() Thanks to the village chief, Cold-Blooded Yama, and the Wheel of Eternal Life for their generous rewards. [By the way, I would like to collect it. Friends who are passing by would be kind enough to collect the little book, hehe]
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Almost as soon as Yunshan lost control of his emotions and his magic power leaked out, one after another figures entered the cave where he practiced.
Yun Pianpian, Yun Lu, and Zhou Qing appeared almost at the same time.
"Master? What happened?"
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
"Brother Shan, I feel that your mood fluctuates violently. What's wrong?"
As soon as they appeared, they started asking questions neatly, all with nervous faces.
Yunshan waved his hands and smiled.
"Don't be nervous, it's a good thing. Wang Qian is back. He came out of the mountain this time and made a huge harvest. He even got the legendary Immortal Grass. There is hope for my broken arm to be reborn."
He tried his best to appear calm, but the burning light shining in his eyes could reflect his current excited mood.
"What? Is it really the Immortal Grass?"
Zhou Qing's face turned red, and then he realized that Wang Qian was standing aside. He rushed forward a few steps and grabbed Wang Qian's arm tightly. The powerful force seemed to break Wang Qian's arm.
Wang Qian was very happy. He understood Zhou Qing's gaffe very well. He, his senior brother, had lived in Qingyun Sect almost since he was a child. He was adopted by Yunshan and then became his apprentice. The relationship between the two was even deeper than Wang Qian's. , almost equivalent to father and son.
A group of people became excited.
If Yunling Peak is compared to a big family, Yunshan is the head of the family. The better his situation is, the more prosperous the family will be. If he weakens, the glory of Yunling Peak will dim. This is a very simple statement. reason.
Refining the Nirvana Pill cannot be done in a short time, so Yunshan ordered a banquet with wine. Various spiritual fruits were placed on trays. Several large gourds of spiritual wine were also taken by Yunshan. When he came out, these wines were brewed from countless spiritual materials and stored for tens or hundreds of years. They were very precious. Yunshan would not bear to drink them on ordinary days, but today he was so happy that he did not hesitate to bleed out.
Soon, Wang Dao, Zhao Changqing, Huang Zheng, Zhao Kuang, Li Haoran, and the woman Li Meng also ran to Yunling Peak.
Celebrate, celebrate grandly, this kind of excitement has not happened in Yunling Peak for a long time.
The moon was high in the sky, silvery white light fell down, and Yunling Peak slowly calmed down.
Wang Qian returned to the cave where he retreated, slowly calmed down and polished his cultivation.
After discussing with Yunshan, he decided to start refining the Nirvana Pill the next day. This pill is extraordinary and powerful. It can not only regenerate a broken limb, but for many people, more importantly, it can increase the number of two people. A hundred years of longevity.
Lifespan is an eternal topic in the spiritual world. Only with a long lifespan can we have more time to improve our cultivation and finally embark on the road to immortality.
Two hundred years of longevity is not a small amount. Just like the old ancestor of the Feng family, he is now at the peak of the realm of gods, but his longevity is exhausted. Even if he is confident that he can achieve the realm of immortality, time has not waited for us. This kind of frustration Qu is the most miserable person in the spiritual world.
Wang Qian didn't have too many ideas. There was no crisis in Yunshan's longevity, and there was still a long time. For him, what was important was the rebirth of severed limbs.
On this night, everyone in Yunling Peak was in high spirits, but some places in Qingyun Sect were not peaceful either.
Close to the main peak of the Qingyun Mountain Range, in a jade house at the top of Qingyun Peak, a dignified and cold-hearted middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the cloud bed. Below him, a young disciple with a handsome face was reporting some news in detail.
"Father, I heard that a big event happened at Yunling Peak today. Yunshan's apprentice, Wang Gan, came down from the mountain this time and got the legendary Immortal Grass. He wanted to refine the Nirvana Pill for him and wanted to amputate his limbs. Rebirth.”
This young man, even when facing his father, did not dare to be a little presumptuous. Instead, he was very cautious and had a respectful expression.
These two people belong to the Jiang family, a very powerful family in the Qingyun Sect.
The middle-aged man, Jiang Hai, is the criminal elder of the Qingyun Sect. He holds the power of life and death and has a majestic demeanor. Just sitting there quietly gives people the aura of a ferocious beast dormant.
The young man is Jiang Hai's son, named Jiang Zichen. He has cultivated to the state of Foundation Establishment and is the leader among the core disciples.
What they are talking about now is the news that Wang Qian obtained the Immortal Grass.
