A trace of fairy energy entered the body, and the old man was sure that he would live at least another ten more years!

It seems that it is only ten days, but you must know that even the top-level elixir refined by the Faun Divine Doctor, who is the best in the medical world, can only extend the life of the old man for three days.

And to make such an elixir, there are countless heavenly and earthly treasures that need to be consumed, and even the five cities on the twelfth floor cannot afford to supply it for a long time.

"Outside of the immortal qi, there is no survival."

It is precisely with this judgment of the pastoral doctor that the old man will choose to go incognito and travel the world in the last few years of his life.

Although this world can cultivate, all cultivators only practice aura, and it is also aura that pervades the mountains, rivers and rivers.

The first layer of qi refining is commonly known as "smelling immortal qi", but how can it be the real immortal qi that smells? The same Reiki is nothing more than a rhetorical device in the spiritual world to encourage and praise practice.

Even if it is one of the few people in the world who ascend to the Immortal Realm, what they have in their bodies is only a purer aura.

Maybe they have been able to breed a trace or two of immortal qi, but this is undoubtedly not their most original and powerful means, and it is impossible for them to be able to heal the old man's injuries at all.

What's more, a trace or two of immortal qi can't save the old man, and he hasn't even tasted salty yet......

All in all, this piece of heaven and earth has pronounced the death of the old man, and the gods are difficult to save!

The old man has long seen it, he is not greedy for life and afraid of death, and these years of games in the world have also allowed him to spend the happiest years.

I thought that my soul would return to heaven and earth in this small Qingguan today, but maybe his legend will be mentioned again when the little Taoist priest in the future view shines with his body inheritance.

But I didn't expect to meet Jiang Chou!

This little Taoist priest is not the kind that is strong or not, he is the kind of ...... It's a special kind......

It's so special that it looks like there is no cultivation but it can overflow with immortal energy!

It's the kind of white that comes out when it's filled and can't be filled!

Who can believe this?

It can be seen with the naked eye that even if the old man absorbs a trace every day, it will not have the slightest effect on the little Taoist, and it will even be good for him!

As we all know, it's not a good thing to be too full and not vent.

Maybe one morning you'll notice something dirty......

If this continues...... It's not impossible to heal this injury!

The old man is not afraid of death, he dies well, he is generous and calm, and he is open-minded......

But if you can live, why die?

He's old, but not stupid.

……

After expressing his intentions, the old man told Jiang Chou that his name was Jun Jue, and his dream in this life was to be the head of Xiaoqingguan.

Although this bad old man who showed his gums when he smiled was really a little unworthy of this name, compared to his dream, Jiang Chou felt that this name was not so outrageous.

But since he is willing to be the head of this house, Jiang Chou will not care what his name is.

50% mission progress!

"Since you are the head of Xiaoqingguan, it is time for you to tell you some things as a disciple." Jiang Chou looked at Jun Jue and said seriously.

Jun Jue thought to himself, why did this sound so awkward......

Could it be that the head of this little Qingguan has something to say? Do you have to die if you become the boss?

Just about to frown, thinking about it, if there was no Jiang Chou's immortal energy, he would be dead anyway, and there was nothing to worry about when he thought about it like this!

"My master, your predecessor, passed away a year ago......"

Jiang Chou has nothing to hide, this small Qingguan has a total of front yard, main hall, backyard, plus an ancestral hall, two guest rooms, a kitchen, and even the thatched toilet has just been built in the past two years......

Jun Jue raised his head as he listened, and the trees behind the backyard were indeed growing very well.

said that he had stayed in Xiaoqingguan for more than ten years, but most of them were the daily life between the master and apprentice, and it was rare to have someone to talk to, Jiang Chou gradually said a little more.

By the time Jiang Chou finished talking about Zhongtongmen, the sky was already white.

Staying up all night once in a while is nothing to him, although Jun Jue Lao Dao was still dead just now, but that trace of immortal qi was not so fragile after entering his body.

"All your things were taught by your master?"

Jiang Chou thought that Jun Jue would ask about Zhongtongmen first after listening to the meeting, but he didn't think that he would ask his master first.

"Yes, but I didn't learn anything. Because I didn't have a talent for cultivation, it was useless to learn how to draw talismans and chant sutras, so my master taught me some simple ways to cultivate qi, and I didn't even have a name. Jiang Chou said honestly.

When Jun Jue heard this, his heart was turbulent!

Good guys, I'm straight good guys!

A person with an immortal aura said that he had no cultivation talent and couldn't practice?

It's like a fish looking at people who are learning and saying, "I envy them so much, I can't learn to swim without limbs......

Look at the outside world before you speak......

Jun Jue can be sure that Master Jiang Chou's so-called simple method of cultivating qi is definitely not simple!

But he wouldn't be stupid enough to ask Jiang Chou directly what method he was practicing, this kind of exercise must not be able to be taught to outsiders at will.

Even if he is now the head of Xiaoqingguan.

That's an outsider too.

After a long time, Jun Jue sighed: "Presumably, your master's cultivation must be the best in ancient and modern times." ”

Otherwise, how could such a demon be taught?

Jiang Chou waved his hand and said, "My master? It's nothing like an old piece of rubbish. ”

Jun Jue was silent, a little reluctant to speak.

Can you teach a person who is full of fairy energy and overflowing, is an old waste?

So what is he?

What is the old guy who is comparable to him on the twelfth floor and in the five cities?

Waste is not as good?

Or I'd better die myself.

……

"Zhongtongmen wants to annex Xiaoqingguan, so you want to recruit someone to be the head?"

Finally recovering from autism, Jun Jue continued to ask.

Jiang Chou nodded and said, "Now that Xiaoqingguan has me, and then there is the master, only the last person is missing." ”

Jun Jue nodded, he was very familiar with the "Sect Affiliated Contract", and the way of Zhongtongmen was a little tougher, but in today's Huang Kingdom, there is a chance that it will succeed.

This is not something that can be solved by force alone, although Zhongtongmen is not strong in the eyes of Jun Jue Laodao, it acts according to the "Contract", and it is backed by the entire Huang Kingdom.

Jiang Chou's response was to expand the number of sects to three, and use the terms of the "contract" to oppose the terms of the "contract".

is the only possible solution at the moment.

"That...... Master, do you have a wife? If there is, then we are all together! Jiang Chou said suddenly.

Jun Jue's heart ached, like being struck by lightning.

"I don't have a wife...... Is it okay to have a concubine, or is it a good old man? ”

Jun Jue's old head was buried lower and lower, his eyes were sad, and his thin hands were twisted on the seams of his trousers, miserable and miserable.

Jiang Chou understood something.

stepped forward and patted Jun Jue's shoulder, and said with serious relief:

"I have been to the Tao all my life, but I have never attained the Tao, and this is really uncomfortable."

"But I'm a lot older, and I want to open a little."

"In terms of numbers, I actually have a trick."

Jiang Chou led Jun Jue Lao Dao, who was repeatedly jumping sideways on the edge of self-isolation, to a guest room, and pointed to Qiqidao who was still sleeping on the bed:

"If you can't recruit people, can you count ghosts?"