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

Chapter 298 Staying in Wangan County for a Few Days

The system was silent for a few seconds: "I can't detect it."

The system is only sensitive to significant energy.

And his strength follows Song Jiu.

Song Jiulai felt something was wrong through his consciousness, but the system could not detect it without obvious fluctuations.

Sometimes it may be your own illusion.

But it is impossible for a monk to have such an illusion.

Since the beginning of practice, the mysterious feelings of those who practice Taoism will gradually deepen.

So someone was following her!

This person is not only stronger than her, but can also completely hide his traces.

His cultivation is unfathomable.

You can only be vigilant, you can't resist.

But the other party didn't attack her. What was he observing?

Song Jiulai knew very well that there was no way to resist such a person, and the system energy pool could now save her life.

But it can only be used at extremely critical moments.

In this situation, one can only guess when she was targeted.

This isn't right. No one should be familiar with this face.

She changed into a new nun's face.

She had never had this illusion before—it was when she came out of Xuanwu City this time.

Song Jiulai raised his eyebrows slightly, "Forget it, just pretend you don't know."

After all, if the other party wanted to take action, they should have done so long ago.

Just be careful when practicing Yuehua Sword Technique these days.

Although this is a lost ancient martial art, with the knowledge of the Art of All Living Beings in front of him, Song Jiulai cannot be completely sure that no one in the Yunzhou Continent knows about it.

But it is probably impossible that you have seen similar skills before, otherwise would the system assign such a skill that is obviously going to cause trouble to the player to practice?

It would be exposed in just a few minutes.

There are all kinds of strange martial arts in the Yunzhou Continent, so it is better for players to stay away from people when using them. At least there is a palm thunder to protect them.

There is also an advanced technique for Palm Thunder called Lightning Wing Dance, which is also an unheard-of technique, but the conditions are more stringent.

You have to master all the palm thunders before you can practice them.

Song Jiulai himself hasn't yet mastered the palm thunder.

You can only practice it after reaching the Golden Core Stage.

If this feeling of being followed continues, she will have no choice but to return to Xuanwu City for a while.

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"Apart from those two mysterious monks, there are no other problems with the Feique Sect."

Inside the Wang'an County Inn, Yin Da returned from gathering information and said to Gong Xingsi, "Wang'an County is nice, but do we still need to stay here, Young Master?"

Gong Xingsi was silent.

Yin San was particularly curious: "What is there on Feique Mountain? I always feel that the spiritual energy there is different from other places."

Yin Da frowned: "That is also the secret of other sects, don't go and pry into it."

Under normal circumstances, they could use their spiritual sense to find out this information.

But for others, releasing spiritual consciousness randomly is a very offensive behavior to other cultivators.

It’s an offense to a small sect, but since I learned that there are two mysterious monks in this county.

Yin Da and the others didn't dare to cause trouble.

Although they are members of the Yinxiao Sect, they cannot be so rampant in the territory of the Wanxian Sect.

Gong Xingsi didn't care about this question. He just gently expressed his insights from the past two days living in Wang'an County: "The mortals and monks here are different from those in other places."

"It's more than just different!" Yin Da said, "Those cultivators aren't very particular anymore. I don't see them practicing at all. They hang out with a bunch of mortals every day, doing weird things. Some even specialize in food research. In all my years of cultivation, I've never seen such passive cultivators."

If a cultivator does not work hard to cultivate, then that is no different from not doing his job properly.

Yin Er and other cultivators were very confused: "Being too involved in the mundane world is not good for cultivation. Mortals are inherently inferior..."

Before he could finish, Gong Xingsi suddenly smiled slowly.

Yin Er suddenly didn't dare to speak.

Because he thought that the young master had lost his cultivation and was no different from an ordinary person in the eyes of others.

What they are saying here, isn’t that slandering the young master!

He quickly added, "Young Master, you are different from ordinary people. You were born with spiritual roots..."

"Mortals are inferior, but before we were born, we were all mortals." Gong Xingsi showed no anger on his face. He just pursed his lips and smiled faintly, with a hint of self-mockery between his brows. "It's just that we are born with spiritual roots, which distinguishes us from mortals. If cultivators are different from mortals, how could we come out of a mortal's belly?"

Yin San stuttered: "Young Master, the Palace Master was a cultivator before. The Palace Master is not an ordinary person..."

"My mother's parents before her were mortals." Gong Xingsi said this calmly: "She just joined the Yinxiao Sect when she was young."

As soon as these words came out, the four brothers of the Yin family did not dare to speak.

Gong Xingsi ignored their thoughts and just murmured, "But I have never seen them. My mother was already hundreds of years old when she gave birth to me. They have long since turned to dust and entered the cycle of reincarnation."

He stood up and walked to the window.

With just his own sight, he saw the mortals passing by.

Most of them have smiles on their faces and carry various burdens on their shoulders. Even if they are not as immortal as the immortals, they are not as numb as the Tianyang Sect.

A little girl in a beautiful dress ran over and talked to another mortal girl.

They spoke quite loudly, and Gong Xingsi could vaguely hear some of it.

"In class today, the teacher said that we can choose many career options in Wang'an County in the future. What do you want to do?"

"Hmm... I want to be a scientist. I want to study that tool that the teacher mentioned, one that can take off without spirit stones, and can carry mortals into the air!"

Gong Xingsi lowered his eyes.

"Does that thing really exist? How can it take off without spirit stones? Besides immortals, can we really fly? What if we can't create it?"

"Then just keep researching. With the teachers here, we'll figure it out!"

……

Gong Xingsi didn't understand what that thing was either.

But he felt something.

In his eyes, mortals were weak, helpless, and in need of protection.

Their lifespan is too short, just a few decades, a blink of an eye.

What can a mortal do in a few decades?

They can't even protect themselves.

Those who practice Taoism have their own pursuits.

Mortals also have their own pursuits.

They were originally of the same race, but with the same spiritual root, they took different paths.

He seemed to have thought of something.

But, does a magic weapon that can take off without relying on spirit stones really exist?

how can that be possible?

What kind of people are the teachers in Wangan County?

Why would they teach mortals such things?

How did they know this?

Many thoughts flashed through Gong Xingsi's mind in an instant.

He suddenly thought that although his life was only fifteen years long, he wanted to stay in Wang'an County for a longer time.

As for that instruction.

It's just a faint hope.

Whether you can find it or not, and whether there is still a chance to recover, all depends on fate.