The world of self-cultivation has been ruined by me

Su Le controlled Yanling and walked out of the cave together, and came to a small stone room, where there was a bed, a table, and some wine and meat on it.

"What the hell, let me work hard inside the mine, and you drink and eat meat outside?" Su Le glared at Yan Ling viciously, jumped up and slapped him hard.

Yanling was under control and didn't feel it at all, Su Le felt bored, sat down, grabbed the meat and gnawed it.

"Well, the quality of the meat is good, but the taste is too bland, bad review!"

Su Le swallowed the meat in his mouth, grabbed the flagon and took a sip, his eyes lit up: "This wine is good, sweet, and has a delicate fragrance."

Satisfied with food and drink, Su Le came to the bed and lay down, squinting his eyes slightly: "It's time to get down to business."

With a ray of mind, he controlled Yanling to walk outside.

It was getting dark outside, and under the light of some glowing stones, things could be seen clearly.

The two rows of simple houses next to it are the residences of the handyman disciples in charge of mining. There are six people in one room, and the conditions are extremely poor.

Even so, there are still many people who are willing to be handyman disciples. Although it is hard work, they can practice basic skills, and they can be promoted to outer disciples after they reach the fourth level of Qi training.

Of course, this kind of situation is extremely rare. Handyman disciples are all false spiritual roots mixed with five kinds of spiritual roots. The affinity of spiritual energy is extremely poor, and it is extremely difficult to absorb spiritual energy. If it is better, it can break through the first level of Qi training in three to five years, and if it is worse, it will last for a lifetime Neither is hopeful.

Su Le controlled Yanling to find a gong, came to the middle of the road, and smiled.

He raised the copper pendant and knocked it hard a few times.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The piercing sound broke the tranquility of the night and spread far away.

"Fuck, what happened?"

"I'm scared to death, who is it?"

"Which wicked thing..."

There was chaos in the houses on both sides, everyone was awakened and cursed loudly.

Yanling waited for a while, and then said loudly: "Everyone listen, I, Yanling, feel something today, so hereby sing a song, I hope everyone will join in."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the curses of others and started singing directly.

"My heart is waiting forever waiting..."

Singing is the peak, Su Le is not polite at all, directly controlling Yan Lingbiao's high pitch, that is called a ghost crying and wolf howling.

"Fuck, you must be sick!"

"What the hell, shut up!"

Someone in the next room couldn't bear it, and rushed out. Seeing that it was Yanling, he immediately turned off the fire.

Although Yanling has no cultivation base, he is strong and strong, so he was favored by the steward and helped him manage the chores here.

When these people came out and saw that it was him, they didn't dare to get angry, so they could only endure in silence.

Su Le didn't care about other things, and controlled Yan Ling to sing that line back and forth, singing so loudly that he even forgot his purpose and started to jump up.

Pinching fingers, twisting buttocks...

A strong man, all kinds of twists and turns, that kind of picture is simply not too beautiful.

More and more people came out, staring at this scene dumbfounded, and the words "fuck" circulated in their hearts.

"Step aside!"

With a loud shout, the crowd moved aside, and a thin young man came over.

"Hello Guan Liu." The people around kept saying hello.

Guanshi Liu nodded, looked at Yan Ling who was twisting and twisting, his old face darkened: "What are you looking at, why don't you go up and restrain him!"

The crowd had endured the pain for a long time, but at this moment, the steward spoke, and they were no longer polite, several people rushed forward, threw Yan Ling to the ground, and held him down.

Yanling couldn't move his body, and his mouth couldn't stop howling.

Seeing this, a young man took off his sock and stuffed it directly into Yanling's mouth.

Feeling this scene, Su Le felt disgusted and retreated directly.

Yanling woke up faintly, realized his situation, struggled vigorously, whimpering.

Guanshi Liu found out that something was wrong and asked someone to remove the sock from his mouth.

"Bastard, let me go!"

Guanshi Liu let him go, and asked, "Yanling, what's going on?"

Yanling glared at them viciously, then turned his head to look at Guanshi Liu, and said with an apologetic smile, "Guanshi Liu, what happened?"

"You do not know?"

"What do I know?"

Yan Ling's expression was baffled, but he hadn't turned his head around yet.

Guanshi Liu saw that he didn't seem to be pretending, so he frowned and guessed in his heart: "Could it be that Yanling offended someone? Was he controlled?"

Yanling inquired about what happened just now to the people next to him, his face was gloomy and uncertain.

"Okay, let's go."

Guanshi Liu dispersed the crowd, took a look at Yanling, turned and left.

Yanling hurriedly followed, and said in a low voice: "My lord, what's going on with me?"

"It should be controlled by someone." Liu Guanshi pondered: "Have you offended anyone recently?"

"No, my lord, is there such a method in Immortal Law?"

"Immortal magic is unpredictable, this time it's okay, it just made you look ugly, it didn't endanger your life." Guanshi Liu looked around and lowered his voice: "Yanling, you've been keeping a low profile recently."

Yan Ling nodded, with lingering fear on his face, he suddenly thought of Su Le, and hurriedly said: "My lord, if you want to offend, I only offended Su Le, could it be related to him?"

Liu Guanshi thought for a while and said, "Probably not. Su Le only knows Su Li, and Su Li doesn't want to see him, so he definitely won't help him."

"Okay, you go back, keep a low profile recently."

Yanling stopped, turned his head to look at the mine, feeling some inexplicable fear in his heart.

……

While Yan Ling was harassing the handyman disciples, Su Le closed his eyes to sense, Yu's head and mouth opened in his mind, and strands of gray power were absorbed by him.

At the same time, a little bit of black energy emerged between Yu's brows, floating in his mind.

At this time, the confirmation information began to change, and the number in the column of cultivation level continued to rise.

15, 28, 35, 51, 70…

Su Le looked at it happily. When it reached around [-], the beating of the numbers began to slow down, and it became a few points up.

Looking at this scene, Su Le was thoughtful. The first time it rose so fast, it must have been when Yan Ling beat the gong, which shocked everyone, and the effect of singing later was not very good.

"Can't we have a concert?"

Su Le rubbed his chin and thought about it.

After a moment, the numbers stopped beating and the information changed.

Host: Su Le

Cultivation method: "Managing People"

Supernatural powers: "Magic Seed"

Cultivation level: First level of Qi training (1253/2000)

Intimacy: 1
"It's not bad, it provides a total of 2253 negative points, and it's almost time to get to the second level of Qi training."

Su Le nodded in satisfaction. There are more than one hundred handyman disciples here, which is equivalent to each person providing more than 20 negative points.

"Look at the changes in the first level of Qi training?"

Su Le put away his thoughts and focused his attention on the black energy in his mind. At this time, the black energy was already as big as a finger.

He felt for a while that the black energy seemed not to be an entity, but something like divine consciousness, illusory, and could detect the nearby space.

"This……"

Su Le was dumbfounded. His body didn't change at all. Strictly speaking, he had no cultivation.

"What the hell, I still have to rely on myself to cultivate immortals!"