40,000 Years of Cultivation

Guan Xiong laughed, his beard curled up: "A group of small snakes, insects, rats and ants want to **** up Lao Tzu. Go back and practice for another hundred and eighty years! Lao Tzu has just fallen from the high-level to the middle-level during the foundation period That's it, go back to practice for three or five years, and it's a living dragon again!"

When Li Yao heard the words, his heart sank.

The path to comprehension is difficult and dangerous, and every promotion is extremely difficult. Effort, resources, luck, opportunity... are indispensable.

After many people have cultivated to a certain level, they will be stagnated here for their entire lives, unable to move forward for half a step.

Although Guan Xiong was downplaying it, Li Yao knew that falling from a high-level to an intermediate-level during the foundation-building period is not so easy to practice and go back.

Let alone three or five years, luck is a little bit worse, ten to twenty years, or even a lifetime of practicing.

Suffering such a severe blow, Guan Xiong remained unchanged, chatting and laughing, and he deserved to be a wild man!

Thinking of this, Li Yao nodded and laughed: "Yes, the heroic scene of Brother Xiong crashing into the beast tide is still reverberating in my mind at this moment. Brother Xiong is so fierce, let alone just dropped one level, even if he has fallen into practice. At the first level, you can still practice and go back!"

"Good boy, you are right, I like you!"

Guan Xiong took out a bottle of spirits from nowhere, and smashed the bottle with his teeth. "Gudong Gudong" was half the bottle down.

The liquor flowed down the beard into the medical medicament, making a "chicking chick" sound, and there were bubbling bubbles, but he didn't care and gulped.

Li Yao climbed out of the medical cabin, stood on the ground and moved his hands and feet, feeling his new body after becoming a cultivator.

He doesn't feel right, why is his body aching and his right eye is swollen?

A small mirror was placed on the bedside table next to it. When I took a look, I found my nose and face were swollen and my head was swollen like a pig's head.

And there was a bandage wrapped around her body, faintly infiltrating bleeding stains.

"Could it be a side effect of Linggen's awakening?"

Li Yao was puzzled. He hadn't heard that Linggen awakened and turned into a pig head.

Guan Xiong hiccuped, "Don't you remember? You were beaten by a kid named Jiang Tao."

"what?"

Li Yao gritted his teeth and said, "It's really deceiving people too much. Could it be that some of the Jiang family's children can beat people casually in the public?"

Guan Xiong was speechless, blinking his eyes, looking at Li Yao with a very strange look.

Li Yao was stunned by him, touched his head, felt that he had missed an important thing, and said anxiously: "Brother Xiong, am I wrong?"

Guan Xiong smiled "hehe", turned on the miniature crystal brain, and called up a three-dimensional photo.

A **** monster appeared in the photo, like a monkey peeled off its skin. It was half dead, feces and urine flowed, and only one breath was left.

Li Yao was taken aback: "What kind of monster is this monster, it looks so ugly, and it makes people disgusting for a long time, Brother Xiong, what do you mean?"

Guan Xiong said, "This is not a monster, this is Jiang Tao."

Li Yao was stunned: "Jiang Tao? How could he..."

"What do you mean? You weren't beaten yet!"

"I?"

Li Yao was speechless for a long time, and he was stunned for a while before remembering it vaguely. It seemed that he had done it first. The Young Master Jiang was just a legitimate defense, and he could not fight back after only two rounds of defense, like Let him ravage him like a three-year-old kid.

Guan Xiong was amazed:

"Your kid is really cruel, but the first-level cultivator in the Qi-refining stage who has just been promoted can beat up the third-level cultivator in the Qi-refining stage and have feces and urine. He is not human, and he is still lying in the intensive care unit! Look! Your appearance is so gentle and gentle, I didn't expect to be so violent if you started mad!"

Li Yao twitched at the corner of his mouth and gently squeezed his fist.

He finally remembered that with the first punch he slammed into Jiang Tao's face, smashing his nose completely into his face.

The refreshment of blood splashing and bone bursting is really amazing.

Guan Xiong smiled and said:

"Boy, you are so impulsive, you beat a Jiang family like this, and it's too late to regret."

"regret?"

Bit by bit, Li Yao slowly recalled the whole incident, as well as those words that Jiang Tao had said.

His expression gradually changed from confusion and hesitation to an unrelenting determination.

"Brother Xiong, you were wrong. It was not my impulse to beat Jiang Tao to piss, and I didn't regret it either."

"Oh?" Guan Xiong raised his eyebrows, like a two-handed saber coming out of its sheath.

Li Yao clenched his fist, straightened it flat in front of him, feeling the psychic energy running through the meridians, strengthening the muscles, and the pleasure of burning on his fist, every word:

"Whether it is Ding Yin's seven cultivators or Brother Xiong, in order to save the lives of a car of people, you know that you will die, or go on and fight to the end, you are all heroes, and even Li Yao's savior!"

"Now someone is in front of me, calling my savior an'idiot', how can I swallow my head and be a tortoise?"

"If you don't hit his nose in your head, if you don't beat him up, I'm not even a man, I'm still a cultivator!"

"Jiang Tao wants to retaliate, even if he comes, I grew up in the tomb of the magic weapon, and there are not one or two people who will kill me. I was surrounded by a dozen strong men with machetes when I was seven, but now , I'm still alive and kicking!"

