Extra: Walking in the Rain 4

Ten years passed in a flash.

It took Jiang Biehen ten years to build his foundation. Among his better outer disciples, the worst had already reached the Golden Core stage, but he was still in the foundation-building stage.

"Brother Jiang, in a few days the Liuguang Sect will be recruiting new disciples. Aren't you going to participate this year?"

The person who spoke was a disciple Jiang Biehen met in the outer sect, but now he has successfully been promoted to the inner sect through hard work.

"No, I plan to leave Liuguang Sect."

Jiang Biehen shook his head, although he was not a disciple of Liuguang Sect in the past ten years, except that he had no disciples to buy cultivation resources, he could also take on some tasks to earn spirit stones. It was okay to do the other way around, but it was still unknown when his spirit roots could be repaired. It would be better for him to go out and try his luck, the worst that could happen was his life.

"Leave? You are only at the foundation-building stage now. It is very dangerous to leave the outer sect of Liuguang Sect." The disciple frowned and disagreed.

"I have made up my mind. You don't need to persuade me anymore. Let's have a good drink today. We don't know when we will meet next time!" Jiang Biehen raised the wine pot at hand, smiled and patted the shoulder of the person next to him.

The disciple hesitated for a while, and finally took the wine pot from his hand, "Okay, we won't leave until we are drunk tonight."

"Do."

Under the cool moonlight, the two of them sat at the stone table in the yard and drank one cup after another until the second half of the night when they both fell on the table, drunk and unconscious.

The next morning, Jiang Biehen glanced at his friend who was still asleep, took a cloak from the room, covered himself with it, picked up his sword, and left Liuguang Sect neatly.

Jiang Biehen was aware of his own abilities, so he did not enter the secret realm to look for elixirs as soon as he left Liuguang Sect. Instead, he first went to the nearest immortal cultivation dynasty to Liuguang Sect.

Over the years, he had saved up a small amount of spirit stones, so he could try his luck in the capital and perhaps gather one or two herbs for refining the Tianbu Dan.

When he arrived at the capital of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, he happened to encounter the annual auction held by the royal family, and Jiang Biehen sneaked in directly.

Sitting in the auction hall, Jiang Biehen couldn't help but sigh, "It's worthy of being held by the royal family. The level of luxury is almost comparable to that of Wanbao Pavilion."

"Little brother, are you from Wanbao Pavilion?" A man next to him suddenly spoke.

Jiang Biehen turned around and saw a fat man covered in gold, who almost had "I'm not rich" hanging around his neck. At this moment, he was laughing so hard that his eyes were almost invisible.

"No, I just went to Wanbao Pavilion."

"Oh! So that's it!" The fat man took out a landscape fan from somewhere and continued, "My name is Tai Youqian, what's your name, brother?"

The corners of Jiang Biehen's mouth twitched. Don't mention it, this name really suits him well.

"Jiang Biehen."

Tai Youqian's eyes lit up, and he immediately lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Jiang, are you here to participate in the Northern Zhou auction for that thing?"

"What is it?" Jiang Biehen was puzzled. Could it be that there was something else going on in this auction?

Tai Youqian thought he was pretending at first, but after a while he realized that he really knew nothing. He immediately looked around and said carefully, "Yes, it's the Qingxiao Sword, the natal spiritual weapon that the Demon King left behind when he died!"

Demon King, who?

And what the hell is the Qingxiao Sword?

Jiang Biehen shook his head, "No, I came to see if there is any elixir I need at this auction."

He wasn't interested in any of that.

Tai Youqian glanced at the sword in Jiang Biehen's hand. The sword was produced by Liuguang Sect and naturally had some of Liuguang Sect's Liuyun logo on it. Tai Youqian could tell it at a glance, otherwise he would not have deliberately tried to get close to Jiang Biehen.

"I wonder what elixir Brother Jiang needs. Perhaps I can help."

Jiang Biehen glanced at him and refused, "No merit, no reward, not to mention we are not familiar with each other."

"Hey, Brother Jiang, how can you say that! Meeting is fate. Since God has let us meet, we are destined to be friends. Brother Jiang, please don't be so formal with me."

Jiang Biehen: "......"

I didn't expect that this guy is not only so rich, but also so sociable.

"Okay! I need the elixir to refine the Bu Tian Dan. I wonder if Brother Tai has it?" Jiang Biehen had a wicked smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.

"Bu..." Tai Youqian quickly lowered his voice, looked around, and then whispered: "Bu Tian Dan? You actually want to refine Bu Tian Dan?"

"Yes, Brother Tai, just tell me if you have it!"

Tai Youqian scratched his head and said, "Yes, there are, but I only need two kinds. Brother Jiang needs to find the others himself."

Jiang Biehen was a little surprised. He just asked casually to scare the fat man, but he didn't expect that this man actually existed.

"You really have?"

Tai Youqian patted his chest and said, "Of course, I, Tai Youqian, never bother to lie to anyone."

"What do you want?" Jiang Biehen had experienced what happened to Liu Rong, and he didn't think that this fat man would do good things without asking for anything in return, not to mention how precious the elixir used to refine the Bu Tian Dan was.

"Well... I just want to..." Tai Youqian suddenly felt a little embarrassed, staring at the sword in Jiang Biehen's hand with shining eyes, "I want you to take me to join the Liuguang Sect."

