The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 107 Impossible, This is Absolutely Impossible! (6k)

"Fourth Brother, don't sleep, you must not sleep. Master will be here soon, just hold on a little longer," Yan Xiaohu hugged Zhou Qing tightly and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Finally, Zhou Qing's eyelids trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xiaohu burst into tears of joy.

He almost lost his junior fellow apprentice.

"Master... Senior Brother... I, I'm fine... You look so... miserable when you cry..."

Zhou Qing said in a weak voice.

He never thought that it would be so painful after his golden elixir was dug out. He felt as if all the energy in his body had been drained away.

Yes, that is the only source of spiritual power for practitioners.

But so what? I will be a brave man again in a while!
It must be said that at this moment his gratitude to the Second Uncle reached an unprecedented level. If he hadn't given him this breath of Heavenly Energy, he would have been really ruined this time.

Yan Xiaohu quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and quickly took the thousand-year-old blood ginseng and stuffed it into Zhou Qing's mouth.

"Fourth brother, stop talking and eat a bite first. I beg you to eat quickly," Yan Xiaohu's voice trembled as he tried to stay calm in front of Zhou Qing and not panic.

He couldn't even imagine how desperate the fourth brother would be after his golden elixir was destroyed.

Even if you can survive, you can only be an ordinary person in the future. After a hundred years, you will become a handful of yellow earth.

By then, he still had no junior brother.

When he thought of this, Yan Xiaohu felt his heart break.

And all this was because he was useless and it was his junior brother who risked his life to save him.

Feeling the ginseng in his mouth, Zhou Qing mumbled, "Senior...Brother, this is...unsightly. It's...too big."

Yan Xiaohu quickly pulled it out of Zhou Qing's mouth, took out a knife and quickly cut off a piece, then stuffed it back into Zhou Qing's mouth.

Feeling this huge life essence, Zhou Qing slowly began to chew it.

"It hurts so much... Senior Brother... I... I'm really fine..." Zhou Qing looked at his heartbroken third senior brother and comforted him.

At this moment, a violent cough suddenly sounded behind him.

Yan Xiaohu suddenly turned around and saw Qian Dafu, with only half of his body left, staggering towards him.

In his hand, he was still tightly grasping a weak Nascent Soul. Who else could it be but that ghost Taoist?

It is hard to imagine that a person in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm could withstand the self-explosion of a powerful person in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm in such a close situation and still survive.

At this moment, he was staring at the half of the ten thousand year old blood ginseng in Yan Xiaohu's hand. With his knowledge, how could he not recognize it?

Afterwards, Qian Dafu swallowed the Nascent Soul in one gulp and chewed it slowly. He glanced at the opened sub-scroll next to him with a wry smile on his face, as if he had completely accepted his fate.

His eyes were full of madness and self-mockery.

"Ten Thousand Years Blood Ginseng, what a wonderful thing! God is so unfair! Why do all the good resources have to be occupied by you..."

"Wozhi your grandma!"

At this moment, Yan Xiaohu could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. His eyes turned blood red in an instant, and he pounced directly at Qian Dafu like an angry beast.

A punch hit Qian Dafu's face hard, Qian Dafu's cheek instantly sank, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

But Yan Xiaohu did not stop. His fists fell like raindrops, one after another, and each punch was filled with endless anger.

Qian Dafu did not resist at all, but just laughed loudly, and in the end, his voice became smaller and smaller.

"A core...disciple, a Yuan...Infant Realm disciple. This old man...made a profit..."

Yan Xiaohu continued to punch Qian Dafu, even though his face was already covered in blood and flesh, and even though his hands were only connected by a little bit of bones and flesh because of the thread, he had no intention of stopping.

He just mechanically repeated the action of punching, one punch after another, as if only this could vent the grief and pain in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, but the sub-scroll on the side suddenly shook violently, and then a disheveled figure suddenly staggered out.

Mo Xingjian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked around hurriedly. He soon saw Yan Xiaohu, who was covered in blood and punching stiffly not far away.

