An Qingli hugged the little fox and went to look for Mu Sheng. Mu Sheng had just refined the ninth-grade jade pill, and was in an unusually wonderful mood. His cultivation had reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the rate of pill formation had also increased, and he had actually refined three pills at one time.
Take one pill of Jasper Pill every thirty years, haha, there is a chance that he can break through to the late Nascent Soul stage.
"Are you still laughing?" The little fox, with its damaged fur, rushed forward to complain.
When Mu Sheng heard this, he felt bad. In the past, he would go to other peaks to tease Lingzhi, but now he finally knows what it feels like to be teased.
snort!
What's more, this Xiaojing Lake is still a forbidden area of the Spiritual Medicine Peak. They come and go so casually, but they don't take their Spiritual Medicine Peak seriously!
Mu Sheng took the little fox to find Master Chu again. Master Chu became very angry when he heard about it. The big guys in the back mountain went too far and allowed their spirit beasts to steal together!
Was it because he was deceived that there was no one at the Spiritual Medicine Peak? If the Spiritual Medicine Peak swallowed his anger this time, he would have to steal to the Spiritual Medicine Peak next time.
Peak Master Chu led a large group of people from Spiritual Medicine Peak to Wanfa Peak to look for Qiu Xuanjing.
After hearing the whole story, and having the photo stone held by the little fox as evidence, the big guys in the back mountain couldn't afford to let this debt slip.
If it had been the previous Ye Sect Leader, this matter might have been settled and settled, but who is Qiu Xuanjing? He is the man who wants to be the leader of the Yun Sect today!
Therefore, since Spiritual Medicine Peak found him to make the decision, they obviously regarded him as the next sect leader, so Qiu Xuanjing was determined to seek justice for the hundreds of jars of wine at Spiritual Medicine Peak.
So Qiu Xuanjing went to find the elder of the Zanggong Pavilion.
The elder who guarded the pavilion was originally a great master who had transcended tribulations. His soul was injured while traveling abroad. In two hundred years, his cultivation had dropped to the Nascent Soul stage. He voluntarily came out of the forbidden area and took up the position of guarding the pavilion again.
The elder guarding the pavilion had just finished a sip of wine and was closing his eyes to reflect on it, when he heard Qiu Xuanjing shouting outside the Tibetan Gong Pavilion: "Grandpa."
As soon as he heard the word "Grandpa", the elder who kept the pavilion knew that something was up. Sure enough, when his little grandson informed him of his purpose and expressed his determination to be a good sect master, the elder of the pavilion resigned and took out the storage ring.
Thirty pieces of high-grade spiritual stones were produced, as well as a small and exquisite house.
Elder Shou Ge, as a former master of tribulation, naturally had no shortage of spiritual stones, but he still had to save up and bid on the black market, so he was given less spiritual stones, so he lost a tree house that he had "picked up" through experience.
That small room is a space magic weapon, it can be big or small. It can block a full blow from the monks in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and it can barely block a blow from the monks who transform into gods. It is perfect for resting and avoiding danger when going out.
"It's rare for so much high-level spirit wine to appear all at once. It's no wonder those monster beasts are greedy." Elder Shou Ge handed over the compensation and said, "These will be regarded as the compensation we give to that little girl. You can do it for us."
These old men apologize to Spiritual Medicine Peak. As for the defensive formations in Spiritual Medicine Peak, the old men at the formation peak in the forbidden area will upgrade and reinforce them."
Qiu Xuanjing accepted the compensation and asked for two jars of spiritual wine as payment for running errands before going to appease the people at Spiritual Medicine Peak.
Regarding the face of Spiritual Medicine Peak, An Qingli did not dare to make the decision without authorization. He only accepted the compensation after Mu Sheng and Chu Peak's leaders looked at each other.
This is the first time she has touched a high-grade spirit stone, and it is also the first time she has a tree house that she can carry with her. With this tree house, she can sleep peacefully in Feng Yu Secret Realm.
Mu Sheng, Master Chu, and a group of elders accepted the apologies from the elders and respectfully welcomed the seniors of the formation peak to set up the formation for the elixir peak.
"Is there any spiritual wine left?" Back at Xiaojing Lake, Mu Sheng suddenly said.
An Qingli stared at Mu Sheng, and finally nodded slowly.
"Take some and give it to the elders of Spiritual Medicine Peak." Mu Sheng remembered his master's previous teachings and said, "Little Mirror Lake is, after all, Little Mirror Lake of Spiritual Medicine Peak."
