Peerless Insect Deity

After lunch, the three of them walked on the tree-lined path to digest their food.

Wang Changsheng was in a very happy mood, and occasionally threw a few punches while walking.

Although he looked fat and white and seemed to have no strength, after he threw a punch, his momentum suddenly became extremely strong and his body was as fast as a snake.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Bang!

The air was blown up.

The more Ye Lin watched, the more frightened he became. If this punch hit him, his bones would be broken and his skin would be torn. Wang Changsheng's cultivation was obviously much higher than his, and he was very close to the first level of Qi training!

After finishing a set of punches, Wang Changsheng looked at Song Lingtian provocatively: "His Highness Thirteen, would you like to fight me?"

Song Lingtian's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he said with some arrogance: "Wang Xiaopang, your stone-breaking punch is good, and your body skills are also very solid, but it is not as powerful as my tiger roar punch."

"We will know whether it is powerful or not after two moves!"

Wang Changsheng no longer asked Song Lingtian for consent, and his fat white body jumped up like a hungry wolf, rushing towards Song Lingtian with a whoosh.

Song Lingtian seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He flashed and turned into a residual image in Ye Lin's eyes and greeted him. Ye Lin only heard Song Lingtian's fist tearing the air and roaring like a tiger descending from the mountain, and then heard a "bang" explosion.

The two punched fists against fists, and the air was hit by rolling air waves, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees were all swayed by the air waves, and some withered yellow leaves were blown everywhere.

It is obvious that the punches thrown by these two people were infused with magic power.

Song Lingtian's cultivation was actually quite advanced, and he seemed to be about to enter the first level of Qi training!

Ye Lin's heartbeat quickened and his blood boiled.

He had not yet entered the first level of Qi training and could already possess such a powerful strength, so one could imagine the strength of those Qi training cultivators and foundation building cultivators.

After one punch, Song Lingtian and Wang Changsheng were shaken back by the huge force.

Ye Lin noticed that Song Lingtian retreated three steps in a row, while Wang Changsheng retreated five steps before he could stabilize his body, and their fists were bleeding.

This time, Song Lingtian obviously won.

When Ye Lin thought the atmosphere was about to become tense and the two sides were about to draw their swords and really fight, Wang Changsheng laughed out loud.

"Sure, His Majesty the Thirteenth Prince's spiritual roots have been awakened for only two months, but he is about to enter the first level of Qi training. I'm afraid he has a top-grade spiritual root, right?"

Song Lingtian neither denied nor admitted, still said lightly: "You are not bad, your spiritual roots have been awakened for three months, you eat and play all day, and your strength has not fallen. I'm afraid you also have a top-grade spiritual root."

Wang Changsheng said: "Okay, you are three points stronger than Fatty. Fatty will listen to you in the future, and you are the boss."

Then the two smiled very tacitly.

Ye Lin: "..."

These two people actually have top-grade spiritual roots!

Originally, Ye Lin was a little confident and proud, thinking that although his family background was not as good as ordinary people, his spiritual roots were much better than ordinary people. Now it seems that he is far behind them in spiritual roots.

He was so lucky to be their neighbor because his experience attracted much attention...Maybe the senior brother who arranged the dormitory also felt a little sympathetic that he was almost captured by the demons before he entered the sect, so he specially arranged a good dormitory for him to facilitate him to make friends with Tianjiao monks in the future.

Of course, his five-element middle-grade spiritual root is rare enough. Although it is not as good as the upper-grade spiritual root, it is also the top qualification among the middle-grade spiritual roots.

Song Lingtian looked at Ye Lin again with a hint of curiosity.

"It is not enough to decide who is the boss just by fighting between the two of us. Brother Ye, do you want to fight for two moves?"

Ye Lin waved his hand hurriedly and smiled awkwardly: "You are the boss, Brother Changsheng is the second, and I am the third. There is no objection. Fighting... For now, I will ask you two for advice in the future."

