Chapter 10: A Lesson Is Owed

The two people who were playing against each other didn't know that in addition to Li Yuanlong, there were a few more bystanders around them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

These people have purple-edged white robes and gold-edged white robes, which shows their status in the Hundred Immortal Sect, not the elder's personal disciples, but also the more prominent inner disciples.

When Li Yuanlong saw the comer, this man and a woman, they were stopped as soon as they wanted to speak out.

The purple-edged and white-robed senior brother waved his hand, and pointed at Luo Jiangshang and Li Rongrong, seemingly not wanting to disturb the chess game between the two.

The two inner disciples were very quiet, and they looked at the chessboard very attentively, and even with Li Yuanlong, they had to be quiet and didn't dare to make a sound.

It was getting late, Luo Jiangshang finally landed, and he hit the door, and Li Rongrong lost all the games.

"In Go, the senior brother is better than the junior sister. ”

"Take!"

The two of them were each modest, only to find strange onlookers.

"I don't know that my brother and sister are coming, and I ask for forgiveness. ”

"It's okay," Senior Sister shook her head with a smile, "Senior Brother Zuo Han and I are just passing by, I didn't expect you to play chess here, and it was the two of us who disturbed us a lot." ”

The inner disciple called Zuo Han also waved his hand, not impressed.

"This is Jin Manning, Senior Sister Jin, and the chief female disciple among the inner disciples. ”

Multiple friends and multiple roads, this kind of friendship that comes to the door, Luo Jiangshang will naturally not let go. Although these two people have a high status, maybe don't go overboard, and you will forget about the thirteen miscellaneous disciples. But even so, it's better than setting up enemies at the inner door.

At this time, it was already dinner time. The five hurriedly said goodbye and left separately.

Luo Jiangshang and the three of them came to the cafeteria, which was already full of miscellaneous disciples.

At a cursory glance, there were at least four or five hundred of them. Among them, there are not only new disciples who have only entered the sect today, but also old disciples who have been cultivating for an unknown number of years. These old disciples are all local people, mortals living around the Hundred Immortal Gates, and the children with immortal roots are born.

The immortal cultivation world opens the mountain gate once in a thousand years, which is a customary rule. In the course of a thousand years, the Immortal Cultivation Sect must also replenish new blood, so there is only one way to let mortals live in the Immortal Sect.

However, it also allowed those old disciples to raise a broken psychology that was above the top.

This can be seen from the clear dividing line between old and new disciples in the cafeteria.

Obviously, the number of new disciples was more than that of the old disciples, and there were three hundred, but the good seats in the cafeteria, the bright seats by the windows, were all occupied by the old disciples.

Seeing this situation, after Li Rongrong cooked, she also wanted to find a corner location.

But his arm was grabbed by Luo Jiangshang and he couldn't break free.

In her trust in Engong, Li Rongrong didn't say anything, but followed Luo Jiangshang to the best position in the canteen.

This is just a disciple's cafeteria, and there are no high-level cultivators. The new disciples hadn't started cultivating yet, and they were bullied by these old disciples, so they were bullied.

However, this kind of obvious dog-eyed behavior of looking down on people will not work here in Luo Jiangshang.

"Follow me!"

With these three words on his lips, Luo Jiangshang's right hand had already quietly cast a spell.

In his mind, he didn't know that there were hundreds or thousands of small spells for the whole person, which would not really hurt people, but they were enough to make the recipient suffer enough.

"Hey, look there, there's another newcomer who doesn't know whether to live or die and wants to challenge Senior Brother Leng!"

"Don't they know that the gap between cultivators and mortals who have not cultivated is simply the distance between heaven and earth?"

There were banter voices in the cafeteria, some invective, some anticipation, and more ridicule.

Li Rongrong listened to it in her ears, and her hand kept shaking the hem of Luo Jiangshang's clothes, but the latter was unmoved.

And Li Yuanlong, at this time, he didn't know where to go, and he hated that he had to know him to be good.

But is Luo Jiangshang a fool?

