Suddenly, the transmission talisman on his body flickered, which made him startled, and then he remembered that there was such a thing here.

The sect gave several to each disciple. Zhou Tong stayed alone in the elixir garden and never had the chance to use this thing.

In doubt, he held the transmission note in his hand and couldn't help but smile when he listened to the sound.

"This kid actually came."

The voice belonged to Yang Mancang. He had just returned to the sect from his sect mission and was planning to visit Zhou Tong.

He had a good impression of this honest farm boy, who couldn't help but think of the folks in Sanli Gou.

After decades of separation, I’m afraid those old people from back then are no longer here.

"I don't know if the Tiangongkaiwu I left behind can make them better. The Zhao country has been in such chaos in the past few years. I hope it hasn't affected them."

It is said that people tend to be nostalgic when they get older. Zhou Tong also had the idea of ​​going back to see it, but he quickly shook his head helplessly. Things have changed and people have changed, and going back will only increase the sadness.

Not long after, a man with a sword came from the horizon.

"I've met Senior Brother Zhou!"

After Yang Mancang landed, he smiled and raised his hand to Zhou Tong.

When Zhou Tong saw it, he couldn't help but admire: "What a boy! I haven't seen him cultivate to the fifth level of Qi Refining for a year."

Yang Mancang scratched his head and said with a smile: "It's a long story. I brought a few jars of good wine this time. Let's talk while drinking."

This is how it is between people. Some people may have known each other for a lifetime, but they are just casual acquaintances, while some people have only met each other a few times, but have become close friends.

This time, Zhou Tong used his decades of cooking skills to fry, bake, and fry everything. There was a large table of dishes, which made people's appetites whet their appetite just by looking at them.

The two sat opposite each other, drinking and chatting happily.

"Senior Brother Zhou, you don't know. What do you think I encountered when I went out this time?"

Yang Mancang took a sip of wine and looked at Zhou Tong mysteriously.

"What happened? Could it be that you met a rich woman from the world of immortality who wants to become a Taoist couple with you?"

Zhou Tong smiled.

"Um..."

Yang Mancang was choked by this sentence and coughed repeatedly. After he recovered, he said seriously: "There will be female cultivators like me who would like me. I met a senior in the golden elixir stage."

"Golden elixir period! Then you can still live and drink with me."

Then Zhou Tong jumped three feet high.

"Hey! Wow! Who are you? How dare you pretend to be my junior brother Mancang."

Yang Mancang was a little stunned, and then he became possessed by the drama spirit, pretending to be Queen Cang and retreating.

"Great Immortal, have mercy on me! I am really a junior fellow apprentice!"

The two went crazy for a while, then sat down again and drank a few glasses of wine.

Yang Mancang said: "I didn't expect that I would be so lucky this time. I just ran errands for the senior in the Golden Elixir Stage, and I was actually rewarded with several bottles of Qi Nourishing Pills. It was only thanks to these pills that I was able to get there so quickly.

Breaking through the fourth level of Qi refining."

Zhou Tong looked at Yang Mancang and murmured in his heart: "Why does this plot sound so familiar? Could it be that this guy is the destined protagonist, the passerby next to him."

Yang Mancang didn't know that Zhou Tong had already opened his mind and was just sighing.

"Golden elixir stage, I will be satisfied if I can break through the foundation building stage in this life."

Zhou Tong smiled: "Don't worry, I'll tell you that you are a blessed person. If you become a master in the foundation building stage in the future, just don't dislike me, my senior brother with four spiritual roots."

When Yang Mancang heard this, his face became solemn, and he bowed his hands to Zhou Tong very solemnly: "Senior brother said this because he looks down on me, Yang Mancang. I am definitely not that kind of person. My mother said that people can be incompetent, but they must be

Aboveboard."

Zhou Tong did not expect this boy to react so strongly, and he was not joking, but said seriously: "Brother, I definitely believe in your character."

The two drank from morning to evening, and three jars of wine were poured aside.

Neither of them used magic to dispel the drunkenness, and just lay on the grass swaying.

Yang Mancang burped and said with a loud tongue: "Senior brother...you...believe it or not, I dare to participate in the sect competition in a year's time."

Zhou Tong took off his shoes, buckled his feet, and said nonchalantly: "Why didn't I know about Mao's sect competition?"

"Hahaha, senior brother, you don't even know this."

Yang Mancang laughed wildly as if he had heard some joke.

Zhou Tong's head is full of black lines.

"You kid, why are you laughing? If you laugh again, believe it or not, I will kick you from here to Xiaodan Peak."

Yang Mancang stopped smiling and lay on the grass looking at the bright night sky.

"It can be seen that senior brother is a person who does not care about worldly affairs. Next year will be the sect competition. I don't know how to refine alchemy and weapon. If I can enter the top five hundred in the battle, I can get a reward, and within five years

You can be exempted from sect tasks and contribution points will be distributed normally.

Outside disciples like us have low qualifications. If we cannot build the foundation before we are sixty years old, we may never have another chance.

I will definitely participate in the sect competition."

Zhou Tong was silent for a while, then said calmly: "Will there be casualties?"

Yang Mancang smiled: "In a fight, there will inevitably be some surprises. If you lose, just surrender and admit defeat. My mother is my only son, and I have to give her a good life."

Zhou Tong looked at the night sky and sighed slightly in his heart: "Junior Brother Mancang at least still has relatives. After wandering for decades, he has almost forgotten what his hometown looks like."

Yang Mancang stood up unsteadily and thanked Zhou Tong: "Today is the happiest day since I left home. Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Tong waved his hand casually: "How can a good man act like a little girl? Get out! Get out! I need to have a good sleep."

Yang Mancang smiled naively, took out his flying sword, and flew staggeringly towards Xiaodan Peak.

"If you drink without wielding a sword, if you don't wield a sword with alcohol, your loved ones will burst into tears. The young man is still too young."

Zhou Tong hummed a little tune and admired the dreamy night.

"The sect competition? It's interesting. It seems that I am indeed a little ignorant. Forget it, I will go to the foot of the mountain tomorrow. I have been cultivating immortals all my life, and my knowledge is so shallow. I am very embarrassed in front of the younger generation."

The next day, Zhou Tong hung a sign outside the magic circle of the Spiritual Medicine Garden saying he had something to leave, put on the broken bamboo hat that had been with him for many years, and disappeared with his sword into the horizon.

Xuanling Sect is a second-rate sect in the world of immortality. The scale of Zongmenfang City is not comparable to that of Jialan Valley. Looking at it, it is really inferior to dogs in refining qi and building foundations all over the place.

If there were not twos and threes, no monk would dare to cause trouble here.

After all, this market is also one of the main sources of income for the Xuanling Sect.

Zhou Tong has been in the sect for so many years, and this is the first time he has come here. However, he has many years of experience living in Jialan Valley, so he quickly became familiar with it. After appraising the spiritual stones on his body, he entered a shop.Chapter completed!