My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

The person who came to see him was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with fair skin and light bruises under his eyes. He was wearing a robe made of animal skin and a white feather cloak.

He slowly walked to the edge of the blood pool and looked at Qin Yanzhi in the blood pool.

Seeing that Qin Yanzhi was a little thinner than before, but still handsome, the young man smiled with satisfaction, "Very good."

Qin Yanzhi: "Who are you?"

Youth: "I am your master."

Qin Yanzhi glanced at him indifferently, without making a sound.

Faced with Qin Yanzhi's indifferent attitude, the young man said indifferently, "You don't have to call if you don't want to, as long as you can keep going, and when you leave the blood pond, you will naturally be the holy son of my purple palace."

Qin Yanzhi was taken aback. He had seen records about this palace from the ancient secret realm. If he remembered correctly, the Tianzi Temple was a well-known faction in the Middle Ages.

It is said that the first generation owner of this hall is named Miao Wenxiang, who is a descendant of the great power in the Middle Ages. Miao Wenxiang was not talented at first, but was abandoned by his father's family. His mother's family built a Tianzi hall for him, hoping that he can be safe Live the day and live a happy life.

However, Miao Wenxiang did not know what kind of skills she practiced later, and her strength was far superior to that of her peers. Not only did she strengthen the Tianzi Palace, but she even killed her father's territory in Xiaoyao Mountain. The two sides fought a big battle, and the Tianzi Palace ended in a tragic victory.

Since then, the reputation of Tianzi Hall has flourished, and the owner of the hall has become a representative of the ruthless and merciless cultivators.

Qin Yanzhi tentatively asked, "Are you Miao Wenxiang?"

The young man was taken aback, "So you know me?"

Qin Yanzhi: "..."

Could it be that he returned to the Middle Ages?

Although Qin Yanzhi was calm on the surface, a storm arose in his heart. He recalled what he saw that day before he fell into a coma, and he also thought of the legend of the Hongliu Realm.

Miao Wenxiang suddenly grabbed the chain hanging in the corner and pulled it hard. Qin Yanzhi snorted and was pulled to him.

"What have you heard about me?"

Of course, Qin Yanzhi couldn't answer. Miao Wenxiang smiled sarcastically when he saw that he was silent, "I heard that I'm a waste, driven out by my father's family? I can only stay in the Tianzi Temple and rely on the power of my mother's family to survive? "

Qin Yanzhi still didn't speak, Miao Wenxiang was even more furious, and pulled the chain even tighter. He didn't let go until Qin Yanzhi's clothes were stained with blood, with a distressed look on his face, "Does it hurt?"

He reached out to touch Qin Yanzhi's wound, but Qin Yanzhi avoided it.

Miao Wenxiang withdrew her hand silently, and sighed softly, "You hurt me, and I'm doing it for your own good. You have no talent like me, and only I can save you. One day you will thank me."

He stood up and sprinkled something into the pool of blood, and the pool immediately boiled, and Qin Yanzhi also felt more pain.

Miao Wenxiang stopped talking, stared at Qin Yanzhi for a while, then turned and left.

As soon as he left, Qin Yanzhi immediately raised his eyes, looking at his back thoughtfully.

Although there was very little communication between the two just now, he still gleaned some important information from it.

First, he did come to the Middle Ages, and Miao Wenxiang was still weak at this time, so the specific time should be the early Middle Ages.

Second, this is the Tianzi Temple, within Miao Wenxiang's sphere of influence.But as far as he knew, there were only some guards arranged by Miao Wenxiang's mother clan in the Tianzi Palace, and the masters were limited. If he recovered his spiritual power, he would have a high chance of escaping.

Thirdly, in Miao Wenxiang's plan, he still has a day to leave the blood pond. The other party does not want to imprison him forever, nor will he kill him.

Fourth, and the most important point, Miao Wenxiang said that he has no talent just like himself, but he is obviously a single golden spirit root with one of the best talents, doesn't Miao Wenxiang know?In the huge Xuanzi Palace, can't even find a single spirit stone?

Qin Yanzhi recalled that in the early Middle Ages, there were no monks in the human race, and ancient cultivators developed slowly. Could it be that people at this time didn't know how to observe spiritual roots at all?

If that was the case, his odds of winning would be one more, and it would be in his favor for Miao Wenxiang to treat him as a waste.

It's just that Miao Wenxiang locked him in the pool of blood and tortured him. Why?

And what is the meaning of "save" and "thank you" in Miao Wenxiang's mouth?Could it be that this pool of blood could still help him?

Qin Yanzhi exhaled, no matter what purpose Miao Wenxiang had, the only thing she could do now was to hold on.

On the other side, Jing Yue has been brought back to his residence by a man, to be exact, a tribe.

The tribe is hidden in a peach blossom forest, passing through the colorful peach forest, they saw many people who were dressed like the men before surrounded them.

"A Wu is back!"

"Patriarch!"

……

People greeted him warmly, and they were not surprised to see Jing Yue, they paid less attention to Jing Yue than the clothes on the man's body.

A woman in a short animal skin skirt stepped forward and asked curiously, "Brother Ah Wu, what are you wearing?"

Man: "I don't know, it's from the west anyway."

The woman touched it with her hand and said enviously, "It's so soft."

The man immediately turned his head and asked Jing Yue, "Do you have any more?"

Jing Yue: "...Yes."

