Your Immortal Cultivation World Is Not In Good Taste.

Chapter 71 I am willing to dedicate myself to future generations.

The water level of the pond dropped by less than half.

Some of the bodies that were evaporated by the scorching heat of the Eastern Sea, and those that were shaken by the impact and spilled over the edge, are now returning to calm, and the sound of the waterfall slowly replenishes the deep pool.

call--

Zhang Zhen put away the long sword and calmed down. There was a hint of respect in his calm expression. He clasped his fists at Dong Hanhai and said, "Senior brother, you are too praised. I can't find any flaws in you, senior brother. It's because I don't practice enough."

Dong Hanhai grinned slightly, showing a tough-guy philosophical smile.

"Junior brother, would you like to teach me the way to practice?"

He was a whole level below him, and he could fight to this extent under his own hands. Although he was very lethargic during the fight, this was not something that the average Foundation Building peaker could do.

Wu You was also slowly walking down the stone steps beside the stream.

His clothes have been soaked by the splashing water, and now there are wisps of steam coming out of his body, using his spiritual power to steam the clothes dry.

Just watching the two of them fight, his brain was overloaded and he had an epiphany, and he even forgot to use his spiritual power to ward off the water mist.

"Do you mind if I listen?"

He wanted to know what practical skills he had just learned to see through...

…

The Beast Core regained its brilliance under the nourishment of spiritual power, and the regret of a certain Great Monster of his own race flew past thousands of years and landed in front of him through the long river of time.

Yanyu has returned to his original shape, looking at the Beast Core whose feather tips are as bright as red jade.

Opening his mouth, he swallowed the Beast Core into his belly...

The wind in the bamboo forest stagnated for a moment, then roared across the leaves, forming a small cyclone with the small courtyard as the center.

Yan Yu's body was shrouded in a mysterious light, and his figure was gradually blurred. The bursts of spiritual energy that were enough to frighten the Heavenly Mirror Sect sect leader to break out of the barrier were gathered in this place.

After gaining the foundation of Beast Core from the previous era, his cultivation quickly transformed into the progress of his predecessors.

As he embarks on an already severed road, changes in power reshape Yan Yu's life form...

Two young deer looked on worriedly.

Zhuye was not here, so he went out to hunt in the wild. He didn't care about Yanyu's important affairs. He didn't need to sit here and listen to the book of heaven, which was something that made the cat happy.

This process lasted a full quarter of an hour.

"Click."

The spherical spiritual energy barrier shattered, and a slender figure stepped lightly on the ground.

Wearing gorgeous red and white robes, he is noble and elegant. His long hair is as bright as red clouds, and his eyebrows, lips, and smile all show an impressive elegance.

He turned around, and the two young deer had already bumped into him. They whined aggrievedly and rubbed their heads against his chest with their newly emerged antlers.

Yan Yu, who had transformed into a human form, stroked the heads of the deer and smiled gently. His narrowed eyes and raised corners of his mouth were so friendly that no child could resist.

"Don't worry about teacher, I won't do anything I'm not sure about."

He caressed and comforted the two frightened students, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Now it seems that relying on Beast Core to re-take the path of Monster Cultivator is feasible.

but……

How much Beast Core can be left from the previous generation of Monster Cultivator for future generations to use?

Fights, disasters, obsessions... Even if the younger generations go their own way, there are too many accidents in the world that can make these remaining Beast Cores disappear.

When the last Beast Core in the world disappears, will the descendants of Monster Race face the dilemma of being cut off from the law again?

Yan Yu closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and made a decision.

He waved his hand to signal the two disciples to move away, and then put his hand on his chest.

"laugh--"

The strange sound was like a red-hot iron ball falling into a snowdrift, Beast Core, slowly passing through flesh and blood!

The terrifying hole was quickly repaired as before after the Beast Core left the body, but Yan Yu could no longer maintain his demonic form and fell to his knees without any strength.

The rustling of his clothes turned into wings again, and his body expanded and deformed, returning to the form of a red kite within a few breaths.

"Since I can't escape, let me personally contribute to the future development of Monster Race... leaving the problems to future generations of children, but I choose to escape from comfort..."

"This is not what parents should do."

…

On Wu You's side, Zhang Zhen has been successfully recruited into the team.

The other party agreed very casually. After his outstanding performance in the inner sect competition, he was accepted as a disciple by the second elder Ao Pingfeng, so he was naturally much closer to his master.

With the two of them teaming up, the elders can feel more at ease.

Back in the courtyard, it was already late and Fei Chiu, who had rested on a branch, attracted his attention. His breath was a bit unstable, and sleeping at this time was not in line with his usual schedule.

"Why do you feel so tired, senior...is it the influence of the bloodline mentioned before?"

Wu You touched his chin, admired Little Fatty Jiu's sleepy sleeping posture for a while, and then fell asleep.

Junior Brother Qiu's side has come to an end. She clearly rejected Chi Suyue's kindness and suggested that the two of them should not interact with each other in the short term.

Somewhat heartless.

But when this matter has developed to this point, judging from Wu You's experience, there is no perfect solution - you can only endure the pain and simply let Junior Sister Chi stop thinking about it.

If the answer is vague or unclear, or if you delay in answering, it will only make Junior Sister Chi sink deeper and deeper.

As for agreeing?

Please, Junior Brother Qiu is not a real Junior Brother! How much impact would telling the truth have on Chi Suyue's young mind?

"well……"

And Qiu Yunqing herself was also quite sad - she really regarded Chi Suyue as a close same-sex friend.

"Love and love... From the Celestial Immortal to the common man, how many people can really see through it?"

Sighing helplessly, Wu You turned over and fell asleep the moment he closed his eyes.

——The immortal cultivator never loses sleep.

Of course, if you want, you can practice all night every day, but it is not very friendly to the soul and the intensity of your spiritual thoughts will be reduced.

…

In the bamboo forest behind the mountain, Wu You holds a long sword in his hand, quietly feeling the presence of the sword's edge.

Sword Intent.

This was something he had never conquered.

Wu You also roughly understands the reason. Tianjun's words before are actually enough to explain: Heaven's favor is actually the blessing of the power of rules, including all the knowledge of Taoism in this world.

But "meaning" is not knowledge, nor does it come from this world, but comes from the inner will.

Its intensity is not ridiculously high. If Wu You throws aside his scruples, practices and studies Taoism, and increases his cultivation, he can surpass others who have practiced for a hundred years in just a quarter of an hour.

But that can't be the same.

Without the blessing of Opening Heaven, he must at least have his own power to feel at ease...

"Um?"

The strange movement in the back of his head disrupted Wu You's concentration.

His hair was spread out... He opened his eyes and was about to turn around.

"Wait a minute."

Senior Sister Fang's voice came from behind the ear, her tone was calm, but the aggressive female A's voice always made people feel that no resistance was allowed.

"alright."

Wu You turned around, and Fang Shaohong was patting each other with his hands to clear away the non-existent dust, and looked at the back of his head with satisfaction.

He raised his hand and touched his ponytail, stunned for a moment.

"Senior sister, is this... a hair tie?"

(End of chapter)