I am in the world of immortal cultivation

"There is a fire spirit root, but the root value is not high, only seventy-one." Cheng Yan replied respectfully.

After hearing this, Master Lingxu relaxed his frown and said, "It doesn't matter. It may not be easy to practice with a root value of seventy-one, but it is enough for refining elixirs."

The two masters and disciples were talking, and the restriction outside the cave seemed to be touched. Master Lingxu stretched out his hand and made a seal, and then a transmission note flew in.

"Lingxu, long time no see. How are you?"

When Master Lingxu heard this, he frowned, "Why did Master Wang Jian suddenly come to visit?"

Master Wan Jian is the elder of the Jian Sect. He is rarely away from the sect. He is either fighting or looking for someone to fight with.

Three years ago he returned suddenly and stayed behind closed doors.

Everyone just thought that he encountered some opportunities when he went out and came back to prepare for a breakthrough, but they didn't expect that there was still no movement to this day.

"Could he be here to find his master to make elixirs?" Cheng Yan also guessed.

Master Lingxu shook his head slightly, thinking it was unlikely.

Wan Jian's way is the way of killing. According to his previous style, he seeks breakthroughs in battle. He does not take any other pills except pills that replenish his spiritual power.

"That's all, I'll tell you when he comes in and asks."

He raised his hand to release the restraint and went out in person.

"Why did Master Wan Jian get out of seclusion? But he achieved something?" He stroked his beard with one hand and asked with a smile.

Wan Jian looks like a middle-aged man, carrying his natal epee on his back. His broad arms look full of strength, and he must have made some achievements in physical fitness.

After listening to Master Lingxu's question, he shook his head and said calmly: "I haven't made any progress at all. It's probably because the time has not come yet."

His expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to take this matter to heart, which also showed his solid state of mind.

Just when Master Lingxu was about to ask him clearly about his purpose, he said it first, "Master Lingxu, I heard that you are planning to close the disciples recently?"

When he said this, Ling Xu became even more confused. What did it have to do with him to accept the disciples? It is impossible for him to come to be his disciple even when he is old?

Even so, he wouldn't accept it, he didn't even have a fire spirit root. What is the use of a single golden spiritual root, no matter how high the root value is?

"That's the plan." Master Ling Xu frowned and nodded slightly.

Wan Jian's eyes were always paying attention to his expression, and he asked tentatively: "Master Lingxu, our Jian Sect has a disciple, Huo Linggen Jiujiu, how about letting her be your closed disciple?"

Lingxu frowned after hearing Huo Linggen Jiujiu, with a bit of doubt in his eyebrows, "Are you willing to let such a genius join our alchemy sect?"

None of us were three-year-olds. If it weren't for some other unknown calculation, they would have loved to hide such a genius.

Wan Jian also knew that he was not that easy to fool, so he sighed and explained: "To be honest, we are also thinking about the marrow-cleansing gold in your hand. Furthermore, that girl Akabane is also interested in alchemy. If she washes The spiritual root is the heavenly spiritual root with a root value of 100. At that time, whether you are refining elixirs or practicing swordsmanship, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

Of course he was reluctant to give up such an outstanding disciple, but since it was Akabane's choice, he would naturally respect it.

Of course, there is another point. Their sword cultivators are really too poor. Compared with the rich alchemists, they can't come up with anything that makes them excited.

After hearing what he said, Ling Xu sneered, put his hands behind his back and said coolly: "You guys really have a good plan. Isn't this a waste of money?"

Wan Jian touched his nose and smiled coquettishly, "It's not like I'm an empty-handed wolf. Isn't this giving you a Tianlinggen disciple?"

Ling Xu flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and turned around, "No need to talk."

For an alchemist, qualifications are secondary, and understanding is also important.

Seeing that his attitude was very resolute, Wan Jian could only bear the pain and said: "Years ago, I went out for training and received a fire spirit. If you accept Akabane, I will give this fire spirit to you."

The fire spirit is the spiritual pet that every alchemist dreams of. The fire spirit is a life with spiritual wisdom bred by the fire spirit relying on the aura of heaven and earth. No one understands flames better than them.

With the assistance of the Fire Spirit, the elixirs produced will be one level higher than the actual level, and the elixir success rate will also be higher.

However, this kind of fire spirit derived from heaven and earth is very rare. It takes tens of thousands or even a hundred thousand years to conceive one. But more and more people are catching fire spirits, and it is now very rare to own one.

If it weren't for the chance to take Akabane as his disciple, this fire spirit would have been sold by Wan Jian long ago.

However, Ling Xu is now over 800 years old and has already had his own fire spirit.

"A monk can't have two fire spirits, so what's the use of this?"

He was still thinking about the girl named Qin Shu. Such a savvy person was more suitable for alchemy and more suitable to inherit his mantle, and maybe she could carry forward his lineage.

"Can't you ask for one for your disciples? Cheng Yan and Wen Chi don't have one yet, right?" Wan Jian asked with a frown.

He was really afraid of being rejected by Ling Xu, because this fire spirit was the only thing he could get his hands on now.

Ling Xu thought for a moment before making a decision in his heart. He turned around and looked at Master Wan Jian aside, and said bluntly: "I can accept her as my disciple, but she is really not suitable to be my closed disciple."

Wang Jian was overjoyed. He only wanted the marrow cleansing gold in Ling Xu's hand. It didn't matter whether he was a closed disciple or not.

"No problem!"

Ling Xu's expression eased a little, and then he heard Wang Jian hesitantly said: "Master Ling Xu is indeed open-minded. Then... marrow cleansing gold..."

"My disciples, I will naturally consider them carefully."

Master Ling Xu also knew how important it was for the sect to have another disciple with a natural spiritual root. Now it was Wang Jian who came to ask him. If he didn't agree, I'm afraid the next time it would be the head brother.

Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I will thank Master Ling Xu on behalf of my disciple Chi Yu."

After sending Wang Jian away, Cheng Yan on the side had already frowned.

Originally, it was a sure thing, but who knew that such an accident would happen.

But that Qin Shu is indeed talented and smart.

If it really doesn't work, I can make an exception and accept a disciple.

When one reaches the Jindan level, one can accept disciples. However, he and Wen Chi are both young and don’t have the patience to teach disciples, so they have never mentioned this matter.

“Master, Qin Shu…” He was just about to tell Ling Xu Zhenren about his idea.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xu Zhenren said directly: “This year, accept Chi Yu and Qin Shu as two disciples. With Chi Yu as a cover, others won’t pay attention to this little waste.”

He called the other person a little waste, but the thick smile on his face completely betrayed him.

Cheng Yan was also slightly stunned when he heard this, and it was the same after thinking about it carefully.

Chi Yu’s talent is outstanding. As soon as she entered the sect, she attracted everyone’s attention. With her as a pearl, Qin Shu’s talent is indeed rarely seen by others.

Qin Shu herself didn’t know about the changes behind the scenes, and she didn’t know that she almost became the disciple of the eldest brother.

She went back to her residence, meditated and practiced for a night, and when she was about to participate in the second round of selection, she suddenly received the sound transmission note from the eldest brother.

The earth-colored talisman paper burned up bit by bit in front of her, and Cheng Yan's cold voice came out.

"Master has already chosen a disciple, and the remaining competitions are cancelled."