Flash, is abruptly from one place to another, as if in a flash, Mingxuan is well-read, naturally knows, I have seen it before, the wind wolf encountered in the territory of the beast has flashing skills, and other times mainly because Mingxuan's cultivation was not high at that time, his eyes were not sharp enough, and the other party's speed was too fast, his eyes couldn't keep up, as if flashing, but after all, there were traces to follow, not a real flash, and the dark clouds flashed hundreds of meters like this, and there were trees and houses in between, it was a real flashing stunt!

"Chirp!" Seeing that Ming Xuan was stunned, Doudou looked very dissatisfied, as if he still had a lot of tricks that he hadn't shown.

"Doudou doesn't make trouble, I know you're also great!" Mingxuan naturally didn't favor one over the other, and took out his favorite elixir for it to eat, and sure enough, Doudou immediately stopped making trouble and ate happily.

When he was in Kangcheng, the famous doctor Guo Jieren refined the blood dragon bean and other medicinal materials into pills for Doudou to eat, and became its favorite, although there were hundreds, but could not help the consumption of three pills a day, and it was exhausted after less than two years, fortunately, Qingyangmen was rich in medicinal materials, and the Taoist was a master of alchemy, with the help of Elder Changfeng, he refined a lot, and the food of Doudou was worry-free, but it was not the original blood dragon beans Those rare medicinal materials, but other medicinal materials imitated.

Blood dragon beans, fire tree roots and fennel are all fire-based medicinal materials, after many attempts, it was found that Doudou is indeed very partial to fire-based things, even if it is very close to the flame bow, so the alchemy master of Qingyangmen used other relatively ordinary fire-based medicinal materials to refine the elixir, Doudou did not reject it, but felt that eating it was not as addictive as before.

For such a change, Ming Xuan naturally saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, so when he traveled around the rivers and lakes, he collected medicinal herbs everywhere, especially paying attention to the fire-based medicinal materials, and he was not the Wuxia Ameng of the year, he would suffer from pain for a little silver, so as long as he encountered precious medicinal materials, he would never let go, such a lot of good medicinal materials were naturally accumulated over time, and when he was in Bingcheng, he asked Ou Zhiyang to find the alchemy master of the Chen clan to refine for him, and the dragon pattern ring was full of storage, enough for Doudou to eat for several years.

Ming Xuan is willing to spend his blood, the effect is naturally good, Doudou eats very happily, and he no longer cares about what happened just now, it seems that it is not having a good time in the derivative array!

"Wuyun, what's the matter with the single horn on your forehead?" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ming Xuan caressed the single horn that suddenly grew out of the dark cloud, the shape was like a freshly unearthed bamboo shoot, the touch was like a cow's horn, and there were fine lines on the surface, like some kind of formation.

Wuyun naturally couldn't answer his question, but just shook his head impatiently, as if he didn't like Mingxuan touching it like this, and his arrogant temperament still remained cold.

After frolicking with them, Ming Xuan calmed down and took them back to the courtyard where they used to live.

As soon as he entered the door, a note on the table in the hall attracted Ming Xuan's attention.

"Doudou and the dark clouds have been sent back, the effect of the Yin Fruit has been fully exerted, fortunately, there have been no bad changes, where the future holds, listen to you. "At the end, there was Elder Changxin's payment, thinking that he saw that Mingxuan had returned to the mountain, so he sent Doudou and Wuyun back.

There is also a quaint white porcelain jade bottle next to the note, and when I open it, it is the remaining Yin Fruit from before!

The medicinal power of Yin Fruit is divided into three parts: foundation building, mutation, and sublimation. Every five years is a phase.

It's been more than five years since the last time they took the Yin Fruit, and they can enter the next stage at any time, and in the stage of building the foundation, their changes are obvious, fortunately, they are all developing in a good direction, at least their hearts have not deteriorated, so the elders are also relieved, Doudou and Wuyun are both close partners of Ming Xuan, and the Yin Fruit is also protected by their senior brothers, and what to do with it in the future is naturally up to Ming Xuan himself.

Seeing the Yin Fruit again, Doudou and the dark clouds looked less calm again, but they were still much better than before, at least more stable, although the longing in their eyes still couldn't be hidden.

"The next stage is the mutation, in this foundation building stage, the dark clouds have changed so much, if it reaches the real mutation stage, I don't know what will happen, I'm afraid it's not something I can control, or wait until after the promotion and selection. Ming Xuan thought about it, resolutely put away the Yin Fruit, and passed the promotion selection, Ming Xuan would naturally worship the famous teacher, and it would not be too late to make a decision after consulting the master.

