"That young man wearing brocade clothes, fair and fair."
Guo Zifeng leaned on the side of the ship and turned his head, overlooking the boundless sea of clouds gathering and dispersing below: "This boy's name is Mo Lingfei. He has excellent spiritual root qualifications, especially with the golden spiritual root. His spiritual energy affinity has reached 85%. This return If the sect is accepted as a direct disciple by some old guy, and after a lot of cleaning and bone marrow cleaning, I am afraid that the spiritual affinity of the Jinxing Spiritual Root will reach more than 90%! It is not much worse than the Tianling Spiritual Root."
"Then I would like to congratulate Senior Brother Guo in advance."
Gu Qing's expression didn't change much.
He followed Guo Zifeng's gaze and looked down. He felt that the sky between the clouds and the sky was unobstructed. The surrounding scenery was like a mural with no beginning and no end, but it was more magnificent, smart and clear.
"Introducing a disciple with such excellent qualifications, let's not talk about the rewards in the door for now. If this good relationship will bear fruit in the future, it will definitely be a great benefit." After taking a few glances at the scenery, Gu Qing continued.
"The benefits of farts."
Guo Zifeng curled his lips and shook his head, saying disdainfully: "Senior Brother Guo and I have taken on quite a few disciples over the years, and there are only a few who have been accepted as disciples by the old guys in the sect, but I have never seen any benefit."
"Liu Kun, he is an elder from the outer sect." Gu Qing suddenly changed his words, looking at Guo Zifeng's somewhat conceited profile, he asked word by word, "What is so special about Junior Sister Ren?"
Guo Zifeng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled with a narrow smile: "What about that? Junior Brother Gu doesn't want to get any benefits and behave like a good boy. Since Junior Sister Ren Chan has followed you, don't you know what's special about her?"
Gu Qing looked at Guo Zifeng: "What followed me? Junior Sister Ren and I are innocent, and Senior Brother Guo keeps his word."
"The descendants of the Ren family of the cultivation family have a thin bloodline. I wonder if they are special enough?" Guo Zifeng suddenly turned his head, looked at Gu Qing with squinted eyes, and said straight to the point: "Guo killed Liu Kun for Junior Brother Gu Qing, and now he has rescued Gu Qing. Junior Brother’s doubts, since Junior Brother Gu Qing has broken through the fifth level of Qi Refining, would he rather stay in the outer sect and become a deacon disciple?”
"Why, don't Senior Brother Guo want those ten first-level mid-grade spiritual talismans?" Gu Qing responded lightly with a sudden look in his eyes.
The noise from both sides drowned out this small area of deck, and Gu Qing and Guo Zifeng fell into silence for a while.
Guo Zifeng's eyes were slightly complicated.
The junior brother Gu Qing in front of him was already a first-level talisman master when he was on the second level of Qi Refining a year ago. He has tried to win over him several times in the past year. Now the opportunity has fallen from the sky. This junior brother has broken through to the fifth level of Qi Refining and can Choose an elder to become a disciple, enter the inner sect of the Xianhe Sect, and become an inner sect disciple.
The identities of the inner disciples and outer disciples of the Xianhe Sect are completely different. Very few people would give up the opportunity to become an inner disciple and stay in the outer sect of the Xianhe Sect as a deacon disciple.
Although being a deacon disciple in an outer sect has a lot of rights and a lot of salary, there are also many things to do, which is not conducive to spiritual practice.
"You can enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree. As long as Junior Brother Gu Qing becomes a deacon disciple under my master, what if Guo doesn't want ten first-level middle-grade talismans?" Guo Zifeng stared at Gu Qing and responded.
"Senior Brother Guo has been Elder He's registered disciple for more than ten years." Gu Qing turned around and said in an erratic tone, "No matter what the harvest, Elder He will take 40%, right?"
"So what?"
Guo Zifeng frowned and asked back.
"In the past ten years, the peonies in this world have bloomed and failed, and the beautiful girl has grown old, and time is not forgiving." Gu Qing walked towards the curtain of spiritual light, and waved his hand back, "Junior brother, please retire. I wish Senior Brother Guo to have an early retirement in fame and fortune, and to have success in building a solid foundation."
