Cultivating Immortals for All: Evildoer, I want you to help me cultivate

Zhao Weicheng cleaned up the blood stains of the steel knife on his hand, looked at the few people who were still being surrounded and killed in front, and did not want to help.

Learning from Zhou Yan, he sat on the trunk of a fallen plantain tree, holding a steel knife in one hand and a spirit stone in the other to restore his spiritual power.

"Say, whatever."

"Now Zhao Ye, I am in a good mood, and I have nothing to do, as long as it is not a secret, I can tell you."

Zhou Yan also did not bother sloppyly, and asked directly:

"Old man, the classics record that the martial artist turns innate the day after tomorrow, that is, he enters the period of qi training, and it is also the first threshold for cultivating immortals."

"After the Qi training period, you can independently manipulate the aura, and you can derive many changes, why are you all still using the martial artist's set."

"Although the power is not the same as that of a warrior, it has not gone out of the category of a warrior after all, right?"

"You don't have that cool, flying sword or something?"

Zhou Yan voiced his doubts.

Zhao Weicheng chuckled: "Hey, boy, have you read the biographical novel, immortal cultivators master aura, can manipulate the five elements, regret yin and yang, have the power of heaven and earth, which is powerful?"

It's not at all like we are now blessed with Aura on weapons, cutting each other?

Zhou Yan nodded, "It's not all novels, aren't some books in the school also recorded like that?" It is said that the monk manipulated what fireball technique, ice rain technique, heavenly fire rain. The ground burst into thorns..."

There are very few battle scenes of cultivators in Black Stone City, and even if there are, they are all point-to-point, and there is always a very powerful look, so Zhou Yan has not seen the battle of Qi cultivators.

When it comes to the battle of warriors, it is not unusual for Black Stone City to have it every day.

And in the battle of a thousand people just now, at least more than half of them were cultivators, and Zhou Yan observed, the cultivators were still warriors, but the power was different.

In an instant, the caution in Zhou Yan's heart for the cultivator turned into contempt.

Alas~

Zhao Weicheng sighed softly.

"What your school records is true."

"However, those Qi training period dharma decisions are very special, and they are not something that we in a poor backcountry like Black Stone City can have."

Zhao Weicheng was a little sad and continued:

"What is recorded in the book is not only about the legal decision, but also the talent problem, which you will understand when you go to Dachengchi and participate in the Terran college entrance examination."

“...... Moreover, there is nothing remarkable about Qi cultivators

, I heard that the descendants of the Immortal Cultivator Family in Dachengchi, and the physical perversion of the martial artist realm, can hang all Qi training periods.

"If you study well, you should know that you can actually fly during the Qi training period, but you haven't seen it in Black Rock City, right?" Even many people think that you can only fly during the foundation period, right?

Zhou Yan nodded in agreement, he had never seen anyone fly in Black Stone City, and that Su Rong tonight was the first person.

Zhao Weicheng shook his head and sighed:

"The resources of Black Stone City to cultivate immortals are too poor, even in the surrounding small cities, everyone only walks these bankers' styles,"

"But the outside world can be big."

"All kinds of magical things, you can hardly imagine."

"It's just that without the foundation building period cultivation, you can't get out, it's too dangerous in the wild."

"However, there is still hope, that is, the Terran college entrance examination, the hope of your new generation..." Zhao

Weicheng's eyes were a little cloudy and mottled...

"Forget it, now you are still just a martial artist, don't think about it too much, when you enter the qi training period in the future, you will understand when you are admitted to the Dachengchi Academy."

"Hey, have a virtue with our principal."

Zhou Yan couldn't help but complain to Zhao Weicheng, just substituted for Zhao Weicheng's deep sense of powerlessness, you won't say half of this, and play a dumb riddle.

In fact, what Zhao Weicheng said, Zhou Yan also guessed - very simply, that is, the various exercises of the cultivators were not as rotten as the Terran Basic Law Decision "Natural Breathing Method".

It's just that what Zhou Yan didn't expect was that the battle of thousands of people in front of him was the most primitive way of combining aura and weapons.

How precious should the exercises of this world be?

Is it monopolized and controlled by upper-level immortal cultivators again?

The path of the Terran Immortal Cultivation College Entrance Examination is to give hope to the low-level immortal cultivators... But this is fucking like a class cross.

Class crossing.

Zhou Yan hated this word too much.