And Zhou Qing, who was lying at his feet, with a pale face and a huge gaping hole on his stomach.

Mo Xingjian's legs immediately went weak.

Yan Xiaohu also seemed to have noticed something. He slowly turned his head and looked at his master. As if he had finally found his backbone, two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Master, I didn't protect the fourth one well. I didn't protect the fourth one well—"

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Inside the hall, everyone was waiting anxiously. Lingyun Mansion was quite far away from Taiqing Gate, and no one knew whether Junior Brother Mo had arrived safely.
But at this moment, the scroll began to tremble violently again, emitting red and white light.

Cao Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, his expression quickly changing as he said, "Brother Mo, are you crazy? How dare you go back? This is clearly a one-way trip... No, something urgent must have happened, otherwise he would never take such a risk. Brothers and sisters, quickly follow me to stabilize the scroll."

Cao Zhengyang shouted loudly, and immediately formed seals with his hands, and injected the power of the Spirit Transformation Realm into it frantically.

Seeing this, others also took action.

"Junior Brother Gao, you protect us!" Just as Gao Xuan was about to inject spiritual power into it, Cao Zhengyang suddenly spoke.

Gao Xuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, withdrew the spiritual power in his hand, and became alert to his surroundings.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yaoyao's face turned pale and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Li Daoxuan came over and comforted softly: "Don't worry, it's okay."

Lu Yaoyao quickly clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and kept mumbling something.

As time passed, the faces of the eleven peak masters turned pale, and even the scroll began to be covered with cracks, which showed how dangerous it was.

But in the next moment, there was a flash of light, and then Mo Xingjian rushed out quickly, and the scroll exploded at this moment.

The explosive force with spatial attributes made everyone stagger back, and muffled groans came from their throats.

"Senior Brother, please activate the resurrection array quickly. I will take care of all the resources!" Mo Xingjian shouted anxiously, panting.

Only then did everyone notice that Mo Xingjian did not come back alone, and he was holding a bloody figure in his arms.

Who else could it be but Zhou Qing?

At this time, Zhou Qing had his head drooped, his face was as pale as paper, and blood was still flowing out of his body.

Especially on the abdomen, there was a bloody hole the size of a fist, and the air was filled with the smell of broken pills.

In just a moment, these peak masters who had lived for a long time knew clearly what had happened.

In addition, there was another figure lying on Mo Xingjian's back, whose body was already stained with blood and also looked weak.

But he remained conscious and fell down limply at this moment. Tong Min, the head of Yuqing Peak, was quick to support him.

Only then did they realize that Yan Xiaohu's ankles and hands were only connected by some skin and flesh, and were almost broken. It was hard to imagine what kind of sharp weapon had caused this.

"Save...save my junior brother, please save my junior brother--" Yan Xiaohu's eyes were red and he was about to kneel down.

Cao Zhengyang finally reacted at this time and hurriedly shouted: "Quick, take him to the Qitian Hall."

Mo Xingjian's eyes were red as he quickly ran over holding Zhou Qing.

Tong Min showed reluctance on her face and immediately took out a pill and fed it to Yan Xiaohu.

"Uncle, please take me there. I want to look after my junior brother. He ended up like this just to save me..."

Yan Xiaohu burst into tears. He wanted to follow, but his legs were almost cut off by the silk threads.

Tong Min nodded repeatedly and picked him up by the waist: "Hurry up and absorb the medicine, Zhou Qing will be fine."

Lu Yaoyao was still standing there in a daze until everyone ran to the Qitian Hall on Shenyue Peak to help activate the resurrection array to heal the wounded.

She stared blankly at the large pool of blood on the ground, her face turned pale in an instant, her lips trembling slightly, as if all her strength had been drained away at this moment.

His legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

"Junior sister!" Li Daoxuan, He Han and five others hurried over and helped her up.

She wanted to speak, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't make a sound.

After regaining consciousness, she stared straight ahead, then suddenly broke free from the others and desperately chased after them...

