What's more, Bailibo is also fascinated by the inheritance of the Alchemy King and is unwilling to see it taken away by outsiders. And the Alchemy King's Cave is full of insiders from the five major families. Lu Yuan and Xia Meng will not spread this matter casually.
, the worst that can happen is to give them some benefits.
Thinking of this, Bailibo nodded and said: "Okay, we will do it according to the wishes of Lord Ximen, but we have to discuss how to distribute the inheritance of the Alchemy King in advance..."
The Wuchengdao monks were discussing how to deal with Qingyang outside, but inside the Alchemy King Palace was a different situation. After Xia Meng was kicked out, only Qingyang, the light mask, the platform, and the alchemy furnace were left in the entire hall.
It had long since disappeared, and then the light in the hall dimmed.
Soon, a dark grid appeared on the opposite wall. Inside the dark grid was a one-foot-square stone. The side of the stone was very flat and smooth, like a mirror.
Qingyang was waiting for the inheritance of the Dan King. Unexpectedly, an unknown stone appeared. Could this stone be some kind of treasure? Before Qingyang could see the origin of the stone, the entire hidden grid suddenly lit up.
A figure suddenly appeared on the face. The stone was not big, but the figure was very clear. He had white beard, white hair, white eyebrows and white clothes. His face was old and his body was thin, as if he was dying, but there was a vague air of inviolability about him.
His majesty and temperament make people dare not look down upon him.
There is a faint aura of a remnant soul on the stone, which is somewhat similar to the one-horned ghost king that Qingyang saw back then. However, this remnant soul has almost no soul power and is completely replenished by the energy in the stone.
Only then can he barely keep his figure from collapsing.
Qingyang observed it for a long time before roughly guessing that this should be the legendary soul-retaining stone. The soul-retaining stone has no other function. Its only function is to preserve the monk's remnant soul for a long time.
The original One-Horned Ghost King himself was a ghost monk, so the residual soul could reside on other ghost magic weapons. Once the opportunity was right, he could regain his strength by absorbing ghost energy. However, the figure in the soul stone was different.
, the residual soul energy will only become less and less as time goes by, until the energy is finally exhausted and dissipated. The soul-retaining stone can only extend this time as much as possible.
The old man on the photo stone seemed to have seen Qingyang, and he couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face, saying: "Young man, you are finally here."
"Are you the Thousand-Hand Pill King?" Qingyang asked hesitantly.
The old man nodded and said: "It's me, I've been waiting here for hundreds of years, and the energy in my residual soul has almost been exhausted. I thought I would never see hope again in this life, but I didn't expect that I would be bald in the end."
You are a young man. Yes, you are really good. You have such alchemy skills at such a young age, and your talent is probably very rare. It is not in vain that I have been waiting for you for so many years."
The Thousand-Hand Pill King became more and more satisfied with Qingyang as he looked at it, making Qingyang feel a little embarrassed and asked: "I heard that the senior accepted five disciples at that time, why didn't you just find one among the five disciples?"
A man who inherits the mantle, but spends a lot of time to set up this Alchemy King Meeting?"
Thousand-Hand Alchemy King shook his head and said: "These rumors are all false. I have never accepted any formal disciples. Those five people were just boys who collected medicine and made fires in front of me. I have been obsessed with alchemy all my life.
, it was not until the end of his life that he realized that he did not even have a formal successor. He originally planned to accept one of the five of them as a disciple, but after some tests, he found that all of them had dull qualifications and would not be able to succeed in the future.
My future is limited and no one can inherit my mantle, so I set up this Alchemy King Association out of desperation."
After listening to the words of the Thousand-Hand Pill King, Qingyang finally figured out the general story. The five major families said that their ancestors were disciples of the Thousand-Hand Pill King, but they were just trying to flatter their ancestors. The real situation is this
The five of them are just boys working under the Thousand-hand Dan King, and their qualifications are limited. No wonder these people have been following masters like the Thousand-Hand Dan King for a lifetime, and their final achievement is to become a Foundation-Building Dan Master, even the second level of the Dan King Club.
Can't get through.
The Thousand-Hand Alchemy King is undoubtedly arrogant. He would rather the alchemy skills be lost than to find an apprentice. Therefore, he set up this Alchemy King Meeting and decided that no matter men, women, old or young, regardless of their strength, regardless of their closeness.
The rules of far and near. It is a pity that the children of the five major families are not as good as the previous ones. Not only have they not made progress for hundreds of years, but there are fewer and fewer people who have passed the first level. It was not until this time that outsiders participated in the Dan King meeting, and they achieved
Unprecedented good results.
The King of Thousand Hands Alchemy can see that Qingyang is at least fifty years old. At such a young age, he has the cultivation level of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and the level of a quasi-Golden Alchemy Master. This is extremely rare in the entire Zhongsha Region. In recent years,
He was almost in despair waiting in the Alchemy King's Palace. He didn't expect that God would suddenly be merciful and send him such a talented person. The Thousand-Hands Alchemy King became more and more happy as he looked at it, and couldn't help but say: "What a good disciple!
Why don't you kneel down and kowtow? When we bow to Master and confirm our status as master and disciple, everything I leave behind will be yours."
Qingyang couldn't help but hesitate when he heard that the other party mentioned becoming a master. In his mind, he only had one master in this life, and that was Songhe Laodao. Even if he was just a mortal or even passed away, no one else could replace Songhe Laodao in his life.
position in mind.
Even in the Qingfeng Palace for so many years, with Qingyang's performance, it is impossible that no high-level sect has hinted at accepting him as a disciple. Qingyang has refused. In addition to worrying about having too many secrets exposed, he does not want others to follow Song.
This is also the reason for the comparison with He Laodao. Now that the Thousand-Armed Pill King suddenly proposed that Qingyang become his disciple, how could he not hesitate?
The Thousand-Hand Pill King thought that as soon as he opened his mouth, the other party would definitely accept his head and worship him. He did not expect this result. Seeing the boy's hesitation, he seemed to be very reluctant. The Thousand-Hand Pill King couldn't help but get angry and said: "Why?
?It’s so difficult for you to become a teacher?”
Seeing that the other party was angry, Qingyang had no choice but to tell the truth and said: "Senior, I once became a disciple."
After hearing the reasons mentioned by Qingyang, King Thousand Hands Pill felt a little better. He once became a master, but now he is unwilling to become another master casually. This shows that this kid has a good character and knows how to repay his kindness. He should not be able to do so in the future.
If you do something that deceives your master and destroys your ancestors, this is a good thing.
Having said that, the more I thought about how my majestic Thousand-Hand Pill King, the number one figure in the entire Zhongsha Region, took the initiative to put down his identity and accept a disciple, but the other party resisted and was embarrassed, the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became.
, said: "So what if you have become a master? Could it be that I, the Thousand-Hand Pill King, can still humiliate you? This is really unreasonable."