Seeing Ming Xuan's actions, Doudou and Wuyun also understood, forcibly suppressed the desire in their hearts and restored their former peace.

With the company of Doudou and the dark clouds, the deserted Sunset Peak has a little more vitality, but life is no different from the past, Ming Xuan has devoted himself to cultivation day and night, the dark clouds still like to wander around in the depths of the forest, and Doudou likes to toss around, and its cheerful cries can be heard everywhere.

Everything still seems so harmonious.

......

Qingyang Gate, the inner courtyard, above the majestic main hall.

An old man wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe, holding a dust, white beard, and sword eyebrows is sitting on the main seat of the main hall, and there is only one owner of this position, and that is the head of the Taoist giant Qingyang Gate!

Although the old man looks kind and kind, he is very easy to approach, but his body unnaturally exudes a kind of prestige that makes people convinc, and there are many people in the hall, from the point of view of cultivation, they are all strong people in Zhongzhou, but no one dares to look at him!

Under the main seat, there are still many old men sitting on the left and right, and their breath is also extremely majestic, in front of them, Ming Xuan is afraid that he doesn't even have the courage to make a move.

And the old man sitting at the end of the right seat, Ming Xuan knew it, that was the chief elder of the outer courtyard of Qingyang Gate, Chang Xin!

There were many people in the hall, but it seemed very quiet, and no one spoke.

"Where is the constant heart?" In the silence, a clear voice came, breaking the silence.

"The disciple is here!" Hearing the head call him, Chang Xin hurriedly left his seat and saluted.

"How many disciples have participated in the promotion selection this year?" said the head slowly.

"A total of twenty-three people participated, although the number of people is not much, but the overall strength is the best in recent years!" Facing the questioning of the head, Chang Xin naturally did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

"The number of people is really not much, but the comprehensive strength does not know where to start. The boss asked with a smile.

"These twenty-three people, needless to say, are talented, the oldest of them is less than sixty years old, and the youngest is not even thirty years old! The average age is only about forty years old, and they have also made a lot of fame in Zhongzhou, which can be described as the future pillars of Qingyangmen!" These people are naturally the disciples of the outer courtyard in the past, and Chang Xin has watched them grow up, so he naturally will not be stingy with praise words.

"Oh, it seems that this is indeed the best in the past, but it makes me look forward to it!" Seeing that the young disciple was so good, the head of the sect was naturally happy in his heart.

"Senior Brother Head, there are more than forty disciples participating in the promotion selection this year, so there must be at least a dozen masters, but I don't know if it has been arranged?" Elder Pingshan, who was sitting at the top of the lower left, asked.

"This matter has been handed over to Pingli's junior brother to arrange, but I don't know how it is going?"

"The head of Qiqi has already arranged thirteen people, and the worst of them is already a seventh-order spiritual cultivator, but it's just ......" Pingli wanted to say something.

"Just what?" asked the boss.

"It's just that the immortal-level master hasn't been arranged properly, although there is only one immortal who chooses an apprentice every year, but after accumulating all year round, every immortal in the courtyard has three to four apprentices, and it is already the limit to both practice and teach apprentices, so ......" They are all immortals of the same generation, and it is not easy to make many requirements for Pingli, and it is difficult for him to do this thing, not to mention that most of the masters who have cultivated to the immortal are floating out of the world, looking for immortal mountains and holy water retreats and practices, and there are really not many who remain in the Qingyang Gate, after all, after reaching the level of immortals, every time they advance, it will cause the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, and the deeper the cultivation, the more ferocious the Thunder Tribulation is, and every time it is a matter of life and death, so that they really have no time to deal with these mundane things in the world.

"This is indeed a question, Senior Brother Pingfeng, do you have any good suggestions?" the head of the sect turned to the first person on the right and asked.

"The senior brothers who are still in the courtyard really have no time to take care of it, but there are several disciples who have reached the peak of the spirit, and the breakthrough is imminent, but far from quenching the thirst of the near, think about it, it's not that there is no one to choose at all, but this matter has to be bothered by the head of the family to go out in person. Ping Feng said with flickering words, which means that the head of the family naturally knows.

"Alas, I haven't seen my senior brother for many years, but I can't imagine that when I see him again, I am afraid that he still refuses to see me!" Rao is the head of Qingyangmen, and not everything can be done.

"After many years, the ordinary senior brother shouldn't still be so stubborn, right? Our senior brother can't have a relationship like this all the time, I think this is an opportunity. Ping Feng already had this idea in his heart.

"Oh, where does this start?" Hearing this, the head of the family also became interested.

......

