Xu Yi said, "When it comes to this trial disciple, I also remembered something. According to what I have seen, Outer Sect Disciple of the Donghua Immortal Sect is only True Essence First Turn's second-level cultivation. Even some Inner Sect Disciple only have the second-level cultivation of True Essence First Turn. How can it be that the cultivations of these three categories of disciples are so indistinguishable, and how can we distinguish between levels?"
The square-faced purple-shirted man said, "Of course there is a difference. Although the inner sect and the outer sect are at the same level as the trial disciples, the skills they understand, the treatment they enjoy, and the threshold for advancement are completely different. Non-Self and others can tell the details of this. When Brother Wang officially enters Donghua Immortal Sect, he will be able to understand it for himself. We brothers don't need to say more."
Xu Yi nodded and roughly touched some key points.
In fact, he heard Mu Guangming say that inheritances such as the Immortal Sect are mostly passed down by blood relations and are rarely banned. The reason why Heavenly God Hall is so popular this time is because the opportunity to open the Immortal Sect is really rare.
Therefore, the division of disciples in the Immortal Sect may not be solely based on the level of cultivation.
The round-faced purple-shirted man looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. If we delay any longer, Steward Liu will get suspicious over there. We must leave immediately."
Now the three of them hurried towards the northwest. The two men with round faces and purple shirts seemed to have a secret method to lock the team's position, but they caught up with the team led by a group of people in blue with just a stick of incense.
Wang Qianqiu, dressed as Xu Yi, led a group of people to escort three fog walls, heading south, and half an hour later they arrived at the foot of a green mountain.
Then I saw a large number of people and horses scattered around, mostly people dressed in Tsing Yi nearby.
Farther away, there were more monks wearing non-standard clothes, each with a languid expression and depressed mood. Under the command of a man in green, they were pouring blood into the grooves embedded deep in the soil.
Obviously, most of these people are fat sheep captured by the Donghua Immortal Sect.
Under the guidance of the round-faced purple-shirted man, Xu Yi led everyone to a high ground on the left for more than a hundred feet and stopped the team.
There is a table and a chair on the high ground. On the table are four exquisite snacks and a jasper teapot.
A rich, white-faced middle-aged man without hair was sitting on a green cane chair, flanked by eight pretty maids in green clothes, either fanning themselves, playing flute, holding hand-washing soup basins, or waiting on the rich middle-aged man to eat.
The rich middle-aged man noticed the team and glanced at Xu Yi. Xu Yi took small steps and ran to the rich middle-aged man. He clasped his fists and said, "This is to inform Mr. Zhenlin. The T-shaped team is here to pay a visit. I would like to ask Mr. Zhenlin to check it out."
After saying that, he held the Sumeru Ring containing Spirit Cannon in his palm and handed it to the wealthy middle-aged man.
This wealthy middle-aged man is in charge of this position, leading a group of apprentices, and is the confidant of a certain big shot - Steward Liu, also known as Liu Zhenlin. He likes to be arty and elegant throughout his life, and loves to be called Mr. Zhenlin.
Liu Zhenlin has a low cultivation level, but has been in a high position for a long time. He has a certain magnanimity. He stretched out a pair of chopsticks made of cold jade from the West Sea, picked up a snow clam pearl pill, put it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, without even raising his eyes. "It's Qianqiu. The errand has been done. If you have nothing else to do, go down."
A pretty maid in blue stepped forward and took Sumeru Ring from Xu Yi's palm.
Xu Yi sent a message to Steward Liu: "Please report to Mr. Zhenlin. This subordinate has something to report. Please step aside, Mr. Zhenlin."
Liu Zhenlin frowned slightly, and the jade chopsticks he was protruding from stopped in mid-air. He paused for three full breaths and said in a sullen voice, "Dongzhu, Xiahe, go and send everyone down below. Do whatever needs to be done. Don't hang around down there, it's an eyesore."
After saying that, his eyes moved to Xu Yi, and he continued, "If you have anything to say, just tell me. These are all people I trust, so there is nothing inconvenient to say."
Xu Yi said, "My subordinate is rude and frightened. It's such a thing. This time I went out to capture a thief and got a Sumeru Ring. I'm grateful for Mr. Zhenlin's care over the past few days." However, my subordinates did not reciprocate even an inch, and I felt really uneasy, so I boldly gave this Sumeru Ring to Mr. Zhenlin. I also hope that Mr. Zhenlin will not think that his subordinates are mean and accept this gift with a smile, which may make his subordinates feel at ease a little bit."
Liu Zhenlin's slightly frowned eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and he pointed at Xu Yi and said, "Qianqiu, you are doing the same thing as me, it's tacky, tacky!"
At this point, I thought of something, and my voice suddenly turned stern, "Could it be that you secretly took the benefits from those monks behind my back?"
Xu Yi bowed and said, "How dare you, my subordinates? The Immortal Sect has a clear order, and even though I have ten courages, I will never dare to disobey it."
The round-faced purple-shirted man and the square-faced purple-shirted man did not attack the monks holding their locks in the mist, which made Xu Yi even more curious.
After some questioning, he realized that it turned out that Donghua Immortal Sect had its own rules and regulations regarding the handling of these monks, and issued strict orders that prohibited those in charge from touching a group of monks. Moreover, among the men in green who accompanied them, there were also spies hidden by the Immortal Sect, so no one dared to cross this thunder pond.
After Xu Yi finished speaking, Liu Zhenlin's complexion turned warm again, and he waved his hands and said, "It's not easy for you down here, and the expenses are high. Liu is not short of spiritual stones. You can keep them for yourself. Liu accepts this filial piety."
Xu Yi held a Sumeru Ring and made a bitter look. "Sir, if you don't accept it, you don't regard Qianqiu as one of your own. Qianqiu's heart is burning inside and out, and the pain is unspeakable. Sir, do you really want to reject people thousands of miles away?"
Liu Zhenlin pointed at Xu Yi and said with a smile, "You boy, you have such a clever mouth. I never realized that you have such a wonderful talent before. Come on, Liu can't bear to be such a wicked person, Chunxue, why don't you give Commander Wang a seat!"
Xu Yi didn't dare to say anything, but the pretty maid in green on Liu Zhenlin's left hand quickly conjured up an ivy chair and put it in front of Liu Zhenlin.
Xu Yi sat down with half of his buttocks, Liu Zhenlin laughed, pointed at Xu Yi and said, "You know how to play tricks, sit still and sit still."
As he was speaking, thoughts invaded Sumeru Ring, and he almost jumped up in shock with a yelp.
When he thought about it, Wang Qianqiu's filial piety this time was apparently a Sumeru Ring obtained by inadvertently destroying the enemy. It was probably three to five thousand spiritual stones. But at this moment when his thoughts invaded, what he saw was a real Sumeru Ring that only Yang Venerate mighty figures had.
Sumeru Ring contains not only more than 30,000 spiritual stones, but also several bottles of elixirs, two magic weapons, some miscellaneous items, and even more wonderfully, there is actually a first-level Wind Element Mystical Talisman.
He has received countless tributes in his life, but this time was the most thrilling to him. He truly felt the sincerity of Wang Qianqiu from this extremely heavy tribute.
"Good wine, good wine, Spring Blossom Autumn Dew given by the Lord!"
Liu Zhenlin shouted repeatedly.
Surprise flashed across the faces of the two pretty maids in green clothes behind them, and they walked to the table. One of them had a flowing jade cup, and the other held a mutton-fat jade bottle. They raised their bare hands lightly, and the sticky rose-red fairy dew dripped into the cup, and they immediately smelled the fragrance.