Ten Realms Cultivation of Gods

"Hmph, I'm not worried about you. If it weren't for the induction beads, how could I find this place?"

The middle-aged man in gray snorted, although his words were cold, there was a hint of concern.

"Hey, Dad is worried."

Song Xiaoliang scratched his head and laughed innocently.

"Who is this?"

The middle-aged man in gray looked at Yuan Qi, but asked Song Xiaoliang, his tone was still cold, and his eyes were full of vigilance.Just because he couldn't see through the opponent's aura at all with his cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment, it was inevitable that he would be suspicious.

"Father, you don't know. I almost fell when I was in the mortal world. Thanks to this brother Yuan Qi and Yuan who rescued me, I was able to survive. However, the real beast of my life, the white feather bird, did not survive. Reason for sighing."

Song Xiaoliang first looked at Yuan Qi gratefully, but when he said the next sentence, his voice dropped significantly, and he watched the middle-aged man cautiously, for fear that the other party would scold him.

Seeing that Song Xiaoliang didn't mention his relationship with Mr. Hu, Yuan Qi finally felt relieved.Because he was worried, he had already reminded Song Xiaoliang a little bit, telling him not to tell others about his relationship with Mr. Hu. At that time, Song Xiaoliang patted his chest and promised not to tell. Now it seems that this kid is quite trustworthy of.

"Oh, in that case, I really want to thank you for saving the dog's life. Here is a bag of intermediate real stones, which can be considered as a reward for you."

The middle-aged man didn't mean to ask any more questions, but his tone was a bit slow, and he took out a bag of real stones and put them on the table. Just as Song Xiaoliang was about to say that he had already given Yuan Qi a bag of real stones, the middle-aged man didn't let him speak , reprimanded sharply:

"When you go out alone, you don't know how to keep your eyes open. The white-feathered bird dies as soon as it dies. It's good that you are fine. If something happens and you are tricked by others, you have no place to cry. Come with me quickly."

The middle-aged man's words were insinuating. On the surface, he was blaming Song Xiaoliang, but in fact he said something to Yuan Qi, which made Yuan Qi frown.

"Father, I have to go to Nanyang Mansion Daji tomorrow. Don't worry, just stay another day, okay?"

Song Xiaoliang begged anxiously.

"No, you have to hurry back to build the foundation now, your uncle has asked me several times about this matter."

The middle-aged man gave an order, and without waiting for Song Xiaoliang to say anything, he dragged Song Xiaoliang out.

Song Xiaoliang murmured, looked back at Yuan Qi, and said:

"Brother Yuan, that, I'll take a step first, and you can come to the Lotus Temple to find me if you need anything."

Yuan Qi stood up and slightly cupped his fists at Song Xiaoliang to express his gratitude.

The middle-aged man said:

"Who cares about you, a little disciple of the Lotus Temple, stop nagging, and hurry up."

The two finally left the inn, Yuan Qi took the real stone bag on the table and was stunned.

After a while, he couldn't help laughing dumbly:

"People in the world are indifferent, so why should I care?"

After finishing speaking, he put away the real stone bag, picked up the wine glass on the table, and took a sip. Speaking of which, the wine in the cultivation world is very special, exuding a thick real energy. It is very delicious, and it is also very beneficial to cultivation.

He heard from Song Xiaoliang that monks in the qi training stage are not yet able to fast, at least they have to eat something every now and then, but if they enter the foundation building stage, they can basically reach the state of fasting, and they can eat as much as they can, and they won't starve to death if they don't.Looking at the entire inn, they are basically eating and drinking, either monks in the Qi training period, or mortals.

"This fellow Taoist, isn't he a monk in this world? Could it be that he is from the mortal world?"

Yuan Qi was eating to his heart's content, still thinking about something in his head, but two people, one old and one young, walked to the table and sat down, saying hello to him.

Yuan Qi's heart trembled, he raised his head and looked at the old and the young.

It was an old man in a purple shirt and a hat who spoke.At this moment, he was sitting opposite Yuan Qi, looking at Yuan Qi with a smile, and kept stroking his gray goatee.

The little one looked about ten years old, but he was wearing a hat and a purple shirt like the old man, but his eyes were moving around Yuan Qi's body cleverly, as if he was extremely dishonest.

