juniors of Wufeng Sword Sect present. He praised and praised them in various ways, and the scene quickly became harmonious.
Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, she exchanged Taoism with the monks. The other party was immersed in the grand discussion, and other thoughts were thrown to the horizon within a short time.
At the same time, here is the Kunhuang Sect ruins.
Huo Xiumao now deeply understands the meaning of Yu Xian's words "sharing attention".
A group of Niya Palace disciples surrounded him in the center, full of enthusiasm and smiles. This was a gift that he had entrusted him to deliver to Daojun Yunmeng. The other invited him to visit a certain place with Daojun. Some asked him straight to the point about the recent market situation of a certain resource output of Taichu Guan, and some also inquired about a certain investment strategy of Taichu Guan. There are also those who want to discuss business with him and establish a connection with Daojun Yunmeng through him.
The noisy words drowned people like a tide, and Huo Xiumao felt like a lamb falling into a pack of wolves. His status as "Daojun's disciple" is obviously more attractive to this group of businessmen than someone who has overcome a tribulation.
However, there are always exceptions to everything.
Qian Xiaocai sat on a pile of ruins nearby with his abacus in his arms, his head slightly raised, looking in the direction of the calamity, with a faint smile on his lips.
Behind her, a middle-aged monk who had returned to the realm of cultivation stood quietly.
Although the monk has a higher level of cultivation, the difference in status between the two of them is clear at a glance as they sit and stand in front of and behind them.
"Where have these two guys Di Hua and Gong Changliang gone?"
Qian Xiaocai said.
The monk glanced at it with his consciousness, frowned slightly, and said, "Not here."
Qian Xiaocai smiled softly and said, "You're disobedient, and you're going to be unlucky."
"Shall I bring them back?" the monk asked, "After all, you promised Yu Xian in advance."
Qian Xiaocai: "No, let them go. Yu Xian must have made other preparations, just in time to let them suffer a little this time and gain a good memory."
The monk nodded in agreement, remained silent for a while, leaned forward slightly, and asked: "That side... don't worry about it?"
The word "over there" was emphasized, and at the same time, a vague glance was cast towards the place where the noise was.
Qian Xiaocai's eyes moved, and the smile on his lips deepened.
"Don't worry, Taojun Gaozu won't be able to cope with this situation."
After experiencing the initial confusion, Huo Xiumao quickly calmed down, immediately changed the topic, and proactively asked everyone in Niya Palace for information that he was interested in.
For example, cultivation techniques, rumors about evil practices, and ordinary people's livelihood.
The group of people from Niya Palace are like Taichu Guan. Almost all of them are experts in formations. They can also answer some information about evil cultivators and ordinary people, but in the face of the profound and obscure cultivation and enlightenment techniques he mentioned, The Dharma experience can only be obtained by listening to the heavenly book.
Therefore, it didn't take long for the situation to be reversed. Huo Xiumao turned his back on guests and asked the group of people endless questions, as if he was sincerely asking for advice and eager for knowledge.
Qian Xiaocai looked at his group of junior brothers and sisters with embarrassed faces, and then at Huo Xiumao, who was smiling behind his eyes. He flicked his abacus and smiled without saying a word.
The two people she had just asked about were currently hiding behind a tall sand dune, using the magic weapons in their hands to hide themselves, and looking at the thunderstorm tearing apart everything on the horizon from a distance.
Even though they were so far apart, the aura of destruction still sent chills throughout the body.
"It's no different from the Heavenly Tribulation we've seen before. It's so mysterious that Senior Sister Qian won't let us see it."
One of them muttered.
The other person narrowed his eyes, seeming to be thinking to himself and unable to respond.
The man from before continued to whisper: "It seems that the Heavenly Tribulation does not distinguish between sects and techniques, and the people of Taichu Temple are no different from us in the face of the Heavenly Tribulation. Oh, forget it, go back, we can't tell the difference. It’s still too early for the two of us to survive the catastrophe.”
As he said this, he went to grab his companion, but he heard the other party say: "Wait a minute!"
"What's wrong?"
"I don't think it's quite right. This calamity seems a bit weird, and the person who overcame the calamity..."
The woman pondered, her eyes lit up with strange light, as if she was running some kind of secret magic like children's magic, and then she took out a colored sheet like glass, placed it in front of her right eye, and observed the heavenly calamity through the sheet.
Seeing her acting like this, the man held back his questions and waited patiently.
However, the next moment, there was a shadow covering the top of his head.
The man looked up and saw a fierce face.
"roll!"
The black flames swept across the air, instantly lifting the two Nascent Souls away.
