Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

  Chapter 97 One person, one shadow attracts the situation in Beijing! (35 more, please subscribe!)

  Vietnam!

   This is the capital of Yue State!

  It is not only the largest city in the country of Yue, but also happens to be located in the center of the heart of the country.

  In such an urban area, naturally every inch of land and every inch of gold is already in it.

   Not only are the prices of houses and the like several times higher than in ordinary cities, even if some people are willing to pay a higher price, no one is willing to sell them.

   After all, living in Yuejing is a status symbol in itself.

  The entire city is well-organized and divided into four regions: southeast, north, and west.

  Eastern District, there are some wealthy businessmen, but the mansions and courtyards are built more magnificently and taller than the other.

  Where the West District is far away from the East District, it is full of uneven flat houses, in which people live in the bottom of the capital, poor people, rascals and idlers...

  Beicheng District is where the imperial city is located, so naturally people outside the imperial family will not be allowed to live in it.

  The corresponding Nancheng District is the residence of noble officials, big and small.

  The residences here are all built by the government, and they are distributed among the officials strictly according to their rank and rank.

  No one dares to expand and modify at will, otherwise they will commit the crime of overstepping the law.

  As a relative of the emperor and the younger brother of Emperor Yue, King Xin's palace is naturally one of the best houses in this area!

  From the moment of entry, people can feel the aristocratic atmosphere of Rongji's minister.

  A middle-aged man with a clean face quickly stepped over a pair of ferocious bronze lion statues in front of the door, and walked into the palace of Prince Xin under the watchful eyes of sixteen well-armored elite soldiers.

  Walk through the pavilion and pass the courtyard, between seven turns and eight turns.

  Before the middle-aged man came to a deep inner courtyard of the palace, he said in a deep voice with no expression on his face: "Little prince, I have news!"

   "Director Wang, come in."

   Manager Wang listened and walked in.

  I saw a tall, gentle, slender, white-clothed young man in his twenties, coming out of the bedroom.

   In every move, he is polite and personable.

   Absolutely fits the dream lover image of most Huaichun girls.

  Director Wang looked at him, his expression changed slightly: "It seems that your Heisha Shura Kungfu has made some progress, and you have actually entered the sixth level of Qi Refining."

   "Hey, it's not that the cultivators of the blood sacrifice last time were all good."

  The little prince was proud, and then said: "What's the matter, what happened in the church?"

  Director Wang nodded: "The believers found that there were three more groups of cultivators in the capital."

   "A group of four or five people, male and female, are very powerful. They may be monks in the Foundation Establishment period. The believers dare not approach them, lest they be discovered."

   "The other group has a lot of people, seven or eight people."

   "It looks like they are casual cultivators, but their cultivation base is average. The strongest is only the 11th level of Qi Refining, and the difference is eight or nine levels..."

   "The last group, there is only one person!"

  The little prince who was listening quietly raised his eyebrows at the end: "There is only one person? What kind of cultivation?"

   "Only the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining, this person is very good at restraining breath."

  Director Wang shook his head slightly: "If it wasn't for the accidental discovery that this person is holding a needle-shaped jade talisman in his hand, which seems to be trying to activate it, and exudes a little spiritual energy, I am afraid that he would not have noticed that it is a cultivator."

  The little prince nodded, with greed flashing across his eyes.

  He turned his head to look at Director Wang: "You and I have presided over the affairs of the Yuejing altar, not once or twice, it is still the old rule, first easy and then difficult..."

   "Do it tonight!"

   "Catch that lone cultivator first!"

   "Look at the strength. If it's good, you can try to recruit it. If it's average, you're still stubborn...then throw it into a blood prison, a blood sacrifice!"

"what do you think?"

  Director Wang has no objection to this decision.

   It’s just that there is a request…

   If it is a blood sacrifice, then tonight he will go to the blood prison to practice.

  The little prince listened, sneered, and understood that the other party was stimulated by his progress in cultivation.

   However, I don't mind either.

  He practiced Heisha Shura Kung Fu, if it is too fast, there will be backlash.

   At that time, you will not be able to control yourself, and you need to grab the immortal cultivator to absorb the true essence to suppress it.

  The two continued to discuss the arrangements for the other two groups.

