There was a look of surprise, shock and incredible in my eyes.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu smiled faintly, waved his hand, and a storage bag appeared in Wei Jiao's hands.

"This is……?"

"This is for you."

When I opened it, I saw a neat push of the medium-grade spirit stone, a top-grade magic weapon, two jade slips, and several bottles of elixirs.

The jade slip is two pieces of exercise, which is similar to the Earth Mother Spirit Sutra that Yi Qiu practiced. It can be used as the main practice technique and practiced until the Nascent Soul.

The pills are low-level, which can increase the use of cultivators like Wei Jiao in the liquid gathering realm. In addition, several bottles can be used at mid-level Golden Pill.

The top-grade magic weapon is three silver needles, which are refined with the extremely vicious thousand-year poison ivy. Even if the Nascent Soul monk accidentally gets this needle, he will be seriously injured.

These things were obtained by Yi Qiuming and Tiankuang after killing them in the Demon-Feng Demon Ridge. With Yi Qiu's current cultivation and realm, it is naturally not useful, but it is appropriate to give it to Wei Jiao, who is in the Liquid Gathering Realm.

"Is this all for me?" Wei Jiao's hand holding the storage bag trembled.

"Can this be fake?"

"No, senior, this is too expensive, I can't ask for it."

"You still call me senior? Call me elder brother!" Yi Qiu sighed.

Then he thought of his sister Qinglan. If it weren't for him, how could Qinglan, who had just advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm, die? There was a burst of sadness and regret on his face.

"forward……"

Yi Qiu glared at Wei Jiao, and Wei Jiao hurriedly said, "Big...Brother, are you thinking of your sister?"

"good."

"Your sister must be very good, right?"

Yi Qiu nodded: "You go to the secret room next to practice first, and after I check these classics, I will decide to stay or leave after that."

Wei Jiao suddenly said stubbornly: "No, I just want to serve in front... Oh, no, beside my brother."

"If you advance to the realm of Golden Pill, I will give you a magic weapon!"

Speaking here, he looked at Wei Jiao's eyes: "A better magic weapon than seeing Haotian mace."

Seeing Yi Qiu disappearing from his sadness and looking at him with a smile, Wei Jiao thought about it in his heart, nodded softly, and went to the secret room next to him.

When he left, the Yanshen was somewhat similar to his sister Qinglan. Yi Qiu knew that Wei Jiao did not leave because he gave her magic weapon in the realm of the Golden Pill.

In the following months, Yi Qiu read all the books here. Nearly ten golden elixir monks from the Ji family, plus the Ji Sandao in the Nascent Soul realm, he wanted to establish a sect. The rich collection of books made Yi Qiu open his eyes.

Although he could not compare with the Jiuding Sect he was staying at, Yi Qiu was already satisfied. Moreover, at the previous banquet, the people of the Ji family really knew everything and said everything.

Just a little magic weapon, you will get what you want and save a lot of tricks. Moreover, you suddenly reach a place where you are unfamiliar with the land of life. Even if you are in the realm of Nascent Soul, if you provoke some people, even if you are not afraid, you may be infected by the subsequent troubles.

He fabricated his master's resignation on Demon Mountain, and the Haotian mace he had made casually, had already made Yi Qiu entertained as a guest of the Ji family.

In the past few months, there were even more people from the Ji family who sent some classics here for Yi Qiu to read.

During this period, Yi Qiu also went out several times. I have to say that the Ji family is really amazing. Ji Sandao is extremely generous and has a good reputation here. During my inquiries, several families said that as long as Ji Sandao establishes a sect, they will definitely come to the sect now.

Ji Sandao had only one son, and his mother died early, so he allowed everything to betrothed Wei Jiao to his son. It was indeed allowed. With Yi Qiu's participation, no one dared to mention this matter again.

The back mountain is a secret place.

boom……

A light yellow light flashed, and the rocks more than ten feet tall opened in response to the sound, and then the flowing light flew out and fell into the hands of a man.

"Hahaha, okay, this Huatian Ji is really extraordinary. With this Haotian mace, as long as I stabilize my cultivation at the initial level of the Nascent Soul, even my fellow practitioners at the intermediate level of the Nascent Soul are dared to fight." Ji Sandao laughed.

"Congratulations to Brother Ji for refining Haotian mace as his natal magic weapon." Yi Qiu stepped forward and smiled.

With a bang, Ji Sandao slapped Yi Qiu on the shoulder: "Brother Yi, brother has decided..."

"Did you decide to establish a sect?"

"Haha, it's only a matter of time before we build a sect, but we have to decide to change a name at the moment!"

"Oh, what's the name?" Yi Qiu said curiously.

"From today, I will no longer call Ji Sandao, but I will call Ji Sanmai!"

"Puchi..." Wei Jiao next to Yi Qiu laughed.

Yi Qiu couldn't help but smile: "Brother, are you kidding?"

Ji Sandao glared at me: "You look like I'm joking? When this Haotian mace is used, how can I call Ji Sandao?"

