A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 350: Small World, Vast Starry Sky

The disciple surnamed Murong originally thought that there were only one or two bodies killed in the Wudu Sea, but when Lu Luan took them out, he was shocked. Five bodies were neatly placed in the air, with different appearances of death. Judging from the remaining aura on their bodies, three of them were in the middle stage of foundation building!

Although he was a disciple of the sect, Lu Luan did not take out all of them for the sake of caution.

After being stunned for a while, the contempt in his eyes disappeared, and he said in a serious tone: "Daoyou, you must have penetrated deep into the heart of the demon cultivators to kill these demon cultivators."

Wu Du Hai is intimidated by the Xuan Ling Sect. Apart from that, there are more than a hundred large and small immortal forces. Just as few immortal cultivators dare to go to the heartland of demon cultivators, few demon cultivators dare to come to Wu Du Hai.

The corpses that Lu Luan took out had similar time of death, and there was no such group of demon cultivators in Wu Du Sea with such a number.

Lu Luan nodded and said, "Yes, I ventured thousands of miles into the demonic land, fought hard, and almost couldn't come back."

"You are really courageous, buddy," the young man said admiringly, then looked at his arm, "Could it be that buddy's arm is..."

Naturally, he could not be deceived by this fake hand that was condensed with true energy.

"I was trapped in a magic array when I came here. I used a life-saving talisman to blast open a gap and escape. This arm was unfortunately cut off by a demon cultivator when I was escaping."

Lu Luan didn't want to dwell on this topic, so he asked, "Fellow Daoist, how much are these demon cultivator corpses worth?"

After watching for a while, the young man said softly, "They all died not long ago, so they are useful to our sect. These two in the early stage of foundation building are worth twenty intermediate spirit stones, and the three in the middle stage are worth... one hundred intermediate spirit stones."

Lu Luan nodded in his heart, quite satisfied. After all, corpses could not be used for cultivation by immortal cultivators, so they were not worth any spirit stones. He waved his hand again and took out some things used by demon cultivators, including broken spiritual treasures, magic potions and other things, which floated around.

After a moment's estimation, the young man said, "Four hundred and twenty spirit stones, how about that?"

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"No need to thank me, this is what you deserve. Killing demons is extremely dangerous, so you need to be more careful." The young man looked at Lu Luan's arm intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of pity. After surviving a life-and-death struggle to kill the demon cultivator, the reward he got was not enough to recover from his injuries.

"By the way, fellow Daoist, do you have a demon cultivator soul? I can use it."

The young man asked again.

Lu Luan shook his head. "Not really. It was dangerous at the time and there was no time to take care of them. The souls of the demon cultivators either escaped or were destroyed."

He couldn't help but show a hint of weirdness in his eyes. What did this disciple want with the soul? Was he going to search the soul and acquire magic skills?

The young man saw that something was wrong with him and felt that there was something wrong with his words, so he explained, "Don't misunderstand, fellow Daoist. Demonic cultivation souls can help the sect understand the situation of the demon sects in the demon land. Moreover, my Xuanling Sect disciples all have immortal talismans on their foreheads. If they practice demonic skills with improper intentions, the sect will know about it."

As he spoke, a line emitting soft white light appeared between his eyebrows.

"Immortal pattern."

Lu Luan became curious. Is there such a magical thing?

"Yes, this was passed down by Kunlun to prevent our disciples from practicing in secret because they are weak-minded and cannot withstand the temptation of magic when fighting with demon cultivators. However, this also shows that the strength of our Xuanling Sect has been recognized by Kunlun and it is a legitimate sect of immortals."

"Kunlun, it's Kunlun again."

Lu Luan heard the word Kunlun again. Although he had heard Elder Lu mention it before, Elder Lu didn't know much. Now that he heard this disciple speak so mysteriously, he couldn't help but become more curious.

