Cultivators Have No Lust

Immortal cultivators have no lust Author: Mu Yue

"If those immortal cultivators can also inherit their lineages, it won't be long before the whole world will be immortal cultivators, and no amount of resources will be able to support them."

"It makes sense, so immortal cultivators can't inherit the lineage, and can't have lust, this is only fair."

Chapter 1 Everyone is serious

"Huh? A rookie who is only at the early stage of Qi training, how could he dare to come to this Stormy Valley, can't he think so hard?"

In the only tavern in the nearest town in Storm Valley, every guest would involuntarily have such questions when they entered the door.

Because the man sitting on the most eye-catching seat facing the door is too conspicuous.

People who come here must at least have the strength of Qi training in the middle and late stages, otherwise let alone compete for the morning and evening dew in the valley, I am afraid that even the monsters along the way will be difficult.

That person's strength was ridiculously low, but he was eye-catching.

What was even more murderous was that the man was harassing a woman next door at this time.

"Really, I, Yuan Xingcai, have the strength in the early stage of Qi training, how dare I lie to you?" At this time, the man spread his hands, as if he was saying something to the woman.

The woman was already at the late stage of Qi training, and she could easily kill the man with just a move of her fingers.

The two obviously didn't know each other. The woman slightly raised her hands in front of her body to be on guard at the beginning of the man's conversation, as if she wanted to strike at any time.

However, after hearing Yuan Xing's last sentence to remind her of her strength, the alert look on the woman's face was much calmer, and she even put her hands down.

It's only in the early stage of qi training, even if he fights standing up, he can't even break his own body-protecting true qi.

The woman looked around carefully, then lowered her voice and said, "So, you mean, all the drinks in this tavern have been poisoned?"

The man who called himself Yuan Xing nodded and said: "That's right, you also know that in order to grab the morning dew, those people can do anything, catch everyone present here, and it will be a lot easier when they compete later."

The woman frowned and said: "Impossible, whoever dares to do such a thing in the city, the city lord here will not let him go."

Yuan Xing said with a smile: "Hey, is it your first time to go out? This is just a small town, one hundred and eight thousand miles away from the main city. When the city lord brings people here, who can we find?"

The woman thought for a while, took a deep breath, and was about to exercise to check the situation in her body.

Yuan Xing hurriedly said: "You want to meditate and improve your skills when you are surrounded by enemies? Isn't that courting death?"

After being reminded by this, the woman remembered that although the man in front of her is low in strength, don't be afraid, but there are a lot of mid-to-late stage powerhouses around.

Yuan Xing said again: "Well, if you still don't believe me, I will prove it to you."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and reached out to the woman's fair and pretty face.

The woman frowned, but she thought that the other party was only at the early stage of Qi training and could not cause harm to herself, so she didn't dodge, her eyes were fixed on the hand that was getting closer.

His hand touched Ruyu's cheek as he wished, and after a brief stroking for a while, he slid down the cheek, slid across Yu's neck, and then stretched in from the collar, touching his round shoulders.

And even so, the woman still didn't have the slightest intention to stop. Instead, she blinked her big eyes, tilted her head, and looked puzzled.

Whether they were in front of the public, Yuan Xing was still watched by everyone. At this time, in the eyes of everyone, they really saw all the process.

However, no one stopped them, not even the slightest bit of strangeness was revealed by everyone. The scene they saw seemed to be the most common and inconspicuous thing.

If it was in the mortal world, the surrounding crowd would have laughed and booed with ill intentions—of course, the woman would not be indifferent.

But here, there is such a strange scene.

Tsk, this is the most beautiful side of this world.

Yuan Xing smiled, and after feeling it in his hand for a while, he finally pinched it hard.

"Ah..." The woman couldn't help but frowned slightly, and let out a little sound.

"Do you feel a little tingling?" Yuan Xing asked.

"Yes." The woman's face changed slightly. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Yuan Xing, a monk in the early stage of Qi training, to cause the slightest harm to himself.

"This is the precursor of the poison." Yuan Xing slowly withdrew his hand, and said in a low voice: "The top priority is to find a safe place immediately, and use your energy to detoxify."

The woman stood up suddenly, fled the tavern without looking back, and disappeared.

Well, this can be regarded as saving a person.

Yuan Xing smiled, shook his palms as if nostalgic, and then raised his head to look around.

So, get down to business.

He stood up, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly.

"Everyone, let's go to Yuan Xing."

Most of the people's attention was on Yuan Xing. When Yuan Xing shouted, everyone immediately looked over.

"Everyone present here should be able to see that my strength is only in the early stage of Qi training, and coming to this place is purely asking for a dead end.

"But I'm near the end of my lifespan, and I'll be alive in a few days, and my left and right are dead, so I had no choice but to come here to try my luck..."

Yuan Xing looked to be only in his twenties from appearance, and he was in the prime of his life, but it was fundamental for a practitioner to have a good face, and he said that no one doubted that his life span was nearing the end of his life.

"As we all know, Zhao Xilu can make three at a time, I don't ask much, just one is enough.

"Of course, I'm not asking everyone to show kindness and give me one. Everyone knows that it's impossible. So, I want to do business with you. I believe everyone knows this thing..."

