Dujie Patriarch is cannon fodder

It is never a trivial matter to accept disciples in the Kunxu Realm. Although few people in the whole sect dare to refute Rong Qi's decision, there are still some people who hope to change his decision slightly, even if it is just to send another disciple to him.

After discussing with the elders, Yang Jianfeng, the head of the sect, agreed that according to Rong Qi's talent and cultivation, he would definitely rise to the top in the daytime if it lasted for a thousand years or a hundred years.At that time, if there is no new pharmacist to take over Jiuhua Mountain, the position of Kunxu Realm in Yuanzhou may be shaken.The Kunxu Realm has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has always been a decent leader, and it must not just decline.

In Kunxu Realm, there is only one person who can change Rong Qi's mind.That is Rong Qi's mentor, Tianlin Patriarch.However, Patriarch Tianlin is already a cultivator who has crossed the catastrophe, and his cultivation has reached the pinnacle. He just waits to defy the sky to resist the catastrophe and ascend to the fairy world.The patriarch accumulated resistance against robbery in the blessed land of the cave, and he refused to appear easily.

The leader Yang Jianfeng thought over and over again, but decided to rely on his own ability to ask Rong Qi to change his mind. He brought a number of talented disciples named Mu Linggen to guard at the foot of Jiuhua Mountain, waiting for Rong Qi's announcement.

Yang Jianfeng and the others waited for nearly two hours before the hazy white mist on Jiuhua Mountain gradually dispersed, revealing the fairyland of Yunshan Mountain.At the same time, the curling voiceless sound jumps into the ears from top to bottom, making people intoxicated and broadened their minds.

Yang Jianfeng was very shocked, he stabilized his mind, bowed his hands and said: "Yang Jianfeng, the head of the Kunxu Realm, brought several disciples, and asked to see the master."

As soon as Yang Jianfeng finished speaking, several disciples quickly put away their previous intoxication, and bowed respectfully: "I beg to see the master."

The unvoiced sound from the mountains paused for a moment, and the birds in Jiuhua Mountain flew into the air, and then everyone heard the ancient sound as if it came from the sky.

Yang Jianfeng explained a few words to the disciples, and then led the crowd towards Mount Jiuhua following the puppets that appeared at unknown times.The mountains of Jiuhua Mountain are stretching, towering into the clouds, and are extremely dangerous and beautiful.But when everyone went up to the mountains, they found that the unreachable Jiuhua Mountain was not as cold as imagined. Here, there are lush vegetation, colorful fallen flowers, birds and animals, and gurgling water.Just being in it is like entering a fairyland, feeling that this life is not wrong.

Guided by the puppets, Yang Jianfeng and the others arrived at the Jiuhua Palace. The Jiuhua Palace is carved with jade columns, luxurious and luxurious, but so quiet and elegant that people cannot associate it with the word vulgar.

Rong Qi sat quietly in the first seat of the Jiuhua Hall, looking down at the few people who came slowly, with a warm and bright demeanor, but without much sincerity.

After Yang Jianfeng and others had seen the ceremony, Rong Qi said slowly: "The head wants to see me, but do you have something important to discuss?"

Yang Jianfeng hurriedly said: "Master, this disciple is here to beg you to take back your life. For the sake of the future of the Kunxu Realm, you..."

Before Yang Jianfeng finished speaking, Rong Qi stood up gracefully, raised his eyebrows calmly, bright as the moon, and said: "The head of the sect means that I can't make decisions on my own affairs?"

There was a gentle smile on Rong Qi's sculptural handsome face, but his eyes were deep and gloomy, like a boundless night, adding countless pressures to those who looked at him for no reason.

Yang Jianfeng's back was covered with cold sweat unknowingly, and there was a little panic in his eyes, he didn't dare to look at Rong Qi.In the end, what Yang Jianfeng asked for was in vain.

Before Yang Jianfeng left, Rong Qi said: "It is enough for me to have Xiao Jing as a disciple in this life."