Ye Lin now only has a burst of brute force, has not learned any moves and body movements, and his magic power is far inferior to theirs. Fighting with Song Lingtian now is absolutely humiliating, and he has no idea of ​​being the boss at all.

He does plan to ask them for advice on cultivation in the future. These two are children of top families and know much more than him.

"Okay... Let's help each other in the future." Song Lingtian said.

Wang Changsheng said, "Let's give our small group a name."

Song Lingtian said, "We are all cultivators who pursue immortality, so let's call it the Changsheng Society. The gathering time is once a month, and we will go to your Juyuan Pavilion on the full moon day of each month."

Wang Changsheng nodded proudly, "The name is very good, maybe my name will be passed down through the ages. The three of us are the founding members of the Changsheng Society. In the future, the name of the Changsheng Society will surely be famous in the Xunlong Mountain Range Immortal Cultivation World!"

In this way, a small cultivation group was established, and Ye Lin inexplicably became a founding member.

Then, the three of them walked towards the dormitory while chatting.

On the way, Wang Changsheng explained to Ye Lin why cultivators should stick together.

Because a group without conflict of interest and with more mutual trust can quickly share information, improve each other in cultivation, solve problems for each other, and can also trade the items they need with more confidence without worrying about being deceived.

The road to immortality is long. To achieve immortality, one must not only have good qualifications and good understanding, but also have enough resources, including personal connections, economic resources, and information resources.

Of course, the real peerless geniuses, such as those with top-grade spiritual roots, or even more heaven-defying existences, can willfully ignore everything, but they are not.

In the future, more cultivators will join the Immortal Society.

Ye Lin is not disgusted with joining such a team. After all, these are not brothers who share the joys and sorrows of each other. They still join the team for their own interests.

Soon after, Ye Lin returned to the dormitory. He took out the "Tai Xuan Sect Rules" that he had not finished reading and began to recite it.

"The first rule of the sect is that members of the same sect are not allowed to kill each other. Violators may be beheaded in public!"

"The second rule of the sect is that you are not allowed to collude with the Demon Sect. Violators will be beheaded in public!"

"The third rule of the sect is that you are not allowed to bully ordinary people based on your cultivation. Violators..."

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In the continuous learning and practice, time flies by quickly. In the blink of an eye, it is already two months after Ye Lin started.

In the past two months, Ye Lin read and practiced day and night, hardly relaxing for a moment.

He memorized the "Tai Xuan Sect Rules", learned the "Teaching and Inhalation Method", read "Xunlong Mountain Range Insights" and "Detailed Explanation of Basic Spells", mastered many common senses in the world of immortality, and was able to skillfully type "Tai Xuan Sect". The broken stone fist included in "Xuan Body Forging Technique" uses the wind movement technique, and he has mastered the "Tai Xuan Sword Technique" proficiently.

Since Wang Changsheng invited big meals every now and then, the big pot rice in the Taixuanmen cafeteria was far more nutritious than the food Ye Lin ate when he was a slave of the Lin family. Ye Lin's height soared in just one month, and his body shape seemed to He already looks like a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. Although he is still childish, he already looks heroic and has a temperament that is on par with Song Lingtian's.

In the early morning, before the mist has been blown away by the mountain wind, the white fish belly is revealed in the east.

On the training ground.

Just listen to a series of "ding ding ding" sounds, the black iron swords slashed at each other and sparks flew. Ye Lin and Song Lingtian were extremely fast in the confrontation, disappearing and appearing in the mist like ghosts.

Wang Changsheng touched his beardless chin and sighed with a bit of toothache: "Brother Ye has grown a little too fast. He didn't even touch a sword two months ago, and now he fights Song Lingtian back and forth, even though he fell slightly. Fang will not be defeated in a short time... His magic power is close to the first level of Qi training. Does he really only have a middle-grade spiritual root? "

"Why do you feel that if I don't work harder, I will become the third child?"