My brother is so stable

The head of the Golden Immortal Realm has a pale face, weak breath, and dull eyes. Although his figure is tall and straight, he is full of haggard and weak.

If he didn't know that his master's Taoist name is 'Worriless', his name is Ji Wuyou, and he is called 'Worriless Master' in Eastern China;

Li Changshou really couldn't help but nicknamed the leader 'Master Honghuang Void' in his heart.

Seeing Li Changshou, the head of the sect smiled slightly, and a trace of fairy blood slipped from his mouth...

Li Changshou was also taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Master!"

"Small problems, small problems, don't worry.

It's just some trauma to the primordial spirit, and he has already taken the healing elixir. "

The leader, Ji Wuyou, wiped the corners of his mouth, breathed lightly, and stabilized his injury, "This injury can be recovered after retreating later.

Longevity, right? Take...

Pindao has been waiting for you for a few days, just to give you this thing. "

The head of Ji Wuyou took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, and gently pushed it in front of Li Changshou with celestial power. Li Changshou lowered his head and held it with both hands.

At this time, Li Changshou was also quite emotional;

In order to protect the immortal sect, the head of his own sect ended up in such an injury!

I also commented that the master's supernatural powers are too watery and his skills are sloppy. Seriously...

Ugh!

Li Changshou felt ashamed, and was sincerely grateful to the head of the sect who was so desperately protecting him.

"Master, you are injured, please recuperate as soon as possible.

You have really worked hard to protect the inside of the door and fight against the outside demons. "

"Small problem, small problem."

Ji Wuyou laughed, his face was a little embarrassed, and he sighed: "Actually, a few days ago, Pindao got the supernatural power of raising the weather in the trick passed down by the founder of the mountain...

Pindao tried to cultivate in the past few days, but he was a little too hasty, and accidentally injured his soul by himself.

Haha ...

Cough, cough, cough! "

Li Changshou: ...

"Longevity."

Ji Wuyou calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the porcelain bottle in Li Changshou's hand, with slightly hesitant eyes, and said in a tactful way:

"What you hold in your hands must be held well.

You know, we Duxianmen Daocheng Patriarch, that is, the master of Pindao, belongs to the Renjiao, Kunlun Mountain Qingde Immortal God, Duer Daoist.

This porcelain vase is a great senior and master of our people's teaching, entrusted by Daocheng Patriarch, ahem... I handed it over to you, saying that I want to end some karma with you.

It's hard to say too much about this matter, but this is also your fate, and the panacea inside must be used well.

do you understand? "

Li Changshou was stunned for a moment, bowed his head and said, "Disciple understands."

"Go ahead and remember this.

Your cultivation base and aptitude are not bad, after you cross the catastrophe and become an immortal, you can practice in the sect with peace of mind. "

Ji Wuyou waved his hand, Li Changshou bowed to accept the order, and exited the hut.

Before the door was completely closed, Li Changshou heard another violent cough and a 'poof', which seemed to be the sound of blood spurting...

The corner of his mouth twitched, Li Changshou covered the wooden door, pretended he hadn't heard anything, turned and walked towards the palace door.

The last sentence of the head was actually to give him a reassurance.

Duxianmen recruits a group of disciples every 200 years. Before recruiting the next batch of disciples, these disciples will be given a choice. They can stay in the sect, or they can go out to practice and wander outside.

The meaning in the words of the master:

As long as Li Changshou practiced with peace of mind and survived the calamity of becoming an immortal in the future, the treatment in the sect would not be too low.

After leaving the palace gate, Li Changshou's mind has settled down again.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm;

His cultivation was not exposed.

As the head of the sect, Ji Wuyou took special care of a disciple of Xiao Qiongfeng, just because of the porcelain vase he held in his hand.

If the prediction is correct, it was bestowed by Master Xuandu;

The cause and effect that needs to be resolved is the matter that Yuelao found himself last time.

Ok……

What did Master Xuandu and Yuelao do to his marriage clay figurine?

Li Changshou glanced at the panacea in the porcelain vase, not to mention how the panacea is, this porcelain vase is not an ordinary magic weapon, in addition to maintaining the medicinal properties of the potion, it also has the effect of stabilizing the panacea and preventing collisions.

After analyzing the efficacy of this six-turn panacea in his heart, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Cultivate Yuan and solid base, stabilize Yuanshen, enhance innate Yang Qi...

It can be seen that the alchemy level of this person's first disciple is quite high. After all, not everyone can take out Yang-replenishing pills of the [Six-turn Panacea] level.

This elixir...

Use it for Master.

After all, it is a six-turn panacea, ignoring the effect of enhancing the innate yang energy, it can also stabilize the soul, which is very beneficial to a turbid immortal like Master.

It's just that this elixir will have some irresistible effects on the body of the male Qi refiner.

Advise master to find a teacher wife?

If it's just because of a pill, it's not necessary.

'Why don't you take this elixir as a congratulatory gift when master finds a Taoist companion. '