Urban Cultivation: I Was Dug Out Again

Kyoto, Ryugakure Base, the convoy drove into the base, and was immediately greeted by a group of Hidden Dragon Guards, led by No. 4 and No. 5.

Number 4 walked up to an old man and saluted respectfully.

"Ancestor, you are here too."

"Hmph~ You also know that I am an ancestor, and you didn't report to the family that there was an ancestor in the Hidden Dragon Guard. Do you still have a family in your eyes?"

That old man is the ancestor of the Tan family. The Tan family is famous for its kicking skills and its light kung fu skills. Among the top nine numbers in the Hidden Dragon Guard, apart from Mo Tian, ​​the number 4 is the fastest, and now she is on top. It was a blessing in disguise that with the help of Mo Tian's Osmanthus Immortal Brew, he broke through to the late innate stage, and his body skills surpassed those of the Hidden Dragon Guard.

"Ancestor, you know that the Hidden Dragon Guard also has the rules of the Hidden Dragon Guard."

"Hmph~ Forget it, take me to meet the ancestor of the Transformation Realm." He was eager to see Mo Tian and seek Mo Tian's guidance.

"Old Heavenly Master." No. 5 also walked up to the Heavenly Master Dao ancestor and bowed.

"Well, Zifeng reported to me. It is said that the method used by your No. 1 is not a martial arts method, but a real secret technique of cultivating immortals. But is it true?" The old Celestial Master is over a hundred years old. He wears a Celestial Master Taoist robe and carries it on his back. Carrying a dark wooden sword on his back, his hair was covered with silver threads, his beard reached to his chest, and he had an air of immortality.

"You'd better ask No. 1 yourself, I really can't answer it."

But in the eyes of these old men, his attitude was equivalent to acquiescence.

All the old guys were a little emotional.

Immortal cultivators, there really are immortal cultivators, and they are all families that have existed for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Some sects, such as the predecessor of Tianshi Dao, were even sects of cultivating immortals, and their books recorded the glory of the ancient world of cultivating immortals.

But now they are unable to reproduce this glory, and those ancient books on cultivating immortals have become a pile of scraps. Some people with extraordinary talents want to use the classics on cultivating immortals to embark on a different path, but unfortunately things backfire and they end up living a mediocre life.

Therefore, almost all sects of aristocratic families began to practice martial arts, cultivate themselves, and no longer pursue those illusory things.

But now they know that there are actually people who can actually cultivate those immortal cultivation classics. You must know that they are different cultivation methods, and the energy levels they cultivate are completely different, but what is needed to cultivate those kinds of classics is spiritual energy.

In this world now, where is there so much spiritual energy that can support a person in the Qi refining stage?

Even Luo Qingyin was able to break through and reach the Qi refining stage only with the support of Mo Tian's Spirit Gathering Pill and Osmanthus Immortal Brew.

Mo Tian's elixir was not enough for Luo Qingyin alone, otherwise Zhang Yaqing and the three girls would not be practicing martial arts, but practicing spirituality.

"Ancestors, please go in, No. 1 has not arrived yet." No. 4, No. 5 and No. 7 took twelve ancestors from the martial arts world into the Longyin Base command center and waited for Mo Tian to return.

In the conference room in the center of the base, a group of ancestors were drinking the best tea and waiting anxiously. Suddenly they heard the sound of a helicopter coming from outside. The ancestors were moved and came back.

No. 2, No. 3 and No. 6 took Mo Tian and his team members into the command center. When they arrived at the conference room, they saw a group of old men locked on him with eager eyes, and suddenly felt a chill coming over them. whole body.

"Damn it, why are you old boys looking at me like that? It's disgusting."

"Uh~" Everyone was speechless. These were all Taishan Beidou in the Yanxia martial arts world. They felt a little embarrassed to be called an old boy by Mo Tian, ​​especially because many of the ancestors were the ancestors of their respective families.

"What is this for?" Mo Tian turned back to look at No. 2 and the others.

"The ancestors want to meet No. 1. I hope No. 1 can give me some advice to help them break through the shackles." No. 2 is also one of them. He has been stuck at the peak of the innate world for more than ten years. At this moment, his mood is actually the same as these. People are the same, they all hope to get Mo Tian's guidance.

"Are you annoyed? You've been flying for so long and you still haven't eaten yet? Can you give me some advice? Bangchui, hurry up and arrange dinner. I'm begging you to die of hunger."

