Not everyone on Lingwu Continent is an immortal cultivator, and not everyone has the opportunity to become an immortal cultivator.
All things are born from spirits, and humans are also a member of all things. Some people absorb the floating spirits of all things in the world through their perception of heaven and earth.
Over time, a space that can store spirits is formed in the Dantian: the Sea of Spirits. By continuously absorbing, storing and citing the spirits in all things, everything about oneself, whether it is physical strength, strength, or spiritual power, will continue to improve. This kind of person will continue to improve. We call them - practitioners
Among those who are cultivators of immortality, they are gifted with an extraordinary ability to perceive the heaven and earth. People who have a "spiritual sea" before they are born in their mother's womb are called geniuses.
To ordinary people, immortal cultivators are like aloof gods, and they dare not neglect them at all.
For ordinary people, having an immortal cultivator at the fourth to seventh level of Qi Condensation is a blessing, luck, and a great honor to them. It is nothing new to remember his name for future generations. Having an immortal cultivator is very important to ordinary people's families. It is enough for them to be happy for a lifetime.
But everything in the world is fair and balanced. Although ordinary people without talents cannot practice, they can still become stronger, that is, through blood.
Bloodline is divided into inherited bloodline, innate bloodline and external injection bloodline. Bloodline is like the window left by God after closing the door for people. Although bloodline does not distinguish between cultivation level, the difficulty of cultivating strength is no worse than that of those who can cultivate immortality.
In a word: Cultivation and strength depend on being down-to-earth. There is no shortcut to reaching the sky in one step.
Noon has arrived
Yi Zifeng's stomach began to bulge at this time, so he got up and stretched. "It's already noon, it's time to solve the problem of food and clothing." Yi Zifeng slowly walked towards the canteen.
In the cafeteria of the college, students are all rushing to grab food. The school has a total of three dining areas, one for virgins, one for boys, and one for geniuses.
Yi Zifeng could only receive the meal at the last moment. When he came, the meal he received was not only very cold but also very small.
"Isn't it good today? It's so rich." There was only a thumb's worth of rice on Yi Zifeng's plate, a few small vegetable leaves and green peppers. Ordinary people are rich and rich, but Yi Zifeng is very poor in comparison.
Shen Xiu and his group saw Yi Zifeng who was looking for a seat, "I almost made a fool of myself during the assessment."
"Do you know how to do it?" Shen Xiu said to the younger brothers.
"Don't worry, Boss Shen"
"Ah! What are you doing? You don't have eyesight when you walk!" A boy deliberately knocked over Yi Zifeng, pretending that Yi Zifeng hit him on purpose.
"The clothes I bought are all stained. I'm so unlucky to meet you." The younger brother's words attracted the surrounding students.
And Yi Zifeng is now cleaning up the debris that was knocked over underground.
After cleaning up, Yi Zifeng quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm so sorry..."
"You soiled my clothes, what should I do? Pay compensation, or..."
Yi Zifeng actually didn't want to come here to study, but he came only because of the order of the family leader. He had no money to begin with and had a lot of debt, so he just had to pay Yi Zifeng.
"Seeing as you don't have money, there's no need to compensate. Just let me or you slap yourself three times."
If I were asked to choose, no matter how poor I was, I would still choose compensation over a slap in the face, but...
"Okay, I'll slap myself." When Yi Zifeng said this, everyone looked like they were watching a show and gathered around to look forward to Yi An's slap.
Yi Zifeng started to slap himself, which was very loud like thunder. It can be said that Yi Zifeng lived like this in front of them.
There is no way to call yourself a waste and without strength.
When Yi Zifeng slapped himself, the surrounding students laughed, but Yi Zifeng had no expression on his face, as if he had experienced it many times and was used to it.
When Yi Zifeng came to the window to return the tableware, a woman poured her food directly on Yi Zifeng and covered her mouth while laughing. Yi Zifeng finished returning the tableware and left expressionlessly.
Yi Zifeng left the cafeteria, came to the familiar tree, and took out a small steamed bun from his body. Just by looking at the appearance of the steamed bun, he knew it was rancid.
"Although the food in the cafeteria is not edible, I still have dry food, and there are also extra vegetables." Yi Zifeng took some vegetables from his body and mixed them with steamed buns to eat.
Yi Zifeng's eyes shed some tears again when he was eating the steamed buns, but he held back the tears himself.
afternoon
After school, Yi Zifeng came to the commercial street. Yi Zifeng was going to go back to work soon, but every time he used the excuse of walking slowly to come here to hang out.
When the boss saw that the students were out of school, they all started selling
Although Yi Zifeng came to the commercial street just to look at it, the products that Yi Zifeng looked at ranged from tens to thousands, and the tour guides were not as good as him.
