Emperor Tingfeng thinks that he does not yearn for the world in the outside world, and also thinks that he may spend his whole life in the world of the Nangong family, and it is enough to have ten thousand masters by his side. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Who told you this?"

Master Wan asked angrily, and suddenly, Master Wan stared at Emperor Tingfeng with a calm face, an expression that he had never seen on Master Wan's face, and Emperor Tingfeng was a little frightened in his heart.

"No one told me, I just heard those family disciples talking in secret, and I just overheard it. ”

Emperor Tingfeng replied truthfully, here, even if he asked, no one would tell him anything, not to mention what those family disciples would take the initiative to tell him?

After hearing that it was no one else who told Emperor Tingfeng about the situation in the outside world, Master Wan's face returned to normal, and he said softly: "Tingfeng, you don't have to know our world, I just want you to be well, that's enough!"

"But...... Didn't you say last time that you were going to send me to the cultivation of the Immortal Cultivation Sect? Uncle, why do I have to go to the Immortal Cultivation Sect?" Emperor Tingfeng turned his face sideways, and his cold face was as serious as Master Wan.

"You have to go to the sect to learn spells that can protect you, the Nangong family is not suitable for you, only by going to the immortal sect, your road will be further, and the old man will not be able to protect you for a lifetime." ”

When Master Wan said the last sentence, his voice became very weak and quiet, as if he was talking to himself, the emperor listened to the wind around his head, looking like he didn't understand what he didn't understand, and he didn't ask why, anyway, Master Wan wouldn't harm himself, and he was right to listen to him.

"Ah, ahh

As soon as Emperor Tingfeng came in, Master Wan felt a little flushed on his forehead, and there was still a trace of imperceptible spiritual power in his body, but he was not in a hurry to make a conclusion. Master Wan said with concern, "What's the matter?"

Emperor Tingfeng continued to knead his nose, and said warmly: "I took a bath in the river just now." ”

"It's winter now, and with your physique, it's better not to be cold. Master Wan has some reproach, Emperor Tingfeng originally belonged to the kind of physique that was "not easy to raise", and he "tossed" himself three times and twice, I really don't know what people say about him.

Emperor Tingfeng nodded at Master Chong Wan, and said sweetly: "Disciple knows." ”

Just as the uncle and nephew were chatting energetically, a loud shout came from outside the door of Master Wan's residence, howling like a mountain and a river: "Listen to the wind! ”

Hearing a familiar voice from outside the door, Emperor Tingfeng rushed out excitedly, shouting at the other party: "Master Wen, you are also back, long time no see!" Before he saw the other party, Emperor Tingfeng finished saying everything that should be said.

"Oops! How did you get heavier? Being swept away by the human meat balls that rushed over, Master Wen picked up the emperor and listened to the wind, and pricked the other party's small tender meat with his full beard, and said numbly: "Do you miss me?"

Emperor Tingfeng reached out to tweet Master's face closer, "I must have thought about it! He glared at Master Wen with a look of disgust, and his hands kept pushing the other party out.

"Oh, listen to the wind, you've grown up, Master Wen can't hold you anymore. Master Wen directly threw Emperor Tingfeng back to the ground, put it on the ground like throwing something, raised his feet and walked towards Master Wan's position, without looking at Emperor Tingfeng who fell to the ground.

You don't want to think about when you hugged him, Tingfeng was only two years old at that time, and now he is eight years old, where can he have his current weight at the age of two. ”

"No, no, I'm not heavy, it's the old man and Master Wen who always treat me as a child. ”

"Hahahaha......" The two old men laughed happily when they heard the childish words that were so close to life, the way of cultivating immortals will encounter all kinds of dangers, such as their lives, one day is one day less.

If you can't concentrate on the Tao and don't have the sincerity to cultivate, you won't be able to enter the next stage, and it will be very time-consuming and laborious for people like Master Wan to reach the realm of high-level cultivators who have already reached the realm of high-level cultivators.

If an immortal cultivator does not have good spiritual root qualifications, coupled with the assistance of various elixirs and secret medicines, it is a big problem for ordinary cultivators to break through the peak of the late stage of Naling and enter the foundation building, not to mention the higher level of the spiritual silence period.

"Listen to the wind, do you remember the Immortal Cultivation Sect I mentioned to you last time?" Master Wan conjured up a large handful of low-level rune paper out of thin air, and said, "These are specially prepared for you by Old Uncle. ”

"These are all ......" The emperor was stunned for a few seconds, staring at the rune papers in Master Wan's hand, and suddenly realized: "The old man is talking about the Phantom Immortal Sect!"

Master Wan had an imperceptible smile on his face, and looked at Emperor Tingfeng with a very relieved look, "Very good, you still remember." ”

The emperor listened to the wind and twisted his hair that was rubbed by Master Wen, "What's the matter?" With a "puzzled" look, he looked at Master Wan for a while, and then looked at Master Wen for a while.

"In a few days, the Illusory Immortal Sect will recruit new disciples from the outside world, and it's time for it. Master Wan's words with deep meaning reached the ears of Master Wen and Emperor Tingfeng.

