World of Cultivation - Chapter 73

[Chapter 73]

Zuo Mo was anxious and wise, and with a scream, he fell on his back.

The disciples outside the Dan room heard Zuo Mo’s screams and quickly asked, “Senior brother! Senior brother! Are you alright!” There was no response. Xu Qing, who was paying attention to the situation here, ran over and shouted through the door, “Senior brother. What’s the matter? Are you alright?”

There was still no response inside, and Xu Qing felt extremely anxious in her heart. She didn’t care about being scolded, and hurriedly pushed away the pill room, only to see Zuo Mo collapsed to the ground in a coma.

Although Xu Qing was not confused, she decisively shouted to the disciple who came to call Zuo Mo: “Don’t hurry up and report to the Sect Master!” The disciple was so frightened that he ran out quickly after hearing the words.

In Wukongtang, Pei Yuanran, Xin Yan and others are entertaining Fairy Yunxia and others. Fairy Yunxia and others came to Wukong Jianmen to visit this time, which gave Pei Yuanran and others enough face. Pei Yuanran and others were naturally warm and polite, and it could be said that the guests and hosts were happy. There are so many Jindan stage cultivators, not to mention Dongfu, even in the Tianyue Realm, it is also an extremely luxurious lineup.

The disciples who were serving on the side were stunned, but also proud. Before Wei Sheng established the foundation, Wukong Jianmen was not well-known in Dongfu, and the knower was Liao Liao. Now it is a group of masters from the Mingtao world, all condescending to visit their own door, so honored, there is no semicolon in Dongfu.

If the Mingtao Realm is placed in the entire Kunlun Realm, it may not be a big deal, but it rules over thirty-one small realms including the Tianyue Realm. Even the masters from the Mingtao world have such a high regard for Uncle Xin Yan. All the disciples knew that Uncle Xin Yan, who was usually cold-spoken, turned out to be a sturdy man, and his sect has also become in their eyes. increasingly inscrutable.

Wukongtang chatted and laughed Yan Yan, Yunxia and others decided to win over Xin Yan after confirming the identity of Xin Yan. However, when they heard that Wei Sheng had entered the sword cave and did not come out, they were all very sorry that they could not see Wei Sheng, who was rumored to be able to cause a vision of heaven and earth by building a foundation. But seeing that Zuo Mo, who has many outstanding talents, is not a waste of time. Some of them, like Old He, were far more interested in Zuo Mo than Wei Sheng.

At this moment, the disciple who had just summoned Zuo Mo stumbled in: “It’s not good, it’s not good…”

Pei Yuanran frowned in displeasure, and said solemnly, “What’s so panic?”

Seeing that the Sect Master was displeased, the disciple became even more flustered and stammered, “Report to Sect Master! Senior Brother Zuo Mo… Senior Brother he passed out!”

When Shi Fengrong heard the words, Huo Di stood up.

“What’s going on? Speak clearly!” Pei Yuanran snorted. The “voiceless mantra” was already on this voice, and everyone felt that their minds suddenly became clear, and they couldn’t help but praise Pei Yuanran’s cultivation.

After being drunk, the outer disciple suddenly woke up, and his speech became clear and neat: “Senior Zuo Mo has been refining alchemy for several days, and his appearance is haggard. I asked several times, but got no response. Senior Sister Xu Qing pushed open the door and found that my senior brother was unconscious. When the disciples saw him, his unkempt face was bleak, and I was afraid that he had not left the pill room for many days.”

Shi Fengrong heard the words and got up: “I’m sorry everyone, I’m sorry.” After speaking, he hurried to Hengfangyuan.

At this time, Pei Yuanran hurriedly bowed his hands to apologize to everyone: “My junior sister cares about my disciples, and I am disrespectful. Please forgive me!”

“Sect Master Pei has seen the outside world. If there are such talented people in our sect, we elders will be the same.” He Lao smiled. The others nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, your sect is such a blessing! Thinking about this sect, the disciples under the sect are all mediocre, and every time they think about it, they will sit and stand, lest the fire of this sect will be destroyed by my generation, then I will die without redemption. That’s it.” Yuan Li couldn’t help but said.

Everyone felt the same way about Yuan Li’s words, and even Pei Yuanran showed a happy expression. At the beginning, they felt exactly the same as Yuan Li.

“Sect Master Pei.” He Lao thoughtfully said: “You can create the Golden Black Pill when you first get involved in alchemy. Your disciples are talented in alchemy. It’s rare to see an old man for so many years.” He immediately sighed: “So many years, an old man. I have seen a lot of sadness of amazing talents, but as I get older, I know that God conceives all things, and their hearts are the same. If they are gifted with talent, they will also take one or two other things. Therefore, most of the geniuses are easy to die. There are many troubles in life. Sect Master Pei must take good care of him, and he will not say anything from the bottom of his heart. If there is any offense, Sect Master Pei please forgive me. ”

Hearing the words, Pei Yuanran was suddenly startled, and stood up and bowed to Mr. He: “How can I not know what Mr. He is concerned about? Keep it in your heart!”

Xin Yan and Yan Le also stood up in awe and bowed to Elder He.

For a time, the atmosphere of Wukongtang was a little depressed. He Lao’s words touched the minds of many people. From every sect and every school, there will be some young disciples with outstanding talent, but these outstanding disciples often have a bad fate.

When such a thing happened, everyone stopped talking, chatted casually for a while, ordered a batch of Jinwu Pills, and left.

When Shi Fengrong hurried to the Hengfang Courtyard, seeing Zuo Mo’s haggard appearance, he swallowed the angry scolding, but his tone still contained anger: “From today onwards, for one month, you are not allowed to step on the ground. Enter the Dan room!”