…
The curtain is a small formation of light curtain.
Within the light curtain of this small formation is the training place specially prepared by the Xiang family on the mountain cloud boat for several of their disciples of the Xianhe Sect and the few immortal seedlings they brought back from this trip.
Under the clouds of auras of various colors, there were actually more than ten futons made of spiritual grass. The three similar-looking male disciples of the second-level outer sect of Qi Lian, the female disciple of the third-level outer sect of Qi Lian named Qian, and Zhao Xun, who was on the second level of Qi Refining, sat on these futons and meditated with his eyes closed. When they saw Gu Qing approaching, they all stood up quickly and bowed respectfully with clasped fists.
"Senior Brother Gu."
"Senior Brother Gu."
Gu Qing nodded silently. After his soul was seriously injured, he could no longer hide the fluctuations in his spiritual power. Even a monk whose cultivation level was much lower than him could tell with a closer look that he was now at the fifth level of Qi Refining.
Among the monks of the same generation, as long as they are not disciples of the same elder, those with advanced cultivation are senior brothers and senior sisters.
For example, in the Xianhe sect, one generation lasts for twenty years. That is to say, even if a disciple who started ten years earlier than Gu Qing, as long as his cultivation level is lower than his, he will be called senior brother. Similarly, if a new disciple who started in recent years is If a disciple surpasses him in cultivation, he must also call the new disciple as senior brother or senior sister.
Gu Qing's figure walking from the deck also attracted the attention of the three immortal seedlings. The three people had different expressions.
Mo Lingfei glanced at Gu Qing with a bit of arrogance and then looked away. He already knew his extraordinary qualifications. The boy in linen clothes looked at Gu Qing several times, only to feel that a group of people walking in front of him was a bit dazzling. The bright white light made my eyes feel dry.
As for the other fairy seedling, she was an extremely lively girl of twelve or thirteen years old. She was talking to Ren Chan, who was also uncultivated. When she saw Gu Qing coming and looked up, her eyes were a little bright.
Gu Qing passed by Ren Chan's side and walked straight past.
Ren Chan opened her mouth, but didn't say anything. The lively twelve or thirteen-year-old girl was the first to speak: "Senior Brother Gu is really good-looking. Senior Sister Ren, I wonder if he has a Taoist partner now?"
"I...don't know."
Ren Chan was startled and responded with some disappointment.
Gu Qing found a futon in the farthest corner of this training place, sat cross-legged, took out dozens of taels of spiritual sand and closed his eyes.
…
Ye Country is located in the northwest of Yunmiao Continent, and Huifeng Valley is located in the northwest of Ye Country, located in the vast Gobi Desert.
There are often sandstorms in the Gobi, and strong winds howl and blow to the Huifeng Valley, but they will be pressed down by the two giant peaks guarding the valley and return. Hence the name of the Huifeng Valley.
After countless years of accumulation, the two giant peaks guarding the Huifeng Valley really looked like they were soaring into the sky. As time went by, the surrounding areas of the Huifeng Valley were also surrounded by a sandstorm layer that stretched for hundreds of miles. There are senior masters from the Ziyun Sect, Jinyang Sect, and Xianhe Sect who are located here, and based on the sandstorm layer of hundreds of miles, they have set up a huge formation.
The third-grade formation, the Seven Evils Gangfeng Formation.
It is rumored that this Seven Evil Gangfeng Formation has seven top-grade spiritual weapons as the formation eyes. The formation plate of this formation is held in the void. If this formation is fully activated, even the old monsters in the late stage of pill formation will be devastated if they fall into it, and even more Due to the favorable geographical location of the Return Wind Valley, even if one is powerful in the Nascent Soul stage, it will take a lot of effort to break the seven evil wind formations, and may not even be successful.
The mountain cloud boat stopped hundreds of miles away from the sandstorm layer.
"Hahaha! Fellow Taoist Lechuan, are you okay?"
A loud laugh came, and immediately a red shadow flashed out of the sandstorm layer and landed in front of the mountain cloud boat. It stood in the air and stroked the long red beard hanging down on both sides of his face.
The elder of Ziyun Sect’s outer sect, Master Chisong.
Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly as he recognized this cultivator.
