After the qualification test is over, except for a very small number of people who are willing to stay and become miscellaneous disciples of the outer sect, the others all pack their bags and prepare to leave the Mingdao Sect, the so-called "there is no master here, there is a place to stay here!", of course, you can't hang yourself on a tree, let alone cultivate the Tao! Besides, in the past, they were classmates of each other, regardless of whether they were high or low, and now they suddenly want to become inferior miscellaneous servants who wait for each other. , this situation is difficult for anyone to overcome, let alone a young and vigorous teenager!

Yuan Chonghui has experienced two lives, and he has seen this thoroughly, and he also has psychological preparation and his own plan, that is, to return to no longer come, "hidden in the city", the guy in a small shop will naturally not become the object of attention, and may be more conducive to his own cultivation.

But when it came to separating from Hongyu, Qi Ji and others, Hongyu, who had always been flamboyant, became greasy and crooked: "Boss, if you leave, little brother, I will be bullied again in the future, but there will be no one to support me! As he spoke, tears flowed down without a fight, which was contrary to his style of acting! Yuan Chonghui angrily and amusefully scolded him: "I'm not going to reincarnate, and I won't be able to meet in the future! What kind of system are you crying like a girl? Go back to cultivation! If the realm ascension is slow, I won't be able to spare you!"

Hongyu laughed when he heard this, and he got up again: "With a genius physique like me, it's difficult for the realm to slow down!" So I have a lot of time for me to squander, so I can naturally take time to see the boss you often, as for Qi Ji and Zhantong, a pair of straw bales, there is only a dry stare and red eyes!"

"Hongyu, who is the straw bag?" Qi Ji and Zhantong rushed forward in unison, twisting their ears and pulling their buttocks, and dragged him away in Hongyu's pig-like screams, and their shouts came from afar, "Boss, let's take time to see you!"

Yuan Chonghui smiled and said goodbye to them. These three people don't have a quiet and honest part when they get together, they either fight with each other or make trouble, if it weren't for the change in their hearts after experiencing two lives after being reborn, and understanding the truth that teenagers have their own juvenile madness, I really can't stand them.

Walking on the winding mountain road, the breeze blows, but it is very refreshing and pleasant, "Hmm, what does this smell like?" Yuan Chonghui stopped.

With the faint sound of the wind wafting a tempting fragrance, he walked all the way in the direction where the fragrance floated over, and in a mountain depression, he saw the old fisherman he had met in the past on the edge of the deep pool of the Flawless Mountain, sitting on a stump, holding a chicken leg smoked with lotus leaves, feasting and eating happily.

Seeing Yuan Chonghui, he beckoned, "Boy, are you hungry?" Come, you are lucky today, you can taste the chicken called Huahua that I smoked with my own hands!" Yuan Chonghui took it and took a bite, the fragrance was moderate, and a fragrance passed down the mouth and poured all over the body, it was a smoked chicken delicacy that he had never eaten.

"Senior, how is this chicken smoked?" Yuan Chonghui couldn't help but blurt out.

The old fisherman blinked, pretending to be mysterious: "This is an exclusive secret recipe, it will not be passed on, you can taste it today, it is already a good mouth, how many people dream of trying to taste it!"

"Also, from now on, I won't be able to cultivate in the Ming Dao Sect, it's very rare to see the old-timers, and it's even more difficult to taste the delicious food you cooked yourself!" Yuan Chonghui said with a loss.

"What's wrong, boy, did you make a mistake, and you were expelled from the sect?" the old man was a little puzzled.

"Boy, my qualifications are stupid, I haven't broken through the Body Yuan Realm, I can't meet the requirements of the sect, and I can't cultivate in the Ming Dao Sect anymore!" Yuan Chonghui replied honestly.

"Oh, I see!" The old man suddenly understood, he looked at Yuan Chonghui carefully, and saw that although he was still an ordinary body Yuan realm, he was refreshed, his speech and demeanor were calm and calm, he had a kind of bearing, and there seemed to be a faint Ling Ran aura between his eyebrows, and his heart had changed a lot compared to before, and he became much calmer.