Since the formation of the Qitian Hall was activated, a powerful vitality can be felt within a radius of ten miles.

At this time, outside, many core disciples who learned of the situation came from various mountains at the same time.

A face full of worry.

After all, it was Zhou Qing who saved them when they went out to look for disciples of Qingyu Xianzong. Now, he was seriously injured. How could they pretend not to know?

As for the Seventh Prince, it was Zhou Qing who saved the day by bringing back the three ancient items, bringing honor to the Taiqing Sect and their younger generation.

No one spoke, everyone waited quietly and prayed.

It was not until the second half of the night that the tightly closed door was opened, and then a group of peak masters walked out with tired faces.

Lu Yaoyao and others hurriedly ran forward anxiously.

Seeing so many people waiting silently, Cao Zhengyang was a little surprised.

Since when did Zhou Qing become so important in your hearts?

"Don't worry, my life is saved, but..." Cao Zhengyang hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "My golden elixir was crushed."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed drastically.

The first thing that shocked them was that Junior Brother Zhou was already in the Foundation Establishment Stage, so when did he break through to the Golden Core Stage?

Unfortunately, the golden elixir shattered, and they knew very well what this meant for a cultivator.

A person can only condense the golden elixir once in his lifetime. Once it is shattered, he will become a complete cripple because all the foundations for cultivation will no longer exist.

After hearing this, Lu Yaoyao's face turned pale, she staggered back and almost fell.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. He's fine. He's so powerful that he can even kill the Demon King. How could he become a cripple? This must be a mistake. I don't believe it. I want to go see him. I want to see him..."

Lu Yaoyao was trembling all over and was about to break in, but was stopped by Cao Zhengyang, his face full of heartache.

Lu Yaoyao's body went limp and she fainted.

Cao Zhengyang quickly supported her and sighed. "Why did you fall for him?"

Soon, everyone saw Mo Xingjian walking out with Zhou Qing in his arms, looking dejected, while the leader of Baizhan Peak was carrying Yan Xiaohu, who had a dull look in his eyes.

Everyone looked at Zhou Qing, whose clothes were already stained with blood, with an expression of pity on their faces.

Cao Zhengyang said, "It's late, let's all go back!"

At this time, Mo Xingjian held Zhou Qing in his arms and bowed to the peak masters, saying, "Thank you all for your help this time."

Everyone waved their hands quickly.

Cao Zhengyang comforted him, "It's okay. We are all family. I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give an explanation to Xiao Lingfeng and Zhou Qing."

Mo Xingjian nodded, then carried Zhou Qing and headed towards Xiaoling Peak.

The leader of Baizhan Peak hurriedly followed with Yan Xiaohu on his back.

…………

Looking at Zhou Qing's breathing gradually calming down on the bed, Mo Xingjian gently covered him with a quilt.

Yan Xiaohu sat aside with bandages wrapped around his limbs, his lips trembling as he kept blaming himself.

Mo Xingjian walked over, placed a hand on him, and quickly checked him to make sure there were no hidden injuries. Then, looking at the bandage that was constantly oozing blood, he said in a hoarse voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Yan Xiaohu's tears flowed uncontrollably again. Mo Xingjian gently wiped them away and comforted him, "It has nothing to do with you. Don't blame yourself too much. At least the fourth brother is still alive, isn't he?"

"But, but..." Yan Xiaohu sobbed.

Mo Xingjian reached out and gently stroked his head.

"Let's go out and talk slowly about what happened!" Mo Xingjian's voice was calm and a little scary.

Yan Xiaohu wiped the corners of his eyes with his arm, then nodded repeatedly. Then, Mo Xingjian carried him on his back and went outside.

"This story begins at the mines of Cang Yan Dao Palace. We followed the traces of our eldest brother and arrived at the Beimang mines..."

The moonlight was like water, quietly pouring into the room through the half-open window. Mo Xingjian looked at the jade box on the table with guilt. The soul-breathing fairy grass inside emitted a unique light.