However, Yuan Qi has already learned the art of watching Qi from Song Xiaoliang.With a flash of light in his eyes, it was clear that the two of them were both heavenly blood qi cultivators with four qi roots at the tenth level of qi training stage.

Although I don't know how the old man judged that he came from the mortal world, he was not overly alarmed, but asked calmly:

"How does Fellow Daoist know that I am from the mortal world?"

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist hides his aura. Although the old man can't see the cultivation level of Fellow Daoist, but the eyes of this old man are different from others, and he can see that there is an alien aura that is different from the true energy field looming around Fellow Daoist. It seems that Fellow Daoist is here. How long?"

"Oh? Fellow Daoist's eyes are really strange. It's true that I have only entered the cultivation world for a few days."

Yuan Qi thought to himself, he never thought there would be such a strange person in the world who could see through the breath with his eyes, he really couldn't be too careless, he just said something casually, then quietly looked at the old man to see what he had to say.

"Hehe, fellow daoist, don't have to worry about it. In fact, the two of us are just casual cultivators who just came from the mortal tribe. We want to come to Nanyang mansion to trade some things. It's just that we just entered this inn and found that fellow daoist is strange. That's why I came to see you."

Yuan Qi has already learned from Song Xiaoliang that in the cultivation world, besides the cultivation sect and the cultivation family, there are many tribes of mortals. These people are basically groups cultivated by the cultivation sect. Rooted in people with good aptitude, so that the sect can continue to develop, and at the same time can form a large force of its own.

However, with the development of the tribe, more and more people are multiplying, but the resources of the cultivation sect are limited. In the end, there are many people who can practice, but those with poor aptitude cannot enter the sect.For this reason, the major sects have agreed to give these people some hints and let them practice on their own. If they practice well in the future, they can also enter the sect. If not, they will wander in the realm of self-cultivation and become casual cultivators.

With more and more casual cultivators, besides these people flocking to the sect, expecting to be lucky enough to join one day, some people will also choose to join the aristocratic family. After all, these big forces also have resources, which is also good for monks. place.

At this moment, after listening to what the old man said, Yuan Qi just hummed while thinking about the mortal tribe and casual cultivators.

Seeing this, the old man had a strange look in his eyes, but the young man beside him smiled:

"Hey, how do you call Daoist brother? My name is Liang Dong. This is my grandfather Liang Xiao?"

"I'm next to Yuan Qi."

"Tsk tsk tsk, brother Yuan came across from the mortal world alone, and even my grandpa and I can't see the cultivation level. I don't know what kind of **** you are cultivating?"

"This? Sorry, I can't answer."

Yuan Qi was startled, and replied with some concerns.

"It doesn't matter. Brother Yuan doesn't want to talk about it, and I won't ask too much. Since that's the case, what is Brother Yuan's plan going forward?"

Liang Dong blinked and asked again.

"I want to go around in Nanyang Mansion, but I haven't decided where to go after that? Why? What's the purpose of asking?"

"Brother Yuan is really a smart man, he knows everything. Do you know that in another month, the nearest Tianyuan Sect recruits disciples once every ten years? Grandpa and I are planning to I went to try it. Since Brother Yuan came from across the border, he must also want to go further in cultivation, why don't we go together?"

"Tianyuanzong, recruiting disciples?"

Yuan Qi murmured, actually, he was going to Sanyang Gate, but he didn't tell the two of them that's all, but seeing Liang Dong's words at this time, he was a little moved.

"Yes, little brother and I are together. If we can be selected as disciples at the same time, we can have a care after we enter the sect. Why not do it!"

The old man Liang Xiao also chuckled, and even changed his address, as if he was close to Yuan Qite.

"Let's think about it, how about I give you an answer after tomorrow's big show?"

Yuan Qi didn't respond in a hurry, but after a little thought, he gave an ambiguous answer.

"Hehe, the old man is also confused, so please think about it for a day, little brother. If you are still here tomorrow night, just look for the two of us."

"no problem."

"Yeah, brother Yuan, let's say goodbye first, don't forget!"

Liang Dong grinned, reminded him again, and left with the old man, asking the inn clerk to take him to the guest room.

"These two are so eager, don't they—?"

Yuan Qi fell silent, but there was an imperceptible strangeness in his eyes.