After becoming the main control group of cultivating immortals, I quit

Ji Changyue stayed in the cave for one night. The next day, someone sent him his disciple's token and clothes.

Ji Changyue accepted it and then left Qingya Sect with the token.

Before leaving, he sent a message to Qin Yang and informed him.

The day before yesterday, she took on several tasks of hunting monster beasts and collecting spiritual grass. Before she could do it, Qin Yang called her to see Elder Mingzhen.

The first mission was not completed, and Ji Changyue did not want the second time to end in failure.

So by the time everyone knew that Elder Mingzhen had accepted a new disciple, a female disciple, Ji Changyue had already left Qingya Sect.

Wu Chan was one of the quickest in news. She arrived at Yuweifeng early and saw Qin Yang staring blankly at the Tongxin Jade in his hand.

"Hello."

Wu Chan walked over, and stones suddenly flew out of his palm and hit his wrist.

"Where's the new junior sister? My master asked me to give a greeting gift." She smiled, "It just so happens that I also have something to give to the junior sister."

With a slight movement of his wrist, Qin Yang grabbed the stone with his backhand and said calmly: "Let's go."

"What?" Wu Chanpin felt something was wrong, "Junior sister just arrived, why did she leave? Did you bully her?"

Qin looked up at the sky and put the Tongxin Jade into his storage bag, "How can I do that?"

"Tsk, tsk, the resentment is quite deep."

Wu Chan laughed and said: "You won't be sad because your uncle accepted a disciple, right?"

Wu Chan thought he would choke or ignore her, but she didn't expect him to actually nod.

"Sad."

Wu Chan looked strange, "Qin Yang, your body was taken away from you? Why is it so weird?"

Before Qin Yang could answer, Wu Chan took out a storage bag and threw it to Qin Yang, "In it are the gifts that Master and I gave to Junior Sister. Master and I are going to Fanjing City and we are in a hurry. Please help me put these things away." give her."

After catching the storage bag, Qin Yang raised his eyes and asked, "Master asked you to go there?"

"It doesn't count."

Wu Chan wears a string of white beads on her wrist. The black silk in the beads is like ink, slowly spreading out and flowing in the beads.

"When you came out of the secret realm, the disciples near Fanjing City sent a message that there was something unusual in Fanjing City. The sect leader originally wanted my uncle to go, but my uncle was temporarily busy, so these tasks fell on us, master and disciple."

Wu Chan spoke very casually, as if Fanjing City was an ordinary place.

Monks rarely set foot in this place where demons and demons roam. Even Nascent Soul cultivators like Wu Chan must be careful and not dare to take a wrong step.

Qin Yang looked at her and said, "Be careful along the way."

Wu Chan raised her eyebrows and said, "It's not easy to get such a word from you."

"Don't worry, my life is tough, I will definitely live longer than you."

Wu Chan jumped into the air and disappeared into the sky in a few steps.

Her voice still lingered in the air, "Remember to give the things to Junior Sister. If you swallow them all, I won't teach you a lesson!"

As soon as Wu Chan left, a male cultivator wearing outer disciple uniform came over on a flying crane.

He is a fresh-faced disciple, fair and pure, with a childish face. He looks only eleven or twelve years old.

As soon as he landed on the ground and saw Qin Yang, he immediately saluted and said, "Uncle Qin."

Although he didn't know Qin Yang, there were only Elder Mingzhen and Uncle Qin Yang on Yuwei Peak, so they were easy to distinguish.

As for the rumors within the sect, Elder Mingzhen has accepted a new disciple. These are just rumors and there is no definite information to prove it.

Qin Yang looked at him, "What's the matter?" Seeing Qin Yang's response, the young disciple knew that he had recognized the wrong person, "Uncle Qin, Senior Brother Han Yuan has been assigned to send the sect. During his absence, I will take over Yu Wei's place. Peak all things."

Each peak has its own handyman disciples, who are supported by the peak master and do the cleaning and tidying up, including planting spiritual fields and raising spiritual beasts.

But Mingzhen couldn't afford it, and there were no spiritual beasts in Yuweifeng, so Yuweifeng had no handyman disciples.

After all, Yuweifeng is the residence of an elder. The sect leader felt that he was incompetent, so he asked the outer sect elders to appoint someone to come and do some chores every day, and the sect would provide some subsidies.

Han Yuan only made one trip before, sometimes bringing news to Qin Yang.

Qin Yang nodded and said he understood.

"Nothing happens at Yuweifeng today, you can go back."

The young disciple raised his head and stared at Qin Yang blankly for a long time with his black and white eyes, then quickly lowered his head and left on the flying crane.

Before leaving, Senior Brother Han Yuan said that Yu Weifeng's affairs were very small and would not affect his cultivation, but he did not say so little and only showed his face.

Uncle Qin was not nearly dying of illness and had a bad temper, as they said.

Although he was young, his thoughts were moving very quickly. There must be someone who didn't like Senior Brother Qin.

*
Taking a flying boat from Qingwu City, Ji Changyue arrived at the Izumo Mountains half a month later.

A hundred miles outside the Izumo Mountains, a small city was built on the mountain.

The stone wall stands tall and surrounds the small town. It is covered with complicated patterns and various defensive formations.

The city gate is made of black iron, with sharp spikes scattered all over it, as long and thin as a sword, glowing with a cold light in the sunlight.

Ji Changyue carried the sword on her back, walked across the street, bought a peripheral map from a street stall, and walked towards the Izumo Mountains without looking back.

She left on her front foot, and three men and women in different clothes arrived at Izumo Castle.

The male cultivator in blue looked at the people coming and going in Izumo City with a confused voice, "This Izumo City looks fine, it's similar to what I saw before."

The female cultivator on the side said, "If you can see the problem at a glance, why do you need to come here?"

There are many monks coming and going in Izumo City every day, and there are many people with higher cultivation than them. Those people didn't realize that something was wrong, let alone them.

Han Yuan coughed lightly, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful that walls have ears."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Qing shut up and hugged the epee tightly in her arms.

Feng Yue also looked around cautiously.

Han Yuan saw him looking around and stopped him, "Stop looking, let's find an inn first."

Feng Yue and Zhou Qing had no objections, "Senior Brother Han, the elder said to listen to you, just make your arrangements."

Han Yuan did not shirk at this point and pointed in one direction, "I heard that the most famous inn here is Dengyun Pavilion. There is a kind of spiritual wine in it, which is brewed from the unique spiritual fruit in the middle of the Izumo Mountains. It can quickly restore spiritual power and repair hidden injuries. Shall we try it?”

Dengyun Pavilion was their target. Feng Yue and Zhou Qing immediately realized and agreed happily.

"I came here before and was pressed for time. I have never tasted this kind of spiritual wine. I wonder if it is as good as the legend says!"

Han Yuan smiled and said, "This mission is long enough. Senior brother, please drink enough before you go on the mission."

The three of them were walking on the stone steps. Zhou Qing curled her lips and said, "Since senior brother is treating us, we won't come back until we get drunk this time. Senior brother, please don't feel bad."

Feng Yue also said: "You won't come back until you're drunk! Senior brother, you can't go back on your word!"

Han Yuan patted the storage bag on his waist and said, "All of senior brother's belongings are here, enough for you to drink to your heart's content."

The three of them had a harmonious atmosphere, blended in with the monks coming and going on the street, and started the first step of the plan.