My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

There are people coming and going, and countless disciples are practicing there.

Zhong Qing stayed leisurely in his own hall, and an invisible barrier was outside the hall.

Block out all the noise.

Zhong Qing, who had reached the third level of the Guiyi Realm, was now leaning calmly on the corridor outside the hall.

There were a few books scattered around him and a cup of light tea next to him.

Zhong Qing enjoyed this rare leisure time very much.

Ever since he accepted more than two million good disciples, Zhong Qing felt as if he had entered retirement life.

Every time I open my eyes, my cultivation level will increase significantly.

Although his state of unity is different from others, his realm improvement is not as rapid.

But I saw with my own eyes that the sea of ​​qi, which was like a vast ocean, was constantly filled by trickles of water.

Just one word, cool!

This feeling is just like receiving a pension at the right time every month.

To be honest, the increase brought to me by these registered disciples is not much less than that brought to me by those old disciples in the Eastern Region who have returned me ten thousand times.

Zhong Qing took a sip of tea happily, and the book in his hand rustled.

"Ow!"

"Gah!"

End of the corridor.

Xiao Hei in the dog cage cried and howled to the sky, while Xiao Ga in the bird cage cried along with his big brother.

"Master! Didn't you always tell us to learn something good and not go to Yihong Tower?"

"We both want to read quietly and learn some moral principles now."

"But why aren't we allowed to read books?"

"And they stole our books!"

Zhong Qing raised his eyes and reluctantly moved his gaze away from the book in his hand.

What he held in his hands and what was placed on the ground.

These were all the street stories sent over by the twelve elders of the Fengyu Sect a few days ago.

What about Jing Ping Mei, Purple Mansion Dream, and The Nun's Bride?

It has everything.

Of course, the Twelve Elders did not send these up for Zhong Qing at all, but Zhong Qing intercepted them when they were trading with Xiao Hei and Xiao Ga.

"You two beasts, can you read?"

"Reading a book?"

"Do you understand?"

Zhong Qing cursed and threw the Jing Ping Mei that he had just studied over.

The dog cage was shaken by the hammering.

Xiao Hei whimpered in grievance. Yes, he couldn't understand the words.

But this doesn’t mean that he can’t understand the pictures above!

Can’t you just look at the pictures?!

He was full of resentment, but when it came out of his mouth it turned into a whimper of grievance.

Xiao Ga stuck his beak out of the small cage and poked the little black dog's butt in the cage.

“Big brother, big brother…”

Xiao Hei looked back and saw that Xiao Ga's duck paw was pointing at the Jing Ping Mei that Zhong Qing had just thrown at him.

"That's really clever!"

Xiao Hei's eyes lit up, and his dog paws stretched directly towards the copy of Jing Ping Mei.

At this moment, from the top of Liaoqiao Peak, two figures came over one after the other.

"Eh? Master, your book fell."

Feng Buqun walked over first, picked up the book, glanced down at it, and quickly closed the book with a calm expression.

He handed a handful to Zhong Qing.

He was afraid that Fang Buqiu behind him would see that his master was looking at this thing.

But he didn't notice that Xiao Hei and Xiao Ga in the cage were already grinning!

Ouch! Gah!

"Master, someone has come to see you. It's Fang Buqiu, the famous medical practitioner in the Land of Chaos."

"He is also a powerful person in the Guiyi Realm, but his specific cultivation level is unknown. A thousand years ago, he was an extremely powerful swordsman in the Chaos Land. He came to you today to ask for something."

Feng Buqun, who had come closer, spoke respectfully, lowering his voice and adding, "But I think he's very suitable to be my junior apprentice!"

Feng Buqun was talking here, but Fang Buqiu behind him was extremely sensible and didn't look at anything else or listen to anything else.

He just lowered his head and looked calmly at the ground in front of him.

Don't look forward any further.

Just when he lowered his head, he met the eyes of Xiao Hei and Xiao Ga in the cage.

For some reason, he read a hint of resentment in the eyes of these two beasts.

"Um?!"

"Fire Qilin?! Phoenix-feathered Divine Bird?!"

Almost in an instant, Fang Buqiu recognized the identities of the two beasts in the cage.

Such an ancient mythical beast was actually kept in a cage?!

Even with the transcendent nature of his Heavenly Sword Body, he was now a little dazed.

What kind of existence is the master of the Phoenix Feather Sect with millions of members?!

In front, Zhong Qing had already closed the book. He looked at the excited Feng Buqun and nodded, signaling Feng Buqun to bring the person over.

Come to me to discuss cooperation?

There is no cooperation to discuss here. Everything will be fine if you become my apprentice.

Feng Buqun walked back to Fang Buqiu, who was immersed in surprise at the moment.

He looked at Xiao Hei and Xiao Ga with shock in his eyes. Feng Buqun said "oh" and bowed to the two big brothers in the cage.

Then he looked at Fang Buqiu again.

"Master Fang, please come this way."

Fang Buqiu followed behind him and soon walked in front of Zhong Qing, but when he saw Zhong Qing, his eyes widened again.

The current leader of the Fengyu Sect and the master of millions of cultivators in the Land of Chaos.

He's actually such a young man?!

Fang Buqiu, who had been practicing swordsmanship, medicine and mind cultivation for thousands of years, was in a state of complete turmoil. He couldn't help but scan Zhong Qing with his spiritual sense.

This kind of aura is indeed that of a man in his twenties, not some old demon who has returned to his original state through cultivation!

Seeing this, Fang Buqiu was even more shocked.

Zhong Qing looked up at Fang Buqiu and smiled calmly, "Mr. Fang, do you have something to talk to me about?"

As he spoke, Feng Buqun bowed to Zhong Qing, nodded to Fang Buqiu, and then walked away.

Fang Buqiu's eyes trembled at this moment. This man was in his twenties, and his cultivation was beyond his comprehension.

But he can be so admired by a figure like Feng Buqun and become the leader of millions of disciples.

That already explains a lot.

Even I, who think highly of myself, have to admit that this person is truly a genius!

"Fang Buqiu came here today to borrow a supreme medical book from your sect to heal my own damaged Heavenly Sword Body."

"We do not seek to know the preciousness of the venerable medical canon."

"If you can lend it to me, Fang, I am willing to achieve the realm of a Venerable and let Fengyu Sect use it at will for three hundred years!"

After hesitating for a while, Fang Buqiu spoke after careful consideration.

After saying this, Zhong Qing raised his eyes and smiled faintly.

"Mr. Fang must have some skills to be brought here personally by my seventeenth disciple."

"Medical practitioners, that also counts as medical workers."

"I, Zhong Qing, have always respected the angels in white."

"Go read that medical book yourself. I'll give it to you."