All the disciples looked at Shen Guanyu being taken away by True Lord Chen Shui on the clouds, some were envious and some were jealous.
More often than not, Xun Hui went to the banker to exchange his gambling money and won back 200 spiritual stones with ten spiritual stones. He jumped up and shouted: "Zhen Shui Zhenjun is mighty."
He is the only one among their group who has become a handyman disciple, and this spiritual stone is a huge sum of money for him.
Some people actually echoed: "The true king is mighty!"
Zhang He in the cloud smiled and shook his head. When he left, he asked: "What do you think if the disciples knew that all the unfinished disciples in the history of Danyuan were Xiang Zhunfeng?"
Not a real person said very seriously: "Then many people may not want to graduate from the Alchemy Academy."
"Hehehe, that makes sense."
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Huangfu Chaoyan couldn't explain how happy she was. Under Xun Hui's instigation, she and her friends also bought a few spiritual stones for twenty for one.
But there is also...jealousy!
Xun Zhi and the others were really happy for Shen Guanyu, and they planned to take time to get together.
Shen Guanyu, who is at the center of the topic, looks like a quasi-peak in the clouds.
Within a few hundred miles, there are all kinds of spiritual fruits and rice, lotus leaves and lotus in the water, rustling bamboo forests on the shore, birds, foxes, rabbits, insects, fish, etc., there is endless entertainment in them.
Among the flowers and trees, it is not as bright as the palaces and pavilions built on other peaks, but just like the villages in the world, with four or five blue brick houses and seven or eight small bridges and flowing water.
Zhui Feng stood on Shen Guanyu's shoulder, wanting to jump down and play.
"Master, there are so many springs and streams at Xiangzhun Peak." It was even worse than Lingquan Peak that I just passed by. Shen Guanyu dropped his book bag and said, "Water, it's quasi."
Like water flowing together, there is a slight Yang Qi in it.
do you mean this?"
"That's right!" Chen Shui was very happy that the little girl liked it here, "Let's go and offer incense to all the ancestors."
In a Qingdai house, Shen Guanyu offered incense to the ancestors of Xiang Zhunfeng one by one.
There is only one tablet on the bottom floor, and it doesn't even have a Taoist number, so it shouldn't be a tablet.
Next to it, there was a small ax with a broken handle and a stirrup. It looked like someone had been polishing and polishing it regularly.
"This is your senior brother Gu Cheng, who has both water and wood spiritual roots. The sky-opening ax is his natal magic weapon."
Shen Guanyu respectfully offered incense and said in his heart: "Brother, I will take good care of Master."
She found that the tablet had the names of her master's ancestors and her fallen senior brother Gu Cheng.
But, what about his master, the True Monarch?
"Master, Master, is he an old man?"
"He's still here, but I don't want you to see him so soon."
"Master?" Shen Guanyu was puzzled.
Chen Shui chuckled and said: "It's not what you think, it's just a little selfishness as a teacher.
Your master is not good at raising children, and you cannot enter the place where he retreats with your current cultivation level.
If you have a chance to meet him in the future, remember to ask him for a meeting gift after you kowtow. He is very rich!
Everywhere in the Xiang Zhun Peak has its hidden treasures, and they will all be yours from now on.
As for filial piety, he never cares."
Master: You prodigal brat, come here and I promise not to beat you to death.
Shen Guanyu agreed, and then asked a question: "Master, can I know how old you are?"
"Five hundred and thirty-two years old."
"Where is the master?" She has three years of free rights and has read a lot of information in the library.
The 121st sect leader was the youngest Nascent Soul monk among his generation. He passed away at the end of his thousand-year-old life two hundred and eighty years ago.
In today's Tiannan Continent, the best longevity elixir can only extend one's life by two hundred years.
As for the legendary retreat, Taiyi Sect advocates letting nature take its course without fighting, and does not encourage disciples to make such sacrifices either for themselves or for the sect.
Chen Shui looked at her, then shook his head and said with a smile: "You will know when you grow up."
Master, can you be more perfunctory? That's what Shen Guanyu said in his eyes.
