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Chapter 5127

"Fellow Daoist Qin, everyone knows that the Golden Spirit Fruit can improve the cultivator's understanding of the origin of gold, but the absorption method and location are different, and the effects are actually different."

On the flying boat, Xu Laodao smiled and introduced himself to Qin Cheng, or Luopo Sect's experience in taking the Golden Spirit Fruit.

"Is there any particularity in this regard?" Qin Cheng was also stunned.

"Of course, for example, if you create an environment full of rich golden energy, monks will be more likely to feel the flow of golden energy, and naturally, under the influence of spiritual fruits, you can improve more insights."

"Or the effect will be better while exercising the spiritual fruit while exercising it."

"Of course, these methods may be slightly different in each sect, but in our Luopo Sect, there are specific places, which are very suitable for absorbing the golden spirit fruit."

"Although I dare not say how much the fellow Taoist's understanding of the origin of gold can improve, it can definitely save several golden spirit fruits under the same circumstances."

Listening to the introduction of Mr. Xu, he rushed all the way and soon the three of them arrived over a small sect.

Qincheng put away the flying boat, and the three of them slowly flew to the front of the mountain gate.

When the sect leader came back, the disciples guarding the gate were respectful and excited, and quickly opened the formation and gave way.

Qin Cheng also looked around as he went up the mountain.

Although Luopo Sect is not big, its various buildings and facilities are much better than the previous Yumeng.

After all, before Yang Fan betrayed, there were three sects of cultivators in the Tribulation Realm.

Moreover, some buildings are quite ancient and have a sense of historical vicissitudes, and they look like they have been around for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, how many years has the Luopo Sect been passed down?" Qin Cheng asked.

"It has been more than 50,000 years. Fellow Daoist Qin doesn't know anything. Although my Luopo Sect is a bit down and out now, when the Sword Washing Sect appeared, my Luopo Sect had been passed down for four generations."

"At the peak of his life, there were also a sect with more than a dozen powerful people in the Tribulation Realm. The Yaoqiong Sect was just a first-time establishment at that time. At that time, the ancestor of the sect was going to come to our sect to worship, for fear that we would accidentally destroy them."

When he mentioned this, a hint of pride flashed across his eyes from Old Dao Xu.

But soon, the flame of excitement dimmed.

"It's a pity that our descendants are too unsuccessful and have squandered the foundation left by our ancestors. In my generation, talents have withered, and now we are the master and apprentice left."

"Actually, Master has worked very hard and has trained two powerful men in the Tribulation Realm. However, due to some things in the previous generations, their cultivation has stagnated. Otherwise, I, the Sopo Sect, would not have reached this point." Yang Hong hurriedly persuaded.

Qin Cheng listened, silent, and he didn't know how to comfort Mr. Xu.

In other words, there is no need to comfort me, Mr. Xu probably has already seen it.

The rise and fall of the sects, like the change of dynasties, always have ups and downs.

Although the Zhengqi Sect is now full of people's hearts and strong people are everywhere, who knows what will become a thousand years, or even ten thousand years later?

"Fellow Daoist Qin is embarrassed, I said some complaints to disturb your interest. In fact, my Luopo Sect's foundation is still there, but it's just that I have not been going well over the years."

Old Dao Xu quickly reacted, cheered up and said with a smile.

"It's okay." Qin Cheng also smiled.

"metropolitan."

As he was talking, several figures flew down from the mountain.

Qin Cheng noticed that these people were all high-grade cultivation levels in the fusion realm, but they were all white-haired and very old monks, and there was not a single middle-aged man.

"Elder Li, Elder Wang..."

When he saw a few people, Old Dao Xu also smiled, pulled a few people to introduce to Qin Cheng, and emphasized to Qin Cheng.


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