Projection Upgrade Tour

Chapter 193 The Cultivator

Only those who have nothing will practice martial arts
This sentence put Chen An to Fan at the time, and kept him silent for a long time, not knowing what to say.

Then he knew where the cultivation base of Liu Family Patriarch and others came from.

Drugs.

Yes, it's just pills.

There are not only immortal practitioners in this world, but also medicinal pills refined by many practitioners.

And purely in terms of effect, it is many times stronger than the pills in the world of Daliang.

For example, the cultivation of the Liu family master and others came from taking drugs. They didn't suffer any hardships in the whole process, and they didn't practice martial arts seriously and practically.

This is really enviable.

Chen An secretly envied.

When he first practiced martial arts, although he spent most of the time on the hook, he had suffered a lot anyway.

At least those sweats were poured out for real, and there was nothing false.

Even if he can make money later, the source power he needs to open the hook is also accumulated by himself little by little.

Just like these people in the Liu family, they can raise their cultivation base directly by taking drugs.

Seeing this, Chen An suddenly felt that the decline of martial arts in this world did not seem to be without a root cause.

Compared with cultivating immortals, martial artist cultivation is tiring and time-consuming, and the upper limit is quite limited. In this world, you can only cultivate to the level of forging at most.

On the other hand, look at those who are related to immortals.
They don't even need to be cultivators themselves, they only need to have some relationship with those cultivators, and they can obtain medicinal pills through this relationship, so as to easily improve their cultivation base.

In exchange, no one is willing to practice martial arts hard.

Chen An sighed silently, and then his face returned to normal.

After a while, under the leadership of the Liu family's head, they walked to the other side.

This is a large hall, very close to the location of the City Lord's Mansion.

In front of the main hall, someone is already counting at this moment.

"Chen's family, three of the lower class and two of the third class."

Sounds came from the front, looking like this, it seems to be counting the number of people?
"Isn't this Liu Patriarch?"

Seeing the person in charge of statistics ahead, the Liu family head bowed his hands very politely, and then brought Chen An and the three forward.

"Liu's family, there are two people in the lower class, and one in the second class."

The hoarse voice continued to sound on the spot, until the second class seemed to pause subconsciously.

And as the voice sounded everywhere, all eyes were drawn towards Chen An and landed on him.

Even with Chen An's senses, he could easily feel the faint but real voices of discussion everywhere.

For the existence of Chen An, many aristocratic families in Jiulin City actually know it.

After all, Chen An's previous noise was too loud.

However, they were somewhat surprised, and even a little surprised, that Chen An finally chose the Liu family.

After all, among the aristocratic families, the Liu family's power is not too strong, it can only be regarded as a rising star.

"Congratulations to Master Liu."

Glancing at Chen An, the reporter quickly turned his attention to Patriarch Liu and gave him a smile: "It seems that this time, Patriarch Liu will definitely be able to get the reward."

"A second-class qualification, I don't know what will be rewarded."

His tone sounded envious.

The head of the Liu family was very calm, but smiled apologetically: "Where is it, it's just a fluke, I dare not ask for a reward."

"Okay, let's hurry in."

The reporter nodded, and then let the three of Chen An walk in.

As for the head of the Liu family, he was blocked outside and could not follow him in.

Chen An was not surprised, but walked forward with the two behind him.

A dedicated servant stepped forward and led them forward.

After a while, they walked into the hall.

There are many people standing inside now.

With a rough look, Chen An could count five or sixty people, and the number is still increasing.

These should be the immortal seedlings collected by many aristocratic families in Jiulincheng.

Counting the number, it is also correct.

Chen An nodded secretly, and was then dragged to the front by the servant.

The two children behind him subconsciously wanted to follow, but were finally stopped and stood in the last row

Although there are many people here, there is still a basic order.

The more forward people are, the rarer they are, and the more backward people are, the more people there are.

As for the basis for sorting, it seems to be qualifications?

Chen Anxin thought about it, and then walked to the front row unknowingly.

Looking up, except for a lot of people standing behind, there is no one left or right in front.

This suddenly stunned him.

Not so much, right?

How did this place pull it, even the second-class qualifications can only make up for him alone?
He looked behind him with an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

He knows his aptitude and is definitely not top notch.

Back in the Daliang world, Empress Luoshan evaluated his aptitude, thinking that although his martial arts aptitude was top-notch, his cultivation aptitude was mediocre, and it was just an ordinary choice.

