Chapter 279

"I see." Ye Kong nodded and said with a smile, "although it's not an immortal, it's also a quasi immortal. It seems that the atmosphere of cultivating immortals in Wu Kingdom is still very strong."

Ye Kong thought, since this Lingwu doesn't need Linggen, can Xiao Hong Lu Qin practice? The second floor of gas refining seems to be too low.

He didn't give up asking, "can't you enter the Tao by refining your body and embark on the immortal road from now on?"

"Unlikely." Jiang Wulin shook his head and said, "the physical quality of ordinary people and the fatal defect that they can't sense Reiki make them unable to go further... Many generations of Lingwu practitioners in the Wu Kingdom have tried, and they haven't heard of anyone who can set foot on the road of cultivating immortals."

"Oh." Ye Kong nodded. It seems that this Lingwu is still not good. Even if they practice, their martial arts are at most better. It is impossible to cultivate into immortals.

As expected, there was a strong atmosphere of cultivating immortals in Wu Kingdom. When the three of them drove away with Flying Magic instruments, no one paid much attention. Unlike in Anguo, when they saw a fairy, people would kneel and kowtow.

Later, ye Kong learned that Ganqing Yunfu sect was near Surabaya City, and immortals could be seen flying around every day. Those ordinary people were not surprised.

Three people are driving magic tools, and ye Kong is naturally a inferior flying sword, which makes Jiang Wuyi despise and ridicule again. Of course, ye Kong pretends not to hear it.

Jiang Wulin, on the other hand, stepped on a medium-grade flying sword and said happily that if he hadn't met Xia Hui's little friend, he would be reluctant to buy this medium-grade magic weapon.

Jiang Wuyi hated Xia Hui first and black egg second, so she snorted angrily, thinking that when she saw this Xia Hui later, she had to beat him into a pig's head, so that my brother couldn't recognize him!

Jiang Wuyi's flying magic weapon is a pair of wind and fire wheels, which is also a medium-grade magic weapon. In order to show off, she also took out a flying sword, two medium-grade magic weapons, which make you a black egg envy to death.

If ye Kong envies even the medium-sized magic tools, he is not ye Kong. He stared at Jiang Wuyi and thought. Stepping on the wind and fire wheel and wearing red clothes, how can you look like a red boy? If you take a three pointed gun... Well, no, red boy takes a red tassel gun... It seems to be wrong, it's the circle of heaven and earth.

Jiang Wuyi didn't know that ye Kong thought of mythical characters. She saw the black egg's eyes looking at her constantly, and her heart suddenly jumped up for no reason.

"Dead black egg! Look again and dig your eyes!" Jiang Wuyi scolded and flew away first on the wind and fire wheel.

Different from the immortal sect of Anguo in the deep mountains, the Yunfu sect of Wu state is on a mountain not far from Surabaya city. After flying for a while, it arrived. And from a distance, the architectural appearance also makes Ye Kong a little friendly, looking like a Taoist temple on earth.

Jiang Wuyi took them to the reception hall at the foot of the mountain. Ye Kong looked, good guy, many people!

It's bad that the mountain gate is close to the secular world. There are too many people who want to come to the door every day to learn magic. In addition, recently, Zongli sent a message to receive a group of disciples. The news spread, and it's more crazy to come and go every day, and you can't see the side of the temple.

There are two kinds of disciples accepted this time. One is inner hall disciples. These disciples' requirements are excellent spiritual roots, which should be vigorously cultivated in the future. Of course, if your symbol making technology is promising, it can also be absorbed into the inner hall.

The second is the disciples of the outer hall. Linggen is generally OK. The disciples of the outer hall act as coolies and factotum. Who would be willing to do it if Linggen is good?

With acquaintances, they don't have to queue up. Jiang Wuyi took them to the relatively quiet houdian examination room and found a young foundation building male monk.

"Elder martial brother Cao, this is my brother and this is black egg. They want to join Yunfu sect. Can they not be assessed?" Jiang Wuyi came forward and asked.

"You can't do it without assessment, but if you want to enter the inner hall, you have to have real skills. There will be jiedan Lao Zu's review later."

"Oh, I just want them to enter the outer hall and ask my master to accept them later."

