Spirit Planter

Alchemy conference.

The alchemy conference, the first sect is arranged in March, at the alchemy conference, you can discuss with anyone, as long as the other party is willing.

Generally, if the opponent is found well, the alchemy skills of both parties will often have a qualitative leap.

This conference is very friendly to alchemists, every time the alchemists in the cultivation world actively participate, no, the alchemist conference starts today, and alchemists fly from all directions.

Of course, there are many other monks and alchemists who have practiced pills, and many of them want to sell them. These people are the people they sell the pills to.

Zhong Yanhao and the others were still improving their cultivation bases, Yan Jinzhou sent a message to them, asking them to advance their cultivation bases before coming over, he, Yan Zhao, Yan Ningchen and the others went first.

"Meet alchemist."

"Meet alchemist."

"I have seen seniors."

Yan Jinzhou was flying in the air, and the passing monks, no matter what kind of people they were, all flew over to say hello to him, and they never stopped along the way.

Yan Jinzhou didn't appear impatient, all of them nodded with a smile, neither making people think that he was unattainable, but also making people think that he was unfathomable.

Xia Zeyuan and Xia Zefeng flew over, "Fellow Daoist Yan, we meet again."

Yan Jinzhou looked at the two of them, and said neither far nor near, "We meet again."

Yan Zhao turned his head to look at the two of them strangely, "Aren't you doing alchemy?"

Xia Zefeng was very embarrassed, and said awkwardly, "I did it, but I failed." They all felt that refining the top-grade Shenyuan pill was a dream.

Yan Zhao encouraged, "With your talents, you can succeed after three or four attempts. Don't be too impatient, otherwise it will be a bad thing."

Xia Zefeng smiled, "Thank you."

Ying Zongyuan flashed past, but soon he retreated, "Jinzhou, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Yan Jinzhou smiled and said, "Let's go together."

Ying Zongyuan waited on the spot, "Okay."

Xia Zeyuan and Xia Zefeng looked at Ying Zongyuan with curiosity in their eyes. They were obviously not as good as Yan Jinzhou, but they were able to call Yan Jinzhou's name, and Yan Jinzhou took the initiative to invite him. Could it be a relative?

Envious, envious, being able to be a relative with a demigod genius alchemist!

After rendezvous, fly to the first sect together.

Yan Jinzhou glanced at Ying Zongyuan, puzzled and asked, "Why are you alone?"

Ying Zongyuan waved his hand and explained, "I'm not alone, I like to be alone, they have already entered the first sect."

Yan Jinzhou agreed, "It seems that every time I meet you, you are alone. By the way, where is Ying Chenchen?"

Ying Zongyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Now he follows Lan Jiaojiao's ass every day, and has become the little shopkeeper of the hot pot restaurant, and the sect has never returned."

Yan Jinzhou asked strangely, "Why did they get together?"

Ying Zongyuan looked indescribable, "I met him once on the street, and then it got out of hand..."

Yan Jinzhou smiled and didn't talk about this topic again.

Yan Zhao suddenly saw a familiar figure, so he shouted, "Stop!"

As a result, as soon as he made a sound, the other party ran faster, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if fleeing for his life.

Yan Jinzhou looked up, Daoist Daming? !

This guy now sees them like a mouse sees a cat, and wants to hide and run away.

Yan Zhao muttered, "Wait!"

This old thing can't afford it!

Daoist Da Ming was asked to take the elixir before. In order to resist, he turned around and joined the first sect. This is a blatant provocation, and he will never let him go!

Ban Shanqing, Shui Zonghua, Ming Xiaoxuan, Gui Duhua, and a few disciples from their sect flew over together, Ban Shanqing greeted with a smile, "Senior Yan Zhao, I heard you from afar voice."

Yan Zhao smiled, "Long time no see."

Ban Shanqing followed suit with a smile, the arrogance dissipated in the smile, "Just now we said whether we would meet you, but we didn't expect to see you in the next second."

Yan Zhao said friendly, "Fate."

Ban Shanqing echoed, "Yes, yes, fate."

Next, I met a few acquaintances to say hello, and then entered the first sect together.

As soon as Yan Jinzhou stepped into the first sect, some disciples immediately went to sue the holy patriarch.

After entering the Zongmen, the air was forbidden, everyone fell to the ground, and walked to a secret place in a square according to the road instructions.

This place looks like a square, after entering, you will see another world.

"Meet alchemist."

"I have seen seniors."

"Meet the pharmacist."

Wherever Yan Jinzhou passed, the sound of saluting kept ringing out.

Qi Tingyu observed Yan Jinzhou and his party, secretly jealous, this is their first sect, Yan Jinzhou looks like he is the master here.

Entering the secret realm of the square, Yan Jinzhou and his party found a seat and sat down.

Yan Jinzhou asked Yin Zicheng, "Shall we go now?"

Yin Zicheng was silent for a moment, then said apologetically, "Senior, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yan Zhao stretched out his hand to stop the disciple of the first sect passing by, and asked politely, "This fellow Taoist, we want to meet your sect master, is it convenient for him now?"

When the disciple saw that it was Yan Jinzhou and the others, his expression turned pale, "The head is very busy, so I don't have time to see you."

