Immortal Road

On the floating stone.

In the northwest corner, there is a dense thatched house. No one would have thought that in the core of Jingtian Country, on the floating stone, there would be such a dilapidated residence. If it were in the outside world, even mortals without spiritual power would not bother to live there.

Although these dilapidated residences are made of discarded spiritual herbs and will not rot, they are already crumbling due to their age. .

Moreover, there is almost no spacing between them. One by one, even if you breathe heavily, it is easy to be heard. If you want to set up a formation, you must consume a lot of spiritual stones.

In the northwest corner, there is also a lonely thatched house. This thatched house is dark and exudes a kind of ** breath. It is obviously made of weeds.

This is Ishikawa's temporary practice place.

Ishikawa doesn't know why this thatched house is isolated and stands out among the densely packed thatched houses.

But it's good this way. Ishikawa doesn't want to have any intersection with other cultivators.

The thatched house was surprisingly clean, as if it had been cleaned by someone. Ishikawa didn't bother to think about it.

Ishikawa also knew that he would not live here for long. Besides, Ishikawa was born in the mountains and grew up in a mountain temple. This kind of thatched house was already good.

"Hey, new people are here!" Several monks gathered outside the thatched house.

"Boy, when did you come?" A monk in the middle stage of foundation building said to Ishikawa unceremoniously.

Although this person was wearing a brocade Taoist robe that only disciples of aristocratic families could afford, the Taoist robe was cut with several big holes. It looked like a pile of rags hanging on the body, which looked very strange.

Ishikawa looked around and said coldly: "Fellow Taoists, is there anything?"

"Nothing. I just want to ask fellow Taoists for a few spiritual stones." The monk in tattered Taoist robes looked at Ishikawa and said with a smile.

Although Ishikawa is a fake elixir cultivator, his cultivation is higher than his, but he is not afraid, because there are more than a dozen foundation-building cultivators around him.

Most of the cultivators living here rarely have the opportunity to leave Fushi, let alone ask for spirit stones and elixirs from their families.

There are many powerful families or sects that can bring some spirit stones and elixirs through envoys. But they are also deducted by the envoys.

As for some small families, even if they provide spirit stones, 10% will be deducted by the envoys.

Although the cultivators know this, they have no way to do it.

Although Fushi distributes some spirit stones and elixirs every month, it is already a lot for ordinary cultivators, but for these family disciples who have been spoiled since childhood, these spirit stones and elixirs are definitely not enough.

Here, there is such a tradition: to ask for some benefits from new cultivators.

Spirit stones are one of them, and this is also their only way of entertainment.

At this moment, Ishikawa is their target.

Ishikawa stared at these people. From the expressions of these people, Shichuan was sure that these cultivators were deliberately looking for trouble.

"Take it and divide it up." Shichuan searched the storage bag for a long time before finding the only low-level spirit stone. Throw it on the ground.

Then he sat cross-legged. Closed his eyes and ignored these people.

"You...what do you mean!" The cultivator in the tattered Taoist robe flushed.

Insult, insult, this is definitely a great insult.

Shichuan actually threw out a low-level spirit stone. This cultivator in the tattered Taoist robe is the best aptitude in the Zhuo family within a hundred years. Although the Zhuo family is not a big family, Zhuo Yang's parents both have a very high status in the Zhuo family, so he has been using middle-grade spirit stones since he was a child, and he has never seen such low-grade spirit stones.

He has been on Fushi for more than ten years, and his cultivation has not increased much, but he has learned a lot of this kind of bullying.

Today, he led several foundation-building cultivators who have been in Fushi for less than a year to see if he is showing off.

But unexpectedly, Ishikawa was not afraid of him at all, which was something Zhuo Yang had not expected before.

Zhuo Yang's anger began to burn fiercely.

No, he must not embarrass himself among these cultivators, otherwise all the registered disciples will know about this the next day, and Zhuo Yang will become a laughing stock.

"You, tell me again?" Zhuo Yang shouted angrily, word by word.

"Is begging too little?" Ishikawa snorted coldly.

"Beg?"

"You don't even have a piece of clothing that fits you, and you are wearing tattered clothes. If you don't beg, what else can you do?" Ishikawa sneered.

"This Taoist robe is a top-grade spiritual weapon, a protective spiritual weapon, what do you know?" Zhuo Yang said angrily.

However, there was already laughter in the crowd.

Obviously, Zhuo Yang's Taoist robe was often ridiculed.

"Go, give this kid a lesson and let him know the rules on the floating stone." Zhuo Yang flew out of his hand and shouted angrily.

"Brother Zhuo, are you really going to fight?" A cultivator in the early stage of foundation building asked in a low voice.

Although the voice was low, the people present were all cultivators in the foundation building period and heard it clearly.

