Evergreen Immortal..

Chapter 186: Immortal Qi, one person's enlightenment brings prosperity to the whole family
That wisp of immortal energy was like a seed, transforming the Xuanqing Qi into the immortal Xuan Qi.

Those who obtain the immortal energy can reverse their constitution.

Even if one is a loser in martial arts, he can become capable of practicing martial arts with the improvement of immortal energy.

Although Wang Zhao's physique was still poor, at least he had the possibility of entering a high-quality field, which was much more promising than raising horses.

Li Rui was born a horse groom, and he did not look down on people who raised horses.

In fact, it’s okay for Wang Zhao to like raising horses, so he can just continue raising horses.

Raising horses can also make you famous.

“Therefore, if there are good horse breeders, all the divine horses in the world come from their hands and are revered by future generations.”

However, if you want to become a great horse master, you don’t have to have much martial arts skills at first, but if you want to become the strongest, you still need the assistance of martial arts, otherwise how can you tame those unruly horses?

I heard that the great horse master in Annan Town is also a martial arts master at the level of a minor grandmaster.

Wang Zhao had no hope before, but now he does.

Who doesn't want to become stronger?

"Master."

Wang Zhao called softly.

Today, Li Rui suddenly came to him and said that from now on he would call him Master, and that there were two more senior brothers.

He also said that he would give him a wisp of energy, and from then on, he would be able to practice martial arts.

练武
This is what Wang Zhao dreams of.

Looking at the latecomers Liang He and Liu Tiezhu who became qualified warriors, isn’t he envious?
I'm so envious.

But so what?
Things in this world will never yield results just by working hard.

In fact, he had already tried hard.

Facts have proved that without talent, hard work is in vain.

From unwillingness to despair, and then to focusing on raising horses.

This was a great test of Wang Zhao's character.

Li Rui smiled and patted Wang Zhao: "Xiao Zhao, if you want to raise horses, just keep raising them. When you become a great horse trainer in the future, an old horseman like your master will also benefit from it."

"The Great Horse Master."

Wang Zhao's eyes lit up.

Li Rui was happy from the bottom of his heart when he saw that Wang Zhao’s fighting spirit was unprecedentedly high.

He did not blame Wang Zhao for being lazy in practicing martial arts in the past. To be fair, he was just as lazy back then. He saw no hope and it was all in vain.

If one wants to make progress, one must first see hope.

So he had a breakthrough last night and accepted Wang Zhao as his disciple this morning.

Wang Zhao had followed Ri Tou the longest, but Li Rui had been slow to accept him as a disciple.

Why?

Of course, Li Rui has his own reasons.

Although Liang He and Liu Tiezhu each have their own strengths, fundamentally speaking, they both learned the Changchun skill.

Wang Zhao’s qualifications were so poor that he couldn’t even get in.

Even after I learned the martial arts skills, I was left staring blankly.

Those who practice martial arts and those who don’t are actually two different types of people.

If he accepted Wang Zhao as his apprentice, the gap in cultivation between the brothers would be too great in the future. One was a master and the other was just an ordinary man. The change in status would make it difficult for them to continue getting along.

Even with him in control, they can still appear to be friendly and respectful to each other, but something bad is bound to happen over time.

Being well matched doesn't just apply to marriage, it applies to everything.

If our status are not equal, we can’t even be brothers.

Wang Zhao has a fragile personality to begin with, and his self-esteem might be damaged, so he might not even want to keep a horse. Taking in a disciple would only harm Wang Zhao.

If you want to help others, you have to consider all aspects.

If you help others but are unwilling to put in the effort, it is better not to help.

Doing bad things with good intentions is also a bad thing.

The old man said: "Always think about everything."

That's the truth.

Li Rui felt the immortal energy in his body. With this immortal energy, the future of his three disciples would not be too bad.

Moreover, if he were to accept disciples in the future, he would not have to be too obsessed with their aptitude and could focus more on their character.

It’s not that bones are not important, it’s just not that necessary.

"When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"

"My Lord, are you going to leave the camp?"

A guard in charge of An Ning Guard saw Gao Zhen riding a horse and about to leave the military camp, so he trotted forward and said flatteringly.

Gao Zhen nodded:

"Go out of town for inspection."

"Yes Yes."

The guard nodded repeatedly.

As a garrison commander, Gao Zhen had the duty of patrolling. He went forward just to make himself known. Did he really dare to control how a sixth-rank garrison commander acted?
He took small steps back and made way for the door.

Gao Zhen gave a light shout, and the demon horse under his crotch snorted and galloped onto the official road like lightning, galloping away.

That night.

He rode his horse to a deep mountain.

Of course, ordinary horses cannot go up the mountain, but the demon horse is an exception.

Gao Zhen dismounted, looked around, and said softly, "It should be around here."

these days.

He has been secretly inquiring about the exact location where Jiang Linxian killed the Ten Thousand Poison Ghost.

at last.

He actually heard some rumors.

That day, Jiang Linxian not only killed the Ten Thousand Poison Ghost, but also killed many elders and disciples of the Ghost Sect.

After returning to the military camp.

He ordered the soldiers of An Ning Wei to deal with the corpses to avoid unnecessary unrest.

He learned this information from the soldiers of the Peace Guard.

“There is still hope.”

Gao Zhen muttered to himself.

The reason why he went to so much trouble was that once the Ten Thousand Poison Ghost died, the spiritual energy in his body would dissipate on its own.

For those who are not aware, it is completely unnoticeable.

Only a fairy seeker can find it through special means.

Because of this, Gao Zhen tried every possible means to confirm whether the immortal spirit was really still left outside.

