Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

Chapter 404: The genius has an enemy, two of them compete for the spot, the indisputable desire of the two fat men

The two divine seeds of the family originally wanted to use their so-called childhood sweethearts to make the swordsman quit.

But I never thought that there was someone behind this sword cultivator.

And he is also from the Law Enforcement Hall.

As a result, they have to consider more things.

Is this the meaning of the Law Enforcement Palace, or is it just a simple personal behavior of the Taoist in Qingyi?

They must find the real chess player so that they can prescribe the right medicine.

Otherwise, if you don't even know who the enemy is, it will become a big joke.

In addition, the moment the Qing Yi Taoist took action, it showed that he was involved in this matter.

We are all from the same sect, and we are both the proud sons of heaven, so we still have to give them some face.

If it was just a personal grudge against the sword cultivator, there was no need for them to make matters worse.

If the Qingyi Taoist had ulterior motives, someone would naturally come forward to warn him.

No matter what, it would be extremely unwise to take action here.

It's equivalent to giving the handle to someone else's hands. This is stupid behavior.

This is mainly because the entrance to the Law Enforcement Hall is very special.

Externally, the supervisors of the Law Enforcement Hall have the right to kill.

Internally, the supervisory envoys of the Law Enforcement Hall have the power to suppress.

And it is the only hall that is under the direct jurisdiction of Jing Zu.

The rights are naturally boundless!

In the Law Enforcement Hall, there are not only people from the Five Elements Peak lineage, but also monks from the family lineage and other large and small groups.

The strong men in the sect can naturally apply to join as long as they can stand those rules and regulations and have their every move monitored and restricted.

This is a violent institution on the bright side of Five Elements Concept!

All the monks who join this hall like to stick together and are individually strong.

In principle, such a hall has been separated from the situation of competing forces among various factions.

Only serves the door rules.

For such a department, no matter who it is, they don't want to get into trouble for no reason.

Thinking about this, the two divine body seeds of the family looked at each other, and both of them were ready to go back to the clan and ask about their ancestors.

They need to figure out what the purpose of this Taoist in Qingyi who suddenly appears is?

If it represents the fate of a certain hall master in the Law Enforcement Hall, they will naturally invite the elders of the family to confront him.

If it was just because of a personal relationship with that sword cultivator, the problem would be much simpler.

Then I'll just find a way to make that sword cultivator so that he doesn't have time to take care of it.

This is an iron law since ancient times.

Senior elders are not allowed to interfere at will in ordinary grievances between inner and outer sect disciples.

Otherwise, the rules are broken.

Even elders with a level of cultivation above the Nascent Soul stage are unwilling to bear this kind of responsibility.

After all, the various factions in the sect are acrimonious to each other. Once someone dares to blatantly break the rules, they will naturally attract criticism from others.

The lightest punishment is to be punished with a hundred years of resources, and the worst is to be transferred to a place with thin spiritual energy to garrison.

The inner sect competition that has been held for nearly twenty years has finally come to an end, and its final results have spread quickly.

In less than an hour, the news spread throughout the Five Elements Temple headquarters.

A figure sitting on the big stone at the top of Jinxing Peak opened his eyes, and in an instant there was a sonorous buzzing sound.

It seemed like thousands of troops and horses galloping forward, filled with murderous intent.

An invisible rhythm beat, and the figure sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, blurry and invisible, but the aura it exuded was intimidating.

"The sword cultivators from Uncle Qingyangzi's lineage really don't stop trying to steal food from the family lineage."

"The rule that can be fixed and cannot be changed is an iron law. How can it be changed so easily!"

"It is wishful thinking to change all this through a battle between juniors!"

"Even if we win, so what? The quota will not fall on your lineage, otherwise it will not be your turn."

"But it doesn't matter, it doesn't conflict with my purpose."

There is a sense of vicissitudes of life on the Taoist's face. Although he still looks young, he gives people the feeling of seeing everything in the world.

The most noticeable thing is that at the collar of his Taoist robe, there is a lavender collar.

Show his noble status.

At the same time, in a primitive mountain range deep in the wilderness, a human face appeared on a smooth stone wall.

There was a gray and dead air in his withered eyes, like the withered vines of an old tree, and he said to himself:

"Have the rules changed this time?"

"No. Huh? This turned out to be a stupid young man who came forward and deliberately challenged the rules set by those old antiques."

