How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"Where should we go? Where else can we go?"

Hong Butian dragged out his words, then helplessly spread his hands.

"They said they were coming to the Medicine King Sect with me, but now the Medicine King Sect is gone. Where can I go now..."

With a sigh, Hong Butian shook his head.

"I guess I'll have to go home. I'll start cultivating my Qi now, and then try to get into the Five Elements Sect when they recruit again..."

Hong Butian uttered discouraging words, but he was already making plans for the future: "Anyway, I will not give up. I will pursue my dreams until the day I die."

"This guy……"

Zhao Zhuji paused for a moment, then muttered, "She's surprisingly firm on this point..."

"anyway……"

The Grand Elder suddenly asked abruptly, "Is your Fellow Daoist Kong Yuqing of your sect well?"

"what?"

Zhao Zhuji pointed to herself in confusion: "Ask me? Who?"

"Fellow Daoist Kong Yuqing."

The Grand Elder repeated it.

"Uh……"

Zhao Zhuji tilted her head: "I don't know her."

"Ok?"

The Grand Elder paused, thought for a moment, and then asked again, "Master Gu Jian?"

"what!"

Zhao Zhuji exclaimed in surprise, her eyes widening: "You still know Grandmaster?!"

"You are her grand-disciple..."

The Grand Elder nodded and sighed, "Indeed, she was always ahead of us back then. I think I heard before I died that she advanced to the Nascent Soul stage or something..."

However, at that time I was focused on studying a certain formula and ignored all the news from the outside world..."

"that……"

Zhao Zhuji cautiously probed, a hint of gossip and inquiry in her eyes: "What is your relationship with your grandmaster?"

"That was many years ago..."

The elder looked on with a look of reminiscence.

"Oh, an old friend!"

Zhao Zhuji's eyes widened.

"The cultivation world held a grand martial arts tournament, and both she and I participated in that tournament, and we were even assigned to be opponents..."

"Oh, the beginning of our connection!"

Zhao Zhuji's eyes sparkled.

"Then I got beaten to a pulp..."

“Oh…ah?”

Zhao Zhuji blinked, her expression freezing: "Huh?"

"That's right."

The elder said with a displeased look, "I felt it was very unreasonable at the time. I am a herb gatherer and alchemist. It's one thing to make me fight against a swordsman, but I can't even use poison. Isn't this targeting me?"

Zhao Zhuji: "..."

"so……"

The Grand Elder snorted, "I'm too lazy to go to any of these cultivation world conferences. Let them have their own fun!"

"So what if he got beaten up and became depressed..."

Hong Butian muttered under his breath, "He talks like he's so great..."

"Heh, I'm too lazy to bother with a brat like you."

The Grand Elder raised an eyebrow: "Since Fellow Daoist Kong Yuqing is still here, that makes things easier. We do have some connection..."

"What kind of relationship?"

Hong Butian blurted out, "You lie on the ground and try to extort money from people?"

Great Elder: "..."

Several tic-tac-toe characters appeared above the Grand Elder's head: "That..."

"Senior, I understand!"

Zhao Zhuji nodded, placed her longsword against Hong Butian's neck, and said helplessly, "Could you reorganize your words?"

"Ahem, the Grand Elder's supernatural powers are unparalleled! The Grand Elder's magical power is boundless!"

Able to bend and stretch, Hongbu Tian, ​​a hero of the world!

"Alright, alright, stop looking so aggrieved."

The Grand Elder looked at Hong Butian and said inscrutably, "What if I told you that I could give you a chance to take the test of the Boundless Sword Sect, and if you succeed, you can join the Boundless Sword Sect?"

"Um?!"

Hong Butian was taken aback at first, then clenched his fist, then relaxed it, and said in a nonchalant manner, "What are you thinking? They are from the Sword Sect, and I only know how to use a spear. Aren't you just asking for trouble?"

"Hey, who told you that everyone in our area uses swords?"

Zhao Zhuji couldn't help but retort, "Don't be so ignorant, okay? How could our place be so limited?"

After a pause, Zhao Zhuji coughed twice: "At most, what you call a spear is called a longsword in our sect... just a different name..."

Hong Butian: "???"

"Can this still happen?!"

Hong Butian's eyes widened: "This, this is just deceiving yourself!"

"Without further ado!"

Zhao Zhuji glanced around furtively a few times, then lowered her voice and said, "You've discovered a cultivation genius, but it turns out they're not suited for swordsmanship. Are you going to hand that genius over to someone else, or turn a blind eye and recruit them into your sect?"

"Ah this..."

"No, that's not it. The great fusion of the cultivation world is like this..."

Zhao Zhuji shrugged: "We're all human, so please understand."

Hong Butian: "..."

"it is good!"

Hong Butian's expression changed, and he said firmly, "I'll go!"

"Let me make this clear beforehand: if you fail the test and are eliminated, don't blame me."

The Grand Elder shook his head: "I also promised to help you soar, but the sect has fallen into this state, so I have no choice but to help you find another way out..."

Well, if you want to stand with this old man through thick and thin, that's not impossible..."

"it is good!"

Hong Butian said firmly, "I'll go!"

"Hey, hey, I meant we'll stand together through thick and thin!"

The Grand Elder couldn't help but roar, "Don't automatically filter out what's being said!"

"it is good!"

Hong Butian is resolute...

"Shut up!"

"Oh……"

"However, there is one more thing..."

The elder frowned and said, "Why don't you go back and tell your family? Besides, there's the matter of the alien races, and Five-Colored City isn't far from here..."

"This……"

Hong Butian was stunned for a moment. Before he could think any further, his heart suddenly clenched, his brain roared, and he felt suffocated as if someone was choking him. A terrifying aura enveloped everyone in the arena!

"Nascent Soul!"

The Grand Elder's eyes widened, his soul trembled, and he exclaimed in alarm, "Leave immediately!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 228 Lying down at sunrise, lying down at sunset, drifting aimlessly between heaven and earth, yet content in my heart.