There was a fierce look in Li Yao's eyes, and he smiled:

"Originally, I wanted to use the nickname'Demon Star' to walk in the Great Wilderness, but Jiang Tao really wanted my life, and I don't mind letting the horrible name of'Vulture' ring through the entire Great Wilderness!"

Guan Xiong moved his face and slapped the medical cabin hard, leaving a handprint of three-pointers on the metal shell, and shouted, "Good boy, you are a man, you friend, it's a deal!"

After a pause, he smiled again, "But don’t worry, this time you are lucky, there was a monitoring probe on the ceiling behind you. Although the sound collector is broken, it can still be monitored. In the picture, according to Jiang Tao's mouth shape in the picture, the experts recognized everything he said, that is to say, all his words were recorded. This kid touched the bottom line of the cultivator. He was dead, and the Jiang family could not keep him. "

"The bottom line of the cultivator?" Li Yao was taken aback.

Guan Xiong nodded and explained:

"Yes, although in the circle of cultivators, there are rules such as'protecting ordinary people is the vocation of the cultivator' and'the blood of the strong must be shed for the weak', but after all, not every cultivator is willing to hesitate. To die generously."

"If a cultivator flees when a disaster is approaching, although it is ugly to spread it out, other than morally condemning him, others will not say much. After all, life is precious, and no one is born to sacrifice for others."

"However, Jiang Tao not only escaped by himself, he also insulted the sacrificed cultivator afterwards and even threatened you. This behavior violated the cultivator's bottom line!"

Guan Xiong took a deep breath and sighed:

"The vast universe, the endless sea of ​​stars, in addition to our human race, there are many powerful races-monster race, demon way, extraterritorial celestial demon, not to mention all kinds of weird starry alien races."

"The reason why our human race can conquer these evil demons and stand on the strongest pinnacle of the universe is because of the unity of cultivators and ordinary people, living together and dying together, and fighting side by side!"

"Although cultivators are powerful and have a long lifespan, they are too few in number, and there are various restrictions on the use of psionic energy."

"Although ordinary people are weak in combat power, they are numerous and powerful in reproductive power. They can support a large-scale interstellar civilization across the star field."

"Not to mention, the vast majority of cultivators are born among ordinary people, and a large part of the descendants of cultivators are ordinary people."

"A cultivator is a fish, and ordinary people are water; a cultivator is a tree, and ordinary people are a solid earth. In a word, a huge number of ordinary people is the foundation that supports the realm of cultivation. Without ordinary people, the realm of cultivation will completely collapse. !"

"Just say that the spar warship suspended above us, although it was designed and refined by the cultivator, but in the manufacturing process, it also needs thousands of ordinary workers to assist, not to mention the supporting series of large industrial systems. , Are all established by ordinary people!"

"Without the efforts of hundreds of millions of ordinary people, and without a strong interstellar civilization as the basis, we cultivators can refine simple flying swords at most. How can we refine so many large-scale super magic weapons, how can we create such a brilliant? Brilliant cultivation civilization?"

"If these things Jiang Tao said were circulated and heard by tens of billions of ordinary people in the Federation, speaking lightly would arouse ordinary people’s dissatisfaction and increase their hostility towards the cultivator; speaking more seriously, it would lead to cultivators and The division of ordinary people means that the foundation for the existence of the Federation is gone. Why should we contend with the monster race, the devil's way, and the alien race in the starry sky?"

"It's even harder to hear. If you are a group of courageous gangsters, top quality scumbags, then what is the difference from a demon cultivator? Then if Lao Tzu is an ordinary person, just go directly to the demon cultivator. What do you want to do as a cultivator?"

"These truths, the elders of the Jiang family must have also told Jiang Tao, but this kind of wealthy children grew up in a greenhouse, has not experienced wind and rain, and is used to being domineering. Where would you take these words to heart?"

"A major event has happened this time, there must be trouble waiting for him, so you don't have to worry too much."

After listening to Li Yao, he took a long breath and concluded:

"I understand. What Brother Xiong means is that you can choose to be a coward, but you can't treat timidity and cowardice as justified after becoming a coward, and instead insult the hero by turning your head around-this is the bottom line of the cultivator. ,right?"

Guan Xiong gave a thumbs up: "Yes, the summary is in place."

Li Yao is now a silly rookie in the realm of comprehension, and wants to ask Guan Xiong for some insider information and rules in the realm of comprehension.

The tent was suddenly opened by a female major with cold temperament. She swept around, her gloomy eyes rested on Guan Xiong's hand.

Guan Xiong's expression changed, and the wine bottle suddenly disappeared.

If nothing happened, he looked at the major female innocently.

The female major snorted and said coldly, "I'll clean up you later!"

With that, he threw a set of combat uniforms without badges towards Li Yao: "Put on and go with me. He wants to see you."

"Who?"

Li Yao blinked, but didn't ask for a word. He put on his combat uniform and followed behind the female major.

When he reached the door of the tent, Li Yao stopped and asked Guan Xiong one last question:

"Brother Xiong, when you rushed to the overwhelming tide of beasts single-handedly just now-didn't you really expect to die?"

Guan Xiong grinned, and took a big gulp out of the wine bottle from nowhere, and squeezed his eyes and said: "Boy, I am not a cultivator for the boring things of'immortality'.

"Not for longevity, so why?" Li Yao asked.

"Of course it's for the sake of being a thousand riders and killing all quarters with great pleasure!"

Guan Xiong laughed and drank the strong alcohol in one go. He even chewed down the bottle and swallowed it. The rattling beard was full of debris.