Immemorial Pill Venerable

The first thousand six hundred and forty-four chapters are closed to the east

This person is named Shi Zhenhua, the top king of the Yuan Dynasty, and the master of the daoist sect sword valley. He teaches the dísciple sword technique. Because of the good innate talent and the offspring of the old lineage, he has been proud and arrogant since he was a child. He always thinks that his abilities are underestimated, and he actually performs more than others think, and his posture is quite conceited.

Qin Hao passed the test as Xuan Saint Realm Pill Refinement Master, stepped into the daoist sect, took charge of the Medicine Garden, and everyone minds their own business in Jiangu. Moreover, taking Shi Zhenhua’s vision, he I still don't like Qin Hao at all. There was nothing between the two, but for some reason, the more he looked at Qin Hao in the past two years, the more he felt uncomfortable, and he often picked bones in the eggs and made Qin Hao messy.

"Looking for excellent talents for daoist sect? It also depends on your own ability." Shi Zhenhua said indifferently, Pill Refinement Master, this cultivation base, what excellent dísciple can be taught. In a period of time, he broke through Yuan Wang, stepped into Yuan Zun, and became the Sword Venerable powerhouse.

"Medicine Garden dignitaries don't need to fight innate talent. Since sect master and Yu Lao are relieved to be taken care of by the third grade, he will take care of everything." Next, a beautiful woman said. To Qin Hao gently nodded.

Siqing, one of Sect Elder, not only beautiful, but also the daughter of sect master, daughter of the Si family.

Speaking of which, she is a descendant of Dongtian.

Qin Hao remembers very clearly, the Master’s family is the surname Si, the original name is Sidong.

"I'm afraid that he will mislead his children. I have no growth. I have been in charge of Medicine Garden for two years. I don't know how many medicine ingredients have been embezzled secretly, but the realm has not changed." Shi Zhenhua said softly, looking towards Siqing His eyes are hidden with admiration.

"You slander my Master." Yin Qingqing heard it, but was unwilling.

"Zhenhua, it's a bit too late." In the seat of Sect Elder, another young man spoke, Birsmao, the lower Yuanzun, not long after breaking the mirror, the same is Sect Elder, who is responsible for teaching dísciple palm method.

At this moment, Birsmouth glanced at Qin Hao quietly, shook his head silently, and closed his mouth. He really didn't want to get involved, and turned his head to make both sides unhappy.

"Okay, what are you arguing about, do you let the daoist sect and Tai Sui Shan watch the jokes of Daoist Sect?" Shi Yiqi said sternly, and Shuiyao Fairy was watching.

"I didn't say anything? Someone had a bad mouth." Qin Hao smiled, and secretly gestured a middle finger to Shi Zhenhua, whose face suddenly changed.

"On the third day of the junior high school, you will take care of the Medicine Garden. Sect master and Lao Yu are relieved. It's up to you how to pick people." Qi Lao said, blood kinship is one. It's true, sect is another matter. Daoist sect will never protect anyone in the overall situation.

Seeing what Shi Yiqi said, Shi Zhenhua couldn't talk more, after all, the other party was his elder. However, he still warned Qin Hao with a threatening look.

The square recruitment ceremony continued. Many boys and girls lined up in a long line and marched in the direction of Three Sects. In terms of the number of people, Nanjiang City Martial Artists are more inclined to hit the air and Taisui Mountain. Therefore, there are many more teams going to two sects than daoist sect.

This will produce a sense of pros and cons. The more people there are, the larger the area to choose dísciple, and the more chance to find someone who is outstanding in aptitude.

Of course, there are reasons for this phenomenon. The powerhouses of the air strikers and Tai Sui Mountain have more daoist sects, and the martial skill is more offensive and lethal.

Daoist sect has a long history and had a very glorious period, but now it is too old. Many cultivation techniques tend to be defensive. Sect pays attention to the natural way and the benevolent. It is not regarded by contemporary Martial Artists. Like it.

