Wrath of the Immortal

"Hmph! Do you know why I accepted you as my disciple?"

Zhou Pengcheng looked at Xiao Chen and asked angrily.

"Disciple doesn't know!"

Xiao Chen looked solemn and replied respectfully.

"Because...you are so shameless!"

Zhou Pengcheng blew his beard and stared.

Xiao Chen was stunned when he heard this.

What is the logic of this? Shamelessness has become the standard for accepting disciples?

But where is his shamelessness?

There is clearly a relationship of interest between the two.

If he didn't have the ability to find fire crystals, how could Zhou Pengcheng accept him as his disciple?

Even if he agreed verbally, if he hadn't thought of a countermeasure, this guy would have regretted it long ago!

"Thank you for the compliment, Master. May I ask, Master, when will you start practicing immortality?"

Xiao Chen didn't feel ashamed, but felt honored.

As for what Zhou Pengcheng said about him, he didn't care at all!

He became a disciple with only one purpose.

Become an official disciple, practice immortal skills, and stop the Zhao family from attacking their families.

If anyone else has other ideas, it would be Wang Yuwei.

It was a young man's longing for love, hazy and yearning.

He knew in his heart that he should not have any delusions before his cultivation reached Wang Yuwei's level.

In the mortal world, the emphasis is on being well-matched.

The same is true in the world of immortality.

Only with equal cultivation can we form an immortal couple and stay together and fly together!

In order for this day to come earlier, Xiao Chen secretly decided to practice harder!

Zhou Pengcheng patted the gray bag on his waist, and saw a flash of light, and the same bag flew out.

"This is a storage bag used by immortal cultivators. It contains the clothes worn by formal disciples, as well as the first three levels of cultivation techniques during the Qi refining period."

Zhou Pengcheng grabbed the storage bag and threw it in front of Xiao Chen.

"Thank you Master!"

Xiao Chen took the storage bag, opened the bag, and looked carefully.

Inside the storage bag, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Xiao Chen looked outside the bag again, feeling even more curious.

This thing is like a cloth bag for ordinary people to hold money. Why can it store things?

"Master, how are storage bags made?"

Xiao Chen had the attitude of asking if he didn't understand, and humbly asked for advice.

"This object is made from the fur of monster beasts, and is covered with space formations..."

Zhou Pengcheng explained briefly, and was even more annoyed when he saw that Xiao Chen didn't understand.

Why are you telling him this? It’s just playing the piano to a cow!

"Master, as long as I practice hard and reach the third level of Qi refining stage, can I learn the magic of immortality?"

What Xiao Chen wants to learn most now is the magic of immortality. He doesn't want to have nothing but cultivation and no fighting ability.

"Do you still want to reach 30% of the Qi refining stage?"

Zhou Pengcheng rolled his eyes and really wanted to slap Xiao Chen to death.

A person who has abandoned his spiritual roots dares to dream about spring and autumn here!

He even felt that it was a miracle that Xiao Chen could reach the second level of the Qi Refining Stage!

"Master, as long as you have a dream, it will come true one day."

Xiao Chen didn't dare to think about it before, but with the Qiankun Ding, there is nothing he doesn't dare to think about.

"Stop!!! Let's not talk about dreams. I'll teach you how to cultivate your spiritual consciousness first!"

Zhou Pengcheng's brain was going to explode. He just wanted to teach Xiao Chen a simple formula quickly and drive this guy out.

"Master, is spiritual consciousness a magical skill?"

Xiao Chen heard this word for the first time and asked curiously.

"Spiritual consciousness is not magic, it is the energy contained deep in the soul."

Zhou Pengcheng is going crazy.

If you continue to explain like this, God knows how long it will take to explain?

"My disciple is ignorant, please give me some advice from Master."

From Zhou Pengcheng's eyes, Xiao Chen saw despair and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

If no action is taken, I am afraid that this newly worshiped master will no longer care about him in the blink of an eye and let him fend for himself.