Elder martial brother Cao nodded and said, "it's all mid-term cultivation of Qi refining. They should join the outer hall easily and effortlessly."

"Well, I'll take them in."

Jiang Wuyi just wanted to leave, but elder martial brother Cao stopped him. "Younger martial sister, just let your brother and them go in by themselves. They are sure to pass. Come on, let me tell you a recent sensation!"

It seems that pepper is still very popular. Jiang Wuyi is chatting with brother Cao outside the door. Jiang Wulin and ye Kong go in.

Elder martial brother Cao's voice came from behind, "younger martial sister, do you know that you have suffered a great loss when you come back from Anguo at the moment!"

"Why?"

"A lawless little monk named Ye Kong came out of Anguo, killed the barbarian Khan and the Anguo emperor, and was chased by the barbarians with a reward of 50000 spirit stones. At the same time, lingyao mountain also issued a hunting order of 100000 spirit stones!"

"Ah, 150000 spirit stones!" Jiang Wuyi's flamboyant little mouth opens out.

Elder martial brother Cao added, "I haven't finished yet. To say that Xiao xiuye Kong is really crazy. He is still chasing him here, but he hit the door of Qingming Valley again, killed four foundation building immortals, seriously injured a jiedan ancestor, and escaped under the eyelids of monk shidingfeng!"

Jiang Wuyi was even more surprised. "Shi Dingfeng, that is the great magical monk who is about to arrive at the late stage of Yuanying. He ran away from under his eyelids. This ye Kong is so good. What is he doing?"

"The sixth floor of gas refining!" Elder martial brother Cao's eyes were full of longing. He was roaring at the sixth floor of someone's gas refining. He had to bring tea and water to people to build his own foundation. He sighed, "Alas, I don't know how that little monk did it."

Jiang Wuyi was about to faint. "A monk with six levels of Qi refining can seriously injure a jiedan ancestor, kill four Zhuji immortals, and finally escape under the eyes of the ancestor in the middle of Yuanying... God, don't you tell me a story?"

"It's true." Elder martial brother Cao added, "the hunting order of Qingming Valley is the most exaggerated. Killing Ye Kong can get 100000 spirit stones. If ye Kong is captured alive and sent back to Qingming Valley, 500000 spirit stones will be rewarded!"

"Half a million spirit stones!" Jiang Wuyi's chin is about to fall to the ground. God, 500000 spirit stones. With these spirit stones, what are the best magic tools and elixirs? Do you still need to consider them?

Elder martial brother Cao laughed and said, "so you lost. Now countless friars of the Wu Kingdom are rushing to Anguo, but you came back by yourself."

Jiang Wuyi bit his lips and said, "I really regret dying. If I were in Anguo, I might earn this 500000 spirit stone."

Hearing what they said, ye Kong couldn't help sighing in his heart, "Shi Dingfeng, that old bastard, really paid a lot of money. But is the token the purpose he wants to catch alive? What on earth is the token that can make Shi Dingfeng offer such a big price?"

Not far from the door, ye Kong and Jiang Wulin saw a mother and son come over. Their mother was in her twenties. She was mortal, but her face was still pretty. Although she was a little woman, she was still shy. She took small steps with lotus feet and was pretty. Ye Kong couldn't help glancing more.

The little woman's son is not old, about seven or eight years old, but he is born strong.

"Mother! I don't want to go! I want to be an immortal!" The boy shouted as he walked, looking very upset.

"Xuan'er, it's not that your mother won't let you be an immortal. It's those immortals who refuse to accept you because of your poor qualifications." The little woman stroked her son's head and said.

"Why don't you help me!" The xuan'er shouted and shouted, "all the elders in the village said that as long as you untie your pants, everything is easy to do with your mother's beauty, even the immortal... If you want to help me, untie your pants at the immortal..."

"You!" The little woman didn't expect her son to say such disobedient and shameless words in public. She was really angry and shouted, "go home with your mother! Xuan'er, you're too much. How can you let your mother do such a thing!"

The son's strength was not small, and she hung on. The little woman was so red that she couldn't drag him.

The little woman was in a hurry and cried out, crying and scolding, "scholar, you died early. How can you leave me such a son? He himself is just a miscellaneous spirit root, but he insists on being an immortal..."