"Okay, let me tell you, my sect is called Chaofan Sect. The founder of the sect is named Meng Chaofan, so I named it Chaofan Sect."
"Is Meng Chaofan still alive now?"
"Didn't you promise to give me the medicine after you answer the question? Why is there another question?" The man in the suit suppressed his anger, but his tone was already very bad.
"Just now I just said that you should answer my question first, and then I will let you take the medicine. What I promised was the order of these two actions, and I did not say that I would let you take the medicine immediately."
The man in the suit was speechless, this boy actually played a word game with him. He was distraught and felt that the situation he had already controlled was slipping away from him again.
"I will answer your question again, and then you must give me the medicine, otherwise I will not speak again." The man in the suit said in a deep voice, seeming to have made up his mind.
"Okay, I promise you, just say it."
The man in the suit then said: "Meng Chaofan lived nearly a thousand years ago, how could he still be alive? Although immortals are said to have long lifespans, they can't live for a thousand years. People will always die."
The reason why Xu Qian cares about Meng Chaofan is because if this person is the inheritor of the first generation of immortal cultivation techniques, then he may be in a similar situation to himself, and may know his origins. If Meng Chaofan just learned it from his master, Whoever came was a different matter, but unfortunately this person turned out to be someone from nearly a thousand years ago.
"Give me the medicine quickly!"
"I'm going to get you a glass of water. This pill is quite big, so don't swallow it."
The man in the suit was about to say that he didn't need water, but Xu Qian had already walked away.
Xu Qian doesn't have many hobbies, eating snacks is one of them. When I moved here, I didn't even have time to pick up the bedding, but I brought this half pack of Malisin as the first item in my luggage. When it was still bright, Xu Qian ate one before leaving.
Taking the water is fake, but dropping the bag is real. Xu Qian put a piece of Malisin into a small porcelain bottle, then took a bottle of mineral water and came to the man in the suit.
"This is medicine, take it."
The man in the suit couldn't even lift his hands, so Xu Qian pushed the small porcelain bottle to his mouth. A fishy smell came from the bottle. The man in the suit was naturally familiar with this smell. He was undoubtedly the one who immediately opened his mouth to hold the small porcelain bottle. Xu Qian raised his hand, and the Mai Lisu fell into the mouth of the man in the suit.
Has the man in the suit ever taken Qi Yuan Dan? Xu Qian didn't know, but he felt that there was a high probability that he had never eaten it. If this elixir was not valuable, the other party would never sew an inner pocket on every piece of clothing just to carry the Qi Yuan Dan on his body. But for him, a low-level person in the sect, it would be great if he could get an elixir and take it. The possibility of passing one is slim. As for why he is a low-level person, nonsense, if he is an important figure in the sect or has some background, how big a mistake must he make to be kicked out of the sect by the wasteful Qihai?
When the Malisin entered his mouth, the man in the suit did not intend to taste it and swallow it directly, but the Malisin melted quickly, and a sweet and delicious taste spread out.
"Open your mouth and drink some water."
The man in the suit opened his mouth subconsciously, and a stream of cool and tasteless mineral water poured into his mouth, instantly diluting the taste of the Malisin. With another sip, the whole Malisin was swallowed.
"This Qi Yuan Dan smells a bit bad, but it tastes pretty good." The man in the suit smacked his mouth twice, feeling a little unfinished.
"I've taken the medicine. Just answer two more questions. I'll clean your eyes and apply some eye drops. You'll be fine in two days."
The man in the suit thought to himself: I will naturally go to the hospital and let the doctor take a look at my eyes. When the medicine takes effect, my hands and feet will be better, and my eyes will be able to see better. Why don't you kid just let me rub it? I will answer two more questions of yours, and I will give you the silk gold.
"go ahead."
"Just now you mentioned that you are now a martial arts cultivator. Since the end point of martial arts cultivation is to enter the Tao through martial arts and finally become an immortal cultivator, then there should be a similar division of strength as the immortal cultivator."
"Well, the initial martial arts cultivators were all those who longed to become immortals but suffered from the lack of any magic techniques or the qualifications to become immortals. It can be said that martial arts training is all about cultivating immortals. Naturally, realms are divided according to the path of cultivating immortals. Basically, martial arts cultivators It is refining the body. According to the degree of physical training, it is divided into seven realms: Warrior, Martial Master, Great Martial Master, Martial Sect, Martial Master, Martial Saint, and Martial God. Each realm is divided into junior high school and high school. The cultivation of immortality is Qi. This You probably already know."
