Chapter 9
Immortal cultivators can live thousands of years, move mountains and fill the sea, rain and cause thunder, eat wind and drink dew, walk out of the sky... all kinds of magic are beyond words.
In the Jin Dynasty, there were also immortal cultivators. Cultivators are also humans, so they naturally belong to them. It's just that kind of person, just like what everyone on the ground including Su Dong did at this moment.
That kind of people needs mortals like them to look up.
"The fairy, it's really a fairy." The county master and the others also came out of the hall and were extremely excited when they saw the flying rainbow in the sky.
"It seems that today is really an auspicious day. I can meet immortals when I get married." Young Master Bao was full of excitement.
Yan Zheng, who came out later, put away the pride on his face, looking at the disappearing Feihong with longing and yearning. Cultivating immortals is something he yearns for in his dreams.
Compared with immortals, these commonplaces are ants.
From that perspective, they are just like ants.
Really want to live like Immortal Ascension people, isn't it also missing these mundane flies and dogs, and so much of the smell of fireworks?
This scene. It brought shocks to many people.
Su Dong looked up at Feihong's afterlight when the fairy was leaving, but his eyes were calm. Still a little surprised.
"Behind that fairy, there seems to be a figure, but the figure is not conspicuous without Feihong."
"I am also at the level of Ascension in Internal Energy recently. My body has changed and my eyesight has been strengthened. This is the only way I can vaguely see. It is also a figure."
Two immortals, one flying into the sky with a flying rainbow, the other chasing afterwards. The previous thunderstorm sounded unfriendly.
"It seems that there is not peace between the immortals."
Immortal cultivators are also humans, but with a little more means and a longer life span, they are still humans after all. Some people fight.
...
The fact that the immortals passed by made the banquet even more lively. When they returned to the hall, they were still discussing, and everyone was very happy. Because there were too few immortals, they all regarded seeing immortals as a sign of good luck.
"It's great to cultivate immortals." Wang Lang sat next to Su Dong, drinking a glass of wine, and retorted.
"Easily can fly into the sky and escape the ground, and can resist thunder and lower fire.
What about us? We practice martial arts and spend our entire lives.
If we can reach the realm of martial arts, Internal Energy True Qi can completely control the whole body, and then we can fly with qi.
This also requires talent.
Absolutely, willing to work hard.
Going up, there are some chances, maybe you can get rid of the shackles of your own.
The mortal fetus transforms and achieves Martial Venerate, with one enemy and ten thousand without a word...
But, how difficult? Throughout the ages, how many days have been in the Martial Forest? Proud son, who can become Martial Venerate?"
Martial Venerate Martial Venerate, Practitioner praised! Not afraid of the fairy demon.
But too little.
"Practicing martial arts is too difficult and too difficult. Not only can you not slack off for a moment, but you also need a variety of opportunities."
"On top of Martial Venerate, Martial Saint is a legend. It is said that it can have god-tier skills, which can be compared with immortal cultivators and has great skills."
"Wei has a Martial Saint, one man with one sword, and one country! The name of the sword saint really scared away all demons and millions of soldiers."
"Further up, there are legends that there are Martial Sages that can break the void.
That's all legends.
Practice martial arts.
What you cultivate is a mortal body, and what you practice is the worst Internal Energy.
Getting started is simple, as long as you work hard, almost Everyone can cultivation, but the farther back you go.
In fact, martial arts training hurts the body, it burns potential, and Internal Energy deviates.
How many longevity are there?"
Wang Lang sighed.
Su Dong also nodded slightly.
"Yes, immortal cultivators can easily live a long life for one or two hundred years. They can slowly cultivate."
Their Practitioner is different. Internal Energy cannot increase lifespan. The life expectancy of a normal person will reach one hundred years. No matter how talented you are, Internal Energy is strong, but after all, it is still a pile of loess.
Time is the most powerful poison, no matter how powerful a Practitioner is, it can't hold it.
"Unless you have connections and power, you can have a lot of spiritual supplies that can increase your lifespan." Wang Lang said excitedly.
To increase longevity with spirit extracts cannot be achieved by wealth alone, and power is also needed. Only with the assistance of spirits can you build a truly powerful Practitioner.
This is the opportunity Wang Lang mentioned earlier.
Su Dong listened silently.
He is also a martial artist.
"I also need spirit extracts, but it's hard to find them. It's not so good." Yang Yuchun was smuggled in the past, but he didn't bother to take other people's things. Secondly, he really needed it, too. large amount.
Powerful Practitioners are all piled up with spirit extracts.
The same is true for Xiuxian. Even demon is like this. Spirit of heaven and earth, who doesn't want it in the world?
But Lingcui is also rare.
"Brother Su Dong, brother, I'm talking about drinking, don't you like to listen." Wang Lang suddenly lowered his voice and said to Su Dong.
"Brother Wang, say it." Su Dong made a listening form.
"You are different from my old king, and different from that Yan Xianfeng. I can see that your strength is far above us. Just now the fairy passed by, and you rushed out, I can't see your shadow." He With emotion.
"You are only in your twenties this year. The roots and veins have not been completely ruined. Now I have time to worship Sect. Maybe there will be immortals appearing. Then we will fly into the sky and become immortals. You're old, you're alive and well."
"This Ping'an County is not where you should stay..."
Wang Lang whispered, he was really considering Su Dong.
Su Dong picked up the wine glass and toasted the latter. Did not say much. Seeing his silence, Wang Lang didn't speak any more, just drunk alone.
The two things he cared about most in his life were killing monsters and drinking alcohol.
In a blink of an eye, the banquet dissipated, and Su Dong and other guests also left one after another, leaving the county palace.
"You two will go outside the city and wait for me. I will visit a deceased person, and then I will arrive."
After sending away the two entourages, Su Dong walked towards the West Town of Ping'an County.
"It's the same again. Last time I entered the city, it was the same."
"Every time I leave, I have to see my old friend, and I don't know who the adult's old friend is."
The two entourages were discussing, and walked out of the city. Su Dong didn't say, they didn't dare to ask, they could only guess randomly.
On the main street of Dongcheng, Ping'an County, there is a medical hall. The medical hall is not big, and there is no plaque, but the most people come and go in this medical hall to see a doctor.
Su Dong walked in without seeing a doctor or taking medicine.
"I have seen Mr. Su." A guy in the shop saw Su Dong saluting immediately.
Su Dong, wearing a flying fish suit, is naturally prominent among the crowd.
"Miss Meng... busy?"
Su Dong waved his hand and asked in a low voice, as if he was afraid of shocking someone.
"Doctor, she's seeing a doctor."
"Oh, go ahead, don't call me." Su Dong nodded, and then walked towards the hospital wing on his own.
He walked in, but the guy behind him looked at his back and muttered softly:
"Master Su, there is nothing he can do to catch monsters. He always comes here to find the doctor, he doesn't talk to the doctor, he just looks at it from a distance..."
He shook his head, but he understood in his heart.
"Master Su. I like my doctor."