Immortal Road

"Well said!" Many outer sect disciples gathered outside the Ishikawa Gate to watch the excitement and cheered together. These outer sect disciples are indeed very poor in qualifications, but they are all people with spiritual roots. When they come to this sect, they are treated as servants. It is strange that they have no resentment in their hearts. Hearing what Ishikawa said, all the grievances and complaints in his heart were immediately brought out.

The faces of monks surnamed Hua and Huang Shulang changed slightly. The monk surnamed Hua seemed to have never experienced such a formation, and he was a little panicked for a moment.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? This is Elder Sun's direct disciple. You are going to rebel." Huang Shulang was afraid that this group of people would swarm up. Even at the fourth level of the Qi training stage, he couldn't withstand the punches and kicks of dozens of people.

"Stay away from Qingchuan from now on." The monk surnamed Hua said viciously and couldn't squeeze out from the crowd.

"Qingchuan?" That cute little girl appeared in Ishikawa's mind. It has been a year since I saw Qingchuan, and Ishikawa doesn't know what Qingchuan has become now.

It's not that Ishikawa doesn't want to meet, it's just that one inner disciple and one outer disciple of the two have no chance to meet. And Ishikawa didn't want to implicate Qingchuan because of his own reasons.

However, if Qingchuan is accepted as a disciple by any elder, he will be much better than Ishikawa in this outer sect. As for the relationship between the monk surnamed Hua and Qingchuan, Ishikawa didn't bother to care about it.

"It's okay, everyone has dispersed!" Ishikawa waved his hand and drove everyone back, preparing to go back to breathe and breathe.

Ishikawa's neither humbleness nor arrogance resonated with many people, and everyone looked at Ishikawa differently than before.

"Is Ishikawa here?" A clear female voice came over.

In the weapon refining workshop, there are very few female disciples, and the few that are there are still the models of lions roaring from the east of the river. Such a delicate voice naturally attracted the attention of many people.

"Qingchuan! It's really you!" Ishikawa shouted in surprise. Ishikawa almost didn't recognize the arrival of Qingchuan, who looked like a fairy in a white dress. This year, Qingchuan has changed a lot. Not only has he become more generous, but his cultivation has also reached the second level of the Qi training period.

"Brother Shitou" Qingchuan almost flew over.

"Come and sit inside." As a deacon, Ishikawa has this right. His room is connected to the scrap storage room and is quite spacious.

"What happened to Ishikawa today? So many inner disciples came to see him."

"This senior sister named Qingchuan is really beautiful. She seems to have a normal relationship with Ishikawa."

"Tsk, tsk, it's so beautiful. I'm going to wait here until Qingchuan comes out, so I can take a closer look."

"You're such a nymphomaniac, you're going to get slapped again soon."

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Ishikawa and Qingchuan ignored other people's comments. They closed the door and looked at each other. For a long time, they didn't say a word.

In Shijiacun, the two met almost every day and talked about everything. Suddenly, they hadn't seen each other for a year. When they met this time, both of them had endless things to tell each other, but now, they both had a thousand words on their minds and didn't know where to start.

"Puch!" The two suddenly laughed at the same time.

"Brother Shitou, you won't forget me, will you?" Qingchuan said angrily.

"No way." Ishikawa said half-jokingly, "I feel relieved when I see you become a grown-up girl. I have always missed you, but you don't miss me and don't come to see me."

"I have always wanted to come to see you." Qingchuan's eyes were slightly red: "But the master didn't allow it. This time, I begged the master many times and Elder Sun helped to speak, so she agreed."

"Elder Sun, does he have a direct disciple named Hua?" Ishikawa suddenly thought of the monk named Hua who had just arrived in the morning.

"You're talking about Senior Brother Hua Xiong? Do you know him?" Qingchuan asked in surprise.

"I've heard a little bit." Ishikawa said calmly, as if he understood what Hua Xiong meant.

"Senior Brother Hua often gives me things, but I don't want anything. There is also Senior Brother Huang Shulang and Huang who is here to guide us. The two of them hang out together every day and murmur."

As Qingchuan was talking, he suddenly stopped talking. He looked at Ishikawa who was listening with great interest, and his expression changed slightly.

"Why don't you tell me?" Ishikawa was very happy. Qingchuan had not changed yet. He was still the silly little girl who told him everything.

"I'm sorry, Brother Shitou, I shouldn't have said this. You are in the outer sect now, and you can't practice the exercises. The reason why Master agreed to my coming this time was because Elder Yan said you were a waste." , Qingchuan's eye circles turned slightly red.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ishikawa smiled helplessly and shook his head. It turned out that this little girl was afraid of hurting herself by saying such things. In fact, how did she know that it only took Ishikawa one year to reach the fifth level of the Qi training stage? Looking at the entire Shui Ling Sect, there was no one who cultivated so quickly.

Of course, Ishikawa felt there was no need to tell Qingchuan about this matter. He knew too many things and it would be of no benefit to Qingchuan.

However, Ishikawa got an important message from it, that is, the senior elders of Shuiling Sect have completely regarded Ishikawa as a waste. This means that Ishikawa's future life will be very stable and safe.

