"Brother, did you notice something was wrong?"

When Fang Qianyuan went back, Jiu Qilin was already sitting on a fire next to the carriage, he had eaten some dry food with the others, chatted, and there was nothing unusual on the surface, but in private he found Fang Qianyuan, with a somewhat solemn expression, and asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's wrong?" Fang Qianyuan asked.

"The people of the Baili family seemed to be overly cautious, as if they knew that some danger was coming. Jiu Qilin whispered.

"I didn't find out. Fang Qianyuan shook his head lightly and said.

In fact, he didn't care about this matter, no matter what demons and monsters there were, no matter what life and death crises were, they couldn't threaten him.

"Maybe I'm overthinking. When Jiu Qilin heard him say this, he muttered, but he didn't want to say anything more.

At this time, the wild crane Daoist and the old and young companions of Sanxiu also came back from patrol and sat down by the fire on their side, among which the older Sanxiu was surnamed Lin, everyone called him Lao Lin, and the younger one was surnamed Lu, called Lu Mingying.

It is rumored that he is still a person from a small family, but it is a pity that the Lu family has lost the master of the ground level for many years, and it has long since declined.

It stands to reason that such a child of a declining family can also worship the sect and seek advancement, and among the various sects, many disciples come from this source.

But Lu Mingying's life experience is really bumpy, he lost his parents at an early age, and was bullied by his relatives, seeking to seize the family property and worship the quota of the sect, and as a result, he was replaced by an uncle and brother.

In desperation, he left home angrily, hoping to make a name for himself and go back to settle this grievance.

But from Fang Qianyuan's point of view, this Lu Mingying has no extraordinary talent, he has fallen into the rivers and lakes, and he does not have better cultivation conditions than the sect, so he is afraid that in this life, he may only be mediocre.

Maybe when, he will die in the battle of swords and swords in the reckless rivers and lakes, and he will be a ghost in vain.

While resting, everyone chatted casually, although the topics were varied, but what everyone was more interested in was obviously the fresh news from various places and various cultivation skills.

Casual cultivators travel back and forth just to seek wealth and cultivation, and these messages often contain chance, or the experience of others after years of exploration.

From the conversations of these people, Fang Qianyuan could be regarded as having a better understanding of the survival and cultivation conditions of the scattered cultivators.

Although this kind of understanding is similar to what was known in the past, in terms of details, it is much more detailed and vivid, because in the past, Fang Qianyuan was a high-ranking Heavenly Dao Alliance Wind Catcher, a new elder of the sect, and a young and strong man.

What he sees and hears is always the report of the people below, and what he sees from a high point of view.

But now, he is under the pseudonym "Lin Yuan", as a child of a down-and-out family, he has integrated into the reckless rivers and lakes and really contacted them.

At this time, Fang Qianyuan realized that the scattered cultivators were real rootless duckweed.

They are adrift and destitute, and sometimes it is difficult to even survive, let alone cultivate and improve.

However, in the past, he had heard from many elders and senior seniors that the cultivators were greedy, treacherous, lazy, and unwilling to make progress, which led to low cultivation and inability to obtain sufficient resources.

Which is right and which is wrong, it is natural to know at a glance.

It didn't take long for some of the sharp soldiers and entourage guards of the Baili family to join in, and Fang Qianyuan realized that in addition to the existence of reckless and scattered cultivation in the cultivation realm, there were also these family heroes and family slaves and miscellaneous servants raised by the sect.

They are often ordinary people, but they practice martial arts, or some superficial introductory techniques, and they can be regarded as people who have touched the threshold of cultivation.

These things are only enough to strengthen the body, or simply control a spiritual object.

As early as in the Cangshan Academy, during the entrance test, the master of the academy, Wei Ru, once said that it is not easy for spiritual masters to cultivate, and every secular mortal who has obtained the Fa, he will get one out of ten; after obtaining the Fa, those who have a sense of qi and refine the spirit yuan will get one of the ten; and those who open up the spiritual sea after that will also take one out of ten.

After that, in the last level, tame the spirit object and successfully channel the spirit, in order to become a real spirit master.

And these house slaves, miscellaneous servants, outer disciples, and even soldiers, are all composed of people with low qualifications among the spirit masters, or simply only pass three levels and fail to psychic!

Their number, ten times and a hundred times that of orthodox spirit masters, is also a force to be reckoned with.

"The reliance of the Soldier Hall, I'm afraid it is through them that a huge change from the bottom up will be set off, if these people can be transformed into soldiers, and even develop a method that ordinary mortals can directly transform without cultivating, then the whole world, everyone is like a dragon, and the spirit master will be useless!"

"This is absolutely not allowed by the orthodox spirit master, and between the two, there is an irreconcilable contradiction.

"But if you look at the righteousness and the trend of historical development, is the orthodox spirit master really the supreme and noble existence, is it the only choice for cultivating the truth?"

Just by incarnating as a casual cultivator and following these people for a few days, some of Fang Qianyuan's inherent cognitions and opinions in the past were shaken.

It's not that his will is not strong, nor is it that he has seen too little, but it is true that he has seen a whole new world.

Before you know it, it's late at night.

"Who? Ah......h

Suddenly, everyone who was chatting and resting heard a scream coming from the front, and everyone immediately grabbed their blades vigilantly and stood up.

"Enemy attack, there is enemy attack!"

A rush of voices came from the front of the camp.

But soon, Commander Huang's voice resounded in the air, overshadowing the audience.

"Don't mess up, stick to your position, be vigilant, and the first, third, and fifth squads will scatter and come to the head of the camp to support. ”

Most of the people present were well-trained warriors, as well as reckless casual cultivation who had been trained for a long time, although there were some retinues and maids who were flustered, but they could not affect the overall situation.

Fang Qianyuan happened to be in the fifth squad, and when he heard this, he also rushed to take a look.

But when I saw that the people who came to attack the camp were some monsters with short stature and dark bodies.

"Dwarf?" he immediately recognized the origin of the dwarf monster.

"That's right, it's the dwarf devil!" Lao Jiu glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "They are all monsters living in the demon cave, how did they run to the surface?"

"Haven't you heard? Recently, the qi veins in various parts of the Southern Wilderness have changed, natural disasters have appeared frequently, and some ancient books have begun to loosen the places of demon suppression and large and small demon caves, and just when there is a battle in the north, the major sects and families have no time to take care of it, so they have poured to the ground!" someone next to him explained.

"There is still such a thing?" Fang Qianyuan's heart moved, and he vaguely felt that this thing was a little unusual.