"Immortal grass? That is a magical medicine that can increase life span by two hundred years. It is a legend. It has not been seen in Tianyuan continent for an unknown period of time. Zichen, you have done a good job in this matter. This news is too important. , if your grandfather can get a plant of immortal grass and extend his life by two hundred years, he will definitely be able to break through to the immortal realm and become the only immortal realm monk in Qingyun Sect. By that time, my Jiang family will be the only one in Qingyun Sect. Since he has great power and is invincible, it is not impossible to summon all the Supreme Elders and re-elect the leader."
Jiang Hai's face was solemn, his eyes were shining, and lightning seemed to flash across the dark room.
"Yes, father, isn't that Yunshan's arm broken, and it won't die? Let's just take the immortal grass and give it to my grandpa to use. This is how to make the best use of it. When the time comes, I, Qingyun Sect, will appear. An ancestor in the immortal realm is prosperous. Is a monk in the Yuan Fei realm in Yunshan District worthy of using the Immortal Grass?"
Jiang Zichen's face darkened, and he opened his mouth to tell a vicious plan.
Jiang Hai pondered for a moment and felt that his son was right. Legendary magical medicines like the Immortal Grass were simply not worthy of a Yuan Fei realm monk in Yunshan.
"Well, like this, Zichen, tomorrow you take the law enforcement disciples to Yunling Peak and ask Na Yunshan to hand over the Immortal Grass. This magical medicine is the best choice as long as it is donated to the sect. His broken arm , compared with the rise and fall of the entire Qingyun Sect, it’s nothing!”
Jiang Hai's tone was serious, and he seemed to be impartial and selfless, but in fact he was using a public weapon for personal use. He actually wanted Yunshan to directly contribute the Immortal Grass to the sect.
"Yes, father, I will definitely take care of this!"
Jiang Zichen and Jiang Hai communicated for a while in the dark room and then left. Apparently, he wanted to gather people and wait until daybreak to go to Yunling Peak and take back the Immortal Grass.
The next day, Wang Qian was in a calm mood. He exuded an indifferent temperament. He was unfazed by favors and humiliations. His face remained unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai. After a night of practice, he had calmed down and all distracting thoughts were eliminated. , the whole person returns to a perfect state.
In the stone cave where Yunshan practiced, everyone from Yunling Peak gathered together, and Wang Dao and other five people also came together.
They have a close relationship with Wang Qian and Zhou Qing. It is normal for them to appear here at this time.
"Master, I'm ready. I will definitely be able to refine the Nirvana Pill this time!"
Wang Qian's face was calm with strong confidence.
"Okay, you stay here to refine the elixir, and we will all go out to protect the law."
Regarding whether he could be reborn after his severed limbs, Yunshan also acted resolutely. With an order, everyone retreated, gathered at the entrance of the cave, and began to protect the king.
"Bi Fang, the refining of the Nirvana Pill depends on you."
Wang Qian gave a faint order, and a mini bird flew out from the clothes on his chest, shaking its head. It was obviously sleeping just now.
After being awakened by Wang Qian, he was very unhappy. He yawned, and a bunch of golden fire breath spurted out, burning a hole in the void. Wang Qian's scalp was numb, and he became more and more eager to improve his strength. It really frightened him to bring such an old ancestor with him. Compared with this old bird, his cultivation level was too poor.
"Gaga, boy Wang Gan, isn't it just a Nirvana Pill? I can refine it easily, but didn't you tell your master that you can refine it yourself? Why are you asking me to take action now? Hehe?"
Wang Qian was speechless. Indeed, what he said in front of Yunshan was that he had once refined a ray of demonic energy in the immortal realm. With a certain understanding of the power of this level, it would not be a problem to refine a Nirvana Pill. , Yunshan has watched Wang Qian grow up step by step for so long, and has blind confidence in him, without asking him carefully.
But the real situation is, as Wang Qian said, the Nirvana Pill this time is too important, and with his half-hearted methods, there is an 80% chance that the pill will be refined to waste.
That is to say, with the old bird Bifang by his side, he has such confidence. But naturally he will not tell the truth behind it.
"Hmph, if I can refine it with absolute certainty, I will never ask you!"
With a cold snort, Wang Qian stopped paying attention to this old bird. After such a long time, he has already understood Bi Fang's temperament. This old bird, if you really get serious with him, there will be no end. If you don't pay too much attention to it, everything will be easy to handle.
One word to describe the character of this old bird is "cheap"!
This thought was kept in Wang Qian's mind, but he must not say it out loud, otherwise he would be roasted.