Caixia Mountain, Shenshou Valley.

Listening to the sound of the bell and the birds rising, Xie Duanyang slowly ended today's practice, got up and walked out of the stone house.

Now, it is already the third day since he returned to Caixia Mountain.

Calculating the time, Qixuanmen has already found the descendants of the original bloodline and sent them to him to test his qualifications.

Hearing the noise, Zhang Jialiang hurriedly came out and stood still behind Xie Duanyang.

In the past two days, Xie Duanyang not only cleaned up the Shenshou Valley briefly, but also explained to him some basic knowledge of spiritual practice.

It's just that his spiritual qualifications are really average, and his understanding isn't that great either.

Without any personal help, my practice is really slow.

Even the first step of introducing the gas into the body is estimated to take more than ten days to complete.

Therefore, there has not been any change in temperament, but he is no longer as nervous and uneasy as before, and there is some expectation in his eyes.

"Let's go and see your brothers and sisters."

Without releasing the dark cloud bag again, Xie Duanyang grabbed Zhang Jialiang and used the "Wind Control Technique".

After a few ups and downs, he appeared outside the God's Hand Valley.

Wang Juechu and his son, as well as a group of Qixuanmen elders, stood respectfully outside the green and rusty copper bell, and no one dared to kick it.

Affected by this, many children beside and behind him instinctively held their breath.

There are not many blood relatives in the Zhang family, just over a dozen.

After all, Xie Duanyang has requirements for people of similar age and bloodline.

Most of them are the children and grandchildren of the Wang family and the elders.

After all, it is such a great opportunity for an immortal cultivator to have a disciple. After knowing it, who wouldn’t want to give it a try?

This is also the reason why Wang Juechu feels uneasy.

If he could, he just wanted to stuff his favorite grandchildren in and try his luck.

I don't want to make the matter so big and make Xie Duanyang unhappy, so that a good chance turns into a disaster.

It's just that Xie Duanyang broke into the Sunset Peak main hall in public, and then Wang Juechu personally took care of the matter.

They can't hide it no matter what, even though their father and son are direct descendants of Master Qi Jue, they have controlled Qixuan Sect for many years, and they run it like an iron bucket.

But if the Presbyterian Council agrees, there is nothing they can do.

That's it, you put one in and I'll add two more.

As a result, it has evolved into what it is now, and it is even more difficult to remove people from the top.

Seeing the expressionless Xie Duanyang, Wang Juechu had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand up.

"My lord..."

"It's nothing to help people test whether they have the qualifications to practice.

Even if you have spiritual roots, I will reward you with some exercises."

Xie Duanyang's eyes swept over the young and girls who were dressed in fine clothes and were completely different from the Zhang family's children, and he spoke indifferently.

"But don't imagine that I will accept another disciple."

When Wang Juechu's son wanted to speak, the old man saw through his heart, grabbed him, and saluted Xie Duanyang, expressing his apology and gratitude.

At this time, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

I remembered that although Xie Duanyang had a good temper, he was still an immortal cultivator who could wipe out his own sect with a wave of his hand, and I didn’t dare to say another word.

Over there, Xie Duanyang had already summoned about thirty children and teenagers to his side and cast spells to check them one by one.

There is another girl named Xiaoxiu in the Zhang family who has spiritual roots, and she is much better than Zhang Jialiang.

The qualifications of the Three Spiritual Roots are enough to officially join the major sects.

This is not surprising. What surprised Xie Duanyang was that one of the descendants of the senior Qixuanmen also had the qualifications to practice.

Although there are only four spiritual roots, it is quite surprising that one can appear among twenty people.

I casually punched the first six levels of "Housou Zhen Gang" into the kid's sea of ​​consciousness, which was regarded as fulfilling my previous promise.

It was a pity that the elder of the young man in brocade could not become his disciple, but he was not very disappointed.

After all, they don't know how to practice. They don't know their qualifications and resources. Their practice speed is as different as clouds and mud.

I just feel that with the skills, I can become famous.

Even the Wang family father and son, as well as a group of elders and other hall masters, also had shining eyes.

In any case, the Qixuan Sect now has the Sect Immortal Law Book.

Although Xie Duanyang concluded that they did not have the qualifications to practice, they were just like Dr. Mo back then.

If a great opportunity falls in front of you, you will not give it up easily no matter what.

What's more, the boys and girls sent today are only a small part of their children and grandchildren.

There are still five or ten times more people who have not been brought over. Among so many people, there are probably only three or two more.

They thought like this in their hearts, thinking of a bright future.

"Taking out this half of the skill should be enough to calm them down for a while."

With just a casual glance, the thoughts of these people are clearly revealed in his eyes.

This is also Xie Duanyang's purpose, to save them from disturbing him again.

After returning to the valley with his two disciples, Xie Duanyang officially activated the "Mountains and Rivers Hundred Veins Diagram" formation and formally taught his two disciples the practice.

After all, he cannot stay here in Qixuanmen for too long.

When Wu Jialiang and Wu Xiu become successful and get older, they will be sent to Flower Language Country.

How much they can learn depends on their fate.

The setting sun is like blood, disappearing into the western mountains.

Xie Duanyang stood in front of the hive, looking at the returning bees.

After deciding to settle here, he built a beehive as usual and released it.

It's just that although Shenshou Valley is considered beautiful, it is still not as good as the spiritual fields developed in Luanhua Mountain.

It is far worse than it was in the Shenbing Sect, and I was just barely able to survive.

If I stay for a few more years, I'm afraid my bloodline will deteriorate.

"Well, it seems that there are a few flower bees missing?"

He released his spiritual thoughts and scanned them all at once. Xie Duanyang couldn't help but frown.

The longevity of bees and insects is far inferior to that of many spiritual beasts. In the past thirty years, except for the queen bee, his nest of hundred-flower bees has gone through two or three generations.

And the ones he is carrying now are also carefully selected and outstanding ones.

All of them have the second or third level of qi training, although Baihua Bee's demonic qi is weak.

But in the mortal world, they are still ferocious beasts that are not inferior to wolves and leopards. Why are there suddenly three missing?

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You know, it has been more than a hundred years since Qixuanmen moved to Caixia Mountain.

With so many people practicing martial arts around, all the animals, big and small, have long since been cleared away.

Not to mention ferocious beasts such as tigers, leopards, jackals, and all kinds of poisonous snakes, most of them become prey.

Xie Duanyang didn't know what could actually kill several flower bees at once.

"Today, they seem to have gone deep into the west mountain peak..."

Using the "Hundred Insects Communication Technique" and communicating with the queen bee with his spiritual consciousness, Xie Duanyang quickly obtained the direction of Mo Lake.

There was no rush to find out what happened. Xie Duanyang took it to heart and went to rest.

The next day, Xie Duanyang activated the formation and released the Flower Bee.

Tell the two disciples who have had breakfast not to run around and practice honestly.

Xie Duanyang lazily followed behind, directing them to where they were yesterday.

The mountain is not high, but the forest is dense.

He didn't control any flying escapement weapon, he just released the golden-backed demon mantis and made it wield two boring knives to open a clear path.

At the same time, he slowly released his huge spiritual consciousness, searching for every plant and tree along the way.

For him, it is extremely slow, but for ordinary people in the world, it is as fast as the wind, truly flying on grass.

After about a cup of tea, Xie Duanyang stopped.

The reason for stopping was not that Xie Duanyang noticed something first, but that the golden-backed demon mantis that was opening the way suddenly stopped.
To be continued...