Isn't this a game? How come you guys are really cultivating immortals!

Chapter 307 has rewards

Song Jiulai remained silent.

It's not like she hasn't seen good monks before.

After all, the cultivators of Feique Sect are pretty good.

But this was the first time that someone outside who didn't know me made such a great sacrifice to save me.

Everyone here is in competition.

Sure enough, after the female cultivator in white finished speaking, the female cultivator in gray next to her picked up a flag.

He sneered, "We are all in the early stages of Qi Refining. We are all gathered here to compete for that one spot. You saved her but you saved a competitor. What good will it do you? You are just pretending."

Song Jiulai frowned. Judging from the actions rather than the heart, she was indeed rescued.

At this moment, she looked at the gray-robed female cultivator and said bluntly, "It's none of your business."

"You!" The gray-robed female cultivator looked at Song Jiulai and laughed in anger. "A loser who only made it through the level by being rescued, you dare to yell at me! When we get to the last level, I'll beat you to a pulp."

"..."

System: "I miss it so much! This is the feeling, this is the plot. This is the script I originally arranged for you! It's a pity that you, a player summoner, disrupted all my thoughts."

"..."

Song Jiulai originally wanted to say something, but after hearing what the system said, he was left with nothing but laughter.

So she didn't argue with the gray-robed female cultivator. She lowered her head to look at the white-robed female cultivator and helped her up: "Thank you, fellow Taoist. My name is Jiusong."

She made up a name at random, but it was her original name in reverse order.

No one would have thought of it if the beginning and the end were cut off.

"My name is Lian Mi." said the female cultivator in white.

Song Jiulai helped Lian Mi up and handed her a flag. "Fellow Daoist, please help me through this level. If there's anything I can do to help you later, I'll do my best."

Lian Mi shook his head: "I didn't save you for this."

She saw that Song Jiulai saved people and had a kind heart, so she didn't want Song Jiulai to have any regrets at this stage.

It would be quite ridiculous if she said this to others.

In the world of cultivation, how can there be truly kind people?

Song Jiulai nodded again: "Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist."

She also took a flag herself.

The female cultivator in gray wanted to say something when she saw this.

A booming voice from the sky interrupted them.

"You three have passed this level. The secret to the next level lies in the flags in your hands."

The three of them looked at the flag in their hands together.

"Wait until all the selections are over in three days. You will then join the other cultivators in the early stages of Qi Refining who have reached the second stage. The flag will then be unfurled. At that time, the third stage will officially begin. Rest here for two days."

As he finished speaking, the scene in front of him disappeared again.

When Song Jiu came, what they saw was no longer the small island, but a place with singing birds and fragrant flowers.

There were mortals everywhere.

And it is filled with the atmosphere of worldly life.

Song Jiulai sniffed carefully and could still smell the aroma of food in the air.

Although it’s not as delicious as the ones made by players, it also has its own unique way.

"The mortal world?"

After Lian Mi came out, he took out a second-level pill from the mustard seed bag to replenish his spiritual energy, and his complexion finally looked much better.

She looked around curiously: "Are you asking us to take a break?"

"That should be it." Song Jiulai nodded, adapting to local customs very naturally, and pointed to a place: "Anyway, there are still two days left, and you have nothing to do, I'll treat you to noodles."

Lian Mi was a little surprised. He looked in the direction and indeed saw a noodle shop on the Mortal Street ahead.

She smiled faintly: "Okay."

She is in the early stage of Qi training and has not yet fully practiced fasting.

It is also great to eat some food at this time.

The female cultivator in gray glanced at the two of them coldly.

She seems to be from Antarctica.

Carry ice with you at all times.

Looking at the mortals around him, he frowned slightly, then looked at the flag in his hand.

What is this third level?

The Wanxian Sect has made such a big fuss in order to select the most outstanding disciples from so many people. What kind of excellence does it take?

In the past, they all competed based on their spiritual roots, talents, and comprehension, but this selection by the Wanxian Sect was clearly not that case.

The female cultivator in gray lowered her eyes, turned around and left the spot.

As for Lian Mi and Song Jiulai, she didn't take them seriously at all.

Lian Mi had exposed his full strength when he rescued people, and Jiu Song was a waste who relied on Lian Mi to get in.

Neither of them had the strength to compete with her.

-

"You two are ready."

Two large bowls of steaming noodles were placed in front of them, and Song Jiulai brought them over and started eating with relish.

Because this clone is only at the initial stage of Qi Refining, she now easily feels hungry.

Ever since she established her foundation, she no longer feels hungry.

I want to eat it purely out of greed.

Lian Mi's eating style is more elegant.

She looks like a young lady from a wealthy family, very gentle and well-mannered.

Song Jiulai sighed as he ate his noodles: "The taste isn't strong enough. Beef bone noodle soup is better."

The soup bases made by the players are all made with broth. Even if the ingredients are good, it is difficult for ordinary people today to compete with players who know how to use various seasonings and cooking methods.

"Beef bone noodle soup?" Lian Mi listened with a hint of curiosity: "I've had it before, and this one tastes a bit lighter."

"No, I'm talking about the food I once ate that was made by mortals from a sect." Song Jiulai smiled mysteriously, "It's a sect near my hometown. If there's a chance, I can take you there to try it. The food made by the mortals there is really delicious."

"Is that so?" Lian Mi blinked, actually quite curious: "Then I'll wait."

Song Jiulai smiled and asked directly, "Why did you save me in the second level?"

Lian Mi was stunned for a moment, then casually lowered his head and took a bite of noodles. "Perhaps you will find this ridiculous, but you saved that man earlier, and he turned around and tried to kill you. I don't think you should be killed in the second round because of this kind of accident."

Song Jiulai thought thoughtfully: "I didn't mean to save him at that time."

Just hearing the generous reward, she just didn't take the initiative.

"But you didn't take action in the end, my friend. He let you down." Lian Mi squinted his eyes and said, "I heard that even if you don't get into the Wanxian Sect in the end, as long as you make it to the final stage of the selection, you will receive some rewards from the Wanxian Sect?"

"award?"

This made Song Jiulai curious: "Could it be that some people came here just for this?"

"Yes." Lian Mi nodded. "That's why I came here. With my strength, my chances of becoming the best disciple in the early stage of Qi Refining and entering the Wanxian Sect are slim. As long as I can get the reward from the Wanxian Sect, that would be great."

"Is that so?" Song Jiulai scratched his chin with his fingers: "It seems that the Wanxian Sect is quite generous."

It’s not bad for monks who are about to be eliminated.

But think of the taxes collected by the Wanxian Sect.

No, my heart still bleeds.