Awakening as an apprentice, I can fuse the powerhouses of all worlds

Ji Jun left Da Zhou when he was young, so much so that he himself forgot what Da Zhou was like.

He seldom thinks about it, even though he has set foot in the Golden Core Realm, he never went back.

After all, it is not a good memory to leave home at a young age.

But there are a few people in the sect who still pay attention to Da Zhou, such as the suzerain Tian Xuanzi, such as the old god Qu Yangping.

After all, Ji Jun has always had an inseparable relationship with Da Zhou. If Ji Jun suddenly cares about Da Zhou, and Da Zhou has a problem, it will inevitably have an impact on Ji Jun's mentality.

At that time, it may affect Ji Jun's practice.

They will do their best to remove any obstacles that may hinder Ji Jun's path of cultivation.

It is precisely because of this kind of nanny-style treatment that Ji Jun can break through to the fourth level of Jindan so smoothly in only 12 years.

Talent is one aspect, and full support from the sect is another aspect.

Qu Yangping tossed out a few copper coins, which suddenly emitted a strange light, as if there was a circulation of yin and yang, and the two forms coexisted.

When the copper coin landed on the letter, it emitted a purple light and immediately burned violently.

The flames are raging, but the temperature cannot be felt. In the purple light, some pictures are vaguely floating.

"It's not simple, it's not simple."

Qu Yangping touched his beard, but he didn't know what he saw.

The so-called specialization in the art industry, Qu Yangping's ability to spy on the secrets of heaven, even Jindan Zhenjun can't match it.

If he used the turtle-snake armor given to him by his 'ancestor', he could even cover up the secrets of heaven, even Yuanying Tianjun couldn't detect it!

"Teacher, lead him down."

With a plan in mind, Qu Yangping threw another storage bag at Zhao Fang,

"I don't take advantage of others in vain. After reading your letter, I can use this spirit stone as compensation."

Zhao Fang took the storage bag and felt it briefly. There are at least [-] low-grade spirit stones!
Zhao Fang couldn't hide his joy. If he didn't consider his family, as an outer disciple, he could only receive 100 yuan of low-grade spirit stones a year.

This 1 yuan low-grade spirit stone is a huge sum of money!
And the price is nothing more than a letter from home, how many such transactions he does!
Zhao Fang hurriedly thanked him, Qu Yangping waved his hand and said:
"A few spirit stones are not worth mentioning, and they may still be of use to you in the future."

Zhao Fang promised:
"Elder, just do what you say!"

Qu Yangping nodded and let the two retreat.

Watching the figures of the two gradually disappear, Qu Yangping muttered to himself.

"A group of lunatics who dare to break ground on the head of the uncle, really can't tell how much they are."

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

Not long after the Zongmen Grand Competition ended, the disciples were engrossed in the wonderful fight of the Grand Competition, and many of them even felt enlightened by it.

There are many disciples who have not returned to the sect for a long time, and they also take this opportunity to deepen their feelings and exchange their cultivation experience.

Some disciples also took advantage of the opportunity of returning to the sect to hand over the tasks they had completed in the past. They went to the Hall of Ten Thousand Eternals to scan the list of tasks, and received a basketful of tasks.

The Hall of Ten Thousand Ages is actually the 'Hall of All Things', a place dedicated to releasing sect missions.

If disciples of the sect want to obtain the cultivation resources within the sect, apart from the annual fixed salary, they can only increase their contribution value of the sect.

Accepting sect missions is the most direct and effective way to increase contribution value.

Thousands of miles away from Taixuanzong, there is a middle-aged beautiful woman who is running away crazily.

Her body was covered in blood, and her eyes were full of exhaustion.

She was too tired, running for her life for two consecutive months, even with the strength of the seventh level of foundation building, she could hardly stand it anymore.

Behind her, there are three people chasing after her, none of them are weaker than her!

The distance between the two sides is hundreds of meters, the one behind cannot catch up, and the one in front cannot escape.

"Several, there is no life-and-death enmity between us, why bother to force each other!"

"If you let it go, there will be a generous gift in the future!"

The blood-stained woman ran and shouted loudly, hoping that the few people would change their minds and stop chasing her.

But obviously, she probably yelled a lot on the way, and the three people who were chasing and killing were still indifferent, and the distance between the two sides couldn't help but narrowed a few meters.

"Second Zhao, stop talking nonsense, the suzerain wants your head by name, we have been chasing you for two months, how can we just let it go?!"

"If you're sensible, just obediently grab your hands and catch it, and the three of us can give you a good time, otherwise, at least you will have to suffer a thousand cuts!"

The three of them threatened fiercely, this bastard Zhao's second child can really run, and the three of them chased her for two months, from the Tianlun Mountains to the land of Nanqi, and they chased her for hundreds of thousands of miles!
If the suzerain hadn't promised that Zhao Laoer's head was worth three Gathering Pills, the three of them wouldn't be chasing so desperately!

When Zhao Lao Er is captured, her whole body cultivation must be abolished, let her serve the three of them well, have a good time, and then cut her into pieces, so as to vent the hatred in the hearts of the three of them!

Zhao Lao Er secretly groaned in his heart, and he didn't know where he had offended these people, so why did he chase after her and bite her to death?

Originally, they wanted to spend some money to eliminate the disaster, but these three people actually said that their heads were worth three gathering pills!

Three Gathering Pills, even if all her net worth is wiped out, it may not be possible to get them together!

However, the strength of the three of them is not weaker than her. If they are one on one, she is naturally not afraid, but with the three of them working together, she can only run away.

Under full speed, the foundation-building cultivator's mana can last for about one month.

Zhao Lao Er ran away desperately for two consecutive months. During this period, he did not know how many pills to supplement the spiritual energy, and now the pills are about to bottom out.

In addition to being exhausted mentally and mentally, Er Er Zhao felt ruthless, so he didn't run away at all, and fought with the three of them!

Even if you die, you have to pull a back!
Even if a Foundation Establishment cultivator is not like a mortal, his energy is limited, mana consumption needs to be recovered, and mental fatigue needs to be rested.

Now, Zhao's second child is almost exhausted.

"Why, don't you run away?"

The three of them were overjoyed, feeling that Zhao Lao Er had exhausted his mana and couldn't hold on anymore.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Lao Er rushed towards the three of them at full speed, ready to kill the carbine.

You can only give it a go, put it to death and survive!
Zhao Laoer's sudden attack was effective, injuring one of them.

But the other two were on guard, no sneak attack would be effective.

The man's injuries were not fatal, so he took a few healing pills and joined the battle again.

The three surrounded them, their moves were interlocking, and their coordination was excellent. Zhao's second child was soon unable to hold on, and was repeatedly injured by the three.

"puff!"

One of them shot down with a single palm, knocking Zhao Laoer hundreds of meters away, hitting the mountain wall fiercely, and falling some gravel.

After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, Zhao Lao Er was seriously injured. She knew that she was going to confess here, so she couldn't help showing despair in her eyes.

"Is this the person?"

"Fortunately, it's too late. If I'm one step late, the first sect mission I take will die prematurely."