Yan Zhaoxin said, he has such a violent temper, but he didn't explode because he thought he was easy to bully, right?

He darkened his handsome face, "I don't know if I kill you, will your sect avenge you?"

The disciple obviously sensed the murderous aura in Yan Zhao's body that made him terrified, and quickly put away his contempt, and said, "The master is in the main hall, and the alchemy conference has not officially started yet, so he will come to preside over it in a while."

Yan Zhao ordered, "Take us there, we have something important to do."

The disciple responded immediately, "Yes, please follow me."

main hall.

Qi Tingyu is indeed very busy, there are a lot of trivial things for such a big party as the abbot.

The disciple entered the main hall and reported, "Master, Yan Jinzhou has something important to do with you."

Qi Tingyu was surprised, so she got up immediately and went to the main hall to greet her. She couldn't express what she was thinking in her heart. People in the cultivation world hold grudges very much, and they might be beaten to death when they placed an order. "Senior Yan, please come in. .”

Yan Jinzhou walked into the hall, sat down on a chair, and then let Yin Zicheng out, "Tell him yourself."

Qi Tingyu didn't expect that when he turned around, there would be another person, and he was an acquaintance, so he couldn't cover his surprise, "You..."

Yin Zicheng saluted, "Yin Zicheng has met the master."

Qi Tingyu asked with concern, "Zicheng, where have you been all these years?"

People like Yin Zicheng followed the ghost emperor, and what they were good at was observing words and expressions. Although Qi Tingyu was very concerned, his eyes were full of panic.

He said calmly, "I went out to travel, and my father told me not to come back if I didn't cultivate to the late stage of Nascent Soul."

Qi Tingyu pretended to blame, "Your father is too, can't you practice in the sect?"

"Father is also for my own good." Yin Zicheng looked around, "Master, where is my father?"

He pretended not to know that he knew that his father was dead, and he only thought that his father was no longer the head of the sect because he was promoted to the status of the sect.

Qi Tingyu said sadly, "Your father, your father went to the ghost town and never came back."

Yin Zicheng almost believed it. When a monk goes to a ghost city, he usually enters but never leaves. But he suddenly remembered that his father's spiritual weapon was in Qi Tingyu's hands. If his father died in the ghost city, the spiritual weapon would only stay. In the ghost town, how could it be in Qi Tingyu's hands?

He didn't expose it, and followed Qi Tingyu to act, "What is my father doing in the ghost town?"

Yan Jinzhou looked at the two of them and said to himself, they are both acting emperors, and people in the cultivation world are really hypocritical.

Qi Tingyu said regretfully, "Your father heard that you were in the ghost town, thought you were in danger, and rushed to save you."

It was a flawless lie, so he would not be able to obtain evidence, Yin Zicheng said sadly, "What about my mother?"

Qi Tingyu waved his hands, with a sad face, "Your mother also went with her."

Yin Zicheng's eyes turned red, and his fingers were tightly clenched. He must avenge his parents, "Thank you for telling me this, I'll go to the soul room to have a look."

There is a soul lamp in the soul room, and every time a person from the sect dies, one soul lamp will be extinguished.

Qi Tingyu nodded and said sadly, "Okay, you can go."

Yin Zicheng saluted Yan Jinzhou with his hands clasped together, and then walked out of the hall.

Yan Jinzhou and the others also bid farewell to the secret square.

Unexpectedly, God Blessed Yan Zhaoye, as soon as he entered the secret realm of the square, he saw Taoist Daming. He coughed a few times to attract the attention of the other party, "Taoist Daming, stop!"

Daoist Daming had no way to escape now, he turned around stiffly, his face was extremely ugly, "What's the matter with you?"

Yan Zhao pointed to Yan Jinzhou, "Don't grandson say hello when he sees grandpa?"

These words attracted the attention of everyone in the square. Yan Zhao did it on purpose, and when he spoke, he used spiritual power to transmit to everyone's ears.

Daoist Daming's face changed slightly, and his ugly face became even more ugly. He scolded, "Yan Zhao, don't bully people too much!"

Yan Zhao looked at him with a smile on his face, but said with a chill, "Too much deceit? Daoist Daming, have you lived for hundreds of years? You don't understand such a simple truth as willing to bet and admit defeat?"

Daoist Daming burst into anger, "I've already admitted that I lost, what are you going to do? The Mud Bodhisattva still has a temper, so don't go too far!"

Yan Zhao said with a sneer, "I'm just hehe, you were so arrogant and arrogant when you came to the afternoon, why are you so cowardly now?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect the demigod monks to renege on their debts."

"If you knew it earlier, you should have made an oath, so you won't be afraid of the other party going back on their word."

"No, he's a demigod. With this level of cultivation, he's of course a promise. Who knew he'd be so shameless!"

Daoist Daming blushed. If he knew he would lose, he would never say that, "Yan Zhao, can you guarantee that Yan Jinzhou will always win?"

Yan Zhao smiled, "Of course I can't guarantee it, but my brother Zhou would never say such a thing, but even if he said that, if he loses, he will fulfill it."

Daoist Daming said with a cold face, "Yan Zhao, what good will it do you if you press so hard?"

Yan Zhao laughed, "I'm happy." If you don't agree with me, come and bite me!

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