Dragon City is still as prosperous as in the past, with people coming and going, busy traffic, and noises and shouts coming and going.

"Look at what you want, there is a price on the shelf, if you like it, you can pay for it, and you will not bargain!"

"Senior Brother Pingfan, I'm afraid that many people won't sell your accounts in such a way that you attract customers, and business is rarely getting better!" said with a smile, he is no one else, but the head of Qingyangmen! As soon as he entered, the antique shop was enveloped in a mysterious atmosphere, and the people on the street could not see any changes inside, let alone have any thoughts to enter the store to have a look.

I didn't expect that the owner of this small antique shop was actually the senior brother of the head of the house! When Ming Xuan first arrived in Dragon City, he asked him for directions, but for some reason, he didn't say a lot of bad things about Qingyangmen.

"Senior Brother Pingping, oh, no, I should call the head of the house! I haven't seen you for decades, and you sealed my shop with the Hebi Array as soon as you entered the door, are you here to smash the field?" said plainly and lightly, there are only a handful of people in the world who dare to speak to the head of Qingyangmen in this tone!

The head of the law is calm, but after serving as the head of the house, few people mention his law name.

"Senior brother, you misunderstood, I just don't want anyone to disturb our conversation. "Even if he is already the head of the house, he is his senior brother in front of him after all, and he doesn't dare to put on a show.

"What are you doing here?" the ordinary didn't seem to like to see him.

"I know that Senior Brother is still worried about Chang Ming's affairs, and I won't say much about the reason, because I have said it too many times! Now I just want to say, after so many years have passed, can't Senior Brother still let go? Even if Senior Brother can't let go, can he let go of the emotions of so many of our senior brothers for hundreds of years?" said calmly with a little excitement, even if he cultivated to his level, he still valued the emotions between senior brothers very seriously.

"Chang Ming and I are a master-apprentice relationship, and you are a brotherhood, the two do not conflict, the love is there, and it has not changed at all! What I hate is not you as senior brothers! But you as the head of the Qingyang Sect and the elder of the inner courtyard! Yu Gong, a promising disciple of the inner courtyard is about to be promoted to an immortal, and was killed by a traitor and unfortunately fell, as his backing Qingyang Sect is indifferent, not only does not strictly investigate, but even forbids the disciples in the door to track down, what is the purpose of this! For private reasons, my first apprentice was killed by a traitor, and the master naturally wants to seek justice for him! Those who are uncles not only do not help, but also trap me in the door to prevent the investigation, what is the reason!" Ping Fan said very excitedly!

"I don't want to fight with you, we have said similar things decades ago, and now we are still walking on the old road, you still can't understand our suffering, after so many years, I think it's time for us to let go of these things, let everything fade with the wind, at least bury him in the bottom of our hearts, don't let us be separated by this, and regain our former brotherhood. Calm said sincerely, similar quarrels have been carried out countless times decades ago, and there is no result after all, and Calm doesn't want to dwell on it anymore.

"I don't think you came here to quarrel with me, let's say, what's the matter?" In fact, Pingfan's heart is also entangled, and this entanglement has been bothering him for decades.

"This year's promotion selection is about to start, the disciples have good qualifications, and the rest of the master candidates have been confirmed, only this immortal-level master has not yet been settled, and the senior brothers mean to let you go out of the mountain to choose an apprentice. Calm also calmed down his emotions and said sincerely.

This proposal is very wonderful, ordinary is naturally an immortal-level master, in line with the conditions for choosing apprentices, but after the fall of his first disciple Chang Ming, he has never accepted apprentices, and he has also alienated the brothers in the sect, but everyone knows that deep down in his heart, he still can't give up Qingyangmen, and this proposal not only conforms to the rules of the door, but also eases the tense relationship between their brothers and sisters, although it can't return to the past, but at least it will develop in a good direction.

"Hmph! Do you think I will accept another apprentice? What can I do if I accept an apprentice? If something happens, I can't protect him, and even Qingyangmen won't seek justice for him! Why let each other feel cold!" said with a sneer, refusing mercilessly.

"Senior brother, why bother!" Calm was quite distressed.

"Needless to say! It's better to leave and not to leave!" Pingfan even turned away directly, unwilling to talk to Calm anymore.

"Okay, then I'll say one last word!" Seeing this, calm was helpless.

"Listen up. Ordinary said lightly, but it was not so ruthless.

"In this promotion selection, there is a disciple named Gu Mingxuan, a genius of the sky, who is not yet thirty years old, and more importantly, he is an orphan taken in by Chang Ming, and it is also his last trace of sustenance in this world. After speaking calmly, he left the antique shop without looking back.