He is not indifferent to the discussions around him, but he just doesn't pay attention to it.

The world laughs at me for being stupid, the world laughs at me for being stupid, and I make the world surprised me.

Luo Jiangshang and Li Rongrong have already walked to the best table, where four people can sit, but at this time there are only two senior brothers, if you add Luo and Li, it is just right.

"Since there is no one here, my sister and I are welcome. ”

Luo Jiangshang put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and asked Li Rongrong to sit down.

"Could it be that this year's newcomers don't know how to write dead words?"

A senior brother raised his head and didn't look at Luo Jiangshang, but just raised his hand to blow the latter away with a spell, so that he could have a little bitterness. But, how could Luo Jiangshang let him get his wish?

Senior Brother's mana seems to be blocked by a wall, and the wind of mana has nowhere to vent and can only return the way it came.

The senior brother who cast the spell did not expect this result at all, and was sent flying out by his own spell. When he was flying in the air, he reacted and hurriedly adjusted his center of gravity so that his feet touched the ground.

"What's going on?"

He was a little surprised in his heart, this was obviously a battle scumbag who had not cultivated at all, why was the mana bounced back?

The other senior brother looked up at his companion and sneered mercilessly, "Leng Haoran, what's the matter?

Leng Haoran glared at him and said coldly: "This kid is weird, you try?"

Luo Jiangshang also ignored the two, and had already started eating with Li Rongrong, and also served vegetables for each other from time to time.

"Rong Rong, this shrimp is delicious, can you taste one?"

"The mushroom pot is cooking well, you are so thin, you need to eat a little more. ”

At this time, another senior brother who was sitting in his seat finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, I said boy, do you want to cut off your hand or your foot? My name is Vogel, you remember it for me. ”

As he spoke, Fu Gaojie had already stood up, condensed a mana ball in his hand, yellow flashing, very dazzling in the dim canteen. He was about to hit the ball at Luo Jiangshang, but the beam on the roof suddenly fell, and with a 'spray', it smashed on Fu Gaojie's Baihui acupoint.

The orb of mana lost control and quickly dissipated into the air.

Vogel covered his head and gasped in his mouth, apparently in great pain.

At this time, Luo Jiangshang finally stopped his chopsticks, turned his head, and looked at the two senior brothers.

"Senior Brother Leng, Senior Brother Fu, I'm really embarrassed. ”

"I was born with a broom and a declining god, and as long as someone I don't like, near me, I will encounter all kinds of unfortunate things. ”

Luo Jiangshang's implication was naturally that he didn't like the two senior brothers, and if the two of them approached Luo Jiangshang's side in the future, they would definitely be retaliated against by the god of decay and encounter unlucky things.

"Bad luck, it may be good for a while, or it may be a lifetime, and I ask the two senior brothers to take care of it. ”

It's just a curse type spell in the left path, which can cast a curse on a person whose cultivation is lower than that of the caster, making him 'haunted by bad luck'.

If the other party is a mortal, then this 'bad luck' may really be a lifetime, knowing that the caster lifts the curse. If the other party is just a monk with a lower cultivation, then the duration of the curse will naturally be determined by the gap between the two people's cultivation.

Because Luo Jiangshang's cultivation of the "Returning to the Tibetan Immortal Codex" is completely different from the cultivation system of the Hundred Immortal Sect, even the division of the cultivation realm is also different.

The "Returning to the Tibetan Immortal Canon" divides the monks into six stages, training the body as a tool, inducing qi into the body, practicing the spirit and returning to the void, returning to the yuan and concentrating the spirit, gathering the top of the three flowers, and crossing the tribulation and ascending. At the beginning, the evil Taoist personally practiced the body for Luo Jiangshang, and soon opened up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and entered the stage of inducing qi into the body, which also shows that the "Returning to the Tibetan Immortal Classic" is an immortal method of practicing the body first and then practicing the qi.