At this time, the cultivators on the Shanyue Yunzhou also gathered towards the deck, and there were densely packed people. The small deck where Gu Qing and the others were located was blocked by a curtain formed by the formation, but no one crowded over. Guo Zifeng stood up In front of Gu Qing, he didn't look for Gu Qing to talk to again.
"Senior Akamatsu, you're fine."
There was a response from the mountain cloud boat, and the invisible barrier that enveloped the entire mountain cloud boat suddenly disappeared. Huge wind pressure came suddenly, and quite a few monks screamed in surprise. Where Gu Qing and the others were, that The curtain of the formation shook violently for a while.
A figure in green clothes walked towards the real person Chisong. He also walked in the air. It was Xiang Lechuan, the early-stage foundation-building monk who guarded Yunzhou on the mountain during this trip. The current head of the Xiang family was also the head of the Xiang family a few days ago. Xiang Lexing, the dead ghost who was beheaded by Liu Gang of the Shanyin sect, was the eldest brother of the same mother.
Xiang Lechuan chatted with Master Chisong for a few words, then flicked his sleeves and robe, and a huge six-color gourd appeared in mid-air.
This gourd is the size of a mountain. It is illusory and filled with a very heavy power. It hangs above the head of Master Chisong. As Master Chisong enters one of the magic formulas, the gourd slowly rotates towards the mountain in front of Yunzhou. Those hundreds of miles of sandstorm layer.
"It's the Ziyun Sect's spiritual weapon, the Kunyuan Six Qi Gourd!"
"The best spiritual weapon! I can see the best spiritual weapon show its power once in my lifetime. These two low-grade spiritual stones are really worth it..."
The monks' exclamations came from the left and right.
Among Gu Qing's group, three immortal seedlings, including Mo Lingfei, were also staring at a group of six-colored auras in mid-air. They had no spiritual power, so they couldn't see clearly what the gourd's body was like. Ren Chan, who looked up in the air with a disappointed look on her face, was just like them.
"The best spiritual weapon! Does Junior Brother Gu Qing know how wonderful the top-quality spiritual weapon that our Xianhe Sect has mastered is?"
At this moment, Guo Zifeng spoke to Gu Qing.
"The Void Spirit Cauldron can hold down mountains and mountains, and can cultivate everything."
Gu Qing responded.
Guo Zifeng chuckled and nodded, an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes.
The red-robed Master Chisong above had white air coming from his body, as if he had exerted all his strength to feed himself. He let out a low drink, and his face turned very pale, and then he injected the last magic spell into the top-grade spiritual weapon. In the gourd of Kunyuan Six Qi, his lips trembled, looking like he was too exhausted.
Buzz!
The Kunyuan Liuqi gourd trembled violently, and then the stopper of the gourd suddenly became illusory, and then a golden aura of more than ten feet thick flew out from the mouth of the gourd, and a subtle purple electric light appeared on the edge of the light column, and along with the golden light beam After entering the sandstorm layer, a tunnel was torn open for people to walk together. A violent tremor rippled through this small area of heaven and earth, and the cultivators on the mountain cloud boat suddenly became silent.
"That's enough. I've suffered a lot, so I won't greet Taoist fellow Lechuan anymore. I'm going back to the cave to adjust my breathing soon."
Master Chisong said to Lechuan weakly.
Xiang Lechuan looked embarrassed, hesitated slightly, took out two storage bags and handed them to Chisong Zhenren.
Master Chisong took it in his hand, and with a sweep of his consciousness, his eyes suddenly lit up. Like an old man who was dying on the bed, he suddenly became energized and jumped up. He let out a long roar, and his figure flickered, along with the Kun Yuan Liu. The qi gourd disappeared from mid-air.
Xiang Lechuan returned to the mountain cloud boat, but his face was a little ugly. Soon the invisible barrier once again enveloped the entire mountain cloud boat, and he headed towards the corridor where the sandstorm layer was torn apart.
In the corridor, there was residual purple electric light, which spread towards the sandstorm layer on both sides and turned into huge lightning.
Click!
Accompanied by the rolling thunder, the cultivators in the mountain cloud boat each found someone they knew and started talking to each other. The noisy voices once again drowned everything, and the spiritual energy around them quickly became rich.
