Ten days later, Zixiaju.
The spiritual liquid flows like a stream, falls into the clear pool, and then turns into white mist and dissipates.
Cheng Yue looked at the four Qi Refining disciples in front of him with a calm expression.
He said slowly: "Sun Peng, your elixir skills are good, but the combination of medicinal properties of the elixirs is a bit poor these few times. I will think more about the selection of elixirs in the future."
The monk named Sun Peng bowed slightly: "Sun Peng, thank you Master for your guidance."
The man in white robe stopped talking and glanced at Cheng Buyu silently.
Cheng Buyi instantly understood what his uncle meant: "Junior Brother Sun, you can go to the Dharma Hall to receive the five thousand contribution."
Sun Peng looked ecstatic, five thousand contributions!
It just happened to be a foundation-building pill, which was also in line with my ninth level of Qi refining...
His eyes were full of gratitude, and he bowed again: "Sun Peng, thank you for your cultivation!"
…
Wait until Sun Peng leaves.
Cheng Yue's eyes flickered back and forth between Chen Fan and Zhao Qing.
He spoke again: "Chen Fan, you have extraordinary talents and extremely solid alchemy skills. After forming the alchemy, it will be easy to become famous in the Chu Kingdom."
Chen Fan bowed and said: "Without the guidance of the master, Chen Fan would never be where he is today!"
The man in white robe nodded slightly.
"Chief, let him pass."
He directly took out his leader's token and threw it to Cheng Buyi.
Cheng Buyi looked strange and handed the leader's token to Chen Fan's hand.
"Take this token and go to the Alchemy Hall to meet Pei Jin. He will know what to do."
Chen Fan's face was moved, with tears shining in his eyes.
Danxia Sect, the leader’s order!
In my own hands...
He bowed three times and then slowly exited Zixia Residence.
…
Only Zhao Qing, Cheng Buyi, and Cheng Yue were left in the pavilion.
At this moment, Zhao Qing only felt that there was another formation covering him, and the entire pavilion seemed to have turned into an iron barrel.
There was a buzzing in my ears, my vision was blurry, and as for my consciousness... I couldn't mobilize it at all.
"Zhao Qing, you will leave Chu with me in three days to participate in a trial."
Zhao Qing was already prepared. He had thought a lot in the past ten days... After all, Lan Qingji was about to open, so it was reasonable that there would be some movement within the sect.
He bowed and asked, "Is there any danger?"
Cheng Yue was silent for a moment and turned his gaze to Cheng Buyi.
Cheng Buyi whispered: "There is no danger, all alchemists in the world will participate."
Zhao Qing was startled.
The world?
The world of Chu State?
Or is it the world of the Eighteen Kingdoms in Yongning Prefecture?
He whispered: "This disciple still has wives and concubines at home, so he cannot be away for too long."
Cheng Buyi glanced at his uncle and said, "You will be here for at least a year. You can bring five people with you."
Zhao Qing gasped slightly, finally letting go of the stone in his heart.
One year... Chu State happened to be in chaos, so it would be safer to stay with the leader.
Moreover, the leader left himself at the end, which shows that this opportunity for trial must be very precious.
He thought for a moment and then stopped thinking about it.
The matter has come to this, and there is no possibility of jumping out of the car temporarily...
The man in white robe waved his hand: "Meet me here in three days."
Zhao Qing nodded, then quickly turned around and left.
Cheng Yue looked at his nephew and said with a smile: "Look what you have done to my sect over the years? Why have so many people escaped?"
Cheng Buyi sat down on the wooden chair, shook his head and said: "There is no way, there is no way to stop it."
The man in white robe took out the spirit wine and took out two wine glasses from nowhere.
He started drinking directly with his nephew.
"Li Yuanxiu, what do you think?"
“Entrepreneurship is insufficient and conservative is sufficient.”
"Now that we're gone, I don't know when we can come back. You go look for an elder in the next two days."
Cheng Buyi said directly: "Hu Hai, who is in the late stage of foundation building, and Pei Jin, who is in the middle stage of foundation building, can both be elders."
"Just don't find another Li Yuanxiu for me."
