"Fellow Daoist, you go slowly!" the maid personally delivered to the door, smiling.

"It's really different to have spirit stones," Wu Qi couldn't help but sigh when he walked out of the pill shop.

In the past few days, I have been running back and forth in various pill shops, and with the squandering of spirit stones, the injuries on my body have finally recovered, and it no longer affects normal cultivation.

However, it also cost hundreds of spirit stones, and ordinary pills do not have this kind of recovery speed, but Wu Qi is not bad at this spirit stone, and he tries to recover his injuries.

I found a restaurant casually, which can be regarded as a treat for myself, and it is not bad to fight tooth sacrifices.

Wu Qi chose a remote location, ordered a pot of sake, and a few side dishes, and slowly tasted it.

"I heard that tomorrow the Qingyang Sect will recruit disciples in Nanzhong City, and I don't know which loose cultivators can be lucky enough to enter the Qingyang Sect. A red-faced man poured a few sips of spirits, full of envy.

"But no, there is no skill, and there is no cultivation, so if we want to enter the casual cultivation, how difficult it is, we can only depend on chance. Another young monk shook his head and sighed as he glanced at his own cultivation.

Wu Qi's divine sense swept his eyes at the young monk, he only practiced the peak of the third layer of qi in his twenties, if there was no chance in this life, the road of cultivating immortals in the future would basically come to an end, and there was indeed not much hope.

"Yes, yes! This Qingyang Sect is really too demanding. ”

The wine table echoed from time to time, obviously feeling something, but they all sighed in unison, obviously entering the Qingyang Sect, and there was little hope.

"The local chicken and tile dog also want to enter the Qingyang Sect? It's really ridiculous, I don't have any self-knowledge!" I saw that the young man was wearing a scarf crown, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a long robe was cut properly and was very gorgeous.

However, he looked around with a look of disdain, as if in order to highlight himself: "If you are a casual cultivator, you must be conscious, honestly go to Cairo Mountain to mine, and enter the Qingyang Sect for such a major event, naturally there are children of the family such as me to do it for you." The words made the children of the family who followed laugh heartily, and echoed from time to time.

"What Brother Gong said is very right, when he enters the Qingyang Sect, he still hopes that Brother Gong will bring one or two. Immediately, there was a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, patting his ass, and a pair of small eyes turned from time to time.

The remaining teenagers looked at the sharp-mouthed young man with a disdainful expression, but they were still dominated by the young man surnamed Gong, and they did not show any trace of admiration when they persuaded them to drink, after all, they were all children of the family, even if they were sycophants, they would not be so explicit.

However, the sharp-mouthed young man didn't care as if he had won a battle, and said with a smug face: "Brother Gong is extremely talented, and he practiced qi at a young age, even if he joins that core disciple one day, it will definitely be fine, that is comparable to these scattered cultivators." After speaking, he deliberately raised his voice, as if he was mocking the surrounding loose cultivation.

Although the surrounding teenagers were not ashamed of the sharp-mouthed teenagers' fear of fart, when they heard that the young man surnamed Gong had already practiced qi, they really touted it, and all kinds of praises were endless.

"Fifteen or sixteen years old, I will follow a dick in the later stage of Qi training, it seems that I, the eighth layer of Qi training, can I also be an elite disciple?" Wu Qi muttered to himself in his mind.

Seeing that the young man surnamed Gong was touted by everyone, obviously he was a child of a family, so he dared to criticize Sanxiu so wantonly, Wu Qi also paid special attention to it.

Suddenly, the surrounding scattered cultivators showed indignation, but when they looked at these children of the family, they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, obviously scruples.

"Hmph, what's the spirit? Isn't it just the family!"

"I'm waiting for casual cultivation, and all my cultivation is earned by my own hard work, how can these rice worms be compared?" There were also casual cultivators who were not afraid and fought back unceremoniously, but they only discussed in a low voice.

