Keqing, it’s just cultivating immortality, is it that difficult?

However, before he could say anything, someone in the crowd suddenly sneered.

"Heh, if you say that, what's wrong with the sect? If there is no shortage of resources, we can't compete with you. How do you know whether there is a shortage of resources or not?"

The speaker was a young man who was dressed in fancy clothes and looked quite wealthy.

Keqing looked around and found that he looked familiar. He seemed to be from the Jiang family and one of the people in the direct lineage.

The young man from the Jiang family looked up at the cultivator who had spoken first and glanced at him with disdain.

"As a cultivator, who dares to say that they lack resources? No one has too much. Why is it that only you, the independent cultivators, are short of resources?"

"Besides, this secret realm is not yours. If you don't need resources, why not use it? From the looks of you, you think this secret realm is already in your pocket."

"This secret realm is still managed by our family. I used to look down on the resources here, but now that you mention it, I think that even if we look down on these resources, it is our business. We let you enter the secret realm, but you are still complaining and complaining about this and that."

"I think we should not give you the qualifications and leave all the qualifications to our family!? We should suggest to the elders that it is better to leave the qualifications to our own people."

Seeing the young man say this, the middle-aged man, who felt a little guilty, had a flickering look in his eyes.

"You noble families are really going too far! It seems like you really intend to take it for yourself."

"Yes, yes, this is my qualification to buy it, why?"

"These disciples from aristocratic families always look down on others!"

"The sects and aristocratic families are so powerful that they can't help but bully us independent cultivators."

Everyone was speaking in a heated tone. Almost two-thirds of those present were independent cultivators. After hearing this, the situation became even more tense, and a situation of confrontation between the aristocratic sects and the independent cultivators was formed.

"These independent cultivators are really something. Why can't our sect disciples come?"

Sang Yu said angrily, pulling on Keqing's sleeve.

Even the sect's disciples lack resources. They are not the geniuses supported by the sect, or the second generation of cultivators.

Seeing that the surrounding cultivators were provoked, the middle-aged cultivator was about to say something to encourage the crowd, but at this moment, a clear sound like the gurgling of a quiet spring sounded.

"It seems like this person is dissatisfied with all the sects and families?"

"Why? You want to say something nice to them?"

Seeing that the one who was speaking was the powerful female cultivator, the middle-aged cultivator subconsciously took a step back. His eyes moved around with ill intent and fell on Sang Yu who was standing beside him.

You can tell at first glance that he is a sect disciple.

"It seems that you have clung to the thigh of a sect disciple, and a person from Meteor Mansion, so you have clung to a golden nugget."

What can women achieve? They are all money-worshippers and fools obsessed with looks.

After all, the independent cultivators were instigated by him, and if this woman dared to take action, she would be causing trouble.

Because the boy disguised as Sang Yu looked very handsome, the middle-aged cultivator privately thought that Keqing was the kind of materialistic and stupid woman who was fascinated by the appearance and identity of the other party.

Therefore, the tone was not very good, even full of contempt.

I don't know what to be so crazy about.

Thinking of this, Sang Yu secretly rolled her eyes, but subconsciously glanced at Senior Keqing beside her, feeling a little shy.

It would be great if it was true as this guy said that Senior Keqing is someone's Taoist partner.

Wouldn't I be so happy to have such a perfect, beautiful and mysterious senior?

But it was just something she could only think about. Sang Yu didn't think that the other party would like her after just a few meetings and a few misunderstandings. She looked at the casual cultivator again, and saw that he was staring at her with resentment and jealousy in his eyes. She felt speechless.

Sang Yu wondered if the guy in front of him was mentally ill, as he looked like he was blaming everyone and everything.

But there were many people around this mentally ill person who were approving of him, which made Sang Yu so angry that he wanted to beat him up and then ask loudly, "Do you have no brains? Are you so easily fooled?!"

Sang Yu didn't see it, but Keqing did.

Most people were indeed instigated, but that doesn't mean they are stupid, at least not for those who took the lead.

After all, as long as one person stands out, they can use this person to gather together, and use the opposition with the sects and families to unite the independent cultivators into a group, so that they can get more opportunities in the subsequent competition for treasures.

After all, sect disciples are generally very strong, and independent cultivators can only rely on numbers to get a chance to gain benefits in the subsequent treasure hunt.

However, such gathering is only subconscious and loose.

Maybe most people are just naturally empathetic.

So Keqing felt relieved.

She looked at the crowd, pointed at someone at random, and asked seriously.

"Just now you said why, the secret realm qualification was purchased by yourself, right?"

"Ah, yes, yes, I bought it myself, why can't you let me in?"

The man was pointed out by Keqing. He was stunned at first, feeling guilty, and then he said subconsciously.

"Yes, that's right. You bought the qualification to enter this secret realm.

But you came in, didn’t you?

Keqing asked back.

The man choked.

"Then why did he not let me in? He also said that he would recommend independent cultivators not to come in in the future. Does he look down on us?"

The other party pointed at the ginger boy next to him, who raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at Keqing.

Seeing that he did not interrupt casually, Keqing knew that the other party was a smart person who did not take the situation seriously, so she asked back.

