"No." Chen Guo replied decisively, "It has nothing to do with you. It's just that some people are uneasy when they see that we have more disciples than before.
The Qi refining period is when we should lay the foundation, and we don’t live up to that empty name.”
Shen Guanyu thought along this point, "Isn't that Xiange a living sign that has been set up?"
"Hey! It depends on whether Qu Sang is willing or not." Guanmeng Zhenjun really wanted to go back to Zangshan to take a look at the excitement.
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Of course Zhenjun Qu Sang was not willing to do so. After she finished refining the elixir, she received news that her apprentice had obtained the Glazed Fire, so she immediately found Lieyang.
"Brother, are you old and wise? Or have you taken the wrong pill?" In order to show the world that the sect is rich in resources and fully help the disciples obtain rare treasures and practice, she pushed her disciple in front of others?
"Junior sister, pay attention to your wording." Lieyang, who had received several requests for the Glazed Fire Communication Talisman, felt happy and decided not to argue with his junior sister.
"What the hell!" Qu Sang slapped his hands on the table in front of him, "Xiange is only five years old. For such a little kid, you have given her a great opportunity to return to Tibet Mountain and become famous. What will she do in the future?" How to make friends when going out, and how to exercise when going out.
Senior brother, do you think my apprentice died not fast enough?"
"Qu Sang!" Lieyang stood up instantly, "It has not been long since my Guiyuan clan was introduced to the sect. It is just a small trial. I have to have a different fire that no one else can ask for to recognize the master. This is something that can make me proud of other cultivators. .
Why do you think I don't think she died quickly enough?
Aren't the sect's resources given priority to the direct disciples to help them advance faster?
Who dares to mess with them if they are highly cultivated?"
"You dare to be a calamity cultivator, you dare to be a demon cultivator, an evil cultivator or even a Taoist cultivator!" Qu Sang gritted his teeth. Geniuses and prodigies were all the targets of others' "care".
Lieyang was dissatisfied with her misinterpretation of his good intentions, and asked coldly: "Is my Guiyuan Sect made of clay? Don't I take revenge for my disciples?"
"You are arrogant!" Qu Sangzhenjun wanted to open his head to see if there was water in it. Is there any use in holding a grudge after the person is dead? "I tell you, anyone who comes to lend my disciple the use of strange fire to heal their wounds, we will all Not going.
Moreover, from today onwards, my Danxi Peak furnace will be closed. If you use the elixir, find someone else to refine it!"
She was too lazy to fight with this bastard, so she turned around and flew down out of the hall. She met several senior brothers and sisters on the way, and she just nodded and disappeared without a trace.
"Qu Sang!" A Nascent Soul Lord didn't even stop her. He turned around and said to everyone: "Lieyang's original intention is for the good of the sect."
The other true king glanced at the palace indifferently and said: "Some things are judged by deeds but not by heart. The direct disciples in the sect are not weeds on the roadside. Once you cut a stub, another one will grow quickly.
I'm going to see Qu Sang first." After saying that, he turned and left.
The remaining Nascent Soul Lords all looked at each other, Junior Brother Lieyang was quite stable before!
Unexpectedly, the junior brother has been at odds with the Taiyi Sect in the past hundred years, and he is afraid that as more and more disciples are accepted, the Guiyuan Sect will be suppressed again.
Recently, he has been doing stupid things more frequently, and he has been trying to attract a few years old to gain fame.
Several Nascent Soul Lords entered the main hall with their own thoughts.
Over here, Zi Che Xiange could finally visit the place where his grandfather lived, but he didn't want to be watched and looked at everywhere when he was shopping in the market.
She saw her grandfather shielding her from other people's spiritual prying eyes several times, and said quickly: "Grandpa, let's go back quickly. A few people were staring at me just now. It was very uncomfortable."
There were many unkind glances passing by, and even some fellow disciples wearing Guiyuan Sect robes had jealousy hidden in their eyes.
