With a terrified follower along the way, Lu Changhe finally returned to the small courtyard where he lived.

Tens of thousands of elders and disciples stopped in the distance with regret and regret, watching the closed door from afar, not only if they would have the chance to get close to Master Lu like this next time.

The three disciples were all very diligent and were practicing in their respective wings. Lu Changhe did not ask them to cook some food in the kitchen to solve the hunger in his stomach. Then he sat on the stone bench in the yard and quietly looked at the changes in the sky.

He hasn't quietly doubted life like this for a long time.

Thinking of the past day when he worked so hard to practice the Purple Qi East Sutra, but he still couldn't get the threshold, his mood became much more desolate and sad.

Even the most outstanding immortal technique in the world of immortal cultivation cannot help me. In what direction should I work hard next?

I obviously want to cultivate an immortal, but why can't such a simple little wish satisfy me?

Time passed slowly as Lu Changhe thought. In a blink of an eye, the sky was dyed red by the sunset, and the setting sun was as bright as blood.

The sound of the door opening came from behind. After a moment of pause, the person who opened the door said happily: "Master is back!"

Xia Yanqin was very surprised. She thought that her master would be in the Zixiao Holy Land for a long time, but she didn't expect that the first person she saw when she went out after her practice was her master. This feeling made her feel very happy.

Lu Changhe turned his back to her, and the desolate and sad feeling that had been brewing for the afternoon in his heart quickly receded like a tide, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you ready for the pill you want to refine?"

Xia Yanqin immediately understood that what Master was talking about was the Resurrection Pill, and replied: "All medicinal materials disciples are ready, and they can start a pot and make a pill at any time."

The Resurrection Pill is an eighth-grade elixir. The medicinal materials needed for refining are very precious. They are all treasures that are not suitable for you. Even if you have spirit stones, you may not be able to buy them. Fortunately, before going down the mountain, Xia Yanqin considered that there would be a demand for alchemy, so she collected a lot of medicinal materials from the medicine garden on the back mountain of Cangqiong Sect and stored them in the ring, including the medicinal materials needed for refining the Resurrection Pill.

"Okay." Lu Changhe nodded gently, "You will refine the elixir tonight and wake up the master of Master Chi. We will set off tomorrow to go to the next place to experience it."

Although he didn't know where the next experience was in the master's mouth, Xia Yanqin still answered "Yes" obediently.

In fact, even Lu Changhe himself didn't know where his next experience would be, but this was not important. After an afternoon of thinking and doubting about life, he had decided to go wherever he went. If he could ask Chi Ruoxi for any upcoming ruins in the world of immortal cultivation, he would have decided to find out.

Returning to the Cangqiong Sect is just a waste of time to die. Only by constantly experiencing the experience can one gain all kinds of opportunities. Only when he gains more opportunities can he have hope of embarking on the path of immortality.

After Xia Yanqin, Li Mobei and Chen Fan also ended their own cultivation and came out of the wing room one after another. When they saw Lu Changhe for the first time, their reaction was the same as Xia Yanqin, and they were both surprised and surprised.

Lu Changhe was about to tell the two that they were about to go to the next training session, but suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard. Chen Fan had the ability to run to open the door with great eyesight.

"I'll pay homage to Master Lu."

Chi Ruoxi and the nine chief elders bowed to Lu Changhe together. At this moment, the beautiful head teacher had an unconcealed look of excitement on his face.

In fact, as early as noon, after the worship elder conveyed Lu Changhe's words to her, Chi Ruoxi couldn't wait to come to see Lu Changhe, but she calmed down and waited until the evening as Lu Changhe said.

"Master Lu must be concerned about the matter of saving my master, so he ended his retreat so quickly!"

Chi Ruoxi thought to herself secretly that her gratitude for Lu Changhe was like the water of the Yangtze River.

Taoist Yunxiao is the head of the Zixiao Holy Land. She passed the position of the head to Chi Ruoxi when she was dying of her soul. At that time, Chi Ruoxi was still inexperienced. In fact, until now, some elders still feel that Chi Ruoxi has little experience and lacks means to control the overall situation. Therefore, the importance of Taoist Yunxiao to the Zixiao Holy Land is self-evident, and it can be said that it is second only to the Ziqi Donglai Sutra being completed.

So in the face of such a big event, Chi Ruoxi also called the nine chief elders who were punished to sweep the floor, and asked them to witness the miracles together.

"Now take me to see your master first."

Lu Changhe spoke, he was very calm, anyway, he was not the one who would refine the alchemy later.

"Okay, my master is in Zixiao Peak, please come with my juniors."

Chi Ruoxi said as he flew up in the air. Lu Changhe looked at Xia Yanqin, and Xia Yanqin sensibly sacrificed the Zhenhuang Boat.

The group flew towards Zixiao Peak in a mighty manner. Under Chi Ruoxi's leadership, the four masters and disciples of Lu Changhe came to a hall soon after.

Chi Ruoxi triggered the hall formation, and a silver-white ice coffin slowly rose from the depths of the ground. Chi Ruoxi waved his hand to lift the lid of the ice coffin, and a faint cold air filled it out.

When Lu Changhe walked to the ice coffin, he saw a very dignified and beautiful woman lying inside. She was like a sleeping lady, wearing a delicate robe, looking elegant and noble, with petals scattered all over her body.

Lu Changhe was secretly shocked. If he hadn't known the inside story, he wouldn't have believed that the beautiful woman in the ice coffin was an old woman who was at least over 500 years old. Time had not left any trace on her face. Lu Changhe even felt that the skin on her face was tenderer than Xia Yanqin.

After thinking about it, I didn’t talk about science at all. Chi Ruoxi is also an old woman who is at least 500 years old, and she is also as beautiful as a flower.

"This ice coffin is made of thousands of years of black ice deep in Beiyuan. It can freeze everything. Since the master's soul was damaged, he has been sleeping in the ice coffin for five hundred years. The younger generation has been using formations and treasures to maintain the master's physical function." Chi Ruoxi explained to Lu Changhe.

Lu Changhe nodded in a mysterious way, pretending to understand if he didn't know.

He thought in his heart that if this was a fairy tale, your master probably needed a prince charming to kiss her and wake her up, but this was a story of cultivating immortals. The prince charming had no choice but to use elixirs when he came.

"Master Chi, can I let my disciples check Master Ling's physical condition?" Lu Changhe asked.

Chi Ruoxi was stunned and hurriedly said, "Of course."

She understood that Master Lu was avoiding suspicion. After all, there was a difference between men and women. Master Lu was not good at taking action directly, so he could only let his disciples do it for him.

As expected, everything was as Chi Ruoxi expected. Xia Yanqin walked out from behind Lu Changhe and reached out to touch the cover of Taoist Yunxiao.
Chapter completed!