Senior Brother is Number One In the World

  Chapter 272 Yin Zhi

  Gu Subai's departure has no effect, what should be practiced by the Yunxu sect still needs to be cultivated.

It’s just that the alchemists in the Eastern Realm didn’t dare to go out, and the madman hadn’t been caught yet, and there was no news of Gu Subai who chased him out, so there was another wave in the cultivation world. Is Gu Subai dead this time? rumors.

   Shui Han has a Golden Core Dzogchen, more than enough to be an elder of the outer sect, and it is not impossible to be an elder of the inner sect with his aptitude.

  But he was obsessed with practicing with the sound of the piano, and had no intention of teaching his disciples, so the head of the sect followed him.

  Standing outside his small courtyard, he could often hear the sound of him playing the piano. At this moment, Qing Daozi happened to be passing by, and he couldn't help but stop when he heard the melodious sound of the piano.

  He smiled gently in the direction of Shuihan courtyard and knocked on his courtyard door with a little carrot head.

  The gate of the courtyard was opened, and Shui Han bowed his hands, "I have seen Venerable Qingyu"

  Qingdaozi's road name is Qingyu.

   "Mo Duoli, get up." Qing Daozi smiled gently, and then stepped into his small courtyard.

  Shuihan’s yard is actually the same as Gu Subai’s, especially the peach blossom tree.

  Qing Daozi sat upright on the stone table under the peach blossom tree. The little boy he brought was not as tall as the stone table, so he stood behind Qing Daozi in an orderly manner.

   "His Holiness is here?"

  This is the first time Shui Han has dealt with Qing Daozi, and the other party came directly to his yard to look for him, so he was a little cautious.

   "It's no big deal, it's just that this child has the qualifications of music repair and wants to hand it over to you"

  Qing Daozi said, and gently pushed that cute little boy Yuxue in front of him just now. If he can personally recommend him, he must have good talent.

   Shui Han was taken aback for a moment, and then declined, "Thank you for your love, but I have no plans to accept disciples"

   "It's not for you to take him as an apprentice." Qing Daozi stroked the hair of the boy who had been silent all this time, "Just let him stay by your side"

   Shui Han looked at Xiao Tong, and Xiao Tong also looked at him. The little man's **** eyes just stared straight at him, making Shui Han's heart soften.

  He was defeated in less than a second. He also stroked the top of the boy's hair, and the corner of his mouth curled up softly. This boy is as cute as Junior Brother Gu when he was a child.

   "How?" Qing Daozi knew from his expression that he would definitely agree, but he still wanted to ask.

"it is good"

   Shuihan's voice was soft, like a spring breeze caressing, warming the heart, and Qing Daozi couldn't help but also smiled.

   "Really, do you agree with me following you?"

  The childish eyes were ignorant, and the voice was childish, Shui Han couldn't help but hugged him, satisfying the regret of not being able to hug Gu Subai when he was a child.

   "Yes, although I am not your master, I will try my best to teach you"

   "Okay, real man, I will study hard"

  Peach petals fall, the water is cold and the white robe is erratic.

  Qing Daozi suddenly smiled warmly.

   "Nephew Gu was also so cute when he was a child," Qing Daozi said suddenly.

   "Yeah, and I didn't like to laugh since I was a child." Talking about Gu Subai, a small wooden face flashed in Shui Han's mind, and then he chuckled.

   "Yeah, I'm a little kid, and my ice cube face hasn't changed since I was a kid"

   "Junior Brother Gu loves to eat. When I was young, I often brought Junior Sister Zhu to look for Junior Brother Mo Ye to ask for roasted monster meat."

  ...

  The two chatted all day about Gu Subai.

   And Gu Subai, who is at the center of the topic, is frantically throwing electricity at others.

  A minefield appeared with Gu Subai as the center, and everyone in the minefield twitched all over their bodies, and some of them were already foaming at the mouth, unable to support the flying sword and fell down.

