Immortal cultivator is divided into great death

Chapter 9

"Uncle, is there really a baby here?"

In the locust forest of Qifeng Mountain, a group of four people walked among them. One of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys asked the leading middle-aged man.

"What nonsense! If you tell you to look for it, look for it quickly! The head said it's here, so it's here!"

The middle-aged man slapped the boy on the head and reprimanded him loudly.

The four of them have been wandering around in this locust tree forest all afternoon, not to mention treasures, they even saw a bird feather.

"Uncle, look! There seems to be someone in front!"

Just as the middle-aged man was teaching the young man, another young man in a slightly older grade shouted.

"People? Go! Go and see!"

The middle-aged man pulled out the long sword on his back, greeted him, and walked towards the figure in front of him.

"This fellow Taoist, Xu Fei from the Lingxiao Gate of the Nine Immortals Mountain, the poor Taoist priest, do you know the way out?"

The middle-aged man, that is, Xu Fei walked over from the side, seeing the man standing with his eyes closed, as if he didn't notice him, Gu asked aloud.

It's getting late, and the place is very cloudy, it's better to find the way out early.

"Noisy"

The moment the man in black uttered his voice, Xu Fei's heart rang out!Having practiced martial arts for many years, he quickly rolled to the side, "Boom!"

A big tree behind Xu Fei was chopped off in half and fell to the ground.

"Senior, this junior didn't mean to disturb, please calm down!"

Xu Fei knew that he was no match for the man in front of him. If there was a fight, he must be the one who died. What's more, there were four juniors behind him. No matter what he said, he couldn't let them fall here. They were all from Lingxiaomen Hope and future!

"Senior, I ask you to hold your hand high, Xu Fei is willing to sacrifice his life for his life, and you still pretend that senior can let those children go!"

Seeing Xu Fei who was still croaking, croaking, Qingyang looked tired, isn't he annoying?

Qingyang, are you familiar with it?

When Ye Xiu came out of the pothole, he dragged the fainted Qingyang away from Huaishui Town.

At that time, he was thinking of retreating, and it would not be good for Qingyang to stay alone in the mountains, so fortunately, he was let out to practice.After the two signed the master-servant contract commonly used in the practice world, Ye Xiu threw a long sword, a scroll of sword cultivation formulas, and a bottle of Peiyuansan to him and closed the door.

Ten years, for practitioners, is just a matter of retreat, but for Qing Yang who is still a mortal, it is different.

Ten years ago, he was only 20 years old, and he had been trained as a guard since he was a child. The master's will was his will. However, Ye Xiu's appearance completely disrupted his fate.

He left the palace and became his attendant. After going through that series of events, Qingyang also knew that his new master was not an ordinary person. At that time, he was not surprised.

Ye Xiu was kind to him, he could feel it.

Whether it's the precious cheats or the trust in his subordinates, he can feel it. He swears with his own life that he will become the sharp sword in the master's hand and the shield in front of him, protecting him until the end of his life.

When he learned that he still had family members, he gave himself a elixir that could cure all diseases, and asked himself to take Duanchenyuan. He knew that his future road might be difficult, so for the safety of his elder brother, he agreed.

Afterwards, he found a deep mountain and old forest, studied day and night without daring to slack off, and finally entered Xiantian four years later and became a top martial artist on the mainland.

He knows that this is not enough!

So, he started to wander, challenging masters from all schools and sects along the way, and the name Qingyang became familiar to everyone. He changed his name to Qingyang to show that he bid farewell to the past and started again.

A month ago, he received a summons from Ye Xiu. Excited at the meeting at Qifeng Mountain, he rushed all night and arrived at Qifeng Mountain in only seven days. He had been waiting here for more than half a month.

"roll"

Calmly looking at Xu Fei who was still apologizing, Qingyang continued to meditate with his eyes closed, waiting for Ye Xiu's arrival.

"Oh, it's so lively here!" Just as Xu Fei was stunned, a frivolous voice came from the bushes beside him, "Isn't this Xu Fei from Zixiaomen! Why are you in such a mess? Oh! I know! It must be because I am too poor and have no money to stay in the inn, so I ran to this woods! Hahahahahaha!"

Qingyang frowned, and glanced in that direction. They were a group of Taoist priests in white robes. The one who spoke was a man in his 30s. Why did he cultivate... the third level of Qi training, which was two times worse than that of Xu Fei just now. layer.

By the way, Qingyang is currently on the tenth level of Qi training.

[Tips for Immortal Cultivation: Qi training period is the initial level of practitioners. Qi training is divided into twelve levels, of which the seventh level is a watershed.The sixth level of Qi Refining is what warriors call the Innate Realm.Only after breaking through the sixth level and reaching the seventh level of qi training, can one officially step into the practice and transform the internal force in the body into true energy. 】

Sitting under the locust tree, Qingyang took a deep breath, not angry... not angry... I will see my husband soon, and my blood is not good...

Qingyang is trying to endure here, but at the other end, the two groups of people are already arguing, and they are about to fight.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, Qingyang raised his eyes and saw that it was a jade slip inlaid on the tree trunk beside him, Qingyang bet five coppers, the only one who can find that jade as a hidden weapon in the whole world is probably his own Master.