"We'll go back right now." Zi Che Zhulang decided to look for Zhenjun Qu Sang.
As soon as she left the gate of Fangshi, she met the found Lord Qu Sang. She felt extremely distressed when she saw Xian Ge, who had lost a lot of weight due to conquering the alien fire.
"Master is here to pick you up."
"Master." Xiao Xiange threw herself into Qu Sang's arms, feeling endless grievances to say.
Qu Sang patted her back and took them to the flying boat: "From today on, Master will always stay by your side. We will not go down the mountain until we build the foundation."
Zi Che Zhulang wanted to say something, but when he saw his granddaughter's pale face, he didn't open his mouth.
"Master, I miss Sister Xiaoyu and Sister Yan." They would never hate her because they have advanced fast spiritual skills, but many people in the Meng Academy class don't want to pay attention to her.
Qu Sang sighed secretly, she was careless. The apprentice did not develop feelings for his classmates in the Meng Academy, so he went into seclusion for half a year due to refining the alien fire, and he was not familiar with the various peaks.
"Alas!" She stroked the little baby's head, "Master will take over the task of the cute school class tomorrow. How about going to and from school with you?"
Xiao Xiange raised her thin face, caught her grandfather's concerned eyes, and said, "Master, I want to go and study with the new disciples."
"You are a direct disciple..." Qu Sang suddenly thought that the class his apprentice was in was from the previous two years, and the youngest child in the class was two years older than his apprentice.
She pondered for a moment, then took off the jade pendant hanging on Xian Ge's waist, and hung a piece of Hidden Breath Jade around her neck: "Let's adjust our cultivation to the third level of Qi Refining and change our name."
After learning the basics of Mengxue, I will teach again. There is not much difference between the internal and external classes.
What's more, to become a great alchemist, you should be able to deal with different people with a long-term and attentive mind.
"Thank you, Master." Xian Ge happily revealed the fifth level of Qi refining, and then reached the third level.
She didn't see Zi Che Zhulang's surprise when her true cultivation level was revealed just now: "Senior Qu Sang?" Isn't her granddaughter at the fourth level of Qi Refining?
"It doesn't matter, these two are ancient treasures. No one in the sect can see it, let alone outsiders." Qu Sang was very confident about this.
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So of course Shen Guanyu could not know that Xian Ge was in the middle stage of Qi refining at such a young age.
And with the two Nascent Soul Sovereigns, she had no time to think about other things.
Because at this time, she was sitting in a private room on the third floor of the secret city of Suwang City, listening to the auctioneer outside blowing dragon tears into the sky. She had already bid for 880,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
"With 880,000 low-grade spiritual stones, is there anyone who wants to increase the price?
This is the last dragon's tear on the market. Although it is the sixth level, it can be added to all levels of medicine to increase its medicinal properties."
"Nine hundred and eighty thousand!" A private room on the second floor suddenly prohibited the doors and windows from being opened wide, and a monk in brown clothes said loudly: "Fellow Taoists who are bidding, I accept the offer of the Sanxu Alliance Pill Path, but I haven't caught up with the Cultivation Alliance Treasure Building.
Auction, I came here specifically to look for Dragon Tears.
If you are interested in bidding, I will accompany you until the end."
The entire secret market suddenly fell silent, "Master Dan..." the auctioneer reminded carefully not to mess with the rules, but he did not want to offend an alchemist who was in the late stage of alchemy.
"Dan Tuzi, I'm trying to save you face by giving up Dragon Tears." After a low voice came from another room, many people followed suit.
There are very few monks who would not give face to the alchemist.
Shen Guanyu looked around, wondering if someone would jump out?
For a long time, no one raised the price in the entire hall or on the second and third floors. Shen Guanyu thought to himself that the alchemist was indeed different from ordinary monks.
Below, the auctioneer rang the gong for the second time helplessly, "980,000 low-grade spiritual stones for the second time. Are there any fellow Taoists who will follow up?"