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"Not only that."

As he spoke, Sang Qingjiu sighed softly, "As time goes by, the sect becomes lonely and desolate, and declines and declines. Now, only our Qingling Sect is left. If it can be passed down to two generations at most, our Qingling Sect will also have to do it." It no longer exists.”

Hearing this, Qingfeng and the others didn't know what was going on, and a heavy regret suddenly arose in their hearts.

"But fortunately, we caught up with the good times."

Suddenly Sang Qingjiu's tone became joyful, "Before my father died, he estimated that the spiritual energy would recover, so he passed on the few mana to me. Yesterday, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth increased greatly, and I broke through to the foundation building stage."

Anyone who has read novels about cultivating immortals knows that entering the foundation-building period means officially entering the path of cultivating immortals.

The three people in Qingfeng were shocked and dumbfounded.

"Congratulations, senior sister!"

Qingxuan was the first to say, and then he laughed twice, "Senior sister, senior sister, I also want to become an immortal, is that okay?"

"Sister, I want it too!"

Qingyin then hugged Sang Qingjiu's arm and acted coquettishly, "Senior sister, please, I know you are the best~~~"

Xiuxian!

Cultivation! ! !

Looking at the radiant and beautiful Sang Qingjiu, Qingyin felt envious in her eyes.

When she builds her foundation, will she become so beautiful?

"Don't worry, you can all practice. One of the reasons why my dad adopted you is that you all have the talent to practice. I will pass on all the techniques to you later."

As he said this, Sang Qingjiu's face suddenly became serious, "Practice hard. In two hundred years, our planet will have a catastrophe."

"Yes!"

The three people answered with cupped hands, but did not ask more about what the "catastrophe" was.

Because they don't have any magic power now, it's useless to ask.

Sang Qingjiu quickly passed on the exercises he made up to them, leaving 1199 stunned for a while.

"Host, you actually make up exercises?"

It thought that the host was going to use points to purchase again, and it was still thinking of making a fortune.

Sang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is it difficult? It's something you can't do if you have the brains."

1199: ...

According to what you said, maybe most hosts are brainless.

"Aren't you going to meet the villain yet?" 1199 changed the subject abruptly.

"Now is not the time."

Sang Qingjiu shook his head lightly, "Although he is at war with Zheng Tian now, there is no big problem with his property, and he is still a powerful tyrant. I am just the leader of a shabby Taoist temple, how can I get acquainted with him?"

1199 thought the same thing, "But he can't delay it for too long."

"Don't worry, I will make sure the time is right."

Sang Qingjiu waved his hand and immediately arranged a training package for the three people.

Qingfeng and the others did have some talent, and with Sang Qingjiu's help, the three of them successfully entered the Qi training period by night.

Apart from anything else, it's okay to use some small fireballs and some small thunder and lightning.

It just doesn't have enough lethality.

Qingfeng has better talent and can directly enter the second level of Qi training.

The smile on his face hadn't gone away all day today.

"Ding dong~"

Suddenly a message came on the phone.

Qingfeng lowered his head and saw that it was sent to him by his roommate.

Lin Xuan: Son, get in. Dad will take you flying tonight.

Qingfeng: No time, your father and I want to cultivate immortality.

Lin Xuan: Fuck you, come on, you are the only one missing.

Qingfeng: I really want to cultivate immortality. Son, just wait for your father to succeed in cultivation and really take you to take off!

Lin Xuan on the other end of the phone fell silent when he saw these words.

He knew that Qingfeng was at the Taoist temple.

But don’t you think this excuse is too damn outrageous?

Lin Xuan:......

Lin Xuan: Do you want to see what you are talking about?

Qingfeng: You don’t believe it?

Qingfeng immediately recorded a video of himself firing thunder and lightning and sent it.

Qingfeng: video.flv.

Qingfeng: Your father has been at the Taoist temple for so many years, and it was not in vain.

Lin Xuan clicked on the video to take a look.

Watching Qingfeng release a thunderbolt from his palm calmly, his mouth almost opened in shock.

Lin Xuan: Are you doing special effects?

Lin Xuan: Where in the world are there cultivators? Have you fed the science you have studied for so many years into the dog's belly?

Qingfeng chuckled twice.

Qingfeng: Just because you don’t know some things doesn’t mean you don’t exist.

Qingfeng: If you weren't my son, I wouldn't tell you.

Lin Xuan was still in disbelief.

This unscientific!

Lin Xuan: Did you put any props in your hand? Magic?

Qingfeng: Believe it or not, I am busy making breakthroughs recently and have no time to play games.

Lin Xuan:! ! !

He was stunned for a long time, and finally found an old friend who studied film and television production, sent the video to him, and asked him if it was a special effect.

It took about half an hour for the old friend to reply with three exclamation points.

"Brother, who is this person?"

Lin Xuan was stunned again, "What, is it a special effect?"

"No. I checked it many times and didn't find any traces of editing. This is the real video. Hands rubbing thunder and lightning!"

The old friend's tone was so high-spirited, "Let me just say that there are immortal cultivators in China. I want to become a disciple! Brother Lin, you must introduce this person to me!"

"Otherwise I will hang myself in front of your house!"

Lin Xuan:......

"Are you sure it's not a special effect?"

"I swear on my 800-year single life that this is definitely not a special effect. The other party doesn't have any device in his hand, it's just a hard-core hand rubbing thunder and lightning. Brother Lin, dad, dad, please introduce the boss to me!"

Lin Xuan's eyes gradually widened.

I am!

There are really no special effects.

That bitch Qingfeng is actually cultivating immortality!

Immediately, Lin Xuan didn't have time to reply to his old friend's message, so he directly sent a video call to Qingfeng's mobile phone.

The breeze picked it up casually.

The moment the connection was connected, Lin Xuan saw Qingfeng's familiar face, opened his mouth and shouted, "Master!"

"Call Dad."

"Father! Grandpa! Ancestor!"

Lin Xuan couldn't wait to fly to him immediately, "See if I have any talent, please guide me! Ancestor!"

Qingfeng casually snapped his fingers, and a cluster of purple thunder and lightning hovered at his fingertips.

Lin Xuan on the other end of the phone shouted more and more excitedly, "Ancestor, you are my ancestor, I will give you an extra stick when I burn incense from now on."

grandma's.

This is cultivating immortality!

If he follows Qingfeng and becomes an immortal cultivator, he will add another page to his family tree in the future!

The glorious ancestor is right before our eyes!

"Well, it depends on your talent. Our sect has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and not everyone can accept it." Qingfeng said proudly.

Did you hear that, Zongmen?

It’s still a sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years!

How awesome is this!

Lin Xuan became even more excited after hearing this.

Who would have thought that Qingfeng could actually be an immortal cultivator?

A whole year!

They've been roommates for a whole year!

This bastard just wears those clothes every day, wears Taoist robes when he goes back to his hometown, and eats very mediocre food, with only 800 pocket money a month.

They also thought that the other party's family was poor, so they usually took him out to have his teeth cut out as a way to pay for living expenses.

The result is good!

He is actually a cultivator!

"Ancestor, it's so hard for you to hide this from me!" Lin Xuan shouted at the top of his lungs.