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date="2020-12-24"

title="Chapter 21: Come In My Bowl "

weight="113468"

series = ["My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World"]

mode = "manual"

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Regardless of whether the roommates were persuaded by Jingyue or not, they can only accept the days without the medicine.

At noon that day, the sun was in the mountains.

Suddenly Liang Yuan rushed into the house with a gust of wind, his face could not hide his excitement, even his voice trembled: "I, I have received an invitation for the exchange meeting."

"Really?!"

Shi Nian and Yu Xiaobao hurriedly surrounded them, their eyes shining brightly.

"Really, Brother He invited us to the dormitory together!"

Yu Xiaobao's eyes widened, and he fingered himself incredulously: "Can I or I go too?"

"That's right." Liang Yuan nodded and confirmed.

"Oh my God..." Yu Xiaobao's body shook, and the huge surprise made him dizzy.

Poetry Year: "Wait, you said that we are in the dormitory, so A Jing was also invited?"

Liang Yuan was taken aback, with a strange tone: "His name is indeed written on the post."

Jingyue: "What do you say about the exchange meeting?"

Shi Nian glanced at him, "It was an exchange meeting for our civilians. It was originally for the exchange of cultivation experience, and then it gradually gained scale. Not only can you ask the seniors and sisters to answer questions, but you can also inquire about information, exchange resources, and even delegate tasks. Pay the corresponding price."

Jingyue: "Popular faction? Why would you let me go?"

Several people looked at each other, Liang Yuan said: "It's really strange. The exchange meeting usually only invites high-level disciples who practice Qi. Only high-end disciples with high talent will have the opportunity to get posts."

Poetry Year: "Could it be that they were here for A Jing?"

Seeing a few people looking around in a puzzled way, he hesitated and said: "It stands to reason that no matter Brother Liang, Xiaobao, or me, none of them are outstanding, and we have never received an invitation in the past, but A Jing..."

Liang Yuan hummed unhappily, but he also knew that what Shi Nian said was the truth.

Poetry Year: "The incident about the entrance of the barrier that day has been spread, and the conflict between A Jing and the Propaganda faction is even greater. Perhaps the organizer of the exchange meeting has ideas for you."

Liang Yuan and Yu Xiaobao thoughtfully.

Jingyue: "Don't guess, you will know when you go. When?"

Liang Yuan: "Just tonight."

The night was getting darker, but a garden somewhere on Chiba Island was very lively.

As soon as Jingyue and her roommate entered the garden, many people looked over, and they were stunned to see him.

A disciple who practiced Qi Qizhong came up, "Who are you? Any posts?"

Liang Yuan hurriedly handed over the invitation, "The post contains the names of the four people in our dormitory."

The man turned the post carefully and asked in doubt: "Why are the pro-dispatchers also here?"

Jingyue is now an insider celebrity, and few people don't know it. He just smiled and said nothing.

Another humanity said: "This is an exchange meeting of our civilian faction. You have sent a Jindan real person to guide you. Come here, don't you feel wronged?"

Liang Yuan explained: "A Jing did not join the pro-passionist faction."

The man said again: "I can't even look down on the guidance of the real Jindan, can I still look at our little temple?"

There is no lack of echoes around, as if Liang Yuan's invitation is fake.

Liang Yuan's complexion turned red, and he was worried. A young man in a moon white gown came up, "These are all my guests. Don't be rude."

He bowed his hands to Liang Yuan and the four others: "Everyone just has doubts in their hearts and has no other meaning. Please forgive me for your disrespect."

"No, of course not." Liang Yuan stretched his back, stiffly like a little daughter-in-law, "It is a great honor for us to be invited by Brother He."

Shi Nian and Yu Xiaobao are also like smashing garlic, only Jingyue said in his heart. Those people have read the invitation, but they are still embarrassed. Most of them want to give them offense.

No, it should be said that he was targeted.

He didn't believe that Brother He invited him, and the others really knew nothing about it. His identity is embarrassing. If a commoner has an idea for him, he must pass the anger beforehand.

Jingyue looked at the gentle young man in front of him, and came to a conclusion-this one is just here to sing/red/face.

However, he doesn't want to cooperate. Please everyone is so scheming?

Jingyue: "Your hospitality really puzzled me. Since we were invited by Brother He, and we also showed up with invitations, why do they still have so many complaints, how dissatisfied with you?"

He Xianzhi: "..."

Jingyue: "Fortunately, a few of us have good tempers. If we really meet the arrogant man, won't we be mad?"

Sing the white face everyone: "..."

Jingyue: "For the face of Brother He, I don't care about it, but don't do this again in the future. Oh, by the way, I am straightforward, please forgive me."

Liang Yuan & Shi Nian & Yu Xiaobao: "………………"

He Xianzhi smiled reluctantly, "Then you go shopping first, let's stay away for the time being."

When he left, Liang Yuan pulled Jingyue to the side and said in a low voice: "Are you crazy? That's Brother He Xianzhi, the chairman of the exchange meeting! Now you have achieved great accomplishment in Qi training, only one step away from foundation building. You are like this. If you offend him, what if you don't invite us in the future?"

Jingyue: "Then he is really stingy."

Liang Yuan decided to ignore him.

Jingyue wandered around at random, and saw the disciples gather for exchanges. Most of them were recent practice experiences, as well as some major events in the sect or the cultivation world.

Such as the changes in the ranking of the base-building period on the Feixian list, the fairy Mengyan was controlled by the demon to assassinate Qin Zhenjun, the grand ancestors entering the sect to be held in the future, the big pit at the entrance of the sect barrier a while ago...

Jingyue heard the name "Jingshan" several times.