"This seems to be a genius disciple of the Gong family, and I heard that there is already a quota for the Qingyang Sect in advance. ”

"No, the Gong family is also one of the best families in the Qingyang Sect, and it is not easy to enter the total quota. There are also well-informed monks who analyze.

"Completely ignoring our scattered cultivation, I don't think the Qingyang Sect will last long. ”

"Brother, be cautious, don't drink too much!" The young monk saw that the big man was a little out of line, and hurriedly persuaded him.

"Yes extremely! Yes pole! Brother Wei is indeed a little drunk, go first, and he will meet again in the future. The red man really looked panicked, glanced at the young people of the family, and saw that the disciples of the family did not react, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he left in a hurry.

It's rare that the surrounding casual cultivation is not ridiculed, after all, they are also casual cultivators, even if they are usually self-motivated, when they encounter such a situation, they can't help but feel a little surprised.

I didn't hear the news about the Qingxia Society, and Wu Qi didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

The joy is that the matter of Sun Steward, so far, at least it has not spread, and tomorrow is the Qingyang Sect to recruit disciples, as long as they enter the sect, then Qingxia will have no evidence, and they will not dare to go to the Qingyang Sect to find fault.

Now I am afraid that Qingxia will take action, but I am only investigating secretly, but Steward Sun is just an outer door steward, there should not be much movement, and the monks who die in Cairo Mountain every year are not one thousand but eight hundred, not important people, who can check it.

Now I can only try to keep a low profile, these days, even the sale of the Spirit Gathering Array has been stopped, and I have been recuperating from my injuries with peace of mind, but I haven't made any big news.

These children of the family talked and laughed, and they didn't seem to care about the scattered cultivation around them, whether they were sarcastic or envious, but laughed even more.

Wu Qi saw it in his eyes, just smiled and shook his head, these children of the family are more like showing off here.

Sure enough, I am still young, but I still can't escape, this kind of vanity expansion, achievement, not showing off to the world, how to highlight my existence, not to make some big news, how to appear different.

Typical late stage of secondary disease.

Thinking that he is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, he can't help but laugh dumbly, but with the experience of his previous life, it is indeed a kind of maturity of mentality.

Like this kind of ridicule that has no benefit at all, and if it is not done well, there is danger, Wu Qi will definitely not bother with this kind of middle and second disease.

........

After returning to the cave, Wu Qi was relaxed, and after taking off his clothes, he was naked, and jumped into the medicinal bath that had been prepared to soak his body.

This bucket of medicinal bath costs more than a hundred spirit stones, and only Wu Qi would squander them like this, but for the sake of the injuries on his body, it is worth spending some spirit stones.

The divine sense 'looked' at the back, and the skin that had been charred and dead had fallen off and regrown fine white skin.

If he hadn't known about the back injury a few days ago, Wu Qi would have suspected that he had 'seen' it.

After putting on the clothes, I applied the black jade paste in the auxiliary department, this kind of plaster with a hundred and ten spirit stones really had a miraculous effect, and the original blood hole had disappeared in a few days.

There are only faint red traces, and Wu Qi estimates that it will only take a day or two to completely heal from the injury, and there is still the slightest scar.

Wu Qi was also amazed, and even the shopkeeper who sold the black jade paste said that it would take a month to be completely cured.

I didn't expect that it only took me four or five days, and I was almost cured, and it seemed that I had met a profiteer again.

However, Wu Qi guessed that it should have a lot to do with his own refining body, since the breakthrough of the quadruple fist, and the subsequent sudden outburst, as well as the terrifying state after the "god form", it should have a lot to do with it.

Otherwise, there would not be such a terrible resilience, which is recovering almost at a rate visible to the naked eye, changing every day.

However, Wu Qi didn't think much about it, and participating in the recruitment ceremony of the Qingyang Sect tomorrow was the main goal.

Wu Qi's eyes flashed with determination!

Qingyang Sect!