A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 221: Disciple with Broken Arm

Two days later.

In front of an open area.

There is another disciple of Pengling Sect selling treasures here, but this time it is an inner sect disciple of Pengling Sect who comes here. His aura is like a sleeping lion. Not to mention breaking through to the Golden Core realm, there will be no problem for him to reach the Half-Step Golden Core realm.

There were hundreds of independent cultivators and people from some small forces outside standing around, looking for an opportunity to buy some good things from the great sect.

For them, the leftovers from the talented disciples of Pengling Sect were rare treasures.

Lu Luan was naturally standing among them. Seeing the spiritual objects appearing one after another as the other party waved his hands, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

But after watching for a long time, he didn't have any chance to make a move.

As time passed, the disciple exchanged the treasure and flew away.

Lu Luan also shook his head and flew towards other small islands.

He has been doing this for the past two days, to see if he can see what he needs, and during this time he has gained a lot of insight.

After searching for a while, he was disappointed and prepared to go back to his room to rest.

But as he walked, he suddenly stopped.

He stretched out his hand, and a glowing talisman appeared above his palm.

This is the communication talisman given by Chen Feng.

"What does he want me to do? Could it be..."

Lu Luan tapped the talisman lightly with his finger, and then he heard a voice beside his ear, and he couldn't help but smile with joy.

Then he put away the talisman, chose a direction and flew over.

About twenty breaths later, he arrived at another island.

Since he is only at the initial stage of foundation building, he can only move around in the outermost islands.

“Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist…”

As soon as he landed, he saw Chen Feng waving at him from a distance.

"Little brother, you didn't continue to board the ship with the senior brothers in the sect?"

When Lu Luan arrived, he asked with a smile.

He thought that he would follow his senior brother on the ship during this period of time.

Chen Feng replied bitterly: "Don't mention it. Another servant with connections stuffed more spirit stones into Senior Brother's pocket. Unfortunately, I was replaced by him."

Lu Luan's eyes moved, and he looked at him deeply, and found that there was a medicinal power nourishing the injured part of his body. It seemed that he listened to what he said and bought the pill to take.

For someone like Chen Feng, whose foundation is much stronger than those people of the same level in small forces, the cost of recovering from injuries will be greater.

After a while, he said, "Your hidden injury has healed. It will be no problem for you to break through to the foundation-building stage before you are 20 years old."

"Thank you, senior."

Chen Feng's voice was very polite.

Lu Luan asked: "I wonder what you want to talk to me about, little brother?"

"Today I met a senior brother who was on duty at the Sutra Repository. I told him that you have the ability to see through hidden injuries. He was a little curious. If it is a mid-level yellow-level ability, you may have a chance to enter the Sutra Repository." Chen Feng said.

"Middle Yellow Level..." Lu Luan's heart sank, because his Six Evil Diseases Technique was only of low level. Although it was very good for a casual cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, others simply looked down on such a behemoth.

Which of the disciples in the foundation-building stage of Pengling Sect does not practice magical powers above the medium yellow level? It is a complete waste of time to practice too low-level ones. With their talents and understanding, it is no problem for them to learn the medium-level ones. In this kind of sect, there is no magical power that is not at the entry level.

The cultivation methods, magical powers, and weapons are not as good as before, and there are no spiritual liquids to temper the bones and muscles. This is why most casual cultivators of the same level are far inferior to these immortal sect disciples. For the geniuses of Pengling Sect with such abundant material conditions, if they cannot leap a small realm and fight an ordinary casual cultivator, they are all mediocre people who do nothing.

"Fellow Daoist, is your magical power of medium yellow level?" Chen Feng asked.

After Lu Luan thought for a while, he said, "Although that door is not of medium level, I have other medium level magical powers. Little brother, take me to see that Taoist friend first."

"Ok."

After Chen Feng nodded, he took him to a place not far away and said to Lu Luan, "That senior brother's surname is Liu. He happens to be on this island and is in charge of exchanging spirit stones with independent cultivators."

The two walked forward while talking.

After a while, we arrived.

Next, Chen Feng went in to report.

Lu Luan was waiting outside.

"If the Six Evil Diseases Technique doesn't work, I'll try the Innate Five Qi Technique. If that doesn't work, the God Slaying Technique will work too!"

He thought to himself that these were his most valuable things.

Next, it depends on whether Peng Lingzong thinks it is worthy of it.

In order to enter the scripture tower of such a big sect, he was really willing to spend a lot of money.

Pengling Sect is very large, so there must be more than one Sutra-Reserving Pagoda. He thought that as long as he could enter any one of them, it would be fine.

After waiting for a while, Chen Feng came out and said happily: "Daoyou, Senior Brother Liu is willing to see you."

"Thank you, little brother."

Lu Luan smiled and thanked him.

"That's what you should do. Follow me."

After Chen Feng responded, he took him inside and finally went up to the second floor. After entering a room, he saw a young man in blue sitting at the table with the aroma of cigarettes lingering around it.

"Senior Brother Liu."

"Meet Daoyou Liu."