The disciples of the Hundred Immortal Sect, once they begin to breathe and cultivate, the aura of heaven and earth is transformed into mana, and it is directly stored in the dantian. Cultivation can be subdivided into nine stages, Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, out-of-body, concentrating, merging, Dacheng, and crossing.

Leng Haoran and Fu Gaojie are the two with the highest cultivation among the miscellaneous disciples, but they are only high-level Qi cultivators, and they only step into the cultivation of immortals with half a foot. And Luo Jiangshang's qi introduction into the body has long been stable, and he has already advanced towards the cultivation of the gods and returning to the void, even in the face of the Jindan masters, he will not fall behind at all.

How could it be that a disciple who only cultivated Qi could contend with it?

Fu Gaojie still doesn't believe in evil, and is ready to cast a spell to teach this newcomer who doesn't know the rules a hard lesson.

But, he either tripped over a stool or fell inexplicably.

After doing this more than a dozen times, Fu Gaojie's heart was a little broken, and even he began to believe in the so-called 'decay god possession'. As everyone knows, 'bad luck' will be with him for at least a month.

"You...... You wait, I'm covered by Senior Brother Bai...... Senior Brother Bai is about to succeed in building the foundation, and when the time comes, Senior Brother Bai will definitely make you unable to eat and walk around......"

Fu Gaojie put down the cruel words, and wanted to leave with Leng Haoran, but saw Leng Haoran cross-legged on the ground, with a painful and excited expression on his face, knowing that this person was in a state of cultivation, and if he was suddenly disturbed, there would be a high chance of going mad.

So, he snorted coldly and walked out of the cafeteria.

Everyone saw that Fu Gaojie didn't take a few steps, and he would always be unlucky for a few seconds, either smashed or fell to the ground, which looked very weird.

Luo Jiangshang could finally eat a meal quietly, this was his first meal in Baixianmen.

At this time, Li Yuanlong, who didn't know where to go, reappeared, sat at the dinner table, and opened his mouth to say sycophants.

"Senior Brother Luo, I knew that you were superior and didn't show your face, hehehe, even Senior Brother Leng and Senior Brother Fu, who ranked first and second among the miscellaneous disciples, couldn't fight you......"

"I'm just like you, I don't cultivate, I'm just a natural broom star, and anyone who comes close to me will be unlucky. ”

Luo Jiangshang said quietly, Li Yuanlong had to shut up, and his body was still shrinking outside, for fear that what Luo Jiangshang said was true, then it would be really unlucky.

After two quarters of an hour of eating, the disciples in the cafeteria dispersed one after another, leaving only Leng Haoran, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground.

After a while, Leng Haoran opened his eyes and looked at Luo Jiangshang without squinting.

Li Yuanlong also thought that this Senior Brother Leng was not good, so he immediately jumped up, and even the bowl was hit to the ground and split in half, just wanting to get out of here quickly.

However, Leng Haoran obviously didn't come to find fault.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Luo. ”

While speaking, Leng Haoran's temperament changed, and in the eyes of Li Yuanlong and Li Rongrong, they only felt that Senior Brother Leng was even more confusing, like the clouds in the sky and the fog in the mountains, there was an attraction that made people fall in.

Luo Jiangshang shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm just a mortal who hasn't cultivated yet, what do you have to thank me? It's just your own persistence and hard work." ”

Leng Haoran is more mature than Fu Gaojie in terms of character, and his mind is also firmer than Fu Gaojie.

When he had just cursed in the middle of the left path, he had already felt that this spell had no ill will towards the recipient. It is only when the recipient has bad intentions towards the caster that the curse takes effect, transferring the bad intentions to the surrounding environment. It is equivalent to that the recipient has bad intentions towards nature, and the so-called curse is just a small punishment of nature for the recipient.

Discovering this principle, Leng Haoran calmed down and began to crack the curse.

Unexpectedly, the extremely concentrated spiritual power not only broke the curse, but also made Leng Haoran's realm that had not moved for twenty or thirty years loosen a little.

He may be the one who has the fastest breakthrough to the foundation among the miscellaneous disciples, and he will be promoted to become an outer disciple.