"Then you punch me again and show me you!" the old man stroked his beard.

"Then ask the old-timers for some advice!" After speaking, he meticulously punched one or three times. Since Yuan Chonghui was leaving the Ming Dao Sect at this time, it could be regarded as the end of a period of cultivation, and his mentality was naturally more relaxed.

"Hey, the kid has already realized a trace of fist intent!" The old fisherman was a little surprised.

From Yuan Chonghui's fist, it can be seen that this young man with ordinary qualifications has realized a trace of fist intent, and the comprehension of fist intent will naturally affect and change his heart, and the two complement each other. Ever since he made a casual point at the edge of the deep pool of Immaculate Mountain, he didn't expect this kid's cultivation to gain much and improve. But I didn't expect that it had only been so long that I had comprehended a trace of the way of fist intent, which was a cultivation path that was difficult for many Qi Yuan Realm people to understand!

It seems that this kid is still a talent that can be created, and leaving in this way is a loss for both the Ming Dao Sect and himself. Looking at his hand again, an inconspicuous ring caught his attention, "Oh, it turns out that it has something to do with Bao Danian!"

He pondered for a moment, had a plan in his heart, and said to Yuan Chonghui: "Boy, are you going to continue your cultivation in the store no longer come? Although there is no shortage of cultivation resources there, it is not a suitable place, and the shopkeeper is a god and a god all day long, drilling holes everywhere, and he has no intention of doing it, how can he have spare time to guide you to cultivate! I will recommend a place for you, are you willing?"

Hearing the words of the old fisherman, coupled with an encounter in the Flawless Mountain, he knew that the old man was kind to him, and understood that this was for his own good, so he groaned a little and asked: "I don't know where the old man is going to recommend the kid to go, please come on, let the kid also consider it, can I make the trip!"

Hearing Yuan Chonghui say this, the fishing old man nodded approvingly, if it was an ordinary person, hearing him say this, he would have been ecstatic and hurriedly agreed, but this kid first asked where to go, whether it was suitable for him, this is much calmer than the average Dao Sheng, it seems that his move is right.

He stroked his beard and smiled: " There is a place called the Medicine Garden in the inner gate of the Ming Dao Sect, the person in charge of the Medicine Garden is called Mo Kehua, and he has some dealings with the old decay, he will still give me a little face, you can go to him, be a medicine boy who listens to him, take the opportunity to learn some pills from him, if he is happy to serve, and kick you one or two pills for cultivation, then your kid will be regarded as burning high incense, this is an opportunity that many people dream of, and this medicine boy is different from ordinary miscellaneous servants, except for being busy when necessary, most of the rest of the time is idle, just can be used for cultivation, you see how it is？”

Yuan Chonghui listened, his heart moved, the place recommended by the old man was really good, in addition to his cultivation, he could just take some of the medical knowledge he learned in the store further, which was a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

He hurriedly bowed and thanked: "The seniors have such good intentions, the kid dares not to accept it!" It's just that the time was in a hurry last time, and he didn't have time to ask the seniors for advice, can you give it to the kid this time, so that the kid can remember the Mingde of the seniors!"

The old man waved his hand, "Names and secrets are all things outside the body, so why worry about it! I'll send you there!" After speaking, he blew his hand into his mouth, and a handsome flying crane floated from the sky. The old man instructed Feihe, "Song'er, send this young man to Old Man Mo in Danxia Mountain!"

Feihe nodded obediently, as if he understood the words of the old fisherman, and chirped twice at Yuan Chonghui.

"You sit on Feihe, it will take you to Mo Kehua in the medicine garden, he will naturally accept you when he sees Feihe, as for whether you can achieve cultivation or not, it depends on your efforts and creation, if there is fate, we will meet again." The old man said to Yuan Chonghui.

Yuan Chonghui said goodbye to the old man and jumped on the flying crane. With a chirp, the flying crane rose to the sky and floated away towards the depths of the white clouds.