Ten thousand times return: My apprentice builds the foundation and I become an immortal

Time flies, years go by like a shuttle!

In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

During this period, Zhong Qing's life can be considered quite peaceful.

He usually practices alchemy, goes down the mountain from time to time to drink, and occasionally plays chess with the old beggar and chats about everything.

It feels like the years are quiet and the world is like a painting.

However, if there are only these things in life, wouldn't it be too thin.

This day!

The Xianjiang Gate is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, red and green, and the sound of flutes and drums is soaring to the sky, which is very lively.

At the same time, a figure came from afar and came directly to the Shogunate Peak.

This made Zhong Qing, who was refining the elixir in the courtyard, slightly stunned.

He went out to greet him.

"Look at the lord's rosy face and smiling face, but what good news has happened?"

Xuanyuan Hong wore a bright red robe today.

The smile in his eyes seemed to overflow with light.

"Why don't you guess, where does the joy come from?"

As the two talked, Zhong Qing had already led Xuanyuan Hong into the guest hall of the courtyard.

After pouring him a cup of tea, he said calmly: "The happy event that the sect leader mentioned should be the result of the Xiandao Conference!"

Speaking of the Xiandao Conference, Xuanyuan Hong couldn't help but raise his mouth.

"Since the beginning of the Xianjiang Sect's participation in the Xiandao Conference, it can only be ranked in the middle and bottom."

"Every time at the conference, people have always said that we are the last one and just a bystander."

"However, this time, the two outer disciples of the Shogun Peak have made our Xianjiang Sect proud."

"The two defeated all the major sects with a crushing momentum and crushed all kinds of Tianjiao. Even some sect leaders couldn't sit still and went down in person, but they were still severely suppressed."

"You don't know, when they learned that the two outer disciples of my Shogun Peak were the elders of the Wuji Sect Holy Land, their faces turned green."

"One by one, they cursed our Xianjiang Sect for being shameless."

"Don't say it, the feeling of not being able to do anything to us when you are unhappy with us is really great!"

This made Zhong Qing laugh.

He could imagine the desperate and crazy complaints of those people.

The Immortal Dao Conference was originally an exchange between disciples of various sects, but it was more than just an ordinary exchange between disciples.

It was a stage for all the great geniuses to become famous.

A group of handsome men and beautiful women, a fighting conference for the younger generation.

Suddenly, two old antiques broke in.

They were still powerful and powerful enough to make people look up to them.

That mood must have been very complicated.

Just thinking about this scene, there was a strange sense of humor.

"You have cultivated several extraordinary talents for the sect!"

At this time, Xuanyuan Hong said with emotion.

"At the Xiandao Conference, in addition to the two outer disciples of Mufu Peak who stole the limelight and earned enough face for our Xianjiang Sect."

"Then Lin Feng and Su Ye also showed the supreme style of the younger generation of our Xianjiang Sect."

"At the age of twenty, the two defeated the geniuses of thirty-eight sects in a row and fought across the border as if it was like eating and drinking water."

"In this trip, our Xianjiang Sect will directly jump from a second-rate sect to a first-rate sect."

"All this is your credit!"

The Xiandao Conference is not just a competition among disciples of major sects.

It also involves many complicated situations and interests.

This time, Xianjiang Sect won the first place with a crushing attitude and won a huge reputation.

The statement and strength are both there.

It is inevitable to be promoted from second-rate to first-rate.

Xuanyuan Hong knew that Zhong Qing would lead the sect to take off.

But he didn't expect that it would be in this way.

It came so fast and fast.

"I am here, on behalf of the whole sect, to thank you for your contribution to the sect!"

Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Hong stood up and was about to salute Zhong Qing.

However, Zhong Qing stopped him immediately.

"Master, you can't be so polite."

He said with a serious face: "Since I entered the sect, I have been deeply grateful to the sect."

"I have also received the support of the master in every way."

"Compared with the help of the sect to me, this little contribution is really not worth mentioning."

Zhong Qing respected Xuanyuan Hong from the bottom of his heart.

When the master passed away, if the master had not protected him in every way, it would still be a question whether the Shogun Peak could exist.

And given his lack of cultivation at the time, if he left the Shogun Peak, even if he had many trump cards, but without a foundation, it would be extremely difficult to survive, and even the so-called gold and silver mountains would become a wall in his hands.

Based on this point, Xuanyuan Hong deserves his respect.

That day, the old and the young talked a lot.

Xuanyuan Hong basically left floating.

Zhong Qing's attitude shows that he has a high sense of identity and belonging to the Xianjiang Sect.

Whether it is the joining of the two elders of the Great Holy Land or the growth and rise of the two great disciples of the Shogun Peak.

