Enter the Immortal Cultivation

After leaving Chen Feng's house, Du Bin took his carriage and returned to his home. When he became the king, he used his private money to buy a mansion in the southwest corner of Shenjing. Most of the ordinary people who provided services to the nobles of Shenjing lived here. Most of them were poor and few were cultivators.

The next day, he followed Wang Qi's instructions and took eight young men to the yard. However, this time, there was also a middle-aged man who looked about fifty years old with him. This man looked inconspicuous, and he would be ignored in the crowd. However, he was full of energy, his magic power was not leaked at all, and he did not look old. It was obvious that he had a strong cultivation.

Along the way, the middle-aged man kept advising: "Master Bin, you are really reckless."

"What are you afraid of?" Du Bin didn't care: "Uncle Zhong, you are too cautious."

"Hey, tell me, who has gotten too close to the current law and ended up well?" The "Uncle Zhong" said earnestly: "Master Bin, think about it..."

Du Bin sighed: "My friend is not a heretic, but a banished immortal."

"Even if he is a banished immortal, he can only show his true nature when he is in the late Jindan stage." Lao Zhong lowered his voice and said naggingly: "If you use the current method, your aura will be different, and the clan will not give you a good color. Look at the Wei Gongzi of the Ran family...Except for those ruined families from the Yuanying ancestors to the new juniors, which family is not like this?"

Du Bin raised his right hand and rolled up his sleeves. There was a black square mark on it. There was a faint yellow oozing under the skin. There are strange lines extending around the mark. Du Bin asked: "Uncle Zhong, does this have the breath of the outsider?"

Old Zhong shook his head: "No."

"That's it." Du Bin said: "The Immortal Alliance is still reliable in identifying the exiled immortals. At least in all these years, no exiled immortal has been able to break through the heavenly barrier and become a primordial spirit."

"Maybe the Immortal Alliance's identification made those 'exiled immortals' feel like they were weighed down by lead, and their spirits were frustrated. They can't be promoted."

Old Zhong muttered, but he couldn't refute it.

For hundreds of years, the Immortal Alliance has given people a terrible impression. It monitors the world, and beasts, flowers and plants cannot become spirits without permission, and those who descend with ancient methods cannot turn the catastrophe without permission. Even the Yangshen Pavilion dare not be 100% sure of the identification of this exiled immortal, but these exiled immortals and ancient cultivators in Shenjing believe it without a doubt.

"But no matter what, we have to wait until he reaches the perfection of the golden elixir." Lao Zhong insisted: "What if he uses the modern method. Your reputation in the clan will be ruined."

"Can't I tell the difference between the modern method and the ancient method?" Du Bin waved his hand: "Uncle Zhong, don't worry about this."

"Lao Zhong, I have to wonder if you, Master Bin, have been deceived." Lao Zhong said: "Master Bin, you also know that the orthodox method has been passed down for 80,000 years, and the system is already very complete. Even if those modern methods are amazing, they have to find another way and abandon the Nascent Soul to form the Primordial Spirit. If he says that he can do something within the rut of the orthodox method, Lao Zhong will be the first to disbelieve it."

He is the son of the Du family, the most loyal. Because he is reliable, the Du family did not train him as a quick-learning cultivator. This Du Zhong is a real golden elixir cultivator. In the Immortal Alliance where the Primordial Spirit is everywhere and the Golden Elixir is worse than a dog, a mere Golden Elixir, or a medium-law Golden Elixir, naturally can't cause any waves. But in the city of Shenjing, where the cultivation is strictly restricted, the golden elixir is the backbone. It is precisely because he feels deeply appreciated by the master that Du Zhong lives up to his name. He is extremely loyal.

Unlike Du Bin, he has not been to the Immortal Academy and knows the basic theories, nor is he like the ancient cultivators who have experienced many battles and have broad knowledge. He does not understand cultivation, but he knows how to judge the pros and cons of cultivation methods.

Du Zhong feels that Wang Qi's method of injecting the pre-refined Dharma base into the human body is suspenseful.

I have to help Master Bin to keep a close eye on it. Prevent the exiled immortal with unclear position from deceiving people!

At this moment, a burst of laughter reached the ears of several people: "Brother Du, this is not the same as what was agreed? Your men don't seem to believe me very much?"

Everyone raised their hands, and saw a young man in a blue robe tiptoeing on the roof, facing the rising sun, and swiping in front of several people. In the rising sun, his figure was unusually dazzling.

