Chapter Seventy-Nine: Farmer or Cultivator?

"You're good. ”

After the departure of the mountain chief and the Pudao people, the others present were a little silent and cold.

All of them fell into a state of shock and confusion.

And at this time, Yi Lian came over, he didn't seem to be injured at all, but in fact, the meridians in his body were a little damaged, because he had received a lot of powerful energy, and this energy did not belong to him.

“......”

Xue Xuan didn't answer, he just felt that this person was a bit of a stinky fart, you are very good, this sentence sounded as if Yi Lian had won himself......

But although he thought so in his heart, his whole person was not very comfortable now, although he didn't know what kind of injury Yi Lian was injured, but he was not lightly injured.

The whips had torn his clothes a few bits, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that he felt empty now.

Yes, nothing.

He had never exhausted his powers, and he really didn't have anything left......

The lack of remnants refers to spiritual power, and this feeling of emptiness causes every meridian in his body to convulse uncomfortably.

After adapting to the aura infiltration for many years, all of a sudden, the dantian in the body was empty, and there was nothing......

"You're all very nice!

The third child, come and see the doctor, and the second child will change you to the next class. ”

Not long after the scene was cold, a middle-aged man came out of the crowd and instructed another man next to him and Master Lin, who was teaching the children.

There is no need for Xue Xuan to guess, the one who can call Master Lin like this must be the eldest disciple of the mountain chief.

However, the appearance of the senior disciple in front of him was different from what he imagined......

The difference between the world and the mud.

The only two cultivator academies in the Eastern Continent ranked first among the two academies!

Huangzhou Study, the disciple of the mountain chief, in Xue Xuan's imagination, should be a personable and heroic young man, and the most poor in teaching and educating people should also be elegant and elegant, but the middle-aged man in front of him ......

He was dressed as a farmer, his face was yellow, and his hands were stained with dirt that had not been cleaned.

"Junior Xue Xuan, meet ......"

Although the appearance of this eldest disciple of the study mountain elder was different from what he imagined, the respect in his heart did not weaken in the slightest, and he supported his body to stand up and bow his hand.

"Okay, okay, you are like them, call me Oushi. ”

Ou Shi waved his hand, as if he was not used to Xue Xuan's set, and Lin Shi happened to arrive, Wu Nan next to him beckoned a few classmates he knew well, and helped Yi Lian and Xue Xuan into the room together.

......

"You really haven't gone out of the wasteland to see? ”

The Pudao people were standing on a cliff with the mountain chief at this time, God knows how far they ran in a flash, and the Pudao people's expressions were no longer before, but their faces were full of seriousness.

"Didn't you allow me to leave the Wasteland? What? Now if I can't stand it, I'm going to break the contract?"

The mountain chief also looked indifferent, he didn't want to know what was going on in the outside world, after the battle twenty years ago, he entered the wasteland alone, and he had never stepped out of the wasteland until now.

"Gee, you can really remember a joke for a lifetime?"

Pudao people are really helpless in the face of this stubborn study mountain chief at this moment, so they have to laugh and laugh.

"If you can't stand it, just say it, let that kid from Nangong come over and apologize, and I'll go out and sweep everything. ”

The mountain chief's tone is really not ordinary, but he is not arrogant, but confident.

Since he entered the Wasteland, he has obtained the inheritance, and then took over the original dilapidated study, once Nangong Hong came to find him once, and then he was beaten out of the Wasteland......

"You're still a fart out of the wasteland......"

Of course, Pudaoren didn't say this sentence, but silently complained in his heart, and what came out of his mouth was something else.

"Don't blow it, now the Nangong Dynasty is no different from the fallen, the kid who counts the stars has also gone, and even the star machine has gone out of the mountain, what are you still trying to ......?"

"The Nangong Dynasty has fallen? ha!

Who did it? I'm going to repay him!"

Unexpectedly, the mountain chief only heard about the fall of the Nangong Dynasty, and directly ignored the latter few things, and laughed.

"I did it, so I want your help now, can I do it?"