He never imagined that all this was because of him.

If it wasn't for this Soul Breathing Immortal Grass, how could the two silly kids possibly take out the Chaos Mysterious Gold in exchange for it.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Qian Dafu to become greedy with just two Nascent Soul Pills and then join forces with the middle Nascent Soul cultivator to track and attack him.

The second girl was the same. She was about to return after three years away, and because she heard about the Soul-Breathing Immortal Grass, she tracked it down without hesitation.

As for the matter of Qian Dafu's shop, it was he himself who reminded them before they left.

"Hey~~"

Mo Xingjian sighed deeply. Looking at the two of them, he felt nothing but heartache and guilt.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been so anxious to come back, but had refined the Nascent Soul Pill earlier and broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, the fourth brother wouldn't have become like this. He suffered for me," Yan Xiaohu blamed himself.

Mo Xingjian stood up and said, "Luckily, you're all still alive. It's okay. Don't think too much."

"When will the fourth brother wake up?" Yan Xiaohu asked hurriedly.

Mo Xingjian said, "Thanks to you for feeding him the Ten Thousand Year Blood Ginseng in time to replenish his Qi and blood. He also had the Resurrection Formation to help him. I think he'll wake up tomorrow."

After hearing this, Yan Xiaohu finally felt relieved.

"That ten thousand year old blood ginseng was ten years ago, and you sent me..."

"That's your opportunity. This thing is valuable. Don't let outsiders know about it!" Mo Xingjian interrupted Yan Xiaohu.

Yan Xiaohu looked at his master and nodded immediately. He quickly thought of something and took out two top-grade spirit stones from his body.

"Master, in order to find the Heavenly Qi for the eldest brother and the second sister, you have already owed a lot of money to your uncles and aunts. This time you activated the resurrection formation, which must have consumed a lot of money. This is what's left of the Chaos Mysterious Gold. I don't know if it's enough," said Yan Xiaohu.

Mo Xingjian looked at the two top-grade spirit stones and couldn't help but smile.

"Silly child, too many lice won't itch. It just so happens that you'll need it when you break through to the Nascent Soul stage this time. Keep it. I'll go to the Collection Pavilion to see if there are any body-refining techniques..."

When Mo Xingjian said this, his voice became a little low.

Yan Xiaohu felt a sudden pain in his heart again.

Now the fourth brother has managed to save his life by luck, but he will never be able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth again, and will even be worse than an ordinary person. He can only take the path of body refining.

However, what good is it to refine your body to the extreme? It is nothing more than a human-shaped weapon.

It is impossible to break through the realm or increase lifespan.

Looking at the depressed Yan Xiaohu, Mo Xingjian stepped out.

"Nothing is absolute in this world. The universe is vast. Just because our fourth-level cultivation nation can't do anything doesn't mean that fifth-level cultivation nations can't either. If all else fails, there's still the sixth-level. Legend has it that some elixirs can revive the dead or resurrect bones with just a single drop of liquid..."

Mo Xingjian's voice came from the night, making Yan Xiaohu's eyes more and more determined.

"Yes, we can't give up, we absolutely can't give up—"

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Zhou Qing only felt a burning pain in his dantian, and a slight itching sensation.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes. His vision was still a little blurry. He moved his head slightly, trying to adapt to the surrounding light.

His face was still pale, his lips were bloodless, and his expression was tired and weak.

It was not until I saw Zhou Qing's surroundings clearly that I realized that this seemed to be my master's residence.

Yes, in a trance, he seemed to see his master suddenly appear, but before he could say anything, he fainted again, and he didn't even have time to finish chewing the blood ginseng roots in his mouth.

He tried to move his body, but immediately felt a piercing pain extending from his abdomen to every part of his limbs.

It felt as if millions of ants were gnawing at my body, and every meridian felt a sharp pain.

"Oh, my golden elixir..." Zhou Qing suddenly thought of something. When he carefully sensed it, he found that there was not a trace of spiritual power in his body.