  The casual cultivators of the second group received the same sentence as a lone cultivator.

   However, execute at a later time.

  Facing the first group, those four or five immortal cultivators are very likely to have Foundation Establishment cultivators...

  The expressions of the two became slightly serious just now.

   "Currently, in the church, the masters of the foundation establishment stage are all out to preside over the branch affairs. Of the four blood servants next to the leader, two of them just entered the foundation establishment stage not long ago."

   "I think we should stay away from the edge for now."

  The little prince frowned and said in a deep voice, appearing extremely afraid: "We should wait for the leader to come out of closed-door retreat before discussing it. After all, he is a monk in the foundation-building period..."

  When the manager Wang heard the words, a trace of regret appeared on his clean face, so he could only nod his head.

"Pity!"

   "I heard that the leader's retreat this time is to attack the late stage of foundation establishment, and it is precisely the blood sacrifice that needs the monks in the foundation establishment stage!"

   "If you can capture them all, it will be a great achievement!"

   "From now on, I will naturally have the opportunity to be promoted to Foundation Establishment!"

   "Such a good opportunity... but it can only be missed..."

  Listening to Mr. Wang's words, the little prince pouted a little depressed.

   Yes, a great achievement!

  Such a great achievement is enough to exchange for a chance to be promoted to Foundation Establishment in the future!

   Even if he is the registered disciple of the leader, he can't help being moved!

  The two have finished their discussion.

  Let’s go to the teaching altar in Yuejing together and gather people.

  Tonight.

   Act first and arrest the lone cultivator.

  …

  …

  The sun sets.

  Pave a golden avenue for the people who go home from Yuejing.

  Among the bustling traffic and the hustle and bustle, the smell of fireworks began to gradually permeate.

  The most famous Babao Building in Yuejing, an Accord.

  Five men and women, dressed in brocade and jade robes, are all suave and suave, like a fairy.

  While there are many exquisite dishes on the white jade table, there are very few traces of being touched.

   "Brother, is that monk named Li Feiyu of the Moon Sect really so powerful?"

   "It's not long after entering the middle stage of foundation establishment, and you can kill a fourth-level monster alone?"

  A strong and strong man near the window looked excitedly at the thin Confucian scholar in his thirties sitting on the main seat.

  Listening to the words, he nodded helplessly when he saw the skinny Confucian scholar called Senior Brother.

  The other three present here are elegant young men in white robes, a handsome young man in his twenties with red lips and white teeth, and a fair, round-faced girl who seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

   Seeing the helplessness of the big brother, they all laughed.

  That round-faced girl has two shallow dimples when she smiles, which is very cute.

  Attracting the refined and elegant young man in the white robe, doting and admiration appeared in his eyes.

   "So powerful, then I must have a chance to compete with him!"

   "It's been a long time since I, Song Meng, have met a new and powerful monk of the same level!"

   "He can kill level 4 monsters, it doesn't count that I bullied him and it's not long since he entered the middle stage of foundation establishment!"

  The strong man named Song Meng is full of fighting spirit.

   It seems that they can't wait to find each other now, and then have a hearty fight!

  The elegant young man in white robe on one side frowned slightly.

   "Don't think about fighting bravely and fiercely all day long. Besides, that fellow Daoist Li can kill a fourth-level monster by himself. His strength is amazing. It must not be easy. Don't talk nonsense, saying that you can bully or not bully."

   "Third senior brother, you will build up the ambitions of others and destroy your own prestige!"

  Song Meng snorted dissatisfied.

   "It's only been a year since he entered the middle stage of foundation establishment, his realm is quite stable, and his magical powers are still shallow. How can he be my opponent who has entered the middle stage of foundation establishment for more than ten years?"

  The handsome young man with red lips and white teeth asked curiously: "Fourth senior brother is so confident, how likely is he to win against this fellow Daoist Li?"

   "The odds of victory are within our grasp!"

  Song Meng smiled slightly, confident: "I know all the five elements and spells, and I can easily master intermediate spells. Beating him is like tearing a painting!"

  As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the rest of the people became a little more serious.

   There was no objection.

  They are all brothers in the same school, so they all know that Song Meng's five-element magic talent is the best in the same school, and he is indeed qualified to be proud.

