The game has just merged with reality, have you become a saint?

Chapter 35 Dao No. Ningyunzi

"Who are you? You even know the Jingyang Talisman, the treasure of our sect, Xiaoyu, did you tell him?"

The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face frowned and spoke slowly.

Zhou Xiaoyu was startled and waved his hand, "No, Uncle Bai, I have never heard of the Jingxu Fire Spirit Formation and the Jingyang Talisman. How could I tell Brother Wang!"

The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face nodded, "The Pure Void Fire Spirit Formation and the Pure Yang Talisman are the highest secrets of the sect and cannot be known unless you are at the Golden Core stage. As a Qi Practitioner, I believe you don't know."

"Then how did you know, little friend?"

The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face looked at Wang Yuan.

boom!
Wang Yuan only felt an overwhelming and powerful pressure coming towards him, just like an ant seeing a giant dragon. It was the oppression on the life level, the oppression of mortals by the monks at the Golden Core stage.

Faced with the sudden attack, Wang Yuan couldn't help but groan.

If he hadn't been cultivating the Nascent Soul in his previous life, he had been fighting demons for ten years, and his will was as sharp as a knife. His will had already reached an incredible level, and he might have fallen to his knees by now.

"Senior!" Wang Yuan suddenly shouted, his voice like thunder.

wow.

The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face finally withdrew the pressure of his spiritual consciousness, and everything was calm, as if nothing had happened.

But at this time, Wang Yuan was breathing heavily, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Although the middle-aged man's spiritual consciousness closing and releasing process only lasts for one second, to Wang Yuan, this second seems as long as a century.

This is the gap between monks and mortals. The difference of one realm is like a divine punishment, not to mention the gap of three realms between Wang Yuan and the middle-aged man. It is purely a dimensionality reduction blow.

"Huh? You, a mortal with no cultivation, can actually resist my pressure?"

The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face looked at Wang Yuan in surprise.

"Is it possible that you are a worldly disciple of some major sect? But even a worldly disciple should not have any cultivation, but your consciousness and will are so strong. Could it be that you are from the Buddhist sect?"

"But I know all the Buddhist disciples of the four major Buddhist sects, and none of them are like you. It's strange, it's really strange." The middle-aged man with a Chinese-style face looked at Wang Yuan like he was looking at some monster.

He is a dignified golden elixir cultivator, and he is considered a master among the entire ancient Chinese cultivators. Even if he only uses the pressure of divine consciousness that is not common, it should not be resisted by a mortal, let alone a mortal, even if he is at the peak of Qi training. Monks and even some weak-willed Foundation Establishment Stage monks should kneel down under the pressure of his divine consciousness.

Thinking of this, a blazing light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face, "Little friend Wang Yuan, let me ask you if you have a mentor. What if you don't take me as your mentor? You have to know that in troubled times, there is a reliable mentor. But it’s very important.”

One minute ago, the middle-aged man had a cold face and even used his spiritual consciousness to oppress Wang Yuan. A minute later, he completely changed his face and wanted to accept Wang Yuan as his disciple.

This change made the twin men behind him and Zhou Xiaoyu a little stunned.

The reason why the middle-aged man with the Chinese character's face changed like this was because Wang Yuan's consciousness of will shocked him.

For immortal cultivators, although talent is important, it is enough for a decent sect. On the contrary, willpower is the most important thing that determines how far a cultivator can go on the path to immortality in the future, and whether he can become a peerless powerhouse.

A mortal has such a strong will, what if he becomes an immortal cultivator?That's not just punching Taoist disciples or kicking Buddhist disciples. In the future, he even hopes to become the leader of the younger generation of the entire world of immortality.

And as his teacher, I will naturally rise to the occasion, and my status will not be lower than that of the elders of various sects.
The middle-aged man with a Chinese character face was still in a beautiful illusion. As for Wang Yuanhui's refusal to become his teacher, he had not considered it at all.

Troubled times are coming. Being able to become a disciple of an immortal cultivator who only exists in legends, and having the opportunity to become an immortal cultivator yourself is a good thing that many people dream of.

"My little friend, what do you think?" The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face looked at Wang Yuan expectantly.

Zhou Xiaoyu also excitedly motioned to Wang Yuan to agree quickly, "Brother Wang, please agree quickly. Master Bai's strength ranks among the top five in the sect. After you become his disciple, you might be able to be with my sister." Together!"

"Senior, you want me to become your disciple?" Wang Yuan looked at the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face.