"gentlemen!"

Qingyang got up and knelt down on one knee to salute the walking figure not far away.

The person who came was Ye Xiu.

Originally, he was very happily setting up the formation, but the calamity fell on the third peak among the seven peaks. This locust forest is the only way to get there.

Ye Xiu's idea was to use formations to trap them here so that they wouldn't interfere with him taking the spirit treasure. As a result, when he was setting up the formation flags at a critical moment, he heard noises in his ears, and he directly put the The jade slip that was discarded due to the wrong position was thrown away.

Looking at the obviously mature and stable man in front of him, Ye Xiu nodded in relief.

"Sir...you..." Seeing that Ye Xiu's body was covered with a layer of black mist, Qingyang asked worriedly.

"It's nothing, but something happened during the training, it's all right." With a wave of Guangxiu, several copper coins flew out, stunned the two groups of people who were left there by the two, and continued with Qingyang The formation has been set up. Just now, his spiritual sense has already sensed that the three monks of the Foundation Establishment Stage have entered the mountain. The situation, the three of them still know each other, it is not easy to handle...

When Ye Xiu was struggling with what to do, Qingyang gently shook his dazed master.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Look, sir."

Looking along Qingyang's hand, Ye Xiu didn't want to take a second look after taking a look.

He absolutely does not admit that these three are cultivators.

Have you ever seen a cultivator who gets lost?

Have you ever seen a cultivator gnawing chicken feet while walking! !

If you see three old men flirting with each other while gnawing their paws, can you take a second look! ! !

The two men are already blind enough, but what the hell are three old men with wrinkled faces! ! ! !

Ye Xiu Zhinan, who had been opened the door to the new world, felt that he should calm down.

"Let's go, this ecstasy array is enough to stop them. Master sent the Lingbao down, and I went to get it with me." Closing his eyes, Ye Xiu said to Qingyang beside him in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The spiritual consciousness covered the entire mountain, and that spiritual treasure was as conspicuous as a lighthouse in the dark night, but... this breath...

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Xiu looked at the black folding fan exuding a dark and sinister aura in his hand, and began to wonder if his master was dazzled and lost it by mistake.

It's true that this fan is a good thing, but it's obviously a magic cultivator's item...

Integrating his consciousness into the folding fan, Ye Xiu got the information of this fan-shaped spirit treasure.

The six-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-yin fan belongs to innate nature, and the fan surface is formed by the condensation of nine yin qi. The fan bone is made of the ancient black dragon spine, and the weak water is embroidered on the fan surface.

With Ye Xiu's cultivation at this time, he can only exert less than a ten-thousandth of his power, and he can use it. Thanks to Lao Tzu's refinement of Ye Xiu's spiritual consciousness in advance, making him recognize the master .

After getting the Lingbao, Ye Xiu didn't have the mood to look at the scenery, so he took Qingyang and planned to leave from the back, to find a place that was pleasing to the eye, and refine the Lingbao into his body.

Looking at the towering cliffs beside him, Ye Xiu suddenly thought, no one should fall off. In other words, why can't the protagonists in those novels jump off the cliffs and die?Can we still have some adventures?However, if someone falls, save yourself or not?

Just when Ye Xiu was struggling with his brain, he suddenly felt that something was falling from the top of his head.

"Be careful sir!"

Qingyang next to him jumped up onto the stone wall above his head, kicked with his strength, jumped up a few meters, and then fell down.

It's just... Looking at the unconscious boy in Qingyang's arms, Ye Xiu began to wonder if he had fallen into the trap of Heaven again.

"Sir...this..."

Qingyang looked at Ye Xiu in embarrassment. He thought it was a dead body, but who would have thought that this child is still alive!

The chest was pierced through, multiple fractures were broken all over the body, and the tendons in the hands and feet were cut off. After a rough inspection, Qingyang was amazed at the child's vitality and willpower.

"how?"

In a cabin, Ye Xiu looked at Qingyang who had treated the child's wound.

"The chest was pierced by a long sword. However, the child's heart was on the right side, and he escaped the catastrophe. His whole body was broken in many places, and all the tendons in his hands and feet were broken. If it wasn't for the master's holy medicine for healing, he probably would have died in this lifetime." It's useless."

Putting down the teacup, followed Qingyang to the inner room, looking at the unconscious little boy on the bed, Ye Xiu sighed, sure enough, it was a trick of heaven.

Obviously he can choose some qualified people to complete the task of the master, but as a result, Tiandao throws this troublesome pathogen to himself every time.

Wu Xiu Yuan is troublesome enough, but fortunately there is Fu Tonghai, so he doesn't need to be with him, and when his fate is over, he can just bring him back to Tianling Continent.

But this child... was born with all kinds of meridians, and it is an excellent system of cultivation. I checked some information from Tiandao, and the blood was poured out one after another. What kind of family grievances, illegitimate children, civet cats for princes, what? Betrayed by relatives, pursued by enemies and so on.

He doesn't need to choose, the strong evil spirit on this child, yes, the successor of the magic cultivator has it.

The feeling of being someone else's golden finger...it's quite touching when you think about it︿(￣︶￣)︿

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