Purple Immortal City, a barren place of immortal cultivation near the southern border of the eastern region.

The environment was beautiful, but there were no cultivation resources.

There were large cultivation forces around.

Even the Five Thunder Mountain, one of the top ten cultivation sects in the eastern region, did not want to bother with such a small place.

The large sects and even the larger cultivation families were too lazy to come here.

Southeast of the mountain, there was a small mountain named Plum Creek Mountain because of the small plum trees scattered at the foot of the mountain.

After killing another nine ghosts of the universe, He Xiuxing passed by this place with his yellow dog.

Plum Creek Mountain was only a thousand meters high.

But standing on the top of the mountain and looking down at the flowers, plants, and trees, was very relaxing.

When He Xiuxing passed by this place, he found that there seemed to be heavenly materials and earthly treasures being nurtured inside the mountain.

"Why don't we wait for a while? If there's something good, we can bring it back as a gift for master."

Thus, He Xiuxing settled down on the Plum Creek Mountain.

Time passed. On this day.

More than ten pulsing realm cultivators came to the Plum Creek Mountain's forest, to drink tea.

They shared their cultivation experiences with each other, flaunting their strength.

Behind them stood dozens of disciples waiting on them.

He cultivated with his five senses, even if he didn't take the initiative to use his spiritual sense to probe.

He could clearly hear what those cultivators were saying.

The exchanges between those cultivators at the Pulse Realm were only superficial.

Because they were already the people with the strongest cultivation here.

The Purple Immortal City was only this big, and there were only so many resources nearby.

If they exchanged their insights and allowed the other party to gain any benefits, they would not be the ones at a disadvantage.

Therefore, they could easily deal with this kind of exchange.

Even if in reality, they were just unrated cultivators.

A group of beings that did not even reach the lower three realms.

"Mortals. Although they have started cultivating, they are still mortals."

"When they sip tea and speak, they are actually not showing off to each other."

"Mortals who have cultivated still can not escape their natural desires."

He Xiuxing seemed to have realized something as he slowly closed his eyes to comprehend.

After about two hours, he opened his eyes.

"Perhaps the difference between mortals and cultivators isn't obvious."

"If a cultivator's state of mind doesn't have any experience, then they are mortals who are stronger."

He had a deeper understanding of the relationship between mortals and cultivators.

Thus, he made a decision.

While he was waiting for the spiritual item to appear, he wanted to interact more with these low-level cultivators.

The cultivators in the forest were still discussing the Dao of metaphysics.

He Xiuxing was dressed in cotton clothes and walked over slowly in straw sandals.

His appearance was average and his temperament was reserved. He looked ordinary.

However, his appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Who are you? There are many teachers here to exchange their insights. How can you barge in without permission?"

Before he could even get close, a disciple behind someone shouted.

He Xiuxing smiled and said, "I was passing by here and had an epiphany. That's why I wanted to build a wooden house here and open a training hall at the same time to share my insights."

Everyone in the discussion was stunned.

This person looked ordinary, but he actually opened his mouth to say that he wished to open a training hall to share his insights?

A Pulse Realm cultivator stood up.

He felt that He Xiuxing was provoking him.

His spiritual power circulated rapidly, and he pushed his own energy toward He Xiuxing.

There was no reaction.

Even the flowers and plants by his feet were not affected.

This shocked these people.

They knew that they might have met a master.

The other party was ordinary, probably because they could not see through his cultivation.

He Xiuxing smiled and walked forward alone.

In everyone's eyes, He Xiuxing, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, was extraordinary.

He did not seem to have taken a big step, but he arrived in front of them very quickly.

Those with sharp eyes even noticed that not a single plant was stepped on.

This made the ten or so cultivators of the Pulse Realm jump in fear. It was definitely not something that a cultivator of the Pulse Realm could do.

Hence, they pushed the three leading cultivators forward and they walked towards He Xiuxing.

They respectfully asked, "We have eyes but we might be blind about some things. May we help you with something?"

He Xiuxing smiled, "I just said that I passed by this place and saw that the scenery here was charming. Hence, I wanted to build a straw hut here and open a Daoist Hall to teach Daoist techniques."

The three leading cultivators looked at each other.

They all thought that He Xianyun came to the Purple Immortal City to seize their resources and establish a sect.

If He Xiuxing was only at the Pulse Realm, they would definitely surround him and beat him to death.

But looking at He Xiuxing's stance, he was probably at the Primordial Liquid Realm.

One of the middle-aged men could only smile bitterly, "I wonder how much this senior needs us to offer?"

"Please enlighten us so that we can prepare properly."

This was the rule of low-level cultivators like them who had no backing.

He Xiuxing was enlightened enlightenment.

No wonder they were so vigilant.

As expected, even if they cultivated, they still could not escape a mortal heart.

"Perhaps, this kind of contact can really allow me to comprehend the path of mortals a little more."

However, a thought flashed through the mind of another young master-like cultivator, and he immediately bowed.

He asked, "I wonder if you want to recruit disciples after opening up the Daoist rite temple? I, Junior Xu Lin, am willing to follow you around, my senior."

He secretly despised the middle-aged man, Zhang Shao.

"This is a big, thick thigh, hurry up and hug it."

"It might be a new backer. To think that he is the god of plagues, his vision is too narrow."

"This senior is in the Primordial Liquid Realm. He can compete with other big forces in this area."

He Xiuxing looked at this person indifferently.

He could feel the thoughts of the person in front of him.

He Xiuxing shook his head and said, "I don't need any offerings, nor do I accept disciples. After opening the Daoist rite temple, those who are willing to come and listen can come and listen."

Not only the three cultivators in the lead, but dozens of other cultivators in the Pulse Realm and dozens of disciples felt that their ears were hearing things.

He said he did not accept any offerings, and is not opening sects to recruit disciples.

To casually teach a Daoist technique like this was something that was hard to dream of.

To these cultivators, the cultivation techniques of the Spirit Sea Realm and the Primordial Spirit Realm did not need to be thought of at all.

They could not buy them even if they had money.

The cultivation techniques of the Primordial Liquid Realm were already something that the major trading firms nearby hung high up in their pavilions as the treasures of their stores.

Unless they received great benefits, those techniques would not be sold at all.

Even a secret technique like this was something that a Pulse Realm cultivator would not be able to afford even if they accumulated for a lifetime.

He Xiuxing could not be bothered to talk to them. He only said, "Tomorrow, at midnight, I'll start the lecture at the wooden house over there."

"Those who are willing to listen, please come when the time comes."

"I'll only talk for two hours. If it's too late, I won't wait. I'll have to trouble you to pass this matter on to the cultivators near Purple Immortal City."

He still had to go back and cook. The little yellow dog was probably hungry as well.

The cultivators only came to their senses when they saw He Xiuxing slowly walking to the wooden house in the distance.

They looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

Zhang Shao was the oldest and the steadiest. He saw that everyone was silent.

He was the first to speak. "Everyone, do you think this matter is true? This old man feels that it's too good to be true."

"How can a good cultivation technique be casually told to others, and to those not even accepted as a disciple! I'm afraid there's a conspiracy."

"Don't think too much. This person only talks about the Dao. He might not be talking about the cultivation technique."

"That's right. What if he only talks about a few key points?"

"That's good too. With a little guidance, I might be able to break through to the third level of the Breakthrough Realm."

Xu Lin smiled and said, "Zhang Shao, you're too petty. This senior is a former master of the Primordial Liquid Realm. Why would he covet you?"

"What are you worth for him to set up a scheme and covet you?"

"But then again, I also don't think that the lecture tomorrow is real. It seems too good to be true. I just don't understand this senior's intention."