Longevity Gourd

"You guys, get out of the way for me if you know each other.

The perfect area near the entrance cannot be occupied by a group of cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training! "

An old man who practiced Qi on the ninth level brought four people to the vicinity, looked around and weighed it for a long time, and picked Xiao Ping's team.

At this time, a lot of teams have gathered at this entrance. If you want to take a good position, you can only squeeze out one team.

And most of Xiao Ping's group had only two people above the fourth, fifth and sixth floors. They were soft persimmons among the teams at the entrance, and they were the best to bully.

Seeing that they were motionless, the old man's expression turned ruthless:

"Hmph, I don't know how high the sky is! Does the old man have to do it..."

Before the old man could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sudden appearance, and his expression changed slightly.

The ninth-level qi practitioner!

"This place is already occupied by us, you'd better find another place!"

Lu Zhang threw a token and walked over slowly.

"People from the patrol team!"

The old man, who was still aggressive just now, saw the token and suddenly his expression changed greatly, and his expression changed uncertainly.

He has lived in Liuxifang City for many years, and naturally he is not as innocent as a newborn calf.

Don't look at it as the leader of the patrol team, it's nothing at all, but in fact, it can't be offended at all.

What's more, the other party's cultivation base is comparable to his.

The old man had already made a decision in his heart, and immediately turned his head away without looking back.

Fan Xi and the others were dumbfounded. They knew that Lu Zhang could handle this kind of recognition, but they didn't expect the other party to be scared away so easily!

Xiao Ping couldn't help sighing to himself that entering the mountain with Lu Zhang himself was a rather correct choice.

Looking back, similar things are happening frequently, and teams in many positions are constantly changing.

Even if some people keep their positions, they have to pay a small price. They do not have the identity of the patrol team as a deterrent, they can only rely on their strength to retreat from the enemy.

As the number of people increased, although there were a lot of conflicts, it was clear that everyone was intentionally controlling, and there were not many **** fights.

After all, they still have to go into the mountains to **** spiritual things. If they are injured or die here, they can only be cheaper for other people.

The most important thing is to finish the task and join the five factions.

"This mission of ascending immortals is for us to complete the loose cultivation, what are you doing here, the son of a noble family!"

There was a faint voice, Xiao Ping turned his head to look back, and saw a man with a full beard shouting loudly.

A few feet away from him, a white-faced sixth-floor cultivator scolded him.

"Humph! Is the task of ascending immortals specified that it must be done by a loose cultivator? No!

How is a loose cultivator identified? It doesn't seem to have a standard!

Why is it that you can accept this mission of ascending the immortal, but I can't? "

The surrounding cultivators fanned the flames one by one, scolding the loose cultivator, and scolding the cultivator of the family, but all of them watched from the sidelines, and none of them were provoked.

The team of white-faced cultivators were obviously all family cultivators. Seeing that their side had become a thorn in the eyes of many loose cultivators, they quickly apologized, explained the reasons, distanced themselves from their respective families, and insisted that they were loose cultivators...

Xiao Ping listened quietly and gradually learned a lot of news.

Although there are far fewer people in the cultivator family than the loose cultivators, since the immortal decree is not enough. Even if it is the family that has been assigned the Immortal Token, there are different opinions on how to deal with it.

These family monks who accepted the mission came to join the big faction and fight for the foundation of the foundation.

In view of the relationship between the five major factions and the Xiuxian family, it is not wrong to say that they are loose cultivators.

For this explanation, the loose cultivator does not buy it.

The resentment of the loose cultivators towards the Xiuxian family is because they occupy most of the resources and spiritual land except the five major factions.

For the remaining resources in dangerous places like the Liuqing Mountains, those cultivating families will also come to compete with them.

If one joins the five sects, the cultivator will naturally be separated from the family. But when you don't enter the sect, everything is not guaranteed.

Even if it is a loose cultivator, not everyone expects to join the five major factions, and many people just come here to collect some spiritual medicines.

