Mythological origin

Chapter 57 Ten Years
"Could it be that we dodged a catastrophe and then resumed our old business?"

"No, we were all scared out of our wits. We have been working as laborers in Yuanchenfang City for 20 years..."

"..."

"In 20 years, we have only reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, but we are already at the end of our lifespan, and we are about to die..."

"The world in this dream is too hopeless."

After seeing many big scenes and getting many adventures, whether it is Shuijing or Jinguang, to be honest, I don't think I will spend my life in a mediocre way.

At least build a foundation!

However, if Zhao Zilin, who knows more about the cruel reality of the cultivation world, hears the dream of Jin Guang, she will only feel that this dream is commonplace...

Hundreds of people refine qi, and one person builds the foundation. This is still the ratio of true spiritual root monks.

If it were the fake spiritual roots produced by crooked methods like theirs, it would take thousands of people to refine their qi before one person would be lucky enough to build a foundation.

For the rest of the losers, the trajectory of life is just like that.

I also worked hard for half my life, but still everything came to nothing.

"So Ms. Zhao is our benefactor. Without her, I feel that we are really likely to live our lives like in our dreams."

"..."

"You idiot, did she invite the spiritual banquet at Zuiyueju? Could it be that she gave us these high-grade spirit stones?" Master Shui Jing couldn't help but refute.

"The high-grade spirit stones in our hands, even if we buy foundation building pills, we can buy almost a dozen! If there is a way to buy them."

The price of the Foundation Establishment Pill in Nanya State ranges from [-] to [-] spirits. Unfortunately, there is no market for the price, and it is basically digested internally by the major sects.

In very rare cases, the Foundation Establishment Pill would appear in some auctions, but it was hard to say how high the price would be, and every time it would attract a bloodbath.

The main problem is that the initial training of alchemists has invested too much, and it is basically impossible for casual cultivators to have the financial resources to burn them. As a result, the output of Foundation Establishment Pills has been highly monopolized in some sects.

If you don't need the Foundation Establishment Pill to establish the foundation, I am afraid that only the Tianlinggen will have a chance.

Inventions such as the Foundation Establishment Pill were originally the result of several Tianlinggen seniors who felt that it was not easy to establish a foundation after they had successfully cultivated, so they spent countless efforts on research.

Before that, there were basically no monks under the root of the sky who could build a foundation.

……

"Building the foundation... It's so far away. In our dream, we only made it to the sixth floor when we died."

Jin Guang always felt that the world he was in the dream seemed to have lived a whole lifetime.

Unlike ordinary dreams, when you wake up from a normal dream, you will basically forget about it.

But he can remember many daily details in this dream very clearly.

For example, it’s like refining qi day after day, but my cultivation is as slow as a snail, and on my 35th birthday, I just broke through the fourth level of qi refining, and I even cooked a bowl of noodles to celebrate, but I was crying while eating noodles ...

A lot of thought-provoking details.

"Don't think too much, go to Zuiyueju and have a drink first."

"..."

Sitting in the familiar human lift, the two came to the VIP room of Zuiyueju once again.

Originally, the two of them were just thinking that they had become rich now, so they would hurry to spend extravagantly, but they didn't expect that they would be "invited" upstairs by Yu Lan and his wife as soon as they entered Zuiyue Residence.

"Do you know where that senior is?" Facing the two juniors, Yu Lan asked very directly without beating around the bush.

"I don't know..." Shui Jing replied without hesitation.

"Senior disappeared suddenly without leaving any news... That's our hope to go back to the empire!" Yu Lan thought to himself.

Bai Mo's leaving without saying goodbye made him very uncomfortable, but the other party was at least an aristocratic figure, and he really didn't need to give any report to a small shrimp like himself.

"..."

He sighed lightly, without saying another word, quietly walked out of Zuiyuefang, leaving the two people looking at each other.

……

Outside the former Qixuan Gate, next to Mo Tianxie's tombstone.

The wild grass is luxuriant.

The grass on the grave is several feet high.

"My lord, Feng Wu doesn't understand. Why is everyone's life more uncomfortable after ordinary people without spiritual roots can cultivate immortals?"

Mo Fengwu, who came to worship on the day of his death, happened to see the sculpture-like white ink beside the tomb, so he couldn't help asking.

At this time, it was almost ten years since the Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue officially began to spread to the outside world. The girl who was only young at the time now has a little trace of wind and frost on her face.

In the past ten years, the Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue has spread virally in all directions with the pseudo-spiritual root monks, and Mu Ziqing has successfully completed the task.

Now in Nanya Prefecture, there are casual cultivators who know a few skills everywhere, and there is no need to continue the Yin-Yang training class.

There are so many people who eat this bowl of rice that there is a serious surplus, and you can find a bunch of churches everywhere for only a tael of silver, which is cheaper than finding a teacher who enlightens young children.

……

As for why it was the former Qixuanmen?

Because Qixuanmen is gone, and died in a civil strife.

After quietly practicing the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue, a dozen or so handyman disciples who could not bear the heavy oppression, colluded with a group of hundreds of Yin-Yang thieves from outside to break through the mountain gate, ransacked the Qixuanmen, and put an end to this century-old sect.

Murder and arson gold belt.

Thanks to the "teaching without discrimination" that was spread by the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue at the beginning, the enrollment does not care about character and virtue at all. No one can tell how many crooked and crooked guys have become monks.

After gaining power, looting is naturally their first choice, and even for many people, it is still their old profession.

These guys are scornfully called yin-yang thieves.

They brought more fighting, more chaos.

"Didn't Fellow Daoist Mo's last wish be to allow mortals without spiritual roots to cultivate immortals? Now it has been realized." Bai Mo did not answer Mo Fengwu's question, but said to himself.

"But is such a result really what the foster father wants?"

For countless nights, Mo Fengwu thought about this question.

"Brother Han, are you here too?"

Han Yu, who also chose to visit the grave on the day of Mo Tianxie's death, was spotted by Mo Fengwu from a distance.

A few years ago, he took his younger sister to leave Qixuanmen to travel around. After coming to Linzhou City and knowing the existence of Yin Yang and Five Elements Jue, he stayed in the city for a period of time to accompany his sister to practice.

During the days staying in the city, Han Yu, who was soaked in the beauties, became more and more familiar with the Yinyang Sect and the Mo family, and for a while he forgot to go back to Qixuanmen.

In the end, when Han Yu remembered this and was about to go back to Qixuanmen to say goodbye, he found that Qixuanmen had been burned into ruins by ghosts and thieves...

In desperation, he could only take the Immortal Ascension Token on his body and go to Huangfeng Valley.

"Today is the death day of Master Mo after all..."

Han Yu, who was carrying two bottles of wine, uncorked one of the bottles, sprinkled the clear liquid on Mo Tianxie's grave, and swallowed the other bottle by himself.

(End of this chapter)