Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Senior brother, what you said means that you are stronger than me. What other bad thoughts can I have? After ten days, if you can't see the elixir, you can come to me at any time to question me!"

"I really don't have any extra pills now." The handyman disciple lowered his head and said with an apologetic smile.

As he spoke, his eyes rolled around, with a fierce glint in his eyes.

snort! In ten days at most, Senior Brother Zhao Yu will come back. He is at the second level of Qi Refining Stage. You took the ten high-grade Peiyuan Pills he had ordered. When the time comes, you will be able to take a good look at them.

"Okay, you'd better not play any tricks, otherwise the consequences of angering me will be very serious." Su Twelve stared at the other person coldly. He could see that this person must have bad intentions, and there was an invisible murderous intention in his eyes.

For more than half a year, he had been killing monsters every day, and there was an invisible layer of evil energy about him. His character is no longer that of a simple young man who just left a small mountain village.

However, with so many people watching, it was impossible to do anything to this person in public, so he could only suppress his thoughts temporarily.

"Of course! Don't worry, senior brother!" The handyman disciple smiled apologetically, but when Su Twelve glanced at him, he couldn't help but shudder.

Why does this kid feel so scary?

snort! What are you afraid of? No matter how powerful he is, he is just a young boy of twelve or thirteen years old!

After a second thought, the handyman disciple felt at ease again and became more determined in his plan.

Su Twelve no longer paid attention to what he was planning. After saying a few words, he turned around and left directly.

In the yard, Zhu Hanwei and others looked at Su Twelve's back with envy.

If they had Su Twelve's strength, how could they be bullied by this handyman disciple.

At this time, the handyman disciple sent Su Twelve away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, stared coldly at Zhu Hanwei and others, and threatened: "You little bastards, if anyone dares to tell what happened today, don't blame me." polite!"

Everyone trembled, nodded hurriedly, and left the elixir pavilion angrily.

However, after seeing Su Twelve's actions, everyone was not so afraid of the handyman disciples.

"I didn't expect that in just half a year, he would be so powerful."

"Do you know that person just now?"

"Of course, we are from the Yun Ge Sect who came together. Half a year ago, he was still a little beggar. When he first arrived, he was arranged by the peak master to go to the Waste Alchemy Room. I didn't expect that he didn't learn literacy from the teacher, but he actually practiced first!"

As the group of people walked on the road, they all sighed.

"I remember that the Peak Master said that the little beggar's spiritual roots are very poor and his cultivation speed is very slow." At this time, Zhu Hanwei said.

"That's right! His spiritual roots are so bad. If I start to practice, I must be faster than him. No, I have to go back to practice quickly." As soon as Zhu Hanwei reminded him, a round-faced child immediately clapped his legs and raised his head proudly. Headed.

After the round-faced child finished speaking, he looked at the Peiyuan Pill in his hand and ran towards his residence like the wind.

When several other children saw this, they all followed suit and ran towards their residence.

Soon, Zhu Hanwei was the only one left. He has no spiritual roots, and his cultivation speed is definitely slower than Su Twelve.

He looked back at the Pill Pavilion behind him, and then at Su Twelve who was walking on the mountain road.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Hanwei looked down at the object in his arms, gritted his teeth, and ran after Su Twelve.

"Wait, senior brother, wait for me!"

"Huh? Do you have anything to do with me?" Su Twelve was walking mindlessly when he heard a voice coming from behind him and was stunned.

After waiting for a while, he realized that he was being called, and then he stopped and looked at the person.

"Senior brother, I want to buy some Peiyuan Pills from you!" Zhu Hanwei was breathing heavily, but when he saw Su Twelve, he had a bright smile on his face.

"Buy Pei Yuan Dan? Why do you think I will sell the elixir to you?" Su Twelve was a little surprised and looked at Zhu Hanwei in surprise.

"The Peiyuan Pill is mainly for mortals without cultivation. It will be less effective for Qi Refiners with cultivation. Therefore, many senior brothers with cultivation in the sect will trade the Peiyuan Pill they receive every year. In exchange for money or other cultivation resources!”

Zhu Hanwei immediately explained with a smile.

So that's it. It seems that this little fat man works as a pill boy for the peak master, so he knows a lot of things!

When Su Twelve heard this, his heart couldn't help but move.

The Peiyuan Pill really doesn't have much effect on him anymore. It wouldn't be a bad idea if it could be replaced with something else.

Thinking this way, he did not show it at all, but continued to ask: "If I remember correctly, you should not have spiritual roots. What do you want to do with so many Peiyuan Pills?"

"The so-called lack of spiritual roots is just because the spiritual roots are covered with dust and cannot appear naturally. If supplemented with pills, there is still a chance for spiritual roots to appear. Peiyuan Pill is one of them."

"It's just that the spiritual roots born with the help of elixirs are usually not too strong. Therefore, no immortal sect will waste resources on cultivating them."

Zhu Hanwei didn't hide anything, he said what he knew with a smile.

Su Twelve squinted his eyes, remembering that after taking a large amount of the best Peiyuan Pill, his sense of the aura of heaven and earth had indeed become clearer. He knew immediately that what Zhu Hanwei said was true.

Nodding, he continued: "It's not impossible to sell you a few pills. What are you planning to do?"

What's the price? "

"The price of high-grade Peiyuan Dan in the trading square is one hundred taels of silver. If my senior brother is willing to take action, I will offer one hundred and twenty taels of silver." Zhu Hanwei was shocked and said with a busy smile.

"Trading Square? The one on Yi Huan Mountain?" Su Twelve raised his eyebrows and remembered that it was mentioned in the sect manual.

There is a Yihuan Mountain to the east of the sect, and there is a trading square on the mountain for the Qi Refining disciples of each peak to trade.

"Not bad!" Zhu Hanwei nodded hurriedly and said quickly: "I have some small items I have collected recently. If you are interested, you can also exchange them."

As he said, he reached out and took out a small package from his arms. After opening it, a pile of small items were revealed.

Su Twelve realized that this guy was not as fat as he looked, but he had always had a small bag on his belly.

He quickly glanced at it and saw that these items included broken knives, animal skins, animal bones, and even a few unknown books.

His eyes fell on the books, and he took them in his hands and flipped through them.

There were three books in total, one of which was an unknown miscellaneous note. The other two were martial arts secrets practiced by martial artists in the secular world.

Zhu Hanwei saw Su Twelve's eyes fall on these three books, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was solemn.

"Brother, you have a good eye. This book of notes is said to be written by a very powerful monk who traveled around the world. Just to collect this, I spent a full five hundred taels of silver!"

"And these two martial arts secret books, Bagua Bajiquan and Wuyinghuanbu, are the ancestral secret books of our Zhu family. Once you practice it, it's no problem to split mountains and crush rocks, and walk on snow without leaving any traces! If you put it outside, it's a rare treasure worth thousands of gold!"

As he said this, Zhu Hanwei's saliva flew and he began to blow it wildly.