Chapter 429

Name:The Martial Son-in-law Author:姒念
Sitting on one side, the young man, who was not good-looking, immediately became interested when he heard the words from the foreign monk. He raised his eyebrows to the bar owner and said, "I'm responsible for the wine that this man drinks."

The foreign monk was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of the voice. There was a plain young man sitting beside him, looking at himself with a smile.

"What are you, brother?" The foreign practitioners were a little surprised. They didn't expect that the local conditions and customs of Dongzhou were so enthusiastic.

"Ha ha, it's a guest. I just want to invite you to have a drink. It's nothing. Besides, I'm very interested in what you said just now. You are very familiar with the process of promoting the hermit sect? "

It's a different story that the other party wants to hear some inside information.

The foreign monk immediately relaxed his guard and impolitely lifted his glass and nodded to the man to thank him for his generosity.

"I know a little about the process of promotion to the hermit sect. The promotion quota of each region is only one of them. It is more about qualification than quota. You must know this very well. The next step is the main play. The whole promotion process lasts about a month. Only when you can stick to the last clan can you be promoted to the hermit clan

Speaking of this, the foreign practitioners sighed: "in order to promote the hermit clan, the local overlord clan can be described as intriguing, fighting wits and bravery, and they don't need it. As a result, fighting and all kinds of intrigues are inevitable. It can be said that every clan that can be promoted to the hermit clan successfully climbs up on the bones of its competitors. "

"That's right." The foreign monk reached out and pointed to Zhang Chu: "I remember that your old clan, organization and tianluomen of Dongzhou also participated in the promotion contest in the past. As a result, the vitality of the patients was seriously damaged every time, and it took several years to recover. After the recovery, they have to compete in the election again, and their vitality will be greatly damaged. This is equivalent to a vicious circle, constantly weakening those top secular sects. It is rumored that this is one of the means for the secluded sect to suppress the secular sect. "

The owner of the bar wiped the cup and said, "I'm really sick. I know that every time I go there, I'll lose my strength. I'll go to the bar with my head broken."

"Hey, hey!" The foreign monk gave a mysterious smile: "the title of the hermit sect is too tempting. The vast majority of practitioners want to continue to climb up and become sages who call the wind and rain with their hands and feet. If we can't get rid of the limitation of secular sect, we can never pursue a stronger realm. But anyone who has a little ambition will go for it. "

This point was not fooled by the foreign practitioners.

All the practitioners of the secular sect can reach the highest level, which is just the peak period of practicing Qi.

And those who broke through the barriers and were promoted to the foundation building period were forced to break through purely relying on pills.

In other words, Dan medicine can help the practitioners to improve their realm, but once they reach the base period, it is impossible to enhance their strength by absorbing the essence between heaven and earth.

Only when you are promoted to the hermit clan can you continue to improve your strength.

Just like Zhang Chu, although his strength has reached the mid-term of foundation building, without more advanced elixir, Zhang Chu will always be "stuck" in the mid-term of foundation building, and it is impossible to further improve his strength.

"What is the specific process?" The man asked again.

The foreign monk shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't want to talk more.

The man didn't say anything, so he took out a Xuanji pill from his pocket and handed it to the monk.

The foreign monk's eyes changed dramatically. He turned to look at the man, shocked and said, "who are you? I can't believe I can take out this kind of pills. "

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether this pill can pry your mouth open." The man asked lightly.

The foreign monk looked down at the pill for a long time. He finally gritted his teeth and put the pill into his bag.

How bold a man is and how productive a land is.

"There are three barriers to the promotion of yinshizong, namely, to be a beginner, to compete with others and to win the world."

"Be more specific."

The foreign monk glanced around and made sure that no one was paying attention. Then he explained in a low voice.

"To be a beginner is to leave the territory of the secular sect and go to the territory of the hermit sect. As long as you can arrive on time, you can pass."

"So simple?" Man Leng for a while, some accidents.

"Simple?" The foreign practitioners laughed: "three of the zongmen who participated in the promotion contest in the past died on the first pass."

"What do you say?"

The foreign monk's eyes were dignified and asked, "do you know where the territory of the hermit clan is?"

"I don't know." The man shook his head honestly.

"Then it's over! The reason why the yinshizong gate is the yinshizong gate is precisely because it is mysterious and illusory. It is a secret place that ordinary people, even ordinary practitioners, can't reach. As far as I know, there are three secret places, namely, the land of the southern barbarians, the land of the northern plateau, and the vast sea island in the West. "

"Go on." The man's eyes were bright and he was interested in the knowledge he had never heard of.

The foreign monk took a drink from his glass and moistened his throat. He didn't answer immediately.

This kind of profound affectation actually means something.

The man immediately understood something and winked at the bar owner.

The owner of the bar said in a deep voice to the scattered guests: "the bar will be closed and reopened in the evening. They will go back to their own homes and find their own mothers."

A moment later, there were only three people left in the bar: the man, the monk and the owner.

Then the foreign monk spoke slowly: "in fact, the territory of the hermit sect is a place where people rarely visit and birds don't shit. For example, where we are now, because there are too many practitioners and years of absorption, the aura floating between heaven and earth is extremely thin. In those places where birds don't poop, because there are too few people and the close control of the hermit clan, the aura is strong. "

The foreign monk pulled his finger, and he didn't know whether it was the alcohol or the conversation. In short, he began to talk.

"The miasmatic land of Nanman, as the name suggests, is the virgin forest or tropical rain forest that few people visit in the south. The hermit sect lives in it and monopolizes the rich Qi. Similarly, because of the low air pressure and poor oxygen, few people will set foot in the northern plateau. The vast sea island is even simpler. The island on the sea may not be willing to go for money, so the practitioners are willing to take the risk in order to absorb aura and improve their realm. "

The man bowed his head and thought, "although these places are rarely visited, it seems that it is not difficult for the monks to reach them. Why do so many people die on the way?"