Who knows what attention the Xiuxian family is playing.

In addition, some clan cultivators couldn't stand it anymore and joined the scolding battle. The quarrel between the two sides became more and more intense... In the end, it seemed that the two sides had a **** feud, and they could not wait to fight to the death directly here.

Although most people are very much looking forward to the fight between the two sides, no one is a fool and finally slows down.

As time passed, the poisonous fog became more and more likely to dissipate, and everyone calmed down to rest and prepare to enter, no longer wasting time arguing with each other.

It was getting dark, and some people made fire and roasted meat.

In the dark night sky, you can occasionally see rainbow lights of various colors, passing by, like amazing meteors, quickly disappearing into the thick fog.

These are monks above the foundation establishment, and most of them are even above the middle foundation establishment.

The many waiting qi cultivators below, like a group of ants, looked at these flying rainbows with envy, eager to become one of them one day.

Xiao Ping secretly made up his mind that he must join Yufengmen, collect all kinds of elixir, ripen a lot, and concoct a lot of pills, so as to have the best chance to successfully build a foundation!

Gradually, the poisonous mist has become much thinner at some point, but it is still not possible for qi cultivators to enter.

From time to time, shrill beast roars could be heard from the poisonous fog, Xiao Ping read a thin book accompanied by the dim firelight.

It records your elixir mission in Yufengmen Jin, more than 20 kinds of rare wild elixir, and various text descriptions such as their respective images and growth environments.

He needs to keep these in his heart, the more familiar he is, the better.

The nine have faced each other, and their tasks are different.

Others are either hunting monsters or looking for treasured materials... In short, there will be no conflict with him.

After all, this was released by each family, and their requirements were all different.

Suddenly, Xiao Ping suddenly felt like a light on his back, as if someone was staring at him fiercely.

Without much thought, he knew who the owner of his gaze was.

Xiao Ping turned his head expressionlessly, his eyes sharp.

Sure enough, it was Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang did not expect that Xiao Ping would suddenly stare at him like this, as if he was suddenly stabbed by the gaze, and he hurriedly avoided him.

The next moment, when he realized his behavior, he couldn't help but secretly hate him. How could he be afraid of a person who only knew how to make alchemy?

Immediately, he stared back angrily.

So many times, it was Xiao Ping who decided to keep a low-key disguise, and couldn't help but be angry.

He himself can't do that either~www.novelmt.com~ Instead, he hates people who are better than him everywhere. What's the reason?

Uncle Wang's expression changed, and in less than a moment, he broke out in a cold sweat, unable to hold back, he turned back quickly.

Xiao Ping snorted coldly with contempt in his heart.

The opponent was weaker than he thought.

He just released a little more mana, and the other party couldn't stand it.

This kind of person can't turn the big waves left and right, and it's not worth his wasting energy.

Lu Zhang glanced at Xiao Ping quietly, and then stopped paying too much attention.

After all, it is the late stage of Qi training, not comparable to the old man of the sixth level of Qi training, but it is still under control.

"Alas, when will this poisonous mist disperse?"

Dong Lan couldn't help sighing slightly.

Not only her, many cultivators were impatient.

But what Xiao Ping is more curious about is why the poisonous mist disperses so regularly, usually indifferent, but avoids it every ten years...

Somewhere in the poisonous fog.

Several monks in the late stage of foundation establishment are constantly casting spells. Every time they drank together, the poisonous fog around them faded away.

There are several similar places...

After a long time, no new mist is emitted here, and the original mist is also fading.

"Hey, why are you all gone? Don't you want to leave someone alone to keep an eye on the movement nearby?"

"You mean that spirit worm? That's how many years ago, so there must be no threat."

"The ancestors couldn't find it when they joined forces, which means that they are not here at all. Even here, they must have died long ago, and they will not pose a threat to us at all."

"Let's go back to Fangshi and wait for them to complete the task with peace of mind!"

The man hesitated for a moment, and finally left with everyone...