At this moment, Zhao Ping'an had changed back into his true body and returned to the medicine garden.

"Senior Brother Zhao."

"Hello Senior Brother Zhao."

Along the way, many miscellaneous disciples would greet Zhao Ping'an.

In the past few years, although Zhao Ping'an has rarely had any contact with other miscellaneous disciples, after all, the talisman master of Fu Zheng Pavilion is there, and his status has already surpassed that of some ordinary miscellaneous disciples of the Medicine Garden.

So even if he didn't need to take the initiative to speak, many of the miscellaneous disciples of the Medicine Garden who met along the way would come over to say hello.

Among them, there are also several female disciples with good looks, staring at Zhao Ping'an with bright and moving eyes.

It's a pity that Zhao Ping'an was indifferent, just nodded lightly and took it as a response.

Soon after, Zhao Ping'an soon came to the outside of the wooden house where he was.

"Brother, do you see my ball?"

He was just about to push the door in, when suddenly there was a pause, and a young and crisp voice sounded behind him.

Zhao Ping'an turned around and saw a five or six-year-old boy looking straight at him with big eyes as bright as jewels.

He is pink, fat, and looks quite cute.

Especially when he spoke, he looked extremely innocent.

"Your balls are over there."

Zhao Ping'an noticed that a ball was rolling back and forth more than ten meters away, so he reminded the boy.

The boy's eyes lit up, and he stumbled towards the ball and held it in his arms.

"Whose child is this?"

"If I'm not mistaken, children aren't allowed in the medicine garden."

Zhao Ping'an was a little puzzled and whispered to himself.

"Peace!"

Just as he was puzzled by this, a familiar voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

Zhao Ping'an followed the prestige and saw Wang limping over.

Wang Cripple seemed to be much older, and there were several wrinkles on his face, but when he saw Zhao Ping'an, his eyes, which were originally slightly tired, still glowed with a trace of brilliance.

"Senior brother, when did you come back?"

Zhao Ping'an was both surprised and a little surprised, but he didn't expect that after three years, Wang Cripple suddenly appeared.

In the past three years, he occasionally thinks of Wang Cripple, after all, when he first came to the medicine garden, the other party gave him a lot of reminders and care.

"I just returned to the medicine garden today, so I'm bringing Xiaocheng'er to visit you."

The lame king said with a smile.

When he came down suddenly, he had not been heard from for the past two or three years, and it was only today that he finally returned to the medicine garden.

"Uncle, show you my balls."

"Isn't it pretty?"

While the two were talking, the boy ran to the cripple king, hugged his calf and asked with a grin.

"Xiaocheng'er, is this child your ......?"

Zhao Ping'an was a little surprised, and asked again when he wanted to speak.

"He's my nephew."

"It's called Wangcheng."

The lame king smiled slightly and explained.

"Xiaocheng'er, say hello to Uncle Zhao."

As he spoke, the lame man motioned for the child to come forward and say hello to Zhao Ping'an.

"Uncle, he's so young, he should be called brother."

"Hello brother, I'm Wang Cheng."

Wang Cheng said childishly to Zhao Ping'an.

Although Zhao Ping'an is now in his twenties, because of the cultivation of the "Immortal Sword Technique", his appearance looks like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, and he looks very young.

"Ping, children are not sensible, don't be surprised."

Seeing his nephew Wang Cheng talking like this, Wang Cripple was a little crying and laughing, and explained to Zhao Ping'an.

"It's okay, I like him to call me that."

Although Wang Cripple is missing a generation for no reason, how can Zhao Ping'an worry about a child?

"By the way, Senior Brother Wang, have you been there all these years?"

Zhao Ping'an asked softly.

At the beginning, the lame king said that he would go down the mountain for only a few months at the latest, but then there was no news for three years, and not even a letter was sent back, what happened?

"This ...... Eh......"

Hearing Zhao Ping'an ask, Wang Cripple stopped talking, and finally sighed softly and said, "Ping'an, what happened after I went down the mountain, let's find a chance to talk to you later." ”

"I'm here today to see you, let's not talk about those unhappy things."

Zhao Ping'an was thoughtful, it seems that a lot of things happened after Wang Cripple went down the mountain, and there is a certain unspeakable hidden, and he didn't ask any questions about it.

He didn't mention this topic again, and briefly chatted with Wang Cripple about the situation in the medicine garden over the years, as well as the changes in the Sword Sect in recent days.

The boy Wang Cheng was quite well-behaved, not crying or noisy, playing with his balls, and did not disturb the two of them talking.