"Not bad." The middle-aged man with a Chinese character said with a smile.

"But I don't know anything about you, and I don't even know your senior's Taoist name." Wang Yuandao. "That's easy to say," the middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face showed a smile, "I am the master of Meidong Palace sent by Qingwei. My Taoist name is Ningyunzi. I am in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation and the late stage of Nascent Soul. As long as you are willing to worship me as my master. Master, within ten years I am sure that you will reach the level of being a master."

Zhou Xiaoyu has been cultivating immortals for three years and is still only in the Qi training period, but the middle-aged man said that he can make Wang Yuan reach Nascent Soul within ten years, which shows how optimistic he is about Wang Yuan.

"The Qingwei sect Zhao Ning Zu Yuanjun, my predecessor is a descendant of Ning, his status is really noble, I also believe what my senior said.

"pity……"

Wang Yuan shook his head, "I have no intention of becoming a disciple of my seniors, especially monks who use their spiritual consciousness to coerce and force others whenever they disagree."

After Wang Yuan finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving only the stunned middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and Zhou Xiaoyu with an anxious look on his face.

"Brother Wang!"

Zhou Xiaoyu glanced at the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, and then at Zhou Xiaoyu's back. Finally, he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet and clasped his fists, saying: "Uncle Bai, Uncle Xing, Uncle Dong, I'm sorry." After saying that, he turned towards Wang. Yuan's figure chased after him.

"Am I being rejected?"

The middle-aged man with the Chinese character face was still a little confused.

He, the majestic master of the Qingwei Sect and a great monk at the Golden Core stage, wanted to accept a mortal as his disciple, but he was rejected?
"Senior Brother Bai, what should we do next? Should we continue to find the person in charge of Beitong City, or should we really follow the boy's instructions and set up the formation?"

At this time, one of the twin men behind the Chinese character asked.

The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face pulled himself away from the bad mood of being rejected. He pondered for a moment and said, "The kid's method is correct. It's just that setting up the Pure Void Fire Spirit Array Yang Array requires cultivation at the Nascent Soul Stage. The only people who can arrange this formation are the sect master and the ancestors, that's all, Zhang Lin and Zhang Dong, you go find the person in charge of Beitong City and cooperate with them to save the citizens of Beitong. I will personally go back to the sect to find the sect master and ask him to come out."

"it is good."

"I understand, Senior Brother Bai." The twin men nodded.

"Well, I'm going." The figure of the middle-aged man with the Chinese character face immediately turned into a purple lightning and shot towards the place where he came from before.

After the twin men saw the right direction, they flew towards the Beitong Mayor's Office Building.

On the other side, Wang Yuan had returned to the villa, and Zhou Xiaoyu finally caught up.

"Brother Wang, why did you refuse Master Bai's kindness? Master Bai is a great monk at the Golden Core stage, much more powerful than me. Do you know what the Golden Core stage is? He can go hundreds of miles away as long as he wants. Go to the enemy's head. After you become his disciple, not to mention walking around in China, at least few people will dare to provoke you!" Zhou Xiaoyu continued.

You must know that he has studied in the Qingwei Sect for many years, and he only became a disciple of a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He is already envied by many people.

Being able to reach the foundation-building stage when the spiritual energy is just revived means that after the spiritual energy is revived, you can at least become a golden elixir or even a Nascent Soul monk.

And Uncle Bai is even more terrifying. In the future, he may even have the opportunity to become a monk in the distraction stage, and be a disciple of a great monk who may become a monk in the distraction stage. This is an opportunity that no one can ask for.

"Xiaoyu, stop talking. I naturally have my own reasons for rejecting him." Wang Yuan shook his head.

Worship a Jindan monk as your teacher?

Are you kidding me? When the Wendao Xiantu game starts reporting on his cultivation level on June 6th, he will be at the golden elixir level and not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

Moreover, the middle-aged man with a Chinese-style face, who did not know martial arts, used the coercion of his spiritual consciousness to target himself, a mortal, but Wang Yuan recorded this in his heart.

After the game gives feedback on his cultivation level, he will let Ning Yunzi know what Feng Shui turns is, and let him have a taste of the concept of the pressure of the true immortal's consciousness.

Ning Yunzi, right?

Hum hum, I remember you.

When Wang Yuan asked the Taoist name of the middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, he did not ask casually, but he was a petty person and could not tolerate sand in his eyes. What you did to me today, I will definitely repay him twice as much another day.

(End of this chapter)