who doesn't have a sword

Chapter 68
"No." Chen Guo replied resolutely, "It has nothing to do with you, it's because some people feel uneasy seeing that we have recruited more disciples this time than before.

When the Qi refining period should be laying the foundation, we are not in vain. "

Shen Guanyu followed this point to think, "Isn't that Xiange a living signboard?"

"Hey! That depends on whether Qu Sang is willing or not." Zhenjun Guanmeng wanted to go around Guizang Mountain to see the excitement.

……

True Monarch Qu Sang was unwilling, of course, after refining the alchemy, she received the news that the apprentice had obtained the Glazed Flame, so she immediately went to find Lie Yang.

"Brother, are you old and mentally weak? Or did you take the wrong medicine?" In order to show the sect's rich resources to all the cultivators in the world, and to help her disciples practice with all their strength, she pushed her apprentice in front of others?

"Junior Sister, pay attention to your wording." Lie Yang, who had received several requests to borrow the Glazed Fire Communication Talisman, felt flattered, and decided not to argue with Junior Sister.

"What a fart!" Qu Sang clapped his hands on the table in front of him, "Xian Ge is only five years old, just a little child, you will get her a chance to return to Tibet, and she will be famous all over the world. What will she do in the future?" How to go out to make friends, how to go out to practice.

Brother thinks my apprentice died not fast enough? "

"Qu Sang!" Lie Yang stood up in an instant, "It hasn't been long since I was introduced to Guiyuan clan, but it's just a small trial, and I have to have a different fire to recognize the master that others can't ask for. This is something you can look down on group cultivators .

What do I think she didn't die fast enough?

Isn't the sect's resources given priority to the direct disciples to help them advance faster?
Who dares to provoke them if their cultivation base is high? "

"The robbery cultivator dares, the devil cultivator, the evil cultivator, and even the Taoist cultivator dare!" Qu Sang gritted his teeth, geniuses and arrogance are all the targets of others' attention.

Lie Yang was dissatisfied with her misinterpretation of his good intentions, and asked coldly: "Is Gui Yuanzong a clay sculpture? Don't you want to avenge your disciples?"

"You are making too much sense!" Qu Sang Zhenjun really wanted to knock his head open to see if it was flooded, would it be useful to hold a grudge if people were dead? "Let me tell you, if anyone comes to borrow my apprentice to heal his wounds with strange fire, we will not go.

Moreover, from today onwards, my Danxi Peak will close the furnace, use the elixir, find someone else to refine it! "

She was too lazy to fight with this bastard, turned around and flew down out of the hall, met several senior brothers and sisters on the way, just nodded and then flew away.

"Qu Sang!" A Nascent Soul True Monarch yelled at her without stopping her, turned his head and said to the crowd: "Lie Yang's original intention is to benefit the sect."

Another Zhenjun glanced at the hall lightly and said: "There are some things that don't matter what you say, the direct disciples in the sect are not weeds on the side of the road, once they are cut, they will grow again quickly.

I'll go and see Qu Sang first. "After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

The remaining Nascent Soul True Monarchs all looked at each other, Junior Brother Lie Yang was quite stable in the past!

Unexpectedly, the younger brother has been at odds with Taiyizong for nearly a hundred years. He is afraid that his apprentice will be more and more recruited, and he will suppress Guiyuanzong again.

Recently, he has frequently made foolish tricks, bringing out a few-year-old baby to earn his name.

Several Nascent Soul True Monarchs entered the hall with their own thoughts.

On this side, Zi Che Xiange can finally visit the place where his grandfather lives, but he doesn't want to be watched by people everywhere when he is shopping in Fangshi.

Seeing her grandfather blocking other people's prying eyes for her several times, she hurriedly said: "Grandpa, let's go back quickly. A few people were staring at me just now, and it was very uncomfortable."

There were many unkind glances, and even some fellow disciples who wore Guiyuan Zong's cassock had jealousy hidden in their eyes.

"Let's go back now." Zi Che Zhulang decided to find Master Qu Sang.

As soon as she left the gate of Fangshi, she met Zhenjun Qusang who was looking for her. Seeing Xiange, who had lost a lot of weight because of subduing the strange fire, she felt extremely distressed.

"Master is here to pick you up."

"Master." Xiao Xiange threw herself into Qu Sang's arms, wanting to say endless grievances.

Qu Sang patted her on the back and led them on the flying boat: "From today on, Master will stay by your side, and we will not go down the mountain until we build the foundation."

Zi Che Zhulang wanted to say something, but after seeing his granddaughter's pale face, he didn't open his mouth.

"Master, I miss Sister Xiaoyu and Sister Yan." They never hated her because they had advanced Kuai Linggen, but many people in the cute class didn't want to talk to her.

Qu Sang secretly sighed, she was careless, the apprentice didn't show affection with his fellow students in the Meng Xue class, because of refining the different fires, he retreated for half a year, and he was not familiar with each peak.

"Hey!" She stroked the little baby's head, "Master will pick up the task of the cute class tomorrow, how about going to and from school with you?"

Xiao Xiange raised her skinny face, and seeing Grandpa's concerned eyes, she said, "Master, I want to study with the new disciples."

"You are a direct disciple..." Qu Sang suddenly thought that the apprentice's class was from the previous two years, and the youngest child in it was also two years older than the apprentice.

She pondered for a while, then took off the jade pendant hanging from Xiange's waist, and hung another piece of Yinxi jade around her neck: "Let's adjust our cultivation to the third level of Qi Refining and change the name."

After learning the basics of cuteness, I will teach again. There is not much difference between the inner and outer classes.

What's more, to become a great alchemist, one should deal with different people with a long-term mind.

"Thank you, master." Xiange was very happy, and the moment he revealed the fifth level of Qi refining, he reached the third level again.

She didn't see Zi Che Zhulang's surprise when her real cultivation was revealed just now: "Senior Qu Sang?" Isn't the granddaughter the fourth level of Qi Refining?
"It doesn't matter, these two are ancient treasures, no one in the sect can see it, let alone outsiders." Qu Sang is very confident about this.

……

So of course it is impossible for Shen Guanyu to know that Xian Ge is still in the middle stage of Qi refining at a young age.

And following the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs, she had no time to think about other things.

Because at this time, she was sitting in a private room on the third floor of the secret city of Suwang City, listening to the auctioneer outside blowing dragon tears into the sky, and now she has already bid for 88 low-grade spirit stones.

"88 low-grade spirit stones, has anyone increased the price?
This is the last dragon's tear on the market. Although it is the sixth rank, it can be used in all ranks of medicine to increase its medicinal properties. "

"98!" A private room on the second floor suddenly banned the doors and windows from being opened wide, and a brown-clothed monk said loudly: "All fellow daoists who are bidding, let me promise that I will not be able to catch up with the auction of the Zhenbao Building of the Cultivation Alliance. Came here specifically to look for Dragon Tears.

If you are interested in bidding, I will accompany you to the end. "

The entire secret city fell silent immediately, "Reverend Dan..." The auctioneer wanted to remind him not to break the rules, but he didn't want to offend a late-stage alchemist.

"Dan Tuzi, the old Taoist is selling your face and giving up Longlei." After a deep voice came from another room, many people followed suit.

Very few monks would not give alchemist face.

Shen Guanyu looked around, wondering if someone would jump out?
For a long time, no one raised the price in the whole hall and on the second and third floors, Shen Guanyu thought to himself, the alchemist is really different from the ordinary monks.

Below, the auctioneer helplessly rang the gong again, "Second time with 98 low-grade spirit stones, is there any follow-up fellow daoists?"

(End of this chapter)