Yang Jianfeng knew in his heart that Rong Qi's words did not fully express his intentions, it was half a declaration, half a warning.

Yang Jianfeng is also very clear that there is no room for change regarding the matter of Rong Qi's acceptance of true disciples.

Yang Jianfeng is worthy of being the person who has been in charge of the Kunxu Realm for more than a hundred years. He quickly said: "Master, do you want the disciple to order you to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony?"

Rong Qi nodded slightly, agreeing to Yang Jianfeng's words, without any pointers.

The grand apprenticeship ceremony is a special treatment for the true disciples of Jiuhua Mountain in the past. After the apprenticeship ceremony, the names of the true disciples will be officially registered in Jiuhua Mountain.Since then, it has gone straight to the sky, and the blue sky has been flat.

After Yang Jianfeng and the others left, Rong Qi said to Xiao Jing who was hiding behind the carved pillar: "Come out."

Xiao Jing slowly moved out from behind the carved pillars, his thin body trembled a little, and there was a bit of fear in his clear eyes: "Master...Master."

Rong Qi squatted down, looked at Xiao Jing's eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "There are only three masters in Jiuhua Mountain now, your master who is practicing in seclusion, is my teacher, and you. You can go wherever you want, there is no need to shrink back Eavesdropping, you know?"

Xiao Jing's pale face finally improved. He stared at Rong Qi's serious and gentle face, bit his lip and nodded heavily: "Yes! It's Master."

Rong Qi rubbed Xiao Jing's soft hair, and asked with a smile: "The task entrusted to you by the teacher has been completed, do you remember the spiritual pulse map?"

Xiao Jing lowered his head, and replied honestly: "Not yet, there are some things I can't understand."

Rong Qi took Xiao Jing's hand, walked towards the study of Jiuhua Palace, and said, "Let's go."

Xiao Jing tilted his head sideways, his delicate and graceful cheeks were full of joy.The master definitely didn't know that he was desperately trying to get the first place because he heard someone say that as long as he can become the best, he might be selected into Jiuhua Mountain.At that time, he didn't expect to become the master's apprentice, he just wanted to be closer to his benefactor, and wanted to repay his kindness.

At this time Xiao Jing was still young, he didn't know that the seeds planted when he was young would take root and germinate in the day after day of cultivation, and then blossom and bear fruit, and finally he couldn't extricate himself from it.

Rong Qi led Xiao Jing to the study, and then taught him to learn the spiritual vein map himself.Xiao Jing has not received proper guidance in recent years, and what he knows is all his own groping.Fortunately, he was still young, so he was not hurt by the uncontrollable lightning force.

Rong Qi said: "The so-called practice is to introduce the spiritual power that wanders between the heavens and the earth into the body, cleanse the meridians, and use it for oneself. Then grow step by step, become stronger, turn your hands into clouds and rain, resist robbery and soar. Nine Heavens."

Xiao Jing raised his immature hand, his clear eyes were full of surprise, could his hand also be able to call wind and rain?If possible, he must protect his master and younger brother so that no one can hurt them.

Xiao Jing would not hide his emotions in front of Rong Qi, he wrote all his thoughts on his face, when Rong Qi saw this, with a smile on his face, he said: "Xiao Jing is still young, wait until you grow up When you grow up, you will understand what it means to be strong."

Under Rong Qi's guidance, Xiao Jing made rapid progress, and he quickly made up for what he had lost in previous years. He also started to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting under Rong Qi's guidance.Xiao Jing was born smart and has a photographic memory. As long as it is taught, he can quickly learn the general idea, except for one thing.

Before Rong Qi decided to accept Xiao Jing as his apprentice, he knew that Xiao Jing's mutated thunder spirit was not suitable for practicing the art of refining medicine, but he never expected that Xiao Jing had almost no talent in medicine.It is obviously a very clever mind, but it is often at a loss because of a few simple herbs with similar shapes and smells.

