My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Because most of the Holy Alchemy Masters and Weapon Refiners have low cultivation levels, it is basically impossible for the previous Alchemy Masters and Weapon Masters to reach the limit of 10,000 years of life, and cannot wait for the day when the next Alchemy Master Weapon Master succeeds to the throne. However, Situ Yunmiao is an anomaly. Not only is his talent for alchemy outstanding, but he is also gifted. Although his cultivation level is not high, he has also passed the limit of ten thousand years of life. When the day comes when the Netherworld Temple reappears in the sky—— Of course, this is also because the Netherworld Temple was born in advance.

"Yes, even if no one succeeds in attaining enlightenment this time, don't we still have an Alchemy Master?"

"As long as Mr. Situ Dan is still there, our Wuji Holy Heaven will be able to survive, and it may not be the end of the road." Everyone around was talking about it and also followed suit.

Although he said this, everyone knew that Situ Yunmiao was already very old. In recent years, he had mainly devoted his energy to studying alchemy, and rarely used alchemy anymore. If the Purple Heaven Prison barrier is really completely broken, he may not be able to help much.

So after all, they still couldn't hide the worry in their eyes, and they couldn't cheer up.

Faced with such a result, Situ Yunmiao was helpless. After thousands of years, the mysterious power from the Netherworld Temple in his Qi Sea has long been exhausted, and it is impossible to refine too many ancient magic pills.

He knew that if the Purple Heaven Prison barrier was completely broken, he really wouldn't be able to help much.

"Second brother, what is the difference between successful enlightenment? I see these people go in happily and come out in despair. They don't seem to have any clues. How do they see it?" Next to him, a man and Situ Yunmiao The old man who looked eighty percent similar asked with a playful smile.

"Situ Yunqi, if you dare to call me "Second Brother" again, be careful, I will drive you back to Danjun Valley." Situ Yunmiao's face turned dark and she glared at Situ Yunqi fiercely.

He was completely at his wits end with this lazy elder brother. It was just a matter of idleness since childhood, and he often used his name to cheat. He secretly sold most of the holy elixirs he had worked so hard to refine over the years without telling him, and he had to wipe his ass from time to time.

In the eyes of outsiders, Situ Yunmiao, as a generation alchemist, naturally lives a fairy-like life of drinking morning dew in the morning and dining in the evening, riding on cranes and riding the wind, traveling around the world. Only he himself knows that this life has never stopped. In the next few days, whenever I have some free time, I will use it to wipe the butt of this big brother.

This time when he came to Netherworld Temple, he was afraid that leaving Situ Yunqi in Danjun Valley would cause him trouble again, so he specially brought him with him. However, he did not expect that this guy would be so unobtrusive: There are so many people around, so you are just "Old Er Er Er" "Shouted, please, I am Danjun, a god among countless saint masters. You are making me lose face, okay?"

Situ Yunmiao sometimes even thought that one day Situ Yunqi's life span would be exhausted, and he would be completely free. Who would have known that not only did this old procrastinator successfully surpass the limit of 10,000 years of life, but he also became more and more energetic as he lived, jumping up and down all day long, which even made him envious.

"If I don't call you the second child, why should I call you the eldest brother? What a pity, who asked me to be born earlier than you? The order of seniority cannot be abolished, and there is nothing I can do. Second child, this is how you will be for the rest of your life, accept your fate Right." Situ Yunqi said proudly, with a very mean smile on his face.