Chapter 100: Born

After lit up his jade plaque, the woman said arrogantly: "Fellow Taoist, I am a disciple of Kongtong Mountain. I guess it is for the sake of that natural divine stone? That thing has been spiritual, and fellow Taoist is no match for it at all, I am afraid that it will be a waste of time. In my opinion, it is better to come and help me. If I get that natural divine stone, Kongtong Sect will definitely not forget the friendship of fellow Taoist."

She spoke silently about Kongtong Sect, obviously trying to use the nine heavenly sects to suppress people. She also looked arrogant. In her opinion, it seemed that as long as she could have a relationship with Kongtong, it would be a great thing for a "leisure cultivator" like Wu Luo, and she also gave Wu Luo a gift.

If it weren't for that "natural divine stone", I was afraid that Wu Luo would leave on the spot. If the woman forced herself to stay, it would be in line with his will and would just teach her a lesson.

"The natural divine stone..." Wu Luo murmured in his heart, and his mind moved immediately.

The best materials for refining spiritual talismans are born with divine jade, born with divine bones, born with divine stones, and born with divine wood. I didn’t expect that I could encounter a natural divine stone here - was it the red light that night?

Wu Luo could see that this woman's cultivation was not too high, at most it was at the level of the Nine Palaces. And I had never heard of the existence of a talisman master in the Nine Heavenly Gate. So what would this woman have to be born with a divine stone? Wu Luo could guess that it was nothing more than exchanging talismans with a certain talisman master.

If such natural divine creatures are by chance, they can produce extremely precious destiny talismans. It can be said that they are the raw materials for "making" destiny talismans. Although the talismans are not capable of refining destiny talismans, if there are such materials, the refined destiny talismans will have a much stronger combat power at the same level.

Wu Luo immediately smiled and clasped his fists: "Dare you not obeying?"

The woman seemed to have expected that this would be the result. As soon as her identity as a disciple of the nine heavenly sects showed up, even the average first-class sect would have to sell her a little face, let alone these helpless and restless cultivators.

"My name is Guan Baifeng, I don't know what my friend calls me?" Guan Baifeng, a woman in the fire skirt, asked while taking Wu Luo forward.

Wu Luo replied in a true way: "In the lower Wu Luo."

The name Wu Luo is not very famous at the top of the righteous cultivation level, and it is also very famous. However, although Guan Baifeng is a disciple of the nine heavenly sects, his seniority is too low and far from reaching the core level, so it is naturally impossible for him to hear Wu Luo's name.

Guan Baifeng said indifferently: "It turns out to be Brother Wu. Brother Wu, don't worry, as long as you can help me get the natural divine stone this time, if you have any problems in the future, you can come to the Nine Heavenly Gate for help."

Wu Luo smiled and thanked him.

Guan Baifeng brought Wu Luo to a valley. In addition to Wu Luo, there were seven or eight cultivators waiting here. It seemed that these people were all casual cultivators nearby. Hearing the sound of the wind, he wanted to get a share of the pie, but he didn't expect to meet Guan Baifeng, a disciple of the nine heavenly sects. Although he was a little reluctant, he could only agree to help her get the natural divine stone.

Guan Baifeng introduced Wu Luo to everyone and explained: "Everyone is familiar with each other now. It is best to be good at everything and understand each other's bottom line. So as not to cooperate poorly against each other in the face of the battle, which will drag others down."

Her words were filled with lessons, meaning that this fairy was asking you for help, so don’t implicate me then.

Although the monks were dissatisfied, who was the disciple of the Nine Heavenly Sects? Their identities were there, and they were not something ordinary cultivators could provoke. Everyone had to swallow their anger.

Guan Baifeng didn't care about the thoughts of these people, glanced at everyone, and said, "You wait a moment, your strength is far from enough now, I'll find some people to come back."

After saying that, he turned into a red light and broke through the air.

She looked down on everyone's strength, and everyone felt depressed, but she dared not speak out.

The casual cultivator is the lowest-ranking existence in the entire cultivation world. He has no support for his own sects, let alone the nine heavenly sects, even second- and third-rate sects are not something they can afford to offend.