"Yes, Master." After being taught, An Qingli took out half of the wine jar in the Mustard Seed space and gave it to Mu Sheng. Those high-grade spiritual stones and tree house magic weapons all belonged to her, but the rest of the people who went with them had nothing.
It is inevitable that some people will be unhappy with what they get.
Mu Sheng glanced at the hundreds of jars of wine with his spiritual consciousness, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and said: "If anyone asks about the origin of those spiritual fruits and herbs of yours, just blame it on me."
An Qingli grabbed the corners of his clothes and chuckled, "It's been a long time ago."
"Uh-huh, you evildoer, keep your secrets tighter."
Mu Sheng was startled, then flicked An Qingli on the forehead with his finger, threw to her many prescriptions and refining tips for fourth-grade elixirs, and said, "You have gained so much at such a young age, keep it and chew it slowly, don't choke."
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"I understand, Master."
An Qingli nodded gratefully and thanked Mu Sheng for not asking further questions.
Mu Sheng gave the spiritual wine directly to Master Chu and asked him to send it out in the name of Xiaojing Lake.
These spiritual wines are good things, and the elders who received them burst into laughter.
After the spiritual wine has been delivered, the farce has come to an end, and the disciples in the Qi refining period within the sect should also be integrated into Feng Yu Secret Realm.
Direct disciples like An Qingli are regarded as the elite among the elites of the sect. They all have quotas. If they don't want to go, they can voluntarily give up. However, the disciples of Spiritual Medicine Peak are particularly weak in combat and are obsessed with alchemy.
Very few people go to secret realms. After all, people die in secret realms, and quite a few of them die.
As for ordinary inner sect disciples, as long as they have reached the 11th or 12th level of Qi Refining, they can easily get a quota.
There are a huge number of outer disciples, and there are countless monks in the late stage of Qi refining. There are even some outer disciples who are tens or even hundreds of years old and are still in the late stage of Qi refining. They just go to the secret realm for a visit with the mentality of failure or failure.
The competition for places among the outer disciples is particularly fierce, and most of the places are obtained through fighting in the ring.
At noon, drums sounded from everywhere in Tianyun Sect.
The sound of drums is as rapid as a rain shower, beating on people's hearts bit by bit.
The drum is not a physical thing, but the white clouds in the sky turn into the wind as a hammer, and Elder Yuanying uses his spiritual power to make it.
After a while, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the drumming suddenly stopped.
Five hundred qi refining disciples quickly gathered at the mountain gate. Mu Sheng became someone else's master for the first time, but he couldn't feel relieved and accompanied An Qingli to the mountain gate to gather.
At a glance, the densely packed late-stage Qi Refining disciples are almost all disciples of other peaks and outer sects. However, the disciples of Spiritual Medicine Peak are just a small solitary seedling named An Qingli.
Mu Sheng's nose felt sour, and he wanted to regret recalling An Qingli. For the first time in his life, he had the mentality of an old father, and finally deeply understood what it means to "have a son traveling thousands of miles and be worried about his father."
On the other hand, An Qingli was very excited. The Fengyu Secret Realm was so big and he could finally go and see it. The original master was slow in cultivation and had not reached the level of cultivation, so he was not qualified to enter the secret realm. In this life, An Qingli concentrated on practicing for five years in Xiaojing Lake.
Years later, I caught up.
As excited as An Qingli, there are many disciples around him. These are all adventurous people. Cultivation is to go against the will of nature, compete with others, and compete with heaven. There are great opportunities hidden in the secret realm. Who doesn't want it?
"Look, that girl is hiding there!"
Many people came to see him off, including many Foundation Establishment Qi Refining disciples and elders of the Golden Core Yuanying, as well as their relatives, friends, and nephews.
Ji Lianhao, who was in the foundation-building stage, also came, mainly to make his presence felt in front of Ye Zhilan. Unexpectedly, Ye Zhilan spotted An Qingli in the crowd before he showed up.
It's also because An Qingli is so good-looking, with dark hair and eyes, and due to sword practice, he has a straight body. His small appearance makes him stand out among this group of boys and girls.
Ji Lianhao's heart skipped a beat. All beauties need comparison. In comparison, An Qingli's temperament and beauty are the best in the entire Tianyun Sect, although they are still slightly worse than Ye Zhilan, who is at the top of his heart.
Two or three points.
Thinking of Ye Zhilan, the silver-haired Ye Zhilan walked up in the air accompanied by the Supreme Lord.
The crowd suddenly fell silent.
An Qingli raised his eyes and saw the Supreme Lord, who looked like a painting. He was filled with emotion in his heart. How could there be such a wonderful person in this world? He just stood there quietly and became the scenery.
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