Zuo Mo secretly complained in his heart that he was not allowed to step into the pill room for a month, which meant that he had no income this month. He now earns almost all of his income from refining the Golden Black Pills, the spiritual materials of Lingtian, except for the materials that cannot be used for alchemy, such as snow foxtail grass, which he will sell, and he plans to keep the other materials for Alchemy yourself.

But thinking about how he temporarily saved his life, Zuo Mo secretly rejoiced. Facing the angry master, Zuo Mo was very guilty, and he could only respond now.

Glancing at Zuo Mo coldly, Shi Fengrong left a few spiritual pills to nourish his soul before leaving, which moved Zuo Mo greatly. Although the master spoke coldly, he was actually very concerned about him. I used to feel that it was really unfortunate to follow such a bad-tempered master, but now I feel that my luck is really good.

When Shi Fengrong rushed back to Wukong Hall, the guests had already left. The three of Pei Yuanran sat in the Wukong Hall, silent.

When Shi Fengrong waited for Pei Yuanran to repeat what Lao He said again, Shi Fengrong couldn’t help but look worried.

“If it wasn’t for Mr. He’s reminder today, we would have neglected this issue.” Pei Yuanran said solemnly: “Thinking about it now, we are indeed too eager. Wei Sheng entered the sword cave like this, and Zuo Mo’s alchemy is the same.”

“I have already banned him from alchemy for a month.” Shi Fengrong suddenly said coldly: “This matter is indeed my negligence.”

Pei Yuanran waved his hand: “We all have a share.”

“Yeah!” Yan Le also showed a look of regret: “The sales of Jinwuwan are so good that I was urged to rush him, and I couldn’t help rushing him. Thinking about it now, earning spar is not for the continuation of the sect. What’s wrong with Zuo Mo, but the loss outweighs the loss, and the loss is huge!”

“It’s fine to forbid him to practice alchemy for a while.” Pei Yuanran pondered: “Junior brother has been supervising him to practice swordsmanship during this time, but I don’t expect him to achieve anything in swordsmanship. He has a good talent for swordsmanship, but his interests are too broad. It is difficult to achieve pure oneness. If there is no accident, in the future, Yu Jianyi will not be as successful as Wei Sheng.”

It is clear that everyone can achieve Jindan, even Shi Fengrong nodded slightly. Zuo Moling, who was born as a husband, learned alchemy, and then learned swordsmanship. What he has learned is already very complicated, and he is unwilling to lose other parts, so his achievements in swordsmanship are only limited.

“But Zuo Mo’s other talents are outstanding. If he hadn’t been asked to learn alchemy with his junior sister, I’m afraid his talent in alchemy would have been buried. If you don’t expect him to cultivate swords, it is better to cultivate his other interests, like the second junior brother’s alchemy. , you can also try.” Pei Yuanran continued: “But today He Lao’s words reminded me. Zuo Mo’s body is too weak, although we don’t expect him to practice swords, but we should also temper his physique well, so as to avoid coma in the future. Such a situation. Before his physique is not strong, don’t let him overindulge in alchemy. Second Junior Brother, I will leave this to you.”

“Okay!” Xin Yan spit out a word, and in those half-closed eyes, two cold lights flickered faintly.

Everyone had no opinion on Pei Yuanran’s arrangement, and even Shi Fengrong felt that it was right to not let Zuo Mo indulge in alchemy for the time being.

After everyone dispersed, Pei Yuanran’s face showed a trace of worry, Zuo Mo had a problem, what about Wei Sheng? He had some regrets in his heart, and he shouldn’t have let Wei Sheng enter the sword cave so early.

Inside the gloomy and dark sword cave, Wei Sheng’s bloody clothes were stained with blood, and there was a strand of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Contrary to his tired and gloomy look, the Rainbow Splitting Sword in his hand shone brightly, just like a rainbow after rain, with colorful and agile colors.

Wei Sheng caressed the blade with a loving look on his face.

There are eighteen floors in Jiandong. He started from the first floor and killed it step by step. Along the way, he didn’t let go of one. There is no cheating, although he already knows that “No Space Sword Art” is on the eighteenth floor. As long as you reach the eighteenth floor, you will be able to see the strongest unique technique of this sect left by the ancestor, “No Space Sword Art”.

But he resisted the impulse in his heart, fought steadily, and tempered his sword intent one by one!

He was the first second-generation disciple of Wukong Jianmen to understand the meaning of swordsmanship, earlier than Zuo Mo. The sword intent he realized by himself did not come from any sword art, but the sword intent that he realized through his daily combat and constant self-enlightenment!

His sword intent is not the comprehension of sword tactics, but the comprehension of sword!

This is also the reason why Xin Yan finds it difficult and difficult to teach. This is also the reason why both the stubborn Xin Yan and the prudent Pei Yuanran approve of him entering the sword cave.

They have higher expectations for him!

Wei Sheng, who has his own sword intent, is not only the person most likely to master the “No Space Sword Art”, but also the only person in this sect who has the hope of reaching the level of the ancestor of the year. Although Zuo Mo understands the sword intent, in the hearts of the elders, Wei Sheng’s talent for sword cultivation is stronger!

Wei Sheng stroked the blade lightly, his eyes indifferent and firm. His recent cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and within a short period of time, he has reached the eighth floor of the Foundation Establishment. But he didn’t know that among the disciples who entered the sword cave in the past dynasties, after reaching the eighth floor, there was no condensed veins under it.

But he, relying on his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment stage, killed himself to the sixteenth floor!

Starting from the thirteenth floor, he had to pay a price for every step forward.

But he did not fear and flinch, his sword did not retreat, did not waver.