"I heard that another disciple of the Zixia School has been promoted to the Shanhe List. By all accounts, the number of people on the list during the base-building period has surpassed us."

"So what? The ancestors of the Zixia Sect will not enter the Tribulation for a day, so they can only subdue after our sect for one day, and it will be useless no matter how strong the momentum is."

Jingyue's heart moved, Zixia Pie? It seems to be the Faxiu school of Xia Nanzhou? Most of it is a menacing force, which has already made Cold Cloud Sect feel threatened, otherwise these disciples would not be so angry when they mentioned it.

It's just that Cold Cloud Sect has been sitting the No. 1 Fazong in the world for a long time, and can't look at the situation soberly.

Jingyue went all the way to the back of the garden, where there were rows of stalls, and at a glance there were about forty stalls. The stalls sell everything, including weapons, exercises, pills, spiritual herbs, etc., and even senior sister XX's jade hairpin, senior XX's socks, and other items that have nothing to do with cultivation.

For example, he is holding the "Picture Album of One Hundred People in the Cultivation World". He is thinking about why such things are sold at the exchange meeting. Is it helpful to cultivation?

The stall owner seemed to see through his heart and said unpredictably: "Have you heard of faith?"

Jingyue: "...I don't understand."

"Wrong!" Blue Phoenix corrected in time, "Should you ask him if he has heard of An/Li?"

...? ?

Ignoring the endless talk of the stall owner, Jingyue flipped over—

Huh? Isn't this his former life friend? So he died like this? unfortunately.

what? Isn't this his former enemy? So he died like that? Deserve it!

Ok? Isn't this him? The portrait is exactly the same as the one in the Patriarch's Hall, and it seems to be widely spread.

Jingyue put the book down, walked a few more steps, and stopped in front of a stall. There is only a note on the stall-a reward: How can the earth escape technique increase the sneak distance?

Jingyue thought for a while and asked, "How does your spiritual power work when you use the earth escape technique?"

The stall owner recognized Jingyue and hesitated: "According to the book, pour spiritual power into your legs. But I heard that the monks who lived ten thousand years ago had a sneaking distance of several times the present. I wonder if there is any. The trick?"

Jingyue: "Earth Escape is a low-level spell derived from shrinking the ground into an inch, and shrinking the ground into an inch requires the use of multiple joints in the body. You can try to concentrate your spiritual power on your shoulders, vertebrae, thighs, knees, ankles, etc. As for how to distribute the joints, you have to experience it yourself."

The stall owner pondered for a while, and then he clapped his hands and said, "It makes sense, let me try. Uh, I prepared the Ten Lingshi as a reward. Are you satisfied?"

"Okay."

Jingyue took the reward, and helped several stall owners to solve their cultivation questions. The format of the Heart-Tao Exchange Meeting is very good. There are tens of thousands of sect disciples. It is difficult for the lecturer to take care of everyone when teaching the class. People usually have to study alone if they have any questions. And through the platform of the exchange meeting, the disciples can not only solve each other's confusion and expand their ideas, but also draw on the strengths of others and make up for their shortcomings, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

In a corner at this time, He Xianzhi asked, "What do you think of him?"

A person beside him said: "It is true that he is talented and willing to help others. Since he has fallen out with his proletariat, why not invite him to our boat?"

So when the exchange meeting ended that day, Jingyue was brought to He Xianzhi, and he noticed that the man standing beside He Xianzhi had already built a foundation.

He Xianzhi: "This is Brother Yan Min."

Jingyue gave a bow and Yan Min said, "You are welcome."

The latter is straightforward, "Please stay here to ask Junior Brother Jing, would you like to join my civilian family?"

Jingyue bluntly refused, "I don't want to participate in any faction disputes. I don't want to join the pro-herald, the family, or the common people."

Yan Min frowned, "But you always find a force to rely on, otherwise where do the cultivation resources come from?"

Jingyue: "Is it necessary to waste time on trivial things in intrigue for a little training resource, isn't it worth the loss?"

His words made Yan Min dissatisfied, "How do you understand the sadness of ordinary disciples? Their qualifications are not as good as you, and their resources are not as good as the other two factions. If there is no more contention, where is there a chance to get ahead?"

Jingyue: "Isn’t it basic to practice with one heart and not be disturbed by foreign objects? I think the talents of the Zixia school disciples will not be higher than Cold Cloud Sect, and the training resources will not be better than Cold Cloud Sect, but the younger generation does Has surpassed us, is it not enough to explain the problem?"

Yan Min remained silent for a while, and said, "Since you have no intention, I won't force it, please."

Waiting for Jingyue to leave, He Xianzhi asked: "Then Jingshan is so ignorant of what is good or bad, is it to make him suffer?"

Yan Min shook his head, "This matter ends here. Whether he is good or bad, he will have nothing to do with us in the future."

For some reason, he thought of the bottleneck that he had been unable to break through, and suddenly felt a little shaken in his heart. If he can devote all his mind to cultivation, would it be another scene?

Maybe Jingshan is right, but the game has been set. As a pawn, how can he overturn the game?

The author has something to say: Little Theater

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He Xianzhi: They are all unintentional, don't take it to heart.

Jingyue: I speak straight, don't take it to heart, Keke.

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Many years later--

Vendor: Big sale, big sale! The Linggrass touched by the ancestor Jing, the stones touched by the ancestor Jing, the sleeping clothes worn by the ancestor Jing, the pheasants raised by the ancestor Jing... The original price is one hundred spirit stones, two hundred spirit stones, three Bailingshi is now only twenty! Only twenty!

Blue Phoenix:? ? ? ! ! !

Qin Yanzhi: ...pack one.