Du Bin quickly pulled Du Zhong: "This Zhong Bo doesn't mean that... and he is not the person I lent you, Brother Wang. These eight are."

"Du Hong, Du Lu, Du Jin, Du De... You eight have met this Mr. Wang!"

"Yes!" The eight people all said yes, obviously they have been trained for a long time.

Wang Qi pointed at the eight people: "Brother Du, are these obedient?"

Du Bin nodded: "Obedience, obedience! Look at this?" As he said that, he became embarrassed again: "Brother Wang, I, Du Bin, have also said in advance that these family children are the most loyal, and I am absolutely assured. But you can't harm their lives to prove it. Although it doesn't play a decisive role, the reputation among family children is more or less related to our status."

Wang Qi nodded: "I know."

It will definitely not damage the body, as for whether to damage the spirit, it depends on the situation.

Wang Qi looked at the eight people. They all have magical powers and are in the Qi training stage. Moreover, their magic power was superficial, and it was obvious that they were all quick-formed, and their desire to become immortals was not strong... they were easy to control, but not necessarily easy to guide.

While Wang Qi was looking at the eight young men, Lao Zhong was also looking at Wang Qi. The more he looked at them, the more he felt uneasy.

This exiled immortal... was too young and too unreliable.

There is no accumulated aura on his body, and he is a pure modern cultivator...

As he watched, Du Zhong's brows gradually frowned.

Suddenly, Wang Qi turned his head and met Du Zhong's eyes. Du Bin felt that the other party's eyes were like lightning, like a real steel needle, piercing through his hole and stabbing into his eye socket!

How strong is Wang Qi's soul power at this time? One and a half years of practicing the Yangshen Pavilion's Soul Forging Method "Qujian Ji", coupled with the high growth brought by the holy light in the past, made Wang Qi's soul far stronger than the same level cultivators, and even comparable to the elite of the Yangshen Pavilion. And several times of brushing away the sorrow in his heart made his mind as clear as a mirror, his thoughts clear, and played a role of self-suggestion. This made his soul attack a bit sharper.

Wang Qi looked at Du Zhong and said coldly: "Old man, what are you looking at?"

Du Zhong suffered a loss and didn't care about anything: "Mr. Wang is such a domineering person, this old servant has seen it."

"Humph." Wang Qi shouted coldly: "I suddenly started to borrow people, and I expected that some of Brother Du's subordinates would be dissatisfied. But I didn't expect that you servants would dare to show such a face in front of me and ruin my mood."

Du Zhong said coldly: "It is an old saying that a person with no hair on his mouth cannot do things well. Mr. Wang, you are a modern cultivator, you may not know that there are many rules in our family with a glorious history of 80,000 years. You do this..."

"Shut up!" Wang Qi blew a palm wind Du Zhong's words forced back: "Let's be frank, you look down on me because I'm not good at ancient methods? Well, let's fight purely in ancient methods, how about it?"

"Alright." Du Zhong's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be really angry: "If I save, please stop here, Mr. Wang, and don't make more requests. And if I lose, I will shut up..."

"Not enough!" Wang Qi shouted coldly: "You also have to be my subordinate and testify for me!"

"Mr. Wang is too arrogant!" Du Zhong said coldly: "If you use modern methods, I, an old man, may not be able to suppress you. But use ancient methods..."

"One move determines the outcome!" Wang Qi waved his sleeves and took a stance. But his finger quietly wiped the ring and asked, "Old man, is it really okay?"

"Don't worry, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten, and I have walked more bridges than you have walked..."

"Old man, you seem to be particular about fasting, and you may not eat more days than me!"

Zhen Chanzi roared: "That's what I mean! I know the mentality of these descendants of ancient cultivators very well."

"The more you humiliate them, the more they like you!"

Wang Qi sighed: "Isn't this cheap?"

"This is 'worshiping the strong'!"

However, this move was planned long ago.

Considering that he might use these guys to test the way of God in the future, he must take this opportunity to engrave his invincible image into their hearts and write it into their consciousness! As for this Du Zhong, that is a rare experimental material! The Jindan stage is definitely more durable than the Qi training stage!

The confrontation between the two did not last too long. Du Zhong waved his sleeves and exerted his magic power, like the wind flowing from the end of the world, washing the eternal sky, and supporting the eternal and unchanging bright moon.

Across from him, Wang Qi drew his sword.

Du Bin watched this scene speechlessly, but before his eyes came the memory of Wang Qi humiliating him in the Immortal Academy for a half-demon.

This guy is a domineering person. You can only make friends with him, not offend him! (To be continued ~^~)