I have become immortal, Taoist friends still need to be diligent

"Oh, fellow Taoist, go ahead."

After hearing the pitiful voice of the sixth-level Qi Refining male monk, Li Mu realized that he was still holding someone else's arm.

After quickly letting go of other people's arms, Li Mu planned to join in the fun and see the demeanor of the Jindan Sect disciples.

"so many people?"

When Li Mu arrived at the place where the monks gathered, he found that there were at least several thousand people there. Fortunately, someone had built a high platform, and other people could see clearly no matter how far away they were with the good eyesight of the cultivators.

"Look, the top ten inner disciples are here."

As a sharp-eyed monk in the crowd spoke, everyone quickly looked into the distance.

I found ten foundation-building monks with different looks, each stepping on different magic weapons and slowly flying towards the high platform.

"It's so graceful. If I have such a day, it would be worth it even if I just sit there and die."

"Just you?"

"What? Looking down on me?"

"I just look down on you, what's wrong?"

……

Li Mu saw that the two monks in front of him were likely to fight each other if they had a disagreement, so he frowned slightly and retreated behind the crowd.

"Quiet~"

Just as the two were about to take action, they heard a solemn voice, which made the hearts of everyone present tremble.

I saw ten inner disciples who had just flown to the high platform and were suspended in the air. After hearing the sound, they all turned around and said together.

"Welcome to you, elder."

Li Mu looked towards the gazes of the ten people and saw a monk flying from the air riding a green wolf-like spiritual beast.

Li Mu looked at the monk riding the green wolf. He was only half a century old, but his long shawl hair was fluttering in the wind, and he was equipped with a golden spear. His expression was stern. Like a powerful immortal general. All the monks present dared not look directly into each other's eyes.

"This is what monks like us should do."

Li Mu couldn't help but speak.

"Ah."

The monk who rode the green wolf spirit beast did not say much after he arrived at the high platform. He just casually answered the greetings of the ten inner disciples and then left the high platform and went to the desk prepared by the senior officials of Xiuxian Town.

"Disciple of Shang Yun Sect, Kong Buxuan today..."

As the monk riding the green wolf sat down, a tall and tall middle-aged monk on the high platform spoke first.

This sermon lasted for three full days, and Li Mu did not fail in each one, just because Li Mu felt that every monk on the stage made sense.

Li Mu couldn't digest it for the time being, so he secretly memorized all the monks' words, planning to ponder them carefully later.

"These three days have been really fruitful."

"Who is not? Disciples from major sects are different. I feel every word is a wise saying."

After the sermon ended, Li Mu listened to the words of the monk next to him and felt the same way.

Unfortunately, they only talked about the knowledge before the early stage of foundation building, which made Li Mu feel a little regretful.

There were dozens of foundation-building monks present who also came to listen to the lecture. Li Mu felt that they were not just here to listen to other people's knowledge of cultivation before the foundation-building stage.

Sure enough, Li Mu's judgment was correct. As soon as the sermon ended, many foundation-building monks surrounded the ten Shangyun Sect disciples.

It seemed that they had been talking about something, but Li Mu couldn't hear it, just because they threw out the isolation note.

As the name suggests, the isolation note is a second-level talisman that can isolate sounds.

"..."

Li Mu couldn't help but feel a little envious when he saw this scene. Everyone has the desire to seek truth.

"Sooner or later, I will be one of them."

A monk next to him expressed the true thoughts of many monks, including Li Mu.

"..."

Li Mugang wanted to turn around to see if that fellow Taoist had the same ambition as him, but he saw that the person speaking was a white-headed and white-bearded "great monk" at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Li Mu suddenly thought of three words.

He thought he was a young and promising monk in the late stage of Qi refining, or even at the peak of Qi refining, but it turned out to be an old man in his seventies.

Although immortal cultivators have some means to change their appearance, Li Mu can still tell that the energy and blood in the other person's body may not match his external appearance.

This is also because the other party is a monk who is not very good at concealing himself. Generally, monks with some worth will not let others see the decline of their energy and blood.

"Old Shen, you are already half buried in the ground, yet you are still trying to build a foundation?"

"What do you know? As the saying goes, ambition does not depend on age. What's more, my talent may not mean that the senior with vicious eyes took a fancy to me and rewarded me with a high-level elixir that increases my vitality and blood."

"When the time comes, I will return to my old age and become a child again, and my strength will naturally improve by leaps and bounds. It is only the foundation building period, and it will be just around the corner."

Hearing that the old man had no self-awareness, the monks around him looked at him a few more times.

"I'm afraid your brain in cultivating immortals is broken. Hahaha, foundation building is just around the corner. You'd better break through to the late stage of Qi refining as soon as possible. Don't die in a hurry before you are halfway through cultivating immortals."

Li Mu glanced at the middle-aged monk who was laughing crazily at the old man, and then quietly left a little distance.

"It's a miracle that this mouth is still alive today."

Looking at the poisonous tongue monk again, Li Mu sighed inwardly.

"Humph, the little sparrow never knows what the wild geese see."

The old man was very angry, but he sized up the situation and did not get entangled with the poisonous monk. He flicked his sleeves and left the scene.

"The Taoist heart can be expressed."

When Li Mu heard the old man's words, he felt a little less contemptuous and a little more respectful.

"Xiaobai, let's go."

Li Mu saw that the sermon was over and everyone was leaving one after another, so he greeted Xiaobai and left.

"Building Kidan?"

Li Mu walked to the front of a tall building and saw someone inside shouting the words Foundation Establishment Pill.

In order to watch the excitement and eat cantaloupe, Li Mu stood behind the crowd and observed carefully.

"Dare to ask my friend, what happened?"

Li Mu, who looked for a moment without realizing what was happening, patted the shoulder of a middle-aged monk in front of him, and then asked.

"My fellow Taoists don't know that every time a disciple of the Shangyun Sect comes to Fangshi to preach, the Shangyun Sect will put out hundreds of foundation-building pills for auction."

"So many of the late Qi Refining Stage, Peak Qi Refining Stage, and even some Foundation Establishment Stage monks here will wait for the end of the sermon to try their luck."

"in the past……"

The middle-aged monk was not angry when Li Mu patted him on the shoulder. Instead, he patiently spoke to Li Mu.

After Li Mu listened, he thought for a moment and understood the purpose of Shangyun Sect.

It may be like the ordinary cultivator market, because the controlling forces are not strong, or the gathered monks are too thin. Generally, there is no direct sale or auction of Foundation Establishment Pills.

But for a behemoth like the Shangyun Sect, which has more than a dozen Golden Core Stage monks alone, they are naturally not afraid of just four or five Spirit Root monks breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Instead, you can rely on the large number of monks gathered during the sermon to sell high-value immortal cultivation resources such as Foundation Establishment Pills and harvest massive amounts of spiritual stones.

"So that's the case, thank you fellow daoist for clarifying the confusion."

After listening, Li Mu said sincerely to the middle-aged monk in front of him.

"It doesn't matter, I'm just older and have seen more."

The middle-aged monk didn't pay much attention to Li Mu's thanks and just said lightly.

In Shangyunfang City, the largest city of Shangyun Sect, sermons can only be preached once every ten years at most.

But the middle-aged monk may have only seen him a few times because of his actual age. Naturally, you won’t feel superior to others just because of this information.