"Although he is from the Jiang family, his words cannot represent everything. What happens in the future is in the future. It has no impact on you now, right?"

"Besides, I think he just said it casually. He is just a Jindan cultivator, not a Yuanying cultivator, nor a family head. If you believe what he says, then if I say that I am a genius and can reach Yuanying in a few years, will you believe it too?"

"Cough cough!"

The young man glared at Keqing, but did not say anything radical.

"Yeah, I just said it casually, why did you believe it!?"

"If I really had such a powerful identity and strength, would I have to go into the secret realm with you? You just believed me when I told you, do you have a brain?"

"you!"

Chapter 193: Speech

The man wanted to say something, but felt that he was unreasonable and immediately became angry.

"As for you, I remember you were dissatisfied with the sect disciples and noble families competing with independent cultivators for resources, right?"

Seeing Keqing turn the conversation to him, the middle-aged cultivator who was leading the group gave him a sinister look.

"Isn't it? Their sect disciples have so many resources to offer, and they have so many good things on them, why would they come and snatch things from us?"

"Everyone knows that they have a lot of stuff, including magical instruments and treasures. When the magical instruments in the cave come out, will it still have anything to do with us?"

The latter sentence is the key point, which immediately resonated with the casual cultivators. Yes, when the stuff comes out, will they still be able to get it?

"Yes, yes, that's right! They don't need anything, so why should they compete with us?"

"Yes, for them, it's just a matter of missing one thing. We are not so rich that one thing can be used for decades."

Seeing someone agreeing, the middle-aged cultivator looked at Keqing proudly and said, "Let me see how you explain it."

This glance made Keqing feel a little strange. What was he so proud of?

Such an obvious provocation, if he stood out and became a target, he would be the first to die...

Keqing looked at him strangely. It can be seen that not everyone in this world has a brain.

Even if they have cultivated to the golden elixir level, some people still don't have brains.

Since she has no brains, she doesn't need to be polite.

"Why?"

"what?"

The middle-aged cultivator was stunned.

"Why? Do you think the other party doesn't need it? And why should you let the other party give you?"

Keqing asked back rudely.

"We have all purchased the qualification to enter the secret realm. No one is worse than anyone else. Why do you want to let the other party go?"

"But the sect disciples don't lack anything! And we are independent cultivators, so we won't get anything..."

Seeing that the man was still arguing, Keqing sighed and interrupted him.

"Is the sect disciple your mother?"

"What do you mean! Are you cursing me?"

The middle-aged casual cultivator said angrily.

"That's right. Since she's not your mother, why do you think she'll give in to you just because you're a casual cultivator?"

Keqing glanced at the other person and looked at him strangely.

"As far as I know, the world of cultivation is based on strength and the survival of the fittest. When did it become that if I am weak, I am right? Is this a new rule?"

"puff!"

Many people present laughed.

"Hahaha, you're right, you are weak so you are right, I still say I am weak, just give me some alms, it's not much more than a few top-grade spirit stones!"

The young man next to him became more angry when he saw this.

"Bah! Are you dreaming!?"

The boy's face turned cold.

"You know you're dreaming, too?"

"I thought you didn't know..."

The boy shook his head and looked at him pitifully.

"I thought you had a problem because your head was caught in the door, but it seems that's not the case! What a pity..."

"Hahaha……"

Everyone smiled knowingly.

The middle-aged cultivator wanted to say something, but after being treated like this, he had no reason to speak anymore and became a laughing stock instead.

He wanted to say something inspiring, trying to fan the flames and create confrontation between the two sides, but Keqing did not give him the opportunity. Instead, she suddenly asked Ye Lanshan who had just stood up.

"You said you were a sect disciple, and he said you had no shortage of resources. Is that true?"

It seems like he is really asking questions in group 69④;⑨③六]壹③⑤.

When Ye Lanshan heard this, he realized that the other party was giving him an opportunity to speak, and he quickly shook his head.

"Of course not. Even if I'm a sect disciple, how could I not be short of resources? Otherwise, I wouldn't be here."

"Oh? Then why?"

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Keqing asked on their behalf.

"Of course it's because there are too many monks and too little meat!"

Ye Lanshan sighed.

"The sect doesn't give things for free. We need to do odd jobs and complete tasks in exchange for supplies, just like the task hall in the market."

As Ye Lanshan told the story, everyone knew.

It turns out that even if you enter the seven major sects, it doesn't mean that everything will be easy.

The.

Although the sect will give you a certain annual salary, you also need to complete corresponding tasks every year.

There are various tasks, including finding objects, cultivating spiritual plants, helping with smashing and looting, etc.

Nothing in the sect is free, you need points and spirit stones to do anything.

They need to refine equipment, buy elixirs, and even more so practice martial arts. For this, they need to complete a large number of tasks in order to exchange for points. If they are not careful, they will die.

What's more, there are second-generation cultivators in the sect, some of whom are difficult to deal with. They have to apologize, and if they are looked down upon, they will be troubled, deliberately given some difficult tasks, and their cultivation will be delayed, etc.