Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

"It's your head!"

The instructor really felt that the child was hopeless, frowned suddenly, looked at Sun Xiu suspiciously and said, "How did you get into God of War in the first place, did you go through the back door?"

Sun Xiu suddenly felt guilty and shook his head hastily.

"No...I'm not."

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Ye Xiang didn't continue to practice in the gravity room. After changing out of the protective clothing and taking a shower, he took two nutrient potions and drank them in one gulp, before going back to the dormitory to continue practicing.

However, on the way, he saw a familiar figure, still with white hair and wrinkled face.

Ye Xiang couldn't help being awed, walked up to him and cupped his hands and said, "Master Heng."

"Ha, you little Taoist priest." Heng Qing couldn't help but smile.

Listening to the boy's casual cry, there is indeed a sense of intimacy.

He looked at Ye Xiang carefully, nodded slightly, "It's only been a month, and the progress is not small."

Ye Xiang touched the back of his head and said, "Master Heng, your elixir will take some time."

"It's okay, the old man doesn't die that easily." Heng Qing said with a smile.

"Come on, let's chat?"

After Ye Xiang hesitated for a moment, he nodded.

God of War Hengqing is still the honorary principal of the God of War High School. Since its establishment, there has been no second principal.

At this time, the old and the young were walking slowly in the campus, without saying anything, and it seemed as if they had said something.

Seeing this scene, many smart people suddenly realized something, and looked at Ye Xiang in disbelief.

Back then, when Heng Qing was still middle-aged, he also took Luo Jin to wander around the campus like this.

Now, like a reincarnation, this scene is staged again.

Wearing a green military uniform robe, an old man with white hair.

A young man with long hair, dressed in a plain blue robe.

"Old man, we've been away for so long, can we talk about something?"

Perhaps feeling more and more eyes on them, Ye Xiang couldn't help asking after all.

Heng Qing rolled his eyes, "What's the matter with walking with me, old man?"

"Well, it's not good for your health to walk for so long."

"Okay, listen to you."

Heng Qing finally sat down, raised his head, looked at Ye Xiang and said, "Are you really ready to go to the battlefield? This is a lifetime event."

In Ye Xiang's mind, during the military training, he met those soldiers who were not afraid of death, and the appearance of the ace elite fighter who was seriously injured before.

Nodding firmly, "Well, always be prepared."

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the lonely moon was hazy in the night.

Heng Qing sighed and said softly:

"Last night, the moon was hidden and the wind suddenly blew up, and the river was lonely and empty. Lying on the boat to say goodbye to the rain and listening to the singing insects, it should be the sound of green dawn."

Ye Xiang: "..."

"Give me some feedback, how is this poem doing?"

"There is no boat."

"artistic conception!"

"Oh, I didn't feel it."

"You kid...cough cough..."

Seeing that old man Heng's cough was much worse than before, Ye Xiang couldn't help frowning slightly, and directly reached out and landed on the old man's wrist.

However, he found that his body had deteriorated a lot.

"Did you take the soup?"

"How can there be so many medicinal materials in the country, and the good ones are all in the south." Heng Qing shook his head slightly and smiled.

"Then the old man should try his best to make up another share. I will try alchemy tomorrow." Ye Xiang said.

"Oh? Can you make alchemy?"

"You can try to break through tomorrow." Ye Xiang said.

"Row."

Hengqing raised his head, looked at the auxiliary intelligence and said, "Did you hear that? Then try to prepare another copy."

The auxiliary intelligence nodded and transmitted the data.

As long as God of War Evergreen can recover, no matter how much it costs, he will try.

China has a vast land and abundant resources, and it lacks everything, but that was in the past.

The place with the most medicinal materials is in the south, and today's south has long been reduced to the domain of alien races.

The two sat quietly in the gazebo, Ye Xiang closed his eyes to practice, and the human and immortal lines on his body were faintly visible.

Heng Qing looked at it curiously, and suddenly found that looking at these lines, the whole person seemed to feel a lot more comfortable.

This kid seems to be full of treasures.

In the distance, lively shouts suddenly sounded.

Obviously today's competition is over, the result is naturally that the trial high school won, and the imperial high school challenge failed.

There is no ranking between first-tier universities, after all, each has its own advantages.

Not long after, it was quiet again.

Ye Xiang is still meditating and practicing without any influence.

Time passed little by little, and the night was over.

Maybe Ye Xiang hasn't realized how much it means to have God of War Hengqing personally watch the night.

After all, this represents a inheritance.

But in Ye Xiang's eyes, this is a sick old man.

The night was getting darker.

The immortal lines on Ye Xiang's body also became brighter and brighter, and Heng Qing looked more and more comfortable. Some hidden diseases in his body rarely hurt, and he felt comfortable all over.

Before I knew it, I snored and fell asleep.

Hengqing's assistant intelligence silently recorded this scene.

After decades, I have never seen God of War Hengqing sleep so soundly.

However, hearing the deafening snoring around him, Ye Xiang frowned helplessly, opened his eyes, and looked at Mr. Heng who was sleeping and snoring.

Can you be a little older...

Shaking his head helplessly, he had no choice but to continue practicing, and two hours later, he finally branded both lungs completely.

Immediately, the exhaled air and the inhaled air changed indistinctly like a strong wind.

Ye Xiang couldn't help taking a deep breath, and found that his lung capacity seemed to be able to easily last for several hours without panting.

Of course, he didn't test it stupidly, but raised his head subconsciously and looked into the distance.

At this time, it was just before dawn.

Sure enough, at the next moment, the ten thousand zhang light leaped like a goldfish into the sky, and the earth recovered.

Ye wanted to stand up, run the ancient breathing method, and resonate in the abdominal cavity.

After taking a deep breath, several times more purple qi than usual poured into his mouth, falling into the purple gold pill in the sea of ​​qi.

There is so much purple energy surrounding the Purple Gold Pill that it can't be absorbed in a short while!

Ye Xiang didn't expect that the Immortal Mark imprinted on the lungs would be beneficial to the cultivation of inner alchemy.

It seemed that the lungs could hold some more purple qi, and before the inner alchemy could finish absorbing it, he took another deep breath.

Sure enough, the same amount of purple qi poured into the sea of ​​qi again, the inner alchemy couldn't be absorbed for a while, and could be stored in the lungs.

As the Purple Golden Pill turned faster and faster, the meaning of consummation became more pervasive.

In an instant, the Purple Golden Pill was shocked, and suddenly became a little bigger, as if it could accommodate hundreds of rivers, it directly absorbed all the purple energy in the body.

The purple air spread from Ye Xiang's body, and the hazy purple air permeated the whole body, merging with the golden light of Chuyang.

At this moment, Ye Xiang was covered with purple-gold light, like a young immortal.

Purple Qi is coming from the east.

The airway is long.

Heng Qing had already opened his eyes to see this scene.

Even he couldn't help being shocked.

The end of the day.

Is this the human celestial master?