Even Guan Baifeng had never heard of Wu Luo's name, let alone these casual cultivators. In addition, he was very young and everyone thought that his level would not be high, so they didn't take him seriously, so no one came up to talk to him.

Wu Luo was happy to be quiet and was thinking about the birth of the divine stone. A middle-aged wandering cultivator next to him smiled bitterly and persuaded: "Young man, don't be angry, you are under the roof, who makes us helpless? Alas..."

Wu Luo looked at him and saw that this man had a good face, a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a wide mouth and a wide nose, and a black beard and chest.

"I'm going to Li Yuanhong." The middle-aged monk clasped his fists and introduced himself.

Wu Luo smiled: "Thank you, brother, for your help, don't worry, I can figure it out."

Li Yuanhong nodded with relief: "That's good. To be honest, I was just as unwilling as my brother at this age. They were all born and raised. Why are we casual cultivators shorter than those disciples of the major sects? Alas, but over the years, we have suffered all the losses and have all the ambitions faded. If we don't accept it, we are not convinced, and we are not convinced, but we are not convinced. This is the reality."

He paused, looked at Wu Luo kindly, and continued to persuade, "Brother, you are actually lucky than me. You met Guan Baifeng at such a young age. If you serve him carefully, maybe Fairy Guan will be happy and support you for a few days. It is more useful than me, the old guy, to fight for decades. Don't think that you are a little wronged now, it is actually a great opportunity..."

Wu Luo could feel that Li Yuanhong had indeed suffered a lot of losses, and he said this to him seriously. Although it was not nice, it was really kind. He smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, brother, I'm from my province."

Li Yuanhong nodded with satisfaction.

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, someone next to them shouted, "Old Li, bring that kid here, everyone tell me what they are good at."

Li Yuanhong took Wu Luo with him. Most of the people clasped their fists and greeted each other very intimately, and they were much worse for Wu Luo. At most, they nodded, and most of them ignored Wu Luo who was standing behind Li Yuanhong.

The monk named Li Yuanhong looked over forty and tall. He glanced at Wu Luo behind Li Yuanhong and sneered: "Old Li, you are full of sympathy again."

Li Yuanhong smiled faintly: "We all came from that time. If you can, please help me. I don't have much ability, just let him avoid detours."

The tall and thin man smiled: "It's okay to protect him, just don't implicate us. Everyone knows that this time is an opportunity. How many years will we have to have such an opportunity to curry favor with the nine heavenly gates."

Li Yuanhong said lightly: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

The tall and thin man didn't say much, and asked everyone to confess their good skills and magic weapons. This was a personal secret, but Guan Baifeng had to let everyone tell them without hesitation before, which was already a taboo. But everyone dared not to refuse. If something really hurts because of poor cooperation with each other, let alone getting along with the Nine Heavenly Gate, Guan Baifeng would not let them go first.

Everyone talked about it, and Li Yuanhong also revealed the magic weapon he was good at. Only Wu Luo didn't even ask questions.

He is the youngest among the crowd, at the age of sixteen or seventeen. In the eyes of everyone, he is simply impossible to have any combat power.

Among the crowd, some people looked bad: We were fighting hard in front of us, and there was only one benefit, and we had to share some with such a person who made up the numbers.

Some people even viciously thought that this kid was fair-skinned. Maybe he was the one who Guan Baifeng liked. He had no ability. In the future, he became Guan Baifeng's guest, but he was treated better than us. God is unfair!

Wu Luo understood that there must be something hateful about the poor people in this world. Are these casual cultivators pitiful? It is indeed pitiful. In the eyes of disciples of major sects, they are just ants, who can be driven at will and sacrificed at will.

But these people also have problems with themselves. If others look down on him, they will look down on people who are weaker than themselves.

Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you.

Not long after everyone had finished communicating, Guan Baifeng came back. This time she brought back four casual cultivators at once. In addition, she had already had thirteen casual cultivators under her command.

She waved her hand: "Okay, go immediately. After the matter is done, I will not forget everyone's benefits!"

Wu Luo laughed in his heart: She is just an ordinary disciple, but she dares to call herself "I".
Chapter completed!