Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

"If there are no accidents, it will arrive in three or four days."

The immortal cultivator thought for a moment before answering, and his answer made Youhuang's tense nerves relax a little.

There are still three or four days left, and the masked man should be able to come back. Even if he can't, he can think of a way to avoid the prying eyes of the powerful people in the world of cultivation.

Suddenly, he smelled a familiar fragrance again. You Huang whispered, "Senior, did you smell a strange fragrance, like the fragrance of a high-level spiritual fruit?"

"It's not surprising to smell the fragrance of a high-level spiritual fruit." You Huang was a little confused by the immortal cultivator's answer, and then he continued, "Everyone has made a great harvest today. I guess someone among the fellow cultivators has harvested a high-level spiritual fruit."

"I see."

Youhuang pretended to be suddenly enlightened and looked like he was pretending to know something.

The immortal cultivator looked at Youhuang in surprise and said, "You are a disciple of Xuexuan Sect. After you entered the sect, didn't your teacher give you lessons and teach you these common sense?"

"Junior... I was still a casual cultivator before I entered the tomb." You Huang hesitated and said, "They were short of manpower, so they asked me to come here to make up the numbers. It just so happened that an elder in my family was injured and needed to bathe in spiritual herbs to heal his wounds, so I followed them here to pick some spiritual herbs and fruits. Senior Xue Zun gave me a token before I left the tomb."

"It means you didn't participate in the Immortal Sect election!"

"The Immortal Sect election won't start in two years!"

The two looked at each other, their eyes wide open, filled with disbelief.

"Xue Zun is really a cunning fellow." The immortal cultivator slapped the guardrail of the flying boat, frightening You Huang so much that he took two steps back. Then he heard the other party say, "If you have already chosen the person, why are you still holding the immortal sect election?"

"My dear nephew, no, little sister, please come to our Sword Sect."

"Your Sword Sect is not good enough." Youhuang refused without even thinking.

"What do you mean our Sword Sect is not good enough?" The immortal cultivator was so angry that he laughed at Youhuang's words. The little girl was so shameless.

"I had a fight with a disciple of the Sword Sect in the middle stage of foundation building in the medicine garden. He couldn't even take a single blow from me. This shows how bad your Sword Sect is...Your character is not good either. He was given a useless sword by Jianfeng and he flaunted it everywhere, thinking he was so powerful. He has no sense of shame or self-awareness at all."

You Huang thought about it seriously, shook his head and said, "You can't enter the Sword Sect. It's better to be the tail of a phoenix than the head of a chicken. If you bully the weak for too long, you will lose the motivation to move forward."

"That's just an exception. Most of the disciples are good." The immortal cultivator looked at Youhuang gently and said, "I will find that disciple later and ask her to apologize to you. Please consider our Jian Zong Bei."

"Senior, you can't touch her." You Huang looked at the immortal cultivator and said, "I can read faces. That female disciple has very poor aptitude, but her parents hold a very high status in the Sword Sect."

"He used a lot of elixirs to build his foundation, and he also developed an arrogant and domineering personality..." You Huang sighed and said, "As the saying goes, one rotten apple spoils the whole barrel. Your Sword Sect has a pot of porridge with rotten apples, and I won't eat it."

"I understand." The immortal cultivator looked at Youhuang with a smile and said, "There are still two years left. I will deal with this rat shit."

"The world is deteriorating. This is true in the mortal world and in the world of cultivation. Whether to change or not is not up to one person to decide." Youhuang thought it was just a courtesy from the other party and did not take it to heart. He stared at the flying birds in the sea of ​​clouds in front of him in a daze.

The masked man brought her here to help Building No. 1 explore the ancient tomb and take out the antiques inside for auction.

But it was a different story when she got here. She didn't see him take anything, nor did he ask her to help with anything, so what was the point of her coming here?

"I am Jian Zongjun, and I have not yet asked for your name."

The immortal cultivator suddenly introduced himself in a serious manner, apparently wanting to leave a good impression on the Sword Sect.

Most of the immortal sect disciples who go down the mountain to train and travel will use the name of their sect as their surname. The only exception is the people of the Sword Sect, who use the style of the sword they practice as their surname.

The Sword Sect brings together all the sword techniques in the world into one, and is divided into two branches, the Confucian and the Mad, based on different sword styles. The Confucian branch regards themselves as gentlemen, while the Mad branch regards themselves as prodigals. When they go out for training and travel, they use their respective branches or homophonic characters as their surnames.

As soon as Youhuang heard his name, he knew that he was a senior from the Confucian School of the Sword Sect.

"So you are the senior from the Sword Sect, Jun Zijian. I, You Huang, am honored to meet you." You Huang greeted him respectfully and said, "Senior, when is dinner ready? I am so hungry. I am almost starving to death."

"You have already established your foundation, why do you still need to eat?" Jun Buyan looked at Youhuang in confusion.

“I just established my foundation last night.” You Huang thought for a moment and said unhappily, “Besides, who said that you can’t eat when you are establishing your foundation?”

"I will not join any sect that doesn't give me food and meat during the two-year immortal sect election." He stroked the token on his waist and said, "Xuexuan Sect is not good either. When I grow up, I will be a casual cultivator and enjoy the good life. It is better than joining any sect."

"The desire for food and drink and the things of life will affect your practice."

"Bullshit."

As soon as Jun Buyan finished speaking, Youhuang denied it outright.

"That female disciple whose parents are both powerful sword masters, she must have been on a diet since she was young. I would like to ask how old she was when she successfully established her foundation."

"The children of our sect elders have better cultivation resources than ordinary disciples. Those with good aptitude usually build their foundation before the age of 20. I have a rough guess of who the female disciple you mentioned is. She should have built her foundation at the age of 30."

Jun Buyan did not directly say the man's name, which was considered to give the other party some dignity.

You Huang chuckled and said, "I am only thirteen years old. I have been practicing alone in the mortal world. I have never used spiritual stones, spiritual herbs, or elixirs. I have to run around for a living and eat and drink every day. After being found and taken back home by my biological parents, I have to eat a big bowl of meat for every meal. Only when I am full can I have the strength to practice."

These words left Jun Buyan speechless, and he didn't know how to refute for a moment.

You Huang continued, "From this we can see that the desire for food and the things of the world have no effect on cultivation at all."

"Humans always like to find all kinds of excuses for themselves." You Huang looked at Yun Hai and sighed, "Is it so difficult to admit that you are not qualified and talented?"

"I suddenly understand why Senior Xue Zun brought you with him." Jun Buyan said with a smile, "You have a clear mind. You are right. The desire for food and fireworks are just excuses. Even if there is an impact, it is not that big."

"Can we eat then?"

When Youhuang saw that the time was almost right, he immediately returned to the main topic.

Jun Buyan said with some embarrassment: "No one is eating on the flying boat, so naturally there is no food prepared. Besides, no one knows how to cook."

"If all else fails, we can just catch a bird and roast it." You Huang pointed at the birds flying around near the flying boat. She had just noticed that these birds were particularly fat, and she had long wanted to catch one and roast it.

"These birds must not be moved."

When Jun Buyan heard that Youhuang wanted to roast a bird, he was so scared that he almost lost his soul.