"Come on, ladies and gentlemen, come and take a look. Our store will launch a major product. Don't miss this opportunity!" When people around heard that there were good things, they all came to take a look.
The boss took out a small box and said, "Please look." Inside the box is a pair of hand guards.
"What's so special about this gauntlet, boss?"
"Don't underestimate this gauntlet. This gauntlet has runes engraved with the blood of the Snow Banshee, which can greatly improve the practicality of the gauntlet. You must know that an adult Snow Banshee can be as powerful as two people at the same level. The strength of cultivation may be more than that..."
“So the price is now 3 silver coins, so it’s better to take action than to be tempted!”
"It is indeed very difficult to hunt a Snow Banshee, but 3 silver coins are too expensive."
The same weights and measures in this world are 1000 copper plates = 1 silver coin, 100 silver coins = 1 gold coin
At this time, Shen Xiu and Xia Lingxue appeared here at the same time. Shen Xiu also noticed Xia Lingxue and said: "I want this gauntlet, boss."
The boss quickly packed the glove and said, "Okay, this young master."
"Here" Shen Xiu took out three silver coins from the space ring, but Shen Xiu didn't even look at it, so he put it directly into the space ring after taking it.
When people around saw Shen Xiu put it in without even looking at it, they all said jealously when Xia Lingxue appeared here.
"I'm just going to use the silver bullet technique."
"What can I do? If you have money, you can be willful."
…
Yi Zifeng had already left when he saw Xia Lingxue. Yi Zifeng came to the Xia family's territory and walked for a while.
When he came to a dilapidated wooden house, it felt like a sneeze could collapse the wooden house. Yes, this was his home.
Yi Zifeng gently opened the door. Yi Zifeng looked at the leaking roof, holes in the floor and walls, the furniture was in tatters, and there were spoiled food on the table.
"Pu Yi!" shouted a fat woman with big ears outside the wooden house.
After Yi Zifeng heard the noise outside, he held a bucket and a long-neck shovel in the house.
"Here we come!" Yi Zifeng walked out with tools.
"Tell me, do you have strong wings because you studied in the Warrior Academy? You are just a make-up at best..." the fat woman chirped as she walked.
Yi Zifeng didn't care about her at all and walked straight forward. This woman was the manager of the Xia family. Because she was fat, everyone used to call her Fatty.
When Yi Zifeng walked into the Xia family's door, the eyes of the two guards were full of disgust. The people coming from behind kicked Yi Zifeng away.
"What is a servant doing standing in the middle of the road?" A young man holding a folding fan said disdainfully.
This person is Xia Zhenhua, a branch of the Xia family, and he is also very talented. The Xia family has many branches and their strength is spread throughout the city. It is precisely because of this that the head of the Xia family can securely sit on the throne of the city lord.
Yi Zifeng got up and walked to where he was supposed to work without even looking at him. Xia Zhenhua couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw his attitude, but his anger began to fade when he thought that he was just a useless servant.
"Forget it, I don't want to argue with a loser, I'd better go and play with my sister Xue'er."
Yi Zifeng came to the toilet. Yes, Yi Zifeng's main job is to remove feces and there are additional tasks: cleaning, feeding poultry...
The toilet was full of smoke, flies were flying all over the sky, and the fragrance was lingering all over the place... When other people saw such a dirty toilet, they wanted to hide as far away as possible, and there were several in the Xia family.
Yi Zifeng walked in expressionlessly. After some careful treatment, he found that the inside was "poor". Yi Zifeng carried the bucket and walked to the next place.
It was already past midnight, and Yi Zifeng returned to the wooden house with the tools. In a few hours, Yi Zifeng would have to do other things. He had been used to this for more than ten years.
Yi Zifeng took the rotten food on the table and ate a bowl of their leftovers.
Yi Zifeng smiled happily while eating, "It tastes so good!"
After Yi Zifeng finished eating, "Let's try it today too."
Yi Zifeng sat on the ground and began to brew his Dantian, but a few minutes later, Yi Zifeng saw himself on a battlefield full of corpses. Blood and mourning surrounded Yi Zifeng's ears. Yi Zifeng saw that this place was inexplicably very strange. anger.
After that, Yi Zifeng felt that his skin was hot, but his body was very cold. He also felt that his body was being cut, which was very painful.
Suddenly, Yi Zifeng spit out a mouthful of blood. "It seems that it still doesn't work." Yi Zifeng clenched his fists.
Yi Zifeng sighed, stood up slowly, and tidied up the wooden house in an orderly manner. After finishing tidying up, he lay down on the ground and fell asleep.
Outside Xueyue City, a man wearing a white mask sniffed the air and showed an excited smile.
"Hahaha, I finally found you..."
