After Fifty Years Of Fishing In Forbidden Areas, The Saint Begged Me To Come Out.

Zhang Minghou's broken body fell to the ground, and blood was still spurting out from the wound.

Elder Wang's face twitched, his eyes full of horror.

And the same goes for other disciples,

Especially the disciples who had seen Qiu Wuji were stunned.

In their eyes, Uncle Qiu has always been handsome and approachable.

But now Qiu Wuji has a cold expression.

Killing a strong man who has perfected the Spirit Embryo Realm without blinking an eye.

Moreover, after he finished killing, his expression returned to his previous calmness, as if nothing had happened.

Qiu Wuji floated down from the sky and landed in front of Ji Yang.

He was very satisfied with the horrified expressions of the people around him.

It won't be long before the news that Zhang Minghou was killed instantly by him will spread throughout the Xuantian Dao Sect.

What he wants is this deterrent effect.

In this way, after he leaves the sect, no one who is short-sighted will bully Ji Yang again.

"Qiu...Uncle Qiu."

"Take the healing medicine and this secret book."

Qiu Wuji handed Ji Yang a jade bottle containing some healing medicine.

And that secret book is the body-refining method compiled by Qiu Wuji.

"Thank you, Uncle Qiu!" Ji Yang took the things and hurriedly saluted.

He took a look at the secret book, which said "Detailed explanation of the basics of physical training 2"

This introduces the second stage of physical cultivation, from the blood elixir realm to the dharma body realm.

However, he didn't have many strict requirements.

Just let Ji Yang understand.

After all, it is very difficult to condense the blood elixir.

It requires a lot of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and heavenly and earthly energy.

Even if Ji Yang has the body of a king, it would be difficult for him to condense the blood elixir by himself without the huge investment of resources and great opportunities.

"Get up." Qiu Wuji said.

When Ji Yang heard this, he quickly stood up.

Qiu Wuji released a burst of energy and blood, dragging Ji Yang, and the two of them flew away.

The two came to the Xuantian Dao Sect's sect.

This is a huge mountain gate made of white jade, with the four characters of Xuantian Daozong engraved on it.

"Today, I will leave."

"You have a special physique, and you will awaken when the time comes. Before that, you just need to practice with peace of mind."

"Don't fight with others before you have the strength."

"A gentleman will never stand under the roof of danger."

"Remember this sentence." Qiu Wuji reminded.

"Disciple understands!" Ji Yang knelt on the ground and kowtowed. He could sense that Master Qiu was about to leave.

He said with red eyes: "Uncle, you helped me when I was in danger. You also gave me pills and spiritual plants. You recognized my talent and allowed me to embark on a path of physical cultivation. You also saved a disciple who was ill in bed." Mother."

"Your kindness to me is as great as a mountain. I will definitely remember this kindness in my heart. If one day I can achieve something in my body cultivation, I will be devastated by my uncle. I will go up mountains of swords and seas of fire. As long as you say a word, I will accept you without hesitation!"

Ji Yang said word by word, tears running down his cheeks.

Looking back.

He is just an ordinary person. His father died in the mouth of a monster when he was young.

The mother's hard work was like stretching herself, and eventually she became ill from overwork and was bedridden, with not much time left.

In order to save his mother, he begged the village chief to help take care of her.

He was alone, crossing mountains and lakes, and came to Xuantian Daozong.

But because he has no spiritual roots, he can only become a handyman of the outer sect.

Later, after hearing about Uncle Qiu's deeds, he began to train.

Although his strength gradually improved, he was still not recognized and was criticized.

After finally entering the inner sect, he was bullied and humiliated by other disciples.

As far as the eye could see, there were no friends or relatives.

The appearance of Uncle Qiu was like a ray of light shining into his world.

Let him be reborn and regain his confidence and goals.

After that, he gave himself medicinal elixirs to help him practice and cured his mother's illness.

It can be said that his and his mother's lives were given by Uncle Qiu.

For Master Qiu, he would sacrifice his life!

"Want to mess with me?"