On the floating stone, private fighting is not allowed. Once discovered, they will be imprisoned for ten years. If they commit the same offense again, they will be expelled from the floating stone and the Jingtian Kingdom will be notified.

This rule made all the cultivators tremble with fear.

Being imprisoned is a small matter. Once it is announced, his family may be in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Moreover, after this person is expelled from the floating stone, he will become a laughing stock, and I am afraid that his family will not be willing to accept him.

Zhuo Yang frowned. He was so angry just now. He just wanted to show off and scare Ishikawa, but he didn't want to be told by this person.

"Talk too much!" Zhuo Yang said angrily.

"Senior Brother Mou, why are you here?" someone shouted.

When Zhuo Yang heard about Mou Qianlai, he snorted coldly, put away the flying sword, turned his face and cupped his hands and said, "Why is Taoist Mou back again?"

Zhuo Yang secretly thought in his heart: "This Mou Qianqian probably wants to come back to share some benefits, so I just want to give him this thorn."

Mou Qianqian returned the gift with a sneer on his face.

He had already found out clearly that Ishikawa came from a small and unknown family, and he would definitely not have a few spirit stones on his body, otherwise it would not be Zhuoyang's turn to come.

"There are quite a few people there. It saves me an extra trip." Mou Qianqian looked around and said, "Ishikawa, Liu Jiawen, Duan Chongyue, the three of you come to the exit tomorrow. The senior messenger wants to see you."

"Yes!" all three replied.

These three people didn't know what the envoy was looking for, but the other monks knew exactly what was going on.

Especially Zhuo Yang, he cursed fiercely in his heart: "Even disciples from small families like Liu Jiawen and Duan Zhongyue are looking at this. I'm afraid this messenger is going crazy because of his poverty."

The embarrassment just now seemed to have weakened a lot with the arrival of Mou Qianqian.

"You guys go on, I'm going ahead." Mou Qianqian pursed his lips. Since he got this job of welcoming us, he no longer has to live with these registered disciples, so he has already distinguished himself from these registered disciples in his heart. .

After Mou Qianqian left, Zhuoyang looked at Shichuan, then at everyone, and coldly snorted: "I'll let you off for now, but you won't be so lucky next time."

Zhuo Yang also turned around and left, thinking to himself: "This kid must be a tough nut to crack. It's also possible that Mou Qianqian took advantage of him and told him about this in advance."

Ishikawa looked at Zhuo Yang and others leaving and smiled slightly. There were not even fake alchemy monks among these people, so Ishikawa only regarded it as a joke.

However, the envoy's invitation made Ishikawa a little puzzled.

When entering Huajidong, Ishikawa saw a messenger. Moreover, the reason why Ishikawa left Huajicheng was also because of the messenger.

However, the name Ishikawa used at that time was Ciyuan, and now his real name is Ishikawa. If he had never seen him before, the envoy would definitely not connect the two.

Besides, if the messenger wanted to see him, there was no need to bring the other two people with him.

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At the same time, in an exquisite attic to the southeast of Pumice, there were seven Jindan monks sitting together. These seven people were dressed in luxurious clothes. The robes on their bodies were all excellent defensive magic weapons. They were all majestic. , romantic and suave, with a hint of immortality.

These people are the best among the Jindan monks in Jingtian, and they are called the Seven Sons of Jingtian.

They are the seven disciples of the great elder. Not only do they come from various large families that have been passed down for thousands of years, but they are also people with amazing talents.

Among peers, there are very few people who can surpass their cultivation level.

Especially the eldest brother, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the late Jindan stage, and has the capital to hit the Nascent Soul stage.

The seventh junior brother, who is the youngest and has the weakest cultivation level, also has the cultivation level of the middle stage of Jindan. It is rare for a monk in Jingtian country to be able to cultivate to this level in one hundred and twenty-eight years of life.

These seven Jindan monks all have their own caves, and they also have servants and maids to serve them.

Opportunities for seven people to get together are rare.

But today, these seven people gathered together, and they were in the senior brother's secret room without any outsiders disturbing them.

"Senior Brother, Master, do you really want to accept an eighth disciple? And you also want to hold a ceremony for him?" The seventh junior brother asked.

Senior Brother nodded: "Master told me this matter personally, there can be no mistake. Moreover, Master asked me to supervise this matter."

"Let senior brother supervise this? This..."

Everyone was very surprised. Except for the senior brother, there was no apprenticeship ceremony when they became apprentices.

If there was no apprenticeship ceremony for this eighth disciple, they would naturally not think much about it. However, the great elder held a discipleship ceremony for Ishikawa, which made these disciples somewhat unpredictable.

Everyone secretly thought: "The status of senior brother may be shaken." (To be continued...)

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