The two of them bowed.

The young man looked calm and said calmly, "You're welcome. Come in."

Lu Luan walked in, while Chen Feng waited outside.

"sit!"

The young man gestured with his hand.

Lu Luan nodded and sat cross-legged opposite.

However, his gaze stayed on the young man's right arm. He didn't see it clearly just now due to the angle, but now he realized that under the long sleeves of the green clothes, there was actually an empty broken arm!

The young man smiled indifferently after seeing his expression and said, "This was left behind when the demon cultivators massacred the city in the wilderness three years ago and I and a few brothers went to destroy the demons together."

After hearing this, Lu Luan couldn't help but feel a little respect in his heart, and replied sternly: "Daoyou Liu is really admirable."

However, there was some doubt in his eyes. For a big sect like Pengling Sect, there should be many elixirs for regenerating severed limbs.

The young man saw his doubts and explained, "I didn't leave it there on purpose. The sect also gave me elixirs to help me recover, but I refused. I am just an ordinary upper-grade yellow spiritual root. I don't have absolute confidence in breaking through to the Golden Core Realm before I turn fifty. This broken arm is a psychological barrier for me. Maybe keeping it can give me more confidence."

After hearing this, Lu Luan felt bitter. Every word this young man said revealed a mystery. Others were thinking about how to break through to the Golden Core stage before the age of fifty, but he was still thinking about the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment stage...

Although he didn't quite understand what he heard, he still bowed and said, "With your aptitude, there will naturally be no problem in breaking through."

If he hadn't participated in the Immortal Conference, he might never have come into contact with such a genius in his life.

Fortunately, this young man has a good personality and is very humble, otherwise I would not bother to talk so much nonsense with him.

The young man then gently hooked his fingers, and saw two cups fall in front of him. Two streams of water came out of the teapot, and he looked at him: "I heard from Junior Brother Chen that you have the ability to see through injuries? There are not many such abilities among the small and medium-sized abilities in the sect. If the quality is good, I can let you enter the first floor of the Sutra Tower for outer disciples."

Lu Luan nodded immediately and said, "Yes, it is a side door of the Six Qi."

"Medium?"

Lu Luan said bitterly: "No, although it is not there yet, don't worry, Brother Liu, the quality is very close."

"I am also in the early stage of foundation building. Can you see my internal injuries?" The young man said after thinking for a while.

Lu Luan nodded slightly, then looked deeply.

However, he found that the young man was like standing in a fog. He could not see anything clearly and was seeing things in a fog.

Lu Luan also understood the meaning instantly. Although this magical power is very good for independent cultivators, it is extremely useless when used on them.

The young man didn't say anything, but his meaning was clear.

Lu Luan retracted his gaze and continued, "Daoyou, I also have a method of refining essence and a method of attacking the soul, the God-slaying Technique!"

"You are a casual cultivator, but you have all these things. It seems that you have good luck." The young man was a little surprised, and then asked: "Have you cultivated all these to perfection?"

"No."

He shook his head. He didn't dare to lie easily in front of such a genius because he couldn't hide it at all.

The young man showed regret in his eyes: "It is difficult for us to distinguish the real from the fake if they have not yet cultivated to the Great Perfection. If a disciple puts them in the Sutra Repository and something goes wrong in their cultivation, the consequences will be very serious. This has happened to the sect before."

His voice was very serious. Every disciple of Pengling Sect was a genius. If an accident occurred during practice due to the problems of their skills, the loss would be great.

They are not like casual cultivators, who have no choice. Even if they don't know whether what they have obtained is real or not, they still have to practice hard.

Although there are masters in the sect, there are already enough martial arts in the sect. Unless they are rare and precious, those people would not have the leisure to check the authenticity of the magical powers.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, there is nothing wrong with these two books of martial arts. Is that really not possible?" Lu Luan asked in a deep voice.

He didn't expect that the thing he treasured so much would be so worthless in front of them.

"This is the sect's rule. If anything goes wrong, I will also be punished. Can you guarantee that the skills you practice are genuine?" The young man shook his head, indicating that he was powerless.

The Pengling Sect has no shortage of techniques for refining essence and spirit, so naturally they would not accept such ordinary techniques that carry risks.

"Hey."

Lu Luan sighed deeply in his heart and felt very depressed.

The young man thought for a while and said, "Have you mastered the Six Qi Technique?"

Lu Luan immediately said: "It's already complete."

"This magical power can be practiced by menial disciples. The surrounding islands in the sea are where menial disciples live. There are also attics where Taoist books are stored. If you are willing, you can go to these places to take a look."

"Miscellaneous disciple..."

Lu Luan didn't think twice and immediately replied, "Fellow Daoist Liu, I am willing to exchange."

It may not be of much help, but it doesn't hurt to take a look.

"it is good."

The young man nodded, and then he took out a palm-sized round plate with shallow clear water floating on it.

The young man just circled his fingers and a drop of water floated out from the water. Then he flicked his fingers and the drop of water went directly into Lu Luan's brow and disappeared.