Seeking immortality.

Chapter 107 Descendants of Golden Core Cultivator

"Brother, if you are alive, what else can you do if you don't eat it? My chicken legs are really a waste." The other party looked at the food that fell on the ground, with a face full of tears.

Jiang Chao ignored him, turned around and smiled apologetically: "Junior Brother Qin, don't mind, this guy is a foodie."

"It's okay, brother Lu is a man of temperament."

Qin Yan smiled.

Then the two sides introduced themselves.

The foodie's name was Lu Zheng, and he was at the third level of Qi Refining, while Jiang Chao, who was in charge of contact, was at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

But what surprised Qin Yan was that Jiang Chao came from a poor family like himself, while Lu Zheng was a monk from a small family.

But the two of them hit it off very well, and they are best friends.

It seems that people in the Xiuxian family may not all have their eyes above the top.

Qin Yan couldn't help thinking of Li Xiaoshan. His only friend also returned to the family. How is life going now?

Then there is the task of understanding.

After learning the content, he was taken aback again.

Investigate a small mountain village.

It is said that people in that mountain village have often disappeared recently, and some people have suffered from strange diseases that cannot be cured.

Qin Yan was dumbfounded. His first reaction was that he had made a mistake. There was no other reason. It was just a very ordinary small mountain village, where all the people lived. How could Xianmen issue such a mission?
His suspicions were well founded.

Although it has been less than a year since he entered Xianmen, Qin Yan has experienced a lot and has a deep understanding of the group of immortal cultivators.

How should I put it, in the eyes of mortals, they are omnipotent land gods, high above the ground, but immortal cultivators are also human beings, with human weaknesses and various desires. These guys pursue longevity and greater power, but often They are also very selfish.

In the eyes of monks, weak mortals are nothing but ants.

Do people care about the life and death of ants?

Immortal cultivators see ordinary people in the same way.

So Qin Yan was very surprised why Xianmen issued this task.

How could a remote mountain village attract the attention of Luo Xuezong?
He was not bored, and directly asked the doubts in his heart to his two companions.

"Junior Brother Qin, so you are curious about this, let me tell you, this matter is not surprising."

"Oh, brother, please clarify."

"Junior brother, you're welcome. Since I know, why not tell you?"

There was a smile on the corner of Jiang Chao's mouth. His cultivation base was obviously much higher (Qin Yan restrained his breath, and he seemed to be only at the second level of Qi Refining), but for some reason, when facing this Junior Brother Qin, he always felt inexplicable. The feeling of being a head shorter, seeing the other party asking him for advice now, he couldn't help feeling relieved for a while, so he talked about the cause and effect of the matter.

Soon Qin Yan understood.

Xianmen's concern about the life and death of a mortal mountain village is not groundless.

It turns out that this unremarkable small mountain village is full of mortals now, but 2000 years ago, it was a descendant of a Jindan elder of the Luoxue Sect.

It's just that the immortal cultivating family established by this elder has gradually declined, and the sea has changed. Thousands of years have passed, and now there is not a single immortal cultivator among his descendants, only this village with hundreds of mortals is left.

The world is embarrassing.

Although strictly speaking, that village has nothing to do with Luo Xuezong.

The elder of the Golden Core Stage has also been sitting for more than a thousand years.

However, the truth is the same, but this village, after all, is a descendant of an elder, and it is said that it does not look at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha. Now that something like this has happened, it is impossible for the immortal sect to ignore it completely.

Of course, the adults would not take action easily, so they released the mission in the Feiying Pavilion in Huiyunfeng. It's just that some mortals have a strange disease, so some inner disciples can easily solve this matter.

The judging of this task is very simple.

Zongmen didn't contribute much.

It stands to reason that one person can do it, but Jiang Chao and Lu Zheng are both flowers in the greenhouse. They have neither experienced fights nor given missions. Even if they took it together, they still felt a little uneasy.

So they tried to find companions.

The previous efforts all ended in failure. Not only did no one want to partner with them, but they were ridiculed for a while. They had to find someone for such a simple task, and how many merits would they get after completing it?

If you don't have the courage to stay in the sect obediently, why do you need to do any tasks?
Are you not afraid of losing face?

Until I met Qin Yan.

The other party's cultivation base was also low, and he promised and agreed with all his mouth. Jiang Chao and Lu Zheng didn't say anything, but were quite grateful in their hearts.

This is the cause and effect of things.

But is the task really as simple as imagined?

No one knows.

Qin Yan made an appointment with them, set off early the next morning, and then returned to his residence.

All night.

The next day when the sun was rising, Qin Yan came to the agreed place.

"Junior Brother Qin, you are here."

The two guys waved to him very enthusiastically. They were both nervous and happy when they were on a mission for the first time. They didn't fall asleep last night, so they came much earlier than Qin Yan.

"Good morning."

Qin Yan also smiled slightly.

Then Lu Zheng stretched out his hand and patted his waist, a flash of inspiration flashed, and a huge wooden kite came into view.

"This is……"

"It takes a foundation-building monk to fly with the sword. It's a long way to go, so I rented a wooden kite from Xianmen to travel, and I need a spirit stone every day." Lu Zheng said with some pain.

Qin Yan nodded. This person is rough and fine, and he is not the kind of completely useless foodie. It is considered intentional to think of this.

All kinds of arts of cultivating immortals, including the art of puppet mechanism of Mohism.

Muyuan Qinyan has seen it before, and it is most suitable for low-level monks.

"Set off."

Jiang Chao called out, and the three of them jumped onto the wooden kite, and after a spell was played, the thing flapped its wings and flew away into the sky.

Although it is incomparable to the sword flying of the monk who established the foundation, the speed is much faster than that of a horse running on the ground. Qin Yan's face showed a hint of satisfaction.

Just sit cross-legged, the mountain village is quite far away, even if you use a wooden kite, it will take half a day, and if you are idle, you will be idle. By the way, sit for a while, even if you can't improve your strength much, you can still adjust your state to the best. Changes can also be calmly dealt with in a good state.

……

The journey took a little longer than originally expected, and in the evening, they finally arrived at their destination. It was a very remote village, and what came into view were thatched huts scattered under a hillside.

It was dinner time now, but the village of hundreds of people did not see a few cooking smokes, and the sun had not yet set on the hillside, but this place gave people a feeling of lifelessness.

Qin Yan frowned, faintly feeling that the task this time might not be as simple as imagined.

But since it is here, of course there is no reason to retreat.

Lu Zheng controlled the wooden kite to land at the entrance of the village, and then the three of them walked towards the village along the path.

Huan Yu: The second update, this chapter is a transition, there is another chapter tonight, please recommend tickets, thank you!
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