"How many immortal cultivators are there in the world now? Where does your Chaofan Sect rank in the current world of immortal cultivators?"
"How many immortal cultivators are there? Haha, let me tell you this. Although the Chaofan Sect claims to be an immortal cultivator, most of the sects are martial arts cultivators. At most, they are martial cultivators with Qi Hai. It's not because of the immortals. It is too difficult to achieve success in cultivation. Not only do I have doubts about the strength of immortal cultivation, most people in the sect do not believe it. What is described in the law is too far from the real situation of the sect in the past thousand years. The sect Not many people in the sect can break through to the Tengyun Realm. There are a few in the Qin Xin Realm, but it is said that after martial arts cultivators reach the Martial God Realm, they can overwhelm the immortal cultivators in the Qin Xin Realm. If so, what kind of immortals can they be? They can't even beat a mortal. "The man in the suit is still full of resentment for being driven out of the sect by the sea of waste energy. He can no longer cultivate as an immortal. The situation of the immortal cultivator is not as good as that of the martial arts cultivator. This is what he is happy to see.
"Isn't that right? The goal of martial arts cultivators is to become an immortal cultivator and then continue to practice. In other words, martial arts cultivators can be regarded as the preparation stage for cultivating immortals. How is it possible that immortal cultivators can't beat martial arts cultivators?"
This is already the third question, but when it comes to the bleak situation of this immortal cultivator, the man in the suit still has more to say, "Cultivation of immortals is just a legend. It is said that many immortal cultivators doubt the authenticity of those spells. Since records have been recorded, they have never appeared. There have been people who have truly cultivated to become immortals and gods. Later, some people analyzed that the cultivation environment in this world has long been ruined and is very different from the cultivation environment described in the law, so it is difficult to cultivate to a high level. But who believes this nonsense? For thousands of years, if no one has been able to practice to the limit, where did the magic come from? How can we prove that this path of pursuing immortality is feasible? And how can we say that the cultivation environment is not as good as before? , does it have to go back to the time of primitive man? This is just self-deception, everything is self-contradictory. Martial arts cultivation is different. Martial arts cultivation is about oneself, and has nothing to do with the general environment. As long as one works hard and has good aptitude and understanding, If you follow the right path, you will be able to achieve something. If you ask me, cultivating immortality is a scam that has lasted for thousands of years. Maybe you can achieve some small results, so you can just imagine the road ahead. This scam lasts for thousands of years, and it cannot be defeated in real terms. Martial arts training in body training is also completely reasonable."
Xu Qian wanted to say something else, but the man in the suit became confused, "Why doesn't this medicine work? It's strange. The Chaofan Sect is not good at cultivating immortals, but the medicine is still quite effective."
The man in the suit suddenly thought of something and leaned forward, as if trying to stand up, but failed.
"It's you! What you gave me was not a pill!"
Xu Qian sighed, "It's a pity, there are still many things I want to ask you."
"I didn't expect that I, Tang Lei, would be plotted against you. Go to hell! Hahaha..."
"Finally, let me ask you a question. Did you kill my neighbor?"
Tang Lei lowered his head and said slowly: "That old man? Humph, who made him so troublesome? Not only did he see me, but he also asked me who I was and why I came out of your room. He is looking for death. And you, too Seek death yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Lei raised his head suddenly, and a sound broke through the air. Before that, a steel needle had passed through Xu Qian's position.
One shot missed, and Tang Lei, who relied on his hearing to determine Xu Qian's position, fired another shot at the position where Xu Qian was hiding.
Xu Qian appeared in front of Tang Lei, clasping the opponent's Tianling Cap with one hand and sucking out his soul!
"If you are not murderous, I don't know what to do with you. Since you kill even ordinary people, I won't have any psychological burden on you." Although Xu Qian is indifferent to the world, He doesn't kill easily. In other words, he must have a reason to convince himself when he makes a heavy move.
Xu Qian slowly pulled up his palm, and a black mist rose up from Tang Lei's Tianling Cap as if it was on his palm. Tang Lei's head tilted, and he didn't know whether he was dead or not.
