C285 Master of Kaiyuan
C285 Master of Kaiyuan
Ever since he came to the Myriad Spirit Sect, first it was Zhang Zhengli, then it was Chung Lingjiao, and then Chung Siming. The Heaven Looking Peak had given him a lot of effort, and he wasn't a cold-blooded person, so he naturally had to pay them back.
Chung Siming couldn't hold back the joy on his face any longer. He made an agreement with Yang Xuan that he would rest today and enter the secret realm tomorrow morning.
After returning to his cave, Yang Xuan sat down and began to count his treasures. He arranged them one by one in front of him. The scene was somewhat spectacular.
"What are you doing, kid? Are you setting up a stall?" The Black Panther asked in a daze.
Yang Xuan looked at the row of items in front of him and casually replied, "I am checking what I have. Tomorrow when I go to that dangerous mystic realm, perhaps something will come in handy."
As he spoke, Yang Xuan looked at the items for a long time. Finally, his eyes were still on the sword.
It seemed like the only thing he could use to exchange for the Longevity Sword was this wooden sword from the Phoenix Clan.
For a moment, Yang Xuan's face became anxious.
"Black Panther, I suddenly feel so poor!"
After crying to Black Panther, he immediately received a huge roll of eyes.
"Of course you're poor. Do you know that the path of cultivation is very costly? Cultivation requires money, magic treasures, and money. No matter what you do, you need money. Do you know where the money comes from?"
"Where did it come from?"
" It came from other cultivators! Killing and setting fire to the gold belt, the path of cultivation is not a peaceful path. The road is just so narrow, there are only so many resources, some people have to be eliminated. And you will be able to take their resources for your own use, it won't be long before you become rich "
The Black Panther said with great interest. In his mind, he had already imagined the scene of Yang Xuan covering his face and robbing people everywhere.
"Just thinking about it makes me feel excited!"
Yang Xuan was stunned by what the Black Panther said. In the end, he shivered all over and stopped the Black Panther's fantasy.
"Stop, stop, stop, stop. The Immortal Cultivation you speak of is just like a pirate robbing a house. I don't want to do this kind of shady business."
"Are you stupid?" The Black Panther's tone immediately became impatient and started to scold Yang Xuan. "Can you think of a way to change your mind? These people don't have the life of an Immortal cultivator to begin with. What's the use of occupying resources? Do you think your lifespan is over and you can use it as your inheritance? "
"You're different. You have such a good bloodline and talent, so you should make good use of it and make all of them submit to you!"
What the Black Panther said was undoubtedly very reasonable. However, the more Yang Xuan heard, the tighter his frown became.
His cultivation base was only to find his parents. He had never thought about the extent of his cultivation. He had never thought of making the people of the world bow down to him.
That wasn't the life he wanted, but it was also a violation of his own heart.
After expressing his thoughts to the Black Panther over and over again, the Black Panther finally accepted this reality gloomily. Yang Xuan was such a person.
The man and leopard fell into awkward silence. After a long time, Yang Xuan opened his mouth again and said, "Is there any other way to quickly become rich?"
The Black Panther originally did not want to talk to Yang Xuan, but after thinking for a while, he answered unwillingly, "Of course there is. Isn't there only one secret realm you are going to tomorrow?"
"Secret realm?"
"That's right, the birth of every mystic realm is the most unique existence in the world. It will appear at different times. Most of the secret realms are treasures left behind by predecessors, and a few of them are naturally formed. The latter is naturally more valuable."
"As for the secret realms formed by the treasures left behind by predecessors, they are naturally divided into three, six, and nine levels. They are divided according to the individual's strength. For example, if a Fusion Stage cultivator and a Opening Stage cultivator both left behind treasures, the Fusion Stage cultivator would definitely be better off. "
Speaking up to this point, the Black Panther paused for a moment and then added," Oh right, the things I just told you are all examples of me. What kind of trash realm is the Fusion Stage? It has yet to reach the basic realm of establishing a Secret Realm. "
"Then what realm can build a secret realm?"
"You don't have to worry about that. That realm is too far away from you now. Let's wait a hundred years and discuss it again!"
As he spoke, Black Panther let out a long yawn and then comfortably fell asleep. He did not answer Yang Xuan anymore.
After having some basic understanding of the secret realm, Yang Xuan was not as confused as before. He quietly put away all the things on the ground and then threw them back into the business of raising Little Black.
Time passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was the morning of the second day. As soon as Yang Xuan woke up, he was brought to the Beast Forest by the disciples sent by Chung Siming.
He walked along the familiar road to the core area and walked for a while. Yang Xuan suddenly felt a strong Qi.
In his heart, Yang Xuan opened his Heavenly Eye without batting an eyelid. Looking not far away, he saw a dozen dazzling lights.
"What a high realm..." Yang Xuan exclaimed in his heart. He had already guessed that those were the elders of Myriad Spirit Sect who had come to seal off the secret realm.
When they arrived in front of an open space, there were indeed a dozen white-bearded old men sitting cross-legged, waiting for something in this open space.
When he came into contact with them, Yang Xuan immediately felt like a tiny drop of water. When he saw the vast and boundless ocean, his cultivation base was really too weak.
One of these elders was the Heaven Looking Peak Lord, Chung Siming. When he saw Yang Xuan, he immediately stood up and walked over.
"What took you so long to come here? We have been waiting here for a long time!" As Chung Siming spoke, he patted Yang Xuan's shoulder twice, making Yang Xuan feel as if his soul was about to be slapped out.
After calming his emotions, Yang Xuan bowed respectfully to everyone. "Yang Xuan, young man, greets the elders of Myriad Spirit Sect."
These elders immediately stood up and looked at Yang Xuan from head to toe. A moment later, an elder in green clothes walked out.
"You are Yang Xuan, the disciple who defeated Lee Changqing?"
Yang Xuan quickly lowered his head and waved his hand, "I don't deserve it. It was just a fluke."
Before the elder in green could say anything, another voice came from in front of Yang Xuan. "Humph, what a fluke!"
Yang Xuan quickly looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a gloomy face walking out from the group of elders. His eyes stared at Yang Xuan fiercely, as if he wanted to skin Yang Xuan alive and eat him.