Gao Zhen put the demon horse back where it was.

After being tamed in the Horse Guard Hall, the demon horses do not need to be tied up and there is no need to worry about them running away.

Late at night, in the old forest.

Gao Zhen was alone, bending over, searching carefully with a torch in hand. He had a magical aura in his body, and could sense it as long as there was a magical aura within a radius of three meters, so it was not like looking for a needle in a haystack.

I searched until late at night.

The sky is dimly bright.

Gao Zhendu had already changed to the third torch. His eyes were red and he was muttering like a madman:

"No, no, why is there still no!"

overnight.

He searched almost the entire mountain, but couldn't find any trace of immortal spirit.

obviously.

The fairy spirit has been taken away by someone, it may be Jiang Linxian, or it may not be someone else.

But what is certain is that the fairy spirit is gone.

Gao Zhen's last bit of hope was shattered, and he looked a little frustrated.

That ray of immortal energy was given to him by the Blood Shadow Patriarch because of its scarcity when he joined the Ghost and Nether Sect as a disciple of the Gao family.

It will be extremely difficult to get it again in the future.

The only way now is to kill Ning Zhongtian, Li Rui and Tan Hu.

And the sooner the better.

The Blood Shadow Ancestor did not set a time limit for him, but when he made the promise, he only said that if he performed well, the Immortal Lord could bestow another ray of immortal energy on him.

What is good performance?
The sooner he is killed, the better.

He had already obtained a ray of fairy spirit before, and there was food at home, so he was not worried.

But now he only has 30% of the spiritual energy in his hands. It will take him many years to reverse his constitution with this little spiritual energy.

What's the point of growing stronger when your hair has turned white and you have become an almost decayed old man?
Gao Zhen would rather die.

What he wanted was fine clothes and fine horses, and to suppress those who had once looked down on him with his status as a genius, not to outlast them.

Spiritual victory?

Meaningless.

"We have to find a way to do it as soon as possible."

Gao Zhen made a secret decision.

When he gets back, he will go find his senior brothers and sisters.

There are still ten of the Twelve Blood Disciples left, which means he still has nine reinforcements to call for. He believes that he cannot kill Ning Zhongtian and the two minor officials.

Just kill these three people.

Even if all the people on the list are there, he can go to his cheap master, the Blood Shadow Ancestor, to collect the reward.

Maybe if the immortal is happy, he will bestow immortal energy upon you again.

As for whether those senior brothers and sisters would also be stabbed into a sieve by Jiang Linxian's flying sword like the Ten Thousand Poison Ghost, that was not a problem he should consider.

"It would be better if they were all dead."

Gao Zhen hated those senior brothers and sisters from the bottom of his heart.

"You lowly thing!"

Although he was only a illegitimate son of the Luyang Gao family, he was born into a legitimate noble family.

The purpose of joining the Ghost Sect is to gain resources and become a real noble, not to really get involved with demons and monsters.

Being an official is the true way.

The purpose of engaging in evil ways is to become a better official, but this cannot be reversed.

Gao Zhen planned to wait until he could obtain the immortal energy, wait for a few years, and then return to the capital, where he would break off all ties with the Guiming Sect.

While thinking.

despair.

A drop of rain fell from the sky, leaving a water stain on his shoulder.

Gao Zhen tilted his head and looked.

"It is going to rain."

Even though he was a Longmen warrior and was no longer afraid of rain and cold, he didn't like the feeling of getting wet, so he didn't bring an umbrella when he went out this time.

Thinking.

He turned and walked towards the demon horse, his steps quickening.

Prepare to find a place to shelter from the rain before the heavy rain comes.

Just when he was about to see the demon horse——

Gao Zhen's pupils suddenly shrank.

The demon horse's four hooves were turned upside down, with a huge cut on its neck, and it lay motionless in a pool of blood.

In front of the demon horse, a man in black was holding a bloody knife.

He turned his head slowly.

A Shura mask covered his face, making it impossible to see his features.

"who are you?"

Gao Zhen's right hand was already on the sword at his waist, ready to strike at any time.

Killing his horse was clearly premeditated.

It's for him.

"Ning Zhongtian, or Jiang Linxian?"

After thinking about it, there are only these two people in Qinghe who want to kill him and dare to kill him.

Under the Shura mask, a hoarse and extremely unpleasant voice like the friction of metal rang out: "Haven't you heard a saying?"

"Don't go up the mountain after dark, ghosts will knock on your door at midnight."

Almost at the moment the words fell.

Clang!

A flash of purple-gold lightning exploded in the sky accompanied by a loud thunder.

In an instant.

The rain was heavy, and the downpour instantly soaked the two of them.

Gao Zhen stared at the man in black in front of him, his eyelashes dripping with raindrops, ignoring him and slowly uttering three words:
"King of Yama?"

According to legend, there was an expert in Yunzhou who specialized in robbing treasures in the mountains and forests and called himself the Mountain King of Hell.

Every time he kills someone, he would say exactly the same thing.

"Don't go up the mountain after dark, ghosts will knock on your door at midnight."

Gao Zhen's eyelids twitched, and he cursed his bad luck in his heart.

I didn’t expect that the first time I entered the mountains, I would actually run into the Mountain King of Hell. My luck is so bad.

But he didn't have time to think about it.

The long sword in the hand of Shan Yanwang had already broken through the rain curtain and headed straight for his forehead.

Along with it came the unpleasant voice of the Mountain King of Hell:

"Remember this and avoid walking at night in the future."

"Maybe I can use it in my next life!"

(End of this chapter)