Travel back to the interstellar world and cultivate immortality again

Fu Wanrou didn't know that Feishuang Peak already had a handyman disciple.

"You are—" She frowned slightly, obviously she didn't expect that Feishuang Peak, which had never been stationed with disciples, had a handyman disciple.

She saw the badge pinned to the waist of this qi training disciple.

It was what she had always longed for and wanted.

"The disciple is the handyman disciple of Feishuang Peak." Sunan introduced himself clumsily.

With Rong Jiuchen as his backing, he managed to gain some confidence.

Today Yang Xia got the permission to sense the power of flames at the top of the peak, so he can only be allowed to receive these sect monks as a qi training disciple.

In the past few days, people from other peaks have come over intermittently to give gifts to Rong Jiuchen, and Rong Jiuchen gave some useless things to Sunan casually.

Sunan was so grateful that he practiced even harder.

Fu Wanrou said with a cold face: "Open the formation, I want to go up to meet the ancestor Zhenyan."

Sunan froze for a moment, it was the first time someone made such a request to him.

Other people who came to give gifts, who didn't just give him the storage ring and let him send it to the peak.

Why did someone ask him to open the formation?

Sunan said in a business-like manner: "Without the order of the ancestor, the disciple cannot open the gate of the formation at will."

"Presumptuous, I'm here to give gifts!" Fu Wanrou scolded.

If it weren't for this handyman disciple, she wouldn't be so angry, let alone get angry.

But why!

She asked so many times to be the disciple of Patriarch Zhenyan, and she could even take a step back and be an ordinary disciple. She was willing even to be a disciple of handyman, but Patriarch Zhenyan refused.

Now he made an exception for a newly recruited disciple.

How could Fu Wanrou not be jealous.

Although Sunan was afraid of the coercion of the monks in front of him, he kept in mind the rules of Feishuang Peak and did not allow any outsiders to enter.

Even if you want his life, you can't.

"Unless the uncle has the pass token given by the ancestor, he will not be released." Sunan insisted.

Fu Wanrou unleashes coercion on a qi training disciple, she doesn't feel that she is bullying others at all.

Feishuang Peak at this time——

Yang Xia is feeling the fire of Zhenyan at the top of the peak.

The previously scorched peak has been dyed white again, and snowflakes are falling on the peak, covering the already uninhabited Feishuang Peak.

He had to marvel at how talented this Senior Brother Rong was.

Yang Xiaxia created a fire spirit body, but he didn't have the speed of this senior brother's cultivation.

He frowned and glanced at the foot of the peak, and said displeasedly: "It's her again!"

Yang Xia's figure flashed and immediately came to the foot of the peak, breaking down Fu Wanrou's coercion.

"A dignified Jindan cultivator actually used coercion to bully a qi training disciple, Fu Wanrou, you are really capable!" Yang Xia scolded in a cold voice.

Fu Wanrou never expected that Yang Xia could also freely enter and exit Feishuang Peak.

She said with an ugly face: "You are also a disciple of Feishuangfeng."

No one in Qian Yuanzong knew of Fu Wanrou's attachment to Zhen Yan's ancestor, and many people looked down on her attachment.

Since he has already been rejected by the ancestor, why should he act like he has been let down?

People don't even know who you are.

Yang Xia was brought here by the suzerain, but he was not comparable to Fu Feng.

Even the status is naturally different.

Fu Wanrou didn't know if she had stayed in Fufeng for a long time, and her achievements were starting to slip away, so she blamed him in such a tone.

Yang Xia took out pills and gave them to Sunan, "Take it first, let's go down and heal."

Sunan said respectfully, "Thank you uncle for giving me the medicine."

Yang Xia is not stupid, he just said casually, "You are the handyman disciple called by senior brother Rong, so what if I take care of you a little more?"

Sunan retreated into his cave.

He deeply felt the disadvantage of low cultivation.

How can he help Rong Jiuchen if he can't even guarantee his own personal safety.

At this moment, he finally understood that although he was a cultivator, he was an ant at the bottom. Even a Foundation Establishment disciple could step on it at will.

When they first arrived at Qianyuanzong, they were randomly arranged to live in the outer gate.

Several qi training disciples live in a room, and they both compete with each other and help each other to form a team to do tasks.

Sunan thought it was quite interesting at first, it was a kind of exercise after all.

Later, when he was abandoned on a mission, he understood the cruelty of the cultivation world.

It was also after that time that he missed Rong Jiuchen more and more, and worried that something would happen to Rong Jiuchen.

These monks are not sincere. In the face of interests, fellow disciples can be betrayed.

Sunan understood that without Rong Jiuchen, he might have stayed in the outer door for the rest of his life, becoming an existence among the annihilated crowd.

Now, with the opportunity to change his destiny, he absolutely must seize it.

When Fu Wanrou heard Yang Xia's words, her mood became even worse.

Does ancestor Zhenyan like this disciple so much?

Because he broke through the Golden Core?Or is it because he has also stepped on the 99 steps of the ladder?

Fu Wanrou hated that her talent was not high enough, hated that she was not a pure yin body, otherwise Patriarch Zhenyan would definitely take a look at her.

Yang Xia glanced at Fu Wanrou, and asked, "What's the matter with Nephew Fu?"

He, Fu Wanrou, respects his master and pays his peers, even though everyone is at the Jindan stage, he naturally calls Fu Wanrou a nephew.

