Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

"Misunderstand?"

The old man Chisha sneered and said, "My disciple is unconscious now, so whatever you say is what counts."

Hong Xingyou was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized the other party's implied meaning.

He didn't dare to hesitate, and with a thought, a jade bottle appeared in his hand.

"Give this little brother the Blood Lotus Pill inside."

Hong Xingyou waved his sleeves and threw the jade bottle to Hong Feiguang.

"Blood Lotus Pill?"

Hong Feiguang's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but frown and said, "Father..."

The Blood Lotus Pill was given by the ancestor of the Hong family. It is a priceless fifth-grade elixir.

After a cultivator has completed his foundation building, taking this Blood Lotus Pill will be enough to increase the chance of forming a pill to 80%.

With Hong Xingyou's qualifications, it would be almost impossible for him to form a pill without this Blood Lotus Pill.

Giving away the Blood Lotus Pill at this time would be tantamount to destroying one's own hope of forming a pill.

"Shut up!"

Hong Xingyou's face turned cold, and he signaled Hong Feiguang to give the Blood Lotus Pill to Yang Chuanming immediately.

he knows.

At this time, even if he offered the priceless Blood Lotus Pill voluntarily, old man Chisha might not let him go because of his style of doing things.

But if he did nothing, not only would he die today, but the hundreds of people in the Hong family and the entire Black Stone City would also suffer a devastating disaster.

soon.

After Yang Chuanming took the Blood Lotus Pill.

His body shook slightly at first, and then a thick blood mist rose from his body, almost wrapping him up like a blood cocoon.

For a while.

He was seriously injured, but it was as if he was immersed in a gentle spiritual pool, and the injuries on his body were mostly recovered in the blink of an eye.

not only that.

Under the terrifying medicinal power of the Blood Lotus Pill, his spiritual consciousness, flesh, blood, internal organs, and even bones were undergoing astonishing transformations...

that's it.

It lasted less than a quarter of an hour.

The blood cocoon dissipated, Yang Chuanming's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"I...what's wrong with me..."

Yang Chuanming looked confused, then belatedly realized something and immediately became alert.

"Little Doll……"

A smile appeared on the corner of the old man Chisha's mouth, and he called out in a soft voice.

Yang Chuanming clenched his hands and stood up suddenly.

He frowned and glanced at Hong Xingyou who had just fought with him, and Hong Feiguang and his group, and finally shifted his gaze to the old man Chisha who still looked shabby.

"senior……"

Yang Chuanming bowed deeply to the old man Chisha.

It's not hard to imagine.

If he had not crushed the jade talisman before he fainted, if old man Chisha had not arrived in time.

At this moment, he probably wouldn't be staying outside the inn, but somewhere like a dungeon.

"Just a senior?"

Old man Chisha curled his lips and glanced at Yang Chuanming with some dissatisfaction.

thump!

Yang Chuanming was stunned and immediately fell to his knees.

"Disciple Yang Chuanming pays homage to Master!"

Yang Chuanming kowtowed heavily, his voice loud and powerful.

See this.

Hong Xingyou and his group had speechless expressions on their faces.

After all the fuss, it turned out that the two were not really a master-disciple relationship.

And until this moment, under their witness, I finally became their disciple.

"Good disciple, stand up!"

The old man Chisha stood with his hands behind his back, twirling his beard with one hand and nodded with satisfaction.

As his time was coming to an end, he restrained his aura and traveled through the various immortal and demonic sects for several years, just to find a disciple who would satisfy him.

Now, I have finally got what I wanted and have no regrets anymore.

Yang Chuanming slowly stood up, still looking at Hong Xingyou with fear, and then walked towards the old man Chisha.

"Yang Chuanming? Good disciple!"

Old man Chisha patted Yang Chuanming on the shoulder, then shifted his gaze to look at Hong Xingyou and others.

"You have severely injured my disciple for no reason. According to my rules, not only will you die today, but the entire Black Stone City will be turned into a dead city."

"Senior, you..."

Hong Xingyou and his group's faces changed drastically in an instant, with expressions of horror on their faces.

This is the style of the Demon Sect. They kill people at will, and all living beings are like grass in their eyes.

At this time.

Even Yang Chuanming was shocked.

Where did this cheap master of mine come from, and why did he want to destroy the entire Black Stone City?

"However, today I am in a more positive mood. Your life and death, and even the survival of the entire Black Stone City, are all decided by my disciple."

Old man Chisha smiled and turned his head to look at Yang Chuanming.

Yang Chuanming's expression changed again and again, and he looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

The old man Chisha said, "Disciple, you don't have to look at me like that. In this world of immortal cultivation, it's always the law of the jungle. I'm sure you've experienced this just now."

"If your master hadn't arrived, you would have been searched by them, turning you into a fool. Even your body would have been turned into a corpse."

Yang Chuanming was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Hong Xingyou and his group again.

Yes!

He just sold a piece of blood jade, but it brought so many disasters upon himself.

If I hadn't met my master earlier, I would probably have become someone else's prisoner now.

This cruel world of cultivating immortals really does not need so-called kindness and mercy. Only strength and killing can survive.

at this time.

Hong Feiguang, who had been spoiled since childhood, seemed unable to bear this invisible pressure and his mood was almost collapsed.

His eyes were red and his face was ferocious.

"My Hong family is an aristocratic family of immortality that is affiliated with the Qingyun Sect. The Hong family ancestor is also one of the Qingyun Sect's supreme elders. If you dare to kill innocent people, the Hong family ancestor will surely grind you to ashes one day..."

The words have not yet fallen.

"Noisy!"

The old man Chisha snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and a stream of extremely powerful energy surged out.

boom!

Before Hong Feiguang and even Hong Xingyou could react, a dull sound rang out.

The moment Hong Feiguang was hit by the罡气, he turned into a thick blood mist.

Think for a moment.

A fierce light flashed in Yang Chuanming's eyes, and he tilted his head and said, "Master, I will resolve the grudge between me and them once I have enough strength."

Elder Chisha paused, then burst into laughter and said, "Excellent! You have great ambition! You are worthy of being my disciple, Elder Chisha."

"Disciple, now that things have come to this, we should go back!"

The old man Chisha casually grabbed Yang Chuanming's right arm, and with a tap of his toes, the two of them flew into the air, still as free and easy as ever.

However, at the moment when the two of them took off.

With them as the center, the ground within a thousand feet radius cracked and sank, and countless buildings rose into the air following them.

One can imagine what a spectacular and shocking picture this is!

Yang Chuanming looked around and said in horror: "Master, this..."

The old man Chisha smiled and said disapprovingly, "If you hadn't come to seek revenge in the future, the entire Black Stone City would have been blown away, and the area within a hundred miles would have been turned into a deadly place."

Yang Chuanming swallowed his saliva and asked hesitantly, "Master, what is your current level of cultivation?"

"The early stage of Nascent Soul."

"Early stage of Nascent Soul?"

"Disciple, don't underestimate us physical cultivators. Although I am only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, no cultivator below the Spiritual Transformation stage can be my opponent!"

"..."