Yaozun's small dilapidated wooden house is located in the northwest corner of Xianzhai, and the location is relatively remote and hidden. There is still some distance from the log platform at the center point, and there are many stilted buildings in the distance. Since the fairy village surfaced from the bottom of the lake, it has been showing a peaceful and quiet flow, and the lake is surrounded by an ethereal fairy aura.

Yichen looked closely at the nearby NPCs and found that their names and titles were already displayed on their heads. There is a tailor deputy position of "god-level tailor ~ wonderful hand", there is a blacksmith deputy position of "iron hand ~ rigidity", there is a carpenter deputy position of "god machine ~ thousand illusions", there is a planting deputy position of "Wannong ~ bitter water", in short, all kinds of deputy positions are here, and they are all god-level levels. I thought that this should be the place where the player changed classes for the last time, and the difficulty coefficient was not low, so it was a question mark to break in here from the outer edge.

Yichen rested for a while, and felt that the pain in his body had been reduced a lot, and this damn system update had adjusted a lot from some subtle angles. For example, in the past, if you were injured by **, as long as you get out of the combat state for five minutes, it will automatically recover, but now the real feeling is much more powerful, and it takes time for the body to recuperate after being seriously injured, but it does not affect the overflow of health.

Moreover, there will be a real phenomenon of severed limbs and broken arms in battle, and it is necessary to automatically recover the residual limb in half an hour after leaving the battle, when the health is saturated. The battlefield becomes more bloody and brutal, and the extreme impact on the player's visual and physical and mental sensations makes the game more than one level more difficult.

Yichen walked towards the central platform of Xianzhai, where the sixteen white-haired old men who were meditating must have been professional transfer teachers. Along the way, I saw more god-level deputy divisions, and the types were rich and diverse. As long as you can imagine the deputy position, you will definitely be able to find it here, and there are even god-level flower girls and gambling honors.

The children who played before turned out to be grandmaster-level apprentices, looking at their bodies as light as swallows on the lake, their martial arts are really unfathomable, presumably everyone here will be unique, and they can't easily anger NPCs. Fortunately, the people here are very friendly, and perhaps because of their merits, they have waved to welcome friends from afar.

Yichen didn't want to waste any more time, so he bowed one by one to express his gratitude, and controlled his balance and stepped on the wet log. Experiencing this unique path for yourself is how difficult it is to walk here. With every step, he had to try his best to control the amplitude of the left and right swings, and he also had to pay attention to the wet logs that were easy to step on, and the pain in his body made him sweat profusely.

Occasionally, he stepped on the air and fell into the icy cold water, and he desperately climbed onto the log, which made the child laugh innocently. He no longer has the energy to pay attention to the naughty boys who are coaxing, and his own strength is not as good as that of other children, and he is embarrassed and thrown home.

Yichen stepped on the stairs of the central platform, and his heart was relieved, and his feet were already shaking weakly. It was only at such a close distance from the sixteen old men that he could truly feel their powerful aura, and he instantly pressed himself to breathe. He closed his eyes and concentrated on refining the power of the dantian, and eliminated the inner pressure and luck from his body. After a while, he opened his eyes and stepped on the stairs step by step, for fear of disturbing the old man's concentration cultivation.

Approaching the white-haired old man, he deeply felt the vicissitudes of the old man's life, although his face was wrinkled and old, but the ruddy light he emitted was still admirable. Yichen looked around at the cultivators who did not eat the fireworks of the world, and was surprised to find that they were the top masters of various races and professions.

There are "Undead Venerable ~ Dark Heavenly Eye" that exudes the breath of death, "Elf Venerable ~ Budang" who has an ethereal elf atmosphere, "Beast Venerable ~ Barbarian" who is full of wild power, "Six-winged Divine Dragon ~ Naha" who has cold light dragon horns, and "Holy Demon Master ~ Ji'an" who has mastered the five elements element, and sixteen old masters show their own magical powers and are proficient in the god-level skills of their profession. What makes Yichen most excited is "Sword Venerable~Wu", who can be cultivated by the god-level mentor of this profession, and presumably his swordsmanship will get a greater breakthrough.

"Ugh! Hello! Senior, I'm sorry to disturb your Qing Xiu, I'm a human player from the outside world, and the younger generation knows that he is ignorant and wants to worship you as a teacher. I hope the old-timers can give me some pointers and let me make a breakthrough in swordsmanship. ”

Yichen saw his goal, so he had to disturb the tranquility here, after all, he was here to cultivate and seek art, and the most important thing was to be able to improve his strength. Jian Zun should be the inaugural mentor of sword players, and the martial arts of other old men are not suitable for their own martial arts.

