Chapter 318: Yunjing

"Avoid avoidance!" There was a loud drink behind.
The passers-by walking on the street was pushed to the side of the road. Lu Mingshu looked back, but it was a row of gorgeous drivers driving slowly. The uniformed dressers shouted on both sides: "The son of the car is here, still not giving way!"
There are also the same repairers as them, angrily said: "How can the land of Yunjing be so rampant?"
Some passers-by advised: "That is the Yunzi son, they are very big, and bear it!"
"Floating son, who?" someone asked.
"I don't know the cloud son?" The man looked at the expression of the dumplings. "Do you know Nie?"
"Know, Pinghu Nie, the number of people in the world, right?" The foreigner who was seen in the dumplings was not convinced. "I have heard of several sons of Nie, and there is nothing floating."
"Of course you have never heard of it. This Yunzi son is not the son of Nie, but the son-in-law of Nie."
"What? Daughter-in-law?"
"Yeah, Ms. Nie Da’s husband, who is very talented, looks like a golden boy. I heard that he has already peaked in the refining period and is better than several sons of Nie."
"So great, which is this home?"
"This... I have not heard that his origins are mysterious."
The two passers-by discussed it, but they heard a voice from the crowd: "Hey! What a cloud boy, but a stranger, dare to call the son!"
This statement has led to a group of rebuttals: "How can a floating cloud son be a stranger, he said!"
"That is, how can the aliens become the son-in-law of Nie?"
"Yes, let alone that he has been refining the soul. Can the different people cultivate to this part?"
"I don't care about him!"
Lu Mingshu and Yan Wugui looked at each other.
The two have been here for a few days and have a certain understanding of the world.
The people in this world are distinguished by the seal of the soul. The soul is printed as the true people, and the soulless is the alien. It is said that the true people are the true blood heritage of the realm, but the aliens are aliens and the road is not correct.
The true people are born with a soul, and at a certain age, there is a great probability to inspire the soul. And the aliens, if they want to cultivate more difficult, even if they cultivate the soul, it is difficult to grow.
Such a gap is of course divided into high and low. Different people tend to be inferior and can only be untouchables and slaves.
In a prosperous city, this situation is much better. Many family members will choose different people with good qualifications and grant merits. If they are well-trained, they can be separated from the treatment of the people and become a family slave.
For the different people, this is already the best chance.
Different from the strange people who are struggling to survive, the true people have been extremely moist in this world.
Because of the natural power of the soul, the probability of inspiring the soul print is very high, at least half of them can become the repairer. As long as you become a repairer, you can register in the official office and receive monthly training materials.
Even if they can't be repairers, they don't need to work hard. Because those who work hard, there are people who do it.
All in all, this is a world in which bloodlines determine everything.
This floating cloud son is so big, he said that he is a stranger, and there is really no one to believe.
However, this has nothing to do with them, a small storm quickly passed, and the two continued to find the inn.
Yan Wugui said: "You don't feel very strange. We are harder to get started than the barbarians, but we must talk about the speed of cultivation, but it is not fast."
Lu Mingshu nodded gently. Barbarians are born with divine power, which is brought by bloodlines. However, because the blood is too strong, they are relatively difficult to advance. Whenever they break through, they must overcome the power of the blood.
That season's condensate, she also saw. In this respect, the true people have great commonalities with the barbarians. The way they cultivate is to stimulate the soul. This is a kind of bloodline that even they can't tell. In other words, true people and barbarians are similar in existence even if they are not homologous.
At the same time, from the memory of Ji Zhenzhen, this is also verified. The meditation period of this world, that is, the ecstasy is very rare. If you can enter the meditation period, you can dominate the party.
"If the people are like us, it is no wonder that they can't cultivate. The so-called spiritual cultivation method is simply not suitable for them."
"Yeah." Yan did not whispered two words, and he did not speak again. He seemed to be thinking.
During the talk, the two went to an inn.
Because of the battle of the sea of ​​clouds, Yunjing was full of people, they walked all the way, the better inns were full of people.
Lu Mingshu knocked on the counter and asked, "Can there be a room?"
Yunjing is the city of Kyoto in this world. He gathered some unknown high-level cultivators. The shopkeeper saw much more. The attitude was very dull: "Yes, how many guest officers?"
"Two, give us two rooms."
The shopkeeper flipped through the register and had a professional smile on his face: "Sorry, there is no more room, only two rooms."
"Yes." She didn't pay attention to it. Yan did not return to the people who care about it. It is enough to live.
"Please also show the card."
Make a registration, the treasurer calls the second, take them to the room.
Lu Mingshu stopped when he walked through the hall.
Sitting in the hall full of Dangdang, many people talked about it, and said that it is all about the debate in the sea of ​​clouds.
The second child is a lot of words, and he is happy to show his performance in front of the girl: "At the moment, it is the period of the debate on the sea of ​​clouds. Let's say this thing in Kyoto! Girl, you are from outside, come to watch the battle?"
Lu Mingshu smiled.
Xiao Er was encouraged and continued: "This period of the debate on the sea of ​​clouds can be said to be a master..."
I kept talking about it for a long time, and sent them to the room.
Lu Mingshu gave him a pearl: "Thank you."
Xiao Er is rewarded, but even more enthusiastic: "Yes, in half an hour, you can dine. The roast whole sheep in our store is a must, the girl can not miss it. The small is below, if anything, You can just say a word."
"Trouble."
Closing the door, Lu Mingshu asked: "What are you thinking about?" Actually did not speak all the way.
Yan did not return to God: "Oh, I am thinking about this cloud-based debate."
The so-called cloud sea debate is quite similar to the scientific research. Organized by the government, three years, the winners are divided into three categories, and different treatments are granted.
Unlike the scientific test, it is closely related to regional taxes. For example, Ji Xulin’s birthplace is Zhong Lin. If he gets the highest local ranking in the Yunhai debate, then Zhong Lin’s tax for the next three years will be adjusted according to his ranking. The higher the ranking, the less tax, and there is a part. Will be his reward.
In other words, the people who win in the debate on the sea of ​​clouds, their families will be extremely cheap in the local family competition. Therefore, most of the disputes between the family and the family are reflected in the battle of the sea of ​​clouds.
"This method is excellent." Yan did not return to praise, "One, the competition between the family is limited to the debate, so as not to be too opposed and bad order. Second, there is competition to have motivation. Come up with this The method is a smart person."
Lu Mingshu nodded: "Although the real people and the barbarians have similarities, but here, they are much smarter." How can the barbarian turn so awkward? Their principle is very simple, that is, who is the one who speaks.
"Hey, I heard that the top three will have very generous rewards. Should we fight for it?" Yan did not care about his chin.
Lu Mingshu said: "Don't forget, the top three will also see the Holy King. Do you think that the soul print we have drawn can be mastered?"
"..." Yan has no regrets. "It's a pity."