National Cultivation of Immortals: Prove the Tao and become sanctified

Chapter 51 Go Kowtow and Apologize
In a restaurant in Fengyuan City.

Pei Yinglang and Feng Yuan looked at each other.

"How did I die?" Pei Yinglang asked in bewilderment.

"I think you are still too young!"

Feng Yuan snorted coldly with disdain.

"What did you say!" Pei Yinglang was furious.

"Humph!"

Feng Yuan's face sank like water, and he ignored Pei Yinglang at all.

He opened the friend list and sent a message to Tang Boyang.

Feng Yuan knew a little about Tang Boyang.

He knew that Tang Boyang was a high-grade spiritual root player, very strong, and he had set up some kind of chamber of commerce, so he was doing well.

The last time Tang Boyang suddenly added him as a friend, he came up and warned him inexplicably not to provoke Yang Luo.

Feng Yuan was puzzled, what kind of shit is Yang Luo, he doesn't know him at all, okay?

Seeing that Tang Boyang was a 20-year-old young man, Feng Yuan couldn't help but look down on him, so he hung up after saying a few perfunctory words.

And just now.

In the flower demon tribe.

Confronting that young player, Feng Yuan has been quietly performing detection techniques.

As a result, during the last investigation, he got the boy's name: Yang Luo!

He immediately thought of the Yang Luo mentioned by Tang Boyang.He was very curious if the two Yang Luo were the same person.

quickly,

Tang Boyang connected to the communication.

Feng Yuan said politely: "Brother Tang, hello, hello!"

"busy?"

"Um, yes, I have something to ask you!"

"Tell me." Tang Boyang said calmly.

Feng Yuan is a mid-level spiritual root player, and he doesn't even bother to look directly at him.

Since Tang Boyang entered the Immortal Dao Continent, he has never left the city, nor killed any monsters.

I have always practiced meditation and firmly occupied a place on the leaderboard.

Switching to a middle-grade spiritual root and a low-grade spiritual root is something that I dare not even think about.

At present, the player level is low, and the players with poor spiritual roots, if they work hard, it seems that they are not far behind.

Once the level is high, the gap will be revealed.

At that time, a middle-grade spirit root like Feng Yuan is not worthy of giving him Tang Boyang's shoes.

"..."

Feng Yuan also noticed Tang Boyang's indifferent tone.

During the last call, one brother at a time, very enthusiastic.This time he acted indifferently.

Ma De, young people nowadays are really shameless.

I spit out a sentence in my heart.

Feng Yuan asked: "I took a mission, saying that I want to kill a treacherous and evil person. Last time I heard you say that Yang Luo is heinous, sinister and cunning. This kind of person is very suitable as my mission target... ..."

"I got it!" Tang Boyang's face brightened, and he interrupted Feng Yuan: "Just now in the Flower Demon Tribe, the player who pissed off your ass after beating you was Yang Luo, right?"

"..." Feng Yuan was stunned.

He also knew that the matter could not be covered, but he did not expect it to spread so quickly.

Tang Boyang excitedly said: "If you want to inquire about Yang Luo, just tell me directly, and talk about mission goals, it's quite round, hahaha!"

Feng Yuan looked ugly.

Tang Boyang smiled all over his face: "Look at you, I told you that Yang Luo is not easy to provoke. I greeted you in advance and asked you to hide, but you insisted on not listening. Are you okay now? Are you not stubborn?"

Ma De, a young man, doesn't talk about Wu De.Being humiliated like this, Feng Yuan hated and was angry in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone is similar, and I also inquired about your Datang Commercial Bank, but it's not much better."

"Oh, then you sent a message, what do you want to ask?" Tang Boyang was in a good mood.

The loss of his Datang Commercial Bank was the loss of a fingernail.The loss of the Guangyao Guild was from the neck down.

Totally incomparable.

Feng Yuan said: "I want to know about Yang Luo."

"Oh." Naturally, Tang Boyang didn't need to keep Yang Luo a secret in this regard, he naturally knew what to say, "Yang Luo's words are inferior spiritual roots."

"What? Inferior spirit root?" Feng Yuan was startled.

In his opinion, Yang Luo is powerful and has many methods.

The Xuanyun sword that none of them could pull out, he got it in minutes.

Yang Luo's Taoism is extremely deep, and his attacks are fierce and cruel.

He and Pei Yinglang are both level 6, and they are definitely the masters among the current players.

But he was beaten to death by Yang Ming.

Horrible batch.

No matter how you look at it, Yang Luo is a top-rank spiritual root player.

Now Tang Boyang actually said that he was an inferior spiritual root, how could he believe it?

"That's right." Tang Boyang thought for a while and said, "It's been almost ten days since we entered the Immortal Dao Continent. Many players have started to get in touch with the sect, and some players have even joined the sect."

Tang Boyang: "I'm sure you've also heard that when choosing disciples in the sect, the first thing they look at is their spiritual roots, and the second thing they look at is their understanding."

"I heard." Feng Yuan naturally knew this.

"Actually not." Tang Boyang changed the subject: "The day before yesterday I ran into an expert from the sect in the city, and I had a little chat with him. He told me that the real criterion for selecting disciples of the sect is that as long as the spiritual root is about the same, it is enough. Wisdom is the most important thing.”