"I was ordered to come here to give a gift to Patriarch Zhenyan." Fu Wanrou said in a concise tone.

Yang Xia sneered, "Is it a gift for our Senior Brother Rong?"

"Fu Feng is also very interesting. Previously, Dan Feng, Qi Feng, and several other peak masters all came to give gifts in person. Only you, Fu Feng and Zhenfeng, sent a Jindan disciple to come and give gifts. Just come and roll your name. Want to see Patriarch Zhenyan?"

His face darkened, and he released the coercion of the Golden Core Stage, "Ancestor Zhenyan is someone you can see whenever you want? I don't know what it means!"

"Senior Nephew Fu, if you haven't figured out your identity and position, go back and face the wall to think about it. Don't use your golden core status to oppress our Feishuang Peak's Qi training disciples."

Although Yang Xia's cultivation is not much higher than Fu Wanrou's, her aptitude is much better than her. She has a special physique and a single fire root, so she cannot be compared with Fu Wanrou.

This is the cultivation world where the strong are respected, and it is also a place that pays attention to the background.

Facing a period of Qi training, Fu Wanrou can put on a face.

Facing Yang Xia, she could only put away her reluctance in her heart.

Reluctantly, Fu Wanrou took out the storage ring and held it to Yang Xia with both hands, "Sister and Uncle Yang, please hand it to Patriarch Zhenyan."

"No trouble," Yang Xia smiled slightly, "Patriarch Zhenyan has never asked about these things. If Senior Brother Rong hadn't been stationed in Feishuang Peak, we wouldn't have had the chance to become a disciple of Feishuang Peak."

These words are telling Fu Wanrou that it is wrong for you to offend Rong Jiuchen even passing by Feishuang Peak.

If Fu Wanrou is still so stubborn and will fall into Rong Jiuchen's hands in the future, don't blame Patriarch Zhenyan for teaching her a lesson.

It was not easy for Fu Wanrou to get the position of the second senior sister in Fufeng.

In addition, she has a very good reputation in Fufeng, and she is also the dream lover of many male cultivators. No matter how clear her mind is, any thoughts at this moment can only die down.

It's just a male disciple.

Fu Wanrou comforted herself like this.

It can only be blamed that her aptitude is not good enough for Rong Jiuchen, otherwise Patriarch Zhenyan would have seen her as well.

After Fu Wanrou figured it out, she cupped her hands and said goodbye.

Yang Xia watched the graceful woman Yu Jian leave, and sighed secretly.

He didn't know what Fu Wanrou was thinking, she was just a male disciple.

Many female cultivators of the Zongmen in Shangling City look forward to being the most special person of Patriarch Zhenyan.

However, this position has long been occupied.

Yang Xia was sent by An Heguang to come to Feishuang Peak to be a disciple, and both mind and eyesight are indispensable.

Shi Hui couldn't tolerate any existence on the peak that he disliked.

Yang Xia glanced at Sunan's closed cave door, then turned back to the peak.

At the same time, Rong Jiuchen opened his eyes, and the first time he saw Shi Hui who was meditating opposite him, he opened his eyes at the same time.

"Brother Hui, have you been waiting for a long time?"

During this retreat, his state of mind was finally on par with his cultivation.

"No." Naturally, Shi Hui would not say that he was so bored that he had helped Rong Jiuchen dismiss many messages from people.

Rong Jiuchen moved closer to Shi Hui's side, "Two months have passed like this?"

The monk's time is also very useful!

"If you enter the space to practice, time can naturally slow down." Shi Hui suggested.

"But this way I won't be able to see you!" Rong Jiuchen explained, "And my cultivation progress is too fast now, it's too dazzling, it doesn't matter if I slow down."

After Shi Hui Yuanshen returned to his body, his body was too strong to enter his space, and once he entered it, the space would not be able to withstand the collapse.

Shi Hui also felt that Rong Jiuchen didn't need to hurry up and could slow down.

Rong Jiuchen glanced at the foot of the peak. In fact, both of them saw what happened just now. This kind of matter can only be handed over to Yang Xia or Sunan.

Sunan's cultivation level is too low, and he is not qualified to be a handyman disciple of the ancestor of Huashen. If it wasn't for Rong Jiuchen's support, how could he have the opportunity he has today.

It is not uncommon to be envied and resented by others.

He didn't deliberately care about Sunan's current situation or comfort him because Sunan was made difficult.

If Sunan doesn't know how to make progress, and just thinks that he doesn't know how to advance and retreat if he has a backing, the opportunity will come to an end.

Simply because this kid is young, he has a good mind, and he didn't file a complaint when he was bullied, but chose to go back to practice in seclusion.

Shi Hui guessed what Rong Jiuchen was thinking, and said casually: "The cultivation level of this Qi training stage is a bit low. If you still need handyman disciples, I'll ask An Heguang to find some Jindan stage disciples."

Rong Jiuchen glared at Shi Hui, "I'm only at the Jindan stage, you asked Jindan stage to be my handyman disciple? My face isn't that big yet!"

At that time, the hatred on him will be quite high.

Shi Hui held Rong Jiuchen's hand, and said softly, "You deserve the best."

"Then I must be worthy." Rong Jiuchen is very clear about himself, relying on Shi Hui alone as his backing is not enough, only when he is strong can he control everything he wants.

"In that case, do you want to learn something else?" He asked.

Rong Jiuchen saw the messenger talismans all over the floor, and took out one to read, and then asked, "Learn something else? What?"