Above the Nanjiang City Square, dísciple’s recruitment ceremony is in full swing. During the period, Three Sects recruited many qualified people, and they were busy until sunset. The ceremony was about to end, and many youngsters who had not been selected were also brought with them. The disappointment gradually left.

At this time, among the massive silhouettes that left, there was a young man who hesitated in the same place. His eyes looked towards the daoist sect direction, with deep anticipation hidden in his heart, and he seemed to have a lot of courage in his heart, and finally lifted up. Started, but the next moment, he fell back helplessly.

It seems that he knows that he is impossible by daoist sect.

"On the third day, the square is almost empty, haven't you chosen yet?" Elder Qi couldn't help but ask, Qin Hao is not in a hurry, he is starting to be anxious, the number of talents is so huge How difficult is it to find a Pill Child?

He feels that Qin Hao's selection of people is more stringent than daoist sect's selection of dísciple. There are tens of thousands of Nanjiang City dísciple.

"The higher the expectation, the greater the loss. I always think that the good is behind, and I ended up empty-handed." Shi Zhenhua sarcastically, looking behind him with satisfaction, he picked out many good ones. seedling.

"I have chosen." Qin Hao got up and moved towards the square, where there were people he was waiting for.

"Selected?"

Everyone got up at the same time, giving people a passionate sense of passion. It seems that all the dísciples selected by Heavenly Dao Sect today are not as good as Qin Hao believes. The person is strong. Obviously Qin Hao himself is very weak, and inexplicably aroused everyone's mood, very strange, but there is no problem.

At this moment, Qi Lao, Siqing, Shi Zhenhua, Birsmao, and many senior daoist sect executives, including Yin Qingqing, all looked at the location where Qin Hao was walking. However, after their eyes were fixed, their expressions suddenly Wonderful.

"Shi Dong." Shi Zhenhua's mouth twitched slightly. Qin Hao chose who was not good, but chose a fake Shizu.

"Would you like to enter daoist sect?" Stepped forward and looked at the young man. In the past two years, Qin Hao has seen it more than once in secret, but now, he is still very serious.

"You are..." The young man lifts the head, with a dirty face and ragged clothes, looking at the young man in front of him. It feels very elegant. Even so, it still brought great pressure to Shidong.

"Master of daoist sect Medicine Garden, I lack a dísciple, would you like to learn the pill technique with me?" Qin Hao asked softly, it seems that young people can be nodded, and there is no need for assessment.

"Li Chusan, what do you mean?" Shi Zhenhua strode forward, completely not giving Shidong nodded a chance, fiercely questioned.

"I choose dísciple." Qin Hao calmly said.

"That many people didn’t pick him, but he didn’t choose him. Did you deliberately fail to get along with my clan?" Shi Zhenhua said angrily. The young man claimed to be a member of the clan, but the family did not record anything about him. The message, it was obvious that a little liar wanted to cling to the Shi Clan, and he didn't know how many years he had knelt down on the mountain of Daoshan. He was extremely shameless.

Of course, no matter how long he kneels, daoist sect will never be accepted, because the time clan does not recognize it.

"I accept my own dísciple, don’t scream and splash dirty water." Qin Hao said with displeasure, does Shidong as dísciple have trouble with the times?

"You knew he was a liar posing as my clansman, but led people into the daoist sect, what should I do with the clan?" Shi Zhenhua asked.

"How do you know that he is a liar?" Qin Hao asked rhetorically.

"His name is not in my genealogy."

"If you don't have his name in your genealogy, you will be judged as a liar, and others can't have a surname. What's the reason?" Qin Hao stepped One step forward, approaching the opponent, this person, he must bring in the daoist sect.

