"sit."
"The boy doesn't dare..."
When facing this great cultivator, the two minor cultivators at the first level of Qi Refining finally understood what it meant to truly be unable to breathe.
The air seemed to have become a thousand times heavier, like mercury slurry, and he looked like he was trying his best to even take a breath.
Jin Guang looked around and saw the table full of spiritual food, and really wanted to sit down and have a good meal.
Recalling what he learned in the crash course on cultivating immortals, he recognized that the ingredients of several dishes on the table were highly tonic. There were also some that were not even recorded in the basic textbooks, but they must also be good.
If he eats them all and slowly refines them, the spiritual energy contained in them may be enough to support him to advance to the fourth level of Qi refining and become a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining.
When they met Bai Mo's eyes again, they seemed to have read the self-centeredness in each other's eyes. They would not accept any objections, even polite objections, and did not dare to continue speaking out of their mouths, so they had to sit like a wooden man. Down.
"eat."
"Thank you for the hospitality, senior!" This time the two of them learned the lesson. Besides, the spiritual food in front of them was indeed good stuff, so it would be too hypocritical to hold back on being polite.
With just such a table, they probably wouldn't be able to escape without a thousand spirit stones. With their current salary of two spirit stones per month, they would have to save money for a lifetime just to have enough money for such a meal...
Compared with elixirs that can equally improve cultivation, the residual toxicity of spiritual food is much less. Unfortunately, the price is also much more expensive, not only because the raw materials of spiritual food are rare, but also those who have the ability to cook must have it. A monk with a certain level of cultivation.
A thousand spirit stones, even for a prince or aristocrat, would definitely be a huge loss if he wanted to take them out.
…
"Senior, don't you want to eat it?" Master Jin Guang picked up a Yinling lamb leg and asked while chewing it until his mouth was full of oil.
"I forgot how many years I haven't eaten."
"..."
Bai Mo's words instantly made Jin Guang not know how to answer.
"I wonder if there is something wrong with Senior letting this kid come here?" Although Master Shui Jing was also eating like crazy, he was not completely blinded by his appetite.
There is nothing good in the world without a reason. He knew this truth many years ago.
The value of this spiritual meal, to be honest, is completely enough to buy their lives.
"The reason why I asked you to come here? There is no reason, just to take a look."
"..."
"Could it be that Jin Guang and I are the long-lost biological sons of our predecessors?" Master Shui Jing heard Bai Mo's statement and couldn't help but start thinking about letting go of himself.
Look at this word, it seems to be used in this way, right?
"What do you think of Yin Yang and Five Elements Jue?"
"Senior also knows this magical skill?"
"It's a good thing. Both of us relied on it to change our destiny. If it weren't for the Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue, Shui Jing and I might have ended up as coolies until our death. If we could meet the real author one day, we would have to give him one no matter what. A great gift of three kneels and nine kowtows!”
"..."
"But what if everyone in the world becomes monks obsessed with cultivation, no one farms, no one weaves... what then?" Master Shui Jing said suddenly.
After graduating from the Yin Yang training class and becoming a member of the Immortal Cultivators, Master Jin Guang and Master Shui Jing have never seen anyone return to their old professions.
Some of them are farmers, some are coolies, some are craftsmen, and some are slaves who escaped from the world. After graduating from the immortal training class, everyone is full of ambitions for the future and is ready to enter the world.
But I didn’t think about going back to farming and moving bricks.
Yong'an Town is just a small town. Even if no one goes to grow grain and weave cloth, the caravans passing by from time to time can still meet the needs of the townspeople. But if all the farmers and weavers in the world, all the farmers and weavers in Daqian, enter the training class to learn to become immortals Woolen cloth?
The temptation to master the immortal method is too great, and the tuition is so cheap, almost free of charge. It is hard for Shui Jing to imagine that except for the old people who are too old and cannot afford the method of blood sacrifice, who else would not want to learn it?
If no one grows food and weaves cloth, where will food and clothing come from?
Hearing Shui Jing ask such words, Bai Mo looked at him seriously.
It's interesting that this young man Shui Jing can ask such a question without receiving much education.
"And if everyone practices immortality, are there really so many spiritual stones in the world of immortality? I heard from my sister in the training class that the forces in the world of immortality are fighting to the death for various resources every day." Jin Guang interjected.
"Does that mean that most people in the world should be banned from cultivating immortals?" Bai Mo asked rhetorically.
"this……"
"Cultivating immortality is a good thing for individuals. How come it seems like a bad thing if everyone can cultivate immortality?" Jin Guang's little mind couldn't wrap his mind around it.
"There must be something wrong." Master Shui Jing also thought of this.
"You guys think about it slowly, and just go back by yourself." Bai Mo didn't answer the two people's questions. Instead, he stood up and turned into dots of starlight and disappeared into the air.
The blank space he left made the two of Jin Guang full of doubts.
This problem is neither big nor small.
On a larger scale, this is related to the future of all monks. On a smaller scale, this matter will not affect my own path.
So they finally decided to eat until they were full first.
I haven’t even reached the point where I’m full and can hold on, so why do I want to do this?
…
"Yu Lan, what do you think about this problem?" Bai Mo suddenly appeared in the proprietor's lounge a few rooms away and continued talking to the man and woman who had just left.
"Junior... I don't know."
"Junior... I don't know either."
"Boring."
Both of them were actually spies sent to this Chen Realm by the Holy Terra Empire, or to be more precise, they were death squads who were exiled to the Cursed Land.
Yu Lan and Yu Lan are a couple, and they are also some famous male and female thieves on a certain Daqian leader ship in the empire.
It's a pity that because he stole from a big shot who shouldn't be offended, he was thrown into the cursed place of Daochen Realm, where he served as an exploration team to atone for his sins.
They were told that the only way to leave was to find the legendary "historical text".
As for what the historical text was and how they left it after finding it, no one told the couple.
Yu Lan came to the legendary cursed land with a confused look on his face. He didn't know where to start looking. So he simply found the nearest big city and opened a high-end teahouse, hoping to find some information with the help of the teahouse. .
This is also the couple's old profession. Before they were caught, they were wearing the vests of teahouse owners in the empire, running teahouses during the day and working as thieves at night.
When Bai Mo came to Linzhou City and used his spiritual thoughts to scan the whole city as a habit, he happened to find two people on the top floor of Zuiyue Tower, talking in a language completely different from the local language.
And this kind of language is very familiar to Bai Mo...