"Then Pei Jin, this person is suitable, but his cultivation level is a bit low."
"Then let's just give him some resources."
Cheng Yue's expression gradually became serious and he stopped mentioning the clan's affairs.
"When we returned to Purple Pearl Tower during this trip, how many alchemists did we find from Chu?"
Cheng Buyi's eyes flashed: "There is an alchemist in the late stage of the Golden Elixir in the Imperial Palace of Da Chu."
"There is an alchemist in the Qingquan County of the Northern Desert who is in the late stage of foundation building and is known as the alchemy ghost."
"The Changsheng Sword Sect has a swordsman who specializes in sword pills..."
Cheng Yue was stunned and whispered: "Sword cultivator doesn't want it."
"The Liu family in Tiannan County has an alchemist who is at the ninth level of Qi refining. I haven't seen him yet."
"Qianyuan Palace, there is an alchemist who is in the early stage of foundation building."
"The Murong family in Jiangbei..."
"..."
Cheng Yue's eyes flickered, and the world only knew that he was the head of the Danxia Sect.
But he was just an ordinary disciple in the Purple Tower of the Immortal Palace.
I can only come to this remote Yongning Prefecture to stay.
A purple jade token appeared in his hand, with a round protrusion on it, like a pill.
This order can be used for summons purposes.
There are words floating on it...
"The Purple Pearl Tower Alchemy Pagoda was opened in the autumn of Jiachen, and the world should know about it."
Cheng Yue sighed slightly.
All the alchemy sects in the world belong to Zizhu.
It's time to go back again.
When you return to Chu State next time, you must devote yourself to retreat... at least condense the five-color Nascent Soul!
…
After Zhao Qing left Danxia Palace, he activated a Wind Control Talisman without any hesitation and rushed home quickly.
In just half a cup of tea, he arrived at the foot of Shouyun Mountain.
His spiritual consciousness swept through his yard, and the dust-sealing array was opened, making it impossible to detect...
Then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
My wife and Qing Huan should not be running around.
Boom, boom, boom.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Shu Yue!"
The next moment, a sweet cry came into my ears.
The door to his courtyard opened instantly, and his wife staggered into his arms.
"Husband..."
Zhao Qing remained silent and closed the door behind his back.
He held up his lovely wife's pretty face and looked at it carefully.
Shuyue's eyes were dull at the moment, staring blankly at the person in front of her, and the crystal drops formed into lines and rain.
Zhao Qing slowly took her into his arms and patted her back.
Wang Shuyue was like a puppet on strings, completely unable to move at this moment.
Like mud, she collapsed in her husband's arms and said nothing...
Zhao Qing whispered: "Where is Qing Huan?"
He subconsciously let go of his consciousness and searched for it at home.
For a moment, my mind was struck by lightning.
He simply ignored Zhou Xiaoyi in the quiet room and locked his consciousness in the west chamber.
The delicate and gentle woman in the past was now lying in the tub crying silently.
But his eyes were covered with blood lines, as if he had been poisoned.
The lips were pale and colorless.
Her formerly beautiful face now looked as haggard as a peasant woman in her thirties or forties.
Zhao Qing's lips trembled slightly and he did not approach the west wing.
Instead, he held his wife in his arms, sat slowly behind the door, and waited quietly.
Unknowingly, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
His wife's delicate little hands gently touched his cheek and murmured: "It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."
Half a quarter of an hour later, the door to the west wing opened.
The woman's black hair is like ink, but a little wet.
Her face was rosy and full of smiles, but she couldn't hide the haggard look between her brows and eyes.
Zhao Qing saw those blood-red eyes again.
My mind was shaking violently.
This time it was not Zhou Xiaoyi's eyes, but Gu Qinghuan's eyes.
In order to make herself look better, she took Baohua Yulu Pills.
"Master, you are back."
Zhao Qing nodded lightly: "Qing Huan, come here."
Gu Qinghuan's plain skirt was spotless, and she arrived in front of Zhao Qing with a few steps.
Then, he was pressed into his arms and could no longer move.
Zhao Qing hugged the two of them and whispered: "I will take you to have a peaceful sleep."
