The system endows longevity, and immortality can finally be expected

Suddenly, the sound transmission talisman on his body flickered, which made him startled, and then he remembered that there was such a thing here.

The sect sent a few to each disciple, and Zhou Tong was alone in the elixir garden, never having a chance to use it.

In doubt, he pinched the sound transmission talisman in his hand and couldn't help smiling when he heard the sound.

"This kid is actually here."

The voice belonged to Yang Mancang. He had just returned to the sect after completing the task of the sect, and was about to come to visit Zhou Tong.

He had a good impression of this simple and honest farm boy, and he couldn't help but think of those folks in Sanligou.

After a few decades, those old people from back then are probably gone.

"I don't know if the natural creations I left behind can make them better. Zhao Guo has been in such a mess in the past few years. I hope it doesn't affect them."

It is said that people tend to be nostalgic when they are old, Zhou Tong also had a thought of going back to have a look, but soon shook his head helplessly, things are different, and going back will only add to the sadness.

Not long after, a person came from the sky with a sword.

"Meet Senior Brother Zhou!"

After Yang Mancang landed, he smiled and cupped his hands at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong looked at it and couldn't help admiring: "Good boy, I haven't seen my cultivation for a year, but I have reached the fifth level of Qi Refining."

Yang Mancang scratched his head and said with a smile: "It's a long story, I brought a few jars of good wine this time, let's talk while drinking."

This is the case between people. Some people may have known each other for a lifetime, but they are just acquaintances, while some people only meet a few times, but they become best friends.

Zhou Tong used decades of cooking skills this time, frying, roasting, cooking and frying all over again, a large table of dishes, just looking at it makes people appetite.

The two sat opposite each other, talking happily over wine.

"Senior Brother Zhou, you don't know. Guess what happened to me when I went out this time?"

Yang Mancang took a sip of his wine and looked at Zhou Tong mysteriously.

"What did you encounter? Could it be that you met a rich woman from the world of cultivating immortals and wanted to rush to form a Taoist partner with you?"

Zhou Tong chuckled.

"Forehead..."

Yang Mancang was choked by this sentence and coughed again and again. After recovering, he said solemnly: "A female cultivator like me will take a fancy to me. I met a Jindan stage senior."

"Golden Core Stage! Then you can still drink with me alive."

Then Zhou Tong jumped three feet high.

"Hey! Wow! What kind of ghost are you, how dare you pretend to be my junior brother Mancang."

Yang Mancang was a little stunned, and then possessed by a playful spirit, pretending to retreat in a hurry.

"Great Immortal, please spare me! I am really Junior Brother Mancang!"

The two went crazy for a while, and sat down again to drink a few glasses of wine.

Yang Mancang said: "I didn't expect to have such luck this time. I just ran errands for the Jindan stage senior, and I actually rewarded several bottles of nourishing qi pills. With these elixirs, I was able to get so fast. Break through the fourth level of Qi Refining."

Zhou Tong looked at Yang Mancang, and murmured in his heart: "Why is this plot so familiar? Could it be that this kid is the protagonist of Destiny, the passerby next to him."

Yang Mancang didn't know that Zhou Tong had already opened his mind, and he was just thinking about it.

"Golden Core Stage, if I can break through the Foundation Establishment Stage in this life, I will be content."

Zhou Tong smiled: "Don't worry, I'll count your fingers, you are a blessed person, if you become a master in the Foundation Establishment Stage in the future, don't dislike me, brother Si Linggen."

Hearing this, Yang Mancang's face became solemn, and he bowed his hands to Zhou Tong solemnly: "Brother said that, but he looked down on me, Yang Mancang. I am definitely not that kind of person. My mother said that people can be incompetent, but they must Bright and aboveboard."

Zhou Tong didn't expect this kid to react so strongly, and he wasn't joking, and said seriously: "Senior brother definitely believes in your character."

The two drank from morning to evening, and the three jars of wine were dumped crookedly to the side.

Both of them didn't use any power to dispel the drunkenness, they just lay down on the grass like this.

Yang Mancang hiccupped and said with his tongue out: "Senior brother... you... believe it or not, I dare to participate in the sect competition in a year's time."

Zhou Tong took off his shoes, buckled his feet, and said without cutting, "I don't know about Mao's Zongmen Dabi."

"Hahaha, senior brother, you don't even know this."

Yang Mancang laughed wildly as if hearing some joke.

Zhou Tong's head was full of black lines.

"Are you kidding me? Laugh again, believe it or not, I will kick you from here to Xiaodan Peak."

Yang Mancang stopped smiling, lying on the grass and looking at the bright night sky.

"It can be seen that senior brother is a person who doesn't care about worldly affairs. Next year will be the Zongmen Grand Competition. I don't know the way of alchemy and weapon refining. If I can enter the top five hundred in the fighting method, I will be rewarded. And within five years Zongmen tasks can be exempted, and contribution points will be issued normally.

Outside disciples like us have low aptitude. If we can't build a foundation before the age of 60, I'm afraid we won't have the chance again.

I will definitely participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition. "

Zhou Tong was silent, and after a while, he said lightly: "Will there be casualties?"

Yang Mancang smiled: "Fighting skills, it is inevitable that there will be some surprises. If you lose, you can simply surrender and admit defeat. My mother is only my son, and I have to give her a good life."

Zhou Tong looked at the night sky and sighed slightly in his heart: "Junior Brother Mancang at least has relatives. After wandering for decades, he almost forgot what his hometown looks like."

Yang Mancang staggered to his feet, and thanked Zhou Tong: "Today is the happiest day since I left home, thank you Senior Brother Zhou."

Zhou Tong waved his hand casually: "How can such a good man behave like a little girl, get out! Get out! I need to get a good night's sleep."

Yang Mancang smiled foolishly, took out his flying sword, and wobbled towards Xiaodan Peak.

"Drinking without Yujian, Yujian not drinking, tears from relatives, young man is still too young."

Zhou Tong hummed a ditty, admiring the dreamlike night.

"Zongmen Dabi? It's interesting. It seems that I am indeed a little ignorant. Forget it, I will go down the mountain tomorrow. The old man has cultivated immortality all his life, and his knowledge is so shallow. Isn't it embarrassing in front of the juniors."

The next day, Zhou Tong put up a sign outside the magic circle of the elixir garden saying that he had to leave. Putting on the broken bamboo hat that had followed him for many years, Yu Jian disappeared into the sky.

Xuanling Sect is a second-rate sect in the world of cultivating immortals, and the scale of Zongmenfang City is not comparable to that of Jialan Valley. Looking around, it is really not as good as a dog in refining Qi, and building foundations everywhere.

If there were no twos and threes, no monk would dare to make trouble here.

After all, this market is also one of the main sources of income for Xuan Lingzong.

It was the first time for Zhou Tong to come here after so many years in the sect, but he had lived in Jialan Valley for many years, so he became familiar with it very quickly. After appraising the spirit stone on his body, he entered a shop.