"As long as you have spiritual power in your body, you can cultivate your spiritual consciousness. When you practice, can you sense the presence of spiritual energy around you?"

Zhou Pengcheng was indeed desperate. When he saw Xiao Chen kneeling down, his heart softened.

"Disciples can sense it."

Xiao Chen answered truthfully and sincerely.

"Spiritual consciousness is the energy emanating from the mind. Even if you close your eyes, you can sense invisible things."

Zhou Pengcheng said briefly, took out a bottle of elixir from his pocket and threw it to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen took the elixir bottle and after opening it, the strong fragrance of the medicine reverberated.

The bottle is full of pills, including ten pills.

"Master, when you gave me the elixir, did you ask me to swallow it every day to practice?"

Xiao Chen was a little moved and couldn't help but ask.

He didn't expect that Zhou Pengcheng turned out to be a sharp-tongued person.

I had disliked him ten thousand times before, but as soon as I accepted him as a disciple, I gave him a bottle of elixir.

"Damn, I got the wrong bottle, this bottle..."

Zhou Pengcheng cursed, snatched the pill bottle from Xiao Chen's hand, and handed him an empty one.

"Master, what are you..."

Xiao Chen was confused.

He glanced down at the empty bottle, feeling mixed emotions.

What kind of master is this? Changing face so quickly?

What a joy!

"You have just started cultivating and are not suitable for taking pills. You must be steady and steady. Master is doing this for your own good!"

Zhou Pengcheng also seemed to feel that these words were too shameless.

He coughed slightly and pointed to the ground.

"Xiao Chen, pick up a small stone, put it in the bottle, and go back and use your spiritual sense to sense it!"

"Then what?"

"When you sense the presence of stones, come back to me!"

Zhou Pengcheng obviously didn't want to say another word. As soon as his voice fell, he waved his long sleeve at Xiao Chen.

Huge spiritual power was released from his sleeves, rolling up Xiao Chen's body and flying quickly out of the cave.

Xiao Chen stood outside the cave, a little speechless.

"Next time you see me, remember to bring a fire crystal with you!"

Just as Xiao Chen was about to leave, he heard Zhou Pengcheng's voice again.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen secretly smiled bitterly.

The master is still the same master, with only interests in his eyes.

"Study your spiritual consciousness first, then practice it later!"

Xiao Chen was extremely depressed.

He found an empty cave and got into it.

This cave is slightly larger than the place where Zhou Pengcheng practiced, and there is nothing in the cave.

Xiao Chen didn't care, sitting cross-legged on the ground, sensing every move around him.

After closing my eyes, the surroundings were dark and nothing could be seen.

Xiao Chen worked hard to sense and wanted to cultivate his spiritual consciousness as soon as possible.

After a long time, I still didn't feel the stone in the bottle.

The sky gradually darkened.

Night falls and darkness envelopes the world.

Xiao Chen's stomach growled non-stop. When he opened his eyes, he was suddenly startled.

"Haven't you sensed it yet?"

Zhou Pengcheng stood in front of Xiao Chen and asked angrily.

As soon as Xiao Chen left, he used his spiritual consciousness to observe secretly.

Want to see if this guy has any treasure in him.

If not, how could Xiao Chentian reach the first level of Qi refining stage by abandoning his spiritual roots?

It wasn't that Zhou Pengcheng's spiritual perception was wrong, but that Xiao Chen's spiritual roots were too magical.

Thousands of spiritual roots are intricately connected in the body, and their number is greater than the muscles and veins.

If Xiao Chen didn't take the initiative to reveal his cultivation, no one would be able to sense it unless it was a level higher than him.

Zhou Pengcheng was only in the early stage of foundation building. Only when he reached the middle stage of foundation building could he tell the clues through careful sensing.

"Master, I'm hungry. Where is the kitchen?"

Facing the master's question, Xiao Chen shook his head.

Immediately afterwards, he said these words that made Zhou Pengcheng vomit blood.