"Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang!" Young shouts sounded at the entrance of the cave. A girl was jumping in from the entrance of the cave and shouted to Jiang Zhou who was sitting on the stone platform.
stand up.
"Second girl! You don't understand any rules! How can you be so rude to Master Xian?" Beside Jiang Zhou, an old man with white hair and beard was untying Jiang Zhou's bandages. When he heard the girl's shouting, he immediately turned his head.
, yelled and cursed loudly.
After being scolded by the old man, the girl, who had been smiling just now, curled her mouth, her face full of grievances, her two round and big eyes were immediately filled with tears, and she opened her mouth to burst into tears.
"Old Zhang! Why bother!" Seeing that the girl was about to cry, Jiang Zhou immediately smiled. He first said something to the old man, and then waved his hand towards the girl with an aggrieved face, and said with a smile: "
Erya! Stop crying! Come on! What do you want from me?"
"Master Immortal! Please don't! You are an immortal in the sky. How can we offend the common people?" After hearing Jiang Zhou's words, the old man said with excitement on his face: "Besides, if you hadn't come to rescue us, we would all
Everyone in the town will die in the hands of those evil people! You are the reborn parents of our town, so naturally we must respect you respectfully!"
As he spoke, the old man's eyes turned red, and he knelt down in front of Jiang Zhou and kowtowed several times. Jiang Zhou also had a look of helplessness on his face when he saw this. This kind of scene has happened almost every day for the past month.
It has to be performed a dozen times!
It has only been in the past few months that Jiang Zhou has become a real immortal cultivator. He does not have the feeling of being superior at all. On the contrary, he is a little uncomfortable being treated like this by these small town residents. He stretched out his hand to help the old man up, and Jiang Zhou smiled bitterly.
Then he said: "Mr. Zhang! I have told you many times that I am not a fairy! I just know a little fairy magic, and I am not a fairy! You are older than me, and I can't stand you being like this.
A big gift!"
But no matter how Jiang Zhou tried to persuade him, Mr. Zhang, the oldest man in the town, refused to accept Jiang Zhou’s statement. As people get older, they will inevitably become stubborn, and this Mr. Zhang is obviously like this. Moreover, Jiang Zhou is
It was a fact that they were the savior of the residents of their town. Jiang Zhou really had nothing to say to convince Mr. Zhang.
More than a month has passed since the last time he fought against two disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. In that battle, Jiang Zhou was also seriously injured. Not to mention anything else, just the sword wound on Jiang Zhou's chest.
Jiang Zhou was almost eviscerated!
If Jiang Zhou hadn't become a true immortal cultivator, such an injury would have killed Jiang Zhou on the spot! Even so, Jiang Zhou still rested for nearly a month before he was able to recover from the injury.
It took a lot of effort to get Mr. Zhang to stop kowtowing and continue to let Mr. Zhang untie the bandages on his body. At the same time, he also listened to what the girl named Erya said. In fact, Erya had nothing to do and just came to tell Jiang.
Zhou, all the immortal cultivators who occupied the foot of the mountain have disappeared, and they came here specifically to tell Jiang Zhou.
During the battle that day, there was a lot of commotion in the entire town. Jiang Zhou was seriously injured again and should not stay for a long time. Therefore, the surviving residents of the town sent Jiang Zhou to a cave next to the town to hide. Sure enough, there was no
Two days later, immortal cultivators arrived one after another to check on the situation.
Fortunately, there are not many immortal cultivators who are as careless about human life as the two disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. The most that these immortal cultivators came to do was to tyrannically occupy the houses of those small town residents, but they did not do anything evil. This way, one passed
After many months, the cultivators who found nothing found out naturally left like this.
"It seems like the Lotus Sect's affairs have caused too much trouble. Otherwise, how could there be so many immortal cultivators coming to this border town!" Jiang Zhou thought about it carefully. After much deliberation, he probably still had the Lotus Sect.
The impact of the sect's destruction was too great.
"Ah!" Jiang Zhou was thinking about this when suddenly a exclamation came from beside him. It was Mr. Zhang who was untying Jiang Zhou's bandage. He saw Mr. Zhang looking at Jiang Zhou's body in surprise, and said with a click of his tongue: "
He is indeed a god! He was so seriously injured, but not even a single scar was left on his body!"
Jiang Zhou lowered his head and took a look. Sure enough, as Mr. Zhang said, the skin on his chest was smooth and white. It didn't look like he was injured at all. It was much better than a woman's skin. Of course Jiang Zhou knew this.
It's just the result of my own cultivation of immortality, it doesn't count. I smiled, picked up the clothes from the side, and started to put them on my body.
"Ah? This is..." At this time, Mr. Zhang exclaimed again, pointed at Jiang Zhou's back, and said, "Isn't it that Master Xian is not injured here?"
"Oh! That! This is something I've had since I was a child. It should be a birthmark!" Jiang Zhou couldn't see his back, but he knew what Mr. Zhang was talking about. There was a brown-black patch on Jiang Zhou's back.
The shape of the shadow is a bit like an eagle spreading its wings.