"Congratulations to my second brother for renamed Ji Sanmai." Ji Sandao's sister smiled.

Seeing this, Yi Qiu was stunned. Under the congratulations of the people from the Jian family, he spoke: "Can this name be changed by saying it?"

"What can't be changed? For me and other monks, we all have their own nicknames. Many old seniors only know their nicknames, but not their name. After today, not only their name, but also their nicknames, also called Ji Sanjian."

"Then it will be with you, brother."

Ji Sanmai stroked Haotian mace, and he loved it more and more as he looked at it. He inserted it casually and carried the Haotian mace behind him. It looked really powerful.

Yi Qiu suddenly spoke, "Brother Ji, this place looks good. I want to stay here for a while for practice, but I don't know..."

"If this is not the case, this place will be yours in the future."

Speaking of this, he shouted to the Ji family members: "Listen, when you see me, you will be like seeing me when you see me. If you disobey, you will immediately expel your Ji family."

"yes!"

"I've met the leader Yi."

Yi Qiu was startled and shook his hand quickly: "This is not possible. How can I be the head of your family, brother, let alone a person with a foreign surname."

Seeing Yi Qiu's tone firm, Ji Sanjiu said disappointedly: "If you are willing to join my Ji family, you can post invitations immediately and establish a sect. But you are the one who is responsible for the cultivation of the Golden Pill Realm. Now that you have this Haotian mace in your hand, you are not sure of winning, so how can you stay in my Ji family?"

Seeing Ji Sanjiu’s sincerity, he was not like a cunning person. Moreover, once he practiced, he didn’t know how long it would take. Although Wei Jiao was with him, if he needed anything, he would have no manpower to use, it would be troublesome.

After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Brother Ji, even though you have established a sect, I wonder if I have the honor to become an elder of the sect?"

Ji Sanjiu was overjoyed and hurriedly hugged Yi Qiu on his shoulders: "My little brother, did you hear that wrong, did you?"

Yi Qiu smiled and shook his head.

"Haha, okay, you guys are ready. In three years, our Ji family will set up a sect." He ordered the juniors of the family.

"yes!"

In his Nine Ding Sect, the elders of the sect are all cultivators in the realm of the Yuanshen, and they can be said to be controlled by the behind-the-scenes. How can I not know about the three maces?

Without any consideration, he let himself, a cultivator in the Golden Pill realm, become an elder of the sect, hold the entire life and death collection in his hand, and stay behind the scenes, and he does not care about anything in the sect.

Seeing everyone's joyful appearance, Yi Qiu couldn't help asking: "Why have to wait a year later?"

"Brother, there is a wilderness thousands of miles away from the east. Every two hundred years there is a special exchange meeting for the Nascent Soul Realm and the fifth-level monsters!"

"Cultivator and monster?" Yi Qiu asked curiously.

"Yes, the exchange meeting here can also be said to be an auction. Compared with the monks, it is an auction, and you can buy things such as spirit stones, but for monsters, they are all bartered."

"Oh? There is such a magical place?"

"That's natural. Ordinary cultivators meet monsters. Cultivators want to kill monsters and hunt demon pills, while monsters want to kill monks and seize the Yuanying. However, in the wilderness, there are magical restrictions. In addition, it is said that there are even experts in the Yuanhe realm and seventh-level demon emperors who are in charge..."

"Senior Yuanhe, level seven demon emperor? How is this possible? Isn't it said that only two seniors in the two major sects here who have the Yuanshen realm?" Yi Qiu was shocked. This level seven demon emperor was equivalent to the master of the Yuanhe realm.

"The Demon Mountain is so bright, the endless sea is vast and vast. What you know on the surface are the two seniors in the realm of the soul. In fact, how many seniors are there and the demon king and demon emperor, who can tell them clearly?"

Yi Qiu couldn't help but nodded, and then asked curiously: "I wonder what items are exchanged at the exchange meeting?"

"Most of them are things that can be used by Nascent Soul monks, and there are many rare treasures. Not only the monks here who go to the wilderness, but also the monsters in the Demon Mountain and the transformed sea monsters in the Endless Sea will go. Thousands of years ago, I heard that there was a senior of the Yuanshen who had made a piece of material in the hands of Level 15 of the Siren. It was split on the spot and disappeared invisible. Since then, no one dared to exchange and snatch it."

When Yi Qiu heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked. No one was seen. The master of the soul was split in an instant. This was the ability that only the ancestors of the Yuanhe realm had. Could it be that there was really a master of the Yuanhe or even a seventh-level demon emperor in the wilderness?

If this is true, go forward by yourself, Xing Yueliu in the sea of ​​consciousness is not worried about being discovered. If more than ten magic weapons in the dantian are concerned about by those who are interested...

Thinking of this, my face became slightly ugly.

Seeing this, Ji Sanjiu asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just that my brother said it was an exchange meeting above the Nascent Soul. I'm afraid I can't go."
Chapter completed!