Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

Since they parted ways because of a slip of the tongue many years ago, Yi Tingsheng has returned to Beiyue City many times to inquire about Chen Mo's news in a roundabout way, but over the years, the other party seemed to have disappeared, and no one could hear a word from him.

Of course, Yi Tingsheng also reflected on it.

Perhaps there was something wrong with the scope of his inquiry, after all, the people he could contact were all casual cultivators.

But...

Is the "Chen Mo" mentioned by these people now the same person he knows?

"Do you have anything else to do?"

The cultivator who was called saw that he had been in a daze and didn't speak. After a while, he took the wine pot upstairs to prepare a toast.

After a while, Yi Tingsheng showed a hint of joy on his face, then turned back to the table, looked at Zuo Qiuyun's cold black eyes, and said: "Zuo Qiu, let's go! Go find my brother Chen! He should be able to help you get the Tianyuan Shengji Pill!"

"Really?"

The other party's originally cold tone revealed a hint of excitement.

As a female cultivator, no matter how little she cares about her appearance, she doesn't want to wrap herself up tightly all day long, wear a bamboo hat, and dare not show her true face to others.

In the past two months, they have found many old friends.

But when it comes to the Nianyu Sect, these Taoist friends said that it's okay to go to prostitutes, but it's impossible to ask for elixirs.

After all, the cultivators they know are all casual cultivators, and their strength and status are not the same.

Seeing her joy, Yi Tingsheng excitedly stretched out his hand to pull the other's arm, but Zuo Qiuyun subconsciously pulled his hand away and dodged.

"Sorry."

"No... It's okay."

Yi Tingsheng shook his head and didn't care.

He led Zuo Qiuyun to follow the endless stream of people and went up to the top floor of Zuitian Tower and came to the door of Tianzi No. 7.

Now, this room is crowded with people.

There are countless cultivators coming in and out.

When it was finally Yi Tingsheng's turn, Yu Qiqi had gradually accepted the status of the founding disciple of Motai Mountain and enjoyed the compliments from the disciples of the major immortal sects.

To put it bluntly, Yu Qiqi used to be a gangster in Taiyang District.

His only source of income was to cheat and defraud those lower-level cultivators.

Now that he has inexplicably risen to the top, his mentality is naturally still that of a villain, and he can't change it for a while.

When Yi Tingsheng stepped into the room.

Yu Qiqi, who was always holding a wine glass and smiling, and he almost chose to shut up at the same time, looking at each other.

The words that they had originally thought of were suddenly swallowed back because of this familiarity.

The more Yi Tingsheng looked at each other, the more familiar he felt.

The cultivators generally have extraordinary memories. Finally, in a brief moment of surprise, both sides recognized each other.

"You... are you the master... uncle?" Yu Qiqi was a little vague.

He deliberately lowered the voice of the word "uncle".

But there were cultivators all around, how could they not hear it? Qin Wanlin, who was drinking by himself, put down his glass and looked at the person curiously.

Being called uncle by Yu Qiqi, one can imagine the other party's identity!

"You are Yu Qiqi? How did you become Brother Chen's apprentice?"

Yi Tingsheng clearly remembered that when they first entered Beiyue City, they were almost cheated by the gangster in front of them.

But he didn't expect that when they met again in the blink of an eye, the other party would become Chen Mo's apprentice?

"I... I... I..." Yu Qiqi hesitated, and after holding it in for a long time, he had to look at Qin Wanlin behind him for help, "Brother Qin, I just came to drink with you."

He subconsciously thought that the other party came to blame him for swindling under the name of Motaishan disciples.

"I wonder who this Taoist friend is? What is his relationship with Master Chen?" Qin Wanlin also looked puzzled.

"I'm Yi Tingsheng, this is my friend. Chen Mo is my sworn brother."

"Sworn brother?" The cultivators waiting for a toast at the door looked him up and down.

Yi Tingsheng is only in the late stage of foundation building now.

It doesn't look like it!

"I've only heard that Elder Song is the brother of Master Chen, but I haven't heard of anyone else."

"You mean Song Yunxi? Brother Song? He's out too!?" Yi Tingsheng got more and more excited when he heard it.

After not seeing each other for so many years, he could still remember the three of them escaping and surviving together. He really didn't expect to meet again!

"You also know Elder Song?"

"That's our eldest brother, and I'm the second."

Originally, no one would believe what Yi Tingsheng said.

Who is he? He became the second brother of Master Chen? But Yu Qiqi's "Uncle Master" just now was so real, so the identity of the person in front of him couldn't be fake.

"Quick, take me to see Master Chen."

Yi Tingsheng didn't want to waste time, so he turned around and looked at Yu Qiqi.

He was a little shy and hesitant at first, but he responded subconsciously with a "yes"!

After all, the man in front of him was really his master's brother!

Yu Qiqi stood up, Qin Wanlin and Sang Susu looked at each other, and finally followed him out, accompanying this cultivator they had never heard of to Motai Mountain.

Along the way, Yi Tingsheng learned about some of his third brother's deeds over the years.

The more he listened, the more excited he became.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, he grew from an unknown person to a master of a fairy sect!

And he could only travel around as a casual cultivator.

After so many years, he was only at the seventh level of foundation building.

"From what Elder Yi said, it should be a long time since you have seen Master Chen, right?" Qin Wanlin took the initiative to talk.

Yu Qiqi followed behind and agreed, flattering him from time to time.

"Yes, it's been almost seven years." Yi Tingsheng recalled.

It has been two or three years since he inherited Jian Shiqi's Qianye Sword...

Along the way, Qin Wanlin kept observing the other party, but he seemed ordinary.

The three sworn brothers mentioned by the other party, the eldest brother is already a Jindan Zhenren, the third brother has also become the leader of a sect, but the one in front of him doesn't seem to have any outstanding features.

Maybe he must have something extraordinary after being sworn brothers with the other two.

However, Qin Wanlin couldn't see it at all!

Seeing the five people flying in the clouds, they were about to arrive at the border of Motai Mountain.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and the whole sky was instantly covered by dark clouds.

After a few breaths, heavy rain poured down, and the cold wind blew suddenly, and then a long sword cut through the clear sky and rushed towards everyone.

Its power was far beyond the imagination of these people in front of them.

Qin Wanlin was startled and subconsciously called out his beast, the golden-winged bird, to the front.

But after just one encounter, the bird's body was pierced and its flesh was blown into a bloody mist!

"Run!"

Qin Wanlin was no longer able to care about the pain at this moment. Although he didn't know who the person was, from the other party's attack, it was obvious that he wanted to kill them!

Sang Susu's face was pale.

Although the Nine-Colored Mouse was rare, its fighting ability was almost negligible.

Facing the current danger, she had no way to avoid it!

At this moment, before Yi Tingsheng made a move, the Qianye Sword behind him came out of its sheath and attacked the Zhenlong Sword!