"Each person should take one pill. Don't take more than one."
Qin Lang didn't know who it was, so he just spoke directly.
He thinks July is more likely.
After all, July has spent more time with him and is more familiar with him.
There are thousands of disciples in the Suoxian Sect.
He spent a whole day refining pills yesterday.
There is no guarantee that everyone will have one.
Naturally, I can't give more.
Haoyue stopped outside the door.
She turned back silently.
Qin Lang said that it is not advisable to eat too much.
If it is not suitable, it means it is not suitable.
This is for her own good.
The trace of immortal spirit in the Juxi Pill has been refined.
But after all, it is the spirit of immortals.
It cannot be compared with ordinary spiritual energy.
Haoyue felt that Qin Lang was right and it was not advisable to eat too much.
Restrain your impulsive heart.
The bright moon appeared coldly in front of Demon Lord July again.
…
The next day.
Qin Lang wakes up.
There are only eight days left until the sect competition, including today.
"Sign in."
Qin Lang muttered to himself.
"Ding, you have successfully signed in to the Sword Tempering Valley. Reward: ten bottles of Immortal Yuan Pills."
Another Xianyuan Pill?
Qin Lang's face was full of disgust.
It seems that signing in at the Sword Tempering Valley will no longer reward anything new.
We have to hurry up and complete the task.
Let the system change the check-in location.
A new place brings new rewards.
"Go and give the pills to Junior Brother Wu and have him distribute them."
Qin Lang walked out of the sword pavilion.
But I saw that the bright moon had already appeared in the valley.
He knew that Haoyue did not stay in the Tempering Sword Valley yesterday.
It seems that the bright moon came very early.
"Uncle Master, I made breakfast for you."
Haoyue blushed as she handed the lunch box to Qin Lang.
Qin Lang glanced at the black food in the lunch box and lost his appetite.
"Ah, I have an appointment to have breakfast with Junior-nephew Wu today."
He had to find a reason to refuse.
After all, he is only a mortal.
Eat this black lump.
Who knows if I'll get food poisoning?
It would be almost the same if I could practice.
"Give it to Qiyue. It won't be good if I go to Wu-Junior-Nephew to eat after I'm full."
Qin Lang handed the lunch box to Demon Lord July with a smile.
The Demon Lord of July is about to cry.
What the hell, what sin did he commit?
Are you going to eat something so disgusting again?
He is a fairyland, even if he doesn't eat for a year, nothing will happen.
He really doesn't want to eat!
The July Demon Lord looked at Qin Lang with a weak, helpless and pleading look.
I hope Qin Lang can take back his decision.
Qin Lang sneered in his heart.
If you don’t eat the weird food your wife makes, who will?
"Remember to eat him up."
Qin Lang left a few words and left the Sword Tempering Valley.
The Demon Lord of July was in tears.
He held the lunch box and walked towards his master Wangcai under Haoyue's cold gaze.
"Brother Gou, you haven't had breakfast yet, right? Here you go."
Wangcai glanced at the Demon Lord July and shook his head.
“I still like eating dog food.”
He refused the feeding from Demon Lord July.
Although he is timid and fearful.
But he is not afraid of his pet.
And he's not stupid.
This black thing is not as delicious as the Xianyuan Pill.
"eat."
Haoyue's cold voice sounded.
Even without turning around, Demon Lord July could feel the Frost Moon Sword pointing at the back of his head.
Damn, crazy woman!
My uncle-master won’t eat the food you cook.
Why do you have to make me eat it!
Demon Lord July endured the discomfort of his taste buds and swallowed in big gulps.
He could clearly feel that these were precious ingredients.
It can be made so unpalatable and looks so unappetizing.
Venerable Haoyue is a talented person!
…
A city in Yunzhou.
Beihe Sanren is a wandering cultivator from Yunzhou.
When he was young, the sect was destroyed.
With nowhere to go, he did not choose to join other sects.
Instead, he wandered around Yunzhou and became a casual cultivator.
Now, his cultivation has reached the level of returning to the void.
In Yunzhou, he is considered a giant.
Many sects invited him to join.
But he rejected them all without exception.
The reason is simple.
In a powerful sect, he is not taken seriously and the cultivation resources naturally cannot be concentrated on him.
The sect was too weak, and even if he joined, he would not get any benefits.
After all these years, Beihe Sanren is still a casual cultivator.
Relying on his own strong ability, he is doing very well in Yunzhou.
Looking at the message from the jade slip, Beihe Sanren fell into deep thought.
The sect competition is actually held in the Suoxian Sect?
The sun rises from the west?
Where does the Suoxianmen, a third-grade sect, get its strength?
But this information.
It also gave Beihe Sanren an idea.
Now he has achieved the state of returning to the void.
After returning to the void, each level of advancement is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
For him who is at the first level of Return to Void, it would take at least a hundred years to advance to the second level.
Unless resources are allocated, he can't increase his speed.
The third-grade sect locks the immortal gate...
"Half a month ago, the leader of the Immortal Locking Sect and the seven elders were all killed... Where did they get the capital to hold the sect competition?"
Beihe Sanren was puzzled.
The Suoxian Sect is holding a sect competition, no matter what level of sect the Suoxian Sect will be in this competition.
However, the fame of the Locking Immortal Sect has undoubtedly spread throughout Yunzhou.
Many people will remember this, the first sect in Qiankun Continent ten thousand years ago!
He carefully looked through the other information in the jade slip.
These are the information he got from the media.
As a casual cultivator, completing missions is essential if you want to survive.
This sect offers a reward for killing the monster.
That sect offered a reward for hunting down the traitor.
Wherever there is benefit, there he is.
Over time, we also established good relations with the wind pollinators in Yunzhou.
Relying on information provided by the wind.
He completed many commissions from the sects.
Even with the help of wind media, he can know the target's cultivation level and methods better than the sect that issued the task.
This allows you to more accurately select tasks, achieve targets, and receive rewards.
"Master-Uncle Qin Lang is coming out of retreat?"
Beihe Sanren looked at the message he had missed and felt a little confused.
Could this be the reason why the dilapidated Suoxian Sect was able to host the sect competition?
It seems that apart from this point which is a bit abnormal, there is nothing suspicious about the rest.
Qin Lang's existence aroused the curiosity of Beihe Sanren.
He began to search for information about Qin Lang through media.
【Name: Tan Lang
Gender: Male
Bone age: estimated 18
Identity: Junior Master of the Locking Immortal Sect
Physical condition: Unknown
Talent: Unknown
Cultivation: Unknown
Magic weapon: unknown
Appearance: Unknown]
Beihe Sanren was completely confused.
What is this?
As the junior master of Locking Immortal Sect, why does Qin Lang have so little information?
Apart from name, gender and identity, there is no other accurate information.
Even his fucking age was estimated to be eighteen.
When did the news from the media become so bad?
Continuing to read on, Beihe Sanren wanted to see what the details were.
[Note: The appearance of the Yunzhou Dan Tribulation was most likely caused by Qin Lang; the spread of the sword light was most likely caused by Qin Lang; the Tribulation of the Sword Dao was most likely...]
The following notes are full of possibilities.
None of them is detailed or definite.
Even Qin Lang doesn't have any battle record.
What is the use of this information?
Nothing is certain.
Beihe Sanren put away the jade slip in anger.
soon.
He stood there in a daze, frozen in place.
"if……"