It normally takes a Qi Refiner three days to walk from the Golden Immortal Gate to the Pijia Gate, but Song Yin sped it up to one day.
But the return was not so fast, because they were accompanied by mortals, and their footsteps were slow, especially these mortals were still very weak. Except for the young man named Sun Jiubi, the others were not very agile, and were even slower.
It took Song Yin half a month to finally return to Pingdingshan.
After settling the mortals at the foot of the mountain, Song Yin used the method of "using objects to shape objects" to make furniture for the house, entrusted the people at the foot of the mountain to take good care of them, and then took a few people up the mountain.
In addition to the two junior brothers, there is another person.
"Big Brother, are all the people in the Golden Immortal Sect the same as you? They help the weak and fight against the strong, and subdue demons and monsters. When facing the Armored Sect, they can be killed with just three or two punches."
On the mountain path, a young man looked at Song Yin with admiration, waving his fists excitedly while speaking.
The young man's name is Sun Jiubei. He was the one who cried that day and he was also a 'perfect man'.
The so-called "perfect people" are mortals who have not been sucked by those evil ways. Sun Jiubei, like that group of people, came from a country called "Da Chu". They lived in a village in it and used to worship Fei Shizhai.
Their offering is the inkstone that Song Yin got. Everyone will be given such an inkstone from the age of six and then offer it every day.
When Sun Jiubei was a child, he was ignorant and playful, so he hid the inkstone. Later he forgot about it, so he escaped the disaster and his spiritual energy was not absorbed.
In Song Yin's eyes, such a person has the qualifications to practice Taoism!
Although from his point of view, this person's qualifications were similar to those of his ordinary junior fellow disciples, he did have the qualifications to practice Taoism.
After being appeased that time, Sun Jiubei also developed the ambition to practice Taoism. Even though he saw Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen suffering extremely in their daily practice, he did not change his mind and begged Song Yin to be his teacher.
Song Yin agreed with Sun Jiubei's desire to practice Taoism.
His Jinxian Sect is a small sect, so it is of course a great thing for him to have a disciple who yearns for the righteous path.
In Song Yin's eyes, this is the first step for their Jinxian Sect to become famous!
It's just that he doesn't have the qualifications to accept disciples, so he only agreed to accept disciples on behalf of his master. Now he just needs to be taken to the mountain to meet the master. With the master's kindness, he will definitely agree.
Facing Sun Jiubei's words, Song Yin smiled and said, "Everyone has different talents. I am a legendary immortal with an invincible and flawless true body, so I am naturally stronger than ordinary people. Your talent is too weak, and you may not be able to reach my level, but cultivation is not just about fighting power. For people of my generation, as long as we have a heart of justice and dare to stand up to evil, our cultivation will not be in vain!"
As he said this, he turned his head and looked at the two junior brothers who were behind him, and said, "Look at your two senior brothers. They can't even beat a member of the same level of armored sect, but they still have the courage to go straight ahead. This is the right way! And everyone in my Golden Immortal Sect is like this!"
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng looked at each other and smiled in unison: "Senior brother is right."
They felt insulted, but they didn't know where they were insulted, so... it was a very subtle feeling.
"I understand, Big Brother!"
Sun Jiubei clenched his fist and said, "When I enter the sect, I will also learn from my elder brother. When I have mastered the Dao, I will definitely seek revenge on Fei Shizhai!"
"Not just revenge!"
When Song Yin mentioned Fei Shi Zhai, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. He held the young man's hand and said sternly: "To destroy the evil sects like Fei Shi Zhai and Qing Lian Zong and rescue those who have the same experience as you is the purpose and mission of our Jin Xian Sect to 'save the world and save people'!"
"Yes! Senior Brother!" Sun Jiubei said loudly.
"Junior brother!"
"Big Brother!"
Seeing the two looking at each other as if there were sparks flashing, Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen both opened their mouths, looked at each other again, and saw helplessness and frustration in their eyes.
They have suffered a lot in the past half month.
It’s not that the journey is dangerous. It’s not dangerous at all. I didn’t encounter anything. Even if I did, the senior brother would be there, so there would definitely be no danger.
But because they didn't bring enough wild vegetable pills, they had to collect wild vegetable roots and rhizomes for the mortals every day and prepare meals.