In Jiang Zhou's impression, this mark has been there since he was a child. Even after he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals and his whole body was reborn, all the scars and moles on his body were gone, but this mark was not eliminated. At first, Jiang Zhou
Zhou was still a little strange, but as time went by, he became too lazy to care.
Jiang Zhou said this, but Mr. Zhang still hesitated, frowned his white eyebrows, and said: "Birthmark? I have seen many birthmarks, but I have never seen a birthmark like this?"
In response to Mr. Zhang's question, Jiang Zhou just smiled and said no more. Whether it was the birthmark or other things, Jiang Zhou used to imagine that this was the only testimony left to him by his family. But as time went by,
, Jiang Zhou no longer cared about those family members who never showed up.
Mr. Zhang seemed to realize that he was talking too much and couldn't help but panic. Although Jiang Zhou didn't take offense, he smiled awkwardly and was busy helping to deal with the discarded bandages. After handling them, he took the second girl to panic.
He said goodbye and left.
After Mr. Zhang left, Jiang Zhou, who was sitting alone on the stone platform, was silent for a long time. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and his face recovered a lot. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he heard a clanging sound.
A lot of things fell to the ground out of thin air.
Among them were a large banner broken into two pieces, a shining sword, and a large cauldron half a man tall, plus some scattered flowers and plants, and in the blink of an eye, the ground around Jiang Zhou was covered.
Paved all over.
These are the trophies from the battle more than a month ago. Jiang Zhou was seriously injured before and didn't care about it. Now that his injury is healed, he naturally needs to take care of these trophies.
The big banner that was broken into two pieces was Junior Brother Na Luo's soul-summoning flag. Although it was cut off by the Qingfeng Sword, it was still a low-grade magic weapon after all. At least there was still a lot of spiritual power in it. I just thought about the use of this soul-summoning flag.
, Jiang Zhou felt sick in his heart, frowned, and simply ignored the soul-calling flag.
As for the sharp sword, it was the sword that seriously injured Jiang Zhou. When he saw the sharp sword, Jiang Zhou's eyes lit up immediately. Without saying a word, the sword fell into Jiang Zhou's hand with a casual move.
, the weapon refining technique directly fuses this sword!
This is already the third magical weapon that Jiang Zhou has integrated. Practice makes perfect. Now Jiang Zhou is also very good at using the weapon refining technique. Soon, a large amount of spiritual power appears in his body.
This time Jiang Zhou did not let his spiritual power flow freely, but quickly used the Red Lotus Technique. The first level of the Red Lotus Technique had been practiced before, and he needed a lot of spiritual power to attack the second level!
Even though Jiang Zhoudang was sitting cross-legged, he was silently using the spiritual power he had just acquired, and launched an attack towards the second floor at once!
Half an hour passed, and an hour passed. Jiang Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, was already sweating profusely, but the shackles on the second level of the Red Lotus Jue were still strong, with no sign of being broken!
Damn it! Jiang Zhou couldn't help but reveal a trace of decadence on his face when he opened his eyes. He underestimated the Red Lotus Technique! He thought that by absorbing the spiritual power of the magic weapon, he would definitely be able to hit the next level, but he didn't expect the Red Lotus Technique.
The shackles of promotion in Jue are much stronger than he imagined! The spiritual power contained in a low-grade magic weapon can't even break through the second level of Red Lotus Jue! Then how much spiritual power will be needed for subsequent practice!
No wonder the people of the Lotus Sect would rather find another set of exercises than practice the Red Lotus Technique!
Jiang Zhou couldn't help but feel annoyed, and even a hint of regret. He was thinking about giving up the Red Lotus Technique and trying other techniques again.
Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Zhou's eyes glanced around subconsciously, then suddenly stopped and landed directly on the big cauldron next to him!
This big square cauldron fell off after Senior Brother Liu died, and the flowers and plants around it were all originally placed in the big cauldron. Originally, this big square cauldron was only the size of a hand, but after it fell from Senior Brother Liu, it was
It became so big in an instant!
The carving patterns on the cauldron are simple and simple, and they look like they have gone through countless years. There is a strong medicinal fragrance exuding from both inside and outside of the cauldron. It seems that the elixir must have been refined with great effort.
Regarding elixirs, although Jiang Zhou had never come into contact with them before, he had heard when talking to Ying Hong that there were many ways to cultivate immortality, and it was not just martial arts. There were elixirs, formations, and even
There are some special talents who can enter the great path just by studying! Judging from this cauldron, this senior brother Liu should be the alchemist who cultivates alchemy and medicine!
This big cauldron is not a magic weapon, but it can also become larger or smaller. Moreover, the medicinal fragrance emitted from both inside and outside of this big cauldron has a faint spiritual power, which makes Jiang Zhou couldn't help but feel moved. Seeing this impact on Honglian
The second level of the art was about to fail, but a thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Zhou's mind. He raised his hand and grabbed the big cauldron!
Strange to say, this big tripod was as tall as half a man, but when Jiang Zhou caught him, the tripod immediately shrank until it was only as big as a hand, floating above Jiang Zhou's palm. Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhou
Zhou even strengthened his confidence, holding the cauldron with both hands, and silently chanting in his heart: Refining Art! Refining it for me!