Immortality Cultivation: My Overlord Fist is the Ultimate Spell

When the three of them went to the lecture square, Yang Han truly felt how popular this Elder Zhuge was.

The miscellaneous disciples, even the outer sect disciples came to participate.

Completely filling up more than half of this spacious square.

Yang Han felt a little guilty in his heart.

It was true as the two senior brothers said, there really was no place to sit if they were late.

The two senior brothers' eyes now saw that the good seats were all taken, their expressions also had a bit of resentment, and they joined Yang Han in the crowd to find a relatively good position to sit down.

Senior brother Tan waved his hand and took out three futons, his appearance was thoughtful and careful from before.

No matter how you looked at it, it was just like a brainless fan in his previous life chasing after his idol.

The three of them chatted for a while.

Thanks to this, Yang Han gradually gained some understanding of Elder Zhuge.

It is said that this person has a mysterious background, some people say that Elder Zhuge is the Sect Master's secret daughter, some say that she is a certain sect's old ancestor who has been renovating, there are even rumors that she is a reincarnated immortal... all kinds of rumors from heaven and earth.

However, what her true background is, a group of handyman disciples only secretly discussed it in low voices while having tea and wine. As for the truth, no one dares to firmly confirm it.

You must know, talking nonsense about elders is a serious crime.

There is only one truth that everyone clearly acknowledges, that is, this Elder Zhuge is extremely talented.

At the age of ten, he became Cam Khi, at the age of thirteen, Khai Linh, at the age of nineteen, Tinh Nguyen, before he was a hundred years old, he ascended to the throne and became one of the youngest people in history to become a Dao Ji cultivator of Huyen Dao Tong.

Within nine years, he reached Tinh Nguyen Realm, it was terrifying to hear!

The miracle is that it is said that this Elder Zhuge also came from the status of a handyman, and was also a handyman disciple from the northern region.

Therefore, ever since she became an elder, whenever she felt a little better, she would return to this place to give a lecture.

No wonder these handyman disciples from the northern region idolized her. It turns out that there was also this story.

The crowd of people coming to this place grew larger and larger, almost filling up the square.

Yang Han and his two senior brothers chatted intermittently.

Not long after, on the stone pillar in the middle of the square, a figure suddenly appeared as if it had come out from underground.

The entire square was instantly attracted by this figure.

Yang Han also instinctively looked back.

Only to see that the figure in front of him was covered by a hazy mist, unable to see what the true form of the figure was.

Looking closely, he saw that within the mist, several small words appeared.

「 Zhuge Yue Dao 」

Zhuge Yue Dao's cultivation was too high, Yang Han couldn't see through it, he only felt that this person's aura was as profound and boundless as the deep sea.

Zhuge Yue Dao's hazy figure slowly sat down, vaguely looking around the square.

"Feeling Qi Realm, the first level of cultivation, using the essence of heaven and earth as nutrition, measuring with one's own foundation, using appropriate nutrition to mold oneself..."

A gentle and kind voice suddenly rang out in everyone's mind without warning.

The group of people who heard this sound, didn't dare to look down on them, hurriedly gathered their spirits and calmed down, calmly listening.

The entire square instantly fell silent, only the steady sound of the lecture was transmitted to everyone.

The more Yang Han listened, the more terrified he felt.

Although he had help, he did not give up on the Qi-sensing Technique, and he studied and researched it every day.

There were many difficult words that were difficult to understand during cultivation, and even if he racked his brains, he could not find the magic, but coming here and listening to this Elder Zhuge's lecture, he was immediately guided.

Everyone listened as if they were intoxicated, and there were even people on the spot who were filled with excitement, as if they had broken through.

Although there were suspicions that Elder Zhuge was using tricks to attract his attention, Yang Han honestly admitted that he had benefited greatly from coming here to listen to the lecture today.

At least he had understood a few more cultivation methods from her lecture.

From her demeanor and way of lecturing, Yang Han realized that this elder truly had the heart of a teacher, lecturing with great care and attention.

She had brought up seemingly trivial issues for him to explain.

You must know, the miscellaneous disciple is the final stop for many people who have struggled all their lives. Some people are not because their aptitude and understanding are not good, but because they have no one to guide them in their cultivation, and they explore the path on their own.

By the time they discover their own path, they are already old, their foundation has been set, and it is difficult to progress.

One hour.

Two hours…

Three hours…

Who knows how long it has been, but the lecture suddenly stops.

"We monks are all against the current, if we don't advance, we will retreat. Today is the last time I come here to preach with you, I hope that in the future you will all become the pillars of the sect. Don't let down the sect that you have nurtured." Elder Zhuge's tone was firm, after he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he disappeared on the spot.

I don't know what kind of body technique this is, but it is so magical, causing Yang Han to feel admiration.

A series of silent flashes appeared, then without a trace, they left, their imposing appearance was filled to the brim.

Yang Han couldn't help but want to retreat a few steps back before he could stabilize his body, the imposing aura emitted from this elder was too strong, causing him to almost sink inside, very likely from now on he would fall into a daze and become a brain-dead fan member.

The path of life and death was truly extremely dangerous.

After a round of brainwashing, the mood of the crowd was completely uplifted, everyone's blood was boiling, wanting to immediately bury themselves in cultivation, soon using their small bodies to work hard for the sect.

Li Dali and Tan Weijia each had their own understanding, so they each went home, preparing to think about it for a while.

As for Yang Han, seeing that the sky was still early, he thought for a bit, ran to Yao Tianfeng, took the opportunity to find a certain unlucky senior brother who had given out a waste pill, and gained some experience.

As for that place called Hankoufeng, Yang Han had not returned since then.

Partly because the upper part had been collected by him, and as for the deeper part, he temporarily felt that he had no strength. Going deeper felt not too safe.

Another part was because he had encountered Liu Feifei that day.

After that time, Yang Han would occasionally feel a pair of eyes looking at him from afar, making him not dare to act rashly.

If some old monster knew that he could bring the waste pills and waste medicines to refine, he might be tied up like a rice cake, stripped naked, served with candles and whips, and refined things for others every day.

That scene was too beautiful, just thinking about it made his whole body feel cold.

Forget it, it's best to keep a low profile.

Quietly do your work well, and conveniently gain some experience.

Without any real strength, it's best to hide and develop. Don't do anything rash, the consequences are something he can't bear.

Cultivation life is just like that, boring and tasteless.

Day after day.

Month after month.

Yang Han walked out of the Affairs Hall with a rosy face on this day.

Finally, he successfully completed the mission.

According to the rules, every year, the errand disciples only need to do one mission.

So from now on, within a year, Duong Han will have a period of free time to cultivate.

One body is free, one body is light.

Quickly walking back to the residence.

Sitting on the bed, he began to take stock of his situation.