brother is right

Chapter 26 You also meet the elder brother
Jin Xianmen?

The strong man gasped, was this mortal being tricked?
When can a mortal being tricked go down the mountain at will?Aren't you afraid of being kidnapped?
"The sect is new, right?"

The strong man's face immediately turned fierce, and he pushed the young man away. His strength pushed the young man to the ground, and the roots of wild vegetables in the rattan basket behind his back scattered all over the ground.

"You" the boy showed anger.

"What the hell, I don't agree with you, you're in my eyes! A newcomer, why are you pretending to be a big head here, and what is Mr. Song not Mr. Song, tsk, I am the third disciple of the Golden Immortal 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 Pingding Mountain, hiding the mountain path, but now the surroundings are all flat land, and the roots of the trees cannot be seen. Then, he stopped in his footsteps, and his face showed horror.

Just at the foot of the mountain, he saw rows of houses, about a dozen or so, scattered in a well-arranged manner, and he could also see mortals nearby, either cutting logs not far away, or pulling something in the nearby bushes, watching in Apple pie order.

It's like a village.

Xumi pulse. Can there be a village?
"Children, is this where you live?" The strong man looked back at the young man who followed him in surprise.

The young man raised his eyebrows, ignored the strong man, and didn't have any fear of his huge body. He deliberately bumped into him and said, "I don't talk to you! You look down on Master Song!"

"Yo!"

Several veins popped out on the back of the strong man's hand.

Just a mortal, dare to talk to him like that.
He squeezed his fists and glared at the young man, "You're so damn lucky that you've reached the Golden Immortal Gate! I'm the third-ranked disciple, do you know what the concept is?"

Ordinary people can't break it, otherwise the mood will be damaged, and the old man may make people uncomfortable if he goes crazy.

"I don't care, it's wrong to say Master Song! Ahem!"

The young man screamed with his head stuck, and suddenly coughed again. Once the cough sounded, it seemed that he couldn't stop, making him bend down and cough continuously, and his body trembled from coughing.

"Hahahaha, residue!" The brawny man laughed loudly.

"Xiao Su, Dan, eat Dan!"

A middle-aged man nearby who was pulling in the bushes was rushing this way, when he saw the boy coughing, he shouted.

The young man tremblingly clasped his hand on the belt around his waist, and after digging for a long time, he took out a crystal-clear elixir.

He took the elixir, coughed a few more times, and then stopped coughing, patting his chest with a soothing expression.

"I forgot to take the pill, I feel better now." The young man shook his head, "I thought I was almost cured, but I wondered if I could make alchemy for us without bothering Mr. Song, but it didn't work if I didn't take the pill."

"Take it easy, we're still early."

The middle-aged man smiled, his face turned pale suddenly, his throat surged, and he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"I thought the same as you two days ago, but I found that if I didn't take the pills, my breathing would be difficult again, and the phlegm would increase. I still have to continue taking pills for recuperation."

As he spoke, he turned around, looked at the fearsome strong man who was more than two meters tall, cupped his hands and said, "This one."

"Don't pay attention to him, he looks down on Master Song, and even calls himself a third disciple." The young man snorted coldly.

The middle-aged man frowned, showing a look of displeasure, but he still cupped his hands and smiled: "It turns out that they are the three great immortals, but the villain Wang Er, who is the temporary manager of this newly built place."

The strong man ignored him, his eyes widened, staring straight at the boy, "What pill was that just now?!"

"Don't the Three Great Immortals know?" Wang Er looked suspicious, "The disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect should all know."

"You mortal have the guts to test me?! I just haven't returned to the sect for a long time, and I just returned today!"

The strong man resisted the irritability in his heart, stretched out his hand and said, "Is there any pill left just now, show me!"

Wang Er looked at the majestic body of the strong man who was almost exploding, but he didn't dare to resist. He took out a wild vegetable pill from the cloth bag on his waist and handed it to the strong man.

The strong man quickly snatched it over, looked at it carefully, and then swallowed the elixir directly.

He smacked his lips, a look of bewilderment appeared in his eyes.

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 ordinary people to eat.

But this is definitely a top-grade pill!
"Where did it come from?" he asked.

"It was made by the Zongmen. Because of the lack of enough food, they made pills for us temporarily." Wang Er replied honestly.

"..."

He can understand what Wang Er said, but he doesn't quite understand the specific meaning.

Take top grade pill for a while?

Didn't you take the medicine pill?
That is a high-grade pill, not to mention the efficacy, but in terms of quality, he himself rarely sees it.

Master, has this unlocked a new feeding method?

"Ge Niang, what the hell!" He cursed, ignored these people, and walked straight up the mountain.

Passing the mountain road, he quickly saw the mountain gate. It was early morning, and the sun shone on the nearby intact buildings, as well as the clean and tidy square, and also shone on the strong man standing still at the mountain gate.

He opened his mouth, looked at the well-repaired buildings around him, and the people lined up neatly in the square, and turned around to leave.

The Golden Immortal Gate was taken by someone else!
"Huh? Wang Laotu?"

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.

He turned around and saw a young man in brocade clothes with a folding fan walking from a side hall.

The brawny man said in amazement: "Chang Zhang?!"

Zhang Feixuan was quite surprised at first, but when he heard Wang Laotu's call, his complexion collapsed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If you call me a whore again, I want you to look good!"

"My name is Wang Qizheng, not Wang Laotu!"

Wang Qizheng rolled his eyes, and continued: "What's going on, how did the Golden Immortal Sect become like this, what happened to the group of human pills at the foot of the mountain, when did the master use high-grade pills to feed the human pills, even if they are perfect I have used top-grade pills, and I saw that they were all a bunch of residue."

"Shh! Shh!"

Zhang Feixuan seemed to have been frightened by something, put his finger to his mouth and stared at him to silence him.

Then he looked around to make sure that the person hadn't come out yet, heaved a sigh of relief, and glared at Wang Qizheng again, "Why are you so loud!"

Wang Qizheng's eyes widened angrily, and he glared over: "Ge Niang, old man, when the noise here can't be louder, I'll shout!"

Zhang Feixuan had no choice but to change the subject: "What are you doing back?"

Wang Qizheng sneered: "Joke, you dare to come back and I dare not come back?"

Zhang Feixuan looked left and right again, and lowered his voice: "I have no choice. I met an armored gate on the road. If I don't go back to the mountain, I will die. But you, the master is about to build the foundation, why did you choose to come back?"

"You think I want to come back and seek death?!"

Wang Qi was staring and gritted his teeth and said: "You are not the only one who encountered the Armored Gate. I just found a group of human pills and a few strange beasts, and was robbed by the Armored Gate on the way. His mother's Armored Gate, I entered His father's ass eyes!"

He cursed again, and continued: "Master, hasn't built the foundation yet. I want to come back to try my luck and see if I can get back my batch of things. If the master is pleasing to the eye, maybe I will follow that Zhao Yuanhua!" It's the same."

"Understood, it's important to have the alchemy method."

Zhang Feixuan nodded, suddenly smiled, and grabbed Wang Qizheng's hand: "It just so happens that senior brother is teaching alchemy to others recently, and the morning class is about to start, you should also meet senior brother."

"Huh?! Zhao Yuanhua passed on alchemy? Master changed his mind? Still have morning class? This is really strange."

Wang Qizheng was overjoyed when he heard the words, but soon became a little confused, pointing to the group of disciples in the square, and said, "Which group of people also pass it on?"

Zhang Feixuan bared his teeth at him, the teeth glowing white in the sun.

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)