Chapter 20 The Whereabouts of the Divine Essence Pill
"Do you have any news about the Divine Essence Pill?" Pei Yan went straight to the point.
Gu Xingzhi shook his head. "I asked Elder Siyao, and he said there is no such elixir in the world and scolded me."
Chen Yubai's face wasn't looking good either. "I'm practicing the technique given to me by Fairy Wangyue, but without the Divine Essence Pill, my progress has been extremely slow. There are even signs of my spiritual platform collapsing... I've asked around, but they all say they've never heard of the Divine Essence Pill."
Pei Yan frowned, "What about Jiang Weiqing and Rong Yan? Where did they go?"
"I heard a few days ago that Second Senior Brother went down the mountain to visit his parents. As for Rong Yan... for some reason, Ye Zhao didn't accept him as a disciple. He was taken back to Xialing Peak by Fairy Wangyue, and his whereabouts are still unknown."
"And Senior Brother," Pei Yan said, "He's been in seclusion for so long, and we don't know when he'll come out. In his previous life, he and Ye Zhao had the deepest hatred. When he comes out, he will definitely help us deal with Ye Zhao."
After a long silence, Shen Yubai suddenly asked, "Will Ye Zhao... remember things from his previous life like us?"
"Maybe... her temperament has changed too much. It seems... she knows a lot of things. Otherwise, she would never let us go down the mountain so easily." Gu Xingzhi frowned.
Several people looked at each other and saw similar speculations in each other's eyes.
After a brief silence, Gu Xingzhi said, "Instead of guessing here, why not go directly to Qingyue Peak and take a look."
They traveled quickly all the way and soon reached the mountain path of Qingyue Peak.
However, as soon as they stepped into the peak gate, they were all stunned.
In the courtyard, the morning light shines through the eaves, reflecting the white mist.
Su Luoxue sat upright on the cushion in the corridor, with spiritual light flashing around her, as if surrounded by a layer of mist. Tiny spots of light seeped out from her skin and were then drawn into her body by the fluctuations of spiritual power.
The next moment, a majestic aura suddenly erupted, like the collapse of mountains and seas, and an invisible wind swept up all the fallen leaves around.
The originally thin spiritual energy in the courtyard suddenly became thicker, condensing into strands of white energy, and rapidly flowing into her dantian.
With a soft "hum" sound, her breath stabilized at the initial stage of foundation building, and her spiritual power was strong and steady.
Su Luoxue opened her eyes, and a hint of golden light seemed to be reflected in her clear pupils. Her whole body seemed to be cleansed by spiritual power, with a bright and beautiful look as if she had been reborn.
Laying the foundation, a complete success!
But the expressions of the three people gradually froze.
In their memories, Su Luoxue in her previous life was the last one in the sect to establish a foundation. She had average aptitude and talent, so they didn't take her seriously.
But now...
Not only was she the first to cross the threshold of foundation building, but her aura was also stable. It was obvious that she did not rely on external force to break through, but she truly possessed the foundation that was enough to support the realm.
Shen Yubai pursed his lips and couldn't help asking: "How could she..."
He paused mid-sentence.
Because a possibility emerged in the minds of the three people at the same time.
Ye Zhao gave Su Luoxue the Divine Essence Pill.
In just a few breaths, the expressions of several people became extremely ugly.
Gu Xingzhi gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect that a small Divine Essence Pill could have such an effect."
There was a silence.
Pei Yan suddenly said, "No matter what, we must find a way to find the Divine Essence Pill ourselves."
In their previous lives, they were powerful beings in the Spirit Transformation Realm who dominated the Zhongyuan Realm. It was just a few Spirit Essence Pills. What was so difficult about that?
Gu Xingzhi and Shen Yubai looked at each other and nodded almost at the same time.
At this time, Jiang Weiqing also returned to his hometown village.
The sunset glowed on the low thatched huts. He dragged his slightly tired steps along the familiar bluestone path, feeling a warm feeling of reunion in his heart.
Although he hasn't been back for many years, he still remembers every detail here.
Jiang Weiqing followed his memory to find his home. He pushed open the shabby wooden door and the door hinges creaked. The familiar earthen kang and the mottled desk were there. Everything was exactly the same as he remembered.
Father Jiang was squatting by the stove adding firewood. He looked up when he heard the noise. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Jiang Weiqing, and then a smile suddenly broke out: "Weiqing? You really are back!"
Mother Jiang put down the wild vegetables in her hand and hurried over to him, as if she was afraid he would leave the next moment. "Come in quickly. It's so windy outside. Why didn't you tell me you were coming back? I was thinking you wouldn't come back."
Jiang Weiqing felt warm in his heart.
In his previous life, his family was killed by Ye Zhao. Now that he sees his parents again, he naturally feels very emotional.
Mother Jiang walked to the corner, bent down and picked up a rice bag that was almost deflated, poured out the last handful of grains, and carefully shook all the rice grains into the pot so as not to spill a single grain.
Father Jiang moved a small stool to the edge of the kang and said, "Come, sit down and rest for a while. You must be exhausted from the journey."
Soon, a bowl of steaming rice porridge was brought to him. Jiang Weiqing lowered his head and took a sip. The warmth slid down his throat, and his stomach felt warm and comfortable.
He couldn't help but look up at his parents, his eyes a little more moist. There was a famine in the village, but they were still willing to use the last grain in their home to cook porridge for him.
Thinking of the tragic death of his parents in his previous life, his hatred for Ye Zhao deepened.
After settling his parents and younger brother, he will return to the sect to seek revenge on Ye Zhao!
Mother Jiang looked at him and asked casually, "Weiqing, have you found a solution for becoming my disciple?"
Jiang Weiqing didn't think much about it and told the truth: "I have already betrayed my master."
Father Jiang frowned: "Have you established your foundation?"
He paused slightly and shook his head: "Not yet."
Before he could finish his words, Jiang's mother's eyes turned cold and she snatched the bowl of hot porridge from his hand.
Jiang Weiqing was stunned. The warmth of his palm was still there, but the bowl was gone.
Mother Jiang turned around and handed the porridge to her youngest son at the corner of the kang, her voice filled with doting: "Come, Awang, drink it while it's hot."
Awang held the bowl and drank from it in big gulps, with rice soup dripping down the corners of his mouth. He never thought that this was his brother's meal.
Father Jiang's expression turned completely cold as he said in a deep voice, "I've raised you for so many years in vain. You haven't even become my disciple yet and you still have the nerve to come back and eat for free? Our family can't afford to support another idler."
Jiang Weiqing froze in place, the warmth he had just felt completely gone, and he felt a bone-chilling cold that spread from the soles of his feet to the tip of his heart.
He stared blankly at the bowl of porridge that was taken away, feeling a little aggrieved, but he suppressed it himself.
It’s not that they don’t care about themselves, but they are afraid that they will fall behind others on the path of cultivation and be bullied in the future.
The deeper the love, the more severe the criticism.
He muttered to himself.
Thinking of this, he even felt a little ashamed.
I actually felt aggrieved just now, which made me seem so ignorant.
His parents are urging him on, hoping that he will one day be successful and bring a good life to the family.
So Jiang Weiqing secretly swore in his heart.
This time, he must worship a master who is truly powerful and has resources, build his foundation as soon as possible, and make his parents proud of him!
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