The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 23 The Money Only the Fire Spirit Root Can Earn
Elder Sun groaned slowly: "The leader of the low-level disciples, Gu Liangyou!"

"The leader of the middle-level disciples, Qian Quan!"

"The leader of the high-ranking disciples, gold and jade!"

"On this group list is the ranking of the disciples in the Zongmen Grand Competition! The three I just mentioned are the strongest of the three levels in the Zongmen. Their names, each Every elder knows that they will also get the best cultivation resources!"

"The leader of the high-level disciples among them can even choose to become a member of the elders of the sect at any time she wants!"

"These three levels refer to low-level disciples, middle-level disciples, and high-level disciples. Among them, low-level disciples refer to all outer disciples and inner disciples below the sixth level of Qi Refining."

"Intermediate disciples are at the sixth level of Qi refining, reaching the peak of Qi refining."

"As for the high-level disciples, they are above the foundation establishment."

"If you want to ask me to be on this list, besides hanging on the big stone, being admired by everyone every day, or being the leader, and being remembered by the elders, what are the benefits? I can't say for the time being. After class today, I have a A small gift, and a small homework assignment for you."

After whetting his appetite, Elder Sun turned around and began to introduce the history of the cultivation world, starting from the era of low martial arts many years ago——

At that time, the aura was thin, and humans and beasts were fighting each other. After research, the strongest powerhouse was only at the foundation level. The human power system was strengthened like never before. Even now, the Great Barren State is still continuing a similar social form.

The earthquake in the central part of the mainland and the blowout of spiritual energy caused the most chaotic and innovative era of Fuwu.At that time, Nascent Soul was considered the threshold of cultivation, and Ascension was just one in a thousand.Walking everywhere in the Mahayana, transforming spirits is not as good as a dog.Countless exercises and martial arts that are currently being circulated were all created at this time.

At the same time, at this time, the forces were chaotic, killing became commonplace, and thousands of miles were deserted, until a small continent was smashed into chaos by hundreds of scattered immortals, and finally attracted real immortals to deal with it.

True Immortals rely on the strength of spiritual energy to draw barriers on the mainland, especially the outermost layer is set to be extra strong to protect mortals.If a monk passes through this barrier from an area with high aura, he will temporarily lose his aura, his internal organs will be disordered, and he will be slaughtered within a few weeks to prevent the monk from killing and enslaving mortals.

Similarly, mortals without cultivation base cannot cross this invisible city wall unless monks help.

In addition, the barriers between states and borders basically lock the concentration of aura in each border, but they have no blocking effect. They are to prevent high-ranking monks from causing chaos in areas with too many low-ranking monks.

And that piece of chaotic continent has become today's Reconciliation Realm, leaving behind the glorious achievements of countless great powers in the past.

Jian Baisan finally knew why the old man Sheyang was so weak at that time, vomiting every day, and looked haggard—it turned out that he was not pretending.

In addition, she saw many people around them taking out paper and pens from the storage space and writing vigorously, but she was empty-handed, and she was stared at several times by Elder Sun indifferently, and she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

After finally reaching the end of the hour, Elder Sun flicked his wrist, and a white mark appeared on the back of everyone's hand in an instant.

In Jian Baisan's hand, there is a black one, and a white one on top of it.

While everyone looked at each other, Elder Sun said: "The disciple hall is built on top of the spiritual spring. The rooms on the first floor are the spiritual springs where low-level disciples can go. The first and second floors of the basement are for middle-level disciples respectively. , High-level disciples. What are the benefits of practicing in Lingquan? You can feel it for yourself later. And the pass I gave you is on the second floor of the basement."

"Three hours." Elder Sun smiled with his hands behind his back, "This is my little gift for you. But I suggest you go at night."

"In addition, it is the homework I give you."

"Dragon Gate Pagoda is the place where my sect stores martial arts and various books. I want you to go today, choose a martial skill you like, remember its name and the required points, and tell me the next day."

After finishing speaking, Elder Sun left Shi Shiran.

Looking at the back of his hand, Jian Baisan was curious, thought for a while, and decided to ignore Elder Sun's suggestion and go to Lingquan to practice first to try the effect.

She wanted to invite Ji Dingxiang, but found that Ji Dingxiang had already left with some people after Elder Sun left.

……

In a corner of the circular hall on the first floor of the disciple hall, sat an old man with white beard and hair.Seeing her and Da Huang approaching, he weakly asked her to stretch out her hand.

Immediately with a wave of both hands, the white seal disappeared, and a black hole opened on the ground out of thin air.

The old man said: "Three hours. More than one hour and thirty spirit stones. Go."

Jian Baisan simply put the rhubarb on his head, climbed down two high stairs in the dim light, and reached the second basement floor.

The second basement floor is different from the quiet first floor and basement floor.Before her feet touched the ground, she heard someone speak immediately, in a sneaky tone:
"Tongsou Wuchao drying service, I control the fire, and I guarantee that you will no longer be unable to move after coming out of the Lingquan, and you will no longer be surprised by your fellow disciples. It is refreshing! Only one spirit stone is needed for six times and five spirit stones are packaged fifty times at a time. Only forty spirit stones—"

Jian Baisan stood on the ground and turned his head.

One person stepped on the sword, rushed over with a "swish", took a closer look at her, and was taken aback: "Oh, you have a dog on your head?"

Jian Baisan lifted the rhubarb off his head: "...why do you want to dry it?"

The one in front of him was a young man, extremely thin, with a rather wicked look, and his hair was slightly red.Seeing her coming, I couldn't help turning my eyes: "Refining Qi...Junior Sister? Haven't you been here before? Elder Sun asked you to come?"

Jian Baisan nodded honestly.

The man became more courteous: "Oh, looking at the dog on my junior sister's head is just right for me. In this way, I will give you a free one this time. When you come to this spiritual spring, you can come to see senior brother again."

Jian Baisan didn't know why he had to ask others for what he did after just cleaning it, so he thanked the senior brother confusedly, and chose a room to go in.

The man at the door sat down on the sword, stared at the door Jian Baisan entered, and said with a smug smile: "Fortunately, I came to earn Lingshi today, otherwise this junior sister will suffer a lot!"

Just at this time, a door was pushed open, and a monk staggered out without leaving his feet. When he saw this man, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a life-saving straw, he immediately took it out. A spirit stone flicked towards him, and he yelled, "Monkey, help!"

The "monkey" was happy, grabbed the spirit stone with both hands, and shouted: "Come on!" Then he drove the sword and rushed to the monk.

Although the monk was drenched, not a single drop of water dripped down.The water tightly wrapped his skin and body like an airtight membrane, and it seemed that he was struggling to breathe.

Monkey laughed and said, "Have you been here for a long time?"

The monk said: "No, I have been practicing inside for almost a day."

The monkey rubbed its palms together, let out a "drink", put its hands on his sleeves and circulated its true energy, a pure red flame shot out suddenly, and circled around his body several times.

At least ten breaths later, the water on the man's body will dry out.The monk shook his clothes comfortably, thanked the monkey, and left.

And Jian Baisan, who entered the door, waited for Da Huang to also come in, just after closing the door, when he turned around, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

What kind of spiritual spring is this? It's just a small waterfall!

(End of this chapter)