Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 70 Introducing Qi into the body, becoming a monk again?
"Go out, wait for me to believe you!"

With a big wave of Chen Yonglin's hand, he sent Feng Ping away.

The matter has been discussed, the result is in line with expectations, and Feng Ping's departure is also clean and tidy.

After saluting with fists in both hands, he turned around and left the huge study of the house official.

Pushing open the door, Sun Shiliang and others were still waiting outside the door, with three parts of expectation, three parts of apprehension, and three parts of dissatisfaction.

After seeing this young man in brocade clothes who was called Niu Dali walk out expressionlessly, they all heaved a sigh of relief.

"Let me tell you, he must be because of something else."

"Humph!"

The merchants who originally got together to chat about the world broke up in an instant after guessing that Feng Ping had failed, so there was still a little bit of common hatred just now?Help each other?

In the study, Chen Yonglin leaned back on the grand teacher's chair, propped his head with one hand, and closed his eyes to think.

That young man named Niu Dali was indeed quite resourceful, it was rare for him to dare to negotiate such terms with him as a mortal!

In short, it was the first time seeing him since he cultivated immortality!

"It's not impossible to choose him, but how can I tell the magistrate? How much should I reveal?"

Chen Yonglin has his ideas, and naturally he also has his confusion!
After all, he only has the right to make suggestions on such a big matter!

He closed his eyes and paced back and forth in the study. After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly and said to the door:

"Guard, come in."

The man who just came to report entered the room respectfully. He lowered his head, not daring to look at the official's face, waiting for instructions.

"Let those people outside the door go!"

"As ordered!"

When the guards were harassed in, these merchants felt uneasy, and Sun Shiliang couldn't help rubbing the backs of his hands. Given his relationship with the pawns, he must be seeing him if he wanted to see them!

After a few words, the guard came out.

Everyone was looking forward to it, but a sentence came:
"You all go back!"

Sun Shiliang's face changed drastically, and he muttered:

"No! Impossible!"

"It's hard to promise that kid!"

……

After Feng Ping left the house, Zhang Mazi stood alone across the street, feeling no less nervous than those merchants.

It wasn't until seeing Feng Ping walked out of the gate calmly that the hanging heart was relieved.

"Master Niu, are you done?"

Feng Ping nodded, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said, "Go back and wait for the news."

Zhang Mazi was very excited when he heard this.

Thinking of him being able to live in the Zhao family, and even taking over the tobacco business behind it, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

However, Feng Ping was by his side, so he couldn't do anything out of the ordinary!
"Master Niu, why don't we go to Shouxian Tower?"

"Go home!"

"Yes!"

……

For the next few days, Feng Ping waited at home and never practiced during the day or night.

After all, his status as a monk has not yet been confirmed, and his residence has been revealed to Chen Yonglin, so just to be on the safe side, he had to delay for a few days.

However, it did not last for a few days.

Soon, Chen Dianli sent someone to Feng Ping's home and invited him to Dengxian Pavilion!
When he arrived at Dengxian Pavilion, Chen Yonglin was already waiting outside the door.

Feng Ping took a few steps forward, with his usual expression, neither humble nor overbearing, he said: "Master Punisher, what is this?"

"Don't you want to cultivate immortals? This is an opportunity that the real magistrate opened his mouth. If you can't become a monk, let alone Zhao's business!" Chen Yonglin said with a smile on his face.

Whether Niu Dali can become a monk or not is not a big problem, even if he is a miscellaneous spiritual root, he can practice, right?

It's just that I am afraid that I will stop at the early stage of Qi refining for a lifetime.

Such monks are worthless, so they will be eliminated and expelled by Dengxiang Pavilion.

With such a noble status as a monk, how can you allow those snakes and rats to mix in?
Hearing the words, Feng Ping was calm in his heart, but on the surface he looked ecstatic, as if he had tasted a long-cherished wish for many years!
"go in!"

Passing through the entrance hall of Dengxiang Pavilion for the second time, looking at the distorted Chilian real statue, Feng Ping felt as if he had passed away.

Although it has only been more than three months, he has gone from being a carbon seller to a monk at the fifth level of Qi Refining. He is more able to control the Zhao family and has a relationship with the Mingle Palace behind it.

It all came too fast!
Out of the hall, through the courtyard, to the closed stone door.

Behind the stone gate is a world shrouded in mist, filled with eggs of various races!
"That's him?" Yuan Fengwen looked awe-inspiring, looking at Feng Ping and Chen Yonglin, showing disdain all the time!
"Deacon Yuan, that's right!"

"Hmph! If you miss the age, even if you succeed in drawing qi into your body and awakening your spiritual roots, your talent will not be much better! I really don't know why Zhang Zhifu said this!" Although Yuan Fengwen was reluctant in his heart, after all the prefect spoke, they You still have to listen to this!
"Let him try, let him try."

Naturally, Chen Yonglin would not tell Niu Dali, Zhao Shi, and that loose cultivator named Feng Ping to each other.

What's more, the reason why he and Zhang Zhifu dragged on until today to decide on this matter is because they used their own power to investigate Niu Dali and Feng Ping.

The former did not find much useful information due to the collapse of Lai'an County.

But the latter is really a big problem!

This monk named Feng Ping came to Dengxian Pavilion on the first day of the new year, trying to induce the body.

However, he was expelled due to the shattered Qi Sea, and later clashed with Zhao Yunlong in the Shouxian Building, and finally killed the two quasi-friars of Chengxian Hall by some means!
Those two bodies have never been found!
These are still trivial matters, which cannot catch Zhang Yonglie's eyes, but the following things are really surprising!
Yao Qige, an abandoned disciple of the Five Yin Sect, and Wu Yongfeng, a monk of Mingle Palace, all died in front of the shop under Fengpingpan!

Even Deacon Chen, who was about to enter the golden core state, lost an arm in his shop!
It is said that he was hit by the erysipelas of the Golden Core Realm!
Because of this, Zhang Yonglie tried his best to overcome all opinions and finally finalized the personnel recommended by Chen Yonglin.

They must find out that monk named Feng Ping, otherwise there will be no peace in Shuntian Mansion!
"go in!"

Yuan Fengwen opened the stone gate with spiritual energy, Feng Ping went up the steps and entered the world behind the gate again.

He sat cross-legged, and those words sounded in his ears again.

"Bringing air into the body, nourishing the body."

"Condensing Qi into pills, supernatural powers are self-contained."

"Break the pill and turn into a baby, distracted and soar."

"The star spirit is eternal..."

At this moment, Feng Ping quietly switched the sea of ​​qi to the state of the wood spirit root, and simulated it as the lowest level, just getting started, without actually introducing qi into the body.

"Ok?"

Yuan Fengwen, who was also standing inside the door, frowned, feeling a strong aura.

"Top grade wood spirit root?"

Snapped!
Seeing that the time was almost ripe, Feng Ping took the initiative to "stop" the introduction of air into the body, and then the whole person excitedly jumped up and down in the foggy world.

"I made it! I made it!"

"I'm a monk now!"

"come out!"

Yuan Fengwen flew over, grabbed Feng Ping's arm and threw him out of the stone gate.

Chen Yonglin has been guarding the door, seeing Niu Dali being thrown out, so he asked with a smile: "How is it? Miscellaneous spirit root or low-grade spirit root?"

"The deacon said...the deacon said that I am a top-grade wood spirit root!"

"What did you say?!"

(End of this chapter)