Chapter 127

Yang Xuan hesitated, took out a bag from the storage bag and threw it at Zhao Wuming.

"I may stay here for a while. Take all the money for a rainy day. If it's not enough, you can ask me again."

"How can that be!"

Zhao Wuming was about to refuse, but Yang Xuan's money bag had already flown over. Helpless, he had to take it down.

"You don't have to. The money may be important to you, but it doesn't mean much to me."

Yang Xuan shook his head and thought about the pile of silver money left in the storage bag. His face was full of forthright atmosphere.

"By the way, how much do you know about friars, the so-called immortal masters?"

"Well... All I know is that immortal masters are superior. I've just heard that it's generally impossible to see immortal masters in remote places like ours, even in the capital of the country."

"So little."

Yang Xuan lowered his head and thought in his eyes.

As early as when those people at the gate were extremely respectful to themselves, he had guessed that the so-called state of Jiang, I'm afraid the number of friars is poor, not everywhere like the state of Wei.

This leads to mortals' extreme awe of monks, even to the point of fear.

Zhu was the city master and was so respectful to Yang Xuan, not to mention the others. After he showed his magic power, the soldiers were scared and knelt directly on the ground.

"It shouldn't be like this. If ordinary monks only have the first level, it's still very difficult to defeat a group of ordinary people, and these people can't distinguish..."

"Unless..."

An absurd idea came out of his mind and asked Zhao Wuming, "are you friars in the state of Jiang all foreign?"

"This... Seems to be true. When my father was still there, he seemed to have talked to my uncle about these things. I vaguely heard some."

Zhao Wuming tilted his head and thought for a long time, as if he were trying to remember.

"Uncle seemed to say at that time that our country of Jiang was not suitable for their immortal families. When he left, he wanted to take me to the outside country and said he wanted to teach me immortal methods."

"Then why didn't you go?"

Yang Xuan's face showed a trace of curiosity. For people here, since the status of monks is so high, there are naturally many people who want to be monks. It should be regarded as a matter of honor for their ancestors. Generally speaking, they should not refuse.

Zhao Wuming was silent and touched Zhao Yuer's head.

"My mother was ill in bed, and yu'er was too young. My father fought outside all year round. If I leave, who will take care of them."

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Zhao yu'er also turned his head and tilted his head. He didn't seem to understand his words, but his two small hands were squeezed more tightly.

"I see. Do you want to practice?"

"I don't know. My uncle said that if you want to become an immortal family, you have to leave the state of Jiang and go far away. In that case, no one will take care of yu'er and her mother."

"Brother, don't leave yu'er."

Zhao Yuer only heard this sentence clearly, his eyes suddenly turned red, his mouth tooted, and his two small hands hugged Zhao Wuming's arm tightly.

"Yu'er is good. My brother won't go."

Zhao Wuming smiled slightly and comforted.

Yang Xuan stood aside and thought.

He hadn't noticed before. Now after listening to Zhao Wuming's words, he found that the aura around him was thin and pitiful. Even in his current state, it was difficult to transfer too much aura at one time.

You know, he has the help of absorbing spirit beads and heavenly eyes. If he changed to an ordinary monk, he would be much less.

"No wonder there are so few monks here. It is almost impossible to cultivate here unless there is a large supply of spiritual grass and stones."

Yang Xuan soon came up with the reason, but he didn't worry.

If it was him in the past, he found it difficult to use the Reiki cultivation between heaven and earth, I'm afraid he had to leave. Now it's different.

He found a lot of crystal clear blue jade in the man in black's storage bag. If there was no mistake, it should be the spirit stone he had seen in the book.

There is only one use of this kind of thing in the book, that is to absorb spiritual power. Moreover, the spiritual power is much more pure than that in heaven and earth. If you use it to practice, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

The reserve of spirit stone is not much, only about 20 pieces. Unfortunately, the storage bags of several people in black who were killed later did not fall into his hands. Otherwise, there should be a lot more.

In addition, it is the spirit grass.

There are a lot of spirit grass picked in the ancient land of Li. Although the little Panther has always judged it as garbage, the victory lies in a large amount. There should be no need to worry about it in a short time.

"It's better to have fewer monks. You can take the opportunity to study the two skills."

After weighing the pros and cons here, Yang Xuan made a decision. Under the current situation, it's better to stay here for a while, study the skill and find out his exact position by the way.

After telling Zhao Wuming about his decision, he was taken to a room.

According to his request, the location of this room is remote, close to the wall on one side, and coupled with the cold area, it is quiet on all sides.

After sending Zhao Wuming away and telling him not to disturb himself, Yang Xuan plunged into the room and couldn't wait to study the martial arts, especially the door Liyan decision.

After all, if it is true as the little Panther said, there may be a mystery of his own life experience. It can't be said that he can get some news from his parents.

Cross legged on the bed in the house, took the immortal sword off his back and put it aside. He looked inside.

The white Lingtai floated in his elixir field. From time to time, a few pure spiritual power overflowed into all parts of his body, moistening his meridians at the same time.

The emergence of the Lingtai is very obvious for the promotion of friars. Although his Lingtai is somewhat different from that described in the book, its function is real, and even much stronger than that described in the book.

This Lingtai seems to be a purifier, which continuously purifies the aura in his body and stores it. Both quality and quantity have been improved by leaps and bounds.

In addition to the Lingtai, there was a spirit absorbing pearl in Yang Xuan's Dantian, which sank below the Lingtai and constantly scattered bursts of suction.

Yang Xuan projected his consciousness into the past.

At this time, he remembered that when Yin and Yang were reconciled last time, the spirit absorbing bead seemed to be abnormal and absorbed a lot of spiritual power, which could be regarded as a relief for his body.

"What happened to this spirit absorbing pearl?"