Jian Zun seemed to have predicted the arrival of a player, and slowly opened his eyes, shining brightly, carefully looking at the young man in front of him. After a short pause, he suddenly showed a surprised expression, and then regained his peaceful momentum.

"Imp! The sword path in your body has reached the peak of perfection, and it is even more difficult to break through it, and you must rely on your own hard work and enlightenment to break through this thin realm. Sometimes it only takes one step to break through, but this is one step that only those who put in the effort can do. The swordsmanship that the old decay is proficient in can't help you to the next level, so let's find someone more suitable for you, and don't waste the only order in this world in my vain. ”

Yichen was a little overwhelmed by the old man's words, he couldn't tell whether the old man's words were true or false, and he didn't dare to make a decision on whether to apprentice or not. In this immortal village, every decision will affect the future trend. He still humbly listened to the old man's words, and walked around the entire immortal village first, giving himself a little time to think about this matter. If Jian Zun can't help him improve his strength, it's better to find a reliable sub-profession to cultivate, and have one more skill and one more way out.

All kinds of strange sub-professions are dizzy to look at, except for a few popular sub-professions in the main system, the other waters are relatively deep, once you put in long-term efforts and don't have a double harvest, you will be left far behind by other players.

At the farthest end of the northeast corner of Xianzhai is a mix of dilapidated stilted buildings, made of old logs and tattered numbness, which look out of place with the intact wooden houses of other families. An old man is hunched over in the corner of the wall busy with something, his back may be bulging high because of a specific job, and his clothes are in tatters.

Yichen has visited every corner of Xianzhai, and he was a little disappointed that he didn't find a suitable master, and was surprised to find the old man in an inconspicuous corner. He cautiously walked over to inquire for information, although he didn't have much hope, but he couldn't miss any opportunity, and walked to the side of the old man to see what the old man was busy with. It turned out that the old man was a sculptor, holding an extremely ordinary stone in his left hand and a sharp awl in his right hand to engrave little by little.

Yichen was a little angry when he saw Xiaohui, this kind of slow and slow work was really not suitable for him, and he turned around and wanted to go back to the Yaozun wooden house, and simply learn pharmaceutical techniques to be self-sufficient. When he was about to move away, the old man hummed softly and raised his hunched body slightly. Then his eyes changed, narrowing into a thin slit, and suddenly a silvery white light appeared. His right hand was carved into the stone from slow to sharp, and the speed of the wind was dazzling.

Yichen seemed to be attracted by his whole soul, staring intently at the old man's movements, and the more he looked, the more he felt distracted. The old man's hand speed could no longer distinguish whether it was fast or slow, and he only felt irritable in his heart and wanted to stop this realm. He thought that his sword speed had been cultivated to a bottleneck, and there were few people in the game who could keep up with him. But in front of this old man's unfathomable strength, what he is proficient in is simply a small skill of carving insects.

The old man had stopped carving, and resumed his very slow pace just now, except that the stone in his left hand had been changed. But the outsider watching was distracted for a long time, and his eyes were still in the stormy world.

Yichen seemed to suddenly see the fine lines on the stone, which was actually a three-dimensional map of the entire immortal village, subtly involving every grass and every tree. He seemed to pick up some ideas, and his right hand danced slightly to the rhythm. He suddenly came to his senses, and unconsciously took a few steps back, his palms already numb and sweating.

Yichen finally found what he was pursuing, knelt on the ground on his knees and kowtowed respectfully three times, and said in a trembling voice: "Meet the seniors, the younger generations are ignorant, I hope you can get the master's guidance, here is a master's order, don't blame the juniors for their persistence." ”

"Little ghosts don't have to be gifted, the old man has been waiting here for a long time, I hope that someone who is destined can get the true inheritance of the old man, so that I have no regrets about what I have learned in my life. Engraving is not as fast, accurate and clever as you imagined, and whether you can practice to a certain level depends on your understanding. ”

Yichen successfully worshipped this old man as a teacher, only to find that the old man's name had been hidden before. There are so many masters and sub-professional masters in the immortal village who show their names, and the origin of this old man is even more confusing.

"Congratulations to the player for successfully worshipping 'Carving Venerable ~ Hidden Hanging' as a teacher."

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