Chapter 26 You should also meet the senior brother
A member of the Golden Immortal Sect?
The strong man took a breath, had this mortal been deceived?
When can mortals who have been deceived be able to go down the mountain at will? Are they not afraid of being kidnapped?
"The sect's new one, right?"
The strong man's expression immediately turned ferocious, and he pushed the young man away, with such force that he fell to the ground, and the wild vegetable roots in the rattan basket behind him spilled all over the ground.
"You" the boy showed anger.
"What the hell, I don't want you to get into my butt! A newcomer, why are you pretending to be a bigot here, and why is Master Song not Master Song? Hey, I am the third disciple of the Jinxian Sect!"
The strong man looked like he had lost interest, ignored the young man and walked straight forward.
But as he walked, he felt something was wrong again.
Originally, there were a lot of woods under the flat-topped mountain, hiding the mountain path, but now the surroundings were all flat land, with no tree roots visible. Then, he stopped and looked horrified.
Just at the foot of the mountain, he saw rows of houses, about a dozen or so, scattered in an orderly manner. Mortals could also be seen nearby, either cutting trees not far away, or pulling something in the nearby bushes, watching.
in Apple pie order.
It's like a village.
He cursed again and continued: "Master hasn't built the foundation yet. I want to come back and try my luck to see if I can get back my batch of things. If the master likes it, maybe I will follow that Zhao Yuanhua
It’s the same.”
"Ignore him, he looks down on Master Song, and he says he is some kind of third disciple." The young man snorted coldly.
The young man yelled with his head clenched, and suddenly started coughing again. Once the coughing started, it seemed that he couldn't stop it. He bent over and coughed non-stop, which made his body tremble.
"It was made by the sect. Because we lacked enough food, we made the elixir to give us temporary relief." Wang Er answered honestly.
"I forgot to take the elixir, I feel better now." The young man shook his head: "I thought I was almost healed, and I was thinking if I could not bother Mr. Song to make elixirs for us, but it turned out that I couldn't do it without taking the elixir."
"My name is Wang Qizheng, not Wang Laotu!"
A middle-aged man who was digging in the bushes nearby was rushing here. When he saw the young man coughing, he shouted quickly.
"I was thinking the same thing as you two days ago, but I found that if I didn't take pills, my breathing wouldn't be smooth again, and the phlegm would become more and more. I still have to continue taking pills for recovery."
"Do you think I want to come back to seek death?!"
The strong man suppressed his inner irritation, stretched out his hand and said, "Do you still have the elixir just now? Let me see!"
As he said that, he turned around and looked at the frightening strong man who was over two meters tall. He cupped his hands and said, "This is him."
Wang Qizheng glared and gritted his teeth and said: "You are not the only one who encountered the Armored Gate. I just found a group of human elixirs and a few strange beasts. I was robbed by the Armored Gate on the way. Damn Armored Gate, I entered
His father’s asshole!”
"Xiao Su, Dan, eat Dan!"
The strong man ignored him. At this time, his eyes widened and he stared directly at the young man, "What kind of pill was that just now?!"
"Take care of it slowly, it's still early for us."
Just a mortal dares to talk to him like that.
He clenched his fists and glared at the young man, "You are damn lucky to have arrived at the Golden Immortal Sect! I am the third-ranked disciple, do you know what the concept is?"
The middle-aged man smiled, suddenly his face turned pale, his throat surged, and he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.
Mortals can't break it, otherwise their mood will be damaged, and the old man may get angry and make people uncomfortable.
The Golden Immortal Gate is occupied by others!
"Hmm? Wang Laotu?"
"You, a mere mortal, have the guts to test me?! I just haven't returned to the sect for a long time and I just came back today!"
Zhang Feixuan had no choice but to change the subject: "What are you doing back here?"
Several veins popped out on the back of the strong man's hands.
"Hush! Hush!"