At that time, Chen An was still a little depressed, and felt that he might not be able to get rid of the curse of mediocrity in his life.

But look now.
Isn't that okay?
The mediocrity in Empress Luoshan's mouth was almost a dimensionality reduction blow.

Chen An glanced at it, not to mention the second-class qualifications behind him, and even the third-class qualifications were few, accounting for only one-third of everyone.

The rest are all inferior qualifications that are not in the flow.

Can it be like this?
Chen Anxin was a little speechless. At this time, he understood why the Liu family treated him like that and took care of him like a baby.

He was a little embarrassed before.

But now, he is still naive.

In the eyes of these people, he is really a baby.

Isn't it.

At this moment, Chen An is standing there, basically the core and focus of everyone.

If this is not a baby, what is a baby?
Chen An endured the gazes of everyone, and felt strange no matter what.

You see, but can you not be so blatant?

I'm really not used to it.

He complained silently in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change, and he remained calm all the time.

After a while, Chen An was finally not standing alone.

A young girl walked in from the outside world, with her head held high, wearing a red robe, she looked like a proud phoenix, showing off her colors everywhere.

As soon as this girl appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of the people around.

"This is Liu Roujun, the direct daughter of the city owner's family."

Chen An whispered all over the place: "I didn't expect that this time, even her came together."

The daughter of the city owner's family?

Chen Anxin flashed this thought, followed the gazes of other people nearby, and looked forward.

Under his gaze, the girl slowly moved forward, and then slowly walked in front of him under Chen An's somewhat unexpected gaze.

This city lord's direct daughter turned out to be a second-class qualification.

And looking at the reactions and whispers of the people around, this is not a parallel import like Chen An, but a first-class qualification.

In other words, this lady of the city owner is only one step away from the first-class qualifications, and her own background is noble enough, and she can be described as a beautiful girl.

As if feeling Chen An's gaze, Liu Roujun turned around, nodded at him, and then turned around and walked aside.

Chen An smiled rightly, but then when he saw this guy who wasn't interested in talking, he didn't make fun of himself, he just stood silently on the side.

To a certain extent, the arrival of the city owner finally made Chen An less embarrassed.

He was the first to stand in the front row before, and it was really cold at the heights.

Now it's hard to come to the individual to share the pressure, isn't this a good thing?

Time passed slowly.

After half an hour, people outside came in one after another.

Only then did someone walk into the hall.

It was a middle-aged man with a serious face, wearing a gray Taoist robe, and the whole person looked very serious.

He stood in front of the high platform, looked at the people who started, and said nothing, but said lightly: "Everyone, come with me."

The voice fell, and he left directly.

Behind them, Chen An and the others looked at each other, then without any hesitation, they stepped forward.

Walking out of the hall, there are carriages in front of them.

Chen An was a little surprised.

He originally thought that although this kind of cultivator travels, although he can't say how much noise it makes, it must be different from ordinary people, right?

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a tool like a carriage in the end.

But even though he was surprised, at least on the bright side, he didn't say anything, and sat in the carriage neatly.

The treatment of second-class qualifications is dented again.

All around, there were six or seven people in a carriage, but when Chen An and Liu Roujun were here, they both rode together in one car.

There's no way, it's only the two of them who let the second-class qualifications.

The middle-aged man was easy and straightforward to assign.

Before entering the carriage, Chen An looked at the middle-aged man before, with some curiosity in his eyes.

For the life of a practitioner, this is the first time he has seen other than Bai Qing.

And although Bai Qing is also a cultivator, when he was in the Daliang world, because of the world itself, many mystical mysteries were not manifested, and they looked the same as before, with no difference.

Compared with that, the practitioner in front of him is more worthy of study.

"Strength is roughly equivalent to inner qi?"

Chen An glanced at the other party, and this thought flashed through his mind.

The opponent is not a warrior, so the assessment of strength cannot be judged by the characteristics of the warrior.

However, as an innate master, Chen An's own qi induction is still very strong, and the strength of the other party can be clearly understood by simply feeling it.

Under his feeling, the strength of the middle-aged man in front of him should be roughly equivalent to the great achievement of inner qi.

This strength is nothing in Chen An's eyes, but it is already incredible here.

After all, a martial artist can only cultivate to the peak of body forging.

In this case, a cultivator whose strength is equivalent to the great achievement of internal energy, isn't this a dimensionality reduction blow?
(End of this chapter)