Jiang Biehen looked at the sword in his hand and instantly understood why this rich fat man wanted to get close to him. It turned out that he wanted to join the Liuguang Sect, but he had found the wrong person because he himself was not a disciple of the Liuguang Sect.

"It's not that I won't help you, it's just that I'm not a disciple of Liuguang Sect."

Tai Youqian didn't believe it. How could a disciple of Liuguang Sect have a sword in his hand? "Brother Jiang, don't lie to me. As long as you can let me join Liuguang Sect, I will take care of the Butian Pill. Even if I have to go bankrupt, I will help you get it."

The housekeeper behind the fat man twitched his mouth when he heard this, and he wished he could slap this spendthrift to death.

Jiang Biehen was helpless, "There's no need for me to lie to you about this. I'm really not a disciple of Liuguang Sect."

Tai Youqian looked at him, his eyes clearly showing that he didn't believe it.

Jiang Biehen had no choice but to change the subject, "From what you said, you should be very familiar with this auction. Do you know if there are herbs for refining Tianbu Dan in it?"

"Why should I tell you? Unless you promise to help me enter the Liuguang Sect."

Jiang Biehen: “…………” This matter can’t be let go, right?

Jiang Biehen ignored Tai Youqian until the auction was over.

The spiritual medicine needed to refine the Bu Tian Dan did appear at the auction, but in the end they were all bought by Tai Youqian. The few spiritual stones he had were not enough in Tai Youqian's eyes.

However, for the next half month, Tai Youqian clung to him like a dog-skin plaster and he couldn't get rid of him no matter how hard he tried.

Tai Youqian has only one goal, to bring him into the Liuguang Sect.

Finally, Jiang Biehen was cornered and had no choice but to agree to help him, but whether it would succeed or not would depend on his luck.

"But let me make it clear in advance. If you can't get in, you can't blame me, and don't even think about taking back the things I gave you."

Tai Youqian rubbed his hands and said, "Of course, Brother Jiang, when are we going to Liuguang Sect?"

"Wait until I get all the materials for the Bu Tian Dan." Jiang Biehen walked in front and said without looking back.

"Ah... then I will never be able to enter Liuguang Sect until I die." Tai Youqian hung his head.

"Can't you just wait for me to...?"

Before Jiang Biehen finished speaking, his expression became extremely solemn. He looked around vigilantly and held Tai Youqian.

Although Tai Youqian is rich, he is just an ordinary person, not as good as Jiang Biehen, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage. Although the old housekeeper beside him is a cultivator, his cultivation level is only in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

As soon as the three of them stopped, more than a dozen Jindan and Yuanying cultivators appeared in front of them.

One of them pointed at them and said, "They were the ones who took away the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng."

The Yuan Infant cultivator looked at them coldly, "Hand over the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng, or you will die."

Tai Youqian was so frightened that his legs went limp. "Brother Jiang, what should we do now?"

Jiang Biehen took out a box from his storage bag and threw it at these people, "Take it."

He turned around, grabbed Tai Youqian and ran away, not forgetting to say to him, "If you don't run, you can beat him."

The Yuanying period monk grabbed the box, opened it, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. There was nothing inside.

Crushing the wooden box to pieces, Monk Yuan Ying said angrily, "You dare to play tricks on me? You're seeking death."

Tai Youqian looked back and turned pale with fright. He held Jiang Biehen's waist tightly with both hands, "What should we do? What should we do? They are catching up with us."

Jiang Biehen immediately increased his flying speed and said calmly, "If they catch up with us, we will just wait for death. What else can we do?"

"No, I haven't married yet, and I don't want to die."

Jiang Biehen's head hurt because of his noise. He quickly analyzed the situation. It seemed that a secret realm appeared near Hengduan Mountain when he came to Northern Zhou Dynasty. There might be a glimmer of hope.

"Butler, speed up, let's go to Hengduan Mountain."

"Yes, Mr. Jiang."

When Jiang Biehen left, the disciples of Liuguang Sect gave him a lot of pills and talismans, which were all made by themselves and came in handy at this moment.

Jiang Biehen threw those talismans out as if they were free, and he also pasted a lot of speed-up talismans on the swords of the two men.

Tai Youqian saw that it was useful, so he started throwing it to the people behind him. Tai Youqian had nothing else, but as long as it could be bought with money, he would never lack it.

Looking at the endless supply of talismans, the monks were so angry that their lungs were about to explode.

"Damn it, why are these three people so stupid?"

"The Hengduan Mountains are just ahead. They want to hide in the secret area."

"Then kill them before they enter the secret realm." Monk Yuanying looked sinister, staring at the two of them like a poisonous snake.

Seeing the Hengduan Mountain getting closer and closer, Jiang Biehen and Tai Youqian both showed expressions of having survived a disaster on their faces. However, just as they saw the entrance to the secret realm, a severe crisis attacked from behind.

Jiang Biehen, Tai Youqian and the other two were hit instantly and fell straight down.

grass!

He won't die here like this!

The butler was the least injured among the three. He used up his last bit of spiritual power to grab the two men and threw them into the secret realm.

"Mr. Jiang, please take care of my young master."

Just as the butler finished speaking, he was stabbed in the chest by a sword from the pursuing monk.

"Uncle Zhang..." Tai Youqian's tears burst out instantly.