In the previous life, the life of cows and horses,

thinking about it makes people angry.

Boom~

At this time, not far away, there was another loud noise.

"Zhou Yan, it's over, let's go over."

Zhao Weicheng got up and called Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan looked over.

In the distance, only a few people were left stumbling to stand, and the rest were blown to pieces.

Zhou Yan leaned up behind Zhao Weicheng.

The environment is fishy and hot, the wails are still there, the collapsed plantain trees are hanging from the remains of people, and half of the heart is still beating.

These are the masterpieces of self-detonation of Qi cultivators.

Purgatory of flesh and blood of thousands of people.

"Pavilion Master Zhao, are you waiting for us all to die before coming over?"

Zhou Yan and Zhao Weicheng had not yet approached, and a loud voice snorted angrily.

"Cheng Wenaxe, you actually survived?" Zhao Weicheng looked at an old giant man panting against a banana tree.

Zhou Yan also recognized it, this person was the voice that called Zhao Weicheng just now.

If it weren't for this person, they might have just passed directly without delaying for so long.

"Zhao Weicheng, you old scumbag, you have been out of the house for so long, what do you want to do? Want to come to the previous set again?

At this time, another old man stood up and looked at Zhao Weicheng cautiously.

"Zhao Weicheng, these few of us, although there is not much spiritual power left, it is not so easy for you to pick up the bargain."

Another old immortal resentment looked at Zhao Weicheng.

"Hmph, if you want to pick us up cheaply, he passes by us, then it depends on whether we agree or not."

A half-old dragged a red tasseled spear and walked over slowly.

At this time, together with that Cheng Wenaxe, there were four people in total, and they were very bad at looking at Zhao Weicheng.

"Old man Zhao, you are awesome, listen to their tone, the four of them have a feud with you, you used to gouge their ancestral graves?"

Zhou Yan looked at the disabled old people standing in the line, turned his head and stared at Zhao Weicheng with a mocking face.

This old boy is not as simple as he sees on the surface.

"Ahem," Zhao Weicheng coughed awkwardly.

"Guys, we don't need to mention our previous grudges."

"Besides, I'm not here to help you."

"I'm not a waste warrior with this waste around me, in order to protect him, alas

..." "Old, after all, old..."

Zhao Weicheng pointed at Zhou Yan, and then twisted the disc around his waist, looking like the years were not spared.

Hearing Zhao Weicheng say this on the other side, the atmosphere also eased a little.

However, this time, Zhou Yan was given a black face.

Waste warriors?

Nima's, if it weren't for yourself, you would have been hit by miasma in the first level and sucked dry by the vine.

"Zhao Weicheng, who is he? Why are you protecting him and still appearing in such a dangerous place?

Don't tell me he's your grandson, you're so ugly, you can't grow such a white-faced grandson.

The old woman with the red tasse gun questioned.

"Of course not, I don't have such disrespect for the grandson of the old man."

Zhao Weicheng also directly denied it, thinking of what reason to fool.

As for Zhou Yan coming in and going out of this ghost banana forest before, it can't be said anyway.

"Oh, boy, it's you."

The panting Cheng Wenaxe seemed to have adjusted his state, and also recognized Zhou Yan.

"Cheng Wenaxe, do you know him?" The old woman with the red tasse gun looked at Cheng Wenaxe.

Others looked over.

Zhao Weicheng also looked over

, and Zhou Yan frowned, not remembering anything to do with this person.

"Hahahaha"

Cheng Wenaxe laughed first, and then said, "Have you forgotten, when we came in just now, we didn't see him running with a woman with plump buttocks and fat breasts on the road.

I wanted to strengthen the woman before I came in.

You said it, don't make a difference.

"Hahahaha, speaking of this

, you don't know how sexy that woman is, that meat, that legs, that waist... Old water spirit

, hahaha,

you know me, my body was injured in fighting with people decades ago, and it was useless

, but when I saw that woman, it was different....

No, now that I think about it, I even feel it.

"It's really him, I have to say, that girl is really memorable, and it makes people feel good when they look at it." An old man seemed to think about it too, and unconsciously his lips every day.

"Old axe, is it really that effective, go out and catch her, I have to try it too." The other old man also laughed lewdly.

"Good to say, good to say"

....

Just when a few old adulterers were excitedly discussing, the Zhou Yan killing machine on the side had already filled his face.

"You old immortals, are you finished?"