All of them show that the Xianjiang Sect is about to take off.

In the past, Xuanyuan Hong worked hard for the development of the sect and devoted himself to it.

But now, he has already enjoyed the bonus of winning by lying down.

The wind has appeared, how should he lie down and fly?

This is a question worth pondering and thinking deeply.

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On the Shogun Peak!

With the departure of Xuanyuan Hong, Zhong Qing ignored the outside world and devoted himself to the great cause of alchemy again.

I don't know if he really has no talent in alchemy, or if he took a big step and was a bit ridiculous.

After consuming several portions of raw materials for refining the Soul-Tempering Pill.

In the end, he refined it in vain.

In the past, he could refine the real thing by refining the pill.

Good guy, now it is directly refined into dregs.

But Zhong Qing still didn't believe it!

It would be fine if he had poor talent for cultivation, but he was also stumped by a small spirit-tempering pill.

But the result was two furnace explosions.

This made Zhong Qing depressed.

"Maybe, today is not suitable for alchemy!"

When people are depressed, they always have to find a way to adjust.

Zhong Qing thought of finding the old beggar to drink at the first time.

He didn't waste time and went down the mountain directly under the moonlight.

Lingcheng at night is even more lively.

Thousands of lights are brightly lit, and there is constant noise and bustle.

In comparison, the north wall of the city is relatively quiet.

When Zhong Qing rushed to the old locust tree, he found that the old beggar was drinking alone, his eyes were blurred, and he was already a little drunk.

"Are you worried?"

Zhong Qing found a place to sit down and asked.

The old beggar looked back and saw that it was an acquaintance. He laughed and said, "I'm leaving tonight. I didn't expect to see you again."

"Come, drink with me."

The old beggar threw the wine gourd in his hand straight, and Zhong Qing took it steadily.

The two sides drank wine back and forth like this.

When the pot of wine was almost empty, the old beggar sighed sadly: "I'm leaving. Something happened at home and I have to go back to deal with it."

Zhong Qing paused while drinking: "Do you need help?"

The old beggar smiled and said, "No one else can help with this matter."

"I have traveled all my life, and there are not many people I can see right. You are one of them."

When he thought that he was about to leave this area and might not be able to come back in a short time, his heart moved.

Immediately took off his waist badge.

"Before leaving, there is nothing good to send you. Please accept this jade pendant. It can also be regarded as a thought."

This is the magic weapon he refined. When encountering danger, it has the effect of automatically protecting the master.

It can withstand the full force of a strong man in the Earth Profound Realm.

In this world full of cultivators and full of dangers, no one knows what will happen in the next second.

This jade pendant is a life-saving method left by the old beggar to Zhong Qing. It can save his life at a critical moment.

He did not talk about the function of the jade pendant.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. If possible, he even thinks that it would be best if Zhong Qing never needs this item in his life.

However, if he does not say it, how can Zhong Qing not see through the value of this item.

He looked at the jade pendant in his hand, with complicated thoughts in his heart.

To say that the old beggar is really speechless to him.

Not long ago, after the other party knew that someone was following him, he sent someone to help him solve the problem privately.

Now before leaving, he gave him another protective treasure.

This jade pendant is extremely precious even for the old beggar himself.

However, now, the other party actually gave it as soon as he said it.

This thought far exceeds the value of the gift itself.

After Zhong Qing pondered for a moment, he also took out an object.

It was a wood carving.

This wood carving was obtained by him signing in not long ago, and it can unleash the power of a Tianxuan Realm strongman.

Of course, he also learned some rules of signing in through this wood carving. Except for things like skills and magic weapons, such auxiliary things will be improved as his cultivation level improves.

"It is said that it is impolite not to return the favor."

"You should keep this thing."

Facing the wood carving presented by Zhong Qing, the old beggar grinned and said, "This thing is very exquisite."

"Keep it for yourself. It will be ruined if it falls into the hands of an old beggar."

Obviously, in his opinion, the wood carving presented by Zhong Qing is like a work of art.

And what he lacks is this kind of artistic cell.

"Keep it!"

"This thing may help you at a critical moment."

Zhong Qing stuffed it into the old beggar's arms without saying anything.

Seeing this, the old beggar couldn't refuse and could only accept it.

He just smiled bitterly in his heart: Looking at the entire East Region, there are still very few people who can help him, what role can a piece of art wood carving play?

"Okay, it's time for the old beggar to go!"

"After I finish my family affairs, I will come back to get drunk with you someday."

The old beggar left.

There was no sadness of parting.

There was only a solemn look on his face.

He looked like he was worried.

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