Zhang Feixuan was mainly responsible for collecting, while Wang Qizhen, who had cooking skills, was responsible for cooking.
They were both evil people, people who would scare ordinary people to tears if they just glared at them, but they actually worked for ordinary people? !
This is a joke!
Then the aura of the great Dao from the senior brother came over him.
It’s not that I know what they are thinking, but that I think they are weak.
In the words of my senior brother, the two of them couldn't even defeat a warrior of the same level from the Pijia Sect, so they needed to improve their training.
Therefore, the eldest senior brother teaches them the Dharma every day, including the Human Pill Method!
They were tortured when others were resting, and they were still being tortured when others were eating breakfast. They could see Zhang Feixuan's grandmother every day.
That's really unbearable. Even if they do have great insights, they still want to run away.
But after weighing the pros and cons, especially when they saw Song Yin punch out a white light from a long distance, blasting a rock that blocked the road into pieces, their thoughts were extinguished.
Forbearance!
When the time comes, it will be their time to fly!
…
The mountain path was not long, and the four of them arrived there quickly. As soon as they entered the square, they saw a dozen fellow apprentices meditating in an orderly manner in the square.
It was morning class time.
Sun Jiubei's eyes lit up, and he pointed at those disciples and wanted to scream, but he covered his mouth again.
He had never seen such a situation before. Now, seeing them lined up so neatly, with smoke coming out of their heads, it was indeed the sign of the righteous path that the senior brother had mentioned.
"I said..."
In the square, a fellow disciple opened his eyes and said to a tall and strong disciple next to him: "Brother hasn't come back for half a month. Was he beaten to death by the armored disciples?"
"It should be. It is the Armored Gate after all."
The tall and strong disciple opened his eyes and looked at the main hall in front of him with the door tightly closed. He said, "Master didn't come out, so we didn't dare to go in. As for Brother... I think he was beaten to death. It's a pity. We will lose our vitality pills and our way of cultivation will be cut off."
"It's not without benefits. I don't want to be refined by my senior brother. That feeling... I really miss it!"
"ah?"
The tall and strong disciple heard the other party's tone change and said jokingly: "What do you miss? Do you miss you entering the alchemy furnace? Just that feeling, even if it makes me improve my cultivation by a thousand miles a day, I would... willingly do it!"
He stood up suddenly and bowed to Song Yin who had come to his side: "Big Brother! You're back!"
As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his head and glared at his fellow disciple next to him.
This kid didn't even remind the eldest senior brother that he was back, and he almost got exposed!
"Okay, continue practicing. It's too lazy to whisper while meditating."
Song Yin waved his hand, frowned and looked at the tall and strong man, asking him to lower his body.
"Don't disturb the other disciples who are meditating. I will go see the master first and come back to test your state."
Without paying any attention to this tall and strong junior brother, Song Yin walked towards the main hall. Seeing that the door of the main hall was closed, he couldn't help but call out, "Master."
"Disciple, save me!!"
Almost instantly, the master's cry for help was heard in the main hall.
Song Yin frowned, his footsteps rubbing against the ground made an extremely harsh sound, his figure burst out of white mist and he suddenly rushed to the door of the hall and kicked the hall open with one foot.
Bang!
The closed door of the main hall was kicked away, and the door panel hit the bust in front and shattered directly.
At the door, Song Yin walked in with a frown on his face, and shouted, "Who dares to harm my master!"
But as soon as he walked in, he stopped.
"laugh!"
The little thing was like a dog that saw its master. It ran excitedly to his feet, jumped up and down while holding his feet. The two bodies stuck together used eight limbs to crawl from the shoe surface to the trouser leg. In no time, it climbed onto his shoulders and danced with joy.
Song Yin didn't pay any attention to it, but instead frowned as he looked at the hall.
The hall had already been repaired, except for the half-length statue which was left there for no apparent purpose, the rest had been repaired by Song Yin. People from the mountain came to clean the hall every day, so it was in good condition before Song Yin left.
But now, this place is in ruins, with holes everywhere that seem to be corroded, and several pillars are broken. His good master is now hiding in a corner, shivering naked.
It gave people a feeling of being weak, pitiful and helpless, and also gave Song Yin a sense of familiarity.
Where have I seen him before