The twelve main peaks of Liuyun Immortal Sect.

Yunya Peak has the last strength, and only three of them are counted on the master Yu Qianrou in the peak.

And there are more than a hundred disciples from this lineage, the strongest Yunyang Peak.

Since receiving the notification from the elders, the disciples of Yunyang Peak have become more diligent in their practice.

As the strongest immortal sect in the Great Qi Dynasty, Liuyun Immortal Sect will definitely encounter many competitions this year.

As the strongest main peak of the Immortal Sect, the protagonists of these competitions are naturally their disciples of Yunyang Peak.

Around Yunyang Peak, a serious disciple flew over at full speed, holding a pile of newspapers.

"Dear brothers, this issue of "The Monthly Report of the Immortal Cultivator" has arrived... Master Xingzhi from Dashijing Temple has won again..."

Everyone in Yunyangfeng took the newspaper one after another and took a few simple glances.

There is a lot of content in the newspaper, but they only care about one thing.

That is Master Xingzhi's argumentative theory.

"Including this game, Master Zhi won thirteen games. He suppressed all the immortal sects with the strongest strength of the Great Qi Dynasty..."

"Why did such a genius suddenly appear in Buddhism? Why have you never heard of it in previous years..."

Seeing the news in the newspaper, the geniuses at Yunyang Peak all showed a hint of sadness.

Liuyun Immortal Sect is recognized as the first immortal sect in the Great Qi Dynasty.

For a hundred years, whether it is the law of discussing the Tao or fighting the law to prove the Tao, the disciples of Liuyun Immortal Sect have all gained the upper hand.

The disciples of other sects are even hard to match.

But this year, it seems a little different.

A Master Xingzhi suddenly appeared in the Buddhist Dashiju Temple.

It is said that the true Buddha was reincarnated, and his wisdom eyes saw through too much, and he was as omniscient as gods and Buddhas.

In addition, a swordsman genius appeared in Tianjian Villa, and no one can match his understanding of swordsmanship.

The disciples of Yunyang Peak are actually under great pressure.

As the strongest younger generation in Liuyun Immortal Sect, they need to bear the glory of this generation of the Immortal Sect.

If you fail, your heart of Tao may be affected.

Everyone looked at the "Monthly Report of the Immortal Cultivator" in their hands, and the more they read it, the more they became anxious.

As Yun Yangfeng's senior brother, Gu Feiliang hurriedly stood up to encourage everyone.

“We have to lose our morale before the competition has begun?

Liuyun Immortal Sect has won for a hundred years, which shows that our sect has foundation, strength, and is not afraid of any opponent!

But if everyone has no confidence in victory, the competition will definitely be defeated!"

Gu Feiliang was still a little skilled, and he stopped this depressed mood in a few words.

Then all the disciples were arranged to practice their own practice and let everyone stop thinking too much.

The disciples dispersed, and Gu Feiliang walked to the servile disciple who was delivering the newspaper.

"Don't send such newspapers again in the near future. The pressure of junior brothers in their practice is already very high. The more they hear about their opponents being stronger, the more they will feel more afraid in their hearts. It would be better for those who are ignorant to be fearless."

Upon hearing this, the mail disciple nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Senior Brother Gu."

After saying that, the serious disciple rode on the immortal horse and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Gu Feiliang stopped him again.

"Junior brother, wait a moment. Recently, everyone is diligent in practicing, so they need some means to relax and release some pressure.

If you have suitable reading materials, you can send one to everyone.”

"Don't worry, Brother Gu, this matter is for me. The "Cultivator Monthly" just released a supplement. Although I haven't had time to read it yet, I heard it's very stressful~"

"Okay, then you can give us all the disciples of Yunyang Peak, and I won't want it anymore. Let them relieve the pressure~"

"Ter ~"

After the mail disciple finished speaking, he left and started to get busy.

Even if Gu Feiliang doesn't want it, he will still distribute more than 100 newspapers today, and there are many things to do.

......

Except for Yunya Peak, the other eleven main peaks are very busy now.

In order to meet the competition that may be encountered next, the disciples on the peak prepared for food and sleep.

At this moment, on Yunya Peak, the master and the disciple were preparing dinner in harmony.

Lu Bei'an chose vegetables, Yu Qianrou and Su Xingwan were responsible for cooking food.

Soon, a more homely meal was prepared.

The three of them sat together and talked about recent interesting things.

Since getting started with the art of medicine, Lu Beian has been looking for an opportunity to check Yu Qianrou's body.

Although my mastery of "Su Wen Medical Classic" is only a first-hand approach.

However, some common-sense injuries and symptoms have been identified.

Lu Bei'an wanted to pass this inspection to clarify what kind of injuries his master suffered.

After so many years, many famous doctors have come, but none of them know what the injury is.

It is just said that it is a stubborn disease, and it is impossible to treat it well unless the elixir is released.

This examination of myself can at least clarify what the injury is.

Maybe there is no way to find a treatment, but at least one way to control the injury.

Why do you have to refine spiritual energy and forcefully suppress injuries like now?

After clarifying this, Lu Bei'an took advantage of the meal and said, "Master, I have learned the art of refining medicine~ Have you told me about it?"

Yu Qianrou, who was originally chatting, was suddenly stunned. The art of refining medicine...

This super difficult technique is completely inseparable from Lu Bei'an, a monk who has only broken through the foundation building at such an age.

You should know that the technique of refining medicine is extremely difficult. Generally, only geniuses among geniuses will learn techniques.

Seeing Yu Qianrou's astonished expression, Lu Beian knew that she didn't believe it.

"Senior sister, tell your master quickly, have I learned the art of medicine~"

Looking at Lu Bei'an with a proud look on his face, Su Xingwan shook his head helplessly.

But after a moment, she felt relieved. She could indeed be proud of being able to learn the art of refining medicine.

"Master, Bei'an did not joke. He did learn the art of refining medicine. This Qingxin Pill was refined by Bei'an."

As he said that, Su Xingwan took out the Qingxin Pill from his waist and handed it to Yu Qianrou.

Sniffing the fragrance of medicine from the Qingxin Pill, Yu Qianrou felt that she was dreaming.

I actually took an alchemist as my apprentice?

Although he was holding Qingxin Pill in his hand, Yu Qianrou still felt unreal.

Lu Bei'an also saw the doubts shown in his master's expression.

Is it so unbelievable that I have learned the art of medicine?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to explain, practice proves it!

Lu Bei'an went directly to Yunyafeng Warehouse to get a bunch of medicinal materials and refined the elixir in front of Yu Qianrou and Su Xingwan.

After a while, a green pill condensed in the refining furnace.

"Qi Recovery Pill! The most expensive pill among the first-grade pills!"

What Yu Qianrou saw with her own eyes was not convinced.

Lu Bei'an sat back at the square table and looked at the shocked master.

At this time, Yu Qianrou's mouth was slightly opened, and she had not yet come back to her senses from this incident.
Chapter completed!