"It turns out to be those sword maniacs, so that makes sense."

"This time, one of the promotion quotas has been taken up by the family lineage, and one is taken by the Supreme Elder. There should be the last one left."

"I have proclaimed myself a cultivator and have been waiting for almost forty years. I am determined to get the remaining spot!"

"If you miss this opportunity."

The eyes on the stone wall turned, and a gray snake crawling hundreds of meters in the mountain forest froze for an instant. A wisp of gray and defeated energy overflowed, and the little snake turned into a clay sculpture and weathered.

The human face on the stone wall also disappeared in an instant.

From a distance, this mountain forest is full of greenery and full of spiritual energy, but unfortunately there is no spiritual energy at all.

It was like a huge mouth of an abyss, swallowing everything.

The news also spread to the prosperous secular world.

In a spacious and luxurious restaurant, a richly dressed middle-aged fat man sat on the floor. In front of him were dishes filled with delicious food.

He directly stretched out his big greasy hand to grab the food on the plate, and with the other hand he took out the gourd at his waist and drank.

With a happy face on his face, he obviously enjoyed this kind of life.

A communication talisman came quickly, and he didn't even raise his head, only sensing it with his spiritual mind.

"It's a joke, how can that little sword cultivator succeed with those old guys who are still living the past?"

"What even his master can't do, what can he, a junior, do?"

"However, I heard that the ancestor who wields the sword has a quota in his hand, but he has no descendants. I wonder which junior brother will miss him."

After a while, the fat middle-aged man continued to eat and drink, his expression unfazed.

Opposite him, there is also a lazy fat man, dressed in jewels and full of aura.

However, this man's body shape is slightly thinner, less round, and his face is younger.

He looks like a smaller version of a middle-aged fat man.

"Uncle Fourteenth, the battle for the upper realm is about to begin. Why don't you, old man, return to the sect and make preparations?"

The lazy fat man also took a deep sip of the wine, grabbed the delicious food with his other hand, and stuffed it into his mouth. His cheeks looked bulging.

The voice was also slightly muffled.

"Prepare? What is there to prepare for?"

"When I reach this stage, I can only cultivate my soul, but I cannot increase my spiritual power, otherwise I will break through in an instant."

"I have already practiced all kinds of secret magic scriptures. I don't lack anything. What else do I need to prepare?" "Besides, there are still a few years until the last time. I'm not in a hurry, you little one." What are you anxious about?"

The middle-aged fat man glanced at the little fat man opposite him, his tone slightly dissatisfied.

He took another long sip of wine, and then said with emotion:

"My Five Elements Temple has been located in the Southern Territory for so many years, and the geniuses in it are as numerous as the carp crossing the river."

"So your Fourteenth Uncle knows very well that with my ability, even if I participate in that kind of acting debate, the final result will most likely be unsatisfactory."

"But I'm not willing to do it."

"Being born in such a glorious world, if you can't see the duel between the top geniuses, what's the point of living longer, no matter how long you live?"

"When I get old in the future, I won't even have the capital to brag to the younger generations in the family."

The lazy fat man opposite heard this, his little eyes widened and his expression was dull.

He calmed down after a moment, and his tone was slightly exaggerated:

"Uncle Fourteen, are these your truest thoughts?"

"My nephew, let me tell you, with your qualifications, although you are not top-notch, you are not stuck between the foundation building stage and the golden elixir stage for several decades."

"Those who don't know, would think that you have been deceived by the secular world of wine and sex."

"It turns out that he has such lofty ambitions. My nephew admires him."

Upon hearing this, the fat middle-aged man stopped pouring wine into his mouth, and his expression instantly darkened.

He immediately cursed loudly: "You're such a good Xu Youde, when will it be your turn to make irresponsible remarks here?"

"You don't even weigh your own weight. Look at your cultivation at this time. You haven't even reached the foundation building perfection!"

"Have you spent all these years of practice being lazy?"

"Those juniors who are only in their early thirties are already higher than you in cultivation. Do you still have the nerve to laugh at me, your fourteenth uncle?"

"Why don't you go back to your sect and practice hard? Why are you here here?"

When the lazy fat man saw that he was being reprimanded, the smile on his face remained unchanged and was not affected at all.

It seems that I have been used to it for a long time.