Without the interruption of these people, Ishikawa can enjoy the use of elixirs and spiritual stones to practice. He can refine a few magic weapons in his spare time and his life is quite comfortable.

Qingchuan took out a folded handkerchief from his close-fitting clothes, opened it carefully, took out a pill, handed it to Ishikawa and said: "Brother Shitou, there is a pill here. Even if you can't practice, you can still practice it." It’s good for your body.”

Shichuan saw at a glance that this was the Ningling Pill commonly used by Qi training disciples. The efficacy of this pill was not high, so Shichuan did not purchase much this time. However, Qingchuan kept it close to her body as if it were a treasure, which meant that she did not get many pills on a regular basis, and this should be specially prepared for Shichuan.

Shichuan's eyes appeared the little girl holding half a mooncake, and his eyes could not help but warm up. He took the Ningling Pill and swallowed the pill with Qingchuan's body fragrance in one gulp.

This was Qingchuan's friendship. No matter what the value was, it was extremely valuable in Shichuan's heart.

Half an hour later, Shichuan had a general understanding of Qingchuan's recent situation. As a disciple of Elder Yan, Qingchuan was much stronger than ordinary inner disciples. In addition, he was born with four water spirit roots, so Qingchuan was able to reach the second level of Qi training within a year.

"Qingchuan, don't worry, I'm not bad here. I've become a deacon now. Now I don't have to work, and I'm relaxed every day." Shichuan pretended to be relaxed.

It was not until noon that Qingchuan reluctantly left. This was the longest vacation she could get. Elder Yan was very strict with Qingchuan, and the time for daily practice was very tight.

As soon as Qingchuan left, a group of people couldn't wait to run to Shichuan's room.

"Brother Shi! Who is that beautiful sister?"

"Xiao Si, your saliva has flowed on my clothes"

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Shichuan finally coaxed these people out. After a morning of tossing, Shichuan finally had a quiet space. Shichuan savored every word of Qingchuan carefully, with a warm smile on his face.

Qingchuan came this time and brought Shichuan a very important message, that is, the ancient ruins. According to legend, there are a large number of treasures left by ancient predecessors in the ancient ruins, such as various elixirs and magic tools.

Every three years, several major sects will work together to open the teleportation array of the ancient ruins, allowing the inner disciples of each sect to go in and find the treasures left by the ancient monks.

This is also a patent of the inner disciples.

It is impossible to say that the ancient ruins have no attraction to Ishikawa, but becoming an inner disciple is simply impossible for Ishikawa.

Ishikawa simply stopped thinking about these things.

At this time, Ishikawa's spiritual power has almost recovered, and the fatigue has disappeared with the arrival of Qingchuan.

Ishikawa remembered that he had not looked at the two storage bags he got last night.

He took one out casually, and the things inside really disappointed Ishikawa. In addition to a few magic tools that Ishikawa didn't like, there were only dozens of spiritual stones and ordinary elixirs.

Ishikawa shook his head, and didn't expect that there were cultivators poorer than him.

He took out the second storage bag. Ishikawa didn't have much hope, but when he injected his spiritual consciousness into it, he was almost stunned. There were more than a thousand spiritual stones in this storage bag. Although there were not many elixirs, it was enough for Ishikawa to use for a month. And there were a lot of messy talismans and magic tools.

This storage bag should belong to the cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training period. Ishikawa secretly exhaled. If he hadn't used a trick to cut off one of his hands first, it would have been difficult for him to escape from them.

These talismans alone were difficult for Ishikawa to resist.

After Ishikawa cut off his palm, he didn't give him a chance to breathe, so he killed him so easily, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Ishikawa thought that he could deal with emergencies with his protective armor and the mother-and-child shuttle. The bloody fight yesterday made Ishikawa deeply realize that his strength was not strong enough.

The talismans, spirit stones and elixirs were put away separately. Ishikawa looked at the magic weapons. There was nothing special. Some of them were indeed stronger than Ishikawa's black iron sword and mother-and-child shuttle, but Ishikawa still threw these magic weapons into the earth mother stone to turn them into qi training materials. Otherwise, if they were discovered by the elders of the dead monks, Ishikawa would be in big trouble.

In the storage bag of this fifth-level Qi training cultivator, there was an exquisite small box that attracted Ishikawa's attention. Inside the small box was a thumb-sized bead, pure white, but Ishikawa could not feel any spiritual power from it.

Obviously, this bead was definitely not an ordinary item, but what made Ishikawa wonder was why there was no spiritual power fluctuation on this bead?

Ishikawa condensed a trace of spiritual power and slowly injected it into the bead, wanting to detect the texture of the bead. Unexpectedly, this spiritual power was like a drop in the ocean, and was instantly absorbed by the bead.

Ishikawa looked at the bead in surprise, and condensed a trace of spiritual power again, and this spiritual power was also quickly swallowed by the bead.

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Half an hour later, Ishikawa stared at the bead with his eyes wide open, his face full of inexplicable confusion. Ishikawa had already injected all the spiritual power in his body into it, but the bead was like a bottomless pit, and as long as there was spiritual power, it would continue to swallow.

However, there were faint cloud patterns on this bead. Ishikawa secretly guessed that this might be related to the spiritual power he injected. Maybe, when a certain amount of spiritual power was injected, this bead would change.

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