Chen Shui was so happy that he took out an object and said, "Here, give this to Ao Xian and refine it in the Dantian. Not to mention the ninth level, even the tenth level will not be able to detect its dragon breath."
Ao Xian came out with a cry: "The phantom breath jade talisman from the fairy world is a good thing.
Thank you, Master!" Xiaolongzhao also bowed.
Zhui Feng roared twice before remembering that it could transmit sounds: "Where's my master?"
Chen Shui is very happy to accept a disciple and comes with two little ones, a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right!
He took out a jade box from the storage ring and opened it. Inside was a small and green seven-leaf clover.
Ao Xian looked back and forth at Zhui Feng and Ling Cao.
Zhui Feng didn’t recognize it, but it had a special desire to swallow it in one gulp.
It grabbed the corner of her sister's trousers, and Shen Guanyu looked closer: "Master, is this the Speechless Grass that can make monsters below the seventh level turn into bones?"
Demons pay attention to their bloodline. Demons with high bloodline can speak when they are born, and some can even turn into human form as soon as they are born. Their intelligence is the same as that of humans. This is called the demon clan.
Sometimes just applying bloodline suppression to the lower level can lead to a complete victory without eating the Speech Grass. For details, please refer to Ao Xian.
If the bloodline is low, it may be possible to develop wisdom at the third, fourth or fifth level, to achieve the inner elixir at the sixth level, to refine the horizontal bones at the seventh level to speak human words, and to transform into human form at the eighth level.
Some may also be restricted by their bloodline, and can only cultivate to the seventh level. If they do not cultivate to the seventh level without Speech Grass, they will not be able to speak human language or monster language. This is a monster.
Zhui Feng is somewhere between the two, more like a demon beast, but its bloodline has returned to its ancestors and has been inherited in the Tiger Mansion, so it can already be regarded as a demon clan.
If there is another chance to obtain a drop of blood essence from the ancestor, it will advance faster and be able to speak in advance.
However, the blood essence of mythical beasts and great demons has always been hard to come by, and humans can also refine it to strengthen themselves, so when Ao Xian was discovered before breaking out of his shell, he would be robbed here and there.
"Exactly." Chen Shui fed Zhui Feng some Speech Grass, and the little guy swallowed it in one gulp. After a few breaths, he stretched out his claws to scratch his throat.
Chen Shui stopped it and cast a spell to help it refine and absorb the medicinal power.
There was red and cyan light emanating from the lower part of Zhui Feng's throat, and the little guy lay on the ground and stretched his neck.
Shen Guanyu touched his throat, "Will it hurt?"
"Maybe a little bit." Chen Shui also got it by accident. It was the first time he saw a demon eating this herb.
This was also the first time Ao Xian saw him, so he kept getting closer to Zhui Feng to observe.
After enough tea time, Zhui Feng's body disappeared and he coughed a few times.
"Chasing the Wind." Ao Xian and Shen Guanyu called it at the same time.
"I'm thirsty!" A little voice that was cuter than Ao Xian came out of Zhui Feng's mouth.
Shen Guanyu quickly used water spiritual power to turn it into water and gave it a drink.
Chen Shui used multiple rejuvenation spells on Little Zhui Feng who was drinking water.
"Xiaoyu, both of its problems have been solved. Now it's your problem."
"I have a problem too?" Shen Guanyu's water line paused for a moment, but Zhui Feng was also full, "I won't drink anymore."
Chen Shui nodded slightly and told them what they saw in the Danyuan: "... Even the photo jade cannot record the changes in the fire.
I was wondering if it might have something to do with your alchemy furnace."
Last time, he had doubts about Shen Guanyu's sudden opening of the Dantian of the Sea of Consciousness, but at that time it was inappropriate to ask about the name.
That was not the case now. He did not interfere with his disciple's opportunities, but he had to intervene if it jeopardized her practice.
Shen Guanyu and Ao Xian were still debating what to say, when Zhui Feng opened his mouth: "It's that bad tree, it's a white ball trying to take over my sister."