  With an overwhelming winning rate and no sense of accomplishment at all, I added more strength, and then everyone started to fall like dumplings.

   Gu Subai looked down, she didn't kill them, but gave them a sigh of relief.

  With a cold face, she took out a piece of paper and compared it with a rough map of the Western Territory. What should I do next?

  The Ghost Mist Forest in the west should be the place with the most ghost cultivators in the cultivation world. I heard that the Ghost Mist Forest was formerly an ancient battlefield, where countless monks died.

  The cultivator's resentment and corpses piled up together, accumulating over time to form the Ghost Mist Forest, and all ghost cultivators love to run into this forest.

  When Gu Subai stood in front of the gloomy ghost fog forest, her indifferent expression showed a momentary dislike. Places with a lot of gloom and death are places that human cultivators don't like to stop.

The yin and death qi will invade the monk's body and mind. Those with poor temperament may be taken away by the ghost cultivator, and there is no trace of spiritual energy in the ghost fog forest. 100 percent depraved.

   Covering his body with a layer of aura barrier, Gu Subai performed a lightness technique and stepped into the ghost fog forest lightly.

   This time, she maximized the coercion of the golden core cultivator, and all the weak ghost cultivators who touched her coercion and aura all disappeared and did not dare to show their heads.

  Before the cultivation is successful, the ghost cultivation in the early stage is very fragile, and the monks can break them up with a random exorcism.

  The Ghost Mist Forest lives up to its name, with no light to be seen, it is gloomy, and everywhere is full of dead and yin.

   It is reasonable to say that this kind of place is not like a place with natural treasures, but what is unexpected is that there are really natural treasures here.

  Yin Zhi, the place where the only child and the yin energy are the most abundant, this kind of treasure is not only liked by human cultivators, but also by ghost cultivators.

  A few-year-old Yinzhi can make a ghost cultivator lose fifty years of cultivation.

  For Renxiu, Yin Zhi is a great thing to replenish consciousness and soul. There is no such a place full of Yin Qi in the Eastern Realm, and there are very few Yin Zhi. I did not expect such a place in the Western Realm.

   What she needs is Yin Zhi that is more than a century old, and the one with a thousand years is the first choice.

  As soon as she came in, she just ran to the place with the most yin energy, and occasionally ran into a few small and successful ghost cultivators, but they just cast her a glance and then disappeared. It seemed that they had no intention of confronting her.

  The place closest to Gu Subai with the most yin energy is a pagoda tree that cannot be hugged by ten people.

  It's obviously very cloudy and windy here, but it can't blow a single leaf of this locust tree.

   "Ahem~"

  The hoarse coughing sound came from behind the locust tree, which combined with this gloomy place made people feel frightened.

  But Gu Su Bai felt that the cough sound was very kind, because it was a human voice.

  Passing around the locust tree, a man in black robe leaned against the trunk of the locust tree, and there was an uncomfortable coughing sound from under the purple-gold mask.

  Hearing the movement, the man in black robe turned his head, and then he met a pair of jet-black thick ink eyes, his body froze instantly.

  However, Gu Subai didn’t look at him, but stared at a black Ganoderma lucidum—Yinzhi in the hands of the man in black robe.

  The man in the purple-gold mask seemed to have suffered quite a bit of injury in order to get the Yinzhi plant. Gu Subai saw drops of red blood left under his mask.

   "Is this the only one?" Gu Subai did not approach him, but asked indifferently.

  The man in the purple-gold mask looked up at the Yin Zhi in his hand, then nodded to her.

  Gu Su Bai suddenly felt sorry, the plant in the man's hand with the purple gold mask was a thousand-year-old Yinzhi.

   Seeing that Gu Subai was about to leave, the man in the purple gold mask said again, "The rest are more than ten years old."

  His voice was still so dark and hoarse, and he really hurt his throat.

  (end of this chapter)