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Chapter 159 Recruiting Disciples Again
"Ok?"

Yi Ju turned his head with a puzzled look.

The other outer sect Jindan also slowed down their pace to see what Si Qifeng was going to say.

Si Qifeng grinned and said with a smile:

"In one month, our sect will hold Elder Gan's Golden Elixir Ceremony. I hope you all can come then."

Yi Ju looked like he had eaten shit but couldn't say it out loud.

They came here to destroy Gan Yunhui's Danjie, but they didn't expect that not only did they fail, they also had to pay a gift money.

"I've made a note of it. I'll look at it later."

After saying this, he hurried away with the people from the Qishen Sect.

The Jindan of other sects had similar expressions and said goodbye and left one after another.

They really couldn't stand Si Qifeng's smug look.

After many golden elixirs left, Si Qifeng took the three people away.

When he arrived at a remote and deserted place, the smile on his face disappeared and he looked relieved.

"This calamity is over."

"Yeah, it's finally over."

Ling Longwu also breathed a sigh of relief, and his appearance changed from an old man with white hair and a youthful face to a haggard and dying man again.

"Mr. Ling, thank you for your hard work."

Gan Yunhui expressed his sincere thanks.

Before he broke through, Si Qifeng told him the sect's secrets.

Ling Longwu didn't have much time to survive, but for the sake of his breakthrough, he still forced himself to pretend to be normal.

This will greatly reduce Ling Longwu's lifespan.

"It's out of the way."

Ling Longwu waved his hand and said, "Being able to see the successor of the sect before dying is the best reward for me."

Then, he turned to look at Si Qifeng:
"Master, give me a week, and I will hand over all the inheritance of my lineage to Yun Hui."

"it is good."

Si Qifeng nodded heavily: "Elder Ling, you must take care of yourself."

"I know."

After saying that, Ling Longwu pulled Gan Yunhui up and disappeared in front of the two of them.

After the two left, Si Qifeng looked at their departing backs and asked Bai Zhenlei beside him:

"Elder Bai, which cultivator do you think has the ability to give away the Linking Golden Core at will?"

"The reasons given by Yunhui are really untenable."

Bai Zhenlei shook his head: "Maybe some powerful person who was playing with the world saw Yunhui's outstanding talent and gave him a Jindan. The Jindan that we think is extremely precious may be just a sugar pill in the eyes of others."

"Sugar pills?"

Si Qifeng smiled and said nothing more.

No matter what the reason was for obtaining the golden elixir, as long as the result is good, it's fine.

As for whether the golden elixir was obtained from the secret realm inherited by Master Guangri, it doesn’t matter.

Anyway, according to the oath made between him and Bai Zhenlei, the golden elixir was not provided by the two of them, but was an opportunity that belonged to Gan Yunhui himself.

As for where Gan Yunhui got it from and where the source of the elixir is, it is not clear.

In the following days, the entire Xuanyang Sect was filled with joy.

The people below did not know that Ling Longwu was about to pass away, and they thought that the sect now had four Jindan cultivators and had become more powerful.

You should know that the Medicine King Sect, which was the most domineering and occupied the most territory, only had four Jindan cultivators.

Now their Xuanyang Sect has finally reached this point.

In the future, they can speak more confidently in the outside world. This growing sense of security naturally makes them happy from the bottom of their hearts.

A week passed like this.

The atmosphere in the sect gradually calmed down and everyone continued with their lives.

It is worth mentioning that another incident happened during this week.

That is, while Xuanyang Sect announced the news of the Golden Elixir Ceremony to the outside world, it also issued a notice to recruit disciples.

A market for cultivating immortals somewhere in Dongzhou.

A young monk and a group of people gathered to watch the public notices issued in recent times.

In the center of the city, important news is posted every now and then.

This place has also become a gathering place for many idle monks.

"The fourth golden elixir of Xuanyang Sect is born."

"Xuan Yang Sect is recruiting disciples."

Several older monks pointed and talked at the notice.

A cultivator wondered, "Generally, the top sects recruit disciples every two or three years. If they are really short of people, they will change it to once a year. But I remember that Xuanyang Sect just recruited a batch of disciples half a year ago. Now they are recruiting disciples again. It's a bit too close."

Someone nearby immediately answered:

"If you knew what this sect has been doing for the past six months, you wouldn't be surprised."

"In just over half a year, this sect first conquered the Tianlong Sect, then conquered the Blood Demon Sect, and recently participated in the siege of the Yaowang Sect."

"After so many battles, the upper and top levels may not have many casualties, but the lower level monks definitely suffered a lot of casualties."

"In order to avoid a lack of successors, we naturally need to recruit people."

The people around him asked in confusion: "How do you know so much about the Xuanyang Sect?"

The cultivator who answered raised his head and replied, "I have a Taoist friend who is my lifelong friend. He is an outer disciple of Xuanyang Sect. We communicate frequently, so he knows everything."

"I see."

The young cultivator nodded: "It means that after joining Xuanyang Sect, there is a high possibility of going to the battlefield. That is too dangerous."

But what was strange was that although the young monk said danger, there was a gleam of excitement in his eyes.

"Xing boy, you are too superficial."

The monk who answered shook his head: "It is indeed dangerous, but the fate of immortals often comes with opportunities."

"Participating in this kind of sect war can help us quickly accumulate resources and break through the realm quickly. If we practice step by step, we, the low-level cultivators, will never have the hope of breaking through the foundation-building stage in our lifetime."

"My fellow Taoist was just like me a year ago, with only the fourth level of Qi training. But now, he has not only broken through to the seventh level of Qi training, but also possesses several magical instruments."

"There is hope for building a foundation and achieving immortality in the future."

As he spoke, the monk who gave the answer smacked his lips, an expression of envy appearing on his face.

He is still at the fourth level of Qi training. If he doesn't try hard, the sixth level of Qi training will be his limit at his age.

"Damn it, I want to go to Xuanyang Sect. I also want to climb up and see what the late stage of Qi training and foundation building are like."

The other monks also looked interested.

Especially now that the Xuanyang Sect has four Jindan Zhenren, their strength is extremely powerful.

It will definitely be beneficial for the future if you can join in.

After listening to the explanation, Xing Hao returned home.

He is the only one at home and the decoration is very simple.

He moved the rice jar and removed the wooden covering underneath, revealing a dark hole underneath.

He entered the cave with ease and followed the underground passage to the outskirts of the market town.

"Okay, we have left the range of the Foundation Establishment Stage's spiritual consciousness."

As he walked, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

(End of this chapter)