Clan Cultivation: Starting with Liver Experience

More than a dozen ferocious-looking behemoths lined up in a long queue, stepping heavily on the ground, dragging huge frames behind them. On the frames were mountains of cargo and shadowy people.

Above their heads, there were figures sitting cross-legged.

In the eyes of the little beggar, they were so aloof, so calm and natural.

"So majestic."

Beggar made a rough estimate and found that this caravan had at least three hundred people, which was larger than any caravan he had ever seen. It was definitely what people often call a large caravan.

As the caravan approached, the originally excited crowd gradually became restless, and the beggar could vaguely hear words like "not like a caravan" and "taking care of the family" coming from their mouths.

This made his heart skip a beat, and regardless of the differences between immortals and mortals, he quickly squeezed forward from under the crowd taking advantage of his small size.

When he finally squeezed his way to the front of the crowd, he saw a little girl about the same age as his sister sitting on top of the ferocious and terrifying beast, smiling happily.

"It seems that this gathering place is about to be abandoned. Let's go to the next place after inquiring about it."

Lu Ya sat cross-legged on top of Di Xinglong's head, looking at the casual cultivators and mortals piled up like refugees at Fangshikou, and sighed secretly in his heart.

It has been a month since they moved again. During this month, they have encountered countless gathering places, large and small.

But no one was safe. All the gathering places were attacked by monsters, and half of them were already in a dead zone, with only a few people lingering in the ruins.

Relatively speaking, the gathering place in front of us is pretty good.

"Fellow Taoists, we have come here from afar. I wonder if you can tell us about the current situation of this gathering place."

Li Shou'an stood on top of Dixinglong's head and raised his hands in all directions. The weak magic power in his voice reached the ears of everyone in front of him.

The crowd who came to watch fell silent, and then hurriedly returned the greetings, and at the same time started talking in a variety of ways.

The little beggar clearly heard that among the immortal cultivators around him, the word "foundation-building great cultivator" appeared most often.

There was a hint of envy and desire in his tone, and even he, a little beggar who couldn't read or write, could understand how unattainable the man standing above the monster was to them.

‘You must follow them, you can survive if you follow them. ’

A glimmer of hope flashed in the little beggar's eyes, and then he quietly listened to their words under the crowd.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

A calm and restrained voice sounded from the head of another earth-moving dragon, and there was a strange charm in the voice that was inexplicably convincing.

The little beggar looked up involuntarily and saw a young man wearing a black robe in front of the team. Compared with his heroic face, what was more eye-catching was that his eyes were like a bottomless pool. With a strange attraction, people can't help but indulge in it.

Lu Ya couldn't help but smile when he saw the crowd below quickly quieted down and turned their attention to him. This second-level spell, Ecstasy, was really easy to use.

Although it was only used slightly and not with full force, it still had a very obvious effect.

He scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and roughly understood the distribution of strength among the crowd below.

Pointing to a male cultivator in the late stage of Qi training who looked pretty good, Lu Ya asked, "When was the last beast wave?"

The monk who was pointed out by Lu Ya trembled all over, and then replied respectfully: "Senior, the last beast wave was thirteen days ago. Since then, our Bishanfang City has never been hit by a big beast again. A large-scale monster attack is caused by a few scattered monsters coming to sneak attack."

Lu Ya was a little curious: "Oh? You're so lucky that you didn't encounter a second-level monster?"

"Back to seniors, there are some, but they come here mostly to look for food. We seem to be trapped by monsters. By monsters."

The monk lowered his head and finally said the word "captive" in humiliation.

The fact that the dignified monks in the late stage of Qi training can actually say such words in public clearly reflects their current safety situation.

Lu Ya nodded, and then threw a mid-grade spiritual stone to the opponent.

The shiny spiritual stone drew a perfect parabola in the air, passed through Beggar's field of vision, and fell into the hands of the monk.

"Thank you, senior."

With just one piece of news, I got a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. This was like pie in the sky.

Lu Ya made such a generous move, which made the casual cultivators below all look forward to it, hoping that he would be the next one to be called upon.

Lu Ya looked around and selected a female cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training. "Let me ask you, has anyone else been here during this time?"

"Senior, no. The earliest caravan was more than four months ago."

When asked by Lu Ya, the female cultivator was obviously a little excited. She stroked her hair unconsciously and looked at Lu Ya with her big watery eyes.

‘Are they really all gone? ’

Lu Ya paused for a moment and then threw out a middle-grade spiritual stone.

The female cultivator was a little embarrassed when she failed to show off her beauty, but after getting the spirit stone, this embarrassment quickly disappeared.

Lu Ya sat down cross-legged again and started exchanging rumors with the other people.

Li Shou'an suggested: "It seems that Bishanfang City has not entered the sight of the major demon kings. It is relatively safe. Why don't we rest here for two nights? We cultivators can withstand the long journey, but the tribe has already It’s almost reaching its limit.”

"I don't agree. It's too risky. Along the way, we have encountered large and small beast tides no less than twenty times. If we encounter any large beast tides again, we may not be able to escape unscathed. In my opinion, I see, it’s better to continue on the road.” Lu Dinghai objected firmly.

"What fellow Taoist Dinghai said makes sense, but if we keep tightening up like this, something might go wrong." Li Shousen also said, "And I think that although it is a little harder for casual cultivators in Bishanfang City, they can still survive." The quantity is not low, and even if there is danger, it is not too high, so we should be able to handle it."

"What if we encounter a wave of demon king-level beasts?" Lu Dinghai glared and immediately retorted.

Li Shousen was a little angry: "You, the latest beast tide in this place was half a month ago, which means it has been abandoned, which proves that there is not much danger here."

Watching a few people arguing, the others looked indifferent.

This is the tenth man theory proposed by Lu Ya, which means that no matter how well their decisions fit the situation at the time, there must be one person who always holds an opposing opinion.

And this person is Lu Dinghai.

A few people argued for a while, and after analyzing all the possible situations, they finally decided to repair in Bishanfang City for a few days.

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