Ximen Changkong stopped in front of a cave, casually sent out a transmission note, and floated into the cave protected by the formation.
After a while, a middle-aged monk came out and looked at the two of them with some confusion.
"Senior Brother Tong, I'm sorry for disturbing you." Ximen Changkong nodded and saluted.
This Senior Brother Tong, whose name is Ziming, is over sixty years old. He is one of the top ten soul seekers in Yunjian Mountain. He usually likes to practice meditation to improve his cultivation.
Tong Ziming nodded, looked at the two of them and said, "Junior brother, there is no need to be polite. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
This person also has a straightforward temperament, but he is similar to Ximen Changkong. No wonder the two are familiar with each other.
"Senior Brother Tong, the Ximen family's second-order mid-grade spiritual veins need to be upgraded to the second-order high-grade spiritual veins. I need to ask my senior brother to help build a spiritual upgrading formation."
Ximen Changkong is also very direct, there is no need for politeness between them.
"No problem. Since it is my junior brother's family, the reward of three thousand spirit stones is enough."
"Okay, it's a deal." Ximen Changkong took out three thousand spirit stones and paid on the spot.
Ximen Changqing did not stop him. It seemed that his eldest brother was also very wealthy. He took out three thousand spiritual stones without even frowning.
"Senior Brother Tong, it is better to upgrade the spiritual veins sooner rather than later. Complete it as soon as possible so that Senior Brother can come back and repair it as soon as possible."
Ximen Changkong took out the flying boat, a low-grade spiritual weapon, and handed it into Tong Ziming's hands.
This is the flying boat of the sect. Elite disciples and some elders can keep it for a long time to facilitate going out for business.
As the personal disciple of Great Elder Gu Yangyu, he is naturally qualified to own one.
Tong Ziming was not polite, he nodded lightly, and boarded the flying boat with Ximen Changqing. After a brief explanation, the flying boat left Yunjian Mountain and flew towards Qingyang Mountain.
The journey is 150,000 miles and takes several days to arrive. Along the way, the two of them will naturally have to communicate.
Ximen Changqing discovered that Tong Ziming had a really forthright personality, never hiding anything in his words, and explained a lot of common sense about spiritual seekers.
However, they refused to disclose the core secrets related to the spiritual seekers. This is the secret technique of the sect, and naturally it cannot be passed on to outsiders at will.
In this regard, Ximen Changqing can also understand that there are always many things that one cannot control in life, and no one can control his own temperament.
At the highest peak of Yunjian Mountain, Ximen Changkong met his junior sister Gu Xinlan. She looked a little haggard and obviously in a bad mood.
"Junior sister, what happened? Why do you and I have to postpone the dual cultivation ceremony?"
Ximen Changkong held Gu Xinlan's little hand, raised his eyebrows, and asked urgently.
Gu Xinlan sighed and said feebly, "Senior brother, my father was injured. He was seriously injured. He has not recovered after so many years."
"Master was seriously injured? How many years? Why are you telling me now?"
Ximen Changkong thought about it carefully. Many years ago, not long after the beast tide broke out, Gu Yangyu closed the door to thank guests. Could it be that he was seriously injured at that time.
"Senior brother, my mother has been hiding it from me. I just happened to bump into her more than a month ago." Gu Xinlan looked aggrieved.
If she hadn't happened upon him by chance, she would have remained in the dark.
Of course, as the date of the Double Cultivation Ceremony is approaching, I can't hide it for too long. Maybe I let my daughter catch it on purpose.
"Changkong is back! Come in!" A mature woman's voice came from the cave.
This person is Gu Yangyu's Taoist companion Lu Yuanshuang, who has a third-level alchemy cultivation level and is also a seventh-level purple elixir.
When practicing earth-level skills, the highest chance of yielding a seventh-level purple elixir is lower. The probability of producing an eighth-level purple elixir is relatively low, and the ninth-level golden elixir is even more difficult.
"Master's wife, Master's injury..."
Lu Yuanshuang sighed and said, "I kept it secret from you for so long because I was afraid that you would worry. Go in and see for yourself!"
Ximen Changkong walked into the inner room and saw the familiar old body. Gu Yangyu looked much older than a few years ago, and his complexion was also a little gray.
What kind of injury caused Gu Yangyu, who was at the eighth level of pill formation, to look like this?
"Master, why are you injured like this? What happened?" Ximen Changkong's eyes turned red.
Since entering Yunjian Mountain, his master Gu Yangyu has treated him as his own son, and there is no need to talk about the relationship between master and disciple.
After his parents were killed, he was not allowed to leave the sect, and he resented his master for this.
But many years later, he understood that if his cultivation was not enough, what would happen if he went back? Would he be able to take revenge?
"I can't die for the time being. It's because the master is greedy and underestimated the enemy. He didn't get the demon elixir of the third-level high-grade Red Flame Tiger, and he almost lost his life."
"Red Flame Tiger?"
"Yes, the scarlet flame tiger's demon pill self-destructed. I never expected that there was actually a blazing evil fire hidden in the scarlet flame tiger's demon pill. That beast must have swallowed the fire element of heaven and earth."
"Hot evil fire?"
"This blazing evil fire has invaded my master's heart, which is really unbearable. The third-level elixir to dispel the heat evil can only temporarily suppress it for a few days."
Ximen Changkong understood why the master was in so much pain. The third-level elixir was worth a lot of money. One elixir could only relieve the pain for a few days, but the effect was not great.
After taking it for many years, the pill masters did not dare to consume it like this, so they could only endure the pain and take it intermittently.
"Master, is there no elixir that can completely cure the blazing evil fire?"
Gu Yangyu shook his head. He didn't know it himself. At least, there was nothing the alchemists of Yunjian Mountain could do.
And Gu Yangyu didn't want outsiders to know the fact that he was seriously injured, so he never asked other sects for help.
Ximen Changkong understood his master’s difficulties and also understood the sect’s concerns.
As the largest sect in the Yue Kingdom, Yunjian Mountain has received the most benefits, but it must maintain the strongest strength to be worthy of the most benefits.
If the news that the first elder of the sect was seriously injured spreads, the intimidating power of Yunjian Mountain will be greatly reduced, and the other four major sects will stand up and demand the redistribution of benefits.
The world of immortality is such a reality. Only the strong deserve to have the most resources, and it would be good for the weak to get the scraps.
In order to maintain the interests of the sect, Gu Yangyu did not dare to let outsiders know the fact that he was seriously injured, which was extremely difficult.
And endure the pain and recover slowly, God knows it will take tens to hundreds of years to recover.
"Disciple, there is no need to worry. Apart from the blazing evil fire, the rest of my master's injuries are almost healed. After another year of recovery, I can use elixirs to maintain the appearance of normalcy."
Gu Yangyu said helplessly.
Ximen Changkong understood that the master also wanted to make him and his junior sister a Taoist couple as soon as possible, which would be good for all of them.
"Master, please rest and recuperate. Disciple, please retire."
"Changkong, this matter must be kept secret and don't tell anyone."
"Master, don't worry, I understand."
After walking out of the cave, Ximen Changkong breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't understand what happened before, but now, everything is clear.
The only thing that worried him was that the master's fire poison was too difficult and he couldn't do anything to help him, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
It was as helpless as when I learned that my parents had been killed.
"Father, mother, the child will never forget revenge." Ximen Changkong looked into the distance and stood there to himself. If you like Ximen Xianzu, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net) Ximen Xianzu search and read novels
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