When Yuan Xing said this, he raised the sleeve of his left hand to expose his arm, and saw a mysterious pattern tattoo on his arm, which was shining slightly at this moment.

"It's a spirit-seeking talisman!"

Someone blurted out in surprise.

As soon as the voice came out, the whole inn became noisy, everyone whispered to each other, their eyes sparkled.

To find Zhaoxilu, the most important thing is to find the psychic secret realm first, and the Storm Valley is huge, so it is not easy to find the psychic secret realm. Generally, you can only rely on carpet search, which is time-consuming and laborious.

But the spirit-seeking talisman can sense the psychic secret realm within a certain distance. With it, the efficiency of finding it is greatly increased.

However, although this spirit-seeking talisman is useful, it is not so easy to obtain, because it can only be refined in the foundation-building stage, and the strong people in the foundation-building stage will not be interested in this low-level area at all.

In the Qi refining period, if a monk wants to get a spirit-seeking talisman, he can only buy it from a strong person, but the price is not low, and few people are willing to give it up.

Only Yuan Xing, who was at the end of his lifespan, would not hesitate to lose his fortune to obtain such a piece.

"Everyone!" Yuan Xing put down his sleeves, shouted loudly, stopped the noise of the crowd, and then said: "I don't need to say more about what this spirit-seeking talisman means, now it has become one with me.

"However, with my strength in the early stage of Qi training, I can't get through the Storm Valley at all, so I want to find someone to cooperate with.

"The content of the cooperation is very simple. I will take you to the psychic secret realm. After you get the Chaoxi dew, there are three celestial dews. You get two, and I only need one.

"How, who would like to cooperate with me?"

After Yuan Xing finished speaking, he looked around.

After a short period of calm, the entire inn erupted into an uproar again.

"I!"

"I come!"

"I cooperate with you..."

All kinds of voices came and went, and everyone shouted, for fear that if they moved too slowly, they would be preempted by others.

With the talisman, there's almost certainty of getting something, so everyone scrambles to speak first.

This is the world of practice, not a village entrance who only speaks and swears.So after a brief commotion, there was a sudden bang, but no one knew who made the move first, and soon, the entire inn was overturned.

These people will compete for the time of the morning and evening dew, which has been advanced to the present, and they will not show mercy.

So amidst the bang bang sound, screams continued to be mixed.

But the person who caused all this, the young man named Yuan Xing, smiled slightly at this time, and sat back at the table slowly, drinking wine in a leisurely manner, as if everything that happened around him had nothing to do with him.

Chapter 2 The Eight Desolate Worlds of Love

I don't know how long it took, the inn gradually became quiet, and then the surrounding lights dimmed, but a few people stood in front of Yuan Xing.

Only then did Yuan Xing raise his head to look, but he saw that the entire inn, except for the table he was sitting on, was hardly a complete piece of wood, and there were corpses lying everywhere, looking like ruins.

The only three people standing were also covered in blood, panting, staggered to Yuan Xing with each other's support.

"Okay...well, there are only our three brothers left now, you...you can go with us."

The first person panted heavily and spoke intermittently.

"Oh?"

Yuan Xing glanced over the faces of the three people, but he sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "There are only three celestial dews, and there are already three of you, will you still get one for me?"

"That... of course." The three looked at each other, and the strong man who took the lead smiled heartily: "I am the eldest brother, the strongest, and I don't need Zhaoxilu for now. I will give the three fairy dews to the two brothers to return." have you."

"Hehe." Yuan Xing chuckled, shook his head slightly, and said, "Since only two of you want Xianlu, the one who doesn't want it should not participate in this matter."

"Hey, what do you mean?" Another thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks asked in a sharp voice, and raised his hand, "Are you trying to provoke the relationship between our three brothers? Believe it or not, I will slap you to death?"

"Hey, third brother, don't get angry." The third young man, who looked gentle and refined, hurriedly stopped him, then looked at Yuan Xing, smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Little brother, when the three of us became sworn brothers, we just I have already made a vow not to be born in the same year but to die in the same year, everything advances and retreats together, it is impossible to abandon others for such a small thing."

"That's right." The boss patted his chest and said, "Although we are not blood brothers, we are closer than blood brothers. It is impossible to separate."

"In that case, then I have to find someone else." Yuan Xing sighed.

"How dare you!" The third child shouted, "If you don't cooperate with us, you will only die."

"That's right, since it's not for our use, we have no choice but to kill you, lest you help other people cause trouble for us." The boss nodded in agreement.

"Yes, our three brothers will definitely not have the slightest grievance because of you." The second child said quietly.

"That can't be helped." Yuan Xing shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "If the left and right are dead, they will die early and be reborn early. You can do it."

"Then go to die!"

The third eldest shouted, squeezed forward, raised his hand and slashed at Yuan Xing.

"呲~"

When the palm was only a foot away from Yuan Xing, he suddenly stopped. The youngest stared wide-eyed, lowered his head, and saw a sword point protruding from his stomach, blood gushing like a fountain.

That was being pierced through the heart with a sword from the back.

He turned his head and looked along the blade of the sword, but the one holding the sword was the second child behind him.