   "I believe in the fourth brother!"

  The round-faced girl with dimples smiled and expressed support.

   Song Meng listened, and immediately burst into laughter, laughing happily.

   Seeing the noisy scene in front of him, Yu Kun smiled and shook his head.

  By taking advantage of the master's opportunity to lead the disciples in the Qi refining period to participate in the Scarlet Trial.

  He took the third junior brother Liu Jing, the fourth junior brother Song Meng, the younger junior Wu Xuan, and the seventh junior sister Zhong Weiniang out to get some air.

  By the way, let’s talk about the Lingshi Mine a year ago.

   Never thought that Song Meng, a combat madman, after hearing about Li Feiyu beheading the fourth-level monster, became frenzied in his fighting spirit and clamored to defeat Li Feiyu.

   Shaking his head.

  Yu Kun got up and walked to the balcony, enjoying the sunset breeze.

  The sunset is infinitely good, but it is almost dusk.

  Looking at the busy traffic in the setting sun outside the window, Yu Kun is very yearning.

  He is a lively person, otherwise he wouldn't sneak out with his younger brothers and sisters.

   But the Lvbo Cave is really boring.

  Only the master, mother and Song Meng lived in Lvbo Cave, and the rest had caves outside.

  No one speaks on weekdays.

  Thinking about these things, Yu Kun's eyes drifted away.

  Suddenly.

  Looking at a figure in the crowd, he was inexplicably dazzled.

  Suspected that he was wrong.

   I was about to take another serious look.

  But that figure has already turned a corner and disappeared...

   "It's not such a coincidence, is it?"

   Yu Kun doubted his gaze: "No, it should be a mistake, the other party has no aura of cultivating immortals, just a mortal!"

   Seems to have figured it out, so he shook his head indifferently.

   Continue to turn around and start chatting with the younger brothers and younger sisters.

  After tonight, they will return to Huangfeng Valley.

  Before the master comes back, you must not show your traces, so as not to be punished.

   Alley.

  Half shadow, half sun.

  Li Feiyu turned a corner, stopped, and glanced sideways with slightly squinted eyes.

  His nameless breath-containing skill was shown for the first time in front of old monster Qiong not long ago, but he was praised repeatedly for its ingenuity.

  But there are still immortal cultivators other than the Heisha Sect, who are eyeing him?

   You must know that he was facing the Heisha Cultists and deliberately leaked his breath, so that the other party discovered that he was a cultivator.

   Soon, though.

  He felt the other party's gaze flicker again, as if it was a misunderstanding.

  Li Feiyu shook his head, restrained his thoughts, and looked at the needle-shaped jade talisman in his hand...

   This is the messenger jade talisman that old monster Qiong gave him.

  Once it is crushed, the opponent will come to rescue him, but it also means that the training has failed!

  And this time experience...

  The moment he saw the city of Yuejing, he knew that the target was the Heisha Sect!

  The seven major sects have always had an unwritten rule that the disciples of the seven major sects are strictly prohibited from stepping into the imperial city, in case any faction will hold the royal family hostage and cause disadvantages to the other sects.

  So for hundreds of years, there was not even a shadow of a disciple of the Seven Sects in the imperial city of Yue State.

  As long as the emperor of Yue does not make any big mistakes of disrespect to the seven factions, the people of the seven factions are completely free to him.

   But this rule is obviously invalid for the wandering old monster Qiong.

  Old monster Qiong came here once when he was bored in the early years, and he discovered the existence of the Heisha Sect long ago!

  As for why they knew it, they just let it go and let Yue Huang and Heisha Sect carry out blood sacrifice methods that are not allowed by the seven major sects.

  The reason is also very simple.

   A character like Old Monster Qiong has never distinguished between good and evil, and only believes in the strong preying on the weak.

  Tend to fight for experience, don't like to practice hard.

  In his eyes, those monks who were sacrificed by blood were weak flesh.

   To die is to die.

   Similarly, the Heisha Sect and Yuehuang are just ants in his eyes.

   Naturally, I don't care what the ants are doing!

   If it wasn't for the training of his apprentice, Old Monster Qiong probably wouldn't even remember the existence of Heisha Cult!

  (end of this chapter)