mtl008 Chapter 438: The Mortal Realm
Chapter 438: The Mortal Realm
Afterwards, he took the identity jade card handed over by the other party and went towards Zhengfeng of the Righteous Alliance.
The female cultivator walked briskly, with joy in her eyes. On the jade identity card in her hand were written the three words "Shen Chengjiao".
Shen is her mother's surname. Since she is no longer a family, she might as well take her mother's surname.
Thinking of the photo stones in her storage bag, Shen Chengjiao curled her lips.
I think the affairs of the Jijian Sect can no longer attract everyone's attention, so this time, let's start with the aristocratic families.
She didn’t understand other families, but starting a family…
A strange smile flashed across Shen Chengjiao's eyes. She searched the space in the ring with her consciousness and finally found a photo stone at the bottom.
Recently in the world of cultivation, for some unknown reason, a trend of photo stones has suddenly become popular, so much so that the prices of photo stones have increased a lot.
After Luo Shan came out of seclusion, he went to the nearest city, spent several top-grade spirit stones, bought a bunch of photo stones, then entered the box and started watching some spirit food snacks.
I have to say that the person who invented the photo stone is a genius.
By the way, speaking of photo stones, Luo Shan still remembers that he bought a few photo stones in a black market in Sifang Realm.
Thinking of this, Luo Shan took out something from the corner.
After carefully injecting spiritual power, the image stone turned gray and then turned into powder.
Luo San frowned. He spent spirit stones after all. Could it be that they were all waste stones?
After injecting spiritual power one by one, a picture appeared on a photo stone.
The picture was a little blurry. At first glance, it was a scarlet scene. There was a monk sitting in a pool of blood. A blood mist appeared on his palm, and the monk's hideous and painful howls could be heard in the blood mist.
A few lines of words faintly appeared on the blood-colored wall.
When Luo Shan saw that it was a cultivation method of an evil cultivator, he immediately rolled his eyes.
He simply crushed the photo stone into powder, and then looked at the photo stone he had bought, which had been making a lot of noise in Wufangjie in recent years.
It is said that these photo stones all belong to the four major sects... Oh no, now they are no longer the four major sects.
Nowadays, it is extremely difficult for the sects and families to recruit disciples because of these photo stones.
The sect, which was once at its peak, has begun to decline as it has no disciples with good qualifications.
In fact, it is almost the same as the current witch clan power.
As some sects began to decline, new sects naturally rose up. Among them, the fastest rising one was naturally the Righteous Alliance.
No one knew who had gotten so many stones that recorded the inside stories of sects and families. If that idiot Luo Ershan hadn't been in seclusion in the forbidden area like her, Luo Shan would have suspected that it was Luo Ershan.
Thinking of this, Luo Shan lowered his head to glance at the white jade coffin. The flying sword that had previously blocked the monk who was undergoing the tribulation had caused a tiny dent to appear on the side of the white jade coffin.
Although it was not obvious, Luo Shan always remembered that if he had not used the Yin and Yang energies at that time, the white jade coffin would not have been able to withstand the attack of the flying sword.
The monk who transcends tribulation...
Her cultivation level increased too fast, and Luo Shan always felt uneasy.
That kind of cultivation that was not achieved through her own practice made her feel particularly uncomfortable.
Now, she doesn't even know how to train herself.
Her cultivation had reached a bottleneck, and she didn't know how the Witch Ancestor had created the void space. She simply absorbed those memories and powers, and when she woke up, she was already in the late Mahayana stage.
It seems that more practice is needed.
Thinking of this, Luo Shan turned his attention to the monsters and Yingsha Tower that escaped from the South Land.
In the following days, Luo Shan started to accept missions in Yingsha Tower. In ten years, he was upgraded from a bronze killer to a gold killer.
He was even called a "madman".
Of course, during this period, Luo Shan also encountered many people who offered bounties to kill her in the Shadow Killing Building.
But as time went by, gradually no one dared to take on her tasks in Yingsha Tower.
Luosan’s small treasury has also grown increasingly bulging over the past decade.
The world of cultivation gradually began to become stable. When there were no more missions suitable for her to take on in Yingsha Tower, Luo Shan stopped.
Once you have free time, time always seems to be incredibly long. After wandering around the world of cultivation for more than half a year, Luo Shan still hasn't found an opportunity to break through the bottleneck.
Finally, when he arrived at the Righteous Alliance and met Gu Qingcheng, he suddenly remembered Ling Wanran.
Therefore, Luo Shan decided to go to the mundane world of Wufangjie.
After leaving his clone in the world of cultivation, Luo Shan embarked on the journey across the sea of fog to the mortal world.
As a Mahayana monk, it was no problem for him to cross the fog sea to the east. However, the fog sea was so vast that Luo San had to sit on a Dharma ship on the sea for fifteen years before reaching the mortal world.
At the dock of the secular world, Luo Shan deliberately disguised himself as a young scholar.
Holding a book in his hand and carrying a book box on his back.
With a modest smile on his face, he walked towards a 40-year-old muscular man with his trouser legs rolled up.
"I am a scholar traveling here. May I ask where this place is?" As he said this, he bowed and looked like a Confucian scholar.
This is what Luo Shan learned from observing the scholars taking imperial examinations when he was in the mundane world of the Four Directions Realm.
At that time, the scholar wanted to take a boat to cross the river, but he met a rude boatman on the way who increased the ferry fare. During the dispute, the books in the book box were thrown into the river.
Then the scholar began to wipe away his tears.
That was the fifty-second tear collected by Luo San. After comprehending it, it can be considered a gain.
This time, Luo Shan did not intend to comprehend the various aspects of life through trading, but planned to experience it personally.
The first choice is naturally the scholar.
The big man saw that Luo Shan looked like a refined scholar and said repeatedly:
"This place is called Linhai County. Where are you going, young master?"
"I have no worries anymore. I will wander around the world as my home. If you ask me where I am going, I will go wherever I go." Luo Shan said lightly.
The big man was puzzled by what he heard. He understood a little, but was also confused. So he said:
"That's it."
After Luo Umbrella was packed, he looked around and walked in a direction.
As he walked, he used his hands to calculate the direction he wanted to go.
It didn't stop until it finally stopped in front of a shop selling pan-fried pork buns.
"Sir, what kind of filling would you like for your buns?" the waiter in the steamed bun shop greeted warmly.
It was just past noon and there was no one in the shop. Luo Shan found a random seat and sat down.
"I want a basket of pan-fried buns, a basket of meat buns, a basket of vegetable buns, and a bowl of porridge."
The waiter looked at Luo Shan, somewhat unresponsive.
Then reminded:
"Sir, one basket should be enough for you."
This weak-looking scholar doesn't look like he can eat two baskets of steamed buns, a basket of pan-fried buns and a bowl of porridge.
Luo Shan didn't say anything, but took out a silver stick and placed it on the table.
"Is that enough?"
"Sir, that's enough. I will arrange it for you right away."