When they arrived at Sky Reaching Peak, Zhu Minglang found many people gathered at the foot of Sky Reaching Peak.
After entering Fengluo City, the number of Lost Cultivators was terrifying. It was like a city in the outside world. Many of them were planting all kinds of spiritual materials at the foot of Sky Reaching Peak, just like the farmers, and selling them to those who wanted to climb up.
"The Dragon Gate has existed for a much longer time than any of the Star Land, Shenjiang. Even though they are living in the Dragon Gate, they are no different from the idle fish in the pond under the waterfall of the Dragon Gate. It's not that they don't have a chance to ascend to the immortal realm, but that they have lost their minds, wandering around the Dragon Gate and losing their precious willpower. They have resigned themselves to their fate." Mr. Koi was not surprised by such a phenomenon.
A group of Lost Cultivators wandering around the Dragon Gate.
They were not willing to move forward, but they were unwilling to leave. However, it was difficult for them to recover their Cultivation and leave the Dragon Gate with a clear mind because they had spent too much time in the Dragon Gate.
They were unwilling to accept their fate after all.
They were only one step away from becoming immortals, but in the end, they were even weaker than an ordinary Cultivation practitioner.
Even though they were all gathered together like this, the heavens did not have the slightest bit of pity for them.
"Young Friend, it seems that you want to climb up to the Heavens?" an old man with white hair called out to Zhu Minglang.
"Yes," Zhu Minglang responded nonchalantly.
"This Dragon Gate is a trap. It gives us the illusion that we can ascend to the Immortal Realm, but it's actually a trap for us to jump into and never climb out. Listen to my advice. Find a spiritual field nearby and find some spiritual plants in the mountains and valleys while your Cultivation is still stable. Learn farming from me, and I'm sure your Cultivation will last until the day you leave the Dragon Gate. You can't be too greedy when it comes to Cultivation and being a human. It's not shameful to learn farming from me!" the old man with white hair said earnestly.
"There's no need for that. I'm a person who only cares about fame and fortune. I want to pursue the most beautiful woman in the world and trample on the most pretentious person in the world. I'm not suited for the lifestyle of hunting and scavenging," Zhu Minglang replied.
"Fellow Daoist, listening to your words is better than studying for ten years. Your breadth of mind is truly admirable …" A handsome young man at the side spoke.
Zhu Minglang observed this person and found that he also had some auspicious aura …
Could it be that he was also a benevolent cultivator?
Eh, why do I have to use 'ye'?
"Repaying kindness and enmity is the true side of us." Zhu Minglang found this person pleasing to the eye, mainly because he had a Buddhist nature.
"Fellow Daoist, you're right." After the young man finished speaking, he turned to the old man and bowed. He earnestly said, "So, old man, what kind of water do you need to water this plant spirit to make it mature faster? Also, can you teach me the method of growing vegetables?"
The old man was also taken aback for a moment before a smile appeared on his face.
Young man, if you learn how to grow vegetables with me, I guarantee that you'll be able to leave here without any loss of cultivation. Steady, one must be steady. It's really not shameful to grow vegetables in the Dragon Gate. Many of those proud and arrogant Chosen Gods couldn't let go of their pride as half-immortals and half-deities and wanted to challenge other Daluo Immortals. In the end, none of them came out unscathed. They lost their cultivation and their mentality collapsed. Then, they became muddle-headed in the Dragon Gate and didn't have the courage to go back and face reality, "the old man continued.
"You're right, you're right. Master, you're right …"
Zhu Minglang felt a little offended when the old man and the young man became apprentices on the street.
People who walked different paths could not make plans together.
How did these two people become Chosen Gods?
Especially the guy with the purple auspicious aura around him. He was obviously a Chosen God with a decent cultivation and was at least a half-deity. He might even be a minor deity in some border realm. Yet, he didn't want to take any risks and learned how to grow vegetables on the spot.
"Fellow Taoist, you must be careful on your journey to the Heavenly Stairs. I'm timid and don't dare to fight with the various Immortals in the Vast Universe. If you're not happy on your journey, you can come back to us at any time. We'll leave you a fertile field. Oh, by the way, I'm Peng Chen. It's my honor to be acquainted with such a talented person like you!" said the Chosen God named Peng Chen.
"It's my honor, it's my honor." Zhu Minglang smiled and cupped his hands. He was also amused by the man's unpretentious attitude of wanting to grow vegetables.
This guy was a weirdo on the path to becoming a God.
However, not everyone had such a clear goal.
As the old man said, regardless of whether one could become a God or not, it was actually not easy to escape unscathed from the treacherous and dangerous Dragon Gate!
…
Zhu Minglang continued his journey up the mountain after exchanging the pearls of the Demonic Emperors he killed on the way for some Spirit Rice.
After all, Zhu Minglang still had many dragons to raise. The Spirit Rice could not only maintain his cultivation but also heal his injuries. He didn't mind selling the pearls of the Demonic Emperors. After all, it wasn't difficult for him to kill a Demonic Emperor now. He could even deal with a Demon God if he went all out. However, Demon Gods were rarely as angry and brainless as the Qilin Beast God. Killing them was not as simple as charging up and slashing at them.
"Are you a little tempted?" Mr. Koi asked for no reason.
"To be honest, a little." Zhu Minglang smiled and shook his head when he thought of Peng Chen's humble look of seeking knowledge.
"It's a pity that you're not alone. You have so many dragons to raise. Unless you plant them on a large scale, you might not have enough Spirit Rice," Mr. Koi said.
Zhu Minglang suddenly stopped and spoke to the air around him, "That's why I'm more suited to fighting and scheming … Guys, come out. There's no need to be so sneaky. I know you guys are coveting the Demonic Emperors' pearls in my hands."
As soon as he finished speaking, a few figures leaped out. They formed a triangle and surrounded Zhu Minglang. Although they did not have malicious smiles on their faces like most of the bandits, it was obvious from their eyes that they were not here to promote the Dragon Gate's Farming Cultivation Method.
"Hand over the items and we'll spare your life," the leader of the group, a man in a tiger-shouldered robe, said.
"Even the common people know the principle of not showing off one's wealth. How can someone like you, who defied the heavens and changed your fate, be so stupid?" another man in a black robe said.
Zhu Minglang laughed when he heard this. He said with a mocking tone, "How do you know that I'm not showing it to you on purpose?"
The man in the black robe frowned. His expression had already changed.
"This is called fishing. I'll be taking your Spirit Essences!"
As Zhu Minglang said this, a few dragon roars suddenly came from around him!
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