Pudao people have no choice at all, this person can't get oil and salt, it's not easy to stir up the law or anything, and he can't listen to his words, so he has to talk nonsense with him.

"You're a! Honestly, who did that?"

Hearing what the Pudao people said, the mountain chief knew that he was happier, and after laughing for a while, he slowly restrained his smile, and then slowly said in a deep voice.

He is not a stupid person, although he has an old grudge with Nangong, and it is a good thing that the Nangong Dynasty has fallen, but even the Pudao people have pulled down their old faces to beg for themselves, and the matter is definitely not small.

The Pudao people were happy enough to see him, so they told the story again, especially the description of the walking corpse as an extremely powerful existence, and if it was stained with a little walking corpse blood, it would be assimilated, and the others were described truthfully.

"There's no cure, and it can't be avoided?"

After listening to his tirade, the mountain chief couldn't help but be a little shocked, but he didn't expect that the revenge he wanted to avenge day and night was actually a group of walking corpses to avenge himself.

"No, you can't, and even if you get a little bit of it, you will become a walking corpse, killing brutally, and killing people when you see them. ”

Pudao people don't know if there is one, anyway, in order to fool the mountain to grow out of the mountain, he has to continue to add oil and vinegar.

"Then forget it, I can't solve it, what do you want me to do?

Anyway, my study is safe, if there are safe people in the outside world, you inform them to rush here, I will recruit them, don't bother me with other things. ”

Unexpectedly, these words of the Pudao people had the opposite effect, and when the mountain chief heard that he would actually become a walking corpse, he was instantly unhappy, and he still decided to keep his family business and protect his apprentices and grandchildren.

"It's not...... This ......"

Pudao people were choked by his words and were speechless, and they didn't know what to say with their mouths open, which is not right!

In his impression, this master of swordsmanship, Yan Zhengshan, the head of the study mountain, has a very violent temper, why is he suddenly so cowardly?

"Okay, it's okay, I'll go first, farewell. ”

The mountain chief smiled, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

......

After some diagnosis by Master Lin, Xue Xuan and Yi Lian were fine, he gave each of them a pill, and after instructing them to recuperate for a while, he left the house in a hurry, as if he was worried that he had not finished the class.

"Oushi, where have you been?"

Xue Xuan still couldn't hold back, sat on the bed and asked Ou Shi the question he had been asking for a long time, from the time he came to the study, he saw them rushing back with a group of older students, and he didn't know what to do.

"Cultivating fields, planting, digging wild vegetables, and hunting can be regarded as field training. ”

Regarding this question, Ou Shi smiled innocently, and did not hide what he and his students were doing.

These things that are obviously farmers and hunters can only do them, seemed to him to take it for granted.

"Taught. ”

Xue Xuan sensed a hint of other meaning from this, cultivating the Dao, what is the Dao?

The Tao is heaven and earth, the origin of this world, and taking students to the wild to experience is not only to grow food, but also to cultivate in disguise, and to understand the natural avenue.

Immortal cultivator Xue Xuan didn't see much, except for Kun Yuanshan and Study, Xue Xuan hadn't seen immortal cultivators from other sects.

But he could learn from other places that most of the immortal cultivators in the world were eye-catching, pretentious, and noble-born.

Like Kunyuan Mountain, which only accepts mortal children, and the study in the deep barren state, these two are strangers, and other cultivators must not worry about food and clothing.

Therefore, these things such as farming and hunting must be extremely distant to them, and naturally they will also lack a sense of the earth.

All cultivators only care about cultivation, immortal cultivation, heavenly dao and the like, but do they care about the land under their feet?

Unconsciously, Xue Xuan fell into a strange thought, even Ou Shi was a little surprised, he didn't expect that with his words, the young man in front of him would be able to enter a state of epiphany.

"He's better than you. ”。

Ou Shi looked at his personal disciple with a smile, he never hesitated to praise, nor did he deliberately attack his disciple, just let them think for themselves.

When Yi Lian heard his master say this, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of himself, and lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.