Just like the mortals before they started practicing.

However, the heart was beating vigorously, as if something was slowly brewing.

Seeing this, he finally felt relieved.

I just don’t know when the new golden elixir will grow?
As he turned around, Zhou Qing quickly saw his third senior brother sleeping on the table next to him, with blood still oozing from his limbs.

I don’t know what kind of curse was cast on the helper Qian Dafu found. The silk thread that exploded was so tough. Even though the third senior brother had awakened the infant fire and was at the half-step Nascent Soul stage, he was unable to break free.

If he had not used the second move of the "Cang Lei Sword Technique" three times in a row, severely injuring the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator who was wielding the black flag, he would not have been so weak.

What he didn't expect was that Qian Dafu was still able to survive after being hit by his "Silver Dragon Hand", as if he had used some kind of life-saving talisman.

It was also because of my carelessness that I didn't check it in time, otherwise how could I have let such a villain take advantage of the situation.

He was certainly afraid of death, and even more afraid of pain, but seeing his third brother tied up and unable to break free, his instinct drove him to block the sword without hesitation.

It’s this damn villain who’s trying to steal other people’s golden elixirs.

Fortunately he had a spare, otherwise his life would be ruined.

I will have the chance to save an old woman in the Spirit Transformation Realm in the future.

Wait, it’s already this late, what am I thinking about?

The eight characters haven’t been written yet.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth, slowly lifted the quilt, and looked at the huge scar on his stomach, and couldn't help being shocked.

"It's healed! How could it be so fast? I couldn't have been lying there like a vegetable for over ten years, could I?"

Zhou Qing quickly touched his face with his hand. His skin was still so tender and he had no beard.

"No, Third Brother's injuries haven't healed yet. Could it be Master?"

Zhou Qing gently touched the scar with his hand. The length was like that of a caesarean section.

"Fourth——"

At this moment, Yan Xiaohu woke up suddenly after hearing the noise, and then saw Zhou Qing touching his stomach. He felt uncomfortable for a moment, called out softly, and hurried over.

"Does it still hurt? Are you thirsty? Can I get you some water?"

Yan Xiaohu quickly covered him with a quilt, fearing that he had just woken up and would not be able to accept everything and that something else might happen.

Zhou Qing hurriedly said, "It's okay, Third Brother, how are you?"

Yan Xiaohu shook his head repeatedly, even stretching his limbs a bit, and said with a forced smile, "I'm almost healed now. If you don't believe me, just look."

In fact, he was also inside when the resurrection array was activated last night. In addition, he took healing pills and had reached the perfect Golden Core Realm. After a night, he was almost fully recovered now.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and felt even happier.

"That's good, that's good!"

[Heart Judgment Points +9]

The next moment, there was a prompt sound in his ears. Zhou Qing looked up and found that the "courageous junior brother" on Yan Xiaohu's head quickly changed to "the only junior brother for the rest of my life".

Looking at the red and dry eyes of the third senior brother, and his current nonchalant look, Zhou Qing knew that the third senior brother must be very sad.

But how should he comfort her?
Tell him secretly that I am building my foundation in Heavenly Dao and have two golden elixirs. Are you the only one among our brothers who is building his foundation in Earthly Dao?

No, you can't say that. You have to think of a more tactful reason.

Seeing Zhou Qing suddenly fall silent, Yan Xiaohu seemed to have thought of something. He hurried out and soon came back carrying the old hen.

"I think I'm still not suitable to raise it, so I'll give it back to you. Oh, and here are these spiritual eggs!" Yan Xiaohu took out sixteen spiritual eggs.

Looking at the pile of spiritual eggs, Zhou Qing was stunned.

Yan Xiaohu tried his best to distract Zhou Qing and cheer him up, then he jokingly said, "Actually, I have an idea. Don't chickens like to hatch eggs? If we let the mother hen hatch them, wouldn't we get a group of chicks that can be used to extract impurities?"

Zhou Qing thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's a good idea. We can give it a try!"

(End of this chapter)