Jing Yue took out all the few clothes in the Xumi Ring, and the crowd enthusiastically surrounded them, but only the first few people snatched one each.

After dividing the clothes, someone finally paid attention to him. A man said, "Hey, new here, what's your name?"

"Jing Yue."

"What?"

"Rijingjing, Qiu Shanyue."

The man looked confused, and said after a while: "What a strange name, maybe it's from the west?"

Jing Yue smiled politely.

The man curled his lips, obviously he had a bad impression of the people in the west, and asked the man, "Patriarch, what are you bringing him back for?"

Man: "Take it back and be my apprentice."

Man: "Ah?!"

Jing Yue: "Huh?!"

Lan Feng: "Chirp?!"

The scene was suddenly quiet, and Jing Yue felt that everyone's eyes were focused on him, each of them being fierce or fierce, giving him the illusion of being pierced by thousands of arrows.

And he himself was also very surprised. Ever since he saw the man, the other party had never expressed this intention.

Lan Feng exhaled exaggeratedly, "It turns out that he saw Jingjing's delicate bones, and Jiji thought he was attracted to Jingjing's beauty..."

It has already thought about it, it will protect Jingjing's chastity, if it touches Jingjing, it has to step over Jiji's body!

Jing Yue: "..."

The man glanced at Jing Yue and said, "Are you willing?"

Before Jing Yue could speak, he said again: "If you don't want to, you have to be willing. If you fall into my hands, you are mine. You can only obediently be my apprentice."

Jing Yue was silent for a moment, then asked him, "May I know why you want to take me in as a disciple?"

Man: "Didn't you see it?"

Jing Yue: "What?"

Man: "The people here are just like you who have no talent for cultivation."

Jing Yue:? ? ?

To tease him, tell him that he has no talent for cultivation based on the man's strength? ?And he is a single water spirit root, so the talent should not be too good, what does it mean to have no talent like him!

"In fact, we are not from a tribe. In our tribe, everyone was abandoned by the tribe." The man said to Jing Yue: "You came to us from a prosperous place in the west, and it must be the same. Reason."

Seeing the man's expression of "you don't have to deny it, I can see through it", Jing Yue didn't make any excuses.

Man: "But even if we don't have talent, we don't want to admit defeat. Our physical body is not strong enough, so we think of other ways to make ourselves stronger. I saw that you killed two giant fish with your own strength, so I know that you are on the same path as us , not reconciled, not accepting fate."

Jing Yue suddenly realized that the talent here does not refer to spiritual roots, and it seems that they don't even know that there is such a thing as spiritual roots.

He tentatively asked, "Can you see that I don't have spiritual roots?"

The man was taken aback, "What is spiritual root?"

Jing Yue: "..."

He got it!He indeed came to the torrent of the Middle Ages, and it was before Gu Xiu appeared!

In the past, the two races of gods and demons evolved into human races. At the beginning, there was no such thing as spiritual roots. Everyone continued the habit of gods and demons-strengthening their bodies and absorbing vitality with their bodies, which is the so-called physical training.Physical training is different from spiritual training. The vitality in the physical body is not stored in the dantian, but is integrated into the bone meridians. When the physical body is strengthened to a certain extent, the talent can be awakened.

The so-called talent actually has a lot to do with each person's spiritual root attribute, but they don't know it yet.

But some people are born with very weak physical bodies, which makes it difficult to cultivate, and their talents cannot be awakened for a long time.This was the case until the appearance of the first generation of Guxiu. They gradually discovered that the vitality stored in the dantian can exert its greatest effect. Not only can it stimulate the early awakening of talents, but the more vitality they have in the dantian, the stronger their talents will be.

It was only later that someone discovered the spirit root.

Jing Yue is a monk ten billion years later, how can his physical body compare with that of the human race in the Middle Ages, so he is regarded by men as someone who cannot awaken his talent.

He forcefully explained: "Spiritual root is a saying in our clan, and it actually refers to talent."

The man sneered, "Do you still need to ask? As weak as you are, it can be seen as the result of failure in body training, but you don't have to worry. Although our physical body is not strong, there is another way to help you awaken your talent. "

Jing Yue: "Store vitality in Dantian?"

Everyone was shocked, and the man lowered his voice, "How do you know?"

Jing Yue didn't blush at all, "I found it myself."

The man stared at Jing Yue for a while, then suddenly laughed, "Okay, okay, okay! My apprentice is really outstanding."

Jing Yue: "..."

He has never really worshiped a teacher, not because he has any repulsion to apprenticeship, but when his cultivation was low in the early years, he did not meet anyone with whom he was destined to be a teacher and apprentice. Later, his strength became stronger, and his skills were world-class. This is the only one, and few people can teach him.

If the man really wants to accept him as an apprentice, at least his life here is guaranteed.

After thinking for a while, he said, "All the people in the clan are your apprentices?"

Man: "Of course not."

Jing Yue: "Then why did you accept me alone?"

The man took it for granted, "You look good."

Jing Yue: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Seeing Jingyue's slow response, the man said impatiently, "What? How dare you refuse me?"

After finishing speaking, he spread his hand, and it suddenly condensed into an ice sword. The man held the sword and slashed lightly, and saw flying flowers in a peach forest not far away, countless pink petals swirling towards the sky, and several peaks behind the peach forest directly It was cut to the ground by him.

Jing Yue: "..."

Isn't it the knee?take it!