The dispute between the two immediately caused a large number of people to watch. When Qi Lao saw this, he took a few steps forward, pointed to Shidong, and said: "The third year, give me a reason, why did you choose him?" "

"Old Qi, I'm just accepting a drug boy. Do I need a reason? Well, daoist sect does not recognize his identity. Even so, even if it is a stranger, he shouldn't refuse others. Enter daoist sect, right?" Qin Hao said.

"I don’t care about this. This child has been begging Daoshan for many years. At first, we have tested it. His spirit strength is only Grade 3, and even the spirit root is the lowest First Rank, aptitude. It's too mediocre, and it doesn't meet the daoist sect standard." Qi Lao said.

Whether Shidong is the clansman of the Shi clan, he doesn't care, he depends on aptitude and is responsible for daoist sect.

"My Medicine Garden pill concocting, I don’t look at the spirit root." Qin Hao said. The so-called spirit root is the standard for measuring the future climate of Martial Artist. The lowest First Rank spirit root indicates the future at most cultivation to Gathering Origin Realm.

Gathering Origin Realm dísciple is really too inferior. In the land of Eastern Continent, it is almost the weakest and most useless category, no different from ordinary people.

"Sir, don’t argue for me, I won’t enter the daoist sect." Shi Dong said timidly. He knew his aptitude was mediocre. Eliminated.

Although his most yearning place is still daoist sect, but after these years, his heart has also been cold, and he has knelt for too long and needs to leave himself a trace of dignity.

In other words, leave a trace of dignity to the deceased ancestor.

"I said that pill concocting doesn't look at the spirit root, you don't have to worry." Qin Hao comforted, low aptitude? At that time, the descendants of Senior Brother Mu had the blood of the flawless Great Emperor. How could the aptitude be low?

It's just that Shidong doesn't have the power to awaken. Otherwise, not to mention that Nanjiang City will inevitably alarm the entire Shui Yao holy kingdom, and Daoist Sect will be proud of him.

"Pill concocting does not look at spirit root, but also needs to look at spirit strength. Don’t bully me because I don’t understand Pill Dao, but Mr. Yu is here.” Qi Lao said, pointing to the seat behind him, where there is An old fogey is dozing off, and all the daoist sect seniors have come over, he is the only one who is outstanding.

"Oh yes, Mr. Yu, I will enter the Medicine Garden eastward when I close, don't you have any comments?" Qin Hao shouted, the imperial intent moved slightly, and the Emperor's Power invisibly absorbed the old fogey spirit Among them, it stabbed in like a sharp thorn.

"Ah...what, I don't have any comments." Yu Lao slept well, feeling pierced by something, and finally opened his eyes with dreadful eyes and looked here.

"..." Everyone was speechless and silent.

"Aiya, I didn’t slept, but I’m actually listening. If you want to find a medicine boy in the third grade, do you just do what he wants? No matter who you find, you can just water the medicine ingredient and pull the weeds. Don't bother me." After Mr. Yu finished speaking, he lifted his robe to cover his head and lay down on the case and continued to sleep.

Lao Qi took a deep breath and spit out: "Lao Yu, the ceremony is over, we should go."

"Oh, the mountain is replied." Lao Yu He lifted his robe, stretched his waist, yawned, stood up, and walked over slowly in one step.

"replied mountain." Shi Zhenhua roared angrily, scared many newly recruited dísciples shivered at the same time, and then strode forward with both hands on his back. Today, he is not happy.

"What are you doing in a daze, take someone to replied the mountain." Qi Lao pointed to Shidong and said to Qin Hao.

"Oh, replied mountain, Qingqing, take care of you Junior Brother." Qin Hao laughed, catching up with Qi Lao and Yu Lao, secretly giving a thumbs up to Yu Lao.

Yu Lao smiled without saying a word. In fact, Qin Hao had already greeted him when he received Shidong today. Although I don’t know why I have to accept a poor aptitude dísciple, but for Yu Lao In other words, he doesn't care. What he cares about is Qin Hao. With the other party, his pill concocting pressure can be reduced a lot.