"Senior Brother Wan, our Immortal Cultivation Sect is not the Heavenly Dao Sect! Why don't you send Tingfeng to the Heavenly Dao Sect. ”

Hearing Master Wan's topic, Master Wen immediately understood the meaning, and looked very "surprised", and his eyes blinked several times before they stabilized.

"The Heavenly Dao Sect is not suitable for listening to the wind, but I think the Great Sheng Law of the Illusory Immortal Sect is very suitable for him. ”

In order to prevent Emperor Tingfeng from hearing some secrets of the Immortal Cultivation Sect and causing him unnecessary trouble in the future, at this time, Master Wan used the sound transmission technique to talk to Master Wen, ignoring Emperor Tingfeng's curious eyes.

"Dasheng Fa Duel, isn't that the unique self-created technique of the Yuan Ye Master of the Illusory Immortal Sect? How could it be casually taught to a new disciple. ”

"It's a matter of listening to the wind. ”

"Don't say anything, what kind of spiritual root qualification is this kid Tingfeng, and why is it big...... Brother, you can't detect it. ”

Master Wen originally wanted to call Master Wan his eldest brother, but thinking of Master Wan's temper, Master Wen immediately changed his words, and he was very curious about what kind of attribute the spiritual root qualification of Emperor Tingfeng was.

Helplessly, Master Wen secretly concealed that Master Wan had tested the foundation of Emperor Tingfeng several times, and he also couldn't test the spiritual root qualification of Emperor Tingfeng, so he didn't learn the same result from Master Wan, and he thought that Master Wan deliberately sealed the spiritual root of Emperor Tingfeng.

Hmph! Master Wan snorted lightly and said threateningly: "Master Wen, don't try to spy on this child's secret, you can't afford the consequences." A warning and a slightly threatening sentence were explained to Master Wen, who was also curious about the emperor.

"How dare the junior brother, the senior brother is not joking. Master Wen was shocked into a cold sweat behind his back, the spiritual pressure released from Master Wan just now definitely contained killing intent, as long as Master Wan wanted to, his life could be taken by the other party at any time.

Emperor Tingfeng only saw that the mouths of Master Wan and Master Wen were trembling slightly, but he couldn't hear what the two were saying, and he was standing in a very awkward position between the two old men who were dumb.

"Uncle, what kind of dumb riddle are you talking about with Master Wen? It looks so funny, teach me too!"

Emperor Tingfeng, who is just enough to cultivate immortals, although he has learned some simple family spells, and the Benna Spiritual Heart Method is more reliable, he has never heard of any sound transmission techniques, and of course he can't hear Master Wan's terminology.

"Haha! When you reach the realm of foundation building when you cultivate, you will naturally understand. ”

"Foundation building period?" Emperor Tingfeng looked half-understood, what is the foundation building period? What does it have to do with cultivation? These things have never been touched before.

Although Emperor Tingfeng and those family disciples of the Nangong family had been cultivating with them for a period of time, Emperor Tingfeng had never heard anyone mention the connection between realms, levels, spells, and exercises.

"I forgot, you still don't know how many realms and levels there are for cultivating immortals. Only then did Master Wan remember that he had been ignoring the problem, in order for Emperor Tingfeng to enter the sect smoothly, Master Wan approached Emperor Tingfeng and talked to him in detail.

"In this vast world, it is divided into several worlds, among which the world we are in is called the human world, as well as the spirit world, the fairy world and the god world, of which the spirit world also includes the underworld, and the god world is also called the heavenly world. ”

Among them, monks are divided into several types of monks, human cultivation, demon cultivation, demon cultivation, meditation cultivation and mage practice, and the exercises are divided into three categories: art, decision, and law. ”

"The cultivation levels of human monks are divided into, the spiritual period, the foundation building period, the spiritual silence period, the primordial infant period, the primordial spirit stage, and then ascend to the spirit realm to continue the next stage of cultivation. ”

"The realm is divided into several levels, for example, the Naling period is divided into the early stage of Naling, the middle stage of Naling, and the late stage of Naling, and there are also several levels, such as the early stage of Naling, the middle stage of Naling, and the peak of the early Naling. ”

"In addition, immortal cultivators also rely on magic weapons, magic weapons, spirit beasts, control objects, rune paper, and formations...... Secret spells to enhance your fighting prowess. ”

Master Wan was talking endlessly about his various experiences on the side, and the emperor listened to the wind and listened to it interestingly, and even thought of his own situation, lowered his head and muttered to himself, and said in confusion: "You all say that the disciple has a spiritual root, why can't you test the foundation of the disciple?" Or does the disciple have no spiritual root at all?"

Master Wan touched the hair of the emperor Tingfeng, and continued: "The spiritual root is the most basic innate condition for immortal cultivators, of course, people who do not have the qualifications of spiritual roots cannot cultivate immortals, and spiritual roots are also divided into many kinds, and the common ones are the five elements "gold, wood, water, fire, and earth" spiritual roots, especially "wind spiritual roots, ice spiritual roots, thunder spiritual roots" and alien spirit roots. ”

"Listen to the wind, your spiritual root qualification is very likely to be one of the five elements, and it may not be any of these spiritual roots, and it is very likely that it is a special spiritual root or you don't have a spiritual root at all, and the old man can't say it clearly, there is a strong spiritual power in the body, but the spiritual root attribute cannot be measured, and I have never heard of it, alas, ......"