"What's this from Ge Niang?" He cursed, ignored these people, and walked straight towards the mountain.
Zhang Feixuan nodded, suddenly smiled, and grabbed Wang Qizheng's hand: "It just so happens that the senior brother is teaching the alchemy method recently, and there will be an early morning class soon. You should also meet the senior brother."
"I don't care, it's wrong to say Master Song! Ahem!"
Zhang Feixuan looked around again and lowered his voice: "I can't help it. I encountered an armored door on the way. If I don't go back to the mountain, I will die. But you, the master is about to build a foundation. Why did you choose to come back?"
Wang Qizheng's eyes widened angrily and he stared at him: "Dear Ge Niang, when the noise here stops being louder, I will shout!"
The medicinal effect of the elixir is very poor, it seems that it only has the effect of filling the stomach and curing diseases, but it is definitely a good thing for mortals to eat.
"The three great immortals don't know?" Wang Er looked suspicious, "All the disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect should know."
Wang Qizheng sneered: "What a joke, you dare to come back but I don't dare to come back?"
He smacked his lips, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.
Master, has this unlocked some new way of raising food?
Wang Er looked at the strong man's almost explosive body and did not dare to resist. He took out a wild vegetable pill from the bag on his waist and handed it to the strong man.
He took the elixir, coughed a few times, and then stopped coughing. He patted his chest and looked soothed.
Aren't you taking big pills?
It was a top-grade elixir, not to mention its efficacy, but just in terms of quality, he himself had rarely seen it.
Zhang Fei
But this is definitely a top-grade elixir!
"Where did it come from?" he asked.
Take some top-quality elixirs for temporary relief?
Just when he was about to turn around and leave, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.
The young man tremblingly put his hands on the belt around his waist, dug at it for a long time, and took out a crystal-clear elixir.
Xumi Vein. Can there still be villages?
"Kids, is this where you live?" The strong man looked back in surprise at the young man who was following him.
He turned around and saw a young man wearing brocade clothes and carrying a folding fan walking from a side hall.
The strong man was surprised and said: "Zhang Yingun?!"
Wang Qizheng rolled his eyes and continued: "What's going on? How did the Golden Immortal Sect become like this? What's going on with the group of human pills at the foot of the mountain? When did the master use high-grade pills to feed human pills? Even if they are perfect people, they can't.
I have used high-grade elixirs before, and when I saw them, they were just a bunch of scum."
Passing the mountain road, he soon saw the mountain gate. It was early in the morning, and the sun shone on the intact buildings nearby, as well as the clean and tidy square, and also on the strong man standing still at the mountain gate.
"I understand, you need the elixir, right?"
The strong man quickly grabbed it, looked at it carefully, and then swallowed the pill directly.
Zhang Feixuan seemed to be frightened. He put his finger to his mouth and stared at him to silence him.
The middle-aged man frowned, showing a hint of unkindness, but he still held up his hands and said with a smile: "It turns out that it is the three great immortals, but it is the stranger Wang Er who is the temporary manager of this newly built place."
The young man raised his brows and ignored the strong man. He was not afraid of his huge body. He deliberately bumped past him and said, "I won't talk to you! You look down on Mr. Song!"
"Yo ho!"
He understood the word "Wang Er", but he didn't quite understand the specific meaning.
"Hahahaha, scum!" The strong man laughed loudly.
He opened his mouth, looked at the well-renovated buildings around him and the people lined up neatly in the square, then turned around and left.
Then he looked around to make sure no one had come out yet. He breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Wang Qizheng again, "Why are you so loud!"
"..."
"Huh?! Zhao Yuanhua inherited the alchemy method? Master changed his mind? He still has morning classes? This is strange."
Wang Qizheng was overjoyed when he heard this, but soon became a little confused. He pointed at the group of disciples in the square and said, "Those people also preach?"
Zhang Feixuan bared his teeth at him, and his teeth glowed white in the sun.