Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

What kind of feeling does the seventh level of qi refinement feel like?

Cui Heng could clearly feel that his body was more than ten times stronger than before, and the blood in his body was flowing like a river.

It shouldn't be a problem to blow up a six-story residential building with one punch.

Unfortunately, he can't do magic.

There is no natural supernatural power, and it is estimated that if you encounter an orthodox immortal cultivator, you will be destroyed on the spot.

Thinking of this, Cui Heng's excitement for breaking through the realm immediately cooled down.

"I'm really blown away, just because I broke through to the seventh level of qi refining, I felt that I was very powerful."

Cui Heng shook his head and warned himself in his heart, "This is a high-level world of immortals with immortal kings everywhere, let alone the seventh level of qi refining.

However, the breakthrough in the realm of cultivation was always a good thing, which made him feel a little more relaxed, and finally had the intention to ask Hong Fugui about the situation in the outside world.

Although, according to the system, the novice space is now only one of the heavens and myriad worlds contained in this high-level immortal space-time, and it may be just a low-level mortal plane, but it is also of high understanding value.

After all, as we all know, the mortals in the Xianxia world inevitably have countless cultivators, and at least there will be old monsters at the Nascent Soul level.

How could I have the qualifications to look down on the mortal world with such a small Qi-refining seventh-layer.

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"What, you said that there are land gods in your place?!" Cui Heng looked at Hong Fugui with a bewildered expression, almost thinking he had heard it wrong.

What about the mortal planes?

Why even the gods came out?

Oh no, the land gods, that is, haven't really become immortals yet?

At this time, Cui Heng was asking Hong Fugui about the outside world.

It was fine at first. In Hong Fugui's description, the place where he lived was a dynasty that had flourished for more than two hundred years, a violent state machine that used the army to maintain power.

But as he talked, Cui Heng felt something was wrong.

In addition to the dynasty, there are Buddhism, Taoism, and various sects.

In Hong Fugui's description, sects are high above, especially Buddhism and Taoism. They have a long tradition and hold the power of transcendental sanctification, and they don't care about the power of the dynasty.

Moreover, it is said that within some ancient sects, there are still land gods who live in seclusion and possess incredible power. They have been watching for a long time, watching the rise and fall of countless dynasties.

This is outrageous.

Through some of his own experience, Cui Heng quickly "clarified" the actual situation in the outside world.

The place where Hong Fugui lives is indeed a mortal world, and it should be a relatively common world of cultivating immortals.

In this kind of world, the sect of immortals is detached from the mortals and controls the life and death of the mortal dynasty.

In a sense, the so-called dynasty is just the sect's granary, bank, and admissions office.

Those "land gods" are estimated to be immortal cultivators with a high level of cultivation, perhaps foundation building, or Jindan.

Although this is much safer than the high-level world of the Immortal King, but the safety factor is also very limited. As a little rookie with the seventh level of Qi refining, there is no scum that will die if he encounters a foundation.

After all, there is another name for the common world of immortal cultivation, and that is "underworld cultivation world"! !

Hong Fugui felt a little puzzled.

Why is Mr. Cui so excited when he hears the land gods?

For such a supreme being who controls countless worlds, even a land **** is no different from an ant.

"Sir, is there any problem with the land fairy?" Hong Fugui asked in confusion.

"Cough!" Cui Heng coughed twice and asked, "Do you know what abilities those land gods have?"

"Skills?" Hong Fugui thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "The land gods are characters that transcend the mundane, I am just a little beggar and cannot reach that level.

"However, I've been wandering everywhere, and I've heard some rumors that all these land gods can pick stars and catch the moon, carry mountains and seas, and are amazing gods."

This is what he heard from Mr. Pingshu in the teahouse.

"I see." Cui Heng nodded when he heard the words, as if he was lost in thought.

In fact, his whole person is not well now.

Co-author This is still a relatively high-level mortal world, and it even has the power to pick stars and catch the moon, and carry mountains and seas.

Dangerous!

Looking at Cui Heng's thoughtful expression, Hong Fugui suddenly realized something in his heart, "I know, a supreme being like Mr. Cui must have transcended the mundane for too long and don't know much about human affairs.

"The reason why you asked me about the gods on the land is probably because I just want to know the situation in the mortal world, so that I can think about the profound truth of the fairy family through these situations in the mortal world."

It's as if I sometimes pay attention to ants moving and think about the reason.

This made Hong Fugui a little excited.

He felt that he had finally found his worth.

Only by showing one's own value can one hope to ask Mr. Cui for the way to save the world!

……

Hong Fugui was only a twelve-year-old child after all.

Again, he wanted to show his worth.

So, for the next three days, he said almost everything he knew and said, and he told Cui Heng all the things he had seen and heard in the past.

However, due to his own identity perspective and sources of information, Cui Heng had a million little misunderstandings.

Under the unreserved description of Hong Fugui.

A world of underworld immortal cultivation gradually took shape in Cui Heng's heart, and he learned about the details of that dynasty.

Although this dynasty is a subordinate force of the Xiuxian sect, it still seems to be unable to escape the regularity of the cycle. Guozuo has just passed three hundred years, and the land acquisition has been extremely serious, disaster victims are everywhere, and a doomsday scene.

And the practice of the Xiuxianmen party to sit idly by and let the dynasty go into chaos is also in line with Cui Heng's understanding of the underworld Xiuxian world.

"It's so miserable to live in such a world." Cui Heng patted Hong Fugui's shoulder with pity, "It's too hard."

The dynasty is only the subordinates of the sect, and the people are naturally just the lambs shepherds by the sect.

No one cares about the life and death of livestock.

Even if he joins a sect later on, successfully cultivates immortals, and leaves the ranks of lambs, he will have to face the more cruel underworld immortal cultivation world.

One word.

awful!

"Sir!" Hong Fugui suddenly spoke up and saluted Cui Heng respectfully, "Sir, over the years, I have wandered around, traveled to many places, and seen too many miserable sights.

"Countless people like me have been displaced, countless people like my parents, brothers and sisters have been starved to death, or even eaten! The court doesn't care about us~www.novelmt.com~ The gods don't care about us, no one saves us...

"I want to change all of this, I want to let these people like me live a good life, but I don't know what to do... Hong Fugui is bold, please give me the way to save the world!"

"..." Cui Heng was silent for a while, then said, "Do you want to change the dynasty?"

"Change, change the dynasty?" Hong Fugui was stunned and a little confused when he heard the words, and finally nodded solemnly, "Yes, that's right! I want to change the dynasty, change the world, and build a new era where everyone can have enough to eat. !"

His eyes seemed to be shining, and the last sentence was almost shouted.

"Do you really want to do this?" Cui Heng frowned and said solemnly, "This road is destined to be bumpy, and there may even be no burial."

Rebel in a world of underworld cultivators and establish a new dynasty.

The level of difficulty can be imagined.

After getting along for the past few days, Hong Fugui gave him a very good impression, and it was a realm that helped him break through.

He didn't want the child to end up miserably.

"Ask sir for permission." Hong Fugui's eyes were still firm.

"If you are willing to live in peace, I can keep you rich and noble for the rest of your life." Cui Heng stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly, "But if you go that way, you can only ask for good fortune. Don't you regret it?"

"No regrets!" Hong Fugui's eyes were as firm as a rock.

"Ah..." Cui Heng shook his head and sighed, looking very disappointed. He walked over and hit Hong Fugui on the head three times, then walked into the room with his hands behind his back, and closed the front door directly.

Hong Fugui stood there in a daze, stood for a while before regaining his senses, and bowed his head respectfully, "Thank you, Mr.

He had already guessed what Cui Heng meant.