Drunken Immortal Gourd

King Qianshou Dan had already spoken to this point, Qing Yang finally woke up, the other party was a person who had died long ago, and what he wanted was just a status, which had no effect on him. He has obtained the other party’s inheritance. Strictly speaking, he is the other party’s disciple. It is also proper to pay a homage. Even if it is only for the spiritual treasure he said, this head is not a slap in the face.

　　 Thinking of this, Qing Yang hurriedly knelt down, and solemnly bowed to the figure of King Thousand Hands Pill on the Remaining Soul Stone, and said: “Master is here, please take the disciple Qing Yang a bow.”

Seeing Qing Yang finally admitting that he was his apprentice, he knelt down and knelt towards him, the figure suddenly burst into tears, and said: “So your name is Qingyang, you are a disciple, you are a good disciple. From now on, you are Qingyang. I am a personal disciple of King Qianshou Pill.”

　　 Looking at the old face on the Remaining Soul Stone, listening to the cry of joy in his ear, Qing Yang suddenly had an illusion, as if it was his master Songhe Old Way.

In a blink of an eye, Songhe Old Dao has passed away for more than ten years. These young Qingyang has been suppressing his feelings. He has never thought about his master again, and he dare not think about it again. Now he looks at King Qianshou Dan and Old Songhe With the same old face, the long-sealed longing was released, and he could no longer help his feelings, two lines of tears involuntarily flowed down.

Seeing Qingyang’s true feelings, King Thousand-Handed Pill thought it was all for himself, and he was moved with comfort and said: “Good disciple, I will accept you as a disciple today, and I will have no regrets in this life. The energy of the soul stone has almost been exhausted for hundreds of years. Today’s exchanges consumed more energy. I am afraid that this trace of my remnant soul will not last long. Qingyang disciple, taking advantage of the opportunity now, I will teach you as a teacher. Introduce some of these things I left behind.”

　　 Qingyang’s true feelings are revealed, although it is more for Songhe’s old single, but he is also very grateful for King Thousand Hands Pill, after all, he will be inherited from the other party. After a long time, Qing Yang adjusted his emotions and raised his head to look at King Thousand Hands Pill.

King Thousand Hands Pill sorted his thoughts, and said: “I have left two main things. One is the Lingbao Ziyun Tongxiao Ding I mentioned earlier. This thing is said to be the ancient Great Nengtong Xiaoding. The things used by Pill Saint finally fell into the hands of the teacher by accident.”

　　”Tongxiao Pill Saint? Master, what is Pill Saint?” Qing Yang asked.

Qianshou Pill King said: “Your realm is too low, and it is normal not to know these. According to some classical books, the golden pill master is called the king of pill, the emperor pill is called the king of pill, and the elixir of Huashen is called the pill sect. , The Pill Refining Master is called the Pill Sovereign, and only the Pill Master can be called the Pill Sage.”

Before, Qing Yang only knew that there was a realm above Huashen, but he didn’t know what it was. Now, after hearing the words of King Thousand-Hand Pill, he knew that there was Lianxu above Huashen, and Integrity above Lianxu. Yuan Ying monk is already extremely rare in the world of cultivating immortals, and the transformation of gods is the level in the legend, so what level of realm should be the cultivation of the virtual and the body?

　　 Before, Qing Yang was still happy to obtain the inheritance of the Pill King. He felt that he was content to be able to cultivate to the Golden Pill stage in this life. Now it seems that his heart is still not big enough. Since there are still so many realm divisions above the golden core, it means that people have experienced it before, and others can reach that level. Why can’t you get to that level?

　　 Thinking of this, Qing Yang’s heart suddenly surged, and he couldn’t help but ask: “Lianxu, fit, Master, is there really a monk of that level in this world?”

King Thousand Hands Pill also seemed to be fascinated by these realms. After a long time, he was melancholy and said: “There must be some, otherwise, where did this Ziyun Tongxiaoding come from? It’s just that our realm has not reached that realm yet. If you can’t reach the cultivator of that level, if you can cultivate to the Nascent Soul Stage or even the Deity Transformation Stage one day, you might know.”

With the Qianshou Pill King, a monk who has almost entered the Nascent Soul Stage, has not come into contact with the Void Refining and Fit monks. It seems that this level is really not accessible to ordinary people. Maybe there is no such thing in this world at all, maybe it was there. It’s just not anymore.

After a slight pause, King Thousand Hands Pill King said again: “Since this Ziyun Tongxiao Ding is a pill sage, it is naturally magical. I was able to make a big name in the Middle Sands in those years. Almost all of them were this Ziyun. Tongxiaoding’s credit is just that it’s too precious. In order to avoid attracting covetousness from others, no one has heard of the name of this treasure because of my deliberate concealment over the years. The reason why I set this up is that. King Danhui, one reason is that he does not want to lose his pill technique, and more importantly, he does not want the treasure to be dusted, hoping to find a new master for him.”

　　 Qing Yang still couldn’t figure it out before, but it was just a inheritance of the pill king, that is, low-level alchemists like them valued it more and were not attractive to other cultivators. The King Thousand Hands Pill King also specially set up the King Pill Club~www.wuxiax.com~ to obtain the inheritance of King Pill King through many tests. It seems a little overkill. Now it seems that this test is not superfluous at all.

It’s worth doing this for a Lingbao handed down by the Pill Saint. Fortunately, not many people know about it. The Ziyun Tongxiaoding Ding was also deliberately concealed by the Thousand-Hand Pill King, otherwise it would not be attracted. People like them, maybe even the golden core monks and the Yuan Ying monks will be moved by the wind, then how can he still have the opportunity to blend in with the green sun?

Unexpectedly, the small Wucheng Island hides such precious treasures. Now I think about it, how wise the decision I made was to stay. Not only did I improve my cultivation base, I gained the inheritance of the Thousand Hand Pill King, and I also got a pill. Holy treasure, the harvest is unexpected.

In the second round of the competition, Na Lu Yuan just took out a cloud-patterned Wishful Ding. Qing Yang was greatly envious. He didn’t expect to get a Pill Holy Spirit Treasure in a blink of an eye, that cloud-patterned Wishful Ding. However, it is the highest grade spirit weapon level, it is said that it can increase the rate of pill formation by three points. How bad is the ability of this pill holy spirit treasure level Ziyun Tongxiaoding?

Qingyang’s vision of King Thousand Hands Pill also saw him, smiled faintly, and said: “You are probably guessing in secret where I placed the Ziyun Tongxiao Ding? It’s far in the sky, in front of you, in fact, you I’ve seen it a long time ago, not only you, but also the Wuchengdao monks who participate in the King Dan’s meeting every time, but no one has ever thought about it.”

Seeing King Thousand Hand Pill King’s smile on his face, Qing Yang couldn’t help but feel a move. Many things suddenly became clear. He said with surprise, “Master, what you mean is that the hall where we are now is Transformed by Ziyun Tongxiao Ding?”