So he asked, "Fellow Daoist Murong, what is the Kunlun you are talking about? How come I have never heard of it?"

The young man smiled and said, "You are a casual cultivator, so it's normal that you don't know these things. Kunlun comes from the starry sky and is closely connected with the human race..."

"I heard from the elders that even in the starry sky, on other cultivation planets, as long as Kunlun is there, other powerful starry sky races will not dare to easily oppress the human race."

"In the starry sky, other planets."

Lu Luan looked up instinctively. These were too far away for him. Even the Cangming Star was extremely large now.

"Well, only the peerless masters of the Nascent Soul stage can travel through the starry sky," the disciple also looked up and said, "But the starry sky is vast. I heard from the elders that our Cangming Star can only be regarded as a small world in the starry sky, and the nearest cultivation planet to our world is too far away. Even a master of the Nascent Soul stage cannot fly there even if he exhausts his lifespan. If we want to go there, we can only go through Kunlun's starry sky formation, but riding this formation will take decades. I don't know if this is true?"

Maybe it was really too big and beyond imagination, and the disciple also revealed doubt in his eyes.

"It's so far away, how did Kunlun come from the starry sky?"

Lu Luan asked, also expressing doubt.

"I don't understand it either, but that's what the elder said. He also said that the human race on our Cangming Star was brought by Kunlun from the starry sky. They multiplied and thrived here, blossomed and bore fruit everywhere, and made the starry sky full of human races, increasing the luck of the human race."

"It's too mysterious."

Lu Luan thought to himself.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, is Kunlun really that powerful?"

he asked in a deep voice.

"Yeah." The young man nodded affirmatively.

"If they are really that powerful, why don't they wipe out all the monsters and demons on Cangming Star? If everyone cultivates immortality, wouldn't it be more helpful to the development of the human race?" He expressed his doubts.

Hearing this, the young man just smiled indifferently, "How can it be so easy? There are many powerful tribes on Cangming Star, but not everyone will follow the immortal way. And fellow Daoist Lu, let me ask you, even if there are no demon cultivators and monster tribes, then where will the sword in the hands of us immortal cultivators point to?"

"Where is the sword pointing?"

Lu Luan was stunned. If there were really only cultivators left on Cangming Star, then the sword would turn back.

"Human beings are the most intelligent creatures in the world, and human hearts are the most complicated things. One thought can lead to immortality, and one thought can lead to demons. Wherever there are people, there will be immortals and demons. Demons cannot be completely eliminated and killed." The young man said earnestly.

"Born in sorrow, died in happiness."

Lu Luan understood that the rise and fall of the immortals was actually the same as the change of dynasties in the mortal world.

Kunlun’s vision is not limited to this. Perhaps, the real enemy of mankind has never been demons, but other races in the starry sky.

"I have benefited a lot from talking with you, fellow Taoist."

After just a few words, he felt that his horizons had broadened a lot.

"Friend Lu Dao has spoken seriously."

Then, getting back to the point, the young man took a look at the demon cultivators and their treasures, and then asked, "Fellow Daoist Lu, do you have any objection to the price?"

"Let's do as you say." Lu Luan replied. He was naturally satisfied with the price.

"Friend Lu, please take inventory."

The young man took out five hundred and forty intermediate spirit stones, no more, no less.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Murong." Lu Luan bowed and put the spirit stone away.

Then he asked again: "Daoyou, is there any medicine in this building that can restore my broken arm?"

The young man shook his head. "No, this kind of medicine is very rare. Basically, once one appears on the market, it will be snapped up by someone. Although we have some in our sect, we only give them to our disciples and do not sell them to others."

"So that's it."

Although it was expected, Lu Luan still looked downcast.

After thinking for a while, the young man said, "But the Xiao family on this island has a way to regenerate severed limbs. You can go and ask them."

Hearing this, Lu Luan's eyes lit up again and he bowed and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

"It's just a little effort."

After a few more pleasantries, he left.