While drinking and eating delicious food, he purred his cheeks and said:

"If you don't want to go, don't go. Meditating and refining your Qi is too boring. Just eat some magic pills."

"There's no point in staying at Five Elements Peak for too long. Those guys only know how to act and fight all day long. It's not as fun as the monkeys outside the Great Lake."

"Anyway, I have stayed in the General Affairs Hall for so long, and I have carried out all the tasks that I should perform. There will be a long period of time in the future where I can make my own arrangements."

"So it's better to stay with Uncle Fourteen and feel comfortable. We can eat and play."

The fat middle-aged man stared, and the beard on his chin almost stood up:

"Have you never thought about traveling by yourself?"

"You must know that the further you go, the more difficult it becomes to practice, and the cultivation of the central state is even more important!"

"Even if you don't want to be enlightened, you can go out more often and see the beautiful scenery of the other four realms."

The lazy fat man shook his head: "I'm afraid of death!"

"You're such a sloppy, lazy person, how can you be so timid?"

The middle-aged fat man cursed angrily: "The path of spiritual practice is boring and boring. How can you be so slack?"

"Wouldn't that be a waste of your good talent?"

Xu Youde chuckled, his face was light and airy, he opened his big greasy mouth and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"There are more than 100,000 monks in the sect. How many of them can compete for the few two or three places that have been obtained after a hundred years?"

"Family background, master-disciple relationship, family position, personal strength, connections with elders, etc., every one of them must be accurate."

"In this way, there is a slight chance that we can fight for it."

"Meditating, practicing, studying Dharma, and discussing the Tao day after day, year after year, don't you think it's too boring?"

"So many of God's proud people have worked hard and fought for it, but in the end, 99% of them will still fail in their hopes."

"Why bother fighting when you know there is little hope?"

There was a hint of shrewdness in the lazy fat man's eyes, and he didn't care at all about the angry glare he faced Uncle Shi.

He doesn't like that kind of life at all, where he only knows how to act and fight all day long.

That kind of practice is too tiring, and it would be better to just let nature take its course and be more comfortable.

Xu Youde continued to say slowly:

"Learning so many Dharma, reading so many scriptures, and understanding so many ways, you will eventually be defeated by someone even more evil."

"So what's the point of this battle of geniuses?"

"I fought hard and fought hard, but I still couldn't get out of this shaft."

"Even if the world outside is magnificent, what does it have to do with myself?"

"If you are born in a well, you should have the will to fight, that's enough!"

When he said this, Xu Youde laughed even more.

The whole person was shaking his head, looking very brisk.

"I'm different. I practice slowly, drink good wine, eat good meat, and live my life slowly."

"As for how far you can practice in the future, then just go to that point."

"Anyway, as long as I stay within the sect's territory at all times, my safety is guaranteed, and I don't need to practice my magical powers and then fight with others."

"That's what the people in the Law Enforcement Hall should do."

In a daze, Xu Youde thought of a certain cyan figure.

At that time, he was still so immature.

I'm afraid his current cultivation level is already higher than his, right?

It doesn't matter if he has higher talent or strength. As long as the Taoist in Qingyi matures completely, his previous little thoughts will not be in vain.

If he encounters any trouble that he can't avoid in the future, even if he doesn't rely on his family, he can rely on his old relationship to ask that person for help.

It was precisely with this thought that Xu Youde abandoned the aura-filled headquarters and went to Fenguan where he stayed for more than ten years.

Whenever he meets a junior brother with extraordinary talents, he doesn't mind helping him.

Over the years, he has helped countless junior disciples.

Even if some people don't take it to heart, there are only a handful of people who still miss it.

This transaction is not a loss.

This is human investment!

He didn't dare to tell others, but the junior fellow student in Tsing Yi would definitely miss his old friendship.

Xu Youde has this confidence, he believes that he will not see the wrong person!

The fat middle-aged man opposite was silent, his expression full of helplessness.

However, he also admired his junior's character for being so free and easy.

Ask yourself, in terms of Dao Xin alone, I am afraid that compared with this junior, his own Dao Xin will feel inferior.

Affordable, easy to put down, easy to see

He looks like a loser, but he actually sees things more clearly than anyone else.

Some people believe that practicing cultivation requires competition, and those who want to divide their power must compete with each other.

But he and his nephew held the same view. After all, spiritual practice cannot be rushed.

Just let everything go to the channel.

(End of this chapter)