"By the way, Senior Brother Wang, this kid is going to leave him in the medicine garden?"

Zhao Ping'an asked suddenly.

"Yes, Xiaocheng'er's parents have passed away, and now he is the only relative left with me."

"The reason why I took him up the mountain was because I wanted to take care of him."

"Don't worry, I've asked the caretaker, and she's made an exception to allow me to stay here."

The cripple grinned and explained.

"Then it seems that in the future, there will be a new member of our team of sweeping and miscellaneous disciples."

Zhao Ping'an joked with a smile.

"That's nature."

"Xiaocheng'er, in the future, my uncle will take you to sweep the floor and work every morning."

The lame king laughed and said jokingly to the boy who was playing with the ball.

Zhao Ping'an could see from his face that Wang Cripple had a strong doting color for his nephew Wang Cheng.

Half an hour later, Wang Cripple put his nephew Wang Cheng on his neck, and after saying hello to Zhao Ping'an, the uncle and nephew left frolicking.

"If I didn't guess wrong, Senior Brother Wang has encountered a lot of special things in the past three years since he came down the mountain."

Zhao Ping'an sighed softly, and then turned around and returned to his wooden house.

On this day, the news that Wang Cripple returned to the medicine garden and brought back a five or six-year-old nephew soon spread throughout the medicine garden.

Inside the wooden house, Zhao Ping'an took out a storage bag, which was the loot obtained from the old shopkeeper.

"The treasure snatcher is taken by man, and the murderer is killed."

"It's all a causal cycle."

Zhao Ping'an's eyes were shining, and he immediately used his divine sense to check the contents of the storage bag.

"The contents are really rich."

"How many times has this old thing done murder and treasure grabbing?"

Zhao Ping'an was a little surprised, the treasures in the storage bag were far beyond his imagination, and even a little more rich than the storage bag he got from the dead Yang Hong.

He activated his mana and poured out the contents of the storage bag.

First, there was a pile of lustring spirit stones, with a total of four thousand seven hundred, followed by several secret books, although they were all low-level exercises, but each one was sold as if it was worth hundreds of spirit stones.

You must know that the secret books of the exercises in the Great Qin Immortal Realm are extremely precious, and their value is several points more valuable than that of magic weapons.

Bang dang!

Then, another set of flying swords was poured out of the storage bag.

"These are the three flying swords that the old thing used."

"It's not just three, there are twelve flying swords, this is a set of sword formations!"

After Zhao Ping'an looked carefully, he showed a hint of surprise.

Each of the flying swords in this has the quality of a high-grade magic weapon, forming a flawless sword formation.

When the old shopkeeper fought with him, the reason why he could only urge three flying swords was because his own cultivation realm was not enough.

"This kind of sword array, if you don't have the cultivation of the foundation building period or above, you can't control all of them at all, let alone give full play to the true power of the sword array."

"It's a rare treasure."

Zhao Ping'an's eyes lit up, and he really picked up a big bargain.

With this set of sword formations, Zhao Ping'an didn't have to worry about not having a weapon to take advantage of.

You must know that the Cold Light Sword he exchanged for when he went to the Refining Pavilion before was also a medium-grade magic weapon, but even if it was a single against one, the quality of the Cold Light Sword was not as good as any flying sword in this sword array.

"In addition to the sword array, there is something inside."

Zhao Ping'an suppressed the emotions in his heart and continued to take out the contents of the storage bag.

It is a wooden box with a faint fragrance.

"A wooden box carved from thousand-year-old fragrant wood."

"And there is a prohibition protection on it, is it a precious treasure in it?"

Zhao Ping'an's vision was broad, and he could see at a glance that the wooden box was not simple.

He didn't hesitate, just a burst of immortal mana poured out in his hand, and he easily broke the prohibition on the surface of the wooden box, and immediately opened it.

In an instant, golden light erupted, and a gold-like elixir appeared in Zhao Ping'an's sight.

The rich aroma of elixir fills almost the entire wooden house.

"Uganemaru!"

Zhao Ping'an's eyes froze, and his mouth became a little dry.

Wujin Pill, an extremely rare pill, was ten times rarer than the Guiyuan Pill he had taken before, and even in a sense, its value was only slightly worse than the Tsukidan that could help people enter the foundation building period.

However, any immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period, as long as he can take the Wujin Pill, then no matter what kind of talent he is, no matter what kind of exercises he cultivates, no matter what bottlenecks he encounters, he can immediately improve a small realm on the same day.

This elixir, if it is auctioned in the outside world, its value is at least no less than five thousand spirit stones!