"Then practice hard!" Qiu Wuji said with a serious expression.

"This disciple will definitely remember Master Qiu's teachings and practice hard."

"Um."

Qiu Wuji nodded, turned around, and prepared to leave.

But Ji Yang shouted loudly: "Uncle Qiu, can this disciple worship you as his teacher?"

Qiu Wuji stopped, slightly stunned.

Want to become your teacher?

If you think about it carefully, you will realize that you are also a "middle-aged" old man.

In the eyes of young people, he is also an elder who can be regarded as a master.

Qiu Wuji smiled and continued to walk forward. He did not turn around, but just waved his hand and inserted a black Tang knife in front of Ji Yang.

"This is a meeting gift. I hope that next time we meet, you can be on your own."

Qiu Wuji replied that this was the first time he had obtained the best spiritual weapon, the Black Abyss Cutting Sword.

He has no use for it at all now. He will only eat dust if he keeps it, and he is reluctant to sell it.

Giving it to this kid can be regarded as a kind of inheritance.

He saw the shadow of his youth in Ji Yang.

Although I have never actually experienced that period of time in the Waizong, the memories in my mind are real and powerful.

Every time I recall it, it’s like experiencing it myself.

I hope Ji Yang can find his own way.

Qiu Wuji spread out a huge cyan wing behind him, and his whole body turned into a stream of cyan light and disappeared into the horizon.

Ji Yang raised his head and saw that this knife was a greeting gift from Master Qiu to him.

Although it is not stated explicitly.

But Uncle Qiu should have accepted him as his disciple by default.

"Master, this disciple will definitely live up to expectations and will definitely become a strong person in physical cultivation!"

Ji Yang picked up the black abyss and felt a rapid sound of swords from it.

this moment.

The stars meet in the long river of time, and the gears of fate turn again!

Ji Yang bowed again and again in the direction where Qiu Wuji disappeared, and kowtowed three times before turning back.

At the same time, outside the Foreign Affairs Attic.

Song Hongyan and the commanders of the Punishment Hall flew in from afar.

She saw the body of Zhang Minghou, who died tragically.

Song Hongyan frowned slightly, looked at Elder Wang from Yuanfeng, and asked, "What's going on?"

Elder Wang recounted what happened.

"Although Zhang Minghou died unjustly, he also made a lot of contributions to Daozong. Let's collect his bones and bury him in the cemetery." Song Hongyan ordered.

Then it turned into a stream of light and came to the mountainside beside Jingxin Lake.

She noticed that the formation at Qiu Wuji's residence had disappeared, and her expression changed slightly.

The next second, Song Hongyan flashed to Qiu Wuji's bedroom.

There are four jade slips on the table.

The surnames are engraved on the jade slips.

Song, Bai, Qin, Jiang.

Song Hongyan picked up the jade slip with her last name engraved on it and activated it with her mental power.

The letter Qiu Wuji left was very short, only four words.

Gone, don’t look for it!

"Autumn is boundless!"

Song Hongyan felt contempt from these four simple words, and a surge of anger emerged in her heart for no reason.

She exerted force with her palms, and the jade slip was crushed to pieces.

However, after the jade slip was shattered.

The spiritual power that overflowed from all directions was actually condensed into Qiu Wuji's smiling face? !

This smiling face looked at Song Hongyan quietly.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was extremely frivolous.

This directly broke the defense of Song Hongyan, who had always been steady.

"Qiu Wuji, do you think that Xuantian Dao Sect is the toilet of a ruined temple? Come and leave whenever you want!" Song Hongyan gritted her teeth.

"My Xuantian Dao Sect trained you and helped you obtain the ultimate inheritance, and you just left like this, you...!" Song Hongyan wanted to curse, but she held it back in the end.

She looked at the other three jade slips on the table, stretched out her palm, and wanted to check them out.

But she finally calmed down and lowered her palm.

"Eh……"

Song Hongyan let out a long sigh, then shook her head to herself.

She turned and left Qiu Wuji's bedroom.

This is a feeling I have never felt since I was born.

A kind of regret that feels lost.