"Hey, okay, No. 1, I'll arrange it right away." What this idiot was thinking about at the moment was that he could drink again.

Mo Tian walked up to the first place, which was his position. However, there were four old men in wheelchairs sitting here.

Mo Tian glanced at them and only said one sentence.

"Bounce away, this is my position." Everyone was speechless again. Maybe these four old martial arts masters had never been treated so unceremoniously in their lives.

But the four of them didn't dare to say a word and could only nod their heads quickly.

Then he silently turned the wheels of his wheelchair to move to the top position.

Mo Tian sat down carelessly, and next to him sat the three girls Luo Qingyin, No. 6 and Zhang Yaqing.

Seeing this scene, a group of people immediately knew something.

The outside rumors are wrong. On Mo Tian's left is Luo Qingyin, who should be the person with the highest status around him. On the right is No. 6. It seems that his status is higher than Mo Tian's three apprentices, followed by Zhang Yaqing's three daughters.

When the ancestor of the Zhang family saw this scene, a chrysanthemum-like smile bloomed on his face.

The ancestor of the Bei family next to him was so angry that he kept cursing his unfulfilled junior, No. 7. Obviously, he already knew that his junior had blocked No. 1 and was deprived of the right to contact No. 1. He was so angry that he couldn't argue with it. , this is not stupid anymore, this is completely brainless.

He couldn't help but regret that he had let Bei Xiangyang enter the Hidden Dragon Guard. He should have let Bei Xiangtian come to the Hidden Dragon Guard. The boss at least was not like the second brother and had some brains.

"I told you guys, the loess has been buried up to the Tianling Cap. Why don't you enjoy the remaining time? You have to crawl out and wander around." Mo Tian's mouth is really poisonous. These people are also ancestors after all. At this moment Being scolded is like a grandson.

"Well~ we think we can still save a little bit, and we also hope that Patriarch Mo will not hesitate to give us some advice and give some pointers to the younger generation. Maybe we can hope to break through the shackles."

"There may still be hope for them. You four should forget about it. You may die faster if you force a breakthrough." Some people were happy about Mo Tian's words, while others were sad. The ones who were happy were naturally the ancestors of the Zhang family, the ancestors of the Bei family, and others who have not yet reached the level. For a centenarian, the most tragic thing is naturally the four ancestors in wheelchairs.

"Is it really hopeless?"

"Well, no more. Your current body is already a broken sack. Forcibly compressing your Qi will only make you leak faster. However, your Qi is deep. I still have a way to let you live a few more years. It's just That’s it.”

"Go get some wine glasses and come in."

"Oh~ okay, I'll get it right away." No. 3 jumped out quickly, and the benefit came.

Then Mo Tian saw No. 3 carrying a plate with twenty or thirty wine glasses on it.

As soon as Mo Tian rolled his eyes, he asked No. 3 to just get four wine glasses. This guy came in with a bunch of wine glasses. Mo Tian counted them and found that they exactly matched the number of people in the conference room. Even the glass with the mallet was ready.

Damn it, these people are addicted to wool gathering.

Forget it, we can't favor one over the other, the wine is getting less and less.

He took out the gourd, and a group of ancestors saw that the small gourd kept pouring out mellow wine, seemingly endlessly.

"Mustard Na Sumeru?" The size of that gourd cannot hold two or three kilograms of wine. This is the only explanation.

As expected, it was the method of immortal cultivators, and they were excited again.

"Drink. I can help you mend the torn sacks. It won't be a problem to live for another two or three years."

"Can you make some more repairs?" the four old men asked with shy faces.

"Isn't it nice to think about it? After all, it's good to make up for it. No matter how good it is, it's still bad. Don't think about it. Let's take care of ourselves." Mo Tian's words once again made the four old people feel despair.

"But the old Heavenly Master is already over a hundred years old, so why does he still have hope?" the ancestor of the Xiao family asked unwillingly.

"He's almost done." Mo Tian's words made the old master who was enjoying the immortal brew almost choke to death.

But what Mo Tian said later made him feel at ease again.

"The exercises he practices are different from yours. They have the effect of solidifying the body. Moreover, his Yuan Yang has not been lost, and he has advanced to the peak of the innate body. He is considered an innate body. To be honest, his success rate in advancing to the state of transformation is higher than all of yours." Everyone is tall.”

Mo Tian's words made the old master blush and feel a little happy at the same time. Who would have thought that being a spinster who is more than a hundred years old would have this advantage? What a surprise.