When Rong Qi has nothing to do, he likes to plant some common herbs on Mount Jiuhua and raise them in a normal way.After Xiao Jing went to Mount Jiuhua, the daily work of weeding and watering fell on him.Xiao Jing really lived up to Rong Qi's expectations. When watering, he advances and retreats in a certain way, but when weeding, he will give full play to the nature of mutual growth and restraint with medicinal materials, pull out medicinal herbs and leave behind weeds.

When Rong Qi came to the medicine field, he saw Xiao Jing looking for comparison in the medicine field holding the book recording the medicine. He knelt down in the medicine field, letting the mud smell stain his skirt.

Rong Qi is not very far from Xiao Jing's position, so even without spiritual power, he can hear his muttering clearly: "It's obviously the same, why is it wrong?"

Rong Qi stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his figure was ethereal, elegant and outstanding, like a scroll, everything around him was a foil.

Rong Qi said: "It's different, the green haze grass has continuous veins, from top to bottom, it's smooth and green, without any variegated colors. The roots of the blood spirit grass have blood-colored lines, which are like blood rushing under the scorching sun, hence the name. "

Hearing Rong Qi's voice, Xiao Jing immediately stood up, with a bright smile on his face stained with dirt, he ran to Rong Qi with the book in his arms, raised his head and asked, "Master, why are you here? "

Rong Qi raised his hand to remove half of the leaves hanging from Xiao Jing's hair, and said, "Master, I'm worried that you will pull out my herbs as weeds again."

Xiao Jing's face turned red in an instant, as if it was smudged by the sunset of Mount Jiuhua, they complement each other, and it's hard to tell each other apart.

Rong Qi raised his brows lightly, the young master is as gentle and elegant as jade.

Rong Qi passed Xiao Jing, walked towards the medicinal field first, and then briefly introduced Xiao Jing by pointing to the medicinal herbs.He no longer has any thoughts on teaching Xiao Jing to practice the art of pills, but the basic pharmacology still needs to be clear to him.After all, there will always be a day when Xiao Jing grows up, he will leave Jiuhua Mountain to practice, there are countless dangers and opportunities along the way, and he can only rely on himself.

In Xiao Jing's heart, he is very happy to be by Master's side no matter what Master wants him to learn.He knew that he didn't have any talent in medicine, but his master was a top alchemist, if he really didn't know anything, he would embarrass his master.

Xiao Jing is young, but he has experienced a lot of right and wrong, and his disposition is much more mature than his peers. He knows what he should do, and he also knows what he should not do.

In the next few days, Rong Qi still taught Xiao Jing personally, and Xiao Jing was also serious and obedient, until Xiao Jing asked him: "Master, why do we eat spiritual fruit and liquid every day? Is there no food and vegetables on Mount Jiuhua?"

When Rong Qi was holding the book, he paused for a while, then calmly said: "I have been a teacher for many years, and I don't eat five grains."

Xiao Jing replied in disappointment. Although the spirit fruit liquid is also very good, he still really wants to eat and vegetables!Moreover, Master looks very thin, he should eat more meat to supplement his body.

Seeing the child's sluggish expression, Rong Qi wondered if he was being too harsh on Xiao Jing, after all, he was a child who grew up with food, so he might not be able to adapt to the cold life in Mount Jiuhua for a while.

Rong Qi was wondering if he should harvest the ling rice that had been planted for a hundred years, and then make a few puppets to take care of the child's daily necessities.

Rong Qi's thought of harvesting Lingmi was temporarily delayed by trifles, but he received two unrecognizable gifts the next day, two pieces of burnt animal meat, with blood streaks inside the burnt meat.When receiving the gift, Rong Qi frowned suddenly.It wasn't because Xiao Jing hunted and killed the creatures in Mount Jiuhua, nor was it because of the two ugly and unpalatable roast meats, but because the child actually bruised himself all over for the two meats.

But when meeting Xiao Jingcheng's expectant eyes, Rong Qi couldn't bear to blame him for something.

This child is for him...