Tang Boyang: "Cultivating immortals will gain a lot of lifespan. The spiritual root is almost there, so you can accumulate it slowly. If you accumulate enough, you will have a good understanding, and you can make a breakthrough smoothly."

Tang Boyang: "No matter how good the spiritual root is, if you don't have savvy, you will be stuck in a certain realm every minute, and your lifespan will be exhausted, and you will not be able to break through, and you will die directly."

"You mean, although Yang Luo is an inferior spiritual root, his strength is because of his high understanding?" Feng Yuan frowned.

"Yes." Tang Boyang was helpless.

Originally, I thought that if I got a good spiritual root, the overall situation was settled, but I didn't expect that there was such a thing as understanding.

Tang Boyang's comprehension is 3 points.

Players on the forum have already researched it.

Normal players have 3 points, better ones have 4 points, and some people have revealed that the highest is 5 points.

This is so outrageous.

"How powerful is high comprehension?" Feng Yuan didn't believe it.

Tang Boyang: "When I first came into contact with Yang Luo, he was only 5 days old, but all kinds of martial arts came easily, no need to adjust the breath, and they were used continuously, and they were powerful. Moreover, he also learned the fireball technique... only after entering the Immortal Dao Continent After half a day, he learned the fireball technique, you say he has a high level of comprehension."

Tang Boyang said with emotion: "What I'm curious about now is how high this guy's comprehension is, which can make him a trash and inferior product to such a state."

"Learned the fireball technique in half a day!" Feng Yuan was a little surprised. He was full of calculations, and it took him two full days to learn the fireball technique.

Tang Boyang: "The last time I dealt with Yang Luo, he was 2 meters tall, but this time to kill you, as far as I know, he is 5 meters tall. On the way, I got information that he seemed to have reached 2 meters. At first He is 3 meters tall, you should figure it out for yourself."

Not only Tang Bo was full of emotions.

Feng Yuan was even more shocked.

How far did martial arts have been practiced to make such a huge change in body shape?

They couldn't imagine it.

I thought that the best spiritual root was unattainable.

I didn't expect someone with high comprehension to be so heaven-defying.

Seeing Feng Yuan was stunned, Tang Boyang laughed and said: "Yang Luo is sinister, ruthless, and unforgiving. I have arranged for a few people under my command who offended him to kowtow and apologize. Haven't found anyone else yet."

Tang Boyang: "I advise you and Pei Yinglang to kowtow and apologize honestly, please forgive me."

Tang Boyang didn't lie when he said this, that's how he arranged it.

Feng Yuan sneered: "You people from Datang are so stupid?"

Tang Boyang laughed: "People like Yang Luo naturally have to be dealt with by our high-grade spiritual roots. You rubbish spiritual roots are used as cannon fodder. I think you are in the way."

Changing the topic, Tang Boyang said with a smile: "Of course, this is just my suggestion."

"Oh, I think you are scared." Feng Yuan chuckled.

"If it's okay, I won't chat with you anymore." Tang Boyang said.

"I have another question."

"Oh, ask!"

"I want to know if Yang Luo is his real name." Feng Yuan asked.

As soon as these words came out, Tang Boyang was also stunned: "This, I really haven't thought about it. Did you find out his name with probing techniques?"

"Ah."

"That's really hard to say." Tang Boyang frowned.

"How to say?" Feng Yuan was taken aback.

Tang Boyang explained: "The spell of probing can only be used as a reference."

"For example, this player does not want others to know his real name, and declares that his name is Yang Luo, and everyone else calls him Yang Luo. Then the information obtained by the probing technique is Yang Luo."

"The longer the time, the more real the name will be."

"Then what should we do?" Feng Yuan frowned.

Being beaten so badly, and not even knowing the other person's real name, is so aggrieved.

Tang Boyang thought for a while: "If you want to know Yang Luo's real name, you can only find out his heels unless you find someone with profound knowledge and proficiency in probing techniques, or proficient in deduction-like magic."

He said: "However, I guess this is his real name. It doesn't matter if it's real or not, does it? Do you still want to go to the earth to deal with his family?"

"Heh." Feng Yuan knew it was despicable and shameless: "If Yang Luo bullies me too much, I don't mind doing it."

Tang Boyang smiled: "We have also dealt with each other twice, and we are barely acquaintances. I advise you, you'd better be honest."

"What do you mean?" Feng Yuan asked.

"I can be sure that Yang Luo is definitely more ruthless than you, and according to the news I investigated, Yang Luo seems to be able to confine souls and refine evil spells. If you really touch his bottom line, I think you will have a hard time dying. "

Tang Boyang said: "You and Yang Luo can fight whatever you want, but don't do anything that touches the bottom line."

"Moreover, Yang Luo's comprehension is enough to make him equal to our top-grade spiritual roots. When he returns to Earth, he will definitely be valued and recognized by the country."

"At that time, if you do something to his family, the country will sell your family to him in minutes. After all, you are just a piece of rubbish."

"I think you are still too young." Tang Boyang didn't bother to talk nonsense, and hung up the communication with a smile.

"Made!"

What a shame, Feng Yuan smashed the tea bowl on the table in anger, and dropped the table.

Pei Yinglang was frightened.

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　ps: Up until now, this book has received a lot of criticism.Don't be angry if the writing is not good, the author didn't write like this on purpose, the level is really limited, I'm sorry everyone.

　　
　
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